XWE Head On-Week 3- Winnipeg, Manatoba

[Hylian]

Main Event

Damian Satania and Hardcore Hitman vs Van Samanya and Hylian vs Mischeif and Big Pappi vs TPW and ??

Fatal 4 Way Tag Team Table Match



10 Man and 1 Woman Over the Top Rope Battle Royal
Winner tags with TPW in the Main Event and is named Number 2 Contender for the Middleweight Championship

Mr. Poku vs Gravedigger vs Scot Crocker vs Deanie vs Chris Kendrick vs Austin Sheilds vs Lupo Roland vs Tifa Roland vs Wei-Yan vs JayZ vs Doom[/center][/color]

[Nick]

*Mischeif is sitting down on the family couch...lighting up a cigarette and his mother walks in, simply shaking her head.*

Mother: Must you smoke? I mean really...what can do to your health...

Mischeif: It helps me relax.

Mother: That's what your father said! However, it was certainly a good thing he quit before you we're even born.

Mischeif: It has to keep running in the family...I suppose.

Mother: Your brother still looks up to you, even your younger cousins. And you show them by smoking? It damages you and your family Nick.

Mischeif: Mom, my brother is 20. He's a ma...

*His mom, who now drops her tray on food on it, begins to get angry.*

Mother: But he STILL looks up to you. He has always. Through the fights, the battling, the jealously...everything! He has always looked up to you and always wanted to be just like you. Maybe not in terms of a wrestler...but to make you proud! You put this habit onto yourself...do you want to rub it off on him?

*Mischeif, now tense, gets up and blows the smoke up into the air.*

Mischeif: All that it is doing is making me happy. If you don't want me to be...

Mother: Nick...it's your choice. But it's not making you happy...you've changed...you weren't like this. I remember you, two years ago you said you'd never smoke. What happened to you Nick?

Mischeif: I've matured mother.

*Mischeif then opens the front door and flicks the cigarette outside. He then closes the door behind him, and sits on the bench in the front. His mother sheds a tear, but wipes it off as soon as it came.*

*Mischeif exits his car and looks up at the school. "Pinelands Regional High School." He turns over to see a few teenagers smoking, and he sighs. Since the ultimate death of his family, he has quit smoking. He owes it to them, as he believes.*

Mischeif: (to the kids) Why are you smoking?

Kid 1: It relaxes us...

Kid 2: Yeah...makes us feel goo...

Mischeif: Does it make you feel good you are hurting everyone around you? Your grades must be terrible...

Kid 1: Hey...who cares?

Mischeif: You must be right....smoke away. Don't get into a good college and maybe even your family will die in an accident, it's all good.

Kid 2: ...Huh?

*Mischeif nows walks away and opens the door to the school.*

Kid 1: I think that dude is high...

*Mischeif is now in the school, and walks right to the administrations office. Just like he left it, he thought.*

Mischeif: Uh...hello...

Woman at the Desk: How may I hel...oh Nick! Is that you?

Mischeif: Yes...it is.

Woman: How are you? It's been a few years since you have graduated...

Mischeif: Yes, it has.

Woman: Are you stopping in or do you need something?

Mischeif: I need to ask you something. Do you think you could check the list of people who have dropped out of school in the last month or so? By the name of "Justin."

Woman: ...

Woman: Nick, I don't think I can. I could lose my...

Mischeif: Could you do it for my family...the family I lost...

Woman: *sigh* I suppose I could. They we're great folks Nick...great neighbors...give me a few minutes.

*Mischeif nods and sits down in the office, that woman was his neighbor as a child, and he invited both her and his wife to his families funeral. He almost wanted to cry at the thought of bringing up his parents again...but he wanted revenge...*

Woman: I have found somebody...

Mischeif: Great, who?

Woman: The boy is seventeen, and his name is Justin. Justin Smith. If you want to know where he lives...he lives on...

Mischeif: Justin...Smith?

Woman: Yes...he lives on...

Mischeif: That's all I need to know...motherfucker.

Woman: Uh...what?

Mischeif: Nevermind, thank you.

*Mischeif exits the office and heads for the door, and it popped into his mind. Justin Smith, that motherfucker. The one who was bothering one of his friends who was 1-2 years younger than him. He remembered he kicked the kids ass afterwards. No chance. No chance he was getting his revenge?*

*Mischeif now began to run, and pushed the door open to exit the school. He began to sprint to his car, and got in. If this Justin was where he knew he lived...he would have a nice little talk with him.*

[xDeniedx]

"Click Click Boom" comes across the loudspeakers as Damian appears on the stage to a chorus of boos. Set up inside the ring is a wooden table with two chairs, one on each side. Damian makes his way down to the ring and enters. On the table includes a stapled sheet of paper, a pen and two microphones. Damian takes his seat on the left side of the table and picks up his microphone and waits. After the crowd begins to quiet down "Soldier Side" then blasts throughout the arena and none other than Hardcore Hitman himself appears where Damian was standing moments ago, only this time the crowd reaction is more positive. Following the same steps as Damian, HHM makes his way into the ring and adjusts his tie before sitting on the opposite side of the table and grabbing his own microphone.

Damian: Alright Let's-

Damian can't finish getting his sentence because a third party has appeared on the stage. CEO and Chairman Hylian himself. He struts down to the ring and stands next to the table between the two. Terry Reynolds hands him his own announcing microphone.

CEO Hylian: Alright you two. I'm out here to make sure nothing funny goes down. I want a clean contract signing for your XWE Title bout at Golden Road next week. As I'm sure you both are aware, you also have a fatal fourway tag team bout later on tonight against the other title contenders. So I suggest in your best interest to wait until next week to beat eachother to a bloody pulp.

HHM and Damian look at Hylian before looking towards eachother, both knowing what the other is thinking before they burst out laughing.

CEO Hylian: What, what's so funny.

Damian: You clearly don't know us Hylian. Did you already forget about Supremacy. Hitman and I don't have any bad history. We've never faced off against eachother, let alone for a title. If you are gonna try the whole mind games thing to make us believe one will walk out or attack the other before next week, you are sadly mistaken.

CEO Hylian: Poor Damian, You never learn, people turn all the time in this business, it's what you can do to boost your own career. HHM hasn't held the XWE title before, and you have, I'm sure thats more incentive for him to go after you.

Damian: I think you're just afraid we won't draw the ratings you want. We can bring in the money, hell enough idiots showed up for this didn't they. Don't tell me what I can't do.

CEO Hylian: Don't tell the boss what he can and can't do, I'll fire your ass on the spot Satania. Just one more peep out of you.

Damian looks across the table at HHM and smirks, he grabs the contract and a pen and signs his name. He pushes the papers and the pen towards HHM and sits back.

Damian: There, signed.

Hylian looks at the contract sitting infront of HHM, he then looks at HHM to see him with his own smirk looking towards Hylian.

CEO Hylian: And what exactly is so funny to you?




End Team Promo 1, To Be Continued by HHM

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"Oh Hylian Hylian Hylian..... tsk tsk tsk." Says the Hardcore Hitman in a playful manor. "You see, among fellow wrestler, and fellow friend; Me and Damain have nothing but respect for each other." HHM lifts his feet onto the table, reading over the contract. "You'd honestly think I envy Damian because he's held the XWE Championship? No Sir. You see, Both me and Damian were champions, and as champions we never suffered the humiliation of losing them. If you have forgotten what that means, we are both Undisputed Champions. In my eyes Damian is the true heir to the championship, and I'm just along for the ride. But that doesn't mean I'm going to lay down and let him take it? I gave up my championship, which I cherished just as much as Damian did his. So you see, it's all up for grabs."

CEO Hylian looks like he was about to say something, but HHM waves his hands downwards at him motioning him to stop.

"Nothing you could possibly say could intimidate me, so save your breath, we have better things to discuss" The Chairman looks infuriate, but Hardcore Hitman reaches downward and picks up his own briefcase. He opens it, and pulls out a similar looking contract. "As you all may know, tomorrow is the deadline for my contract, but I guess I can't leave now, not in the heat of the moment, so I want a 3 month extension" CEO Hylian gives a tremendous laugh.

"Ahahaha! So after you bombard my name with disrespect, you want a favor?" The Chairman said feeling in a higher superiority. "Well, yeah, that or you could you know, totally drop the match, cancel the Hell in the Cell match, and just hand Damian the title. Great for ratings eh?"

The Chairman gives HHM a very dirty look, then takes HHM's contracts and roughly signs it "Three months, not a day longer." CEO Hylian says in a very sluggish tone. "Now hurry up and sign the damn title contract, we all need to prepare for our match."

"Speaking of which" Hardcore Hitman says in apparent no rush at all. "Thank you so much for this match, Chairman. Me and Damian get a chance to do what we never had time to do in Supremacy, a tag team match. It is a shame that Supremacy didn't fully take off from the launch pad, but I guess it wasn't meant to be. But a Tables match? That's the icing on the cake! I can't believe you would dare tempt these two delightful elements together. Damian as my partner, 6 guys to go through a table? excellent! And to top it all off, our tag team is Canadian, in CANADA!

The crowd gives a huge cheer to the sound of HHM's smooth and soothing voice mentions the proud country.

"Tonight, it's all just sliding into place, you'll never beat the pride of the thousands in the arena, and the millions of Canadians watching at home."

Hardcore Hitman picks up the pen off the table and signs the contract. Another loud cheer. With the masked Damian smirking on one end of the table, and the long haired Hitman on the other side with just as wide grin, They give each other a firm handshake, but shift upward, causing the webbing of their thumbs to connect, then a quick swivel back to normal position, then a hard clasp of the hands together then a half a hug to each members shoulder. The infamous Supremacy handshake.

End of Team Promo 2

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The scene comes into focus with Gravedigger staring at the woman that he had taken into the change rooms with. He places his hands on his hips and she fidgets under his cold and unrelenting glare.

GRAVEDIGGER: “Take that stupid wig off Stacy black isn’t your color.”

STACY: *She sighs as she removes the wig.* “I don’t know how you managed to get me into this but I won’t do it again that’s for sure. Besides which Ryan wasn’t much of a match for you when you faced him last week. Now you have to win this next match. A battle royal for the number one contender ship for the Middle Weight Title.”

GRAVDIGGER: “I know and now that we are back with XWE. What can we expect from our competition?”

Stacy throws the black wig into a trash can and flips out her blonde hair to get out all the twists that were caused by the wig.

STACY: “I don’t know what to expect. If they are going to be matches like the one against Ryan I can see us going up the ranks quite quickly. But I’m sure you will do just fine against them. Just remember to keep that temper of yours under control you understand. We can’t have another incident like that happen again.”

Gravedigger sits down and looks at Stacy as if he is seeing her for the very first time.

GRAVEDIGGER: “You can’t be serious? What happen to me is long since forgotten and I don’t want you to keep reminding me of it all the time. You understand me?”

Stacy is taken aback with his out burst and she bites her bottom lip whenever she gets worried and Gravedigger’s expression changes from anger to regret quickly. He looks away from her in shame and begins to blink rapidly as if he is trying to fight off tears. Stacy approaches him and hugs his head and he wraps his arms around her pressing his face into her stomach wondering if she will ever be able to bear a child again. They remain like that for a while before they hear the footsteps approaching the change room door.

It opens without so much as a knock and standing in the hallway is Damian, Big Pappi, Fuse and Van. All four men look at the sight and smile but its Pappi’s smile that slips first. The others sit down and Gravedigger looks at them not sure what to say.

PAPPI: “Well big guy here we are back in XWE. So I see that you’re in the battle royal with a few other big names. Well I just wanted to say that I’m rooting for you and I hope that you win. Well I got to get going and get ready talk to you later.”

VAN: “Yeah its good to see you back with us and this time I hope that we can dominate once more but I’ll talk to you about that later.”

Van gets up and without another word he leaves and Fuse follows him out leaving only Damian behind.

GRAVEDIGGER: “You think they will go for a rejoining of Heaven’s Rejects?

DAMIAN: “I don’t think so Digger. Why do you ask?”

Gravedigger just shrugs his large shoulders and Damian nods in partial understanding. He smiles at Stacy before he gets up to leave the change room.

GRAVEDIGGER: “How about you? Do you want XWE to have Heaven’s Rejects?”

Damian looks over his shoulder and shrugs in reply and Gravedigger nods his head in understanding. It’s too early to tell if XWE can handle a faction. At least in Gravedigger’s mind. Maybe XWE needs a faction to get things rolling. Its time for Gravedigger to change a few things around here in XWE and the owners might not like what he is about to do. Damian leaves the change room closing the door behind him and Gravedigger sits there waiting for someone else to burst into the change room.

STACY: “What are you planning?”

GRAVEDIGGER: “What I’m planning is its time for me to see what I can do in and out of the ring. I hope to cause as much chaos as possible. I need to get back into my old routine. I think its time for the graves to come back to XWE. It’s time for me to show the fans that the graves are ready to be filled with my victims. I’m going to look for the owner of this company and I’m going to request a match that hasn’t happened here before.”

Stacy looks at her husband clearly intrigued with his way of thinking but he won’t tell her what he’s planning because he wants to keep it a surprise. He gives her a kiss before donning his new gear and he leaves her behind to watch the television.

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End of Promo 1

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Scene comes into focus with the arena filled with XWE fans. Most of the fans are waving banners of their favourite XWE Superstars and the remainder of the fans are not doing anything at all. They are looking at the entry waiting, waiting for someone to come out and greet them. The sounds of loud footsteps echo in the arena and the fans begin to cheer hoping to see the one they have been waiting for to finally arrive. The light crew begins to cause the lights to flicker and move around the arena. They also cause the lights to change color and the fans love each minute of it. They wave their banners with more vigour and they also begin to chant XWE as loud as they can.

Roses on my Grave, by Papa Roach, begins to play and the lights go black only to reveal a lone blue spot light shining down on the stage. Smoke begins to cover the stage and the ramp all the way down to the ring. The smoke parts as a cloaked figure rises out of the smoky depths. The fans cheer wildly as Gravedigger looks around at the milling fans. He takes one step forward and the smoke flows all over him and looks around again. Gravedigger slowly marches down the ramp and the fans lining the walkway try to reach out and touch him but the smoke somehow manages to make it look like that Gravedigger isn’t really there. A few of the fans have managed to get a small grasp on his cloak but with a quick pull the grip was broken.

He continues to move on down to the ring slow, powerful and unrelenting in is pace. In his hand is a rose. A black rose. He holds the rose gently as if it was the most fragile thing in the world. Gravedigger stops at the base of the metal steps to look at the fans cheering and crying at the same time. The song touches many including the two men sitting at the commentator’s booth.

LARRY: “Well ladies and gentlemen here he is at last the big man. The one and only Gravedigger and he had to pick such a sad song to come down to the ring with didn’t he Nigel? Oh quite your crying it’s only a bloody song.”

NIGEL: “I can’t help it! It’s so touching that his wife would put a rose on his grave.”

Larry shakes his head and adjusts his new headset.

LARRY: “Well I would really like to hear what the big man has to say about his up coming match but rumour has it that Gravedigger has something in mind as well so lets hear what he has to say.”

Down in the ring Gravedigger has pushed back the hood of his cloak to reveal his stony face. He looks around at the XWE fans with an icy glare. The announcer hands him the microphone and bolts out of the ring. Gravedigger lifts the mike to his mouth and the fans begin to chant his name and he lowers it down to listen.

GRAVEDIGGER: “So XWE has really missed me have they? Well I can’t say that it’s good to be back really. I had a match against the former owner of XWE and I can tell you this it wasn’t really a match at all. It was just a show of how much I wanted to beat the living daylights out of Ryan. I got the chance but it wasn’t very satisfying. Not one bit.”

The fans are struck speechless.

LARRY: “Wow am I hearing this right?”

GRAVEDIGGER: “I have come back to begin anew. The picks and shovels are ready and I intend to use then any way that I can to make my stay here at XWE all the more fulfilling than it was before. So it’s time to get rid of the new school and go back and start fresh with the old school. Gravedigger is here to make sure all the graves will be filled properly. The past will become my future and your futures will be nothing but a speck of dust on my boots. The battle royal is nothing but a joke a joke that I will show to the world as I dominate each and every one of them. They will be over the ropes laying broken and bleeding as I stand alone in the ring.”

The fans cheer loudly nearly drowning out Gravedigger’s words but he speaks over them once more.

GRAVEDIGGER: “When I meet The Platinum Warrior for his title I demand a buried alive match for his title. We shall see who the greater man in that match is and everyone here knows it will be me. I will have that belt around my waist and you Platinum, you will be my first XWE Superstar buried six feet under and you will never see the light of day again.”

Just then the lights go out and where Gravedigger is standing a bolt of lightning strikes the ring in a flash of blinding light. As the lights get back to normal the camera reveals a shovel lying on the mat with a small tombstone with Platinum Warriors name on it.

GRAVEDIGGER’S VOICE: “It’s time to Fear Me Not The Maker Platinum Warrior. I am here to make everyone’s life a living hell.”

Scene fades as the announcer picks up the tombstone looking as if he had seen a ghost.

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End of Promo 2

[TPW]

Interviewer: All right ladies & gentlemen, here he comes!

(Pride by Saliva plays and the crowd starts cheering and chanting TPW)

(TPW makes his entrance before he gets in the ring)

Interviewer: Okay...

(The "TPW" chants were too loud for him to speak)

Commentator 1: Even in Canada, they have a lot respect for this man.

Commentator 2: And he deserved it. He fought for nearly a half an hour, bad back and all to show the fans that he still has the skills and that he deserves to fight for another title.

Interviewer: Here he is, the number 1 contender for the Middleweight championship match at Golden Road, The Platinum Warrior!

(Crowd Cheers and resumed the "TPW" chants)

Interviewer: TPW, the fans & I have a lot of questions about your match last week and this week. First one, how did you manage to pull the match like that last week in your first match in over a year?

TPW: Well the answer to that is very simple. It's The Pride of Wrestling that made me believe that I still have the momentum I had before my back injury and it was also from all of these Platinums out there who supported me and let me know, no matter how long I've been gone for, no matter how bad the injury was, I still got it so I want to thank each and every one of you for the extra momentum!

(Crowd Cheers and chants "you still got it!")

Interviewer: And TPW, just moments ago, we heard Gravedigger's comments regarding the Middleweight title match if he wins. What is your response?

TPW: Gravedigger, I see that you've made your prediction regarding to that battle royal and the title match at Golden Road. If you want a buried alive match, I want it too!

(Crowd Cheers)

TPW: If you do win and we do get our cage match replaced with the buried alive match, we're not just proving who really is the greater wrestler or who is the rightful champion, we are also gonna prove who is the gravest wrestler!

Commentator 1: Whoa!

TPW: You see Gravedigger, you're not the only one with death as their favorite topic. What you are seeing right now isn't just TPW, you are looking at the hangman who rules this gallows!

(Crowd Cheers)

TPW: Since my return, two have already faced their execution in the gallows. One suffered from the great pain and tapped out. The other suffered his fall and got his shoulders pinned. I will have 6 more suffer the same fate tonight. This ring maybe your graveyard but however, this is also my gallows! At Golden Road, just like I did with the Hell dog's backyard, we're gonna have to see once again, who is really the ruler and master of the ring!

(Crowd Cheers)

Commentator 2: I'd would love to see that!

Interviewer: You seem to be not intimidated whatsoever.

(TPW gives the interviewer a grave look, the interviewer looks terrified, gulps real loud and the fans are chanting "He's gonna kill you!" at him)

TPW: Look into my eyes. Do you see fear in those eyes?

Interviewer: N--

TPW: Did I ever look afraid in my entire career before a match up?!

Interviewer: NO!!!

TPW: You're damn right!!! What you see in these eyes is fire! You see determination, you see The Pride of Wrestling flowing over my eyes! As far as I'm concerned, he may be one of the most respected and feared giants in wrestling today. He has earned my respect for having the guts to say what he was going to do to me at Golden Road before he's even fighting in that battle royal and teaming with me tonight. As far as the fear part goes, it's gonna have to take more than just tombstones, shovels, graveyards, caskets, death and even you to make me feel intimidated. So to make this short. I fear you not!

(Crowd Cheers and Chants "TPW")

Commentator 1: I believe him 100%! He does have the determined look in his eyes.

Commentator 2: He should since he is looking forward to a future title reign.

TPW: As far as the tag match goes if you win tonight, for now we're maybe enemies but tonight we are forced to be allies. You said that you want to make everyone's life a living hell right? I want you to do just that to everyone in that ring tonight in the tables match except me in order to walk out of Winnipeg as the victors. As a reward for that, you can do whatever you want to me at Golden Road but the catch is that I'm going to give everything I got in that match. My heart, my soul, you name it! If it takes destroying TPW to destroy you Gravedigger, then that's exactly what I will do. Either way, when you suffer your fate at the gallows and I bury you six feet under, The Platinum Era will once again arise from the ashes while you Gravedigger will face your eternal damnation!

(Crowd Cheers and Pride plays again)

Commentator 1: Well there you have it! TPW has responded to the Gravedigger! Are we gonna see these two fight each other at Golden Road?

Commentator 2: Maybe so. If they are going to face each other, could they possibly get along as a team for tonight?

End of Promo 1

[DEANIE]

* Scene comes into focus in a dark hallway as you can see a dark figure walking towards. The camera as there’s an XWE interviewer standing by reading to get a few words. And you can just see that the stars is Deanie *

Interviewer: I am here standing by to get the first words from Deanie and here he comes now Deanie.

* Deanie just pass right by the interviewer *

Interviewer: Huh?

* The interview runs to catch up with Deanie then he walks in front of him putting the microphone right in front of his face *

Interviewer: Deanie!!! (Puff)

Deanie: Hey what do you want?

Interviewer: To get your thoughts and feelings on tonight’s match.

Deanie: My thoughts and my feelings how do you think I am feeling I been put in a match with ten other. People who not one would know the real meaning of being in that ring makes me sick to my stomach. They all run around like cockroaches going in that ring wrestling when. The only real people who do understand what it is those people they pay there hard earn money. To watch them but do they care most is only here for the money. For there own selfish gains.

Interviewer: Ok then.

Deanie: Don’t cut me off your worst then a cockroach you see then don’t see the simple truth. That going out there competing in that ring is the ultimate high they go out there. And they do there thing they don’t see it’s the best drug there is. Stepping out there having the crowed cheer you on it really is one of the best things you can do.

* A big grin comes across Deanie’s face *

Deanie: You can see the real truth is not the cheers from the crowed sure there the best thing you can have. But the real drug my real drug it’s not me flying off the top. And crashing on top of people slamming there body’s into the ground its when. People crash’s into me slamming my body into the ground. Because pain is my pleasure they can keep hitting me down and down again. But I just come back for more and when they have no more left. I pick then grab them by there heads then twist it slamming them into mat. Then picking up there life less bodies and throwing them over the top rope. Till there’s only me left standing there in the middle of the ring.

* Deanie the push’s the interview out of his way and contuse down the hall as the camera fades out *

END PROMO

[WEI-YAN]

*The screen comes into focus in Wei-Yan's locker room. Wei-Yan is leaning against the walland Nikki is on her laptop Wei-Yan has his eyes closed whilst Nikki is talking to him

* Nikki: You were so close last week against Van Samanya it was a close match and i am sure that he will not forget how close he came to losing.

* Wei-Yan:[ Close doesn't cut it winning is all that matters people don't come to see us neally win a match they come to see us win.

Nikki: Tonight you go against 9 other wrestlers a match that will hopefully get you a win after you beat them and become the number 2 contender for the Middleweight Title

Wei-Yan: Yes its s a chance for to move up in the ranks that i will not miss a chance on tonight i go against Deanie a man who calls everyone cockroaches well these cockroaches are going to beat the hell out of him and one Japanese Cockroach so to speak is going to win that number 2 contendership for the Middleweight title and go onto higher things after winning the Middleweight title

Nikki: I have been checking out your opponents and they are nothing to worry about except Gravedigger and Deanie but you will beat them i know it

Wei-Yan: Yea, Gravedigger you might be a tought SOB but the bigger you are the harder you fall and Deanie you may be Extreme but i will beat you to a pulp

As Wei-Yan and Nikki are talking a knock is heard on the door as Nikki opens the door as an interviewer starts to speak but before he gets a chance to speak Wei-Yan comes to the door and starts to talk to the interviewer

Wei-Yan: before you ask i am only going to answer a few questions. firstly i will win tonight and become the number 2 contender for the middleweight championship secondly, i lost last week but i will get my revenge against Van and lastly i have a few words for my opponents first Gravedigger the bigger you are the harder you fall and Deanie being Extreme won't stop me from kicking you arse the others arn't worth talking about

Wei-Yan then slams the door to the Interviewers surprise

The camera focuses back into Wei-Yan's locker room as Wei-Yan is again leaning against the wall and Nikki is looking shocked at Wei-Yan's answers

Nikki: That was abit stupid i think you should have let him ask the questions

Wei-Yan: Yea, well i wasn't in the mood and i will show those wrestlers that they are nothing to worry about

The camera goes out of focus

End Of Wei-Yan promo 1

[Hylian]

After a brief video package for XWE's Golden Road, the screen faes from black onto Hylian in his office, doing his day by day Chairman of the Board duties. Hylian is sitting at his desk, in a fine cut black suit when someone knocks at his door.

Hylian- Yes yes, come in.

The camera stays on Hylian, who stands up and says:

Welcome Fozzy, thank you for coming.

*A distant crowd cheer is heard when Chris Irvine and his band behind him gets within the camera view.*

Chris- Thank you for having us, Mr. Hylian. It is truel an honor to be playing at Golden Road.

Hylian- It is truely an honor to have you playing at Golden Road.
Chris- So the song is still Enemy?

Hylian- Yes, I think that song will be the most appropriate. If you will excuse me gentlemen, I have some other matters to deal with tonight.

Chris- Of Course, we will leave, and see you next week.

Hylian- Excellent.

*Fozzy leaves and Hylian walks back to his desk. He sits down, looking over papers, one of which being the match between Damian Satania and Hardcore Hitman. Hylian gives a little smirk, and signs a paper, and picks up another, talking to himself.*

Hylian- So, The match between The Platinum Warrior and his opponent will be a ...

Hylian doesn't finish the sentence, because someone dressed in black slams out of the ceiling tile, and tackles Hylian to the ground.

The man in black starts punching Hylian in the face, Hylian is heard trying to say What the Fu.. but is cut off with multiple hits to the cheek. The Man clotheslines Hylian while he is in the chair, then he races out of the door. Some commotion is heard out the door, but the camera stays on Hylian, who is down on the ground, clutching the back of his head.

*The camera cuts to black, and goes to commercial.*

The commercial broadcasting the main event of the night ends and the screen fades from black onto Hylian getting up and racing out of the room, stumbling into people.

Hylian grabs Matthew Benedict by the collar

Hylian- Where...did..that guy...go?

Matt- That way...

Hylian continues to run down the hallway, and stops, then runs again, at Van Samanya. Hylian tackles Van and they start rolling around, punching eahother in the face. Hylia gets up and kicks Van in the gut, then tries again. Van grabs Hylian's foot and leg sweeps him, then gets on Hylian and they start hitting eachother again, despite the number of crew workers trying to separate them. They are both at their feet when Vanessa Hamilton gets between them.
Vanessa- Just what the hell is going on here?

Hylian- I was just attacked in my office, by this guy trying to sabotage our match at Golden Road. You think you can take me out before Golden Road, Van?

Van- I don't know what the hell you are talking about, some guy ran down the hallway in black and bumped into me. You think I would attack you before Golden Road? I don't need to attack you from behind to beat your ass.

Vanessa- Whatever! You two better fix your damn isue out right now, you two have a tag team match tonight.

Vanessa walks off, the camera still on Hylian and Van.

Van- The guy who ran off did leave something though Hylian.

Van hands Hylian a peice of paper

Hylian looks at it, closes his eyes, mutters Shit under his breath, then looks at Van.

Hylian- You better be prepared for our match tonight, because it just got more compliated.

Hylian walks off, crunpling the paper in his hand, and the camera fades to black on Van Samanya, looking confused.

Team Promo 1/?

[Van]

*The scene comes back from a commercial break to the still confused Van Samanya, standing lonley in the middle of the hallway. He holds his hand still on his cheek, checking around to see if anyone noticed the ruckus*

Van: No spectators, no reports, no problems.

*He finished up his checking, and began walking back to his locker-room. On the way, he passed open doors, peering inside them to settle his curiosity of what’s happening around the XWE, some of it being a little blurry from his fight. He finds the XWE Interviewer room, spotting a man in a blue shirt tucked into his pants, standing in front of a microwave*

Van: Excuse me, sir?

*The man didn’t turn around to answer, but answered Van*

Man: Yeah?

*He poured coffee into his cup slowly and put the pot back. Before he turned around, Van already noticed the man looked vaguely familiar*

Van: What time is it?

*The man turned around, revealing his face. Van knew it! It was Matthew Benedict*

Van: No, don’t answer that.

*Matthew replied, “4:43” and walked past Van with his cup of coffee, but as he left, he turned around in shock*

Matthew: What’s that on your face?

*Van had no idea what that could’ve meant*

Van: What do you mean?

*Matt looked closer at the redness on Van’s cheek*

Matt: Looks like you just got beat the fuck up, is what.

*Van really didn’t feel like hearing this, so he punched Matthew in the face, sending his coffee flying through the air*

Van: That’s why you don’t say anything.

*Just then Stacy Fraiser, Katelyn Ross, and Leonard Chaplin come from around the corner with their crew behind them. As they talk, Stacy notices Matthew on the floor*

Stacy: Why is he on the floor?

*The groups talking stopped as a little red light came on from a camera*

Van: Who?

Stacy: You beat him up, didn’t you?

Van: Whoa, lady. Let’s not jump to conclusions here.

Katelyn: Yeah you did! I can see the blood on your hand.

*Van didn’t care anymore. He hated the press, anyway*

Van: Well, if any of you want to try and stop me...be my guest.

*Instantly, Katelyn struck a fighting pose, alongside her mates, who were also ready for a fight. Van also took a pose, and did the “bring it” motion with his hand*

Van: Let’s see what you got, bitches.

*Katelyn ran towards him, yelling at the top of her lungs, making Van go deaf in his left ear. He dodged her running approach, and was surrounded*

Van: God damn.

*Leonard raises an eyebrow as Stacy ran towards Van, now*

Van: Quick decision.

*Van turned towards her and ducked, flipping her body over him with only his head as he rose*

Van: Next?

*A cameraman put down his camera as Van was attacked from the silent Katelyn from behind. Van fell to the ground, and began to be teamed up on by everyone*

Van: Ow, ow. Fuck!

*Van stood up as the shoes and hands still hit his back. He rose slowly, looking at Leonard in the face*

Leonard: “Bring it.”

*Leonard taunted Van as everyone else stopped their attacking*

Van: Surely.

*Van sent a punch right to Leonard’s stomach, then an uppercut to his jaw, rocking him to the floor. He turned around and saw Stacy and Katelyn behind him*

Van: You know, I could never hit a woman, but I can shake the hell out of her.

*Van reached out and grabbed Stacy’s shoulders, actually shaking her back and forth for awhile, then knocking her out with a headbutt*

Van: 3 down, 3 to go.

*The two cameraman had their equipment on the ground. One of them was Asian, just so you’d know for the next moves*

Van: Well, well. Looks like we have Jackie Chan in the building, don’t we.

*Katelyn ran behind Van as he turned around and glared into her eyes, causing her to stop about an inch from his face in a heartbeat*

Van: Boo.

*Another headbutt takes her out, leaving him with the cameramen. Van turned around slowly*

Van: Well guys, judging by the way the others went down, I suggest you should just lay down. Seriously.

*The cameramen looked at each other, and shrugged. Then they let out a war cry, and did some double-teaming shit*

Van: Wonderful.

Larry: Wow, this is really getting out of hand!

Nigel: Where’s security?

*The camera switches to another room, full of guards, and men in yellow jackets*

Nigel: Oh, right.

*Scene comes back to the fight*

Van: Now look, guys..

*A cameraman runs towards Van, striking him in the chest with a clothesline, knocking Van back a little. Cameraman 1 crouched as Cameraman 2 jumped off his back, sending a kick to Van’s chest, causing him to fall down*

Van: Bastards.

*Van got up quickly, wiping the blood from his lip. The cameraman ran towards Van, as Van picked him up, and delivered a Juggalo Slam*

Van: Exactly.

*He said to the corpse, leaving only one left*

Van: Are you feeling lucky, punk?

*Hopefully, Van threw the remaining cameraman off for a second as Van ran into him with a spear*

Van: Pwned.

*Van got up from his attack, and looked at the violence around him*

Van: Hope I don’t get fired.

*The scene fades with Van kicking the side of the downed cameraman as the camera scans the room, looking at the bodies and the expressions on their faces*

End team promo 2/?

[willstringer]

The scene comes into focus with Nigel and Larry sitting in their commentators booth looking at the titantron. On the titantron is an all too familiar scene. A graveyard. In that graveyard is Gravedigger and he is standing alone looking at a grave. The camera man can't get a better look at the tombstone so he sighs and waits for Gravedigger to do something but so far Gravedigger hasn't moved an inch.

LARRY: "Well I never thought to see this in my life time."

NIGEL: "Can we cut to a commercial I don't like graveyards!"

Larry looks at Nigel and shakes his head in confusion but he has a fascination as to why Gravedigger is standing in the graveyard alone and Stacy isn't with him.

Gravedigger finally looks up at the camera and the camera man flinches at the cold stare.

GRAVEDIGGER: "So good of you to join me here at where it all began. Where I gained the fear that brought me power over the men and women of XWE. The names have been erased from these tombstones but only one has been permanently etched into the marble that is before me. What is that name you ask well I'll tell you."

A dead smile reveals itself on the big mans face and the camera man lets out a whimper and begins to shake in uncontrollable fear.

GRAVEDIGGER: "His name is Triple Ryan the original owner of XWE. Although he goes by another name but I remember him the most as Triple Ryan. Tell me Ryan how did it feel to see me once more? How did it feel when I beat you in that ring where you have always said that you were better than me. We met face to face and I crushed you. I enjoyed the feeling of beating you like a side of raw meat. The feel of your bones shaking with each impact brought that old yearning back into my veins back into my soul. Ryan your name will always be etched on this grave. You may be alive but your soul is mine. I will always be mine. Vanessa. You remember her don't you Ryan. Do you know where she is?"

LARRY: "Who's Vanessa?"

NIGEL: "Wasn't that Ryan's girl friend?"

GRAVEDIGGER: "Enough talk of her I know where she is and my lovely Stacy is taking care of her even as I talk to you right now.

Gravedigger looks back down at the tombstone and his smile turns colder than ever. The camera man edges away from him but Gravedigger looks back up and his cold eyes freezes the man in place.

GRAVEDIGGER: "There might be a rumor of Heaven's Rejects getting back together. Well I say its a lie! Heaven's Rejects is dead and buried just like any other faction that happened in the past. I will usher in a new era of pain and blood because I can. So who do you fear? You fear me!"

Gravedigger throws up his arms and fog begins to roll in from nowhere. The camera man whimpers and falls to his knees trying to turn on the camera light but he can't since it's too dark for him to see anything. He tries to change it to night vision but all he gets is white light and he manages to turn on the light to reveal a bloody face looking at him.

The camera man screams like a girl causing the fans to cover their ears. Larry is sitting there in open mouthed shock and Nigel is cowering under the table. The bloody face opens its mouth and closes it again trying to form words but nothing comes out just a green gas. That gas causes the camera man to fall to the ground coughing but he manages to keep the camera pointed at the bloody face.

GRAVEDIGGER'S VOICE: "I see that you have met Vanessa. So Ryan I have always wondered. Why is it that you end up placing things that don't belong to you in my realm? Strange how she loves me now instead of crying out your name. Well judging by the gash on her neck Ryan you made sure that she didn't speak even in the afterlife. She will come for you Ryan, are you ready to face judgment? Oh don't worry Platinum Warrior I'm sure there is someone here from your past willing to talk to me from their grave. I believe its your brother who has a few words to tell me as to why you got rid of him. Strange how the dead are willing to chat."

Gravedigger's face comes into view right next to Vanessa's and he smiles coldly before giving the bloody face a kiss on the cheek and liking off the blood.

GRAVEDIGGER: *He moans in pleasure as he tastes the blood.* "She tastes sweet Ryan. Why would you ever get rid of one as sweet as her?"

The scene fades as Vanessa bends down towards the camera man and he lets out another cry that is quickly silenced and Gravedigger laughs over the sound of someone choking on his own blood.[/size][/color]

End of Promo 3

[Mistah Poku]

*Mr. Poku and his butler are walking backstage. His butler is carrying a briefcase. Mr. Poku stares down people in the hallway until they turn their faces. His butler looks like he really doesn’t want to be there. *

Mr. Poku: I think I dropped my watch.

Butler: Okay.

Mr. Poku: Pick it up.

Butler: Sir, it’s right in front of you. Can’t you just

Mr. Poku: No! What do I pay you to do?!

Butler: Carry around this briefcase so you look important.

Mr. Poku: And to pick stuff up.

Butler: That wasn’t in the job description.

Mr. Poku: Pick that crap up now!

Butler: No.

Mr. Poku: Well then you’re fired!

Butler: No! Fine, I’ll pick it up

*As he bends down to pick it up, Mr. Poku kicks him in the ass. *

Butler: Is this necessary?! I refuse to be treated like this!

Mr. Poku: Sadly, you know you have nowhere else to go so you’re going to shut your mouth like you’re supposed to.

* The butler opens his mouth as though to say something but eventually realizes what Mr. Poku says is true. He stands up straight and closes his mouth. He picks up the briefcase. The two continue to walk down until they reach a door labeled “XWE Referees”. *

Mr. Poku: Open the door.

* The butler opens the door reluctantly. Then the two go in, a ref is sitting down watching the TV. He looks at the them. *

Mr. Poku: I have a proposition for you, sir. I am a former XWE champion. I was at the top, now not so much. This is true but there is one thing that I simply refuse to allow. I refuse to be left off the card for Golden Road! I work harder then any of those crunch monkeys in the ring!
XWE management decided to screw me over with this ten-man battle royal. Nine men, I have to ensure are thrown over the top rope before I can claim victory! That is biased in all ways! The system wishes for me to be the loser. Each of us has a ten percent chance! But you can change that. You can be a hero to all!

XWE Ref: What do you want me to do?

Mr. Poku: If I were to fall out, due to those heathens working together, I wish for you to over look it as I crawl back in.

XWE Ref: But I can’t do that. It’s against the rules.

Mr. Poku: SCREW THE RULES! I HAVE MONEY!

XWE Ref: All right, then. Can we keep this quiet?

Mr. Poku: Sure, nobody will find out. How about $200?

XWE Ref: That seems good.

Mr. Poku: Wait! That’s not all. You can also pick this briefcase full of untold riches.

*He points to the butler who rises up the briefcase. *

XWE Ref: Oooh, untold riches.

Mr. Poku: What will it be?

XWE Ref: On the one hand, I have $200. Then again I have the briefcase, which could have 200 dollars in it!

Mr. Poku: Then why not pick the money?

XWE Ref: Oh I see you’re trying to trick me. Give me the briefcase.

*Mr. Poku nods and asks for the briefcase. The butler gives it to him. Mr. Poku then decks the ref with the briefcase knocking him unconscious. *

Mr. Poku: Seems a good enough size for you. Undress him and put on his clothes, uh... whatever your name is.

Butler: It’s El Dandy sir.

Mr. Poku: What did I say about talking? And if I lose this match, I’m coming after you, El Dandy. I doubt you can do anything about it.


Promo 1 of 2

[Mistah Poku]

* Mr. Poku is in his locker room pacing back and forth. He looks extremely worried. One of his butlers walks up to him. *

Butler: What is wrong, sir?

Mr. Poku: I’m afraid my plan won’t work. I‘m having some doubts about the man, I sent into the job.

Butler: Hiring retired wrestlers was a great idea of yours. Though some of them can be troublesome. Who do you send in to replace the referee?

Mr. Poku: El Dandy, some cruiserweight from WCW.

Butler: But he’s a jam up guy. I should know. I’ve been sizing up guys since you hired me. He’s a great technician.

Mr. Poku: Maybe if he were 50 pounds heavier.

Butler: Who are you to doubt El Dandy? He’s a serious professional!

Mr. Poku: I know you are not talking to me like that. Tell me you didn’t just say that! Get the hell out of here, Bret Hart! You’re on suspended pay!

* Bret Hart leaves with a satisfied look on his face. Mr. Poku continues to pace back and forth until he stops. He picks up the phone. The camera shifts to the XWE Ref locker room”. El Dandy is sitting by himself. He stuffs the other ref’s body in a locker. He begins to stir but El Dandy hits him on the head with a lamp. El Dandy closes the locker door. He sits around for a bit when suddenly Venessa Hamilton rushes into the room. *

Venessa: Are you the referee overseeing the Battle Royal?

El Dandy: Yes.

Venessa: Well I’m afraid we’re switching your match for the main event. The ref who was supposed to oversee it recently called out due to family issues.

El Dandy: Then who will over watch the Battle Royal?

Venessa: I suppose I will.

El Dandy: How about you oversee the Main Event?

Venessa: Why?

El Dandy: Really important match. I’m not sure I can handle it.

Venessa: I’m sure you’ll be able to. Refs know my word is final.

El Dandy: Well uh.

Venessa: I don't remember hiring you. You’re not a referee are you?

El Dandy: Uh… Uh…

*As El Dandy hits Venessa Hamilton with the lamp knocking her out, Mr. Poku walks in*

Mr. Poku: What the hell is going on in here?

El Dandy: She asked too many questions! What do we do now?

Mr. Poku: What’s this “we” stuff? You chose to do all this. I didn’t force you.

El Dandy: But I was just following orders!

Mr. Poku: What orders, I don’t remember even talking to you?!

El Dandy: SCREW THAT CRAP! DON’T **** WITH ME!

* Two security guards burst in the room*

SG1: Put the Lamp Down!

SG2: Thanks for the tip off, Mr. Poku!

Mr. Poku: No problem. I heard a commotion and decided to call you guys. I had to investigate before I sent you guys in here.

El Dandy: What? You told me to do this!

SG 1: Mr. Poku managed to stop you from officiating a match where you could decide the winner. You would have had Hardcore Hitman win!

El Dandy: I don’t understand! Mr. Poku told me to do all this.

Mr. Poku: He’s obviously insane. I fired him yesterday and it looks like he was trying to get revenge by screwing me out of the match.

SG 2: Mr. Poku reported to us that one of the refs was calling out. Venessa came in to replace that ref. We placed ourselves near the door as a precaution. Mr. Poku went in first because he wanted to investigate.

El Dandy: You knocked out the ref!

SG 1: That’s impossible. We were told by several of his butlers that he was too busy donating money to charity to be able to be here at that time.

El Dandy: That’s because he paid them off! Ask the ref that’s in the locker!

SG2: Good lord. You stuffed him in the locker after you hit him this lamp! You’re a madman! Arrest him!

*The other security guard handcuffs El Dandy. *

El Dandy: He told me to do it! He told me DAMN IT!!! Ask the ref! ASK HIM!!!!

*They drag him from the room as he kicks and screams.*

El Dandy: I’ll get you for this, MR. POKU!

* Mr. Poku simply stares at him and smiles. He then walks out of the room and turns off the lights*

Promo 2 of 2

[Nick]

*Mischeif is tapping on the side of his door as he is parked outside the kid's house. Mischeif looks in his side mirror, and notices his hand is shaking with an insane intensity. He peers his eyes over to the cigarette pack in the middle...his body is craving just one more smoke. Mischeif shrugs it off and decides one more smoke wouldn't hurt. He takes one out and lights up...and the sensation comes back. He blows the smoke out of the side, and flicks the cigarette. There, that's all he needed. One blow...Mischeif exits his car and begins to walk up to the house. The house is a dump...nothing more to say about it. Mischeif knocks on the door any waits for an answer.*

Woman:...Hello..?

Mischeif: I'm...

Woman: Oh great, JUSTIN!

*The woman's booming voice startled Nick. Nick peered in to see if this Justin was up stairs or such, but is surprise again as he peers behind the woman. This Justin is not rather big...black hair...pale...and to think a couple of years ago he was bullying Nick's brother. Piece of shit.*

Justin: Ye...Yes...?

Woman: This man wants to see you. Don't know what the fuck ya' did now.

Mischeif: He has done something alright.

*Mischeif, who is now wearing a hat, takes it off and tosses it to the ground. The boy now knows who he is, and is hesitant to exit the door. He finally closes the door behind him to meet Mischeif on the outside.*

Justin: What...are you doing here?

Mischeif: I was just checking on the punk ass who bullied my brother. Cause you know...

Justin: I had heard what happened to...

Mischeif: You don't say?

Justin: I'm sorry that...

Mischeif: That what? You couldn't stop them? Get revenge?

Justin: Revenge!?! What?

Mischeif: I got word your punk ass was involved in my family's deaths.

*Mischeif now is in an angered tone, and shoves the boy up against the wall.*

Mischeif: I don't care what you did...I don't care what your doing now...I don't care what your going through. I want to know everything YOU KNOW.

Justin: I know nothing...

Mischeif: Really?

*Mischeif pulls a knife out of his pocket, and sticks it a near inch or so away from the boy's throat.*

Justin: Okay okay! I'll tell.

Mischeif: Wise idea.

Justin: Calvin Sanchez. That was the killer's name. What you saw was what you saw. I didn't help him out, but he wanted a gun. I stole the gun, and gave it to him. He needed money...and your family got in the way...he's probably out of town now...

Mischeif: Cal...Sanchez? I've never heard of him.

Justin: I would think so. He would give me some drugs if he would get a gun. I didn't care, I just wanted my fix!

*Mischeif now drops his knife, and crouches down to bury his face in his arms.*

Justin: I didn't know anything was going to happen...I mean...it was just ironic that they died and I was the...

Mischeif: Ironic? All you had to do was drop it there, say what you had to say and nothing else. Now you said the wrong thing.

*Mischeif puts his knee into the boy's stomach, and throws him into his mom's old car and then throw's him into the ground.*

*Mischeif leaves the property and goes to his car to drive off. He goes to his family's house and parks there. Nick now begins to sob and puts his head back into his hands again. In the midst of this...he slowly begins to dream again...*

Nick: What's...going on Jerry?

*Nick's brother Jerry...was holding his arm...bloodied and bleeding.*

Jerry: You...you...know that Justin kid? I was doing nothing and he just picked a fight with me. Mocked me for being a bit overweight and such. I really don't know what his problem is.

*Nick examines his brother's arm. It was really torn up, angered by this Nick entered his car and began to drove off to this Justin's house. He didn't now this kid, but he knew he was a piece of shit in his eyes. He knew he had no right to offend and beat up his brother, and he was going to get it.*

Justin: Oh, shit! It's him...

Nick: You son of a bitch...what the fuck is your...

*Before Nick finishes his sentence he levels the boy with a right hand, and picks him up and begins to choke him. He looks into the boy's face and doesn't look to stop the choke. His hand begins to shake and Nick finally lets go of the boy. By the time he lets go the boy is already knocked out. Nick goes on one knee and begins to punch the ground. Unbelievable. He has never done that to somebody...so brutal..so out of character..so...*

*Mischeif wakes up and his hands are all wet, full of his sorrow and tears. Mischeif exits his car and enters his house.*

Mischeif: I have one more thing to do, then I can finally put this to rest. Put it behind me and start what I wanted to do...be a wrestler.

*Mischeif sits down to begin how to approach Calvin, but on another street...Justin gets up and begins to walk to his door, but his mother comes out. With a gun.*

Justin: Mom...he's gone...are you going to kill him?

Mother: No.

Justin: Then who...mom! Not me!

Mother: Nobody is killing that man, somebody is dying here though. You.

Justin: Me, why?

Mother: Your weak, son. You we're always weak, I hated you, and I always have. The only thing I thought was good was when you beat that boy's brother up. Then he beat you up, and I was disappointed. I've been waiting awhile for this day...

Justin: Mom! Please, no!

*The mother shakes her had and aims the gun to the boy...does not hesitate...and pulls the trigger. The boy is dead in an instant. The mother then puts the gun to her head...and pulls the trigger. No remorse...no sympathy...no tears...*