[PAW] 9.17 Card II
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while Black Thorne broke off his fighting and followed. Miller argued with
Peter Daye while the Offspring tried to pull himself together as the camera
disappeared into the back ...
... into the back where the masked woman was standing outside of a dressing
room door with a young, attractive woman by her side. With her knocking, the
door opened to reveal Drake Russell inside.)
Drake Russell: Yes?
Woman in the mask: I hate to be the bearer of bad news but with the promotion’s
financial status of late, we’ve had to make several sacrifices. In order to
free up money to pay past debts, we’re having to let some of the wrestlers go
...
Unfortunately, you’re one of the victims of our financial crunch ...
Drake Russell: WHAT!?!?!?
Woman in the mask: I’m going to have to let you go ... as much as it saddens me
to have to release, I have to do what is best for the company.
On the bright side of things, Ms. Jessica Falcon here would like to offer you
work in her promotion out of Arizona ...
(The young woman steps forward to speak to the baffled Russell as the camera
breaks away to the backstage entrance where Hiroshima Nagasaki is slowly making
his way towards the building. Though dressed in street clothes, the H-Bomb's
menacing scowl and game face are already in place.
Stepping up to the camera, the H-Bomb bends down close to the camera where only
his face can be seen and speaks.)
Hiroshima Nagasaki: Tonight Extremist I, Hiroshima Nagasaki will make an
example out of you in front of the entire PAW organization and all its fans.
Prepare to be annihilated.
(With that said, he makes his way into the building and opening the door,
Nagasaki is met square in the face by a chair. As the H-Bomb crumples to the
floor, the Extremist hits him fullforce on the back with a second chair shot.
Picking Nagasaki up by the hair, the Extremist begins dragging him through the
backstage area toward the ring making sure to take every opportunity to smash
Hiroshima into numerous objects. Upon reaching ringside, Extremist continues to
punish Nagasaki with punches and kicks.
Following a brutal clothesline, Nagasaki is rammed head first into the
ringpost. Nagasaki is busted wide open and appears nearly unconscious as he is
thrown into the ring. The Extremist follows his opponent into the ring with a
flying elbow off the top rope.
With both combatants inside the ring, Daye calls for the bell.)
*** Ding *** Ding *** Ding ***
Diving into the ring, Daye slaps out a count and somehow Nagasaki is able to
kick out of the pin. With a look of frustration on his face, the Extremist
picks Nagasaki up and drives him into the mat with a Vertical Suplex.
Looking confident, Extremist begins to ascend the ropes. The Extremist barely
misses with a Legdrop as Nagasaki rolls out of the way. Rising unsteadily to
his feet, H-Bomb catches the Extremist straight in the throat with double chop
as he gets up.
Nagasaki grabs his opponent's left leg and lays in with a Dragonscrew Legdrag.
Holding on to the leg, Nagasaki raises his opponent up and delivers a second
Dragonscrew. The Extremist clutches his knee in obvious pain.
Not letting up for a second, Hiro begins to work over the already injured knee
twisting it, and dropping knees on it repeatedly. Nagasaki allows his opponent
to get to his feet long enough to be knocked back to the canvas as Nagasaki
Dropkicks the Extremist's injured knee.
Placing the Extremist's foot over the second rope, Nagasaki climbs to the
second rope and jumps onto the appendage. Extremist screams in pain as
Nagasaki stalks around the ring. The ref begins checking on the injured knee to
see if the match needs to be stopped.
As Nagasaki waits in the corner, Mean Darlene walks out from the back and hits
him from behind with a Singapore Cane. Much to her surprise, the blow has no
effect on the H-Bomb, who turns toward Darlene with a smile on his face.
Taking off for the back with Nagasaki hot on her trail, Darlene disappears.
The camera follows Nagasaki into the back as he unsuccessfully tries to find
her.
In the ring, with the Extremist still down holding his knee, Daye starts
acount. A furious Nagasaki, giving up on finding Darlene heads back towards the
ring only to arrive at ringside in time to be counted out.
*** Ding *** Ding *** Ding ***
(Angered, Nagasaki jumps into the ring scoops up the Extremist and lands the
Nagasaki Driver before being pushed back by the ref. Leaving the ring after
threatening Daye, he pulled a table out from underneath the ring apron. Setting
it up on the outside, he pulled it into position in front of the scaffolding.
Not finished with his work, Nagasaki pulled a second table out and set it up on
top of the first one.
Going back into the ring, he pulled the Extremist to the outside. Pointing at
the tables then to the scaffolding, Nagasaki brought the fans to their feet as
he started to climb to the top with.
Finally making it to the top, Nagasaki looks down at the tables and gestures
with his thumb across his throat before pulling the Extremist up. Out of a
Standing Head Scissors, the Extremist was hefted into the air as Nagasaki
turned towards the tables below the scaffolding.
Wrapping his legs around Nagasaki’s neck, the Extremist threw his body
backwards with a Hurrincanrana but rather than pull Nagasaki over the edge, he
was released and sent hurtling towards the tables. Twisting his body, the
Extremist hit the first table, going through it then doing the same to the
second one.
The fans gasped at the fall which had Nagasaki laughing and pointing down at
the unmoving Extremist. Smacking his elbow several times, Nagasaki did the
unthinkable and leapt from the top, hitting an El bow Drop.
The fans stood silent before Nagasaki returned to his feet and walked off to
the back as help rushed out. After several minutes, the Extremist was strapped
down to a board and wheeled away to the back.
The crowd started buzzing once again when Blur's "Song 2" blasted from the
loudspeakers. Out steps "Street Soldier" Justin Hart ... PAW Texas Heavyweight
belt in hand. He stands in the entranceway, looking around at the crowd.
Suddenly, he hops the guardrail, walking through the crowd, slapping hands
while he swims through the sea of fans. Finally making his way back to the
railing, he hops back over and slides into the ring. Walking over to the
corner, he holds the belt high above his head in one hand, and speaks into the
mic.)
Justin Hart: What's up ... TEXAAAAAAAAAAAAS!
(Hart stands on the turnbuckle listening to the crowd.)
Notice anything different about me? Oh yeah ... picked up some fresh new
jewlery. ..
(Hart hops down and places the belt against his waist. Looking around at the
fans, he turns and gives everyone a good look.)
Now it's said by some that my very posession of this belt tarnishes it ...
well, in the next few weeks, we'll find out if that's true or not ... that's
right, FUCK what Russell said. I'm not ready to give this thing up! I did that
once in the interest of fair play and got nothing but an earache. Now I'm gonna
do the talking. For starters, in response to Russell ... wait your turn ...
you're bound to get a shot and I ain't gonna run. So when it happens, it
happens ... and there won't be any doubt about the outcome ...
(Hart takes the belt back off and holds it in his hand.)
Next we have Chop Saki ... Hiroshima Nagasaki to his friends ... that's why I
call him Chop Saki. See, when you come in here and insult PAW and American
wrestlers, you insult me. I'm American ... I wrestle and I'm a part of this
federation. That was mistake number 1. Insulting me in the hall, number 2. Now
you threaten me ... me!!! The resident toughest SOB! Strike three, asswipe!
Shine the belt up for you, huh? I'll polish it with your tongue first! Here in
America, boy, we do things differently than what you claim over there in the
Land of the Rising Sun. Slap down a Good Ol' Boy and he just might get up and
introduce you to a rightly good ass-whuupin. So, I'm gonna say this as plainly
as I can ...
... DON'T fuck with me, gaijin.
(Hart slips off his wraparounds. Getting a good swing, he pitches them into the
crowd.)
Seth ... again, thanks for the sympathy ... but ain't you got enough gold? You
greedy little bastard! Ah hell, it's to be expected ... just another
Californian with "gold fever" I guess. Say is it just me or can these PAW guys
actually be a bunch of caring, soft-hearted individuals? Who knows, right? My
soft side appreciates the concern ...
(Hart hangs his head down out of view, then holds it up again, with a stern
expression on his face...)
... but my BUSINESS side wants me to remind you idiots that I'm not lying down
for NOBODY. So do your thing, earn your shots, line 'em up, Perris...
... and I'll knock 'em down! Time to open a can of whoop ass, folks! Maeda ...
GET OUT HERE ... NOW!!!
(Christian Maeda was only too happy to stroll out from the back followed by his
bodyguard, Black Thorne. Maeda didn’t look too happy with only the PAW
Television Title over his shoulder as he climbed into the ring.
Ass soon as he was in the ring, Peter Daye had his hands full as both
Champions met in the center of the ring and went nose to nose.
There was some heavy talking between the two. The fans were on their feet
egging the two on when the fireworks started. Maeda shoved Hart out of his face
and the Texas Champ retaliated by shoving Maeda to the mat and then nailing
Black Thorne with a Right Cross. With the battle starting, Daye called for the
bell.)
*** Ding *** Ding *** Ding ***
Both men vacated the ring, leaving Hart alone with Peter Daye. In the center,
Hart was ready to go, his fists balled and a look on his face that could have
killed.
Maeda tried to dive back into the ring but each time, Hart was there to start
in with the Boots to the back. On the other side of the ring, Black Thorne
bought Maeda time to get into the ring as he himself entered which drew Hart’s
attention.
Punches were exchanged between the two until Maeda was in the ring spinning
Hart around. Thorne took a powder as soon as Maeda launched a fusillade of
Punches that had Hart staggering backwards.
Whipping him into the ropes, Maeda caught Hart on the return and wrapped him
up, turning his body into an Abdominal Stretch. Maeda almost had it locked in
but Hart was able to counter with a Hip Toss. Hart followed that with a Leg
Drop.
Grabbing Maeda up, Hart put him up across his shoulders but wasn’t able to hold
his squirming opponent. Snapping around, Hart drove a Boot into Maeda’s
midsection then grabbed his hair before driving his face into the mat. Rolling
Maeda to his back, Hart hooked a leg for a 2 count.
With a Whip into the ropes, Hart followed with his Corner Splash, the Hangtime.
Stepping back, Hart caught the staggering Maeda out of the corner, planting his
head into the mat with a DDT.
Before getting a cover, Hart had Black Thorne to contend with as the bodyguard
entered the ring. With Hart being pulled off of the prone Maeda, he and Thorne
went at it throwing a flurry of Punches. Things were even as both men landed a
number of shots until Hart blocked a couple of blows and reared back with one
big shot.
Hart backed Thorne into a corner when Seth walloped him in the back with a
chair. After knocking Hart to the mat, he helped Maeda pull the man back to his
feet for a Maeda Fisherman Suplex.
The fans were booing the Heartbreakers who were busy celebrating in the ring
when their little party was broken up by Hiroshima Nagasaki who slid into the
ring.
A stiff Kick sent Seth out of the ring and a series of hard Chops and a Double
Thrust to the throat did in Christian Maeda which in turn led to Thorne and
Nagasaki mixing it up in the center of the ring.
Nagasaki’s Spinning Back Kick caught Thorne on the chin and sent the big man
down. Spinning on his heels, Nagasaki pointed at the Texas Heavyweight Champion
before sliding his thumb across his throat. The Champ didn’t flinch, catching
Nagasaki’s leg on the Spinning Back Kick on his shoulder. Leaning his weight
forward, Hart slammed Nagasaki down to the mat.
From a top mounted position, Hart started firing away with Punches until Seth
dove off the top turnbuckle, catching Hart with an Elbow on the way down.
Maeda flipped back into the ring with a Slingshot Somersault Leg Drop. Things
were getting out of hand as Thorne slid a table into the ring with Hart down
holding his head.
Daye finally called for the bell when Thorne shoved him out of the way before
setting the table up. The bell sounded the end of the match with the ref
throwing it out.
** Ding *** Ding *** Ding ***
(Several wrestlers rushed out from the back to the ring ... Pep Preston, Emilio
Ramirez, Paco, Skip Westervelt and Chip all hit the ring to break things up
followed by several members of the PAW Security.
The fans were chanting “PAW!” when the camera broke away to the back where a
pacing Offspring was being watched by partner Ryan Miller. Back and forth the
agitated wrestler went until there was a knock at the door.
Jerking his braided head around, the masked man stopped his pacing. A second
knock snapped him to attention before he approached the door.
Opening it, he was greeted by the sight of the woman in his mask and a lovely
woman he hadn’t seen before.)
Offspring: What do you want, chica?
Woman in the mask: I hate to be the bearer of bad news but with the promotion’s
financial status of late, we’ve had to make several sacrifices ... which means
we’re having to let some of the wrestlers go ...
Unfortunately, you and Mr. Miller are both victims of our financial crunch ...
Offspring & Ryan Miller: WHAT!?!?!?
Woman in the mask: I’m going to have to let you go ... I have to do what is
best for the company.
On the bright side of things, Ms. Jessica Falcon here would like to offer you
work in her promotion out of Arizona ...
(The young woman steps forward to speak to the baffled pair only to have the
door slammed in her face as the credits begin to roll.)
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