The Slaughterhouse logo flickers in bright neon blue and pink, illuminating an otherwise dark night.
Just then, there’s a whistle and a hard gust of wind that kicks up trash from the pavement and sends it tumbling down the street.
Slowly but surely, our Slaughterhouse logo is overtaken by something dark and grey. The darkness invades every inch of light, making it duller and less vibrant. We follow the source of the darkness inside, curving around the bends and walls of The Slaughterhouse until we arrive backstage.
There we see people preparing for the show ahead.
Luke Storm and Voynich are shaking hands, re-establishing their respect for one another, until the dark breeze passes by them and they abruptly stop – slowly releasing their grasp on the others hand.
Something immediately changes.
We continue down the hallway, passing by Viper Roberts and Sigil, who go from mutual conversation to simply staring at one another. Roberts backs away, his eyes darker than they were before.
Stoner and Jessie Williams are smoking weed, laughing and giggling amongst themselves in a locker room tucked far away from the halls. The darkness likewise seeps under their closed door and infects their haze, turning it dark and terrifying.
Their laughter stops.
Their amusement is over.
And silence ensues.
Finally, we catch up with the dark smoke in the halls leading towards the office that once belonged to The Butcher. It filters inside dangerously, before forming a terrifying figure.
He cackles a horrifying and loud screeching laugh.
Then we turn to static.
KINGS OF THE STONED AGE © vs. BAD MOTHERFUCKERS vs. PERFECT STRANGERS
Kings Of The Stoned Age hold the straps coming into Double Tap but between them and a chance of retention are a pair of Bad Motherfuckers desperate to prove good guys do finish last. However, there are a couple of Perfect Strangers dreaming big and out to make success a reality.
All three teams are inside the ring. Pyre – being the baddest bitch in town – runs at Stoner, suckerpunching him with a shot to the back of the head, the momentum sending the smoker stumbling comedically into the turnbuckle. Pyre begins cackling a cunty laugh.
BUT JESSIE WILLIAMS WIPES THAT FUCKING GRIN OFF HER FACE!!!
The Superman punch sends The Fire Bitch through the ropes and out of the ring. Zero seeks revenge but the prince counters with an uppercut then a tornado kick!
Then out of nowhere Perfect Strangers combine.
CXDY leaps over the fallen Prince.
Zero drags the referee out of the ring.
PUNK CITY KILLER!!!
TO THE OFFICIAL!!!
JUST BECAUSE ZERO IS A BAD MOTHERFUCKER!!!!
The cyborg climbs onto the ring apron but he’s intercepted by Mordecai, The Gatekeeper of Dreams pulling the VHS Champion over the top rope.
AIR RAID CRASH NECKBREAKER CONNECTS!!!
NOW STONER IS INTO THE FRAY!!!
SPANKER DANKER PICKLE TO MORDECAI!!!
SHINING WIZARD TO CXDY!!!
JESSIE WILLIAMS FROM THE TOP ROPE!!!
CALL OF THE CHOSEN!!!!
CRY THE KINGS OF THE STONED AGE!!!!
But there’s no time for a cover because Pyre slingshots over the top rope.
STONER GETS SPUN!!!
AND ZERO GOOZLES JESSIE!!!
INTO A BACKSTABBER!!!
THESE MUTHAFUCKERS ARE BAD TO THE BONE!!!!
The ref recovers in time for Zero to make the cover.
The Gatekeeper drags Pyre off Jessie into a swinging cobra clutch
SWEET DREAMS FOR THE DESTROYER OF WONDERLAND!!!!
AND SHE’S LAUNCHED STRAIGHT INTO ZERO!!!
Now Stoner wants a piece but Mordecai counters him straight into the pumphandle sitout bomb.
THE SPINNING BACKBREAKER RACK PUTS DOWN THE PRINCE!!!
MORDECAI HAS PUT EVERY DAMN OPPONENT TO SLEEP!!!!
CXDY is on the top turnbuckle and he’s calling for the end. Mordecai grabs Pyre and lifts her up for a belly to back pilederiver.
COUNTERED WITH A HURRICANRANA!!!
CXDY FLIES OFF THE TOP ROPE!!!
INTO A CODEBREAKER FROM THE QUEEN OF FLAMES!!!
Stoner is up and he surprises Pyre
DROPKICK OF DOOM!!!
Then usually the red mist descends over the toker’s eyes and he tears away the turnbuckle cover. He peels Pyre off the mat.
Zero intervenes to save his partner, then lifting Stoner with his bionic arm.
CHOKESLAM ONTO THE EXPOSED STEEL TURNBUCKLE!!!
Stoner is as good as couch-locked after that hit from Zero’s bong but Pyre wants more, whispering something into Zero’s ear that draws a smirk. Whatever it is we don’t find out what.
DOUBLE RUNNING LARIAT!!!!
BIGGER IN JAPAN!!!
THAT’S A LITTLE REFLECTION OF PERFECTION!!!
CXDY is pumped now, screaming trash at the Bad Motherfuckers. He lifts them both into reverse headlocks.
ARE WE ABOUT TO SEE A DOUBLE PERFECT ENDING?
DOUBLE BACK BODY DROP TO CXDY!!!!
HERE COMES THE PRINCE!!!
PUNK CITY KILLER!!!!
IT’S DOUBLE THE PUNISHMENT FOR THE PRINCE AS HE IS USURPED BY THE KILLER QUEEN!!!!
The Kings Of Stoned Age’s reign is over as Bad Motherfuckers move into the final four, their eyes very much on the prize!
LEIF HELVIG, BANZAN & SANCTUS BELLATOR
“Banzan?” He asks nervously, looking at both men – unsure of the face the name belongs to. “I’m looking for Banzan?”
The Mountain steps forward, his arms folded.
“What do you want?” He growls.
Everyone seems a little more aggressive tonight.
A little more on edge than usual.
“Y-You don’t know me,” he stutters and stammers. “But I was enslaved by a terrifying monster. He wanted to study me. I-I managed to escape, but I don’t think that was by accident.”
“Spit it out, kid,” Banzan roars. “What do you want?”
“I think it’s best if you just watch this.”
The young man hands over the tape and makes a hasty exit, leaving it to Banzan to place it into the television/video unit.
We’re immediately thrust into some dark and grainy footage, inside what looks to be a dungeon. Sat there, dirty, chained and drugged, is none other than Leif Helvig.
A voice booms in the background.
“You’re still alive,” a deep growling voice states, impressed. “I wonder for how long?”
Banzan looks towards Sanctus, who shakes his head.
“I’m guessing this is your fault?” He accuses, folding his arms in disgust.
The Mountain snarls.
THE DEADLY ALLIANCE vs. PIRATE GOLD vs. FAITH OF THE CHOSEN
Will faith lead the chosen on the road to success, will The Deadly Alliance add more skin to the collection or is the barrel of treasure at the end of the Double Tap rainbow destined to become Pirate Gold?
Grimwolf and Bellator get this started and The Pirate bursts out of the traps and he’s looking for a high impact clothesline. Bellator, agile as a cat, leaps out of the way, handspring off the ropes into a swinging hurricanrana and the grounded armbar. Grimwolf is hollowing in agony and Bellator is trying to yank the shoulder out of the joint.
Sigil teleports into the ring and saves Grimwolf as he looked certain to tap with a double footstomp through the portal. Banzan steps into the ring to intercept The Collector but here come the flurry of blows.
BANZAN JUST DRILLED SIGIL INTO A NEW REALM COUNTERING THE STRIKE FLURRY!!!
Bellator is now on the top rope. He let’s fly.
DOUBLE FOOT STOMP-
CUT OFF IN MID-AIR!!!!
VIPER ROBERTS WITH A MID-AIR BELT STRIKE!!!
THE SERPENT IS TANNIN’ THE HIDE!!!!!
The Head Snake is whacking any damn thing that moves inside the ring. Bellator is flagellated more than Jesus in the Passion. In comes Cael Cable but he’s cut down like a sapling and given six sinister slaps with that snakeskin.
BANZAN WITH A BRUTAL KNEE STRIKE…
…HE ALMOST DAMN DECAPITATED THE DEADLY DIRTBAG!!!!
The Mountain stands tall inside the ring.
TO THE BACK OF BANZAN!!!!
Grimwolf just Caesared the conqueror of Leif Helvig and then Cael Gable with a waitlock and a big ass German suplex, Grimwolf with the Pele kick.
PIRATE GOLD ARE DIGGING FOR THE CHEST OF GLORY!!!
Grimwolf and Gable stand proud.
Sigil appears behind Gable and takes him into a sleeper hold.
BRASS KNUX STRIKE!!!!
FROM THE VIPER TO THE OLYMPIAN!!!!
Grimwolf comes to his partner’s aid.
THE KOBRA KISS SENDS GRIMWOLF OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!
Bellator is back into the action and he stuns sigil with a stinging chop to the back of the neck, then a standing moonsault side slam.
SANCTUS BELLATOR MAY HAVE JUST WON THE MATCH RIGHT THERE!!!
The Templar covers but there’s a big shake of the head and wag of a finger from the official.
SIGIL ISN’T THE LEGAL MAN!!!
ISRAEL GRIMWOLF STILL IS!!!
But there is no time for Sanctus to argue because Viper low blows The Templar.
There are bodies everywhere in the ring. Sigil has teleported Israel Grimwolf back into the ring and then tags himself in. A cover on Bellator…
CAEL GABLE SAVES HIS PARTNER!!!
Finally the referee asserts some authority, clearing the ring of all but Santus Bellator and Sigil. The Templar and The Collector go straight for each other and Sigil proves why he is OSW’s purest striker because he’s on top very quickly. Sigil lifts Bellator up looking to slam him across his knee.
BELLATOR ESCAPES AND LEAPS FOR A CORNER…
TAGGING IN BANZAN!!!!
Banzan moves as quick as he can – which isn’t especially swift – but he glides across the mat and meets Sigil with a powerful palm strike combination.
Sigil drops to his knees, Banzan uses the ropes for momentum.
Sigil appears behind Banzan.
CHOP TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!!
AND OFF THE ROPES LOOKING FOR A PLANESWALKER TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!!
GRIMWOLF WITH A BIG BOOT!!!!
The official tries to usher Grimwolf out of the ring but he’s resisting. Banzan joins in and he’s blind tagged by Cael Gable. Sigil COSMIC LEAPS and tags in Sanctus Bellator. The Templar charges at Pirate Gold
BUT HE TAKES A HEART PUNCH!!!!
DEAD MAN’S CHEST!!!!
Grimwolf whips Bellator into Gable.
JUMPING KNEE STRIKE!!!
Pirate Gold with the devastating double team to seal the win and progress to the semi-finals!
The sound of a long buzzing can be heard as doors inside the Super Max prison slide open before us. We see a shiny pair of brown shoes step inside a very dark room.
There, sat against a grimy wall, naked, dirty and alone is a figure we can barely make out.
The person throws down a trash bag full of items that clunk as they hit the floor.
“That was an admirable decision you made,” a voice softly says into the dark void before him; it’s Ben Kane.
The naked man stands up and walks towards his things, bending down to retrieve them. We focus on Ben as the person puts them back on. When he’s finished, we finally see him.
“We’re but black fingers of the black hand, are we not?” Corvus mutters, straightening himself out.
Whoa, Ben Kane is a member of The Black Hand?
That’s a revelation.
He walks towards the door, illuminated by a bright light that blinds him. Corvus shies his head away slightly.
“Is he gone?” The Crow asks.
“Bill? Yeah, he’s gone. As far as he’s concerned, that part of his life is over,” Kane says gladly. “I wish I could say the same for me.”
That forces a wry smile out of Corvus.
“We’ve a lot of work to do yet, Ben,” The Crow reminds him. “For the greater good.”
He walks out into the light, leaving Kane alone in the room – his face a picture of desperation and sadness.
THE HARBINGERS vs. CREEPING DEATH vs. HER MAJESTY’S PLEASURE
We have a cracking first round match here as three teams fight for the right to move on. Will the sheer power win out, will the cagey assassins fight to move on or will money rule over all?
The bell sounds as Sandman rushes forward, nearly taking Nigel Royal’s head off with a massive Big Boot. Albie Shaw turns to defend his partner but walks into a stiff Roundhouse kick from Corvus before the Crow turns around into a hand around his throat.
TO S…ELBOW TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD FROM DEATHNOTE!
Sandman drops Corvus, turning into a flurry of lefts and rights that barely affect the Dream Demon before Sandman drops him to his knees with a skull rattling headbutt. Deathnote leans over on his hands and knees
GIVING A LAUNCHING PAD FOR CORVUS
Sandman is dazed as he stumbles right into the grip of the risen Deathnote who lifts him up high
GATHER THY SOUL! DEATH’S TOUCH!
Sandman is out of it but before Deathnote can drop down for the cover,
Albie Shaw just levels him with that Claymore Kick, Corvus rushes forward trying to take down Shaw but gets a stiff elbow to the back of the head from Nigel Royal who picks him before dropping him on the back of his head with a Belly to Back Suplex.
Royal holds on, delivering a second and then a third before lifting him up half way as Shaw bounces off the ropes
GBH! Nigel delivers that fourth Back Suplex with venom completing the Royal Flush with that modified Hart Attack showing Crime does indeed Pay. Royal keeps Corvus’s shoulders down for the cover
Royal breaks the count, twisting himself on the mat before locking Corvus in the Dungeons of London! Corvus screams in pain but his agony is about to double as Albie Shaw drops down too, locking in his own crossface
Corvus could be done as he looks seconds away from tapping out
KISS OF DEATH! DOUBLE FOOTSTOMP!
Deathnote just saves this for his team with that huge double footstomp as all four men are out on the canvas, the God King finally stepping out of his corner looking to pick up the pieces.
Royal is lifted up off the mat, WARLORD’S HAND! Shaw rushes in, trying for another GBH
KNEEL! Darklord kicks that bitch out of mid-run as Deathnote gets to his feet, he’s dealt a massive kick to the gut before being lifted up high with one hand through his legs
BEFORE A BLACK HOLE NEARLY DELIVERS HIM THROUGH THE MAT!
Darklord is cleaning damn house here as he pulls the hurting Corvus up
BLACK BLADE’S HAN…NO! Corvus tries for that RKO but he’s spun around before getting locked into the King’s Grasp
Corvus struggles under the rear naked choke as he looks up, the Sandman looming over him with his twisted nails bearing down
CARTHIAN SLUMBER! Corvus is in absolute agony here as he’s forced to tap out!
The Harbringers advance to the semi-final here with an absolute destructive showing that could well be an omen of things to come
A few days later.
A beautiful house in the middle of the suburbs.
You know the type – large, white picket fence surrounding the front garden. It’s the American ideal of perfection.
Stood at the door way with his arm around his family is none other than Cody Williams. To the left of him is his beautiful wife Sasha and before them, dressed in a little suit, is Cody Preston Jr.
A news camera crew films as a reporter approaches with a microphone.
“I’m here today with the Williams family,” she says with a large toothy smile. “Yesterday, this family came together to do the unthinkable. When little Cody Junior heard screaming at his next-door neighbour’s home, he ran to get his mum and dad.”
She pauses for a moment.
“When Cody and Sasha came to see what the commotion was all about, what they found was utterly astonishing. A man had broken into their neighbour’s home and was attempting to burgle it. As Sasha called the police, Cody – a professional wrestler, made entry to the home and stopped the robbery. Cody, tell us what happened?”
“I just did what anyone else would do,” CXDY admits with a knowing nod. “I broke the door down and found him standing over Martha – so I tackled him to the ground and restrained him whilst the authorities were being called.”
The reporter smiles, turning her attention to Sasha.
“Is this something your husband does often? Is he usually the hero?” She queries.
Sasha looks at CXDY, the smile on her face as fraudulent as can be. She wants to say yes, only in recent memory, that hasn’t quite been true.
However, she stands by him – as you’d expect.
“Cody is a brilliant husband, father and man,” Sasha proudly states. “He knew what needed to be done and did it. Martha is alive because of him.”
“This perfect family saved the life of their neighbour; Cody Williams – a wrestling hero, came to the aide of an elderly woman about to be seriously harmed. It isn’t every day we get to report on such a wonderful heart-warming story. My name is Tania Davies and this is a report for Channel 5 News.”
The cameras cut and the news reporter shakes the hands of the Williams family before backing away to check in with her crew. CJ re-enters the house, leaving Sasha and Cody behind.
“Did you mean it?” CXDY asks honestly.
“You know I did,” she replies with a loving hand to the face. “It’s just – you’ve not been the best you recently. You wanted to get your foot in the door, which is why you joined the IWF invasion. You wanted revenge on The Butcher, which is why you joined Blood Money Incorporated. You’ve always had a reason for doing the things you do and none of them are good. I just want you to be the best you, that’s all.”
He looks at her with sadness in his eyes – sadness we’ve never seen from him before. With a heavy heart, he nods his head.
“I’m finished with the means to an end, Sasha,” he admits. “I promise. I’m going to make both you and CJ proud of me from here on out; for our family.”
CURSED DREAMERS vs. CACKLE TO THE COFFIN vs. FACES OF REASON
We have another huge first round match in the Double Tap tournament. Can old rivals work together to create wonders, will evil violence reign supreme or will psychotic intelligence win the day?
The bell sounds as the Dreamers take first blood, Voynich delivering a huge running dropkick to Seesaw that sends him flying out of the ring before Storm ducks underneath a clothesline attempt from Simon, kicking him in the gut as he turns around
GALE FORCE! STUNNNNERR!
Storm can’t capitalize as he’s grabbed from behind by Kaine who spins him around, RIPCORD CLOTHESLINE!
Kaine backs up, trying for the Northern Lariat but gets dropped to the mat suddenly by Voynich with a stiff bulldog. Storm staggers back up to his feet as Seesaw dives off the middle rope
THE FREEMAN BLASTER! PEW PEW!
Storm crashes to the mat as Voynich turns right as Seesaw drops flat on his back
SURPRISE, YOU’RE DEAD!
The hard slap to the face stuns Voynich who’s lifted up onto Seesaw’s shoulders before he’s dropped down onto the waiting knee of Kaine
Cackle can’t capitalise as Seesaw is spun around, SIMONPLEX! Simon quickly gets to his feet, ducking underneath a lariat attempt
GAMBIT…OVERDRIVE NECKBREAKER…THE COINS GAMBIT!
Kaine is driven into the mat as Two-Face flips the coin, seeing who’ll do the honours in finishing off Knightlord as it lands tails. Two-Face motioning for his partner to do the honours as Simon drops down
LOCKING IN CHECKMATE!
Kaine screams out in pain as Simon wrenches back on the Figure Four, trying to break the vampire’s legs. Kaine looks just about to tap out, his hand wavering in mid-air
Luke Storm breaks up the submission just in time as Two-Face tries to intervene but gets wiped out with a massive Ishtar’s Gate. Simon stumbles up to his feet
Seesaw scrambles up groggy
Kaine slowly gets to his feet right into a kick to the gut from Voynich who lifts him up high for the Monolith
FALL OF BABYLON! That has to be it but Voynich and Storm can’t decide on who drops down for the winning pinfall. The pair argue with one another for a moment
DOUBLE LOW BLOW FROM THE FACES OF REASON!
SIMON HAS THE TIGHTS
TWO-FACE HAS THE ROPES
Faces of Reason steal this match out of nowhere, taking advantage of the fresh hatred from Voynich and Luke Storm to advance to the semi-finals of Double Tap
JESSIE WILLIAMS & JOANNA
Jessie Williams has his bags over his shoulder, heading for the exit after one hell of an eventful night. He pushes through the doors and stops short of a revving engine – much to his surprise.
It’s a restored pale-yellow Oldsmobile.
But it isn’t Ash inside.
It’s someone else.
“Get in,” the woman behind the wheel says gruffly, with a twang of attitude and accent.
Jessie thinks about it for a moment and reluctantly steps inside, tossing his bags onto the backseat.
“I’m guessing you’re Joanna?” He says with a frown.
“What gave it away?” She asks. “Was it the tits?” She says, pushing up her bra. “These fuckin’ things always give it away.”
“Daddy asked me to come here and put you on the right path,” she says with a shrug. “So here I am, baby bro.”
A sister? He never knew he had one.
That shocks Jessie. He falls over his words, trying to find the right ones.
“You’re my sister?” He mutters in confusion and shock. “How?”
Jo looks at him a bit quizzically.
“He didn’t say nothin’ about teaching you the birds and the bees, kid,” she says glancing sidewards. “But I can simplify it for you if you want? He put his pecker in my momma and-…”
“Whoa!” Jessie cuts her off. “I get the fucking picture. Why didn’t he tell me you existed? Where have you been? What the fuck is going on?”
She laughs to herself for a moment, putting the car in drive.
“Just like he said; you’ve got lots of questions but not the right one. Buckle up, Jess; you’ve a lot to learn.”
Before he can even each for his seatbelt, she speeds off, thrusting him back into his seat.
FACES OF REASON VS. HARBINGERS
The semi-finals are here as two titanic teams fight it out for the chance to battle for the tag team championships. Will the Harbingers decimate with sheer power once more or will the intelligence of the Faces of Reason win out a second time?
DING DING DING!
The Harbingers stand still in their corner, patiently waiting for Faces of Reason to make the first move. Simon gulps visibly before turning to Two-Face who nods enthusiastically, hiding the coinflip behind his back.
Simon rushes forward as the coin flops down tails, not noticing Two-Face rolling out of the ring as he pounds down on the unmoving Darklord with lefts and rights before turning and seeing Two-Face isn’t with him.
Simon looks up at the God King, visibly gulping as he tries to run but gets grabbed by the hair from a mammoth hand as Darklord swings him back into a hand around the throat.
Simon just avoids the Chokeslam as he tries to run once more but sprints right into the brick wall of the Dream Demon. The Sandman delivers an almighty headbutt that nearly knocks Simon unconscious before grabbing him around the throat with both hands
CHOKE TOSSING HIM OVER HIS HEAD INTO THE CORNER!
Simon lands with a heap as the Sandman rushes forward
HEADS OR TAILS!
Two-Face out of nowhere with the save, dropping Sandman with the Swinging STO but Darklord’s on him instantly, lifting up the scarred one effortlessly high into the air
Simon stumbles out of the corner right into a kick to the gut as he’s lifted up high too, only he’s placed over the God King’s shoulders, spun around into the air
BLACK HOLE…ONTO TWO-FACE!
The God King drops down, covering both men as this could already be over
…..SIMON GETS THE SHOULDER UP!
Sandman stumbles to his feet as both he and Darklord peel their opponents off the mat, pummeling them with lefts and rights before trying to whip them into one another. Simon and Two-Face manage to grab hold of one another, slingshotting the other into sliding underneath the legs of the Harbinger
BEFORE PUSHING DARKLORD AND SANDMAN INTO ONE ANOTHER!
The two titans collide with one another, staggering back as Simon rolls up Darklord
TW…DARKLORD EASILY KICKS OUT But the Taskmaster transitions over, quickly grabbing hold of Darklord’s feet
AND LOCKING IN CHECKMATE!
Simon has the hold in tight but the Sandman just stands there, staring down at his trapped partner who looks almost bored in the submission. Simon cranks it back with all his might but all Darklord has to be is rear back one almighty right hand
AND WITH ONE HOOK TO THE CHEST, SIMON GOES FLYING OFF HIM BREAKING THE HOLD!
Simon crashes hard into the bottom turnbuckles as Two-Face rushes forward, trying to save his partner but he runs right into
DEEP SLEEP! Sandman may well have just ended Two-Face’s day with that massive STO as Simon slowly gets pulled to his feet
KNEEL! That may well have loosened some teeth from the Taskmaster as he slowly pulls himself up on the Sandman who grips him around the throat, looking for that goozle but Simon wiggles free, his hand slipping inside the Sandman’s bag of dust as he turns around into another goozle.
RED SAND! SIMON JUST THREW RED SAND INTO DARKLORD’S EYES!
Darklord drops the hold on Simon, stumbling back as Simon scampers out of the ring. Sandman tries to help his partner, but doesn’t get gratitude
HE GETS A FUCKING GOOZLE! WARLORD’S HAND TO SANDMAN!
Darklord barely lets Sandman hit the canvas before he mounts and begins to beat the shit out of his tag partner, lifting the Sandman up to one knee before nearly breaking his jaw with an almighty KNEEL!
Two-Face is laughing his ass off, clearly enjoying the show but his smile quickly grows to fear as Darklord turns his anger onto him. Two-Face tries to run but gets pulled back by his shirt lapel into an almighty right hand before he’s lifted up high
WARLORD’S…SIMON GETS DARKLORD’S ATTENTION ON THE APRON!
The raging Darklord turns to Simon who simply smiles
BEFORE THROWING A FLASHBANG INTO DARKLORD’S FACE!
The God King is blinded as Simon gets into the ring with a pair of chairs. Tossing one at Two-Face, they deliver a pair of massive shots to the legs that drop Darklord down to size before the pair back up
Darklord drops to the mat as the conniving tricksters turn their attention to the slowly rising Sandman. Both men swing their chairs at the Sandman but the Dream Demon ducks
BIG BOOT! RIGHT HAND! The Sandman sends the chairs back into the faces of reason as Two-Face stumbles on his feet right into a hold around his throat
GOOZLE STRAIGHT TO FUCKING HELL!
Sandman looks to do the same to Simon but Simon kicks upwards right into the Sandy Jewels before snapping Sandman down with a nasty DDT. He can’t cover though as Darklord is somehow up, delivering an almighty right hand before lifting Simon up onto his shoulders in a backbreaker rack
EVENT….SIMON SLIPS OUT, SMALL PACKAGE!
SIMON’S GOT THOSE GODDAMN TIGHTS AGAIN!
Faces of Reason steal yet another victory out of nowhere, the Taskmaster showing just how it’s done as he and Two-Face are one step away from becoming the tag team champions.
NIGEL ROYAL & ALBERT SHAW
“Right mush,” he boldly and sternly. “I reckon that about concludes our business, don’t it?”
Royal looks a little perplexed.
“Excuse me?” He asks quizzically.
“You wanted BEG gone and he’s gone. You wanted a shot at the Tag Championships and albeit unsuccessfully, we had one. That’s me done.”
Nigel doesn’t seem that impressed.
“Listen sunshine,” Royal sneers with a grimace. “I paid you millions of pounds for your service; until further notice, I don’t think it’s too much to assume that you work for me.”
That surprises Shaw who frowns, dropping his bag. Both men almost clash, their egos rising to the occasion. As they come together, almost nose to nose, it’s no surprise that Royal backs away.
“Look, perhaps we’re going about this the wrong way?” He offers as a compromise. “We’re both powerful and strong men, are we not? I could use a man of your talents to help me achieve some long-destined things and I’m sure you could always be richer, no?”
The Guv’nor thinks about it, shaking his head.
“I don’t think so, Nige,” he says with a stern shake of the head. “We made a business transaction and I carried out my end. That’s it. We’re done. I’m not being anyone’s fuckin’ patsy mate. My lacky days are over; it’s time I went into business for myself.”
He reaches down and picks up his bag, marching away. Royal heads back to his limousine, reaching into his pocket for a cell phone.
“Get me everything you can on Albert Shaw,” he demands. “No-one tells Nigel Royal no.”
PIRATE GOLD VS. BAD MOTHERFUCKERS
There’s a little treasure chest waiting at the end of the Double Tap rainbow. The Bad Motherfuckers and Pirate Gold meet in one last bid to reach the final ladder match in search of the prize.
The match begins with Zero and Grimwolf in the ring. The starters come together in a volley of shots at each other. Zero swings a bionic arm.
ZERO FORWARD ROLLS TO EVADE THE ELBOW!!!
The cyborg is quickly to his feet but The Scourge Of The Seven Seas is upon him.
CHOP TO THE BACK OF THE HEAD!!!
THEN SEVEN STOMPS…
AND A CURBSTOMP TO THE HEAD!!!
PIECES OF EIGHT!!!!
Early cover from Grimwolf…
Israel peels Zero off the mat and hauls him to Pirate Gold’s corner, tagging in Cael Gable.
The Olympian steps through the ropes and immediately chokes Zero with his boot. A four count from the ref and the Gable releases, continuing with a barrage of methodically placed shots to the Bad Motherfucker.
Pyre is trying to urge her partner, Cael turns to the Queen of Flames and flashes her his gold medal. Turning back to Zero, The Olympian charges
BUT ZERO WITH A BIONIC HANDSPRING!!!
He lands behind Gable.
THE GOLD MEDALLIST IS TURNED INSIDE OUT!!!
Zero tags in Pyre! The Queen of Flames leaps onto the top rope….MISSILE DROPKICK!!! Gable is sent crashing.
GRIMWOLF INTO THE RING!!!
GRIMWOLF ABANDONS SHIP TO EVADE!!!
AND GABLE TAKES ADVANTAGE!!!!
SILENCE IS GOLDEN!!!!
THE BAD BITCH IS BEING CHOKED OUT!!!
Grimwolf steams in…
THE QUEEN OF FLAMES IS FINISHED!!!
GRIMWOLF LOOKING FOR A COVER!!!!
ZERO BLASTS THE PIRATE WITH STEEL!!!
GABLE RUNS TO HIS PARTNER’S AID!!!
ABSOLUTE ZERO FOR THE OLYMPIAN!!!!
ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!!
Zero rolls out of the ring, Pyre drapes an arm over the body of Israel Grimwolf.
NO!!! SHOULDER UP!!!
Zero drags Cael Gable out of the ring. He tries to whip Gable into the ring steps.
RIPCORD BACK ELBOW BY THE OLYMPIAN!!!
SPEAR INTO THE RING POST!!!
Inside the ring Grimwolf has turned the tables on Pyre and is stomping her into Davey Jones’ Locker. Gable joins him in the ring.
RELEASE SUPLEX TO NECKBREAKER!!!!
DANCE WITH JACK KETCH!!!!!!!!
The Scourge drags The Queen of Flames off the mat and whips her towards Gable, lifting Pyre onto his shoulders.
SUPERKICK FROM ZERO TO GABLE!!!
Pyre is back on her feet, it’s two on one versus Grimwolf now.
FIREWALL FROM ZERO!!!
LEG SWEEP FROM PYRE!!!!
FIRE AND ICE!!!!
They signal the end. Pyre goes to the top rope and Zero lifts Grimwolf. Kick to the gut.
PUNK CITY KILL-
GRIMWOLF WITH A HEADBUTT!!!
Pyre blindsides The Pirate, placing her hands on his shoulders, they ignite.
SHE’S BURNING ISRAEL GRIMWOLF!!!
HIS FLESH IS SMOKING!!!!
Israel drops to his knees, he’s in agony and Pyre burns right through.
HERE’S THE OLYMPIAN!!!
THE GOLD MEDALLIST SHOWS NO MERCY WITH THAT LOW BLOW!!!
Grimwolf rolls out of the ring, scolded. Gable is left in the ring with Pyre. The Olympian wraps his gold medal around one of his fists. He lines up Pyre but in his peripheral vision he spots
Gable throws a punch but Zero ducks.
PUNK CITY KILLER!!!!
HE GOT IT!!!
The Olympian recoils and Pyre comes off the top rope.
Pyre hooks the legs…
THE BAD MOTHERFUCKERS PROGRESS TO THE FINAL!!!
OR DO THEY?
GABLE’S FOOT WAS ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!!!
Zero and Pyre begin to argue with the official and they don’t see behind them.
GRIMWOLF SLIDES INTO THE RING!
THE PIRATE IS ARMED WITH A CUTLASS!!!
Grimwolf charges at Pyre and doubles her with a kick to the gut. And a shot to Zero with the face of the blade.
GRIMWOLF IS PUMMELLING PYRE WITH THE HILT OF THE SWORD!!!
THE GLASS OF HER VIZOR SHATTERS!!!
THERE’S BLOOD AS PYRE’S NOSE IS BUSTED OPEN!!!
THE RETALIATION FROM THE QUEEN OF FLAMES BLOWS THE PIRATE ACROSS THE RING!!!
THE SCOURGE OF THE SEVEN SEAS SLAMS INTO A TURNBUCKLE!!!
Pyre gives a deafening scream of rage and charges at The Horror of the Deep.
PYRE JUST DESTROYED GRIMWOLF WITH HIS OWN MOVE!!!!
Gable and Zero are slugging it out. It’s gold medal-assisted versus bionic fists. The Olympian is gaining the advantage, bludgeoning the VHS Champion with that loaded right hand. Pyre intervenes.
THE BITCH HAS GABLE BY THE BALLS!!!
CHANNELLING HER INFERNO INTO HIS NUTSACK!!!
If Gable had any aspirations of fatherhood they may well be finished by now. The Olympian slumps to the mat, spitting blood. Zero jumps into the air and double foot stomps on Gable’s chest. Pyre covers…
The Bad Motherfuckers progress to the final, Pirate Gold left dishevelled in the smoke behind them.
Luke Storm sits in a large office with a view overlooking the Hollywood landscape and sign. He’s wearing a suit, accompanied by his traditional glasses.
Just then, a man enters the room with a folder and tosses it down on the table, offering a firm handshake that Storm accepts.
“Luke Storm, David Steinberg, nice to meet you,” he says shaking happily. They stop their handshake and he points to a seat that Luke takes. “Thank you for meeting with me.”
“I was a little surprised to get your call, Mr. Steinberg-”
“Please, call me David,” he interrupts.
“You’re the biggest director in Hollywood; I’ve seen all your movies. To say I’m a fan is an understatement. When my agent told me you wanted to meet, I couldn’t believe it.”
“Well, let’s get down to brass tacks, shall we? I’m looking to cast the lead to my new action movie; it’s called Blockbuster. I’ve been looking for a new and raw talent and a friend of mine pointed me in your direction; he insisted on it.”
That floors Storm, who can’t believe it. With his mouth open, he takes off his glasses and puts them away – trying to come to terms with what he’s learnt.
“I’m confident we can make the movie work with your wrestling schedule; in fact, the two shouldn’t ever be a problem for one another. We’re willing to completely and utterly cater to you.”
“I-I don’t understand,” Storm stammers. “I’m a nobody. I’m a b-list actor at best. You don’t need me to audition or anything?”
David shakes his head vehemently ‘no’.
“Look, we want you,” he announces proudly. “You’re not a star and we know that, but this is how we make you one. When this movie breaks box office records, we’ll launch your career and make billions.”
He reaches inside the folder and takes out a contract, sliding it across the desk to Luke. The Tempest picks it up, his eyes almost bulging out of his head once again.
“Take that to your agent; have your lawyers check it over. They’ll find it highly generous and agreeable; I can assure you.”
“I don’t even know what to say,” Luke says with a stutter. “This is unbelievable.”
TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS
FACES OF REASON vs. BAD MOTHER FUCKERS
These two teams have fought throughout the night to get here.
The Faces of Reason have defeated the formidable teams of Cursed Dreamers (Voynich © & Luke Storm), Cackle to The Coffin (Kaine Knightlord & SeeSaw) and The Harbingers (The Sandman & Darklord) to progress.
Meanwhile, Bad Mother Fuckers have knocked out The Champions in Kings of The Stoned Age (Stoner & Jessie Williams), Perfect Strangers (CXDY & Mordecai) and Pirate Gold (Cael Gable and Israel Grimwolf).
In this match, a ladder match, the OSW Tag Team Championships are on the line.
The bell sounds and all four rush towards one another.
Two-Face and Zero immediately clash, as do Simon and Pyre.
As all four trade right and left hands, it’s Zero and Pyre who come out on top, dominating their opposition into the corners. They check each other’s positions and nod, whipping Simon and Two-Face across the ring STRAIGHT INTO ONE ANOTHER!
Zero pulls Two-Face back to his feet and slams him back into the corner. Pyre accompanies him, both of them taking their time in slowly taking their opponent apart. With kicks and measured punches, they leave The Former Candidate slumped and reeling.
As they walk back over to Simon, they realize he’s gone.
THE TASKMASTER DIVES FROM THE TOP ROPE!
HE TAKES THEM BOTH DOWN!
Simon rolls immediately to the outside and grabs himself a couple of ladders, sliding them back into the ring. Two-Face grabs one, setting it up as a bridge in the corner.
Pyre is first back to her feet, stumbling backwards and turning around…
TWO-FACE DROPS HER CHEST FIRST ACROSS THE LADDER BRIDGE!
She bounces off with a thud, slamming into the canvas.
Simon meanwhile has the second ladder set up and tells Two-Face to get Zero whilst he climbs. He does hesitate, mounting The Hacker with right and left hands whilst The Taskmaster storms up the ladder…
ONLY ZERO THROWS HIM ASIDE WITH THE BIONIC ARM!
AND NOW HE’S GOT THE LADDER!
The Taskmaster pleads with him not to do anything hasty…
BUT ZERO TIPS THE ENTIRE FUCKING LADDER!!
SIMON FALLS GROIN FIRST ACROSS THE TOP ROPE! JESUS CHRIST!
The Hacker turns around to see Two-Face running at him, side stepping and running him straight into the ladder that Simon was just on. He spins him again…
BIONIC CHOKESLAM THROUGH THE FUCKING LADDER BRIDGE!
TWO-FACE IS GOD DAMN BROKEN IN HALF!
Pyre slowly gets back to her feet and tells Zero to pull The Coin Flipper back to his feet, which he does.
BLAST OF FIRE BY PYRE!
ALTON SOMEHOW DUCKS, ROLLING TO THE OUTSIDE!
The Fire Witch angrily runs into the ropes…
SHE DRIVES HIM STRAIGHT INTO THE FUCKING BARRICADE!
Zero watches on, not realizing that Simon is coming in from behind.
STEEL CHAIR TO THE SKULL!
HE BENDS THE CHAIR OVER THE HACKERS HEAD! The Taskmaster tosses it down and pulls Zero in.
SIMON-PLEX ON THE STEEL CHAIR!
This is Tag Team carnage!
The Taskmaster repositions the main ladder and starts his ascent once again. He gets about half way up before he spots it…
PYRE’S ON THE TOP ROPE!
SHE LEAPS ONTO THE LADDER! SHE LEAPS LIKE A FUCKING CAT ONTO THE GOD DAMN LADDER!
IT WOBBLES, BUT STEADIES!
THEY BOTH START RUSHING TO THE TOP!
Once there they start brawling, Simon winning the right-hand contest.
SHOT after SHOT, she begins WOBBLING…
AND HERE COMES TWO-FACE!
Two-Face heads up the ladder behind her…
BACK DROP OFF THE FUCKING LADDER! BACK DROP TO PYRE OFF THE GOD DAMN LADDER!
SIMON IS GONNA TAKE THE TAG TEAM TITLES!
HE REACHES UP TO UNHOOK…
HERE COMES ZERO FROM BEHIND WITH CLUBBING BIONIC FOREARMS TO THE BACK!
The Hacker pulls him forcibly off the ladder onto his shoulders…
ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP!
ALL FOUR ARE DOWN!
Whoever gets up first surely stands the best chance of becoming Tag Team Champions.
Everyone begins stirring.
There’s no rest for the wicked and they all know how important it is to get up that ladder and take those belts.
They’re all up!
The Fire Witch lunges forward with a Clothesline! NO! Simon ducks it!
PUNK CITY KILLER!
THERE’S THE FUCKING STUNNER! SIMON TURNED STRAIGHT INTO THE FUCKING STUNNER!
Zero gets back to his feet…
HEADS OR TAILS!
HE NAILED IT!
Two-Face gets back up and starts climbing the ladder. Can he do it? Can he win the Tag Team Championships for The Faces of Reason!?
Step by powerful step, he heads towards the precipice…
ONLY THERE’S PYRE!
SHE’S AT THE BOTTOM OF THE LADDER, LAYING ON IT UPRIGHT… TRYING TO DRAG HERSELF INTO ACTION!
WITH EVERYTHING SHE HAS, SHE PUSHES THE LADDER…
BUT DROPS OFF AT THE RIGHT MOMENT!
He lunges at her with a kick to the mid-section, doubling Pyre over. He pulls her straight in as Simon gets back to his feet.
SHE’S UP INTO THE PILEDRIVER POSITION!
SUPERKICK TO THE FACE BY SIMON!
SPIKE…. FUCKING…. PILEDRIVER!!
DOUBLE HEADED COIN! DOUBLE HEADED COIN!
SURELY THIS IS IT!
BUT HERE COMES ZERO!
The Hacker leaps into the air!
BIONIC CLOTHESLINE TO SIMON!
FIREWALL TO THE TASKMASTER!
Two-Face swivels quickly back to his feet…
BIONIC ARM CHOKE….
BLUE SCREEN OF DEATH TO TWO-FACE!
KILL IT WITH FIRE!
BUT THERE’S NO FUCKING PINFALLS!
ZERO HAS TO GET HIS ASS UP THAT FUCKING LADDER!
He gets back to his feet and slowly starts his climb, only to change his mind. He drops off and grabs Pyre, pushing her up the other side. The Hacker is wisely doubling their chances.
Both of them slowly begin climbing – utterly exhausted.
Slowly but surely they reach the top…
ONLY… OH MAN…
THERE’S… THERE’S SIMON! SIMON IS AT THE BASE OF THE LADDER….
HE PUSHES IT….
ONLY ZERO LANDS ON HIS FEET!
SO DOES PYRE!
Zero grabs him around the throat with his Bionic Arm. CHOKELSAM! STRAIGHT INTO A BACKSTABBER!
BAD TO THE BONE!
BAD TO THE BONE TO SIMON!
The Hacker has had enough. He grabs Two-Face off the canvas, looking to end this after the Blue Screen of Death.
STUNNER TO TWO-FACE!
UP INTO THE RECOIL!
ECLIPSE BY PYRE!
NAILED IT! FUCKING NAILED IT!
All they have to do is compose themselves and get up that fucking ladder. That’s all they have to do. Zero heads to reposition it for the climb as Pyre collapses into the ropes, holding her mid-section.
WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE…
PYRE JUST GOT PULLED THROUGH THE ROPES TO THE OUTSIDE!
IT’S ISRAEL GRIMWOLF AND CAEL GABLE! THEY’RE FUCKING MUGGING HER ON THE OUTSIDE! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?
Grimwolf climbs up onto the ring apron, nailing Zero with a Headbutt as he storms in.
Gable grabs her…
STOMP FROM THE FUCKING APRON!
HOOK, LINE AND SINKER!
OH MY GOD!
THEY JUST DESTROYED PYRE ON THE OUTSIDE!
Pirate Gold are furious that Bad Mother Fuckers eliminated them earlier tonight and they’re looking for revenge. They both enter the ring, circling Zero who gets back to his feet.
HE’S SCOOPED UP INTO THE F-5 BY GABLE!
F-5 INTO THE JUMPING KNEE STRIKE BY GRIMWOLF!
CAELSTROM! CAELSTROM TO FUCKING ZERO!
PIRATE GOLD ARE GONNA COST BMF THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!
They exit the ring, backing away as Simon slowly begins to stir. The Taskmaster smiles, knowing what he’s just seen in his daze. He uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet and slowly begins climbing the ladder.
STEP AFTER STEP….
SLOWLY BUT SURELY…
HE’S ALMOST THERE…
PYRE IS SOMEHOW IN THE FUCKING RING! SHE’S TIPPING THE GOD DAMN LADDER YET AGAIN! ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?
BUT THERE’S TWO-FACE!
FIRE & ICE!
BIONIC CLOTHESLINE AND LEGSWEEP AS TWO-FACE TRIES TO TAKE HER OUT!
ZERO IS BACK INTO THE FIGHT!
SIMON LEAPS OFF THE LADDER!
HE LEAPS INTO A FUCKING STUNNER!
ECLIPSE BY PYRE!!
Those BAD MOTHER FUCKERS! They slowly get the ladder back into position and begin climbing together.
Can they do it?
STEP BY STEP…
THEY REACH THE TOP…
AND UNHOOK THE OSW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS!
DING DING DING!
THEY’VE DONE IT!
BAD MOTHER FUCKERS, DESPITE THE INTERFERENCE FROM PIRATE GOLD HAVE BECOME OSW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!
ZERO IS NOW A DOUBLE CHAMPION!
WHAT A MATCH!
WHAT A TOURNAMENT!
Zero and Pyre celebrate with their belts on top of the ladder, utterly exhausted. Faces of Reason put them through hell here tonight but it’s Bad Mother Fuckers who join Legacy (Tank Kersh & Michaela Lane), The Awakening (Hate & David Manson) and Wrestling Royalty (Brent Kersh & Nigel Royal) as winners of this prestigious tournament.
THE DARKNESS & BLACK SKULL
The Butchers Office.
Or at least that’s what it used to be.
The Darkness stands by a window, looking out over The Slaughterhouse – black smoke surrounding him as he does. Just then, he’s transported away and to the Hall of Skulls.
Sat before him on a throne of human skulls is none other than Black Skull. He’s wearing a suit and bow tie, with white gloves, one leg crossed over the other as he sits.
“How long has it been since we last met?” Black Skull muses from his throne.
“Too long,” The Darkness replies with a knowing nod. “Thank you for resurrecting me, sire.”
Skull stands up and walks down to greet him, taking his frail hand and shaking it.
“Are my brothers coming?” He asks.
“They will,” Skull nods. “All in due time. For now, I need you to do what you do best. Sigil will be looking to end his search soon enough and it’s your job to make everyone darker. The harder, more volatile and eviller they are, the more difficult his mission becomes.”
They release their hand shook grip on one another and Black Skull walks back towards his throne – only The Darkness speaks to stop him.
“Who may I ask is in charge of Old School Wrestling?” He queries.
Black Skull whips his head around.
“I am,” he says sternly. “We made Colin buy it, which means it therefore defaults to the Skull Order. I’m the new proprietor of Old School Wrestling. It belongs to me.”
“Very well, sire,” Darkness says with a nod. “Your wish as always, is my command. I will make them despise one another. There will be no good soul left once my darkness invades it. There will be no light nor salvation from it.”
“And then, when the time is right, your brothers will come to your aide,” Black Skull confirms. “It’ll be a family reunion, will it not?”
They both chuckle together and it’s terrifying.
Their laughter being the last thing we hear before the screen cuts to black.
Old School Wrestling has the first terror upon us – The Darkness.
But whilst he may be the first, he certainly won’t be the last.