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| Live! Saturday March 29th 2003 Pontiac Silverdome, Detroit, MI |
| Hour Three |
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[Fade back into the Pontiac Silverdome, as the crowd is on it's feet for the construction of the massive War Games double cage. Crew members put the final touches on the instrument of torture, both rings surrounded by chain link mesh.]
DR: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, in just a couple of moments we'll be starting the hotly contested War Games, between the five-man teams of Sabbat Justice and the State of Emergency.
SS: I hope you've said goodbye to those SoE fools before the show, Amy. Because they won't be in any shape to hear it afterwards.
AM: You sound so sure of yourself, don't you? This isn't over until somebody submits or surrenders.
DR: Let's head down to the ring and Debbie Henshall.]
[Cut to a shot of the brunette ring announcer, standing outside the War Games cage.]
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WAR GAMES:
Sabbat Justice
(Vyolynce, Avanter, The Arcana, Papa Legba)
versus
State of Emergency
(Eric Matthew Somers, Randall Osbourne, The
Sons of Cacaphony, Alex Extreme)
WRITER: Mike Beeby
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DH: The following contest is WAR GAMES! The rules of this match are as follows... Each team will send one representative into the steel cage for the opening five minutes of the contest. After that five minute period, the teams will alternate sending in a fresh member every two minutes. Following the opening five minute period, a coin toss will be held to determine which team may send in a member first. Once all ten participants are inside the ring, The Match Beyond will begin!
At this point, the only way to secure victory is to force one member of the opposing team to submit or surrender! [POP!]
And now, introducing the first team...
[The lights go out and a low roll of thunder rumbles over the arena's speakers, accompanied by a brief strobe effect and the dry, creaking voice of an ancient crone.]
# With every breath, the air grows stale #
# Deathly cold winds howl and wail #
# Raging thunder pounds like drums #
# When something wicked this way comes #
[She breaks into a fit of disquieting cackling as the thunder gives way into "Something Wicked" by Midnight Syndicate. The entrance area erupts in a ten-foot wall of flame, providing the only illumination; a lone spotlight soon accompanies it as it slowly dies down to the height of a campfire... and spreads.]
DH: The team of Vyolynce... Avanter... Niklos and Ravnos Romani, the Arcana... and Papa Legba...
SSSSSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABAT JUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICE!
DR: It's like the entire entrance is a carpet of flame!
[A path about fifteen feet wide eventually extinguishes itself, and five cloaked figures emerge, along with one four-legged companion. The black panther known as Shaka takes the point, leading the group through the flames and to the aisle. A chain seemingly comprised entirely of silver skulls tethers the beast to its owner, Papa Legba, whose half-hidden face paint glows in the darkness as he walks to the ring. Behind him are the other four men, two by two: first the gypsy brothers known as the Arcana, then the original founders of the group, Vyolynce and Avanter. All five are wearing long black hooded cloaks (save Vyolynce, who is in his usual robe, although the effect is the same), giving the group an even more cult-like appearance than usual.]
AM: They're certainly taking their time.
[They approach the cage, never raising their heads as Shaka obediently strides toward the announce position.]
SS: Hey... is he bringing that thing over here?
[With the skull-like face paint, it looks like Legba is grinning as he attaches his end of Shaka's leash to the announce table, but when he speaks it is definitely without any humor.]
PL: Don' you worry 'bout Shaka -- he just gonna enjoy the show. I *tink* I remember to feed him already.
[Legba rejoins his compatriots, who are clustered around their end of the ring. As one man, they simultaneously remove their hoods (Vyolynce removes his visor as well), and await the arrival of their opponents.]
DH: And their opponents!
[Suddenly, the lights go out! Strobe lights randomly flash through the darkness and surging hazy purple smoke as LL Cool J's "Momma Said Knock You Out" continues to blast through the speakers at full tilt...
# DON'T #
# DON'T #
# DON'T #
# Call it a comeback! #
_FFFFFFFFFFFFFFSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHH!_
# I'm gonna knock you out! [HUH!] #
# Mama said knock you out! [HUH!] #
# I'm gonna knock you out! [HUH!] #
# Mama said knock you out! [HUH!] #
A white light blinds the the crowd as the Silverdome goes as pitch black as it can with the evening dusk outside the building.
_KAABOOM!_
_KAABOOM!_
_KAABOOM!_
_KAABOOM!_
Through the smoky purple haze and pyro walks...
Nobody.]
SS: HAH! Looks like they already surrendered...
DR: Wait... LOOK!
AM: It's an ambulance!
[It is, indeed, an ambulance making its way from somewhere off to the side of the entryway... standard markings expect on the side of the ambulance are these words...
"STATE OF EMERGENCY"
A loud pop goes up from the Silverdome crowd as the ambulance slowly makes its way past the stage area and down the aisle. Sitting on the hood of the ambulance, feet propped up on the front bumper, is "Mr. Excitement" Alex Extreme.
The driver sticks his head out the open window, and yes indeed, it's "Doctor EMS" Eric Matthew Somers, MBC baseball cap on top of his head. And sticking his head out the other window, riding in the passenger seat, would be "Dark Horse" Randall Osbourne.
And on top of the ambulance, sitting down on the roof, is "Pit Monster" Chad Grimsson. Standing behind him, also on the ambulance roof, is "Heavy Metal Hero" Erik Grimsson.]
DH: The team of "Doctor EMS" Eric Matthew Somers... "Dark Horse" Randall Osbourne... Chad and Erik Grimsson, the Sons of Cacaphony... and "Mr. Excitement" Alex Extreme...
THE STAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE OOOOOOOOOOOOF EEEEEEMERRRRRRRGENCYYYYYYYYYY!
DR: So much for surrender, Sam... it looks like they are coming out in a war machine, so to speak.
SS: War machine?! It's a friggen ambulance, Dave! What are they gonna do, pump IV fluid into the Sabbat Justice team members until they submit?
[The ambulance slowly makes its way to the ringside area, where it stops. Alex slides down from the hood as Erik takes the opportunity to leap to the roof of the cab, then onto the hood and hopping down to the floor. Chad goes to the back where he climbs down to the floor as Somers steps out of the driver's side door and Osbourne from the passenger side. The five gather in front of the ambulance, high-fiving each other as the fans roar in approval.]
SS: Stop it! Stop it! These fans are gonna rile up this panther here!
AM: What's wrong Sam, afraid of Shaka?
SS: HELL YES!
DR: Both teams are in deep discussions over who will start the match out, and boy is the crowd excited for this match to start!
[After discussion on both sides, Papa Legba steps through the doorway on Sabbat Justice's side of the cage. On the other side, the crowd pops as the "Heavy Metal Hero" Erik Grimsson elects to go for his squad.]
SS: So much for starting off even. Legba's inches taller, many pounds heavier, and a whole lot smarter than one of Nina Grimsson's brothers.
DR: This is a match of endurance though Sam, not immediate impact.
[The two wrestlers are locked into the cage as the bell rings to begin war games, and Erik ducks through the double ropes separating the two rings and launches himself with a flying forearm into Papa Legba for the first of many cheers of the night. Legba takes a step back as Erik unleashes a wicked shot to the chin, and then throws Legba to the ropes. Off the rebound Erik tries a reverse elbow and Papa Legba ducks, then comes back with a standing dropkick low to the gut. Erik drops to one knee, and the SJ member applies a front facelock to exert pressure as he leans with his weight on the Son of Cacaphony.]
DR: The quick start from Erik Grimsson is cut off thanks to Papa Legba's dropkick, and now he controls things and is looking to slow the pace.
AM: This opening five minutes might be the telling sign of which team survives this match. As soon as everyone's in there, it's the original teammates that become the submission targets.
[Legba forces Erik to the corner and chokes him with a forearm under the throat, but Grimsson comes back with a kneelift and then a headbutt rattles the Jamaican long enough for Erik to hop to the second turnbuckle and come off with an inverted bulldog slam into the mat. Legba sits up immediately and Erik comes off the ropes with a somersault neck snap before returning to his feet and getting the crowd on it's feet.
"GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON!"
"GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON!"
Erik grins and hops down off the turnbuckle.]
SS: Get them while you can, it'll be the last thing you hear before Sabbat Justice absolutely destroys you kid.
DR: Legba to his feet, but here come Erik... Charging overhand right cross! And Papa Legba goes down again!
[Legba rolls to the corner and Erik rushes in with a bodypress... but is caught in midair and in the same motion slammed into the mat with a side slam! It knocks the wind out of Erik as Legba grabs the ropes and hauls himself up, shakes himself free of cobwebs and then yanks the tag team wrestler to his feet and wraps both hands around his throat.
Erik counters a two handed chokeslam with a quick kick, but Legba softens Grimsson up with a right hook and follows a split second later with a left jab, rocking Erik back and forth. He steps back... and grins.]
SS: What's that tool smiling for?
AM: Simple, Erik's quite experienced as a boxer. If Legba wants to go toe to toe, he'll be more than willing to accomodate him.
[Legba tries another jab, but Erik blocks it and hits with a combo of his own, a few shots that rock Legba. But Legba blocks one of his own and swings Erik around, catching him with a full nelson and then lifts...]
DR: RAGGA BOMB!
[...driving Erik tailbone first into the mat with a sitdown full nelson bomb. He convulses in pain as Legba crawls over to the SoE side of the cage and smirks out at Chad Grimsson, then kicks at the cage wall as Alex tries to climb the chain link, knocking him off.
Erik slowly rolls onto his stomach, and Legba grabs him by the head and applies a sleeperhold. Erik fights it but soon sinks to the mat, completely under the control of the Sabbat Justice team member as the rest of the group looks on ominously. A quick cut back to the locker rooms show Tigress as well as the Furies watching the match with much interest on a video monitor.]
SS: You need more proof that Sabbat Justice is the more cohesive group?
AM: Nope, just the group that's going to win.
[Legba continues to apply the sleeper as he works to his feet, dragging a semi-conscious Erik along with him. After a few more seconds he releases the hold and Erik drops to his stomach. Again on all fours on the mat, with Legba repeatedy kicking him hard in the ribs. After several kicks, Erik lunges at him, getting him with a double leg takedown, then pummeling him with repeated punches to the face.]
AM: I think Erik's awake again!
DR: This quick burst of closed fists could be trouble though, if it tires Erik Grimsson out. He has to survive long enough for his partners to get in there. And we're down to a minute left before the coin toss and someone else is able to enter the ring.
[Erik rolls to the ropes and stands up quickly, waits and then hits Legba with flying headscissors to send the SJ partner crashing to the mat. He again gets up and the smaller man throws him headfirst into the cage wall! POP!
Legba turns around, staggers and collapses to the mat. Now it's Erik's turn to slap on a submission hold, and applies a simple armbar. Legba reaches for the ropes, not to break the hold but to try and get himself some leverage to escape. It works, as he manages to pull himself up with his free arm and lifts Erik off the mat with a fireman's carry. He batters Erik's head into the chain link a few times, opening a cut along Erik's cheek to the jeers of the crowd.]
SS: First blood, huzzah!
DR: Erik is bleeding, and Legba takes advantage... somersault slam! Thirty seconds to go!
[Legba gets up and again drags Erik to a sitting position with a sleeperhold applied. But this time Erik escapes after jumping up slightly and hitting a jawbreaker, leaving Legba to try and grab the quicker tag wrestler. Erik rolls to his feet though and peppers Legba, comes off the ropes and hits another charging left hook! Down goes Papa Legba, as the outside official begins to call EMS and Vyolynce over for their teams and the coin toss.]
DR: Ten seconds to go until this five minute period comes to a close!
[Erik tries a catapult on Legba, but the larger man escapes with a kick off and returns to his feet. He rises, and Erik leaps onto his shoulders for a huracanrana, bringing Legba crashing into the mat!]
AM: Huracanrana!
DR: There's the bell to sound that the five minutes is up, now someone else will get to enter the cage!
[The official holds out a coin, and as he tosses it up "Doctor EMS" calls heads. The coin lands, and the camera gets in close on it to show the crowd...
Tails.]
SS: WHOO, NO JUSTICE LIKE SABBAT JUSTICE!
DR: This is bad news for Erik Grimsson, who'll be joined by another member of the opposing team for the next two minutes!
[As both men rise to their feet, Niklos Romani steps quickly through the cage as Erik attempts another huracanrana...
And Niklos hits a high standing dropkick to the back of the head, sending Erik _OVER_ Legba's head and shoulders with a backdrop! HUGE HEEL POP!]
AM: MY GOD!
DR: What an explosive move, Erik has no idea what hit him at all!
[Niklos and Legba return to their feet and immediately lay in the boots to Erik Grimsson, then pull him back up and prop Erik up in the corner, hitting with repeated chops until he's practically out on his feet. Legba grabs him into a facelock and after sledgehammering him repeatedly, lifts Erik up high over his head with a military press as Niklos climbs to the second turnbuckle and then leaps off, executing one hell of a high altitude swinging neckbreaker on Erik!
HEEL POP!]
AM: Did you see the height of that neckbreaker?!?
SS: Ready to change your wager, Amy?
DR: These two men are having their way with Erik Grimsson. Running legdrop by Papa Legba, and Niklos with an Asai moonsault off the ropes!
[The two men are having quite a good time beating Erik Grimsson senseless, and as Legba picks him up and goes for a suplex Niklos again climbs to the top rope, ducking his head underneath the roof of the cage.
Erik suddenly counters out of the suplex by blocking the move and then pivots, catches Legba and brings him down with a snapmare. Erik lunges forward and hits the ropes, shaking them and crotching Niklos! POP! Erik begins to climb up the ropes, stands in front of Niklos and signals for another huracanrana, but it's Niklos' turn to counter and does so with a shot to the midsection, knocking Erik flat onto his back on the mat.
Niklos quickly sails off with a senton splash across Erik's chest, and Legba gives him no chance to recover, dragging Grimsson by the feet to the corner and turns him over into a Boston crab.]
DR: It's back to wearing down Erik Grimsson now, as Legba stretches his back with that crab.
SS: You know, if they wanted to they could just keep him in it for the rest of the match. They have the numbers advantage right up till the end, and even by the time everyone gets involved Grimsson would have to get himself out of it.
[Legba does release the hold, just long enough to drag him to his feet and tossing him into the section between the rings. Erik struggles to rise, and as he does Niklos sails over him and executes a neck-snap across the top rope of ring two. He rebounds back and forth across both sets of ropes until he collapses in a bloody heap, and more kicks from the Sabbat twosome leave him barely moving.
Erik slides through the ropes and lies facedown in ring two, where Niklos turns him over and tries a standing senton splash only to come down across Erik's knees. He attempts to rise, but the attempt is cut off by Legba with a vicious left jab from the other ring. He sinks to one knee, and Niklos trips him up for a catapult back over the ropes and into the waiting arms of Papa Legba.]
DR: Legba's setting up for a clinching cradle slam, as we're down to about twenty seconds before reinforcements!
AM: Erik is still doing what he can to counter the move, even after the beating he's taken. That's Grimsson instinct.
SS: And that's Grimsson blood there... and there... and there.
AM: Shut up.
[The State of Emergency begin to shake the walls from the outside as the final few seconds tick away with Erik still fighting to break Legba's grip. Suddenly the referee unlocks their door...
And Eric Matthew Somers charges up the steps and into the cage!]
DR: DOCTOR EMS HEADS TO WAR! When you want help, bring the biggest weapon!
[EMS grabs Legba and swings him around, causing him to drop Erik. Both hands are wrapped around his throat, and a headbutt causes Legba to almost black out immediately. EMS hits a gigantic fallaway slam, and then stands back up and catches a diving Niklos Romani in mid-bodypress!
A backbreaker leaves the tag team specialist screaming in agony, before EMS drags him back up and applies a bearhug in the middle of ring one.]
AM: And just like that, the tide has shifted!
SS: Long way left to go, Marshall.
DR: Niklos is in tremendous pain, Somers is putting every bit of his weight into that bearhug!
[Legba begins to rise, but before he stand all the way up a resurgent Erik Grimsson flies at him with a Thesz press! Riding him to the mat Erik unleashes a series of punches straight to the face, then bounces off the ropes again and executes a clothesline, Hart Attack style, on Niklos to free him from the bearhug. EMS and Erik begin to doubleteam Legba and the Niklos in much the same way they did before, kicking and stomping at them as they lie on the mat. Somers reaches down and pulls Niklos up and across his shoulder for a powerslam, but then runs like a battering ram right into the war games cage! He rakes Niklos back and forth across the chain links until the gypsy is bleeding from the forehead, turns and hits a shoulderbreaker.
As Niklos holds his shoulder, lying face up in the ring Papa Legba rises to his feet and grabs EMS with a side headlock before he can spring up. The Doctor throws Legba off into the ropes, but when he ducks his head Legba jumps and executes a high impact DDT right into the mat! Before Legba can capitalize Erik grabs HIM by the head and charges into the corner, spins out and executes an Acid Drop right into the mat!]
DR: Legba is down! We're still pretty early in this match though, anything could still happen.
SS: Yeah, the rest of Sabbat Justice could be eliminated by congenital heart defects.
[Erik gets up first, and grabs Niklos. Again his face is smashed into the cage and raked across it, leaving Romani with blood streaming down his face. An atomic drop backfirst though as Niklos somersaults onto his feet and hits a dropkick into Grimsson's back, sending him into the wall.
They lock up and fight across the ropes, as Eric Matthew Somers rises and drags Legba to the corner. An open handed chop leaves Legba gasping for breath while Niklos throws Erik into the ropes. On the rebound he charges and hits Romani with as much force as he possibly can, stunning Niklos...
And EMS follows up with a massive tackle from the side, sending himself and Niklos into ring two with devastating impact! HUGE POP!]
AM: OH MY GOD!
DR: Somers and Niklos just cancelled each other out- PAPA LEGBA CHOKESLAMS ERIK GRIMSSON INTO THE MAT! Thirty seconds to go before the next member of Sabbat Justice can enter the cage, but Erik just felt the wrath of Legba and is laid out. This does not bode well for the Heavy Metal Hero.
[Erik twitches as Legba stands over him, sneering down and then turns his head towards EMS. Somers rises, and Legba grabs him by the head as he reaches over the ropes, trying to pull EMS over. Somers breaks his grip and smashes Legba headfirst into the turnbuckles, then attempts to ring his head off the post. Legba blocks it and tries to do likewise to Eric, who blocks it in turn. As both men try to overpower the other, Niklos and Erik simultaneously rise to their feet and get the same idea.
Niklos nails Somers from behind while Erik pounds on Legba, then as each man turns around a seated split-legged jawbreaker drops them like a ton of bricks! HUGE POP!]
AM: Stereo jawbreakers! Tremendous action by the smaller men in the ring!
SS: I support the Somers jawbreaker, but Erik Grimsson is a cheapshotting coward.
DR: How on earth could you have different views on the exact same thing?
AM: Remember who you're talking to, Dave. And just a few seconds to go!
[Erik and Niklos rise at about the same time, and soon are fighting on separate but nearby top turnbuckles in the middle of the cage. After trading punches, both men succeed in bringing the other down with a guillotine neck drop across the top rope, and each man violently rebounds off and into the mat!
As all four men lie on the canvas, the referee opens Sabbat Justice's door and Ravnos Romani enters himself into the match slowly, taking great care to sneak in unseen by Somers and Grimsson. A quick cut back to the locker rooms shows the Coven still watching the monitor.]
AM: You know, I take a little comfort in knowing they're back there and not hiding in this crowd somewhere ready to strike.
DR: Ravnos on the other hand is very much ready to strike now!
[Ravnos helps his brother back to his feet, and the Arcana sends Eric Matthew Somers into the ropes for a double kick to the stomach and then a double inverted DDT to the mat. The Arcana sweeps into the other ring and grabs Erik, throws him into the ropes also and a tag team flapjack sends him high into the air.
They tie Grimsson up in the ropes as Legba stands up, and the three Sabbat Justice teammates take turns hammering away at the bloody Son of Cacaphony as his brother stands just inches away on the other side of the wall. Ravnos antagonizes Chad while Niklos kicks and punches, leaving EMS to climb into the second ring with them and after bowling Legba over with a clothesline he spins the Arcana around and grabs each of them by the throat!
HUGE POP!]
DR: DOUBLE CHOKESLAM ON THE ROMANI BROTHERS!
["E-M-S! E-M-S! E-M-S! E-M-S!"
"E-M-S! E-M-S! E-M-S! E-M-S!"
"E-M-S! E-M-S! E-M-S! E-M-S!"
"E-M-S! E-M-S! E-M-S! E-M-S!"]
AM: Doc has changed the pace of this match a few times already, and now the Arcana are paying for-
SS: For what, for being a tag team? For acting like brothers and helping each other out?
AM: For taking a lot of satisfaction in softening up poor Erik right in front of Chad, and the rest of the SoE.
[Somers reaches down and grabs Ravnos by the face, but the quick thinking gypsy tosses a handful of his trademark powder right into EMS's eyes to a gigantic round of boos!]
DR: Dammit, Gypsy Curse! Ravnos came prepared for this match alright, and Somers is blinded!
[Avanter stands impassively by as EMS swings for the fences and catches only air, and the Romanis take turns dropkicking his thighs and knees until the big man drops to one leg. Papa Legba pulls himself up again and applies a sleeperhold to him as Somers struggles, while the Arcana free Erik Grimsson and off a whip by Ravnos, Niklos hiptosses him over both sets of ropes back into the first ring.
A triple-team assault on Eric leaves him down in the second ring as all three SJ members return to the first ring with Erik Grimsson. Legba grabs Niklos and lifts him up over his head with a military press...]
DR: Now what in the world are they trying to do now? Niklos looks like he's trying to grab hold of the roof.
AM: He is, and he's got his foot braced there by one of the support beams! Now what?
[Niklos clings to the ceiling as best he can, face looking up at the roof of the building. Underneath him Legba drags a bloody Erik to his feet and a kick to the stomach sets up for a DDT by Legba right to the canvas, staining it with Erik's blood.
And seconds after he rolls away from Erik, Niklos releases his grip and falls all twelve feet from the height of the ceiling with a huge elbowdrop!
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"]
DR: What a move! Niklos hit that from several feet up, what a daredevil this man is.
SS: Ravnos is no slouch either you know.
AM: Erik has to hold on for another thirty seconds before he gets some help. EMS isn't in much shape to help him either though, that powder garbage is still doing a number on him.
[Somers, with the help of the top rope and the wall, lifts himself back to his feet and tries to wipe the powder out of his eyes. Legba returns to the second ring to go back after him though and blasts Somers with a kick to the stomach and then bashes the back of his head into the wall, doing so a few times until EMS is woozy and ready to collapse to his knees again. A forearm to the back of the neck stuns Somers, and Legba bounces off the ropes for a lariat... but somehow Somers ducks it and turns around, balls up his fist...
And hits a punch squarely into the heart of his foe!]
AM: OPEN HEART SURGERY! LEGBA CRUMPLES!
DR: Ten seconds left until the door opens for the State of Emergency. The Romanis on the attack, low blow to Erik Grimsson by Ravnos... Bulldog by Niklos!
AM: Door's open! HERE COMES ALEX EXTREME!
[Extreme bursts into the cage and immediately drops Ravnos Romani with a leaping clothesline, and then grabs Niklos before he can get off the mat and sends him crashing into the cage wall again! Extreme helps the bloody Erik back to his feet and then climbs to the top rope and leaps off as high as he can without hitting the ceiling...
Over both ropes into the second ring with a Superfly Splash on top of Papa Legba!
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"]
DR: THE LEAP OF FAITH!
AM: What a way to start off, he dove from one right to the other! I'm stunned!
SS: I'm mortified! He's a vulture, lets everybody else do his dirty work and then swoops in to pick the bones!
AM: Oh give it up.
DR: Alex has more experience than anyone else here in War Games, he's been in five before, the last two being in 2001.
[Alex grabs Legba and hauls him to his feet, throws him at the wall and off the rebound executes a 360 degree spinebuster into the mat! The crowd roars with delight as Alex rises, and EMS hi-fives him. Erik picks up Niklos and sets him up across the ropes separating the rings, allowing Extreme to choke him on one side and Erik to hold the legs on the other. A big elbowsmash to the small of the back folds him up and puts him right in between both rings, then EMS climbs back into the first ring as Ravnos begins to rise. Erik heads to the top rope and Somers grabs him, rocket launching him across the ring to smash into Ravnos head to head. Both lie on the mat dazed from it, and Alex delivers a series of mounted punches on Niklos. Nearby, Legba begins to rise thanks again to the cage wall.
Alex returns his focus to Legba, and tosses him into the ropes with an irish whip. A kneelift doubles Legba up, and a bionic elbow puts him on rubber legs which sets up perfectly for the Cradle to Grave. But before he hits it Niklos grabs him by the legs and delivers a nasty low blow to break the hold. Legba hits a snap suplex to buy himself some time, rolling to the nearest corner.]
DR: It's three on three but already there looks to be some exhaustion setting in for some of the competitors.
SS: Well they better suck it up, still a lot of match to go.
[Papa Legba rises again and Niklos gets up also. An irish whip by the Jamaican sends him to the ropes, and Legba drops to all fours as Romani rebounds. He jumps up, using his teammate as a springboard and propels himself over the two sets of ropes into ring one where he nails Erik Grimsson with a flying clothesline! Both men land in a pile as nearby EMS throttles Ravnos with a pair of huge chops, but he's stopped by Legba with a kneelift to the small of the back and then turns him around, scooping Somers up for a tremendous bodyslam! The cage shakes as Somers sits up, only to take a kick to the face.
Niklos and Legba keep kicking away, but Alex Extreme comes to his rescue with a charging clothesline that drops Niklos quickly into the corner. Ravnos hits him from behind though and the Arcana double up on Alex with repeated softening shots while Legba puts Somers in a Boston crab. A double irish whip on Alex sends him into a backdrop driver by Legba!]
DR: One more minute to go until the next participant in the match gets to come in. It'll be either Vyolynce or Avanter for Sabbat Justice coming in, which means this situation will just get worse for the State of Emergency members in there now.
SS: Fall... fall! Fall, Extreme! Fall, Somers! You too, Grimsson!
AM: Real poetic.
[Erik slowly gets up, but Legba grabs him and after rattling him off the cage wall and busting him open further lifts Erik up over his head with another military press. He presses him up and down three times in a row to show off his strength, and then tosses him right up so that his back slams into the roof of the cage before falling to the canvas.]
DR: MY GOD, DANCE OF KNIVES BY RAVNOS ROMANI! He timed that perfectly and Erik Grimsson is in a bad, bad way right now.
AM: They just keep softening up the back more and more, I have to hand it to Sabbat Justice for keeping the ultimate goal in focus.
SS: Twenty more seconds until it gets much much worse.
[Erik rolls to the side of the cage, the blood streaming down his face still as the Arcana and Papa Legba keep hammering away on EMS and Alex. Extreme manages to get to his knees before Niklos clamps on a facelock, exposing Alex's ribcage to multiple knees and punches from his brother. He hits Extreme with a reverse suplex next, while Doctor EMS manages to get back to his feet despite Legba's repeated haymakers.
The crowd begins to boo even louder as the door is opened again by the official and Vyolynce marches into the ring.]
AM: Oh man... it really just got worse for everyone in there.
SS: And that means the final member of the team to go in will be Avanter, talk about saving the best for last. The monster will be one of the freshest inside the cage.
DR: Wait a second, Vyolynce is still wearing that metal faceplate!
[Somers tries to swing and connect on Legba, and Vyolynce comes up behind him and locks on a full nelson to the big man. After a few seconds he starts to unleash headbutt after headbutt to the back of his opponent's skull, the metal faceplate doing even more damage. Soon, Somers is released from the full nelson... blood pouring out from the back of his head and a glazed look on his face as he teeters back and forth.]
AM: God, this is getting out of control. Doc can hardly even stand- wait now, why is Niklos and Papa Legba yelling to the referee outside the cage?
[The reason becomes apparent as Ravnos approaches the SoE door to the cage and then as quickly as he can wraps a big chain around and padlocks the door shut! Incredibly loud boos rain down towards the ring as Oz and Chad Grimsson outside the cage try in vain to pull the doors open. The officials scramble to try and open the door, while the four members of Sabbat Justice entered in the match begin to decimate their foes now.]
DR: A whip into the corner on Alex, Scythe knocks him for a loop! Wheel kick on Extreme, knocks him into the cage! Vyolynce and Legba are attempting to cut him as wide open as Erik Grimsson and now Somers...
AM: That thieving jackal Ravnos has ensured they won't be getting any help right away either. This is disgusting!
[Vyolynce applies a bow-and-arrow submission hold to Erik Grimsson, just as Somers is met with a double DDT by the Arcana. And Legba works over a dazed Alex Extreme, using a chinlock to work on his neck area before scooping Alex up on his shoulders. Papa Legba swings Extreme out and into a reverse neckbreaker, planting him on the mat and laying out the Chicago native. Alex holds his head with one hand and slaps the mat in agony with the other, but he's brought back to his feet by the hair and sent into the ropes at the same time as Grimsson.]
DR: STEREO MANDIBLE CLAW MONKEYFLIPS FROM VYOLYNCE AND RAVNOS ROMANI!
[The throw is enough to cause Extreme and Erik to collide with one another, leaving both down in a heap once more. Niklos leaps to the top rope and walks across the middle rope, springboards effortlessly and hits the High Wire across the throat of EMS.
Meanwhile on the outside, the referees have gotten a hold of bolt cutters while Oz continues to talk trash with his opponents in the ring. Chad smacks the side of the cage, then as Erik's bloody face is inches from his own he starts to give his brother a pep talk, doing whatever he can to spur on a comeback until a running knee to the spine from Vyolynce mashes Erik's face into the chain link and more blood oozes through.]
AM: Ugh, it's sick! It's sick that it had to come to this match.
SS: They all knew what they were in for when they signed up for this match.
[Ravnos presses Erik's face into the cage wall with the heel of his boot, as Vyolynce and Legba apply a double armbar on Somers. Niklos goes for another high risk move on Mr. Excitement, but Alex has a surprise of his own...]
DR: What's he got in his hands?
AM: It's brass knuckles! Extreme has brass knuckles in the cage!
DR: Shot to the back of Ravnos' head! Down he goes like a ton of bricks! And now on Legba!
[Papa Legba releases his grasp on EMS as Alex hits him repeatedly in the face until he's bleeding as profusely as some of the others in the match. Alex keeps the comeback going with a shot to the middle of the shoulderblades on Vyolynce, then rips the faceplate off of him. His featureless mask remains as Alex rears back for another knucks shot, but it's stopped by Legba who tears the knuckles out of his hands and executes a Rydeen Bomb on Extreme! Legba flops back onto the canvas immediately after the bomb, his bloodied face now showing the exhaustion of someone who's been in the match the whole time.
His counterpart sits on the second turnbuckle as Niklos charges him only to be caught with headscissors, and flung over the ropes into ring two! Erik strikes quickly, catching Niklos and executing his trademark inverted backslide DDT!]
AM: ERIK EXECUTES THE METAL MELTDOWN!
[Niklos lies unconscious on the mat, while Extreme and Legba stagger to their feet and once again begin to trade blows. Vyolynce cinches in a front facelock once again on EMS, using repeated shots to the bloodied back of his head to keep him immobile.
_SNAP!_
The crowd unleashes a HUGE pop as the refs finally cut the lock and manage to pull the door for the SoE open...
And in comes the massive Chad Grimsson! HUGE POP!
"GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON!"
"GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON!"
"GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON!"
"GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON! GRIM-SSON!"]
DR: The Pit Monster is in the ring and he's trying to regain the advantage for his teammates! Chad with a lariat mows down Ravnos Romani, press slam!
[Chad grabs Legba's arms and allows Alex to deliver several shots to widen the gash on his face, pushes him aside and allows Alex to use him for an elevated dropkick to the face! Erik and Chad reunite in the second ring, as Niklos starts to pull himself up he's irish whipped into a nearby corner and Chad avalanches him with all of his three hundred and fifty pounds. A gorilla press into a powerslam follows, and Erik drops an elbow to accentuate.
Vyolynce loses his grip on EMS as Alex chopblocks him from behind, and after regaining his balance Somers grabs Vyo by the throat and sends him headfirst into the mesh! Alex uses the rebound to plant a savate kick across Vyo's chin!]
AM: The State of Emergency turned this match right around now! Amazing what happens when you're at even strength!
DR: A minute to go before the next stage of War Games, but Chad Grimsson has quite effectively managed to help his team in a big way.
SS: One guy left for each team... Osbourne and Avanter.
AM: We haven't even seen the tip of the iceberg yet.
[Vyolynce is double irish whipped into the middle ropes by EMS and Alex, but Chad and Erik Grimsson manage to pull down the ropes separating the rings and the masked leader of Sabbat Justice falls into ring number two and soon finds himself on the receiving end of a Sons of Cacaphony beatdown. Chad grabs Vyolynce and applies a full nelson, lifts him off the mat and begins to spin around in the middle of the ring. No less than five revolutions includes Erik throwing Niklos in his brother's path where he's knocked off his feet, and Chad finishes off with a dragon suplex that spikes Vyolynce into the mat viciously.
Vyo clutches the cage wall with his hand and tries to pull himself up, but then collapses just inches from Avanter. The big man stares into the cage, at his allies suffering the same misfortunes they were handing out just moments earlier while Osbourne taunts him from across the floor.]
SS: It must be agony for Avanter out there all alone on the floor, his buddies need him!
AM: One thing I don't think I'd class Avanter as is a buddy. He might be an accomplice, an ally, but not a buddy.
DR: Chad Grimsson returns Vyolynce to his feet... EMS AND CHAD COLLIDE WITH HIM IN THE MIDDLE!
AM: Now that's what you call a scythe sandwich! They used one of Vyolynce's own signature calling cards against him.
[Extreme stands on the top turnbuckle and grabs the roof. He begins to swing across like monkey bars and then lets go, falling into a huge legdrop across the throat of Vyo! Niklos tries to nail Erik from behind, but Chad catches him first and spins around into a devastating spinebuster slam!
Alex immediately jumps to his feet and hits a running senton splash across Niklos' stomach, and a bloody but rejuvenated Erik hits the top rope and jumps off into a death-defying corkscrew 450 splash!]
DR: High Speed Dirt by Erik Grimsson, which brings the house down!
AM: Look out look out!
[In the midst of this double and triple-teaming, the giant known as Avanter opens the door and steps into the cage. The first thing he does is make a beeline for Eric Matthew Somers, crushing him up against the wall of the cage with a big avalanche! Somers doesn't leave his feet, not yet, but Avanter drives his shoulder into EMS' stomach and then turns around, allowing Erik Grimsson to rush right into a big boot to the face!]
SS: And Avanter makes five! Sabbat Justice is united finally!
DR: Chad Grimsson with a shot to Avanter's back, but the big man just turns around and stares at him!
[Avanter and Chad begin to trade punches, and after a few seconds EMS and Chad double up and send Avanter into the ropes. A double clothesline makes him teeter, but Avanter comes right back with a double clothesline of his own! The force again shakes the ring and Alex is clobbered from behind by Legba once again, who throws him in between the two rings. Despite his struggles to escape, the two SJ members manage to tie his head up with the two top ropes in the middle section! Alex coughs, turning purple as Avanter turns and knees Somers in the stomach, then applies a double underhook.
Erik desperately tries to free Alex only to be caught by Papa Legba and placed in another sleeperhold, while Ravnos Romani uses a pair of cheap shots on Alex's ribcage to subdue him further. Back in the second ring, Avanter tries to heave EMS up with a suplex, but he's unable to lift. Legba drops the smaller Grimsson and along with the silent giant they execute a tremendous suplex on Somers! Even more impressively, they keep their grip on and both manage to roll back to their feet to hit a second suplex!
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"
"HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!"
As the crowd is dumbfounded at the technical display by Legba and Avanter, Extreme is able to free himself and lies half in each of the rings with the Arcana stomping away at him.]
DR: Sabbat Justice is beginning to take back over in this match, thanks to Avanter and quite an impressive path of destruction he's cut since entering.
AM: Oh great, and Vyolynce is back up too. This can't be a good thing.
[Working with Avanter in the other ring, Legba is able to get Alex Extreme's body draped over the middle ropes so that he's lying face-up. Legba holds on to his lower legs and the Arcana hold on to his arms, as all of them begin to play tug-of-war with the fan favorite much to the chagrin of the crowd.
Then, on Legba's signal all of them let go, and the added momentum spikes Extreme down with a brutal flapjack into the mat! Avanter drops a massive leg across the back of his neck, as Ravnos takes hold of the long abandoned brass knuckles brought into the ring by Extreme.]
SS: Hah! Now that's irony, beaten by your own weapon of destruction.
AM: God, how much longer before Oz can get in there and make this thing even once and for all?!?
DR: Thirty seconds to go!
[Vyolynce grabs an unmoving Extreme and scoops him up, hitting a brainbuster suplex in the middle of the ring. Avanter goes back after Somers, but Eric manages to fight back with a shove on Avanter and a tackle into the cage wall. EMS slams Avanter's face into the cage only to receive a kneelift and then a dropkick to the knee by Niklos, as the Grimsson brothers catch Ravnos in the middle of a cheap shot and instead wind up crushing him with a spear tackle and chopblock combination!]
DR: ENTERING THE PIT! As only the Sons of Cacaphony can do! Ravnos is a mess! The Grimssons pick him back up, toss him into the cage headfirst! He's busted open!
AM: Turnabout is fair game, and Oz is ready to climb in and get this started!
[The crowd is on it's feet for the final entry into War Games tonight. Debs gets on the microphone to announce the final stage.]
DH: Ladies and gentlemen, all ten participants are now in the match. This begins the final stage... THE MATCH BEYOND! The match can only end by SUBMISSION... OR SURRENDER!
[Osbourne climbs into the cage and immediately grabs the Arcana, flinging them both into the ropes at the same time. Niklos dives over an attempted double clothesline while Ravnos slides underneath, but the distraction allows Erik Grimsson to hit a bodypress off his brother's shoulders to smash into the Romanis.
Oz grabs hold of Avanter and Vyolynce and slams their heads together, and as Vyo staggers right into a tilt-a-whirl powerslam by Somers, Osbourne begins to ram Avanter skull-first into the chain link. With each strike, the crowd counts along.
"One!"
"Two!"
"Three!"
"Four!"
"Five!"
"Six!"
"Seven!"
"Eight!"
"Nine!"
"TEN!"
Oz turns to the crowd, shouting out "How ya like me now?!?"... As Avanter, blood now pouring down his face and giving off an eerie image with it soaking his hair to a reddish shade whips his head back, clearing the hair out of his eyes and staring right at Oz with demonic intent.]
AM: He's possessed!
DR: Avanter unleashes a chokeslam onto Randall Osbourne! Chad Grimsson with an axehandle though, and here comes EMS! THEY HAVE AVANTER UP OFF THE MAT...
BATTERING RAM INTO THE WALL!
[The big man staggers, as the crimson mask almost covers his entire face now. The bloodletting continues as Vyolynce applies a standing surfboard submission hold on Erik Grimsson, wearing him down as Papa Legba peppers him with shots to the face as the blood flows anew.
Randall Osbourne stands up again and grabs Niklos, scooping him up for a bodyslam and hangs him upside down in the corner. A foot under the chin keeps him at bay, and then as he turns around Papa Legba is tossed into the middle of ring number two. In a flash he's surrounded by "Doctor EMS", Chad Grimsson and Oz, and as he tries to fight them off...]
WHAM~!]
DR: TRIPLE HEART PUNCH! Legba just took a triple debilitating punch to the chest, I don't think he can breathe!
SS: That has to constitute a disqualification or something, that's attempted murder!
[Sensing that his teammate may be in serious trouble, Vyolynce breaks up an attempted submission by hitting the Oblivion on Chad Grimsson while Alex Extreme is caught in a mid-bodypress off the second rope by Avanter...
And in the same motion Avanter lifts Alex up across his shoulders and executes a running death valley driver toss into the wall of the cage! Alex practically lands on his head on the way down, and Avanter grabs him and tries to set up for a powerbomb. Chad breaks his grasp though and spins Avanter around into a german suplex...
But Avanter elbowsmashes him and turns his grasp around into an elevated reverse bearhug! A few seconds later Vyolynce clips Oz and takes him down in an STF submission hold!]
DR: A pair of submission holds by two members of Sabbat Justice, this could be the end of the match! The only way to win is to make your opponent tap out...
AM: Alex to the rescu- Dammit, dragon sleeper applied by Legba!
SS: AND RAVNOS IS CHOKING THE HELL OUT OF SOMERS! RING THE BELL NOW, THERE IS NO ESCAPE!
[As the four members of Sabbat Justice lock in their holds, Niklos Romani attempts to send Erik Grimsson crashing into the cage wall again. But Erik reverses and sends Niklos into the wall instead, and he rebounds off into an atomic drop. Somers manages to break Ravnos' grasp and flip him forward... reaches down and produces a pair of objects from inside his boot.]
AM: DOC HAS A PAIR OF TONGUE DEPRESSORS!
[EMS grabs Ravnos with a mandible claw, concealing one of the depressors in his hand as he presses down. Erik shoves Niklos into Somers' grasp with the other hand, and a double Tongue Depressor is the result!]
DR: Somers has the Arcana at bay! Erik breaks up Avanter's grasp on his brother, the Sons of Cacaphony with a double legsweep takedown!
[Vyolynce comes to Avanter's rescue, running Chad into the cage wall and knocking him down as Avanter throws Erik into ring one with a lawn-dart style toss. Osbourne breaks up the dragon sleeper on Extreme, but in the process is caught in a full nelson by the massive Avanter.
Avanter turns Osbourne over and applies the full nelson like a camel clutch, then a few seconds later Vyo grabs his legs and gets him in a Boston crab at the same time. As the Dark Horse is elevated off the mat entirely and stretched to hell, the crowd begins to rumble with another loud round of boos!]
DR: What a submission, that double cradle hold is murder on Randall Osbourne's back and spine!
SS: Double cradle? HELL, THAT'S A CRADLE OF DARKNESS!
[The carnage continues as EMS releases the Romani brothers, but then mows them down with a double lariat that flips them 360 degrees in the air. Somers helps Alex Extreme return to his feet and together they continue the work on Niklos and Ravnos...
And Erik Grimsson dives through from ring one to ring two with a dropkick to Vyolynce's jaw! It manages to release Oz from his personal hell, although Avanter grabs Erik and lays him out flat with the For Whom The Bell Tolls in the middle of the ring to a gigantic heel pop! As Vyolynce grabs Oz, something sails into the cage from the audience...]
AM: What the hell was that?
SS: It's... a potato?
DR: Look in the crowd! Doctor EMS's neice and nephew, Julia and Howie Somers! They have a potato bazooka!
SS: Who the hell let them in the building with that thing?!? It's a major distraction!
AM: I think that's the point, Sam!
[As another potato rockets into the chain link, Vyolynce turns his head in surprise...
And Osbourne counters an armbar into a chokehold, and in turn flattens Vyolynce with the Road to Nowhere! HUGE POP~!]
DR: Vyolynce is out! Erik Grimsson is out! The Romanis are down! Papa Legba with a charge into Alex... sidesteps, into the cage!
CRADLE TO GRAVE!
[Alex rolls to his feet, the crowd explodes for him as he heads to the top turnbuckle! But before he can dive off onto Avanter, the monster shoves him backwards into the corner, his head striking the wall and knocking him silly.
Ravnos Romani begins to pick himself up and sits in the same corner Alex remains slumped on the top rope. The eldest Romani begins to rummage around in his pants and slowly produces a shiny object, grinning. The crowd sees the object and explodes into a chorus of heel pops!]
AM: ROMANI HAS HANDCUFFS!
SS: He's brilliant!
DR: Ravnos is climbing the ropes where Alex is... HE SNAPPED THEM ONTO THE CEILING! Don't tell me he's going to...
HE'S HANDCUFFED ALEX EXTREME TO THE ROOF OF THE CAGE!
[The boos continue to rain down, Alex flailing desperately now as he hangs from the ceiling, his feet on the top turnbuckle and unable to go anywhere else.
Chad Grimsson hits a long distance snapmare to bring Ravnos crashing down off the turnbuckle, and he and EMS raise him up for a double gorilla press. Avanter stumbles to his feet and grabs a barely conscious Erik Grimsson, preparing to hit a second For Whom The Bell Tolls...
But a spear tackle into the wall by Oz saves Erik from the powerbomb, although his neck snaps off the top rope and he again hits the mat limply. As Osbourne drives Avanter into the mat with a Road to Nowhere inverted DDT to HUGE POPS...
Papa Legba uses the prone Alex as a piņata, several jabs and punches to the stomach leaving welts and bruises while Alex hangs from the ceiling...
The Arcana suffer the same fate, double powerbombs at the same time by Chad and EMS...
While through it all...]
DR: VYOLYNCE APPLIES THE EMBRACE OF DARKNESS ON ERIK GRIMSSON!
AND ERIK TAPS OUT!
["Something Wicked" begins to play over the speaker system and the crowd is near to riot as the bell sounds.]
DH: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS OF THE WAR GAMES...
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAABBBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT JUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICE!
[Vyolynce releases Erik and slowly rises to his feet, as his fellow stablemates roll for the exits to the cage. Sabbat Justice regroups on the outside, most of them bleeding profusely by now. Papa Legba grabs Shaka's leesh, as the panther is roused from it's sleep at ringside.
A quick raise of the arms is all the celebration the group allows before they head up the aisle to the back, leaving the State of Emergency inside the ring. Officials climb to the roof of the cage and manage to unlock the cuffs on Alex, sending him to the mat in exhaustion.]
DR: What a truly wicked match this was, I don't know if anyone involved will ever be the same again.
AM: You can say that again. Erik may have tapped out in the end but what a performance by him and by everyone else tonight. Between the loss of blood and the devastation caused and dished out, this was a match I don't think we'll soon forget.
SS: Both teams came prepared for war, and tonight there were no winners. Everybody's sore as hell.
[One by one, the bloody SoE members leave the cage. As they do, the crowd shows what they think of their efforts.
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"
"S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E! S-O-E!"]
DR: Without a doubt. Fans, we'll be back in just a couple of minutes.