SCW Resurrection [1]

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"...The following is not rated, although it's probably illegal somewhere.
If this broadcast offends you, good. Do not maim, slander, or waste millions
on a few ratings points and blame it on Shootfire.  SCW is not responsible
for your inability to handle reality"
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SHOOTFIRE...
Kill... or Be Killed.



















[The logo fades to black as the bass riffs of "No Way" by Pearl Jam slowly
start up. then the black and white slash background fades in as the word
"SCWho?" appears only to evaporate into the following scenes]

"Here's a token of my open-ness
Of my need to not disappear"

[Ryan Delaney crashes to the concrete floor with a sickening thud as the
smell of burning flesh pervades the arena! Lazz Sterling leaps to the top
rope and pumping an arm in the air, flies off legsfirst to leap upside down
and hit the best Shooting Star Press SPW has ever seen- and in the same
second Adam Cage yanks the burning Deadpool off the table as Lazz about
kills himself crashing through the flames and burning wood to break himself
with the most pain he's ever felt!]

"How I'm feeling, so revealing to me
I found my mind too clear"

[Corey Irons climbs across a Steel Pyramid platform as Vile Vince Viper
drags himself over the side, onto the floor hurling Romanian curses as he
goes. Tommy Danger slowly crawls up a chain link wall behind them as Irons
makes it to his feet- and the King of Snakes leaps up and hurls a Satan's
Strut straight into Irons' eyes! Danger leaps off the wall to grab onto a
gleaming brass ring, and yanks it down as the new Spiritual Leader of the
IGA/SPW Alliance]

"I just need someone to be there for... me."

[AsH rolls around saturated on a wet shower floor in a deluded trance as
Badger and XYZ frantically wrap his hands and arms in white terry cloth
towels, hoping to stop the life blood that is pouring profusely from the
suicidal skyweight's wrists. His black hair shaking and whipping around, AsH
kicks a leg out as Marc O'Neil locks a massive forearm around his chin to
try and keep the man still]

"I just want someone to be there for. me."

[Ryan Delaney stares with glossy eyes in a state of near catatonia as the
blood has drained to the top of his head. The picture turns a three sixty to
realize Delaney is hanging upside down, bound by the neck in leather. His
shoulders and arms are strung fast as well. Deadpool Ian Christoph fires a
sadistic boot straight into Delaney's ribcage, landing with a sickening
crack]

"All the static in my attic-a
Shoots down my, sliding door"

[The camera focuses in on a roaring fireplace. The wood crackles and snaps,
the flames licking the air. As we zoom out, the camera shows a leather arm
chair containing a man in a smoking jacket, holding a pipe up to his mouth.
This handsome, charming, intelligent, modest man is none other than the
former SPW World champion, "The PURIST~!!!", Gregory Brians]

"To the ocean of my platitudes
Longitudes, latitudes, it's so absurd"

[David Hagen and Perry Vaughn walk out of the ring leaving Exotica huddled
over Corey Irons and Gregory Brians. With Lightning and Vik talking smack,
the World Tag Team Champions ignore the hateful fans. David raises his Title
belt to the camera as Vaughn slaps the screen sideways]

"I just need someone to be there for."

[Jazz and Vile Vince Viper both fire kicks into Jean Paul Valley and Corey
Irons before heading out of the ring, joking and enjoying themselves. Viper
reaches around the corner and takes up his SignaPoe cane before grinning at
Irons and Valley- and heading back towards the aisle. Jazz Madison rubs his
hands and laughs as he heads through the curtains, an egg smashing into the
stage only feet behind him, splattering all over the steel. VVV raises the
Victory Sign with both hands before disappearing through the archway as
"I.G.A" flashes on the Shootfire Screens above]

"I just want someone to be there for.
Someone to be there for .me."

[Ringside in the frenzied HCW Arena, standing on either side of the very top
of a fifteen foot high ladder, Vile Vince Viper holds Jeff Keenan in a
hangman's necklock as wire dangles from around his neck. Holding out an arm
as the fans roar from far below, Viper locks on but Keenan shoves himself
off backwards, flipping over Viper and catching the rope to yank the
Virtuous One right off the ladder. Jeff latches onto VVV's torso as Viper
throws his arms up and goes right through a glass table via the
Quickstryke!!!]

"'Cause I'll stop trying to make a difference
I'm not trying to make a difference
I'll stop trying to make a difference
No way"

[JPV is on one knee, staring at his hated nemesis as blood runs down Jeff
Keenan's face. Jean Paul shakes his head in disgust and drags the man up,
hoists him onto his shoulders in the torture rack- and then tosses the man
backwards, catching his head for the hangman's and jamming him into the mat!
The fans pop incessantly and JPV rolls Keenan over, then climbs on his
back and works his arm around Jeff's head. The fans are clapping as the Ref
asks for the tapout! Keenan finally shakes his head and the fans leap up as
the Ref calls for the bell!]

"I'll stop trying to make a difference
I'm not trying to make a difference
I'll stop trying to make a difference
No way"

[Perry Vaughn jumps and leaps straight up into the air, arms outstretched as
the camera pulls back showing Vaughn hang in midair before arcing into a
tremendous dive straight down at the masked Carnivore as the Tie Dye Freak
can only stare in surprise. The American Nightmare crashes into Carny like a
missile. Both almost go through the ring as the crowd rocks in psychotic
bloodlust]

"Ooh, let's call in an angel"

[Exotica kicks a leg out of the Pandora's box as the audience leaps to their
feet, the gorgeous pornstar covered in slimy snakes and a massive cobra as
reptiles slither everywhere, escaping the chest to the shock of the Great
American Youths]

"Ooh, let's call in an angel"

[Jasy Brians stands over Jeff Keenan with her signature smirk, the Most
Hated Man in SPW laid out by Tonnage's Gigaton Crush. Jasolyn kneels down,
lifts the man's half-unconscious head up by his ears, and plants a Kiss of
Death before dropping him back down to the mat]

"Ooh, let's call in an angel"

[The camera swivels over from Kreel's open mouth to focus in on the former
pristine druidic princess, Heavenly Heldt dressed like Ryan Delaney. Kreel
realizes her part in Delaney's release and balls his fists as Ryan Delaney
charges up at him from behind and plants his knife into the back of
Skarsgarde's calf!!]

"'Cause I'll stop trying to make a difference
I'm not trying to make a difference
I'll stop trying to make a difference
No way"

[With the entire MSG screaming down on him, Corey Irons makes the lateral
press on Jean Paul Valley- and the Cajun Assassin kicks out! Irons
immediately twists him backwards once again, hooking the back and locking
the leg under his arm, using his feet for spreaded leverage across the
bloodstained canvas and holds as the Ref counts three to make Corey the new
SPW World Champion!!!]

"'Cause I'll stop trying to make a difference"

[Surrounding Chris King and a battered Adam Kuhl, One Man Army, Eric Idol,
Jeffrey Dylan Marsh and Sean Steele turn around to face the crowd and fold
their arms forming a human wall. Inside the circle, King stomps on Adam and
prepares to make his mark on SPW]


S


"I'm not trying to make a difference"

[Jean Paul Valley applauds from the stage as the camera pulls backwards to
see the first ever SPW World Champion, Flaming Bob Muretic soaring backwards
through the air in a perfect moonsault arc, to put his longtime Vile rival
through a thick ass table with the Flaming Jalapeno!!!]


C


"I'm not trying to make a difference"

[The Shootfire Pro Logo explodes as the shot goes to Corey Irons and David
Hagen smashing themselves through a broken cage door, Irons hitting the
ground so hard he flies off the metal to painful skid on concrete, Hagen's
head like a dud missile bouncing off the steel railing]


W


"No way."

[The World Title Belt materialzes as the Universal and World Tag Titles
flash into focus and the music starts fading out, the words "Kill... or Be
Killed" sear across the screen as the music fades out]


"No way...."

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Lost Horizons Proudly Presents: SHOOTFIRE RESURRECTION!!
LIVE From the War Memorial, Raleigh, NC!!!!

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[The camera opens on up on outside the War Memorial as the fans are lining
the building, cars parked on sidewalks, police outside waving crowds off as
the freezing audience chants "Let Us In!  Let Us In!"  a Radio station
truck- K Billy DJ's is blaring "Enter Sandman" by Metallica as the loyal and
devoted Shootfire enthusiasts chatter about the upcoming card and hold their
homemade weapons up in hopes of future use by their diehard heroes.  The
doors begin to open as the rabid audience rush in Black Friday fashion, the
crowd cheering and roaring as Security Guards and Cops alike jump aside to
let the freezing public enter like a herd of rushing bulls.

Fade into the interior of the massive War Memorial as the giant upper decks
fill up and Pizza, T-Shirt and Video vendors start their hawking and
screaming as the cheering capitalists stream around them, waving money as
the giant block speakers stacked underneath the balconies blare the end of
Tool's "Anethma" which flawlessly flows into Nirvana's "You know you're
right".  The camera pulls back to see the raised stage platform as perennial
favorite Jack Sharp and a new martini sipping slick looking devil of a
co-host stand in front of the metal desk, enjoying the chaos as Jack adjust
his headset and roars at the camera]

Jack:  WELCOME EVERYONE TO SHOOTFIRE CHAMPIONSHIP WRESTLING!!!! WELCOME TO
_SHOOTFIRE _ RESURRECTION!!!!!!!!  Hello once again everyone and thank you
for inviting us into your homes- we are SCW and we have come back from the
dead to bring you a pay per view event never before seen from our new owners
here at Lost Horizons!  So much has changed since Legacy and yes under the
new gag order of our owner we are not allowed to speak about that mysterious
enigma known as the final fight of SPW but our confused and distorted past
has made way for a sterling and shining future!  I am your play by play
announcer and joining me is a new face from the former USCW- "CHAMPAGNE"
SCOTT MCBANE!  Welcome to Shootfire Scott, and man what a card we have to
break the ground with this new fed with.

Scott: Thanks Jack, it's great to be here LIVE on- uh oh, the music has died
down and the brand new Shootfire Screen has lit up, we are seeing the
arrival of a black HUMVEE Limousine in the parking garage. the new owner is
HERE!

[The fans buzz as the camera shifts to the parking garage in Raleigh, North
Carolina and the SCW Road Agents, technicians and ring crew are lined up in
military fashion alongside the new Tyrant Securities and the state and local
police guard on license from N.C. itself.  Chris Cartwright steps out of the
line in a new black dress jacket, his hair combed backwards and he opens the
door as out steps the thick boot of a gruff looking bastard, the devious
figure of a now seemingly musclebound Ethan War]

[MONSTROUS HEEL POP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[War smiles despite himself as and gathers his wool duster jacket close
across his three piece suit, nodding to the staff as Jack Macmillian walks
down the aisle of employees, in his new SCW Brown Bomber Jacket, the
unshaven former boxer all grins as he holds out his taped fist for the new
owner to shake.  Ethan smiles as well, both looking like two greedy
carnivores bloodthirsty for their meal.  War nods and looks at the camera as
a new head announcer rushes up in a beige suit jacket with rust colored
elbow pads, smiling as he holds up a microphone to the future of SCW]

War:  Toxic Shock right?  Hold that mic and keep it shut.  SCW, I bet you're
wondering where the hell I've been in the last year and a half.  IN PRISON
because of you morons turning your backs on me.  Me, the greatest man
whoever did the most for this federation.  Well I came back and now I run
the company that killed my career, I took OVER Lost Horizons and now I am
back to run this company and take it to the very height of the world itself-
or run it STRAIGHT INTO THE GROUND.  You people decide the outcome but
believe me, for everyone on the roster I DEFINTELY do remember every single
problem you created for me.  As of right now, the power bested in me by
MYSELF, I declare SCW IS AT WAR and you watch your mouths, you watch who's
side you're really on- and you watch your colleagues because the only way to
survive is to appease my appetite for destruction- this may be your new
Resurrection but even Jesus only came back once!  This is a TIME OF WAR and
so far my temper is at CODE RED.  Shootfire Pro Wrestling Is DEAD!  DEAD!
DEAD!  DEAD!   WELCOME TO THE NEW GENESIS OF SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT- THE CROWN
JEWEL OF THE WORLD COMBAT ALLIANCE- THIS IS SHOOTFIRE CHAMPIONSHIP
WRESTLING!!!

[War storms towards the building with Jack behind him, and Kyros exiting out
of the Humvee in a thousand dollar shirt, carrying a stainless platinum
Halliburton Briefcase.   After him, the new Executive of Entertainment, Adam
Cage steps out in snazzy gold plated sunglasses as the crowd boos like mad!
Behind him, the Spiritual Leader of the World Combat Alliance Tommy Danger
steps out and the audience pops in surprise but all four follow Ethan with
the Road Agents in tow]
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[Fade back to the War Memorial, the building Ethan bought and furnished to
be the new home of Shootfire Pro before War's trial and conviction.  The
fans are buzzing in confused surprise as up in the broadcast booth the
commentators are reeling just the same]

Jack:  ETHAN WAR?!  ETHAN WAR is our boss?  How did he get the money to set
up this new reign of terror in Shootfire- promising revenge, telling us all
the fed is now at War and did you SEE who was with him?  The Enforcer, the
Iron Fox Jack Macmillian who we last saw put in a COMA by Perry Vaughn- the
Elite Canadian Career Killin Luchadore ADAM CAGE and the Spiritual Leader of
the World Combat Alliance- Tommy Danger!   Scott, what do you make of this
new administration and what do you think the present now brings for the
great athletes of SCW?

Scott:  The future just went from shiny and happy to Ragnarok, Armageddon
and the time of Revelations all in one.  Does every SCW wrestler, official
and employee realize how much Ethan War hates them- hates us all?  I mean
you heard what he did to his FORMER bosses at Lost Horizons, they are Gone
and He runs that syndicate now!  If he can take out some of the richest men
in the world what can he do to the 24/7   -He was sent to a maximum security
prison, not that Enron Pansy ass place that most rich folk go- I mean did
you SEE the size of him?  Every single night he spent in that place made him
hate Shootfire more and more and it's clear, we're at a Time of War and none
of us are safe- even me and I just got here!  And Cage, Kyros and the Iron
Fox I am not surprised to see backing this wolvish egomaniac up, but Tommy
Danger of all people backing him -now what is the story on that?!

Jack:  Well Corey Irons is MIA, gone from the face of the earth and though
suffering injury that shelved him in IGA, Danger is still the Spiritual
Leader of the World Combat Alliance and basically he may not have a choice.
He has a broken wrist and can't exactly shut War's mouth for us.  And did
you HEAR what War said about the SCW being the crowning jewel of the WCA?  I
bet there are quite a few fedheads who will disagree with that sentiment.
Not only do we have any idea who the Real World Champion is, where Corey
Irons is now is a complete mystery.  Perhaps Danger can shed some light on
this now bleak looking situation.
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DEADPOOL IAN CHRISTOPH  vs  LIGHTNING JAKE MCCAREY
UNIVERSAL DIVISION                      NON TITLE MATCHUP
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Jack:  Now the top man in this federation -Lightning Jake McCarey will kick
off SCW's broadcast of Resurrection with the Universal Title- a belt now on
par, the same exact level as the World Championship ever was.  The pinnacle
of the new SCW Division to take on top contender and now Universal Mainstay.
the man who ended the career of Ryan Delaney, Deadpool Ian Christoph.

[Maddening metal growl/scream, melodic yet incredibly heavy guitar riffing
in the background!]

"DIE!!"

[The arena falls to complete darkness. Then, black light strobes begin to
mingle with a solid red light, one that has struck the entrance. A blood red
spotlight. From the newly brought pitch, the face of darkness could be seen.
A pale visage of wraith like qualities, haunting, sinister as the mask he
wore
hid his true visage]

"She was My poor Angel, I knew Her weeeellll
I really had no choice than to take Her to My hell!"

(INSANE Riff}

"As soulless as I am, as soulless as it gets!
I don't give a fuck how she felt
I saw Her pretty pale Angel face
And erased it from my memory forever
I saw Her burn, fed Her with flames!

The Divine Burning Of Angggeelllsss!!"

[The sinister man reaches the ringside area, and Ian, without a word raises
his hand, reaching up and removing that pale white mask, his face handsome
yet
cruel. He extends the mask as a Priest may a bible. Ian tosses his head
back,
his dark browed eyes looking to the fans with nothing less then sheer
contempt]

"I feel her trembling, inside, my soul's on fire
Now I suffer from my hellish desire
Silence is broken, I hear her scream My name
She'll live forever in my mind insane!!"

"In rapture I remain as the wickedness stays the same
Inside My soul insane, I am reborn, I am reborn
In rapture I remain as the wickedness stays the same
Inside My soul insane, I am reborn!"

[Ian then reached to his hip, and produces a small wood and rag torch.
Drawing
a lighter, the man lights the torch, and places it against the mask, setting
the porcelain on fire.  Deadpool's head flies back, and he laughs wickedly
as
he stares into the flames. The crowd erupts into a chorus of boos. Then, as
if
finished, Ian strolls around the ring, and then walks up the stairs and
enters
the ring, the mask showing no signs of damage as he places it around the
corner post]

"The Divine Burning Of Angggeeelllls!!!!"

Steve Stone: From Alesund Norway, weighing in at 230 pounds, this is
DEADPOOL!!!!!!

[MASSIVE HEEL POP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[Suddenly, the graphic of two snakes devouring each other's tails flares up
on the Shootfire Screen as "Welcome to the Jungle" blasts onto the
loudspeakers. The crowd boos their heads off as "Lightning" Jake McCarey,
who steps out onto the stage, hands on his hips, shaking his head and
smirking in the direction of the ring.  He walks to the ring, his dirty
blond hair wetted down, a T-shirt with the Vicious Circle logo on it, and
grey warm pants with yellow stripes running up either side. The Universal
Title Belt is slung over his shoulder as L-Man climbs the stairs and steps
inside to accept the cheers of the audience]

[FANS BOOING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Stone: AND HIS OPPONENT, FROM BOSTON MASSACHUSETTS WEIGHING IN AT 235
POUNDS, THIS IS THE UNIVERSAL CHAMPION, LIGHTNING JAKE MCCAREY!!!!!!!!!

[MONSTROUS HEEL POP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Scott:  Deadpool in the ring and ready to go, and a section of black clad
fans are cheering for him as he does not notice them whatsoever.  What is up
with that?  I mean to pick Deadpool as your role model demands a few
prescription drugs to begin with.  And it is clear the man cares not for
those warped fans showering him with adulation.  Even Charles Manson had his
following.  See Axel Rose for instance.  And look how well that turned out
for G&R.  But Axel's fan Lightning Jake McCarey already thinks everyone
loves him anyways- or at least should- and he's actually waiting the Ref on
the bell- Referee Amber Rhiannon allowing the audience to return from the
commission lines to watch his fight.

Jack:  Amber Rhiannon our Ref for some odd reason, and it's Gotta be cold in
that outfit to say the least, but something for the male demographic I guess
and the miniskirted redhead laying down the law to Jake and calls for the
bell!  JAKE CHARGING DEADPOOL!

[FANS POP]

Scott:  Ian catching him with an armdrag takeover and hammers a clubbing
forearm right across the back of the head.  Latching on the chokehold and
rearing back, suplexes Jake right on his head!  L-Man rolling around and
Deadpool with the splash, misses and Lightning kips up to his feet, bounding
into the ropes as he comes back with a swinging neckbreaker on the rising
Norseman, but Ian spins out and locking the bearhug, BELLY TO BELLY SUPLEX
on the Universal Champ!

Jake:  Lightning up and Ian MAFIA kicks him in the face.  Ian charging the
ropes and comes running back as Lightning rises and flying CROSSBODY takes
Lightning down!  Ian with his head and pulls the man up via his ears- RIPS
him into the air and Drops him down HARD on his back!  Deadpool steps on
Lightning's face with a cruel smile and makes the Champ scream out in pain.
SLAMS the falling elbow to the throat and cover- Lightning with the leg
scissors over the face, pulling Ian down and Deadpool turning over, rolling
out to sit on Lightning but L-Man sideways to come up with the waistlock,
pulls Christoph up and takes him onto his stomach.

Scott:  Hammerlock applied and Deadpool sits right out, ducking under and
rolling up as Jake sits out himself and standing- IAN catching him in a
fireman's carry takeover and gouges Lightning's eyes!  Mixing amateur
grappling with savagery as Deadpool hauls Lightning into the air and scoops
him over for the FALCON ARROW- Lightning rolling through with the leg clutch
grapevine and he's got Ian trapped!  Christoph reaching and he's got the
ropes!

Jack:  Amber yelling and Lightning won't let go!   Amber counting to four
and Lightning twists Ian's leg gruesomely, trying to rip it from its socket
and finally relinquishes the hold.  Deadpool on his knees, L-Man with his
head and SLAMS the man neckfirst into the second rope!  Lightning backing up
as Deadpool is set up laying across the middle rope and what is L-Man
preparing to do?

[CROWD CHEERS]

Scott: L-Man racing and swinging through the second rope as the crowd is on
their feet!  And skids to a halt rather then kick Ian in the face?!  FLIPS
OFF THE CROWD!

[MONSTER HEEL POP]

Scott:  Lightning drops to the floor snapping Ian's head off the second
rope!  And moving to the fans, knocks a fan's soda all over him and his
kids!  What a cocky son of a bitch!!  Lightning laughing at the crowd and he
rolls inside to take a double axe straight to the chest!   Deadpool hauling
him up and tosses him into the corner, clubbing fists and forearm strikes to
the face, kicks his knee out and European uppercut right under the chin.
Ian Christoph ducks and hauling Lightning over his back, BACKDROP DRIVER!!!!

Jack:  Deadpool dumped L-Man right on his head and now wheeling around to
hook the leg- he's got the pin!  Amber on the mat for the count!


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Scott: LIGHTNING has the ropes!  He has the- Deadpool pummeling his head
with raging fists despite the Referee's protests and she starts a five count
as Ian raises a hand and CHOPS it straight down into L-Man's adam's apple.

Jack:  Lightning choking as Ian clamps the wrist, yanks him up and turns to
ring announcer Steve Stone- calling for a weapon!  Stone taking a fan's
Playstation 2- Just in time for the Holidays and Christoph sends Lightning
for the ride as McCarey collides with the pads, staggers back as Ian catches
the PS2 and DEADPOOL SMASHES IT UPSIDE HIS FACE!!!!!!

[FANS CHEER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Scott: Ian DOES NOT like the cheers but Lightning hated the shot worse as
he's rolling to the floor, holding his re-chiseled features and it's clear
the Champ wants no part of this momentum Ian is beginning to build.
Deadpool sliding to the floor and searching under the ring, pulls out a
black duffel bag- and Lightning whips around the corner to NAIL the Sliding
Superkick right to the face!  Ian down on the ground as L-Man leaps with the
corkscrew elbowdrop and lands in a twisting lateral press!

Jack:  Amber Rhiannon to the floor as she goes for the count on the ringside
concrete!


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3! HE GOT HIM!  No, he DIDN'T!

Scott:  Deadpool kicked out at the last second and Lightning hauling him up-
front chancery moving back to the railing and SUPLEXES Deadpool up and
BACKFIRST across the guardrail!  Ian's legs taking out a few fans in the
process as Lightning pretends to be surprised! Jake snapping a fan's camera
and beats Ian in his forehead, smashing the foreign object to bits and
pieces across Deadpool's face!!

Jack:  Now Ian being choked with the camera cord as Lightning wraps it
around the man's neck and turning around, FALLS with the Hangman's
Neckbreaker!!  Ian choking and holding his throat as Lightning takes a
skateboard from a cheering fan and jams it down across Deadpool's knee.
Lightning proving he can go hardcore and doing just fine as he reaches to
slap the fans' hand- and pulls it back telling them they aren't worth his
time.

[HUGE HEEL POP]

Scott:  Lightning taking Deadpool up and tossing him to the apron- IAN
reversing- L-Man reversing and pulls Ian at him, Deadpool ducks the short
arm and KICKS Lightning right between his legs!!  Ian Christoph ducking down
and pulling a grossly stunned Jake McCarey over HIS HEAD with a Military
PRESS!  And DROPS HIM NECKFIRST ON THE RAILING!!!!!!

Jack:  Lightning in a world of hurt as Ian searching under the ring and
pulling out- a table!  Deadpool pulling out a wooden table and Ring
Announcer Steve Stone helping him set it up now as Ian grabs Lightning- and
BULLDOG right into the concrete floor!

Scott:  Lightning busted open as Deadpool drags him up and tosses him like
deadweight across the table.  Now climbing up top as the fans cheer- and Ian
taking Lightning Jake McCarey up- steps over the legs and pulling them up
for the Cleansing Piledriver!  He's gonna Piledrive Lightning thru the
wooden table!!

Jack:  L-Man shaking!! He's shaking and kicking and knows if he goes through
he's got his new Universal Title Contender in the form of Deadpool Ian
Christoph!  Ian fighting to- LIGHTNING on the floor and locks the legs of
Deadpool as the man hangs over his head!!  Turning around and REVERSE KUDOH
DRIVER RIGHT INTO THE CONCRETE!!!!!

[MONSTER FACE POP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

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[FANS ROAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Steve Stone: AND YOUR WINNER, LIGHTNING JAKE MCCAREY!!!!!!!!!!

Jack:  Deadpool delivered headfirst into the floor and Lightning Jake
McCarey has done the impossible, he defeated a man that's beaten Corey Irons
and made sure his place at the top of the Universal Division- at the top of
the World of SCW is secure with this chaotic brawl that was this opening
round matchup!

Scott:  Lightning entering the ring and blood streaming down his face, but
victorious as Referee Amber Rhiannon raises his hand and hands him the
Universal Championship.  On the floor, Ian crawling for that black duffel
bag and I don't even know How that man is functioning.  Lightning Jake
McCarey, did not even need any help from his Vicious Circle Brethren like
Perry Vaughn or Vik Avatar, thereby telling off his critics once and for all
that he needs help to win his matches.

Jack:  Lightning a bleeding mess now though, and making sure the fans-
Deadpool rolling inside the ring?  L-Man smiling and shaking his head,
holding the Universal Title as a beaten Ian weakly rises to his feet!  Has
he not had enough?  Deadpool may have went through wars with Ryan Delaney,
Irons and the like but he is in NO condition after taking that reverse Kudoh
driver to- Lightning laughing in HIS _FACE!_

[MONSTER FACE POP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Scott: IAN THROWS A FIREBALL IN HIS!!!!!!!!!!

[The audience screams as Lightning just throws the belt up in front of his
teeth as the full brunt of the fireball knocks him right off his heels!!
Rolling from the ring like a scared dog, L-Man stands up only to trip over
his own legs as he races around the ring, belt in tow as Deadpool laughs
cruelly after the bewildered Universal Champ runs for his life!]

Jack:  Ian threw a fireball right at Jake's face and the only reason McCarey
can SEE is because of that Universal Championship!!   Had Deadpool managed
to pull that off he'd have won that match for sure!  Deadpool Ian Christoph
looking the victor as Lightning runs to the back for dear life, the winner
but I believe he's had enough of this contender for tonight.  Lightning over
Deadpool with the Reverse Kudoh Driver fans, in this non title fight, and
we'll be right back.

[The camera closes with Deadpool staring at the entrance with teeth gritted,
making sure everyone knows his quest for the title is far from over]


[The TV monitor shows the after match altercation. It pans outward to
show a backstage locker room.  In the back, a lot of lesser known athletes
are hanging out, watching the events, and alongside them is Eric Deaton
himself.  Deaton's lazing back on his chair, propping himself up against the
wall, resting his head on his arms. He reaches down from his chair to grab a
handful of Crunchy Munchies, the best snack in the known universe, according
to him, and tosses that handful into the air...  to his open and waiting
mouth]

Deaton: [Half-chewing] You know, that Lighting guy ain't too bad.  I almost
took that damn belt away from him in my first official match... but... shit
happens.  Cheatin' bastard!

[A collective groan denotes the locker room's reaction to it]

Deaton: Yeah, yeah!  You all know who the man is!  You're lookin' at him...
not on the TV, right here! ::points to himself::  But, ya know, that Vicious
Circle thing looks kinda promising.  Plus, I hear there's an' opening in
line for it since that David Hagen guy went schizo.  Sure, his chick whacked
herself, but... Hey, all I'm sayin' is birds of a feather, ya know?  If he's
nuts, I bet dollars to donuts that she was too!  Crazy ass chicks, no good,
I tell ya.  I got this couple... hundred... stalker chicks after me, and I
gotta tell 'em.  "Hey! As much as I know you want me, I don't have time for
alla you!"

[Deaton sits the chair down properly, and hunches himself forward. Looking
through his hair at some of the talent]

Deaton:  Ya know what a group like da V.C. needs to balance it out?  They
need an impact player.  They need somebody whose gonna pack the house and
get all the fans hyped.  They need somebody who's gonna show that V.C. ain't
nobody to screw with.  Especially garbage freaks like Deadpool.  Throwing a
fireball at Jake- NEVER would have happened if someone was watching
McCarey's back!

::From the back:: You mean, like YOU? [crowd chuckles]

Deaton: Ya damn right, like me!  Who else could do it?  Surely you don't
think I'm NOT the hottest thing going in pro wrestling today!  I mean, let's
face it, SCW is a great fed, but most o' you guys are lame!  Look at you,
with your lame gimmicks and your stale looks. You guys need some wrestling
Viagra or something, I mean come on!  I've eaten cheeseburgers with more pep
than you guys!

Now, as I was sayin'... I think the best choice for the new seat in V.C.
is... ME!  I would kick more ass in the Vicious Circle than anybody else
could hope to!  I'd kick so much ass they'd have to make for Vicious...
stuff.  Like, ::thinks:: Vicious Polygons!!  Yeah!!!

[Locker room boos]

Deaton: Ok, ok...  Just watch my match versus Vile Vince Viper if you don't
believe me! Geez, you guys talk too much!  Now where's the phone in this
dungeon, I gotta make a call.

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ADAM MITCHELL vs THE REAPER
UNIVERSAL DIVISION

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Jack:  So far Lightning has started off the night, laying claim to the title
of being the top dog in the SCW today.  We don't even know who the World
Champion is tonight and the way we are going Lightning Jake McCarey truly is
the Man in SCW.  Two more wrestlers who are dedicated to taking him out will
be competing in the following matchup, both now secure and signed
participants in the Universal Divison.  The former World Champion Damien
Norton aka The Reaper and fresh from the Rising Stars Living Legends
Tournament, top scouted athlete Adam Mitchell.

Scott:  And you know that Reaper and Mitchell both want to impress their
fight tonight as we see them enter the ring and prepare to take each other
on.  Reaper a huge monolith of a man and Adam Mitchell has all the tools to
be the next man to take SCW by storm.  Let's see what happens as Ref Laura
O'Neil is in the ring and ready to go.

Steve Stone: On his way to the ring, From Cincinnati Ohio, at 6'4 and
240lbs...

[With that opening, the rifts for Saliva's "Disease" starts to play over the
speakers that surround the arena and pierce the eardrums of every fan]

"Uh!"

[Mitchell, with no pyros, because he doesn't need them, comes out to a
chorus, a littany if you will, of jeers from the faithful. Mitchell stands
there, a bottle of liquid in his right hand, and a glare that would bend
steel on his face...]

"In one moment I'm goin all the way. I make my poetry everyday.
And I'm frozen, comin right on time I froze my mind with that serious rhyme.
And I'm open comin up inside you know my mind has got a grand design and
I'm flowin, goin all the way I make my point to be everyday come on."

[During this wonderful thrilling vocal part, Mitchell, methodically walks
down the aisle. He does this because he's trying to decipher his opponent.
He tosses the water bottle towards the crowd, in a "I'm littering and I'm a
bad motherfucker" sort of way. He stops short of the ring...]

"And I wanna take you down, but your soul cannot be found. It doesn't matter
much you see cause your disease is killing me. And you know it's only
right 'coz it feels like paradise, I know nothing if for free 'coz your
Disease is killin me!"

[Mitchell slides into the ring and onto the nearest turnbuckle to allow
those pesky flash photographers a quick camera shot before doing a flip and
landing on his feet, ready for his opponent...]

Steve Stone:  ADAM MITCHELL!!!!!

[CROWD POPS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

["My Friend of Misery" by Metallica begins to blare over the PA system, the
lights begin to flicker, and then go to total darkness.  The ring area takes
on a blue hue, as a single blue spotlight shines on the curtains.  Torches
begin to light up one by one, on both sides of the ramp, and a huge fire
ball shoots up right in front of the curtains]

Steve Stone: And his opponent, about to make his way to the ring is a man
standing in at six feet, eleven inches tall and weighing in at three
hundred, sixty-five pounds. His origins are unknown. He is the master of The
DeathSpike. He is...

            ..._THE_REAPER_ DAMIEN NORTON!!!

[The Reaper steps out through the curtain and begins to make his way to the
ring dressed in a long black trenchcoat, with his hair falling over his face
the blue spotlight follows him as he slowly stalks towards the ring. The
crowd absolutely explodes when The Reaper comes into sight.   The Reaper
slowly climbs into the ring, he walks into the middle of the ring, and
lowers his head, the rings blue hue slowly fades, and the spotlight goes
out.  Suddenly from each ring post shoots blue flames.  The flames slowly
fade down, as the lights fade back in.  The Reaper remains standing in the
middle of the ring.  The bell rings as the brunette fitness model explains
the rules to both wrestlers]

Jack:  Adam Mitchell a basic looking wrestler with substance way overruling
style.  That's a good trait to have here in SCW where the fans respect hard
work and technique over flashy entrances and glitz or gimmicks.  Adam
Mitchell staring up in the face of the 6 foot 11 monstrosity known as Damien
Norton- we once knew nothing about the man's name, life and past and now we
know. and wish we hadn't.

Scott:  Fans, if your life was worse then The Reaper's, please mail us at
[EMAIL PROTECTED] and by all means we will post them on our brand
new website, SCW.com soon before Christmas.  And now the bell has sounded as
Reaper does not seem as furious or mad as he was. in fact he seems at home
almost.  The veteran nodding and motioning for a collar and elbow?

Jack: Yeah he seems almost cheerful!  Well- in Reaper terms that is.  AND
lockup and Mitchell breaking to flip around Damien and take him over in the
schoolboy!  But Reaper not going anywhere and just looking at Adam with a
confused smirk on his face.  Latching down to lock on the double choke!
Pulling the man up and into the air- Whip and THROW into the buckles!!
Reaper asserting himself -and backing off!!

[CROWD POPS]

Scott:  Reaper letting Adam know he's gonna have to try again.  I've never
seen this man Norton so calm and collected.  Mitchell sizing Reaper up and
coming at him to DUCK a lariat, sling around to lock the waistlock and
picking the man up into the AIR- REAPER leaning forward and breaking the
waistlock!  Just pure power and Adam DROPKICKS him in the back of his knee!
Whoa!  Reaper down to a knee and Adam catches the head, swings around the
man's thick skull and DIAMOND CUTTER on the canvas!

[FANS CHEER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Jack:  Reaper up and stunned as Mitchell goes for the Head and Arm Suplex-
Reaper won't budge!  Goes for the Belly to Belly Suplex- Reaper won't go up
either!  Adam hooking both arms and KOBASHI DDT takes the giant down.  I do
believe Reaper spent the off season bulking up- if that's even possible at
his berth and size.  Mitchell rolling the man mountain over and he's got the
pin!


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[HUGE POP!!!!!!!!!!!]

Scott: REAPER THROWS MITCHELL THREE FEET INTO THE AIR!!!!!  Reaper sitting
up and clearing his head, Adam back up and charges like a rabid dog to hit a
seated dropkick to the face!  Reaper crawling up though, almost unfazed as
Mitchell hooks the man for a side Russian legsweep- and Reaper BLOCKS!
ELBOW TO THE FACE as Adam staggers- and NAILS the Falling Forwards Russian
Legsweep!!  Reaper down again as Adam Mitchell clears his Own head out and
starts nailing Reaper's brains with thrust kicks like a rapid fire machine
gun!

Jack:  Adam Mitchell focused and determined to take the big man down and
keep him down but he can't let up for a second!  You know the majority of
his high impact power moves are not going to be easily used on the three
hundred sixty five pound man Reaper with a low center of gravity.  I mean go
find a tree trunk to uproot and throw that around, see how ya feel.

Scott:  Reaper on the defensive though, and that's more then quite a lot of
wrestlers in SCW can say.  Adam with the jumping spinwheel kick, and
following with a spinning heel LARIAT!  Reaper into the ropes and Mitchell
with the irish whip, Reaper reversing to send Adam at the ropes- Mitchell
leaps to stand on the top cable and springing backwards in midair to pull
his legs up and redirect his boots into Reaper's chest!!

Jack:  Reaper off balance and Adam landing, charging the ropes and comes
back with a shoulder first DIVE straight into the side of Reaper's KNEES!!
Reaper goes crashing down to the mat and Mitchell leaps him as he races to
the ropes, jumps to the top and turning around- TAKES FLIGHT WITH A FOUR
HUNDRED AND FIFTY DEGREE SPLAAAAAAAAASH!!!!!!!!!!!!   COVER AND LAURA WITH
THE COUNT!!!!!


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3-NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!  REAPER KICKS OUT!!!!!!!!!!!

[CROWD ROARS]

Jack:  Adam Mitchell slamming the mat in frustration and looking to ring
announcer Steve Stone- he's new to the fed but even he knows the RAs here
will toss you weapons if need be.  And Mitchell beckons for the chair as
Stone goes off to find him one.  This plan may succeed or blow up right in
his face!

Scott:  Mitchell catching the chair as Reaper rises and twists before
SLAMMING IT DOWN ON NORTON'S SKULL!!  Reaper off kilter and staggering, Adam
charging the ropes and comes running back, FLYING CHAIR SMASH takes the big
man DOWN!!  Adam Mitchell holding the chair under his legs and takes flight-
REAPER ROLLS AND MITCHELL SITS ON HIS OWN ARABIAN FACEBUSTER!!

Jack:  Reaper still DOWN though!  Sure Adam's spine nearly jarred through
the roof of his head but he has got to get up and finish this offense if
he's gonna make his SCW Debut a victory!  Adam Mitchell forcing himself up
to his feet and dragging Reaper over, hooks onto those massive legs and
starts twisting the man over into an Elevated Boston Crab!!!!

[The fans roar in surprise as Damien Norton is being twisted a safe distance
from the ropes!  Adam strains, pulling as hard as he can as Referee Laura
O'Neil checks for the submission.  Reaper plants his hands and tries
powering out, shoving his legs down as Adam puts his weight against Reaper's
leg strength.  Reaper finally releases his hands and starts clawing towards
the ropes, dragging them both closer to the cables!]

Jack:  Reaper in a precarious position as he goes for the ropes- Mitchell
pulling to drag him back but REAPER has the bottom strand!!!  He finally has
the ropes and Adam Mitchell now has to let go, and he does.  Respect shown
by the new force in SCW, Adam Mitchell to the former World's Champion.  Adam
now waiting. ready and poised as the big man lumbers his way on the ropes.
back up to his feet-

Scott:  Reaper at full height and ADAM CHARGING!!  TAKES TO THE AIR AND
WRAPAROUND DOWNWARD SPIRAL!!!!!    TAKES THE MONSTER DOWN AND CHOKEHOLD
APPLIED WITH MITCHELL BETWEEN REAPER AND THE ROPES!!!!

[CROWD ROARING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Jack: THE THRILL KILLER!!!!!  Adam Mitchell combining his Downward Spiral
with a chokeout submission and we've got the Thrill Killer cinched in!  Adam
Mitchell has the Thrill Killer Secured and Reaper kicking, bucking and
trying to roll out as Adam has that throat locked, remember fans, in SCW
chokeouts ARE legal!!

Scott:  Mitchell has wrestled this match like a clinic to all the boys in
the back and he won't let go, he won't surrender as he is putting everything
he's got into the chokeout submission, this Thrill Killer Manuever.  Sweat
running profusely down his face from the hot scaffold lighting and it could
be below zero outside, in here Adam is taking Reaper to Hell and Back!
Reaper- his shoulders on the mat from this chokeout and Laura counting!


1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jack:  Reaper planting his legs- AND BACK BRIDGING?!  Bridging up to avoid
the pin but Adam not letting go!!  Reaper fighting- and falls back down
again!


1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Scott:  Reaper quickly losing oxygen and that big guy needs a whole lotta O2
in order to survive this fight- and from what I can tell it's only a matter
of time!    Reaper struggling and back in his bridge- shoving up- if he can
just get that one shoulder underneath him to twist out of this- Adam
Mitchell pulling hard and trying to force him back down- REAPER kicking
backwards to shove Adam legs first under the ropes himself!!  Laura telling
Adam he's in the ropes and Mitchell has GOT to break his OWN hold!!

[CROWD ROARING]

Jack:  Adam lets go and dives over Reaper for that steel chair!!  Reaper up,
just missing Mitchell's boot as Adam skids on his hip with the steel chair
in hand and CHUCKS IT IN REAPER'S FACE!!!!!

[MONSTER POP!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Scott:  Reaper BLASTED and down on his back!!  Adam with the jumping splash
and hooks the big man's leg!!!!!


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3-REAPER WITH ADAM'S THROAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[FANS ROARING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Jack:  Reaper up to his feet and rips Adam into the air, Mitchell gasping
and knees Reaper in his face!!  Reaper drops Adam and NAILS the side
kneelift to bend him down, setting Adam for the powerbomb!!  Whips him up
and Adam lunges over his head for the sunset flip- but Reaper turns, grabs
the throat and CHOKESLAM!!!!!!!!!

Scott: WHOA!!!!  Adam bounces up and Norton with the scoop and pick up,
GORILLA PRESSES THE MAN INTO THE AIR- AND DROPS HIM WITH THE TOMBSTONE
PILEDRIVER!!!!!  THE DEATHSPIKE ON ADAM MITCHELL!!!!!


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[The fans roar as Reaper gets up in pain, massaging his throat as he stares
down at the pained Adam Mitchell.  Staring down- he shocks the fans by
holding out a meathook of a hand and offering to help his opponent up!
Adam lies blinking, weakly staring at the spotlights and reaches up as
Reaper takes his wrist and hauls him to his feet.  Mitchell yanks his arm
back, staggering- and rights himself to stare up once again at Reaper's
face]

Jack:  This- this is not good for Adam Mitchell.  How many people has the
Reaper destroyed?  How many people's days has Damien Norton simply ruined
without an afterthought?  He- REAPER HOLDING OUT HIS HAND?!

[MONSTER FACE POP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Scott:  Adam- Adam accepting!!  Smart man!  And shaking the Former World
Champion's hand in a mutual show of respect!  Of course he may be delirious
after that devastating Deathspike- but credit this man with the brains to
accept Reaper's shocking display of sportsmanship!

Jack:  Reaper telling Adam a few words of wisdom and now leaving the ring,
leaving the fans cheering and clapping as they give the hard work ethic of
Adam Mitchell one heck of an SCW face pop.  You know I predict big things
for this kid, he's gotta take this loss in stride and move on to his goal of
the Universal Championship.  This is Shootfire Championship Wrestling and we
will be right back with the World Tag Team Titles on the line, it's Gregory
Brians and Justin Slayne versus Jeff Keenan and Adam Cage!

Scott:  Tonight in Huntsville, a select few of our SCW Superstars will be
competing in a tournament to crown a new International Grappling Associaton
World Champion.   Devante Anderson, out on injury has vacated the strap and
now Ethan War has sent Dark Prophet and Thomas Lawrence to Alabama to get
the title for him... in addition on their own free will Larry Gionet, AsH
and Motor City Madman have thrown their hat in.  They will be flying on the
Lost Horizons Lear Jet as soon as we go off the air- but first let us show
you the brackets for tonight's event from LIVE from the IGA, Combat Zone.
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I G A  Combat Zone November 30th, 2003 Huntsville, AL  Live from the Von
Braun Civic Center!
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Angelle Maddigan
vs
Nikita Sabine

Lazz Sterling
vs
Michael Waste

Cyril Lesley
vs
Scott Stylez

Motor City Madman
vs
Big Smoothy

Tyler Hollywood
vs
Tommy Rowlands


HOUR ONE
MAIN EVENT

#1 Contender Match
Afternoon Delights
vs
Young, Rich, & Infamous

Hallowe'en Jack
vs
TBA

Larry Gionet
vs
Thomas Lawrence

AsH
vs
Siberian Experiment

HOUR TWO
MAIN EVENT
Jesse Bollinger
vs
Buddy Drifter

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Copyright 2003 IGA
Spyral Edge Productions
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