Post by Simon on Dec 1, 2010 9:27:14 GMT -5
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Orange is a match
RoP presents Meltdown
11/29/2010
Coyote Ugly Saloon
San Antonio, TX
Attendance: 400
The show opens in Simon's office. Simon is sitting down at his desk looking at some papers. Suddenly, as if he could feel the eyes focused on him, he looks up and see's Terry Marvin standing right there. Terry looks extremely calm and has a huge smile on his face.
TM: "Hi Simon, how are ya?"
SS: "Umm.... Hi. Is there something I can help you with?"
TM: "Well as a matter of fact, there is. See, I was wondering if you'd be so gracious, given the travesty that took place at Wrevolution, and do the right thing. "
Terry paces along Simon's Desk while Simon looks up at him confused.
SS: "The right thing?"
TM: "You know... GIVE ME MY FUCKING TITLE WHICH I RIGHTFULLY EARNED!!!!"
SS: "Okay, calm down. You know I can't do that."
TM: "You cant? Or you WONT? You saw the same match I did, I destroyed Deas... I had him pinned to the mat... I DESERVED to win that match. But your brain dead referee COUNTED THE WRONG PIN!"
SS: "Look, the referee's decision is final. I can't do anything about it."
TM: "Are you sure that's the decision you want to make? Keep in mind that there may be DIRE consequences if this is the path you CHOOSE to take."
SS: "Are you threatening me? Again?"
TM: "That's a hard question to answer isn't it? See yes, I am making a threat. But no...I am not threatening you directly. I'm just letting you know that if you want to keep the blood off your hands... you will DO THE RIGHT THING."
SS: "Look, you'll get your chance again alright? You'll get it very soon. But right now, there's nothing I can do."
Terry glares a hole through Simon before finally walking away.
TL: The following contest is your opening bout of the evening and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first……….on his way to the ring, “The Australian Sensation” Levinator!
“My Way” plays as the big, cocky Aussie mouths off to fans at ringside and walks to the ring.
SP: Lev has been in a rut as of late, losing almost all of his matches for the last few months. He’s looked at as Simon’s enforcer but with the Syn City Syndicate’s future in question, can he break out on his own?
AS: My magic 8 ball says no, Stu.
TL: And his opponent…….he is “The Shining Star” Anthony Royal!
“I Came to Play” starts to blare through the arena and Royal cockily walks out from the back to boos. He gets down to the ringside area and seems to hype himself up for the match before sliding into the ring and going right after Lev.
SP: I was in the Make Your Moment match at Wrevolution and I saw first hand how talented Royal is. He didn’t win the match, Paige did, but I’ll be damned if this guy isn’t destined for great things in RoP.
AS: Here we go, he’s wasting no time in going after Lev. Probably a good strategy given the size he’s giving up here.
Royal nails some shots to Lev’s jaw before he runs into the ropes and goes for a springboard elbow on him. Lev catches him and sends him forward into the ropes and he goes for a big boot on the rebound. Royal ducks, springs off the ropes on the other side of the ring and nails a flying spinning heel kick that takes Lev down. Lev can barely even start to get up before Royal rushes into the ropes and leaps onto the second rope to come back with a moonsault on Lev. He hooks the big man’s legs and goes for the cover. One………Two! No! Lev kicks out. Royal lifts him up and Levinator responds by breaking free of his grip and grabbing him by the neck. Royal’s eyes are wide as Lev lifts him up and nails a choke slam. It shakes the ring and Lev collapses on him and goes for a cover. One………Two! Now it’s Royal’s turn to get a shoulder up. Lev gets to his feet and slowly pulls Royal up. He nails some clubbing blows to the back of his head, then rockets him into a corner, though Royal steps up onto the top rope and leaps back at Lev with a cross body as the big man charges after him. Lev goes down, but gets up quickly. Royal is up as well, but gets booted in the gut and Lev reels him in for a power bomb. Royal rolls down his back and then gets his arm between Le’s legs and rolls him over after a brief struggle. The ref gets down and counts. One………..Two…………Three!
TL: Here is your winner, ANTHONY ROYAL!
AS: What in the hell? He did it! He scored the win over Lev! Color me not shocked, but it’s still a hell of a win, ain’t it?
SP: Anthony Royal is back to his winning ways and who knows what will come from this, Artie? I see gold in this kid’s future and most likely sooner than later.
The scene opens in a locker room. We see Shadow standing there staring at the wall. Meanwhile, Paige is bent over a body laying in a pool of blood. She is checking on the man.
Paige: JC, JC are you alright.
Shadow: That Son of a Bitch.
Paige looks up to see what Shadow is talking about. They both look on the wall to see the following written in blood...assumedly JC's blood.
WRONG CHOICE BITCH!!!!
TL: The following match is set for one fall.
"Who's to know if your Soul will fade at all?
The One you sold to fool the world.
You lost your self-esteem along the way, yeah"
As "Fake It" by Seether picks up, Anilya walks from behind the curtain and into a roar of boos and "You suck" chants. She smirks as sticks her middle finger in the air and stops.
Loveheart: From Chicago, Illinois, weighing 127 pounds, Anilya!
Anilya resumes walking to the ring and gets in. She turns and stares at Traci and chases her out of the ring. She removes her shirt, revealing her black wrestling bra tights and walks over to a turnbuckle and rests her back on it.
AS: Well, Mick Garrity, Anilya has come back to RoP and so far her return has been rather quiet. This match provides a chance for her to get back on track toward some gold.
MG: Indeed it is. She was in the match to crown the first Southwestern Heavyweight Champion and has been a constant in the company. I think that if she puts her mind into it now, this could be her chance to shine.
TL: And her opponent……..from Darlington, England….”England’s Favourite Wrestler” Stu-E Price!
“Kashmir” plays as Stu walks out from the back with Sofia on his arm to cheers. He makes his way down to the ring and then leaves Sofia at the bottom of the ring steps as he climbs up to the ring.
AS: My boy Stu suffered a set back on his own comeback of sorts two weeks ago at Wrevolution but he’s back and looking for a big W here.
MG: Both of these combatants need a win but only one can get it. Such is the nature of this business, right?
The bell rings and Anilya and Stu lock up. Stu gets Anilya in the corner, then whips her across the ring, but she steps onto the middle turnbuckle and then comes back at him with a clothesline attempt. He ducks this and Anilya seems to stop dead in her tracks. As Stu turns to face her, she leaps up and backward with a pele kick to his skull. Stu stumbles into the ropes and then staggers right into an armdrag from Anilya that sends him to the bar room floor. He looks up just as Anilya takes a running start and leaps over the top rope with a cork screw that takes him down and gets a pop from the fans. She gets up and rolls Stu into the ring before she climbs onto the apron and then leaps over with a slingshot leg drop across his throat. She hooks a leg for a cover. One………Two! Stu gets a shoulder up!
AS: Stu getting a shoulder up and my god, Anilya brought her A game here tonight. I haven’t seen her this fired up in forever.
MG: It seems that maybe even Stu didn’t expect it judging from the way he’s down on his back at the moment.
Anilya pulls Stu to a sitting position and nails some stiff kicks to his chest and back before she nails a spinning kick to his jaw. Stu stumbles back and toward the ropes. He pulls himself up to his feet and Anilya stays on him with some shots. She backs up a few steps and goes for a heel kick to Stu’s chest, but he ducks it. She turns and he nails a stiff uppercut shot to her jaw that sends her back against the ropes. He springs into action looking for a Price Tag, but Anilya ducks it and spins Stu around. In a flash, Stu jumps up, grabs her and plants her face first into the mat with a Stun Cutter from literally out of nowhere! He rolls her over and hooks a leg. One……………Two……………Three!
TL: Here is your winner, STU-E PRICE!
As her match finished, Anilya is standing in the ring furious over the decision the referee made. She walks over to him and begins shouting in his face, then lands a hard punch at his face, then shoves him out of the ring.
Price (Out of breath): I never expected her to... turn on the referee on the match. I'll be back in a bit.
Strong: YO, STINKY! Take a damn shower, then continue your commentary.
"Welcome to the Family" by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play as the Red Dragons walk out from the back. They reach the ring and look at Anilya who stares at them, trying to calm down. They begin to surround Anilya and Deflar performs a motion, which causes Rich to attack her. Deflar motions for the other two to attack her, then he leaves the ring and grabs various weapons. He places them in the ring and each member of the Red Dragons grab different styles and begin to unleash assaults on her. Deflar orders them to move out of the way, then orders Rich to pick Anilya up by her hair. As Anilya is forced to her feet, Deflar uses a barbed wire bat on her face, and begins to slice it, making her bleed, taking small chunks of skin as well. He makes a nod and Rich grabs her left arm and begins pulling backwards. Shortly after, the sound of a bone snapping and Anilya screaming is heard as the crowd, who was booing the attack, goes silent.
Strong: What the hell are they doing?! SECURITY, GET OUT HERE!
Rich grabs her right arm and does the same, the sound of bone snapping is heard once again as Anilya continues to scream and cry as her arms are now broken. Rich slams her down to the ground and Tank, with a sledgehammer in hand, sends it down, without his hand protecting the hammer part, onto Anilya's left forearm, and she begins to scream louder as Tank does the same to her right forearm. Alimus walks to her legs and uses a chair and repeatedly assaults her legs. Deflar grabs a brass knuckle and puts it on his right knuckle and then lifts Anilya's head. He mutters a curse at her, then hits her hard in the face, and her screaming stops. Security and police arrive and restrain the Red Dragons, and escort them out in handcuffs. Shortly after, a woman's laugh is heard.
Woman's Voice: The war between Anilya and Simon Sensation is over. While the victory, by all appearances, goes to the Syn City Syndicate, it goes to the Red Dragons, for they had the power and opportunities to end the war from the start. Ms. Anilya didn't know what she was thinking when she asked Deflar to aid her. This was my plan from the start. No one can order the Red Dragons around, not even me for I merely guide them. Simon, if you saw this, then be glad the Red Dragons did you a service.
Backstage staff run out and check on Anilya, who lies motionless in the ring, bleeding. Price runs out, still in his wrestling attire and slides into the ring to check on his former opponent. The staff motion for a stretcher as the camera shows the crowd silent and concerned, some with their hands over their mouths. Price helps the staff carefully move Anilya to the stretcher and immediately apply bandages to stop the bleeding, then rush to the back of the place to get Anilya to the nearest hospital. Shortly after, Price leaves the ring and returns to the back, now covered in some blood, shaking his head over the attack that had just occurred.
Strong: While I applaud the Red Dragons for finally taking out that loud mouth of a woman, I dont' applaud what they did to do so. While I've no love for the woman, I don't like seeing people get blatently injured or nearly killed. I just hope that she can recover from this. Don't get me wrong, ladies and gents, I dont like her, but we all know there's a limit to how much we can hate someone who busts their ass in the ring.
The backstage staff come out from the back and quickly begin to clean up Anilya's blood as Traci Loveheart stands outside the ring, fighting the fear that has began to take hold of her. The staff clean up much of the blood and leave the ring as Traci enters the ring, grabbing her mouth, trying to keep the fear in check.
In the back, Lucas Sensation is standing by with Simon Sensation.
Simon: Hope you enjoy your match with Terry, Luke.
Lucas glares at Simon and shakes his head.
Lucas: You know what, you weasely son of a bitch, I will. I know you made this match hoping that your “boy” Terry would hurt me, but you know what, nothing’s gonna happen. You’re still going to be my bitch after this match just like you are now.
Simon bites his lip at this and then shakes his head.
Simon: Come on, I can’t believe you’re going through with this. You know I wouldn’t have released you if you lost to me…..
Lucas cackles with laughter.
Lucas: That’s bullshit, man. You know it is. You made that match at Wrevolution because you wanted me gone, but I’m still here and that’s not going to chance after this match against Terry. I know that I’ve been making you open doors for me and get me water since I beat you two weeks ago but that’s going to change next week.
Simon raises an eyebrow.
Simon: Why? What are you doing?
Lucas chuckles and then pokes Simon in the chest.
Lucas: It’s what you’re doing. I’ve put through a contract for a match next Meltdown that will pit you and I against the team of DJ Clay and Adam Linn that you WILL sign. I know you don’t want to team with me and the feeling is mutual, I can tell you that much. But this is a warm up of sorts.
Simon seems even more confused.
Simon: Wait, back up, a warm up?
Lucas nods.
Lucas: Yeah, you know the little Meltdown: Final Clash 2010 show to close out the year for us? How you’re having a lethal lottery tournament with teams drawn at random facing off against each other all night and advancing to a battle royal in the main event? Well all of the teams are going to be chosen at random, but I made an exception for myself. I entered you and me as a team into that event. The first team in to be exact.
Simon seems to take a deep breath as he places both of his hands over his face out of frustration.
Lucas: Hey, don’t worry. It just so happens that Final Clash 2010 will also be your last night as my bitch. But until then, I hope you’re ready for a wild ride because I plan on making you eat the words that you’ve been spewing out from behind those cronies of yours in the Syndicate lately. Just sit back and watch…….I told you I’d take down the Syndicate. I took down you and rendered you powerless and tonight, in just a minute…….I will take down Terry Marvin, your golden boy.
He smirks and laughs.
Lucas: Don’t forget to be watching on the monitor, Si. It’s going to seem like déjà vu, Wrevolution all over again for you………..
With that, he walks off and Simon is fuming as he shakes his head.
Orange is a match
RoP presents Meltdown
11/29/2010
Coyote Ugly Saloon
San Antonio, TX
Attendance: 400
The show opens in Simon's office. Simon is sitting down at his desk looking at some papers. Suddenly, as if he could feel the eyes focused on him, he looks up and see's Terry Marvin standing right there. Terry looks extremely calm and has a huge smile on his face.
TM: "Hi Simon, how are ya?"
SS: "Umm.... Hi. Is there something I can help you with?"
TM: "Well as a matter of fact, there is. See, I was wondering if you'd be so gracious, given the travesty that took place at Wrevolution, and do the right thing. "
Terry paces along Simon's Desk while Simon looks up at him confused.
SS: "The right thing?"
TM: "You know... GIVE ME MY FUCKING TITLE WHICH I RIGHTFULLY EARNED!!!!"
SS: "Okay, calm down. You know I can't do that."
TM: "You cant? Or you WONT? You saw the same match I did, I destroyed Deas... I had him pinned to the mat... I DESERVED to win that match. But your brain dead referee COUNTED THE WRONG PIN!"
SS: "Look, the referee's decision is final. I can't do anything about it."
TM: "Are you sure that's the decision you want to make? Keep in mind that there may be DIRE consequences if this is the path you CHOOSE to take."
SS: "Are you threatening me? Again?"
TM: "That's a hard question to answer isn't it? See yes, I am making a threat. But no...I am not threatening you directly. I'm just letting you know that if you want to keep the blood off your hands... you will DO THE RIGHT THING."
SS: "Look, you'll get your chance again alright? You'll get it very soon. But right now, there's nothing I can do."
Terry glares a hole through Simon before finally walking away.
TL: The following contest is your opening bout of the evening and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first……….on his way to the ring, “The Australian Sensation” Levinator!
“My Way” plays as the big, cocky Aussie mouths off to fans at ringside and walks to the ring.
SP: Lev has been in a rut as of late, losing almost all of his matches for the last few months. He’s looked at as Simon’s enforcer but with the Syn City Syndicate’s future in question, can he break out on his own?
AS: My magic 8 ball says no, Stu.
TL: And his opponent…….he is “The Shining Star” Anthony Royal!
“I Came to Play” starts to blare through the arena and Royal cockily walks out from the back to boos. He gets down to the ringside area and seems to hype himself up for the match before sliding into the ring and going right after Lev.
SP: I was in the Make Your Moment match at Wrevolution and I saw first hand how talented Royal is. He didn’t win the match, Paige did, but I’ll be damned if this guy isn’t destined for great things in RoP.
AS: Here we go, he’s wasting no time in going after Lev. Probably a good strategy given the size he’s giving up here.
Royal nails some shots to Lev’s jaw before he runs into the ropes and goes for a springboard elbow on him. Lev catches him and sends him forward into the ropes and he goes for a big boot on the rebound. Royal ducks, springs off the ropes on the other side of the ring and nails a flying spinning heel kick that takes Lev down. Lev can barely even start to get up before Royal rushes into the ropes and leaps onto the second rope to come back with a moonsault on Lev. He hooks the big man’s legs and goes for the cover. One………Two! No! Lev kicks out. Royal lifts him up and Levinator responds by breaking free of his grip and grabbing him by the neck. Royal’s eyes are wide as Lev lifts him up and nails a choke slam. It shakes the ring and Lev collapses on him and goes for a cover. One………Two! Now it’s Royal’s turn to get a shoulder up. Lev gets to his feet and slowly pulls Royal up. He nails some clubbing blows to the back of his head, then rockets him into a corner, though Royal steps up onto the top rope and leaps back at Lev with a cross body as the big man charges after him. Lev goes down, but gets up quickly. Royal is up as well, but gets booted in the gut and Lev reels him in for a power bomb. Royal rolls down his back and then gets his arm between Le’s legs and rolls him over after a brief struggle. The ref gets down and counts. One………..Two…………Three!
TL: Here is your winner, ANTHONY ROYAL!
AS: What in the hell? He did it! He scored the win over Lev! Color me not shocked, but it’s still a hell of a win, ain’t it?
SP: Anthony Royal is back to his winning ways and who knows what will come from this, Artie? I see gold in this kid’s future and most likely sooner than later.
The scene opens in a locker room. We see Shadow standing there staring at the wall. Meanwhile, Paige is bent over a body laying in a pool of blood. She is checking on the man.
Paige: JC, JC are you alright.
Shadow: That Son of a Bitch.
Paige looks up to see what Shadow is talking about. They both look on the wall to see the following written in blood...assumedly JC's blood.
WRONG CHOICE BITCH!!!!
TL: The following match is set for one fall.
"Who's to know if your Soul will fade at all?
The One you sold to fool the world.
You lost your self-esteem along the way, yeah"
As "Fake It" by Seether picks up, Anilya walks from behind the curtain and into a roar of boos and "You suck" chants. She smirks as sticks her middle finger in the air and stops.
Loveheart: From Chicago, Illinois, weighing 127 pounds, Anilya!
Anilya resumes walking to the ring and gets in. She turns and stares at Traci and chases her out of the ring. She removes her shirt, revealing her black wrestling bra tights and walks over to a turnbuckle and rests her back on it.
AS: Well, Mick Garrity, Anilya has come back to RoP and so far her return has been rather quiet. This match provides a chance for her to get back on track toward some gold.
MG: Indeed it is. She was in the match to crown the first Southwestern Heavyweight Champion and has been a constant in the company. I think that if she puts her mind into it now, this could be her chance to shine.
TL: And her opponent……..from Darlington, England….”England’s Favourite Wrestler” Stu-E Price!
“Kashmir” plays as Stu walks out from the back with Sofia on his arm to cheers. He makes his way down to the ring and then leaves Sofia at the bottom of the ring steps as he climbs up to the ring.
AS: My boy Stu suffered a set back on his own comeback of sorts two weeks ago at Wrevolution but he’s back and looking for a big W here.
MG: Both of these combatants need a win but only one can get it. Such is the nature of this business, right?
The bell rings and Anilya and Stu lock up. Stu gets Anilya in the corner, then whips her across the ring, but she steps onto the middle turnbuckle and then comes back at him with a clothesline attempt. He ducks this and Anilya seems to stop dead in her tracks. As Stu turns to face her, she leaps up and backward with a pele kick to his skull. Stu stumbles into the ropes and then staggers right into an armdrag from Anilya that sends him to the bar room floor. He looks up just as Anilya takes a running start and leaps over the top rope with a cork screw that takes him down and gets a pop from the fans. She gets up and rolls Stu into the ring before she climbs onto the apron and then leaps over with a slingshot leg drop across his throat. She hooks a leg for a cover. One………Two! Stu gets a shoulder up!
AS: Stu getting a shoulder up and my god, Anilya brought her A game here tonight. I haven’t seen her this fired up in forever.
MG: It seems that maybe even Stu didn’t expect it judging from the way he’s down on his back at the moment.
Anilya pulls Stu to a sitting position and nails some stiff kicks to his chest and back before she nails a spinning kick to his jaw. Stu stumbles back and toward the ropes. He pulls himself up to his feet and Anilya stays on him with some shots. She backs up a few steps and goes for a heel kick to Stu’s chest, but he ducks it. She turns and he nails a stiff uppercut shot to her jaw that sends her back against the ropes. He springs into action looking for a Price Tag, but Anilya ducks it and spins Stu around. In a flash, Stu jumps up, grabs her and plants her face first into the mat with a Stun Cutter from literally out of nowhere! He rolls her over and hooks a leg. One……………Two……………Three!
TL: Here is your winner, STU-E PRICE!
As her match finished, Anilya is standing in the ring furious over the decision the referee made. She walks over to him and begins shouting in his face, then lands a hard punch at his face, then shoves him out of the ring.
Price (Out of breath): I never expected her to... turn on the referee on the match. I'll be back in a bit.
Strong: YO, STINKY! Take a damn shower, then continue your commentary.
"Welcome to the Family" by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play as the Red Dragons walk out from the back. They reach the ring and look at Anilya who stares at them, trying to calm down. They begin to surround Anilya and Deflar performs a motion, which causes Rich to attack her. Deflar motions for the other two to attack her, then he leaves the ring and grabs various weapons. He places them in the ring and each member of the Red Dragons grab different styles and begin to unleash assaults on her. Deflar orders them to move out of the way, then orders Rich to pick Anilya up by her hair. As Anilya is forced to her feet, Deflar uses a barbed wire bat on her face, and begins to slice it, making her bleed, taking small chunks of skin as well. He makes a nod and Rich grabs her left arm and begins pulling backwards. Shortly after, the sound of a bone snapping and Anilya screaming is heard as the crowd, who was booing the attack, goes silent.
Strong: What the hell are they doing?! SECURITY, GET OUT HERE!
Rich grabs her right arm and does the same, the sound of bone snapping is heard once again as Anilya continues to scream and cry as her arms are now broken. Rich slams her down to the ground and Tank, with a sledgehammer in hand, sends it down, without his hand protecting the hammer part, onto Anilya's left forearm, and she begins to scream louder as Tank does the same to her right forearm. Alimus walks to her legs and uses a chair and repeatedly assaults her legs. Deflar grabs a brass knuckle and puts it on his right knuckle and then lifts Anilya's head. He mutters a curse at her, then hits her hard in the face, and her screaming stops. Security and police arrive and restrain the Red Dragons, and escort them out in handcuffs. Shortly after, a woman's laugh is heard.
Woman's Voice: The war between Anilya and Simon Sensation is over. While the victory, by all appearances, goes to the Syn City Syndicate, it goes to the Red Dragons, for they had the power and opportunities to end the war from the start. Ms. Anilya didn't know what she was thinking when she asked Deflar to aid her. This was my plan from the start. No one can order the Red Dragons around, not even me for I merely guide them. Simon, if you saw this, then be glad the Red Dragons did you a service.
Backstage staff run out and check on Anilya, who lies motionless in the ring, bleeding. Price runs out, still in his wrestling attire and slides into the ring to check on his former opponent. The staff motion for a stretcher as the camera shows the crowd silent and concerned, some with their hands over their mouths. Price helps the staff carefully move Anilya to the stretcher and immediately apply bandages to stop the bleeding, then rush to the back of the place to get Anilya to the nearest hospital. Shortly after, Price leaves the ring and returns to the back, now covered in some blood, shaking his head over the attack that had just occurred.
Strong: While I applaud the Red Dragons for finally taking out that loud mouth of a woman, I dont' applaud what they did to do so. While I've no love for the woman, I don't like seeing people get blatently injured or nearly killed. I just hope that she can recover from this. Don't get me wrong, ladies and gents, I dont like her, but we all know there's a limit to how much we can hate someone who busts their ass in the ring.
The backstage staff come out from the back and quickly begin to clean up Anilya's blood as Traci Loveheart stands outside the ring, fighting the fear that has began to take hold of her. The staff clean up much of the blood and leave the ring as Traci enters the ring, grabbing her mouth, trying to keep the fear in check.
In the back, Lucas Sensation is standing by with Simon Sensation.
Simon: Hope you enjoy your match with Terry, Luke.
Lucas glares at Simon and shakes his head.
Lucas: You know what, you weasely son of a bitch, I will. I know you made this match hoping that your “boy” Terry would hurt me, but you know what, nothing’s gonna happen. You’re still going to be my bitch after this match just like you are now.
Simon bites his lip at this and then shakes his head.
Simon: Come on, I can’t believe you’re going through with this. You know I wouldn’t have released you if you lost to me…..
Lucas cackles with laughter.
Lucas: That’s bullshit, man. You know it is. You made that match at Wrevolution because you wanted me gone, but I’m still here and that’s not going to chance after this match against Terry. I know that I’ve been making you open doors for me and get me water since I beat you two weeks ago but that’s going to change next week.
Simon raises an eyebrow.
Simon: Why? What are you doing?
Lucas chuckles and then pokes Simon in the chest.
Lucas: It’s what you’re doing. I’ve put through a contract for a match next Meltdown that will pit you and I against the team of DJ Clay and Adam Linn that you WILL sign. I know you don’t want to team with me and the feeling is mutual, I can tell you that much. But this is a warm up of sorts.
Simon seems even more confused.
Simon: Wait, back up, a warm up?
Lucas nods.
Lucas: Yeah, you know the little Meltdown: Final Clash 2010 show to close out the year for us? How you’re having a lethal lottery tournament with teams drawn at random facing off against each other all night and advancing to a battle royal in the main event? Well all of the teams are going to be chosen at random, but I made an exception for myself. I entered you and me as a team into that event. The first team in to be exact.
Simon seems to take a deep breath as he places both of his hands over his face out of frustration.
Lucas: Hey, don’t worry. It just so happens that Final Clash 2010 will also be your last night as my bitch. But until then, I hope you’re ready for a wild ride because I plan on making you eat the words that you’ve been spewing out from behind those cronies of yours in the Syndicate lately. Just sit back and watch…….I told you I’d take down the Syndicate. I took down you and rendered you powerless and tonight, in just a minute…….I will take down Terry Marvin, your golden boy.
He smirks and laughs.
Lucas: Don’t forget to be watching on the monitor, Si. It’s going to seem like déjà vu, Wrevolution all over again for you………..
With that, he walks off and Simon is fuming as he shakes his head.