Post by dylanblack on Oct 31, 2022 19:39:19 GMT -6
ANONYMOUS XTREME WRESTLING PRESENTS:
..::ROAD TO RUMBLE::..
Live from The Garage, Glasgow, Scotland
April 8th 2019
11 P.M - On The XHF Network
..::ROAD TO RUMBLE::..
Live from The Garage, Glasgow, Scotland
April 8th 2019
11 P.M - On The XHF Network
The crowd boos as the two members of the AVA, Anthony Caffrey and Wellington Dunne, walk through the curtain. They stand and watch the crowd boo them loudly. The AXW Undisputed Championship is wrapped tightly around Caffrey’s shoulder. He sneers at the crowd and leads Dunne as they walk down to the ring together in matching AVA t-shirts.
Derrick Donovan: Well, Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to AXW, this is Road to Rumble and we're kicking things off with The AVA.
BB Gunn: They had a night to forget with Bobby Barratt targeting Caffrey and signing to AXW, Dreadvan retaining the belt and Raymond out injured at the hands of our enforcer, Rob Arnold.
Dunne slides into the ring as Caffrey uses the ring steps to enter the ring. They are handed two microphones as the crowd keeps boing. Caffrey goes to speak. He looks more annoyed than anything.
Anthony Caffrey: Scotland, your opinions are about as welcome as a plate of boiled haggis, so please shut up.
The crowd boos are even louder. Dunne laughs as Caffrey spits on the ground, almost spitting on Dunne’s foot. Dunne glares at Caffrey, which Caffrey misses.
Caffrey: It has come to my attention that there are a few new faces in AXW. I’m talking about old ass Rob--
The crowd cheers for the return of Rob Arnold. Caffrey stops short of saying his full name.
Caffrey: That overrated jackass Bobby…
The crowd cheers even louder for the X*Crown Champion. Caffrey looks even more annoyed.
Caffrey: And BRAD.
Caffrey clams up a bit at the last name. He looks around the ring, actually walking around the ring to check for Swann, the AXW Briefcase holder. He doesn’t see anything of concern, and moves back to where he was standing as the crowd settles down.
Caffrey: God, I hate looking over my shoulder. Luckily, I’ve got someone to do that for me.
Caffrey gives Dunne a rather hard pat on the back, a little too hard. He smiles as the crowd boos.
Caffrey: I’ve always had enemies in my career. M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T is just the latest one. They actually did me a favor at Civil War. They thought they were sending a message by injuring Raymond.
The crowd cheers for the ass-kicking Rob Arnold gave James Raymond at Civil War.
Caffrey: I’m pleased they’ve done so. I didn’t have to kick that loser out of the AVA myself! I won’t stand to have losers in the AVA. He’s out of our group. Buh-bye.
Caffrey waves to the camera as he kicks Raymond to the curb. Just like that, the AVA is down to two.
Derrick Donovan: Well, Raymond is out of action with a broken neck.
BB Gunn: That's not gonna effect Caffrey in the slightest.
BB Gunn: That's not gonna effect Caffrey in the slightest.
Caffrey: So tonight, I wanted to give a State of the AVA address. You see---
Wellington Dunne stops Caffrey.
Wellington Dunne: We wanted to give a State of the AVA address.
Caffrey looks over at Dunne. He rolls his eyes and goes back to addressing the camera.
Caffrey: Sure, whatever. “We” wanted to give a State of the AVA address. You see, I won’t stand for mediocrity.
Caffrey looks at Dunne.
Caffrey: I won’t stand for losers who come up short each and every week.
He looks back at the camera. He takes his championship off his shoulder and holds it up.
Caffrey: I have been champion for over a hundred days. I don’t care who comes for this. That loser Raymond, Anamoly, Crews, Kosloff… all have fallen at MY feet. Jackson Steele was beaten so bad that now he’s Danica’s bitch in AWF. Hell, I went to war with Chris Card, the best those corncob fucks had to offer, and pinned him without any help.
Dunne stops Caffrey again.
Dunne: Actually, you needed my help----
The crowd pops a bit. Caffrey cuts them off.
Caffrey: Excuse me, was it your turn? Since when do we let you talk?
The two men exchanges glares.
Dunne: I smashed that fatass Dreadvan through a cage, and you weren’t even there---
Caffrey: I was banned!
Dunne: But before that! I’m always in your corner. You never repay me that favor.
Caffrey rolls his eyes. He can’t seem to believe he’s having this conversation right now.
Caffrey: Yeah, because I’m the WORLD CHAMPION and I have shit to do! I don’t have time to watch over all of your matches -- like I HAVE A RUMBLE TO WIN.
Dunne fires back.
Dunne: I’m in the Rumble too, and I---
Caffrey: You and about forty other losers who are going to come up short against me.
The crowd lets out an "oooh". Dunne and Caffrey have a tense staredown. Caffrey shakes his head and laughs.
Caffrey: No offense. I’m sure you’ll do great.
The word “great” is delivered a little too sarcastically.
Caffrey: This is a waste of time, Dunne. Why don’t you do me a favor and stand outside the ring while I finish this like I finish everything else? You can keep an eye out for Swann.
The crowd responds with another collective “oooh” as Caffrey lowers his microphone. Dunne goes to raise his microphone, but Caffrey shakes his head no. He makes a shooing motion. Dunne does not budge. Caffrey responds by one-upping his dickishness, moving to the ropes and sitting on the middle rope. The two lock eyes as the crowd waits for Dunne to make his move.
Derrick Donovan: This is Dunne's home, he can't talk to him like that here!
Dunne finally makes his move… exiting the ring. Caffrey walks back into the center of the ring and waits for the crowd to stop booing. He doesn’t even look back at Dunne.
Caffrey: Now as I was saying, I’ve been champion for over a hundred days. At Civil War, Anomaly or Anomoly or Analwhatever was forced to unmask, and it revealed an AXW original… Storm Crow.
The crowd cheers loudly for Storm Crow. Caffrey cuts them off.
Caffrey: Storm Crow, who thanks to someone, I do believe is very close to being the SECOND longest-running secondary champion in AXW of all-time… and now he’s coming for the top prize.
Dunne looks at Caffrey from the outside. He isn’t looking for Swann. He just shakes his head.
Caffrey: Now I may not be at 100% yet---
Caffrey holds up his shirt, revealing that his ribs are still taped.
Caffrey: But I plan to reign over AXW for a very long time. 100 days turn to 200 days, 200 to 300, and next, we’re looking at a year, and the year after…
The crowd pops as Dunne sheds his AVA t-shirt. Dunne begins walking back up the ramp. Caffrey turns to notice why the crowd is popping and his eyes widen. He immediately begins shouting.
Caffrey: DUNNE! What are you doing? Get back here this instant, Dunne!
Dunne continues walking.
Caffrey: DUNNE! I made you what you are! I rescued you from that shithole company and brought you into relevance! I’ve made you a main event STAR! YOU OWE ME!
Dunne shakes his head, continuing walking. The crowd cheers as Caffrey realizes his meal ticket is walking up the ramp.
Caffrey: DUNNE! YOU WOULD BE NOTHING WITHOUT ME! I AM THE #1 WRESTLER IN THE XHF! DUNNE! YOU SHOULD BE GRATEFUL THAT I EVEN LET YOU SHARE A RING WITH ME, LET ALONE MY GUIDANCE!
Caffrey has to stop as he grabs his ribs in pain. Dunne makes it to the top of the ramp.
Caffrey: Is this it? Dunne! After all I’ve done for you? This is how you repay me? This revolution is too big for one of us! Dunne!
Dunne doesn’t need Caffrey in order to find success. He disappears behind the curtain as the crowd pops loudly.
Caffrey puts the microphone down and runs his hand through his hair, not sure if he can say the same. He goes a few shades paler and covers his mouth, shaking his head dejectedly. A “Caffrey Sucks” chant breaks out and snaps him back into reality. Just like that, the AVA is down to one.
Caffrey continues to shake his head no as he looks around the crowd.
Caffrey: Oh you dumbasses. You disrespectful dumbasses. DUNNE! You all think this changes anything? You dumbasses are still looking at a WRESTLING EMPEROR! I am THE MAN here! You’ll never see a new Undisputed Champion! I run shit here! You all just watch the damn show that I’VE MADE!
The crowd boos Caffrey fiercely. He clutches his rips and yells over them. He shakes his head and yells at them defiantly.
Caffrey: Yeah that’s right. I MADE this show. M.A.N.A.G.E.M.E.N.T doesn’t have SHIT on me!
Caffrey pounds on his chest authoritatively. He looks around the ring, and then up the ramp one more time, looking for support. He doesn’t have anyone left to back him up. The crowd boos him even harder. He keeps yelling over them.
Caffrey: That’s right! That’s right. Yeah. I don’t give a shit. I’m winning anyway. I’m winning. I’m winning any way I can. I can’t lose. You can come at me, but you can’t beat me. I’m still going to be a champion.
Caffrey nervously laughs as he takes his championship off his shoulders and looks into his reflection. He bangs on the championship and smiles his sinister smile. The camera catches what he says, as he’s not speaking into the microphone anymore.
Caffrey: I’ve got you. You’re all I need.
Caffrey realizes who that music belongs to. He clutches his ribs and licks his lips, dropping the microphone. The camera catches his last word.
Caffrey: Fuck.
The man Caffrey never expected to be here, Maverick, has arrived. He makes his way to the ring, climbing onto the ring apron and not once taken his eyes off of Caffrey. A microphone in hand, the music dies down as Maverick raises the mic to his mouth.
Maverick: So, who did you expect, huh? Brad Swann?
The crowd gracefully cheer to the mention of The Briefcase holder.
Maverick: Maybe you expected The Storm Crow?
Once again, the crowd cheer at the name of Storm Crow.
Maverick: Or maybe you thought Rob Arnold was coming you.
The crowd explode to Rob's name. A chant then follows, echoing throughout the building.
Crowd: Fuck him up, Rob. Fuck him up! Fuck him up, Rob. Fuck him up! Fuck him up, Rob. Fuck him up!
Maverick: But I can confirm... Bobby Barratt is not here tonight.
The crowd boo, expecting to see the X*Crown Champion tonight.
Maverick: But he sent me here instead! He's doing some business at the moment and he told me straight out that he'd rather wipe the shit off his ass with Mongo's money than to speak to the asswipe of AXW.
Caffrey is livid at the comment made.
Maverick: His words, not mine...
The crowd are in unison as they chant "Asswipe" to Caffrey.
Maverick: Also, Bobby told me that I can go "sort you out" if I wanted to. I don't particularly know what that means but if it is what I think it is, Anthony...
Caffrey looks at Maverick with confusion. Maverick looks at Caffrey with a smile... but it's now turned into a face full of rage. Caffrey's eyes go wide.
Maverick: I'm going to kick your fucking teeth in.
Caffrey drops the title but Maverick is one step faster, he leaps over the ropes and connects
CROSSFIRE
Springboard Somersault Clothesline
Caffrey is turned inside out, stunned by the attack as he gets to his hands and knees, crawling for the ropes to pull him out but Maverick near enough throws him up in the air as he hits
BLACKOUT
Pumphandle Death Valley Driver
Maverick rips off the shirt he wears as Caffrey lays dead in the ring, but Maverick isn't finished. He grabs Caffrey by his hair and puts him in position for
STORM OF THE PRINCE
The Strom Breaker
Caffrey hasn't moved a muscle. Maverick reaches into his pocket and pulls out a sheet of paper, it reads "AXW CONTRACT"
BB Gunn: Oh my god! Maverick is about to sign to AXW!
Maverick then grabs the Undisputed Championship from beneath his foot, then holding both the contract and the Championship up high as the crowd cheer on.
Maverick: Imagine this... this could be your future, AXW.
Maverick then carefully places the championship atop of Caffrey and then shoves the contract into the mouth of Caffrey.
Maverick: Just not right now.
His music plays as he exits the ring, leaving a mark on what the future of AXW could look like.
The hard riffs of "Liberate" by Slipknot start to reverberate around the arena and the moment the song screams "LIBERATE!", Joel Hawkfield walks out from behind the curtain to resounding boos from the audience as he pays them no mind, his attention solely focused on the ring. Reaching the bottom of the ramp, Joel spits at some of the people in the front row before rolling into the ring, the boos increasing by a few decibels as he stands back up. Casually, he flips the bird to the crowd before slinking into his corner, removing his vest and tossing it to the outside, cracking his knuckles as he waits for the match to start.
The lights go out, a few moments go by before a wolf's howl blasts through the area. Red Pyrotechnics go off at the stage as his theme fills the arena. The lights come back on and standing at the top of the ramp is "Brutal" Henry Roth. He cracks his neck as he makes his way to the ring. Henry Roth walks up the steel steps and steps through the ropes. He makes his way to the centre of the ring and looks around at the crowd before flashing them a smirk.
Red, yellow, and blue lights dance across the stadium and meet towards the top of the stadium roof around the same time Enter Shikari's electronic prelude begins to blast from the different speakers. The primary colors break, then are replaced with darkness around the same time smoke from the smoke machine begin to crowd the entrance. Like a beacon of hope white light begins to shine from the entrance, the Yung Master's body slices through the smoke like a reaper's blade through a field of grass, launching himself off of a rising platform, spinning to face the crowd, just in time to land in a three-point stance. After landing, he synchs up with his song of choice with a mighty clap-clap-clap, before blasting white light covers him from behind, letting his silhoette project across the arena. After high-fiving with a few fans, he bolts down the ramp, dives into the ring with a slide, then masterfully flips himself to his feet. Both hands raise to the heavens, and he's ready for a battle!
As the music starts, “Hammerhand” Blake Luthor walks out from the back, looking angry at the entire world. He makes his way down to the ring, ignoring the boos from the fans.
DING DING DING
As soon as the bell rings, the newcomer to AXW, Roth hits a stiff forearm to the jaw of Yung. He's pulled away by Luthor who German Suplexes Roth across the ring. Then Hawkfield comes running in with a Dropkick to Yung in the corner. Taking out "Gucci Jesus" from the equation. With that said, it's now left us with Hawkfield and Luthor. Both men lock up in a Collar and Elbow with Luthor getting the upper hand and pushing Hawkfield to the ropes. Luthor then sends Hawkfield to the opposite ropes with an Irish Whip but Hawkfield launches himself over the ropes with a Diving Crossbody onto Yung and Roth. He slides back into the ring and is nearly met with a Hammerhand Blast but he ducks it, catches Luthor from underneath his arm and plants him with
PRELUDE
Belly-To-Back Facebuster
Hawkfield looks to end this match as quick as it started with an attempt at Spirit Crushing Finale but Roth runs in and connects his Elbow Smash to the jaw. He grabs Hawkfield by the head and drops him with an X-Plex onto Luthor, Roth goes for the pin
ONE!
TW- NO
Yung flies off the top rope with a Double Foot Stomp down on Roth to break up the pinfall.
Derrick Donovan: These four are prying at a shot at a title, but one man can walk out with their head held high.
BB Gunn: It's so hard to pick who with all this action.
Roth gets to his feet and is quickly caught by Yung with
FLASHING LIGHTS
Tornado Kick
BB Gunn: Roth dropped like a sack of potatoes!
Derrick Donovan: He might be out completely!
Yung makes the cover and the count
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
HENRY ROTH HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Derrick Donovan: Just like that, the debutant is out.
Yung gets to his feet and kicks Roth out of the ring but as he turns around, Hawkfield picks him up and drops him with
DEATHWATCH BRANDING
Back-To-Belly Piledriver
BB Gunn: And now Yung might be going home empty handed!
Derrick Donovan: Pin on Yung by Hawkfield...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
CADEN YUNG HAS BEEN ELIMINATED
Derrick Donovan: And Yung, just like that...
BB Gunn: Surprised?
We're down to two, Joel Hawkefield and Blake Luthor. Luthor goes to sweep the legs of Hawkfield but Joel picks him up in a Powerbomb position
SPINAL ADJUSTMENT
Turnbuckle Powerbomb
But out of nowhere
HAMMERHAND BLAST
Superman Punch
Luthor hooks both legs of Joel
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
THE WINNER OF THE MATCH, BLAKE LUTHOR!
Derrick Donovan: The match maybe short but an impact was made tonight.
As Luthor stands in the center ring, his opponents still laid out on the mat around him, he begins to make his way towards the ropes when...
Bohemian Rhapsody blasts from the speakers and the recently returned superstar Brad Swann makes his way out to the stage. Suited up and with a microphone in his hand, Luthor pauses to see what the commotion is about.
Derrick Donovan: What is this now? Swann has had plenty to say since his return, I don’t know if any of it has been good BB!
BB Gunn: Agreed Derrick, Swann is strutting around backstage as if he owned the place. Sounds like the man has delusions of grandeur, thinking he once ran AXW.
Swann makes his way to the ramp and slowly casually strolls down.
Swann: Well first things first, congratulations on your big win tonight, Blake. No easy feat doing what you just did, beating three other hungry stars for a title shot. You showed a lot of promise and a lot of skills...but that doesn’t change the fact you are a nobody, a new face around these halls and your title shot don't-mean-jack-shit.
The fans don’t like the diss, booing and cawing at Swann.
Swann: Oh boo all you want you fat fucks, the only thing that matters here is the guy holding the main title shot around here...me! Three other guys? Try winning and fourteen-person battle royale! Title shot? Lemme guess, you might try for the European title, the easy, newbie strap. No shooting for the big dogs yet huh? No World title for you? No, back of the line punk.
Annoyed with the words, Luthor shouts back at Swann from the ring. Cameras don’t pick it up however the F-Bombs are flying.
Swann: You run your mouth like that boy, I should come down there and shut you up!
More shouting from the ring, this time backed by both Roth and Yung.
Swann: Now more of you little birds want to chirp chirp chirp? Fine...don’t say I didn’t warn you all.
Swann lowers the microphone and begins to approach the ring, with Luthor ready for the attack and both Henry Roth and Caden Yung getting up. Hawkfield rolls out of the ring towards the announcer's table, seemingly uninterested when
SMASH!!
An unknown figure leaps the barricade and drives a hard spear right into Hawkfield, smashing him right into the steel steps. The figure releases and stands up…
BB Gunn: That’s Ozymandias!
Derrick Donovan: What is the world is this!
The almost-forgotten fighter slides into the ring, surprising Yung and Roth before taking them both on in direct combat. Swann slides in and starts to go to town on Luthor while Ozy tears apart the young guns across from him. He picks up Yung and military presses him to the outside, onto Hawkfield. He then grabs Roth and sends him over the top rope with a huge clothesline. Swann is still battling Luthor when he grabs him to hit-
BULLET POINT
Impact Driver
Derrick Donovan: Ok this is enough!
BB Gunn: What is going on here, are Swann and Ozymandias working together??
Swann rolls the limp body of Luthor out of the ring with his boot, before picking up the microphone again.
Swann: These new faces are nothing! The AXW is a joke compared to what it used to be, we were great! Powerful! Cutting edge! And now, this is the crap filling the roster… I didn’t just come back here to fight… we came back to take over! We will bring back the golden age of wrestling, the prime time of underground fighting… we are Anonymous Underground!
Swann drops the microphone and turns to face Ozymandias, the masked-man hulking and flexing before Swann. Just when it looks like they are about to come to blows, Swann extends out his hand… and Ozymandias accepts.
BB Gunn: Swann and Ozymandias…
Derrick Donovan: Anonymous Underground hasn’t been around since 2017, BB! What is this! Swann is looking to turn back the clocks, and he’s brought some of the biggest muscle in the business to help him do so! What can this mean for the AXW!
BB Gunn: I have no idea, but tonight these two men are sending a statement right to the board of the AXW. Only time will tell what is in store for Swann, Ozymandias and the AXW… for now, that’s all we have time for folks, but stay tuned online as we find out more about this new formation. BB out!