Click.
Static covers the screen as a Play ► symbol appears in the bottom right-hand corner.
Heaven.
Every person has their own idea of heaven and it’s these ideas that populate the actual paradise. People live together with their loved ones for eternity, in their ideal circumstances. It’s their reward for a life well lived.
Heaven has been through wars.
They’ve been made Godless.
But souls still go there to live their next life.
In a picturesque house on what looks to be a farm, two people can be seen through a window, cuddling on the sofa and watching television – we can’t make out who they are. All their favourites shows, as and when they want them, are available 24/7.
Suddenly, static hits the television.
Then Rain’s face appears.
“Hello, can you hear me?”
Static.
“This is the only way I can appear to you, so I hope you can hear me.”
Crackle.
Hiss.
“I killed you,” he admits. “I sent you to your paradise, not because I’m an asshole but because that’s what I promised you. I promised that you’d be reunited if you served me, and you served me well.”
Static.
Hiss.
“I’m bringing you back.”
Crackle.
Hiss.
Static.
“I’m casting a spell to resurrect you and soon, it will pull you from your heaven and bring you back to Earth. Your vessel will await you, and it will be made new.”
Static.
“Please, don’t fight it,” Death asks politely. “Don’t make this harder than it needs to be. Old School Wrestling needs you. The Slaughterhouse needs you. I have no choice.”
Zap.
The television is abruptly turned off by a woman we’ve never seen before. She angrily walks back over to the sofa and snuggles into her husband, who now sits uncomfortably.
The Butcher.
“What’re we going to do, Colin?” She asks, scared that she’ll lose her husband again. “I can’t lose you again.”
“We fight,” he announces. “And I know just who I need to see.”
Cut.
ISRAEL GRIMWOLF vs. TAG vs. VIGOUR vs. STARBOY
This is it.
This is what the precipice of greatness looks like.
Tonight, we’ll crown four OSW Champions and a minimum of three new Champions. Israel Grimwolf, Tag, Vigour and Starboy have made it this far, with Grimwolf having stayed in the match since the very first night.
That’s what a World Champion is made of.
Three brand new participants enter the competition for the final time, right here, right now.
There can only be four Champions.
Who will they be?
Let’s finish this.
It’s fucking Wrestle Heroes!
The lights begin to flash like a paparazzi’s camera as Deep Purple’s “Stormbringer” hits the Slaughterhouse. Smoke fills the entrance tube as the lyrics kick in.
Comin’ out of nowhere
Drivin’ like rain
There he is. Hollywood Luke Storm walks through the clouds like a lightning bolt to stand at the head of the ramp. He removes his sunglasses as he takes in the booing crowd, a cocky grin on his face.
With a nod and smile, the Real Deal marches down to the ring, ready for war. He slides in, going to the opposite turnbuckle to raise his fists in the air in defiance.
Ride the rainbow
Crack the sky
Stormbringer coming
Time to die
It’s time for war as he drops down to face his opponents.
”EXIT LIGHT!”
Pitch-black darkness engulfs The Slaughterhouse, as Metallica’s Enter Sandman kicks in.
“ENTER NIGHT!”
The nightmarish Sandman looms into view on the stage, blinking in and out of sight by the light of camera flashes.
“TAKE MY HAND, WE’RE OFF TO NEVER-NEVERLAND!”
The Dream Demon glides to the ring, to the sound of crunching guitars. He steps over the top rope…
This is it.
It’s fucking go time!
Luke Storm rushes at Tag, slamming him into the corner with everything he has. They immediately go at it, hammer and tongs, each punching and kicking the piss out of one another.
Vigour and Starboy find themselves immediately occupied with Israel Grimwolf, The Pirate giving them a run for their money as they attempt to double team him out of the ring.
That leaves The Generation Kid.
He’s stood in the middle of the ring like a deer in headlights. His eyes are wide and he has no idea what to do next.
He steps backwards, bumping into a nightmare.
The Sandman.
The Sandman immediately grabs him by the throat and pushes him backwards towards the ropes, terrifying the poor kid into almost pissing his pants. He panics, slamming forearms down across the arm of The Dream Demon – to no effect.
“You don’t belong here,” The Sandman growls, squeezing him over the top rope by his neck.
WHAM!
ISRAEL GRIMWOLF WITH THE SAVE!
The OSW World Champion forces Sandman into dropping TGK and spins him around, immediately delivering a stiff right hand to his jaw. The kid scarpers, watching as Grimwolf beats Sandman off into the ropes and then whips him across the ring.
THE GENERATION KID LOWERS THE ROPES!
SANDMAN FLIES OVER THE TOP!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
HE LANDS ON THE RING APRON!
THAT WAS CLOSE!
TGK attempts to run away, but The Dream Demon pulls him in a horse collar and slams him to the canvas, bouncing his head and neck off it with a thud.
He steps back through the ropes…
FIVE STAR FACIAL!
BICYCLE KICK BY TAG!
NO!
GOOZLE!
CHOKESLAM!
CHOKESLAM!
CHOKESLAM!
TOOOOOOOOOOO SAND!
The Dream Demon is a fucking monster, turning around once more…
LIGHTNING STRIKE!
SUPERKICK BY HOLLYWOOD LUKE STORM!
That sends The Sandman barrelling back into the ropes, only he storms forward into Luke, who nails him with a DROP TOE HOLD!
As The Sandman slams into the canvas, he’s met by Vigour and a brutal BASEMENT DROPKICK TO THE FACE!
With The Dream Demon temporarily out of commission, Vigour gets back to his feet and is RUN IMMEDIATELY OVER THE TOP ROPE BY STARBOY!
NO!
HE LANDS ON THE RING APRON!
STARBOY runs at him, receiving a right hand for his troubles. He stumbles backwards…
DEAD…
MANS…
CHEST!
HEART PUNCH TO STARBOY BY ISRAEL GRIMWOLF!
The OSW World Champion doesn’t let him fall, instead grabbing him by the hair and throwing him straight over the top rope!
We’re down to six!
Vigour springboards back over the top rope, just in time to catch Luke Storm with a massive Hurricanranna that takes them both down to the canvas.
The Generation Kid is back to his feet and holding the back of his neck. The fans are on their feet for him, cheering in support.
He rushes off into the ropes…
LEAPING KICK TO THE FACE OF TAG!
THE KARATE KID!
NO!
TAG SIDESTEPS IT! He quickly turns, grabbing The Kid…
SINGLE LEG POWERBOMB LUNGBLOWER!
SPRAY BACK! SPRAY BACK TO THE GENERATION KID!
Tag gets back to his feet, just in time for Vigour to be seen LEAPING in mid-air..
A SPLASH OF COLOUR!
FIVE…
STAR…
FROG…
SPLASH!
FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH TO THE GENERATION KID!
Vigour bounces back to his feet, holding his mid-section. Tag joins him there. DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE OUT OF NO-WHERE! HERE COMES THE FUCKING SANDMAN, FOLKS!
The Sandman drops them both and then turns to see Israel Grimwolf..
GOOZLE!
TO SAND!
CHOKESLAM TO THE OSW WORLD CHAMPION!
The Pirate rolls away.
LUKE STORM is next! He swings the on running BAD MOTHER FUCKER straight into the air!
END OF DAYS!
THE DEEP SLEEP!
He’s clearing house! The Dream Demon grabs Tag as he gets back to his feet and lifts him high into the air with a Gorilla Press.
HE DROPS HIM OVER THE TOP ROPE!
The Sandman turns… DROPKICK TO THE KNEE BY VIGOUR! Vigour immediately tosses him through the middle rope and onto the ring apron. The Dream Demon is utterly dazed.
Vigour pulls him through the middle rope… into a Piledriver position….
PLEASURE SEEKER!
HEAT SEEKER PILEDRIVER!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
THE SANDMAN USES THE JUMPING BOUNCE AND FLICKS VIGOUR UPWARDS OVER HIS HEAD AND OVER THE TOP ROPE!
HOLY FUCK!
THE SANDMAN IS CLEARING HOUSE!
WE’RE DOWN TO FOUR!
The Sandman drops down to a knee on the apron, looking back inside the ring to see who he faces off against. This is it. This is the Championship circle. Each one of these competitors is walking out of Wrestle Heroes II with a Championship belt.
Israel Grimwolf entered it with the OSW World Championship.
The rest entered with nothing.
Luke Storm stands in one corner.
Israel Grimwolf now stands in the other.
The Generation Kid, whether by luck or fortune, stands between them in shock. This is his first ever match in OSW and he’s walking out of it a Champion of some variety.
The Sandman enters back into the ring, sidestepping an onrushing Grimwolf and bouncing him over the top rope.
The Pirate hangs on, just in time to see Hollywood Luke Storm lunging at the DREAM DEMON!
LIGHTNING STRIKE!
NO!
SANDMAN DUCKS AND STORM HITS GRIMWOLF! STORM HITS GRIMWOLF!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
WITH ONE FUCKING ARM HE HANGS ON!
HE’S T-T-T-T-TEETERING ON THE RING APRON!
As The World Champion hangs on for dear life, Luke Storm turns to be lifted straight into the air by The Sandman, who he runs towards the rope that Grimwolf hangs on to.
SPACEBALLS!
SPACEBALLS!
LOW BLOW TO THE SANDMAN BY THE GENERATION KID! HOLY FUCK, THAT WAS BRAVE!
The Dream Demon drops Luke Storm where he stands, allowing Luke to recover whilst Israel Grimwolf repositions himself, led down on the canvas just inside the ring.
The Generation Kid backs away, his arms raised… he doesn’t want this fight.
CLOTHESLINE BY SANDMAN!
NO!
TGK DUCKS UNDER!
He rushes into the ropes and comes back with a LEAPING KICK TO THE FACE!
THE KARATE KID!
THERE’S SOME FUCKING FIGHT IN THIS ROOKIE!
That stumbles The Sandman, so TGK pulls him in close…
AN EXCELLENT ADVENTURE!
ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM! ROCK BOTTOM!
THE SANDMAN JUST GOT DRILLED INTO THE FUCKING CANVAS BY THIS KID AND A GOD DAMN ROCK BOTTOM!
He gets back to his feet, his eyes utterly wide with shock. He can’t believe what he just did.
BUT THERE’S ISRAEL GRIMWOLF!
KEELHAULED!
ROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARING ELBOW!
TGK just got knocked the fuck out! He stumbles unconscious, slumping against the ropes – just giving The Captain enough time to storm him with a Clothesline right over the top.
AND YOUR NEW… REWIND CHAMPION…. THE GENERATION KID!
Israel stamps the canvas in excitement. One down, three to go. Can he do it? Can he do the unthinkable and retain his Championship?
He turn around to be greeted by Luke Storm!
KICK TO THE GUT!
STUNNER!
GALE FORCE!
GALE FORCE!
GRIMWOLF SLAMS INTO THE ROPES AND STUMBLES FORWARD WITH A DESPERATION CLOTHESLINE TO STORM, BUT HE DUCKS… LEADING HIM RIGHT INTO… YOU GUESSED IT…
THE FUCKING SANDMAN.
WHO RUNS HIM RIGHT OVER THE GOD DAMN TOP ROPE!
ISRAEL GRIMWOLF, THE OSW WORLD CHAMPION, HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
AND YOUR NEW… DOUBLE FEATURE CHAMPION… ISRAEL GRIMWOLF!
This is it.
We’re down to two.
LUKE STORM and THE SANDMAN.
Enemies, frenemies, friends – former foes turned collaborators. Whatever you want to call them, one of them is walking away with the OSW World Championship here tonight. They lock up in the middle of the ring, The Sandman swooping underneath Storm to pick him up into a Back Drop position.
He stumbles backwards, trying to dump him over the top rope, only Storm punches away at him until he’s dropped.
Luke quickly hits the ropes, coming back to duck underneath a Clothesline. He spins The Dream Demon… CODEBREAKER!
DOWNPOUR!
CODEBREAKER!
THE SANDMAN BOUNCES OFF AND SLAMS INTO THE ROPES!
Luke quickly gets back to his feet..
LIGHTNING STRIKE…
LIGHTNING STRIKE…
LIGHTNING STRIKE..
THREE FUCKING SUPERKICKS TO THE SANDMAN, WHO TEETERS AGAINST THE ROPES BUT REFUSES TO GO THE FUCK OVER!
Luke backs up…
STORM SURGE!
LEAPING…
TRIPLE…
KICK!
KILL IT WITH FIRE!
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!
Three shots slam into the chest of Sandman, driving him over the top rope!
BUT WAIT….
BUT WAIT…
AS LUKE STORM DROPS TO HIS KNEES AND TURNS AWAY IN CELEBRATION…
THE SANDMAN, THAT FUCKING DEMON… SKINS THE GOD DAMN CAT!
He gets back into the ring and clicks his neck..
What the fuck is this thing made of!?
Luke Storm looks up to see The Sandman standing over him.
40 WINKS! EYE GOUGE! EYE GOUGE TO LUKE STORM!
The Sandman pulls him back to his feet and runs him over the top rope with his fucking thumbs in both eyes…
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
THEY BOTH TUMBLE OVER THE TOP ROPE, LANDING ON THE RING APRON!
JESUS CHRIST, THIS IS CLOSE!
With the eye gouge broken, Luke Storm gets back to his feet in recovery.
GOOZLE!
TO SAND!
CHOKESLAM! CHOKESLAM! CHOKESLAM!
CHOKESLAM TO THE FUCKING FLOOR!
THE SANDMAN HAS DONE IT!
OH MY FUCKING GOD!
AND YOUR NEW… VHS CHAMPION… LUKE STORM…
WHICH MEANS… FOR THE SECOND FUCKING YEAR IN A ROW…
YOUR WINNER, AND NEW OSW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…
THE FUCKING SANDMAN
The Sandman has done it.
Fuck me, The Sandman has won Wrestle Heroes two years in a fucking row. What an achievement. What a legacy. What a God damn accomplishment.
He slowly gets back to his feet, being handed the OSW World Championship by a terrified referee who quickly heads back for the VHS Championship.
Luke Storm rolls back under the bottom rope, retrieving the title belt and handing it to Luke. These two amazing competitors have achieved such great things in Old School Wrestling.
Static.
Pitch Black.
No hope, no aim, only damnation
We are the bad randoms
And we won’t cooperate
A troll trio
We’re impossible to tame
Bad randoms
You know the ones you love to hate
Not here to be your friends, just here to cause you pain!”
“We Won’t Cooperate” by The Bad Randoms suddenly hits the speakers and we know exactly what happens next. The lights flash a variety of different colours as Wiz, Ether and Tag make their way to ringside.
They surround the ring, watching as Luke Storm and The Sandman stand, staring at one another.
The OSW World Champion waves.
Static.
He’s gone.
The Sandman has fucking dipped.
Luke Storm is all alone! He’s surrounded. He looks left, he looks right, he looks behind him. With his VHS Championship in hand, he’s begging everyone to come and get some.
Just then, the fans roar.
IT’S ZERO!
ZERO RUNS DOWN THE ENTRANCE RAMP AND SLIDES INTO THE RING THROUGH THE ONLY PORTION UNMANNED.
HE’S NOT LETTING LUKE FIGHT ALONE!
This is what bMf are about!
Jet Set Radio suddenly slide into the ring, attacking both men with Scooters, Skateboards, and fists.
TAG SWINGS at Zero, who knocks the Skateboard from his hand.
Ether and Wiz back Storm into the corner, Ether holding him there with her roller skate in his throat whilst Wiz delivers body shots.
This is a fucking mugging.
The pulsating riff of Crazy Trains fills the Slaughterhouse. All in attendance turn their attention towards the entrance ramp and out steps the Guv’nor, Albert Shaw, to a fucking standing ovation.
“YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
He swaggers down the entrance ramp like a fucking boss.
WIZ FLIES OVER THE TOP ROPE….
CLAYMORE KICK IN MID-AIR!
OH MY FUCKING GOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD!
GBH TO WIZ! HE FUCKING KILLED HIM! SURELY HE FUCKING KILLED HIM!
Tag quickly picks up his skateboard…
SKATEBOARD TO THE FACE OF ZERO!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
ZERO PUNCHES THROUGH IT! HE PUNCHES THE SKATEBOARD IN FUCKING HALF WITH HIS BIONIC ARM!
Tag turns around in shock to find Albie Shaw waiting for him.
SHAW SCOOPS HIM UP!
SIT-OUT TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER!
LIFE WITHOUT PAROLE!
KILL…
IT…
WITH…
FIRE!
Ether releases Storm and skates high speed towards Shaw, who’s vulnerable on the canvas.
BIONIC CLOTHESLINE!
ZERO SAVES SHAW!
ZERO SAVES HIS FORMER ENEMESIS WITH A BIONIC FUCKING CLOTHESLINE!
READY JET SET GET FUCKED!
Luke Storm helps stomp Ether and Tag from the ring as Albie Shaw gets back to his feet and stares down Zero. The Hacker walks over and offers a handshake that The Guv’nor accepts.
Shaw rips at his vest top, revealing a plain white one beneath it with the bMf logo in black. The crowd road as all three men raise their arms in celebration.
Cut.