Post by Wolfman Jack on Jun 23, 2006 15:27:16 GMT -5
The camera shows the back stage locker room as Lovecraft finishes getting ready for his first match. As he finishes lacing up his boots. As he does, Jordan Xander walks in, precious in her hands. Lovecraft looks up at her and gazes at her and Jordan stares back with a small smirk on her face. He looks at Precious, then at Lovecraft as he hands her the metal studded Kendo stick. Lovecraft takes it and then looks at Jordan with an arched eyebrow as she looks back with a malicious grin on her face and speaks.
Jordan: She's Hungry.
Lovecraft smiles and nods. He then gets up and walks out of the Locker room as Jordan nods, the grin still on her face.
Tricia Marks: Wow, I think Frog better be worried, this match is going to be a Hardcore match, and Lovecraft's now loaded for well... Frog.
Daemon: Oh I know Tricia, Jordan has let Lovecraft use her faveorite weapon and it is going to get BLOODY. Oh man I can't wait! And I wont have to, that match is next!
Regis Philbmin: Our next match is one of the matches to determine the participants for the Ladder match to determine the winner of May to Remember and is a Hardcore Match where there is no disqualifications and falls count anywhere. Entering first, weighing in at 231 lbs, from Falkirk Scotland, he is the current reigning US Heavyweight champion, Green Haired Frog!
Tricia Marks: This match has been a long time in coming, Daemon. Ever since what happened at May To Remember when Lovecraft walked out on Frog, costing the two of them their tag team gold. Frog’s been talking a lot of smack these last couple of weeks, and now he’s going to have to pay the piper.
Daemon: Yeah but with the way Frog was running his mouth, it isn't surprising someone with Lovecraft's temperment walked out on him, Hell, I would have!
Awaken by Disturbed begins to play as Green Haired Frog comes out from the curtain and onto the ramp, the US title around his waist as he holds up his hand and yells to the crowd. He gets one step down the ramp when Lovecraft, wielding Precious, comes up behind him and smashes it across the back of Frog's skull with a sickening sounding crack.
Tricia Marks: So much for any hope of a wrestling match here. I knew as soon as Lovecraft showed up with Precious, this was going to get ugly.
Daemon: Lovecraft isn't even waiting for the bell to ring he is just taking it to Frog hard and fast.
Lovecraft proceeds to beat Frog on the ramp with Precious. Lovecraft then picks Frog up and drags him by his hair down the ramp. Lovecraft stops, grabs frog, puts him in the position for a Russian legsweep with Precious right on the back of Frog's neck, and drops back, driving Frog down hard.
Tricia Marks: Oh, my God! Lovecraft isn’t concerned with just winning this match; he wants to put Frog out of action for good!
Daemon: Oh Hell yeah! Haven't seen any good action like this in forever! KILL HIM Lovecraft!
Lovecraft picks Frog up again then knocks him back down with a vicious swing with the Kendo stick, bloodying Frog's face.
Daemon: YEAH THAT'S WHAT IM TALKIN BOUT!! BLOOD BABY BLOOD!!
Lovecraft walks over to the ring and sets Precious up on the mat. He then goes back, picks Frog up and drags him to the ring, then suddenly whips him hard into the stairs, flipping him up and over them with a loud crashing sound. Lovecraft slowly stalks towards the Fallen Green Haired Frog, as Frog tries to struggle to his feet, blood pouring from his head. Frog wobbles to his feet turns, gets a hard boot to the stomach and is snap suplexed hard to the mat. Lovecraft drags Frog to his feet, grabs his throat, his other hand on his thigh and lifts him up over his head in a Gorilla press, then drops Frog throat first into the Guard rail.
Lovecraft looks at the gasping and choking frog with disgust on his face. He then drags his thumb over his neck, grabs frog and throws him into the ring. As Frog lays face first on the mat, Lovecraft bounces off the rope and drops a leg on the back of Frog's head, following it up by wrapping his arms around Frog's head. Frog isn't even in the move a second before he is pounding the mat screaming at the top of his lungs and the referee calls for the bell.
Regis Philbmin: Here is your winner, LOVECRAFT!!
Lovecraft gets up, slides out of the ring and grabs two chairs then slides back in. As he does this Frog begins to get to his feet. Lovecraft quickly sends him to the mat with a vicious chair shot. He then grabs Frog's left leg and tangles it up in the chair, then sets Frog up a bit of a distance from the turnbuckle.
Tricia Marks: Oh, God...no… the match is over, Lovecraft… you’ve done your damage; you’ve made your point. Let him have a little bit of dignity at least.
Daemon: Screw dignity, Lets see some god damn carnage! End that punk's career!
Lovecraft, the other chair in hand, climbs to the top turnbuckle, aims himself then drops a leg, the chair under it, right on top of the chair entangled in Frog's leg. Frog screams as his leg snaps like a brittle twig. As Lovecraft does this Wolfman Jack comes out on the stage, gesturing towards the curtain and pointing at the ring. Out from the back comes Jordan Xander and Damage Inc, who run towards the ring.
Tricia Marks: No… not these three… anyone but these three. The rumors have been circulating that Jordan has been thinking about reforming Evolution X. If this is the crew she’s put together, the ACW will never be the same again.
Daemon: Oh I think it's more then rumors Tricia, I think this is the rebirth of the greatest team since the Four Horsemen. I give you Evolution X!
Jordan slides into the ring, gestures at Lovecraft and drags frog out of the ring, where Damage Inc each grabs a leg while Jordan, who is now joined by Lovecraft, grabs a shoulder. With Wolfman Jack leading the way they carry Frog up the ramp, onto the stage and into the back.
The camera follows them all through the back and out the back door, where there is garbage truck waiting. Wolfman Jack points to the truck and snarls.
Wolfman Jack: Throw that trash OUT of my Arena!
Evolution X grin and start to throw Frog into the truck when Wolfman Jack suddenly yells,
Wolfman Jack: Oh shit... wait… I almost forgot!!
They stop as Wolfman Jack runs up to them, grabs the US title belt from around Frog's waist and yanks it off. He then jerks his thumb at the garbage truck.
Wolfman Jack: Take out the trash.
They all nod and chuck Frog into the truck, brushing their hands and patting each other on the back.
Daemon: Man Tricia just two matches in and already we have had a dramatic removal of one wrestler and the introduction AND the severe thrashing of another! How could this night get any beter?
Tricia Marks: We still have out next match Daemon, a First blood match between Eric Myers and Reaper. I think they will put on a blockbuster of a match tonight.
Daemon: Oh no doubt. So lets get to this already!
Regis Philbin: Our next match is the second match to determin the particiapants in the Ladder match tonight. It is a first blood match, where the winner of the match is the man who makes his opponent bleed first. Introducing first, Eric Myers!
Voodoo by Godsmack begins to play as Eric Myers emerges from the back and walks to the ring, ignoring the fans as he enters the ring and immiedatly turns towards the stage, waiting for Reaper to appear.
Regis Philbin: And his opponent… from Frankston, Texas… he weighs in at two hundred and sixty nine pounds… he… is… REAPER!!!
The lights go out as a chime is heard. Then as gold sparkling pyro begins to shoot, we see Reaper walk out towards the ring as there is a mixture of cheers and boos coming form the fans. He is wearing black pants with red lighting on the sides, black bandana, blue sunglasses, black weightlifting belt on with the words, "REAPER" written in red, and black leather boots. As Reaper walks up the steel steps enters the ring, the fans begin to cheer loudly, with a few scattered boos.
Tricia Marks: The crowd seems a little hostile towards Reaper tonight. Although it’s not nearly as bad as what John Cena went through a couple of weeks ago at One Night Stand, it’s still got to weigh a little on Reaper’s mind.
Daemon: Oh no no where near as bad but Reaper doesn't give a damn what the fans think, all he cares about is showing everyone that HE was the winner of the title match at May to Remember.
The bell rings to signal the beginning of the match. Both men stare at each other from the opposing corners before making their way to the middle of the ring to lock up. Myers is the first to gain the advantage, turning the collar-elbow hookup into an armbar and bringing Reaper down to one knee. Myers puts on the pressure as Reaper slowly gets to his feet and reverses the armbar, grabbing Myers’ arm and pulling him forward to deliver a thunderous short-arm clothesline that send Myers to the mat quickly. Reaper follows it up with a quick elbow drop and goes for the cover.. one… Myers kicks out quickly. Reaper picks him up and delivers a textbook bodyslam that sends Myers right back down again. Reaper backs up against the ropes and goes in for a baseball slide, but Myers has the sense to get to his feet and avoid the rush. He takes advantage of the opportunity and drops a knee onto the fallen Reaper before going in for a cover of his own.
Tricia Marks: Myers is taking things to Reaper, and he had a shot at the win, but way too early.
Daemon: He's an idiot, he has to make his opponent BLEED, not pin him!
Myers and Reaper both get to their feet and stare at each other. Myers rushes in and catches Reaper unaware with a quick clothesline that sends him to the mat! Reaper gets up quickly and shakes off the impact, countering with an armdrag takedown when Myers tries for another shot. Myers hits the mat and Reaper turns the armdrag into a Fujiwara armbar, cranking back on the shoulder as Myers screams. The referee is checking for a submission, but Myers is shaking his head furiously, refusing to submit. He makes his way to a knee and slowly gets back to his feet, turning the armbar into a key lock and taking Reaper over, following up with a quick legdrop. He goes in for the cover... But Reaper pushes Myers off. Reaper gets to his feet and starts peppering Myers with a series of lefts and rights. Both men are exchanging shots, but Reaper manages to get the advantage, whipping Myers into the corner and rushing in to pound him with a devastating shoulder block! Myers slumps in the corner as Reaper moves in with a series of wicked chops that resonate throughout the entire arena.
Tricia Marks: Reaper has been taking it to Myers all match long. Is he just pacing himself, or is he letting everything out of the arsenal early?
Daemon: This is nothing to Reaper, the man is hardly even breaking a sweat. He is going to beat Myers then beat Lovecraft and walk out this building with the world title. I bet your pay check on it.
Tricia Marks: Hey wait a minute here.....
Reaper smiles and sneers at the crowd that is still booing him. Apparently the jeers of the fans are having the complete opposite effect on him. He grabs Myers and runs out of the corner, slamming Myers headfirst into the mat with an industrial-strength bulldog! Myers is motionless on the mat. Reaper points at the limp form of his opponent and lets out a loud whoop as if to instigate the crowd even more. It seems to have the effect he wants, as the crowd’s catcalls grow even louder. However, Reaper just laughs it off and goes back to work on Myers, picking him up by the hair as if to display his fallen opponent to the crowd in a defiant show of arrogance. He turns his focus back to the task at hand and begins delivering a series of phenomenal textbook suplexes to Myers… one… two… and finally he relents after the third suplex. Myers is barely able to stand, the blood slowly making its way from his head back down to the rest of his muscular body. The referee see's the blood and calls for the bell as Reaper smirks and raises his arms in the air as Myers leans against the rope.
Tricia Marks: What a one-sided win for Reaper…and he’s moving on to fight Lovecraft later on for the ACW Heavyweight Championship.I don’t know if you could call this a true display of wrestling at its finest, or just a flat-out beatdown.
Daemon: Oh yeah Tricia and he is moving on to fight Lovecraft NEXT, and that will be Lovecraft's advantage too. Reaper will be going from one match to another, Lovecraft has had time to rest and relax... but I still think Reaper is going to walk out with that belt Tricia
Regis Philbmin: And now for our main event, which is a Ladder match. The rules of which are simple, climb the ladder, and claim the title belt hanging from above. There is no time limit, and the winner will be declared the winner of the Title match at May to remember. Here are our particapants. First, from Frankston Texas, weighing in at 269 lbs, He is, REAPER!!
The golden pyro begins to spray as Unforgiven by Metallica begins to play. Reaper steps between the two columns of pyro and poses as he is hit with a mixture of boos and cheers from the crowd, though the cheers seem to be louder then the boos He struts down the ramp enters the ring and mounts the turnbuckle, striking another pose and yelling at the crowd. He then hops off, turns and leans against the turnbuckle and begins to look bored.
Daemon: Whoa, Reaper looks bored. I don't think he expects much from Lovecraft.
Tricia: And that could be a serious mistake, Daemon. Granted, Reaper got a victory over Eric Myers to advance here, but look at what Lovecraft did to Green Haired Frog earlier tonight. He didn't even break a sweat as he decimated the US Champion. If anyone's full ready for a match of this caliber, Lovecraft is the one. Reaper's got one hell of a reputation and he's a phenomenal wrestler, but never.. EVER.. count out Lovecraft.
Regis Philbmin: And his opponent, fighting out of Providence, Rhode Island, and wieghing in at 260 lbs, he is the Beast, LOVECRAFT!!
Sea of Lies by Symphony X begins to play as Lovecraft, with Mikou in tow, step out from the back and on to the stage, where Mikou strikes a pose, showing off Lovecraft who clenches his fist and glares at the Reaper, who looks back at Lovecraft cooly. Lovecraft and Mikou both begin to walk down the ramp and when they get to the ring Lovecraft slides in as Mikou takes a bow and walks around the ring and takes a seat at the commentators table. Lovecraft slams a fist into his chest 3 times, makes a belt motion around his waist and raises his arms high and roars as the crowd boos him almost unanimously.
Daemon: Man the crowd dislikes both these guys but are REALLY disliking Lovecraft tonight.
Tricia: It might be some blowback from earlier in the evening. We really saw a mean streak on Lovecraft's part. I don't think anyone has ever seen anything like that from him before. It surprised me, too. And here comes Mikou. I think she's going to join us for commentary tonight. Nice to see you again, Mikou. Here's your headset.
Mikou: Nice to see you, Tricia.
Lovecraft and Reaper go into the center of the ring. Both look up at the hanging title belt and then at each other. they both get right in each others faces, chests and foreheads touching as they glare at each other.
Daemon: Oh WOW this is so interesting... are they going to fight or have hot man muscle love here?
Mikou: Well both guys are just so intense, I guess they thought a stare down would be appropriate.
Tricia: Something tells me this won't last too long.
Reaper starts things off by viciously slapping Lovecraft in the face. Lovecraft reciprocates by punching Reaper sqaure in the jaw. Reaper staggers back, but quickly recovers enough to catch Lovecraft and tie up with him. Reaper tries to suplex Lovecraft but Lovecraft reverses it and snap suplexs Reaper. Lovecraft floats over so he is straddling Reaper's chest and begins to rain punch after punch on Reaper's head. Reaper rolls them over and begins to rain blows on Lovecraft's head.
Daemon: Oh this isn't a match, this is an all out fight, and I love it!
Tricia: A back alley brawl and a ladder match to boot. I don't think we expected anything less.
Lovecraft pushes Reaper off of him and gets to his feet quickly, Reaper is already at his feet and they launch at each other, throwing punch after punch at each other. Reaper hits Lovecraft in the gut, knocking the air out of him and knocks him to his knee's with a vicious double Axe handle to the back of his head. Reaper grabs Lovecraft's head, brings him to his feet, and then kicks him hard right in the balls.
Daemon: Oh GOD I think even I felt that!
Mikou: If Reaper thinks that is going to get him the win he is sadly mistaken. It takes more then a shot to the pills to stop my client. He's been through a lot worse than this.
Reaper picks up Lovecraft and whips him into the ropes, catching him with a textbook dropkick square to the chest, sending the Providence powerhouse to the mat. Reaper makes a move for the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring. He starts climbing.. but as he gets halfway up the ladder, Lovecraft gets back to his feet and mule kicks the ladder out from underneath Reaper! The metal drops to the mat, and Reaper lands right behind it. Lovecraft takes advantage of the situation and delivers a thunderous legdrop right on target. Reaper's face contorts in agony as he is crunched against the unforgiving steel ladder.
Daemon: Oh god that is gonna leave a mark, though with Reaper's puss I don't think it will be that noticeable! Is it to late to change the horse I'm backin?
Mikou: Hey, you said Reaper is going to win, Daemon. You might as well stick with him to the end, even though you have obviously chosen wrong.
Tricia: Don't pay attention to him, Mikou. You know this is nothing new to Daemon.
Lovecraft picks up Reaper and drops him with a short-arm clothesline, a smile crossing his face as he looks down at his fallen opponent and points to him, nodding his head as he grabs the ladder and sets it up in the corner, a tactic obviously not meant to win the matchup. With the ladder set up in the corner, Lovecraft picks up Reaper and whips him into the corner.. and straight for the ladder! However, Reaper reverses the whip and Lovecraft is the one being introduced to the steel.. the hard way! Lovecraft reels back after impacting the ladder.. and right into a lariat from Reaper! Reaper taunts the crowd a bit, getting the expected jeers from the fans, but he soon realizes the error of his ways as Lovecraft gets back to his feet and catches Reaper from behind with a reverse DDT that sends him down!
Daemon: Oh god that is a concussion maker right there, I think this may just be the end for the Reaper.
Mikou: I think you're jumping the gun there, Daemon. Though personally speaking, I think you may be right.
Tricia: I think we're about to find out...
Lovecraft gets to his feet and goes into the corner to grab the ladder onto his shoulder. He saits in the corner, waiting for the precise moment to strike, and as soon as Reaper gets back to his feet, Lovecraft rams him square in the face with the ladder!!! Reaper drops to the mat and Lovecraft sets up the ladder.. and he starts to climb! He's making his way up the ladder, but before he can get to the top, Reaper grabs his foot and pulls him down from the ladder.. HARD. Reaper grabs the ladder and pulls it down on top of Lovecraft! Reaper goes to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles.. is he going to.. YES! He jumps from the top rope looking for a suicide leg drop on top of the ladder, but before he lands, Lovecraft manages to roll out from underneath.. but Reaper, being unable to change direction in mid-flight, lands full force onto the ladder. howling in pain as the back of his leg makes impact with the metal!!!
Daemon: Oh god Lovecraft had that perfectly scouted, Reaper had to be an IDIOT to attempt a move like that.
Mikou: Well you win some you lose some Daemon and this time, Reaper lost that one.
Tricia: What impact! If Reaper doesn't need surgery after this one, I'll be shocked.
Lovecraft moves in quickly and clamps on a single-leg crab, leaning back, increasing the pressure on that injured leg... Reaper is tapping!! However, Lovecraft, realizing that a submission isn't going to win him the match, lets the hold go. He slides outside the ring and grabs a steel chair, bringing it into the ring and waiting in the corner.. measuring Reaper.. and as soon as Reaper manages to get to his feet, Lovecraft rushes him with the chair, but Reaper surprises him with a dropkick right square onto the chair, denting the metal as it makes impact with Lovecraft's face! Both men fall to the mat, Lovecraft trying to shake off the impact of that move, while Reaper is clutching at his leg. Lovecraft groggily gets to his feet and goes for the ladder, setting it up in the middle of the ring. He sets his foot on the ladder.. but Reaper has managed to get to his feet and he's starting to climb from the other side!!
Daemon: Thier both climbing to the top! They're both going to try for the belt... come on, Reaper! You can do it!
Tricia: This is it!!! Someone's going to become champion!
Mikou: Lovecraft!! Come on, Lovecraft!! This is yours! TAKE IT!
Both men are climbing the ladder....and they reach the top at the same time! Both Lovecraft and Reaper are pummeling each other at the top of the ladder, neither one able to secure the advantage.. until Lovecraft grabs Reaper by the hair and slams him face-first into the metal! The shot opens up a gash on Reaper's forehead, the blood starting to flow as Lovecraft grabs Reaper's head and grabs him with the free hand.. lifting him... SUPERPLEX!!!!!
Mikou: Oh, my God! Lovecraft!
Daemon: Oh my god.. I think they're both dead!
Both men lay motionless on the mat. Lovecraft is the first to get to his feet and he starts scaling the ladder.. Reaper is still motionless on the mat... Lovecraft is climbing.. he's at the top.. and he grabs the belt!!!!!
Daemon: HE DID IT! HE DID IT!
Regis Philbin: Here is your winner, the ACW world heavyweight champion of the world, The Beast, LOVECRAFT!
As Lovecraft holds his rips with one arm and Mikou holds Lovecraft's other arm up clutching the title belt in his hand, a figure with multi colored hair wearing cargo pants, hops from out the crowd and slides into the ring. He crouches behind Lovecraft, and when Lovecraft turns around, he grabs his neck, turns and drops him with a cutter. He then hops up on the top rope and flips, hitting the champ with a flipping senton.
Daemon: What the hell is this?! Who is that?
Tricia: I don't know, but look who's coming down to ringside..it's Evolution X!!!!
The man grabs the world title in one hand, grins and tosses it on Lovecraft's prone form and then makes belt motions. He turns and then high tails it out of the ring as Max Damage, Malicia Savage and Jordan Xander rush into the ring to help Lovecraft. The figure looks and smirks at them and then hops the rail and runs into the crowd. Max Damage goes to the ring announcer, demanding the microphone. .He grabs the mike and walks over to the ropes..
Max: HEY... that's right, you little coward, I'm talking to you. You think for one second that you can just walk in here and attack one of us? Do you think for ONE GODDAMN SECOND that you can take a potshot at a member of Evolution X and not expect any sort of retribution? Think again, you little prick. You've just started something that I don't think your scrawny ass is capable of finishing. Wolfman, I know damn well you're sitting in the back. You find out just who this punk is and you get him on a contract for next week. With ME. Kid, you're about to get an education at the school of hard knocks and ass kicking. You're going to learn a very hard lesson.. you screw with one of us, you screw with ALL OF US.
Jordan: She's Hungry.
Lovecraft smiles and nods. He then gets up and walks out of the Locker room as Jordan nods, the grin still on her face.
Tricia Marks: Wow, I think Frog better be worried, this match is going to be a Hardcore match, and Lovecraft's now loaded for well... Frog.
Daemon: Oh I know Tricia, Jordan has let Lovecraft use her faveorite weapon and it is going to get BLOODY. Oh man I can't wait! And I wont have to, that match is next!
Regis Philbmin: Our next match is one of the matches to determine the participants for the Ladder match to determine the winner of May to Remember and is a Hardcore Match where there is no disqualifications and falls count anywhere. Entering first, weighing in at 231 lbs, from Falkirk Scotland, he is the current reigning US Heavyweight champion, Green Haired Frog!
Tricia Marks: This match has been a long time in coming, Daemon. Ever since what happened at May To Remember when Lovecraft walked out on Frog, costing the two of them their tag team gold. Frog’s been talking a lot of smack these last couple of weeks, and now he’s going to have to pay the piper.
Daemon: Yeah but with the way Frog was running his mouth, it isn't surprising someone with Lovecraft's temperment walked out on him, Hell, I would have!
Awaken by Disturbed begins to play as Green Haired Frog comes out from the curtain and onto the ramp, the US title around his waist as he holds up his hand and yells to the crowd. He gets one step down the ramp when Lovecraft, wielding Precious, comes up behind him and smashes it across the back of Frog's skull with a sickening sounding crack.
Tricia Marks: So much for any hope of a wrestling match here. I knew as soon as Lovecraft showed up with Precious, this was going to get ugly.
Daemon: Lovecraft isn't even waiting for the bell to ring he is just taking it to Frog hard and fast.
Lovecraft proceeds to beat Frog on the ramp with Precious. Lovecraft then picks Frog up and drags him by his hair down the ramp. Lovecraft stops, grabs frog, puts him in the position for a Russian legsweep with Precious right on the back of Frog's neck, and drops back, driving Frog down hard.
Tricia Marks: Oh, my God! Lovecraft isn’t concerned with just winning this match; he wants to put Frog out of action for good!
Daemon: Oh Hell yeah! Haven't seen any good action like this in forever! KILL HIM Lovecraft!
Lovecraft picks Frog up again then knocks him back down with a vicious swing with the Kendo stick, bloodying Frog's face.
Daemon: YEAH THAT'S WHAT IM TALKIN BOUT!! BLOOD BABY BLOOD!!
Lovecraft walks over to the ring and sets Precious up on the mat. He then goes back, picks Frog up and drags him to the ring, then suddenly whips him hard into the stairs, flipping him up and over them with a loud crashing sound. Lovecraft slowly stalks towards the Fallen Green Haired Frog, as Frog tries to struggle to his feet, blood pouring from his head. Frog wobbles to his feet turns, gets a hard boot to the stomach and is snap suplexed hard to the mat. Lovecraft drags Frog to his feet, grabs his throat, his other hand on his thigh and lifts him up over his head in a Gorilla press, then drops Frog throat first into the Guard rail.
Lovecraft looks at the gasping and choking frog with disgust on his face. He then drags his thumb over his neck, grabs frog and throws him into the ring. As Frog lays face first on the mat, Lovecraft bounces off the rope and drops a leg on the back of Frog's head, following it up by wrapping his arms around Frog's head. Frog isn't even in the move a second before he is pounding the mat screaming at the top of his lungs and the referee calls for the bell.
Regis Philbmin: Here is your winner, LOVECRAFT!!
Lovecraft gets up, slides out of the ring and grabs two chairs then slides back in. As he does this Frog begins to get to his feet. Lovecraft quickly sends him to the mat with a vicious chair shot. He then grabs Frog's left leg and tangles it up in the chair, then sets Frog up a bit of a distance from the turnbuckle.
Tricia Marks: Oh, God...no… the match is over, Lovecraft… you’ve done your damage; you’ve made your point. Let him have a little bit of dignity at least.
Daemon: Screw dignity, Lets see some god damn carnage! End that punk's career!
Lovecraft, the other chair in hand, climbs to the top turnbuckle, aims himself then drops a leg, the chair under it, right on top of the chair entangled in Frog's leg. Frog screams as his leg snaps like a brittle twig. As Lovecraft does this Wolfman Jack comes out on the stage, gesturing towards the curtain and pointing at the ring. Out from the back comes Jordan Xander and Damage Inc, who run towards the ring.
Tricia Marks: No… not these three… anyone but these three. The rumors have been circulating that Jordan has been thinking about reforming Evolution X. If this is the crew she’s put together, the ACW will never be the same again.
Daemon: Oh I think it's more then rumors Tricia, I think this is the rebirth of the greatest team since the Four Horsemen. I give you Evolution X!
Jordan slides into the ring, gestures at Lovecraft and drags frog out of the ring, where Damage Inc each grabs a leg while Jordan, who is now joined by Lovecraft, grabs a shoulder. With Wolfman Jack leading the way they carry Frog up the ramp, onto the stage and into the back.
The camera follows them all through the back and out the back door, where there is garbage truck waiting. Wolfman Jack points to the truck and snarls.
Wolfman Jack: Throw that trash OUT of my Arena!
Evolution X grin and start to throw Frog into the truck when Wolfman Jack suddenly yells,
Wolfman Jack: Oh shit... wait… I almost forgot!!
They stop as Wolfman Jack runs up to them, grabs the US title belt from around Frog's waist and yanks it off. He then jerks his thumb at the garbage truck.
Wolfman Jack: Take out the trash.
They all nod and chuck Frog into the truck, brushing their hands and patting each other on the back.
Daemon: Man Tricia just two matches in and already we have had a dramatic removal of one wrestler and the introduction AND the severe thrashing of another! How could this night get any beter?
Tricia Marks: We still have out next match Daemon, a First blood match between Eric Myers and Reaper. I think they will put on a blockbuster of a match tonight.
Daemon: Oh no doubt. So lets get to this already!
Regis Philbin: Our next match is the second match to determin the particiapants in the Ladder match tonight. It is a first blood match, where the winner of the match is the man who makes his opponent bleed first. Introducing first, Eric Myers!
Voodoo by Godsmack begins to play as Eric Myers emerges from the back and walks to the ring, ignoring the fans as he enters the ring and immiedatly turns towards the stage, waiting for Reaper to appear.
Regis Philbin: And his opponent… from Frankston, Texas… he weighs in at two hundred and sixty nine pounds… he… is… REAPER!!!
The lights go out as a chime is heard. Then as gold sparkling pyro begins to shoot, we see Reaper walk out towards the ring as there is a mixture of cheers and boos coming form the fans. He is wearing black pants with red lighting on the sides, black bandana, blue sunglasses, black weightlifting belt on with the words, "REAPER" written in red, and black leather boots. As Reaper walks up the steel steps enters the ring, the fans begin to cheer loudly, with a few scattered boos.
Tricia Marks: The crowd seems a little hostile towards Reaper tonight. Although it’s not nearly as bad as what John Cena went through a couple of weeks ago at One Night Stand, it’s still got to weigh a little on Reaper’s mind.
Daemon: Oh no no where near as bad but Reaper doesn't give a damn what the fans think, all he cares about is showing everyone that HE was the winner of the title match at May to Remember.
The bell rings to signal the beginning of the match. Both men stare at each other from the opposing corners before making their way to the middle of the ring to lock up. Myers is the first to gain the advantage, turning the collar-elbow hookup into an armbar and bringing Reaper down to one knee. Myers puts on the pressure as Reaper slowly gets to his feet and reverses the armbar, grabbing Myers’ arm and pulling him forward to deliver a thunderous short-arm clothesline that send Myers to the mat quickly. Reaper follows it up with a quick elbow drop and goes for the cover.. one… Myers kicks out quickly. Reaper picks him up and delivers a textbook bodyslam that sends Myers right back down again. Reaper backs up against the ropes and goes in for a baseball slide, but Myers has the sense to get to his feet and avoid the rush. He takes advantage of the opportunity and drops a knee onto the fallen Reaper before going in for a cover of his own.
Tricia Marks: Myers is taking things to Reaper, and he had a shot at the win, but way too early.
Daemon: He's an idiot, he has to make his opponent BLEED, not pin him!
Myers and Reaper both get to their feet and stare at each other. Myers rushes in and catches Reaper unaware with a quick clothesline that sends him to the mat! Reaper gets up quickly and shakes off the impact, countering with an armdrag takedown when Myers tries for another shot. Myers hits the mat and Reaper turns the armdrag into a Fujiwara armbar, cranking back on the shoulder as Myers screams. The referee is checking for a submission, but Myers is shaking his head furiously, refusing to submit. He makes his way to a knee and slowly gets back to his feet, turning the armbar into a key lock and taking Reaper over, following up with a quick legdrop. He goes in for the cover... But Reaper pushes Myers off. Reaper gets to his feet and starts peppering Myers with a series of lefts and rights. Both men are exchanging shots, but Reaper manages to get the advantage, whipping Myers into the corner and rushing in to pound him with a devastating shoulder block! Myers slumps in the corner as Reaper moves in with a series of wicked chops that resonate throughout the entire arena.
Tricia Marks: Reaper has been taking it to Myers all match long. Is he just pacing himself, or is he letting everything out of the arsenal early?
Daemon: This is nothing to Reaper, the man is hardly even breaking a sweat. He is going to beat Myers then beat Lovecraft and walk out this building with the world title. I bet your pay check on it.
Tricia Marks: Hey wait a minute here.....
Reaper smiles and sneers at the crowd that is still booing him. Apparently the jeers of the fans are having the complete opposite effect on him. He grabs Myers and runs out of the corner, slamming Myers headfirst into the mat with an industrial-strength bulldog! Myers is motionless on the mat. Reaper points at the limp form of his opponent and lets out a loud whoop as if to instigate the crowd even more. It seems to have the effect he wants, as the crowd’s catcalls grow even louder. However, Reaper just laughs it off and goes back to work on Myers, picking him up by the hair as if to display his fallen opponent to the crowd in a defiant show of arrogance. He turns his focus back to the task at hand and begins delivering a series of phenomenal textbook suplexes to Myers… one… two… and finally he relents after the third suplex. Myers is barely able to stand, the blood slowly making its way from his head back down to the rest of his muscular body. The referee see's the blood and calls for the bell as Reaper smirks and raises his arms in the air as Myers leans against the rope.
Tricia Marks: What a one-sided win for Reaper…and he’s moving on to fight Lovecraft later on for the ACW Heavyweight Championship.I don’t know if you could call this a true display of wrestling at its finest, or just a flat-out beatdown.
Daemon: Oh yeah Tricia and he is moving on to fight Lovecraft NEXT, and that will be Lovecraft's advantage too. Reaper will be going from one match to another, Lovecraft has had time to rest and relax... but I still think Reaper is going to walk out with that belt Tricia
Regis Philbmin: And now for our main event, which is a Ladder match. The rules of which are simple, climb the ladder, and claim the title belt hanging from above. There is no time limit, and the winner will be declared the winner of the Title match at May to remember. Here are our particapants. First, from Frankston Texas, weighing in at 269 lbs, He is, REAPER!!
The golden pyro begins to spray as Unforgiven by Metallica begins to play. Reaper steps between the two columns of pyro and poses as he is hit with a mixture of boos and cheers from the crowd, though the cheers seem to be louder then the boos He struts down the ramp enters the ring and mounts the turnbuckle, striking another pose and yelling at the crowd. He then hops off, turns and leans against the turnbuckle and begins to look bored.
Daemon: Whoa, Reaper looks bored. I don't think he expects much from Lovecraft.
Tricia: And that could be a serious mistake, Daemon. Granted, Reaper got a victory over Eric Myers to advance here, but look at what Lovecraft did to Green Haired Frog earlier tonight. He didn't even break a sweat as he decimated the US Champion. If anyone's full ready for a match of this caliber, Lovecraft is the one. Reaper's got one hell of a reputation and he's a phenomenal wrestler, but never.. EVER.. count out Lovecraft.
Regis Philbmin: And his opponent, fighting out of Providence, Rhode Island, and wieghing in at 260 lbs, he is the Beast, LOVECRAFT!!
Sea of Lies by Symphony X begins to play as Lovecraft, with Mikou in tow, step out from the back and on to the stage, where Mikou strikes a pose, showing off Lovecraft who clenches his fist and glares at the Reaper, who looks back at Lovecraft cooly. Lovecraft and Mikou both begin to walk down the ramp and when they get to the ring Lovecraft slides in as Mikou takes a bow and walks around the ring and takes a seat at the commentators table. Lovecraft slams a fist into his chest 3 times, makes a belt motion around his waist and raises his arms high and roars as the crowd boos him almost unanimously.
Daemon: Man the crowd dislikes both these guys but are REALLY disliking Lovecraft tonight.
Tricia: It might be some blowback from earlier in the evening. We really saw a mean streak on Lovecraft's part. I don't think anyone has ever seen anything like that from him before. It surprised me, too. And here comes Mikou. I think she's going to join us for commentary tonight. Nice to see you again, Mikou. Here's your headset.
Mikou: Nice to see you, Tricia.
Lovecraft and Reaper go into the center of the ring. Both look up at the hanging title belt and then at each other. they both get right in each others faces, chests and foreheads touching as they glare at each other.
Daemon: Oh WOW this is so interesting... are they going to fight or have hot man muscle love here?
Mikou: Well both guys are just so intense, I guess they thought a stare down would be appropriate.
Tricia: Something tells me this won't last too long.
Reaper starts things off by viciously slapping Lovecraft in the face. Lovecraft reciprocates by punching Reaper sqaure in the jaw. Reaper staggers back, but quickly recovers enough to catch Lovecraft and tie up with him. Reaper tries to suplex Lovecraft but Lovecraft reverses it and snap suplexs Reaper. Lovecraft floats over so he is straddling Reaper's chest and begins to rain punch after punch on Reaper's head. Reaper rolls them over and begins to rain blows on Lovecraft's head.
Daemon: Oh this isn't a match, this is an all out fight, and I love it!
Tricia: A back alley brawl and a ladder match to boot. I don't think we expected anything less.
Lovecraft pushes Reaper off of him and gets to his feet quickly, Reaper is already at his feet and they launch at each other, throwing punch after punch at each other. Reaper hits Lovecraft in the gut, knocking the air out of him and knocks him to his knee's with a vicious double Axe handle to the back of his head. Reaper grabs Lovecraft's head, brings him to his feet, and then kicks him hard right in the balls.
Daemon: Oh GOD I think even I felt that!
Mikou: If Reaper thinks that is going to get him the win he is sadly mistaken. It takes more then a shot to the pills to stop my client. He's been through a lot worse than this.
Reaper picks up Lovecraft and whips him into the ropes, catching him with a textbook dropkick square to the chest, sending the Providence powerhouse to the mat. Reaper makes a move for the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring. He starts climbing.. but as he gets halfway up the ladder, Lovecraft gets back to his feet and mule kicks the ladder out from underneath Reaper! The metal drops to the mat, and Reaper lands right behind it. Lovecraft takes advantage of the situation and delivers a thunderous legdrop right on target. Reaper's face contorts in agony as he is crunched against the unforgiving steel ladder.
Daemon: Oh god that is gonna leave a mark, though with Reaper's puss I don't think it will be that noticeable! Is it to late to change the horse I'm backin?
Mikou: Hey, you said Reaper is going to win, Daemon. You might as well stick with him to the end, even though you have obviously chosen wrong.
Tricia: Don't pay attention to him, Mikou. You know this is nothing new to Daemon.
Lovecraft picks up Reaper and drops him with a short-arm clothesline, a smile crossing his face as he looks down at his fallen opponent and points to him, nodding his head as he grabs the ladder and sets it up in the corner, a tactic obviously not meant to win the matchup. With the ladder set up in the corner, Lovecraft picks up Reaper and whips him into the corner.. and straight for the ladder! However, Reaper reverses the whip and Lovecraft is the one being introduced to the steel.. the hard way! Lovecraft reels back after impacting the ladder.. and right into a lariat from Reaper! Reaper taunts the crowd a bit, getting the expected jeers from the fans, but he soon realizes the error of his ways as Lovecraft gets back to his feet and catches Reaper from behind with a reverse DDT that sends him down!
Daemon: Oh god that is a concussion maker right there, I think this may just be the end for the Reaper.
Mikou: I think you're jumping the gun there, Daemon. Though personally speaking, I think you may be right.
Tricia: I think we're about to find out...
Lovecraft gets to his feet and goes into the corner to grab the ladder onto his shoulder. He saits in the corner, waiting for the precise moment to strike, and as soon as Reaper gets back to his feet, Lovecraft rams him square in the face with the ladder!!! Reaper drops to the mat and Lovecraft sets up the ladder.. and he starts to climb! He's making his way up the ladder, but before he can get to the top, Reaper grabs his foot and pulls him down from the ladder.. HARD. Reaper grabs the ladder and pulls it down on top of Lovecraft! Reaper goes to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles.. is he going to.. YES! He jumps from the top rope looking for a suicide leg drop on top of the ladder, but before he lands, Lovecraft manages to roll out from underneath.. but Reaper, being unable to change direction in mid-flight, lands full force onto the ladder. howling in pain as the back of his leg makes impact with the metal!!!
Daemon: Oh god Lovecraft had that perfectly scouted, Reaper had to be an IDIOT to attempt a move like that.
Mikou: Well you win some you lose some Daemon and this time, Reaper lost that one.
Tricia: What impact! If Reaper doesn't need surgery after this one, I'll be shocked.
Lovecraft moves in quickly and clamps on a single-leg crab, leaning back, increasing the pressure on that injured leg... Reaper is tapping!! However, Lovecraft, realizing that a submission isn't going to win him the match, lets the hold go. He slides outside the ring and grabs a steel chair, bringing it into the ring and waiting in the corner.. measuring Reaper.. and as soon as Reaper manages to get to his feet, Lovecraft rushes him with the chair, but Reaper surprises him with a dropkick right square onto the chair, denting the metal as it makes impact with Lovecraft's face! Both men fall to the mat, Lovecraft trying to shake off the impact of that move, while Reaper is clutching at his leg. Lovecraft groggily gets to his feet and goes for the ladder, setting it up in the middle of the ring. He sets his foot on the ladder.. but Reaper has managed to get to his feet and he's starting to climb from the other side!!
Daemon: Thier both climbing to the top! They're both going to try for the belt... come on, Reaper! You can do it!
Tricia: This is it!!! Someone's going to become champion!
Mikou: Lovecraft!! Come on, Lovecraft!! This is yours! TAKE IT!
Both men are climbing the ladder....and they reach the top at the same time! Both Lovecraft and Reaper are pummeling each other at the top of the ladder, neither one able to secure the advantage.. until Lovecraft grabs Reaper by the hair and slams him face-first into the metal! The shot opens up a gash on Reaper's forehead, the blood starting to flow as Lovecraft grabs Reaper's head and grabs him with the free hand.. lifting him... SUPERPLEX!!!!!
Mikou: Oh, my God! Lovecraft!
Daemon: Oh my god.. I think they're both dead!
Both men lay motionless on the mat. Lovecraft is the first to get to his feet and he starts scaling the ladder.. Reaper is still motionless on the mat... Lovecraft is climbing.. he's at the top.. and he grabs the belt!!!!!
Daemon: HE DID IT! HE DID IT!
Regis Philbin: Here is your winner, the ACW world heavyweight champion of the world, The Beast, LOVECRAFT!
As Lovecraft holds his rips with one arm and Mikou holds Lovecraft's other arm up clutching the title belt in his hand, a figure with multi colored hair wearing cargo pants, hops from out the crowd and slides into the ring. He crouches behind Lovecraft, and when Lovecraft turns around, he grabs his neck, turns and drops him with a cutter. He then hops up on the top rope and flips, hitting the champ with a flipping senton.
Daemon: What the hell is this?! Who is that?
Tricia: I don't know, but look who's coming down to ringside..it's Evolution X!!!!
The man grabs the world title in one hand, grins and tosses it on Lovecraft's prone form and then makes belt motions. He turns and then high tails it out of the ring as Max Damage, Malicia Savage and Jordan Xander rush into the ring to help Lovecraft. The figure looks and smirks at them and then hops the rail and runs into the crowd. Max Damage goes to the ring announcer, demanding the microphone. .He grabs the mike and walks over to the ropes..
Max: HEY... that's right, you little coward, I'm talking to you. You think for one second that you can just walk in here and attack one of us? Do you think for ONE GODDAMN SECOND that you can take a potshot at a member of Evolution X and not expect any sort of retribution? Think again, you little prick. You've just started something that I don't think your scrawny ass is capable of finishing. Wolfman, I know damn well you're sitting in the back. You find out just who this punk is and you get him on a contract for next week. With ME. Kid, you're about to get an education at the school of hard knocks and ass kicking. You're going to learn a very hard lesson.. you screw with one of us, you screw with ALL OF US.