Post by kaz on Mar 10, 2008 16:27:20 GMT -5
BCW 2122: Rebirth
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The day started like any other. Another show in another galaxy. Cheering fans, bright lights, a good night of wrestling. Like any other night after the show, the BCW crew took down the lights and packed the ring to head to the next show in the next galaxy. Little did they know, this was a night hardly like any other before it. Death was in the air.
Reports began to circle the holonets almost instantly. One of the famed BCW shuttles had disappeared from the screens at the Bureau of Galactic Commerce and Transportation. After repeated attempts to contact the shuttle, search parties were sent across the cosmos in search of the missing ship. A week later, remnants of a crashed shuttle were found on a planetoid near the
Aethran homeworld.
Top ranking officials on Aethra, including the Minister of War, Spike, denied any and all responsibility by the Aethran people for the downed shuttle. Later investigations shown this to be true as a faulty hyperdrive was revealed as the cause, forcing the fuel tanks to rupture and sending the craft out of control. Shuttle pilots were shown to have made a valiant effort to safely land on the deserted moon. It was all for naught as the craft exploded on impact, killing all those on board.
The passenger list included: Maim, Monolith, Slash, Hack, Glory, Martok, Darvin, Lionheart, Minion, Ashe, several BCW trainees and Officials.
Except for a tribute and benefit show, Cannibal suspended any and all BCW business during the investigation, leading to a two year hiatus of the BCW brand of wrestling. With the official cause of the accident revealed and his health failing, Cannibal is again ready to kick the doors open to the Bloodbath and scream: “Let the blood run again!!”
So it was, So it shall be again.
Pg: 2--------------------------
Cha..cha..cha..Changes..
In two years, things have changed. The surviving BCW roster found work in several regional promotions, a few got a shot at the big two, still others did time in the “Z.” When the big man called, and call he did, the roster quickly came together. Several brought new faces, others brought new feuds. Cannibal also used his past history of success to lure several newcomers to Bloodbath
Championship Wrestling and started a promotional tour to showcase his new talent.
Inside the ring, BCW’s first telecast since the night of the accident, Cannibal and Joe Joe, the new Bloodbath interviewer, stood in front of a sell-out crowd. Microphone in hand, he opened the show:
Joe Joe: Hello BCW fans! Joe Joe here, I know things have changed around the BCW during the unfortunate business over the last two years. Hell, most of you don’t even know who I am! I’m the new face of the BCW promotional bandwagon and the new head interviewer. I’m stoked to be a part of this new beginning of the greatest wrestling promotion in the galaxy! Sure, there’s those “other guys” but if they are the “Champions of the Galaxy,” with the CPC out of the way, I guess that makes us the #1 contenders! All you fans, get ready for our run to the top of the wrestling galaxy!
All things have a beginning, a middle, and an end. Remember the old Earth holovid, Star Wars? Well, we are just coming out of the “Empire Strikes Back” and are now heading into “Return of the Jedi,” but without those furry muppets.
Today we hold the first official BCW show in over two years! Before we do, I’d like to introduce the official BCW roster and give a little background on who they are and where they’ve been!
With that said, Cannibal’s own twin sons walk to the ring with much fan fair. They enter with their usual antics, brandishing spears, their trademark headgear, shrunken heads and animal skins. Upon entering the ring, they shake their fathers’ hand and address the crowd
Vile: It’s great to be back!! The crowd roars it’s approval. It’s been too long. I’d like to take this moment to thank my father for keeping his dream alive and giving us back the only place we’d ever known as home.
Crule: I’d like to also thank you fans for sticking with us and coming back for this long awaited, and overdue reunion! I hope you enjoy this as much as we will!
A voice booms out from the backstage area. Out of the curtain steps Colt Seavers and Sexton Savage, two men we couldn’t believe were shoulder to shoulder!
Sexton Savage: Oh! My! GOSH!! Sorry to interrupt your sucking up, but we’ve been back on the air, what? Three minutes? You’re already boring the masses to tears.
Joe Joe: Ladies and gentlebeings, I give you Colt Seavers and Sexton Savage, two up-and-comers here in the BCW.
Colt Seavers: Oh, they already know who we are, but... just who the blue hell are you?
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Joe Joe: I already told you. My name is Joe Jo...
Colt Seavers: IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS! Know your role and shut your mouth or I’m going to take this Size 12 and shove it up your...
Joe Joe: Yeah, yeah. That’s what? A hundred years old now? You’ve been watching your historical vids. That’s great. Now try to come up with something original.
Sexton Savage: Well you know “Mean” Jean...
Joe Joe: It’s Joe Joe..
Sexton Savage: Whatever. You know Joe Joe, there ain’t gonna be a next time ‘cause I’m gonna kick your ass right now! I hate mouthy punks!
Vile: Now just wait a minute here boys. We have a problem. See, Joe Joe here works for Dad. Dad own’s the BCW, and Dad is, well, our Dad... Following me?
Colt Seavers: What’s your point?
Crule: He’s our DAD, stupid! When he decides to hang it up, who do you think he’s going to leave the company to? You two jackasses?
Seavers has to hold back Sexton as he claws and jumps at Vile.
Vile: Number two, don’t you two hate each other? He turns to Colt Seavers. Isn’t he sleeping with your sister?
Colt Seavers: Yeah, well, I slept with his sister so it evened out.
Sexton Savage: You did what?
Colt Seavers: Nothing, nevermind. Screw it - GET ‘EM!
Colt and Sexton jump Vile and Crule, Cannibal is knocked to the mat as well. A wild brawl ensues as the twins fight off Savage and Seavers and clear the ring.
Crule: If its a fight you two knuckleheads wants, we’ll see you in the ring later on tonight!
Although mic-less, the response from S&S was a resounding “yes” as they backed up the ramp and licked their wounds.
Vile and Crule attend to their fallen father. Cannibal appeared to be only shaken as he regained his feet.
Joe Joe: It looks like we’ve got our first match of the night! The Headhunters vs. S & S! But first, lets bring out another BCW star!He’s a newcomer to the BCW, but you’ve all seen the reports: “Trash gets Treasure.” I introduce you to none other than Mr. Manson!
Mr. Manson walks the ramp to the ring, handing out galatic credits to ringside fans. They cheer and fight over the bills, but begin to boo loudly as they realize they are fake, with none other than Manson’s own face on them. Mr. Manson continues to hand them out even as the fans tear them to shreds. Finally he enters the ring and confronts a still shaken Cannibal with Joe Joe at his side.
Joe Joe: Welcome Cletus!
Mr. Manson: Don’t you never call me that! Don’t never call me by Cletus! Only my closest of kin call me by my first name, and even then so, only at their own risk!
Joe Joe: Wow, sorry Mr. Manson.
Mr. Manson: Thats better. Now listen here, y’all need to have some manners when it comes to those better’n you. I’m one of the richest men in the whole flamin’ galaxy, show some respect.
Joe Joe: Money a man does not make.
Mr. Manson: Huh?
Joe Joe: Nothing, nothing. We’ve all heard the reports on how you attained this massive fortune. A quick pick on the Cosmic Billions Lotto.
Mr. Manson: So?
Joe Joe: So? You didn’t even PICK the numbers yourself! Talk about lazy! So, what have you done with your fortune?
Mr. Manson: I’ve always had this dream about being a pro-wrestler. Way back to when I was a young’un, Granny and me’d watch wrestling on her old holotube. I’d see my heros every saturday night when mom an’ dad would go out on the town. Thantos, Comrade Terror, Krakan...
Joe Joe: Those were your heros?
Mr. Manson: Yeah! They were like Cgynusian Toilet paper. They were rough and tough and didn’t take crap from anybody. Granny liked Vanity the best though. She said he had “the cutest lil’ tush ever!
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Cannibal, showing his first sign of recovery since his earlier incident, manages a chuckle at the expense of his old partner.
Joe Joe: brrr... Enough of that. Makes my skin crawl. So, Mr. Manson, just what do you hope to accomplish here in the Bloodbath?
Mr. Manson: Well, as I was saying, I had this dream at an early age. I’d become a wrestling star. So, after I became the suave multi-billionare you see here, I took it upon myself to go to a wrestling school! I was trained by some of the best the whole flamin’ cosmos has to offer! Now I’m here, and I’m going after the BCW Heavyweight title!
Joe Joe: What school?
Mr. Manson: Beg your pardon?
Joe Joe: What school did you go to?
Mr. Manson: Well..erm...um.. You wouldn’t have heard of it. Its small and VERY exclusive. I’m not supposed to talk about it.
Joe Joe: I wonder why? Thanks for talking with us Cletus... I mean, Mr. Manson.
Mr. Manson: Watch your back, son.
Mr. Manson walks off to the back as the boo’s follow him.
Joe Joe: Well, that was informative, wasn’t it? Lets bring out our next returning star! He’s taken the last two years off for the most part. He’s let himself heal and reguvinate! He’s back, and he’s better than he’s ever been! I give you, the Hardcore icon! REAVER!!
The crowd erupts at a much changed Reaver enters the arena though the crowd. He’s lost some weight since the last time he’d been in a BCW ring, and now walks with a much smoother gait. He raises his cane as confidence fills his face as he makes his way into the ring where he shakes hands with both Cannibal and Joe Joe.
Reaver: Thank you, thank you! I’ve got a confession to make to all you fans. The BCW closing down was the best thing that could have happened to me. I’d spent the better part of five years wrestling injuried. If it wasn’t my knees, it was my neck. If it wasn’t my back, it was my shoulder. I had a laundry list of crap that just didn’t work. I was addicted to painkillers...and to other things. I was in bad, bad shape. Ready to retire infact.
But this time off, it gave me time to heal. I had several much needed surgerys. I kicked my habits, cleaned up. Got hitched, and even had a child a year ago. A little girl. Teagen. She’s my world, man.
I owe this all to Cannibal. He helped me clean up, gave me the support to get healthy. Finacially. Mentally. He was there for me. I can’t repay him enough. When he called me to come back, how could I refuse? Thanks man.
Reaver shakes hands with Cannibal and even manages a hug!
Joe Joe: You’ve had a crazy career here in the BCW. What are your goals now that you’ve come back? You are obviously in a better position than you’ve ever been in since coming here. Could the one prize that’s always aluded you be in your reach? That prize, of course, being the Heavyweight title.
Reaver: It seems the heavyweight title has always just been out of reach for me. Always the bridesmaid never the bride, right? A heavyweight reign would be nice and look good on my resume, but I’m more interested in showing some of these young pups how we do it here in the Bloodbath. It’s not some dog and pony show, where you can be a [censored] and a walk. You gotta step up and back it or shut up and pack it. Like that assjack that was just out here. What’s he name?
Joe Joe: Mr. Manson?
Reaver: No, his other name.
Joe Joe: Oh. Cletus?
Reaver: Yeah. Cletus. Reaver calls to the back Cletus! Get back out here!
Several seconds pass as the well dressed Mr. Manson again enters the arena to another chorus of boos.
Mr. Manson: I TOLD YOU NEVER TO CALL ME THAT NAME!
Reaver: Does that bother you? Does it get under your skin? Yeah? Then you’re gonna love this one: Cletus-Cletus-fo-fetus, bananarama-bo-beatus-me-my-moe-meatus....Cleatus!
Reaver then mades a double single finger salute in the general direction of “Cletus” Manson.
Mr. Manson: Why you dirty sonova..
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Reaver: Whoa, whoa, whoa son. You wanna do something about it? I’ll see you in the ring later tonight! Old school, hardcore style! Just march yourself on to the back, get on your little wrestlin’ boots and I’ll give you a wrestling lesson free of charge.
Mr. Manson: You got it pal!
With that, Manson left the arena. Reaver followed suit after taking in the cheers from the fans. Cannibal just shook his head in agreement.
Joe Joe: Well, it looks like we have the second match of the night! Reaver making his big comeback against a upstart in Mr. Manson! Bloodbath rules! Now lets bring out our next superstars!
Kaz entered the packed arena with a newcomer. It was a wrestler whom had been making waves all over the outer rim, none other than the high flying Hazzard! The two hit the ring with an energy that could be felt by everyone in attendance. These two were an instant hit with the fans! After playing to the crowd for a bit, they approached Joe Joe and Cannibal.
Joe Joe: Kaz, it’s good to see you back in a BCW ring!
Kaz: You know Joe Joe, it’s great to be back! The BCW has the greatest fans in the galaxy and I’ve missed stealing the show for each and every one of you.
Joe Joe: I see you’ve brought a new friend along?
Kaz: Yes sir! After Glory died, I’d thought I’d never tag wrestle again. My boy Hazzard here is a crazy mofo. When he hit the scene, we didn’t see eye to eye on a great many things. We were rivals over in the CWF for the better part of a year, but with that rivalry came a great deal of respect. We’ve tagged off and on over the last few months and have come close to wearing those CWF tag belts on several occasions. When Cannibal brought me back, it only seemed natural to bring him along.
Cannibal: Hazzard, may I be the first to welcome you to Bloodbath Championship wrestling. We’ve heard quite a lot about you. It will be a pleasure to watch you in the ring.
Hazzard: Thanks boss. I can’t wait to show these fans what I can do.
From out of the back burst the Master and Funboy!
The Master: What you can do boy, is lie flat on your back and look up at the lights like you are used to doing. I kicked your @$$ all over the CWF, now I’m going to do it here in the Bloodbath! You are on my turf now.
Joe Joe: I guess I’ll take this opportunity to introduce those who need no introduction, The Master and Funboy!
Funboy: Wrong-o, Joe Joe! I’m not a Funboy anymore! Not since I found out my real history. See, my momma was a slave and my daddy was none other than the all time king of headbangers, Mayhem! Just like my dad mauled his enemies in the GWF and CPC, I’m going to maul everyone who gets in my way here in the BCW!
Joe Joe: Mayhem was your dad.
Maul: Thats right! I’ve got a reputation to uphold! You see, the Master here knew my orgins all along. He bought my mom and he raised me from the time I was born. They hid me from the Aethran athorities, they don’t take kindly to Aethran half-breeds.
Kaz: That’s a touching story Maul, but Mayhem being your dad isn’t exactly something to brag about.
Maul: You wanna bang heads with me? I’ll crack your skull!
The Master stepped forward and pointed a finger at Hazzard.
Master: Hazzard, our battles have been legendary. I see talent in you, to be sure. Your tolerance for pain is amazing. You would do good as a lost soul. As I’ve said before, in the end, you will serve me.
Hazzard: Master, you couldn’t make me serve you a tennis ball. But I tell you what, you give me a chance and I’ll SHOOT THE MOON for you. We’ll see who’s counting lights then.
Cannibal: Why wait? We’ve already made two matches tonight. Kaz and Hazzard, you two will meet Maul and the Master in this very ring later tonight! Just to make sure there’s a winner, it’ll be a falls count anywhere street fight!
The crowd erupts as the match is made. Master and Maul exit the arena, followed by Kaz and Hazzard.
Joe Joe: Alright people, there’s already been a ton of action tonight, but we are just getting started! Lets bring out another newcomer to the BCW. He’s a mixed martial arts champion, a world class wrestler and one of the toughest people I’ve ever met. He’s won titles in promotions all around the galaxy and has the scars to prove it. He’s a major addition to the roster, I give you, Freakus!
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Freakus walked to the ring a man with a purpose. Everything about him oozed confidence. His demenor was all business. His shaved head and many scars his body over, told a story of a man on a mission and a history of pain.
Upon entering the ring, he worked all four corners, standing tall on the second rope, his arms held high. Although most would consider him a “heel” in the business, some say he has trancended the moniker, becoming popular with the fans through hard work and fierce ring battles, though he resorts to any and all tactics, both clean and dirty, to win a match.
The crowd cheered wildly for the self styled: “Intergalactic Wrestling Machine.” He approached Cannibal and wasted little time both getting in his face and getting to the point.
Freakus: Let’s get one thing straight. I’m here to destroy. I’m here to dominate. I’m here to beat the best this federation has to offer. I don’t care who you put in the ring with me, I’ll beat them within an inch of their life. Only when they are begging me...truly begging me, will I hear them tap out to the Ladder Lock, and if they won’t tap, I’ll be sure the stars are the last thing they see.
Cannibal: That’s exactly why I personally brought you here. Word around the locker rooms galaxy wide is that you are almost unbeatable. You are the wrestling machine everyone thinks you are. I have a perfect opponent picked for you. He’s the embodiment of all things BCW. I’d like to bring out my right hand man, Bloodbath!
The unsung hero of BCW, Bloodbath entered the arena a world of fire. He tore the room down as he entered the ring. Freakus for his part, only stared at his hand picked challenger. Had his eyes been able to shoot fire, Bloodbath would have been nothing but ash. The two men stood face to face, only inches of air seperated the two. The tension was already unbearable.
Freakus: So, the hero of all things BCW wants to see what he’s got. I look at you, and I see a fake. I see a nothing. A nobody. You haven’t done squat in the grand scheme of things. I’ve won titles all over the cosmos. What have you done? You couldn’t cut it as a CPC wrestler, Colby shipped you down here and left you behind. You haven’t done a [censored] thing here either. A Deep Space title reign doesn’t make you a somebody. To wrestle you is an insult.
Bloodbath: I respect that you have done a great deal across the galaxy, and done so in a dozen promotions. Title, fame, fortune. You’ve beaten the best umong the independent scene, but you’ve never been here. Titles don’t really mean much to me. I’ve beaten every single man that’s ever set foot in the BCW. You’re no different. Nothing but a body on rewind and a mouth on fast forward. Your best days are behind you. Injuries take their toll, and from where I stand, you look like you got caught in a sewing machine. Blind in one eye? Plate in your head? Busted knees? Broken arm? Fused neck? Should I go on? You are nothing more than a shadow.
Cannibal: Well boys, it looks like you are getting along just like I’d hoped. I, for one, can’t wait to see you two get it on in the ring! I’m sure I speak for every man, woman and child in this building as well! Later on tonight, we’ll get to see just that!
The fans erupt as the match is made. The cold stares from both men continue as Freakus makes his way to the back. After pandering to the crowd, Bloodbath returns to the back as well.
Joe Joe: Man, that was intense! I can’t wait! But there’s more business to be taken care of in the ring. Here is a mountain of a man. One might say a “Massive” man. He’s the surviving half of the BCW’s biggest tag team, he is Mass!
As Mass made his way down the isle, he towered over the fans along the barrier. He entered the ring over the top rope as most big men do. Joe Joe and Cannibal both looked up to the big man.
Joe Joe: Mass, it’s good to see you.
Mass: Thanks Joe Joe. Let me first say I’d like to offer my condolences once again to the families of those who died in the crash. It was a horrible thing to go though, I know their pain. My tag team partner, Maim was on board that fateful day. I feel like his death is partly my fault. Had things not happened the way they did that day, he might still be here.
Joe Joe: What do you mean?
Mass: You see, back then it was no secret that Maim and I were having problems. You could say we were on the verge of a big blowout and breakup. I’d even heard rumors from some close friends he was talking about joining Baron Von Demios and Monolith in a stable. I didn’t want to give up on the team, but I was also looking towards a singles career as was Maim. We had gotten into a shouting match backstage that night, as was becoming more common, and Maim stormed off and got on the first shuttle. I had some business to attend to, and Maim needed some time to cool off, so I decided I’d take the second. The rest is history.
Joe Joe: Wow. I'd wondered what Maim was doing there without you.
Mass: Yeah. I’m sorry things worked out the way they did. If Demios and Monolith hadn’t gotten into his ear, he might still be here today. I’m not one to point blame in a tragidy, but his conversations with them were partly to blame.
From out of the back, Baron Von Demios burst onto the stage.
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Baron Von Demios: You want someone to blame? Blame yourself! Maim came to us! He told us how you were holding him back, how you were keeping him down. But Maim was a friend to you to the end. He didn’t want to simply beat you down like I told him to. No, he wanted to do something special. Something that would send you running to that bloated sack of crap you call your old man. Lets not forget, we all lost something in that crash.
Mass: Monolith. Right. He wasn’t your friend. You took him in so you wouldn’t have to face him in the ring.
Baron Von Demios: Well, you got me there. He had his purpose, he kept that Heavyweight title around my waist. Which reminds me, Cannibal. Seeing as how I was the Champion when things went sour, I’ll be having my belt back.
Cannibal: All titles have been vacated.
Baron Von Demios: What do you mean? I was never beaten for the championship! I am, by right, still the champion!
Cannibal: And when was the last time you defended that title? It’s been WELL over 90 days.
Baron Von Demios: Are you serious?!
Cannibal: Yes. And you’re ugly too.
Joe Joe: Zing!!
Cannibal: In fact, since you brought it up, the titles will be decided in tournaments later on this month at our return to Pay Per View, BCW: Echoes of the Dead.
Baron Von Demios: I have to wait a month to get my belt back. Insane.
Mass: In the mean time, you’ll be seeing a great deal more of me. I’ll be in your face for a long, long, time.
Baron Von Demios: It’s your funeral pal. I’ll get you a plot next to your old pal, Maim. That gives me an idea. You miss your buddy so bad, how about I arrange a meeting. You and me, in a casket match!
Mass: You’re on!
With that, Mass jumped from the ring. Baron Von Demios easily beat him back into the dressing room area.
Joe Joe: Mass vs. Baron Von Demios! A casket match! This is shaping up to be a dream card!
Cannibal: Yes it is Joe Joe! One of our greatest! Speaking of the greatest, may I now present to you, the crown jewels of the BCW. This twosome needs no introduction. They’ve been the worst of enemies and they’ve been allies. These two men have held every title the BCW has, singles and tag titles. I give you “Wicked” Todd Studd and Steel Justice, Wicked Justice!
“Wicked” Todd Studd and Steel Justice received a pop that couldn't be described. A standing ovation the arena over for the two biggest stars the BCW has ever produced. They make their way to the ring as only they can. With pride, with purpose. Most of all, with respect.
Cannibal addressed the two men as they stood in the ring.
Cannibal: My champions! I welcome you back with open arms! I couldn’t be more grateful you two have decided to return home. I know, over the last two years, you two have had offers from promotions all over the galaxy, but the fact you are standing in this ring right now tells me that you, like me, have a vision. A dream for the BCW to be number one.
Todd Studd: That’s right Cannibal! The BCW has been, and always will be our home. You gave me the chance when no one else would. You took me under your wing, and although you and I have not always seen eye-to-eye, there has always been a respect there. A quiet understanding. It was all good for business.
Speaking of good for business, I’d like to introduce you all to a new friend of mine. I’m getting older, and maybe it’s time I pass a little something on to someone else. He’s my protégé, Wes Anderson!
Wes Anderson entered the arena with some fanfare. He played to the crowd on the way down, though you could see a bit of a smirk about him. There was something the crowd just couldn’t put their fingers on.
Wes Anderson: Thanks Studdster! Thanks to all you fans! It’s great to be here in the BCW, and I hope, and I will, impress each and every one of you. I’m going to be the best of the best here in the BCW, so just sit back, relax, and watch the show.
Todd Studd: He might be a bit rough around the edges, a bit full of himself, but so was I. He’ll polish up just fine. While he’s working up his way through the singles ranks, Steel Justice and I will be tearing though the tag ranks. Judging by the lack of depth, we’ll have a stranglehold on the entire division! Wicked Justice will be served once more! Tell em’ Steel!
Steel Justice: You’re right Todd, Justice will be served!
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Without warning, “Simply the Best” Shawn Harrigan slid into the ring. He must have come from the crowd! With a chair swinging, he laid “Wicked” Todd Studd out into a pile on the mat! Wes Anderson immediately turned to help his mentor, which was his first mistake. Steel Justice put him out cold from behind with a Death Penalty. Harrigan continued to beat Studd with the chair. Steel Justice, after finishing off Anderson, kicked the “Wicked One” square in the face.
Shawn Harrigan held up the head of a helpless and bloody Todd Studd. Steel Justice bent down on one knee and got face to face with his former partner.
Steel Justice: ustice will be served, Todd! My justice! Just so we have things straight, I hate you. I’ve always hated you. I always will! Teaming with you has been the worst years of my life!
The fans boo loudly...
Steel Justice: Oh don’t even get me started on you people! The “fans” of the BCW. What a crock! I’ve busted my ass in this place since day one! Day ONE! Does anyone care? No! “Oh Steel Justice! He used to be somebody! He used to be a champion! He was my hero! But not anymore. He’s old hat! He’s stale! He’s lost a step in the ring! Can’t wrestle his way out of a paper bag! No talent hack! Todd Studd has carried the team for years!”
Now you know Todd. You know who did this to you. It wasn’t me. It was them!
Steel Justice pointed the arena full of fans.
Steel Justice: It was them who did this to you. The fans. You carried the team? Give me a break! On top of that, look over there. Your new partner, impressive. Isn’t he?
Steel Justice kicked Wes Anderson in the ribs for good measure. Anderson, for his part, rolled out of the ring onto the floor.
Steel Justice: I guess you’ve also noticed I have a bit of a new partner myself? Shawn Harrigan. He’s hungry! He’s fresh! And he hates you just as much as I do. I’ve taught him a few things myself, and I expect he’ll teach you a thing of two, as well.
Shawn Harrigan: I’ve already taught you how to fall down and bleed, what more do you want to learn? How to use a wheelchair? To eat through a straw? I can teach you anything you want to know.
Todd Studd: Go...to.. hell...
Steel Justice: Hell? No. Hell was teaming with you, but that’s over now. LET YOU BE JUDGED!
Steel Justice pulled up Todd Studd and blasted him to the mat with his new chokeslam finisher, JUSTICE FOR ALL. Studd bounced off the mat and didn’t move. Steel Justice and Shawn Harrigan were showered with trash in the ring. Anything that wasn’t nailed down sailed towards the ring. Justice and Harrigan took it all in with a twisted sense of pride before making their way to the locker room.
Medical response teams made their way out to the ringside area. Halfway down, Joe Joe waved frantically for them to come to ringside.
Cannibal was clutching his chest and buckled at the knees, The medical teams quickly put him on a stretcher and started to work on him. The arena began to quiet as the realization this was a real medical emergency. Then one of the medical team began heart palpations. The locker room began to empty. Vile and Crule rushed to ringside, as did Bloodbath and Reaver. Several of the medical team members held them back as others
continued working on the BCW owner. One was overheard saying: “He doesn’t have a pulse! We need to get him to an emergency room, now!”
Minutes passed before they began to move him. The team was still franticaly working to revive him as they left the arena. The crowd was in a stunned silence. Cannibal was rushed to a nearby medical center.
The event was stopped and money refunded. Most fans returned the refund to the BCW, to be given to a charity in Cannibal’s name, should he not survive the day.
All prayed for him.
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The day started like any other. Another show in another galaxy. Cheering fans, bright lights, a good night of wrestling. Like any other night after the show, the BCW crew took down the lights and packed the ring to head to the next show in the next galaxy. Little did they know, this was a night hardly like any other before it. Death was in the air.
Reports began to circle the holonets almost instantly. One of the famed BCW shuttles had disappeared from the screens at the Bureau of Galactic Commerce and Transportation. After repeated attempts to contact the shuttle, search parties were sent across the cosmos in search of the missing ship. A week later, remnants of a crashed shuttle were found on a planetoid near the
Aethran homeworld.
Top ranking officials on Aethra, including the Minister of War, Spike, denied any and all responsibility by the Aethran people for the downed shuttle. Later investigations shown this to be true as a faulty hyperdrive was revealed as the cause, forcing the fuel tanks to rupture and sending the craft out of control. Shuttle pilots were shown to have made a valiant effort to safely land on the deserted moon. It was all for naught as the craft exploded on impact, killing all those on board.
The passenger list included: Maim, Monolith, Slash, Hack, Glory, Martok, Darvin, Lionheart, Minion, Ashe, several BCW trainees and Officials.
Except for a tribute and benefit show, Cannibal suspended any and all BCW business during the investigation, leading to a two year hiatus of the BCW brand of wrestling. With the official cause of the accident revealed and his health failing, Cannibal is again ready to kick the doors open to the Bloodbath and scream: “Let the blood run again!!”
So it was, So it shall be again.
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Cha..cha..cha..Changes..
In two years, things have changed. The surviving BCW roster found work in several regional promotions, a few got a shot at the big two, still others did time in the “Z.” When the big man called, and call he did, the roster quickly came together. Several brought new faces, others brought new feuds. Cannibal also used his past history of success to lure several newcomers to Bloodbath
Championship Wrestling and started a promotional tour to showcase his new talent.
Inside the ring, BCW’s first telecast since the night of the accident, Cannibal and Joe Joe, the new Bloodbath interviewer, stood in front of a sell-out crowd. Microphone in hand, he opened the show:
Joe Joe: Hello BCW fans! Joe Joe here, I know things have changed around the BCW during the unfortunate business over the last two years. Hell, most of you don’t even know who I am! I’m the new face of the BCW promotional bandwagon and the new head interviewer. I’m stoked to be a part of this new beginning of the greatest wrestling promotion in the galaxy! Sure, there’s those “other guys” but if they are the “Champions of the Galaxy,” with the CPC out of the way, I guess that makes us the #1 contenders! All you fans, get ready for our run to the top of the wrestling galaxy!
All things have a beginning, a middle, and an end. Remember the old Earth holovid, Star Wars? Well, we are just coming out of the “Empire Strikes Back” and are now heading into “Return of the Jedi,” but without those furry muppets.
Today we hold the first official BCW show in over two years! Before we do, I’d like to introduce the official BCW roster and give a little background on who they are and where they’ve been!
With that said, Cannibal’s own twin sons walk to the ring with much fan fair. They enter with their usual antics, brandishing spears, their trademark headgear, shrunken heads and animal skins. Upon entering the ring, they shake their fathers’ hand and address the crowd
Vile: It’s great to be back!! The crowd roars it’s approval. It’s been too long. I’d like to take this moment to thank my father for keeping his dream alive and giving us back the only place we’d ever known as home.
Crule: I’d like to also thank you fans for sticking with us and coming back for this long awaited, and overdue reunion! I hope you enjoy this as much as we will!
A voice booms out from the backstage area. Out of the curtain steps Colt Seavers and Sexton Savage, two men we couldn’t believe were shoulder to shoulder!
Sexton Savage: Oh! My! GOSH!! Sorry to interrupt your sucking up, but we’ve been back on the air, what? Three minutes? You’re already boring the masses to tears.
Joe Joe: Ladies and gentlebeings, I give you Colt Seavers and Sexton Savage, two up-and-comers here in the BCW.
Colt Seavers: Oh, they already know who we are, but... just who the blue hell are you?
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Joe Joe: I already told you. My name is Joe Jo...
Colt Seavers: IT DOESN’T MATTER WHAT YOUR NAME IS! Know your role and shut your mouth or I’m going to take this Size 12 and shove it up your...
Joe Joe: Yeah, yeah. That’s what? A hundred years old now? You’ve been watching your historical vids. That’s great. Now try to come up with something original.
Sexton Savage: Well you know “Mean” Jean...
Joe Joe: It’s Joe Joe..
Sexton Savage: Whatever. You know Joe Joe, there ain’t gonna be a next time ‘cause I’m gonna kick your ass right now! I hate mouthy punks!
Vile: Now just wait a minute here boys. We have a problem. See, Joe Joe here works for Dad. Dad own’s the BCW, and Dad is, well, our Dad... Following me?
Colt Seavers: What’s your point?
Crule: He’s our DAD, stupid! When he decides to hang it up, who do you think he’s going to leave the company to? You two jackasses?
Seavers has to hold back Sexton as he claws and jumps at Vile.
Vile: Number two, don’t you two hate each other? He turns to Colt Seavers. Isn’t he sleeping with your sister?
Colt Seavers: Yeah, well, I slept with his sister so it evened out.
Sexton Savage: You did what?
Colt Seavers: Nothing, nevermind. Screw it - GET ‘EM!
Colt and Sexton jump Vile and Crule, Cannibal is knocked to the mat as well. A wild brawl ensues as the twins fight off Savage and Seavers and clear the ring.
Crule: If its a fight you two knuckleheads wants, we’ll see you in the ring later on tonight!
Although mic-less, the response from S&S was a resounding “yes” as they backed up the ramp and licked their wounds.
Vile and Crule attend to their fallen father. Cannibal appeared to be only shaken as he regained his feet.
Joe Joe: It looks like we’ve got our first match of the night! The Headhunters vs. S & S! But first, lets bring out another BCW star!He’s a newcomer to the BCW, but you’ve all seen the reports: “Trash gets Treasure.” I introduce you to none other than Mr. Manson!
Mr. Manson walks the ramp to the ring, handing out galatic credits to ringside fans. They cheer and fight over the bills, but begin to boo loudly as they realize they are fake, with none other than Manson’s own face on them. Mr. Manson continues to hand them out even as the fans tear them to shreds. Finally he enters the ring and confronts a still shaken Cannibal with Joe Joe at his side.
Joe Joe: Welcome Cletus!
Mr. Manson: Don’t you never call me that! Don’t never call me by Cletus! Only my closest of kin call me by my first name, and even then so, only at their own risk!
Joe Joe: Wow, sorry Mr. Manson.
Mr. Manson: Thats better. Now listen here, y’all need to have some manners when it comes to those better’n you. I’m one of the richest men in the whole flamin’ galaxy, show some respect.
Joe Joe: Money a man does not make.
Mr. Manson: Huh?
Joe Joe: Nothing, nothing. We’ve all heard the reports on how you attained this massive fortune. A quick pick on the Cosmic Billions Lotto.
Mr. Manson: So?
Joe Joe: So? You didn’t even PICK the numbers yourself! Talk about lazy! So, what have you done with your fortune?
Mr. Manson: I’ve always had this dream about being a pro-wrestler. Way back to when I was a young’un, Granny and me’d watch wrestling on her old holotube. I’d see my heros every saturday night when mom an’ dad would go out on the town. Thantos, Comrade Terror, Krakan...
Joe Joe: Those were your heros?
Mr. Manson: Yeah! They were like Cgynusian Toilet paper. They were rough and tough and didn’t take crap from anybody. Granny liked Vanity the best though. She said he had “the cutest lil’ tush ever!
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Cannibal, showing his first sign of recovery since his earlier incident, manages a chuckle at the expense of his old partner.
Joe Joe: brrr... Enough of that. Makes my skin crawl. So, Mr. Manson, just what do you hope to accomplish here in the Bloodbath?
Mr. Manson: Well, as I was saying, I had this dream at an early age. I’d become a wrestling star. So, after I became the suave multi-billionare you see here, I took it upon myself to go to a wrestling school! I was trained by some of the best the whole flamin’ cosmos has to offer! Now I’m here, and I’m going after the BCW Heavyweight title!
Joe Joe: What school?
Mr. Manson: Beg your pardon?
Joe Joe: What school did you go to?
Mr. Manson: Well..erm...um.. You wouldn’t have heard of it. Its small and VERY exclusive. I’m not supposed to talk about it.
Joe Joe: I wonder why? Thanks for talking with us Cletus... I mean, Mr. Manson.
Mr. Manson: Watch your back, son.
Mr. Manson walks off to the back as the boo’s follow him.
Joe Joe: Well, that was informative, wasn’t it? Lets bring out our next returning star! He’s taken the last two years off for the most part. He’s let himself heal and reguvinate! He’s back, and he’s better than he’s ever been! I give you, the Hardcore icon! REAVER!!
The crowd erupts at a much changed Reaver enters the arena though the crowd. He’s lost some weight since the last time he’d been in a BCW ring, and now walks with a much smoother gait. He raises his cane as confidence fills his face as he makes his way into the ring where he shakes hands with both Cannibal and Joe Joe.
Reaver: Thank you, thank you! I’ve got a confession to make to all you fans. The BCW closing down was the best thing that could have happened to me. I’d spent the better part of five years wrestling injuried. If it wasn’t my knees, it was my neck. If it wasn’t my back, it was my shoulder. I had a laundry list of crap that just didn’t work. I was addicted to painkillers...and to other things. I was in bad, bad shape. Ready to retire infact.
But this time off, it gave me time to heal. I had several much needed surgerys. I kicked my habits, cleaned up. Got hitched, and even had a child a year ago. A little girl. Teagen. She’s my world, man.
I owe this all to Cannibal. He helped me clean up, gave me the support to get healthy. Finacially. Mentally. He was there for me. I can’t repay him enough. When he called me to come back, how could I refuse? Thanks man.
Reaver shakes hands with Cannibal and even manages a hug!
Joe Joe: You’ve had a crazy career here in the BCW. What are your goals now that you’ve come back? You are obviously in a better position than you’ve ever been in since coming here. Could the one prize that’s always aluded you be in your reach? That prize, of course, being the Heavyweight title.
Reaver: It seems the heavyweight title has always just been out of reach for me. Always the bridesmaid never the bride, right? A heavyweight reign would be nice and look good on my resume, but I’m more interested in showing some of these young pups how we do it here in the Bloodbath. It’s not some dog and pony show, where you can be a [censored] and a walk. You gotta step up and back it or shut up and pack it. Like that assjack that was just out here. What’s he name?
Joe Joe: Mr. Manson?
Reaver: No, his other name.
Joe Joe: Oh. Cletus?
Reaver: Yeah. Cletus. Reaver calls to the back Cletus! Get back out here!
Several seconds pass as the well dressed Mr. Manson again enters the arena to another chorus of boos.
Mr. Manson: I TOLD YOU NEVER TO CALL ME THAT NAME!
Reaver: Does that bother you? Does it get under your skin? Yeah? Then you’re gonna love this one: Cletus-Cletus-fo-fetus, bananarama-bo-beatus-me-my-moe-meatus....Cleatus!
Reaver then mades a double single finger salute in the general direction of “Cletus” Manson.
Mr. Manson: Why you dirty sonova..
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Reaver: Whoa, whoa, whoa son. You wanna do something about it? I’ll see you in the ring later tonight! Old school, hardcore style! Just march yourself on to the back, get on your little wrestlin’ boots and I’ll give you a wrestling lesson free of charge.
Mr. Manson: You got it pal!
With that, Manson left the arena. Reaver followed suit after taking in the cheers from the fans. Cannibal just shook his head in agreement.
Joe Joe: Well, it looks like we have the second match of the night! Reaver making his big comeback against a upstart in Mr. Manson! Bloodbath rules! Now lets bring out our next superstars!
Kaz entered the packed arena with a newcomer. It was a wrestler whom had been making waves all over the outer rim, none other than the high flying Hazzard! The two hit the ring with an energy that could be felt by everyone in attendance. These two were an instant hit with the fans! After playing to the crowd for a bit, they approached Joe Joe and Cannibal.
Joe Joe: Kaz, it’s good to see you back in a BCW ring!
Kaz: You know Joe Joe, it’s great to be back! The BCW has the greatest fans in the galaxy and I’ve missed stealing the show for each and every one of you.
Joe Joe: I see you’ve brought a new friend along?
Kaz: Yes sir! After Glory died, I’d thought I’d never tag wrestle again. My boy Hazzard here is a crazy mofo. When he hit the scene, we didn’t see eye to eye on a great many things. We were rivals over in the CWF for the better part of a year, but with that rivalry came a great deal of respect. We’ve tagged off and on over the last few months and have come close to wearing those CWF tag belts on several occasions. When Cannibal brought me back, it only seemed natural to bring him along.
Cannibal: Hazzard, may I be the first to welcome you to Bloodbath Championship wrestling. We’ve heard quite a lot about you. It will be a pleasure to watch you in the ring.
Hazzard: Thanks boss. I can’t wait to show these fans what I can do.
From out of the back burst the Master and Funboy!
The Master: What you can do boy, is lie flat on your back and look up at the lights like you are used to doing. I kicked your @$$ all over the CWF, now I’m going to do it here in the Bloodbath! You are on my turf now.
Joe Joe: I guess I’ll take this opportunity to introduce those who need no introduction, The Master and Funboy!
Funboy: Wrong-o, Joe Joe! I’m not a Funboy anymore! Not since I found out my real history. See, my momma was a slave and my daddy was none other than the all time king of headbangers, Mayhem! Just like my dad mauled his enemies in the GWF and CPC, I’m going to maul everyone who gets in my way here in the BCW!
Joe Joe: Mayhem was your dad.
Maul: Thats right! I’ve got a reputation to uphold! You see, the Master here knew my orgins all along. He bought my mom and he raised me from the time I was born. They hid me from the Aethran athorities, they don’t take kindly to Aethran half-breeds.
Kaz: That’s a touching story Maul, but Mayhem being your dad isn’t exactly something to brag about.
Maul: You wanna bang heads with me? I’ll crack your skull!
The Master stepped forward and pointed a finger at Hazzard.
Master: Hazzard, our battles have been legendary. I see talent in you, to be sure. Your tolerance for pain is amazing. You would do good as a lost soul. As I’ve said before, in the end, you will serve me.
Hazzard: Master, you couldn’t make me serve you a tennis ball. But I tell you what, you give me a chance and I’ll SHOOT THE MOON for you. We’ll see who’s counting lights then.
Cannibal: Why wait? We’ve already made two matches tonight. Kaz and Hazzard, you two will meet Maul and the Master in this very ring later tonight! Just to make sure there’s a winner, it’ll be a falls count anywhere street fight!
The crowd erupts as the match is made. Master and Maul exit the arena, followed by Kaz and Hazzard.
Joe Joe: Alright people, there’s already been a ton of action tonight, but we are just getting started! Lets bring out another newcomer to the BCW. He’s a mixed martial arts champion, a world class wrestler and one of the toughest people I’ve ever met. He’s won titles in promotions all around the galaxy and has the scars to prove it. He’s a major addition to the roster, I give you, Freakus!
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Freakus walked to the ring a man with a purpose. Everything about him oozed confidence. His demenor was all business. His shaved head and many scars his body over, told a story of a man on a mission and a history of pain.
Upon entering the ring, he worked all four corners, standing tall on the second rope, his arms held high. Although most would consider him a “heel” in the business, some say he has trancended the moniker, becoming popular with the fans through hard work and fierce ring battles, though he resorts to any and all tactics, both clean and dirty, to win a match.
The crowd cheered wildly for the self styled: “Intergalactic Wrestling Machine.” He approached Cannibal and wasted little time both getting in his face and getting to the point.
Freakus: Let’s get one thing straight. I’m here to destroy. I’m here to dominate. I’m here to beat the best this federation has to offer. I don’t care who you put in the ring with me, I’ll beat them within an inch of their life. Only when they are begging me...truly begging me, will I hear them tap out to the Ladder Lock, and if they won’t tap, I’ll be sure the stars are the last thing they see.
Cannibal: That’s exactly why I personally brought you here. Word around the locker rooms galaxy wide is that you are almost unbeatable. You are the wrestling machine everyone thinks you are. I have a perfect opponent picked for you. He’s the embodiment of all things BCW. I’d like to bring out my right hand man, Bloodbath!
The unsung hero of BCW, Bloodbath entered the arena a world of fire. He tore the room down as he entered the ring. Freakus for his part, only stared at his hand picked challenger. Had his eyes been able to shoot fire, Bloodbath would have been nothing but ash. The two men stood face to face, only inches of air seperated the two. The tension was already unbearable.
Freakus: So, the hero of all things BCW wants to see what he’s got. I look at you, and I see a fake. I see a nothing. A nobody. You haven’t done squat in the grand scheme of things. I’ve won titles all over the cosmos. What have you done? You couldn’t cut it as a CPC wrestler, Colby shipped you down here and left you behind. You haven’t done a [censored] thing here either. A Deep Space title reign doesn’t make you a somebody. To wrestle you is an insult.
Bloodbath: I respect that you have done a great deal across the galaxy, and done so in a dozen promotions. Title, fame, fortune. You’ve beaten the best umong the independent scene, but you’ve never been here. Titles don’t really mean much to me. I’ve beaten every single man that’s ever set foot in the BCW. You’re no different. Nothing but a body on rewind and a mouth on fast forward. Your best days are behind you. Injuries take their toll, and from where I stand, you look like you got caught in a sewing machine. Blind in one eye? Plate in your head? Busted knees? Broken arm? Fused neck? Should I go on? You are nothing more than a shadow.
Cannibal: Well boys, it looks like you are getting along just like I’d hoped. I, for one, can’t wait to see you two get it on in the ring! I’m sure I speak for every man, woman and child in this building as well! Later on tonight, we’ll get to see just that!
The fans erupt as the match is made. The cold stares from both men continue as Freakus makes his way to the back. After pandering to the crowd, Bloodbath returns to the back as well.
Joe Joe: Man, that was intense! I can’t wait! But there’s more business to be taken care of in the ring. Here is a mountain of a man. One might say a “Massive” man. He’s the surviving half of the BCW’s biggest tag team, he is Mass!
As Mass made his way down the isle, he towered over the fans along the barrier. He entered the ring over the top rope as most big men do. Joe Joe and Cannibal both looked up to the big man.
Joe Joe: Mass, it’s good to see you.
Mass: Thanks Joe Joe. Let me first say I’d like to offer my condolences once again to the families of those who died in the crash. It was a horrible thing to go though, I know their pain. My tag team partner, Maim was on board that fateful day. I feel like his death is partly my fault. Had things not happened the way they did that day, he might still be here.
Joe Joe: What do you mean?
Mass: You see, back then it was no secret that Maim and I were having problems. You could say we were on the verge of a big blowout and breakup. I’d even heard rumors from some close friends he was talking about joining Baron Von Demios and Monolith in a stable. I didn’t want to give up on the team, but I was also looking towards a singles career as was Maim. We had gotten into a shouting match backstage that night, as was becoming more common, and Maim stormed off and got on the first shuttle. I had some business to attend to, and Maim needed some time to cool off, so I decided I’d take the second. The rest is history.
Joe Joe: Wow. I'd wondered what Maim was doing there without you.
Mass: Yeah. I’m sorry things worked out the way they did. If Demios and Monolith hadn’t gotten into his ear, he might still be here today. I’m not one to point blame in a tragidy, but his conversations with them were partly to blame.
From out of the back, Baron Von Demios burst onto the stage.
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Baron Von Demios: You want someone to blame? Blame yourself! Maim came to us! He told us how you were holding him back, how you were keeping him down. But Maim was a friend to you to the end. He didn’t want to simply beat you down like I told him to. No, he wanted to do something special. Something that would send you running to that bloated sack of crap you call your old man. Lets not forget, we all lost something in that crash.
Mass: Monolith. Right. He wasn’t your friend. You took him in so you wouldn’t have to face him in the ring.
Baron Von Demios: Well, you got me there. He had his purpose, he kept that Heavyweight title around my waist. Which reminds me, Cannibal. Seeing as how I was the Champion when things went sour, I’ll be having my belt back.
Cannibal: All titles have been vacated.
Baron Von Demios: What do you mean? I was never beaten for the championship! I am, by right, still the champion!
Cannibal: And when was the last time you defended that title? It’s been WELL over 90 days.
Baron Von Demios: Are you serious?!
Cannibal: Yes. And you’re ugly too.
Joe Joe: Zing!!
Cannibal: In fact, since you brought it up, the titles will be decided in tournaments later on this month at our return to Pay Per View, BCW: Echoes of the Dead.
Baron Von Demios: I have to wait a month to get my belt back. Insane.
Mass: In the mean time, you’ll be seeing a great deal more of me. I’ll be in your face for a long, long, time.
Baron Von Demios: It’s your funeral pal. I’ll get you a plot next to your old pal, Maim. That gives me an idea. You miss your buddy so bad, how about I arrange a meeting. You and me, in a casket match!
Mass: You’re on!
With that, Mass jumped from the ring. Baron Von Demios easily beat him back into the dressing room area.
Joe Joe: Mass vs. Baron Von Demios! A casket match! This is shaping up to be a dream card!
Cannibal: Yes it is Joe Joe! One of our greatest! Speaking of the greatest, may I now present to you, the crown jewels of the BCW. This twosome needs no introduction. They’ve been the worst of enemies and they’ve been allies. These two men have held every title the BCW has, singles and tag titles. I give you “Wicked” Todd Studd and Steel Justice, Wicked Justice!
“Wicked” Todd Studd and Steel Justice received a pop that couldn't be described. A standing ovation the arena over for the two biggest stars the BCW has ever produced. They make their way to the ring as only they can. With pride, with purpose. Most of all, with respect.
Cannibal addressed the two men as they stood in the ring.
Cannibal: My champions! I welcome you back with open arms! I couldn’t be more grateful you two have decided to return home. I know, over the last two years, you two have had offers from promotions all over the galaxy, but the fact you are standing in this ring right now tells me that you, like me, have a vision. A dream for the BCW to be number one.
Todd Studd: That’s right Cannibal! The BCW has been, and always will be our home. You gave me the chance when no one else would. You took me under your wing, and although you and I have not always seen eye-to-eye, there has always been a respect there. A quiet understanding. It was all good for business.
Speaking of good for business, I’d like to introduce you all to a new friend of mine. I’m getting older, and maybe it’s time I pass a little something on to someone else. He’s my protégé, Wes Anderson!
Wes Anderson entered the arena with some fanfare. He played to the crowd on the way down, though you could see a bit of a smirk about him. There was something the crowd just couldn’t put their fingers on.
Wes Anderson: Thanks Studdster! Thanks to all you fans! It’s great to be here in the BCW, and I hope, and I will, impress each and every one of you. I’m going to be the best of the best here in the BCW, so just sit back, relax, and watch the show.
Todd Studd: He might be a bit rough around the edges, a bit full of himself, but so was I. He’ll polish up just fine. While he’s working up his way through the singles ranks, Steel Justice and I will be tearing though the tag ranks. Judging by the lack of depth, we’ll have a stranglehold on the entire division! Wicked Justice will be served once more! Tell em’ Steel!
Steel Justice: You’re right Todd, Justice will be served!
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Without warning, “Simply the Best” Shawn Harrigan slid into the ring. He must have come from the crowd! With a chair swinging, he laid “Wicked” Todd Studd out into a pile on the mat! Wes Anderson immediately turned to help his mentor, which was his first mistake. Steel Justice put him out cold from behind with a Death Penalty. Harrigan continued to beat Studd with the chair. Steel Justice, after finishing off Anderson, kicked the “Wicked One” square in the face.
Shawn Harrigan held up the head of a helpless and bloody Todd Studd. Steel Justice bent down on one knee and got face to face with his former partner.
Steel Justice: ustice will be served, Todd! My justice! Just so we have things straight, I hate you. I’ve always hated you. I always will! Teaming with you has been the worst years of my life!
The fans boo loudly...
Steel Justice: Oh don’t even get me started on you people! The “fans” of the BCW. What a crock! I’ve busted my ass in this place since day one! Day ONE! Does anyone care? No! “Oh Steel Justice! He used to be somebody! He used to be a champion! He was my hero! But not anymore. He’s old hat! He’s stale! He’s lost a step in the ring! Can’t wrestle his way out of a paper bag! No talent hack! Todd Studd has carried the team for years!”
Now you know Todd. You know who did this to you. It wasn’t me. It was them!
Steel Justice pointed the arena full of fans.
Steel Justice: It was them who did this to you. The fans. You carried the team? Give me a break! On top of that, look over there. Your new partner, impressive. Isn’t he?
Steel Justice kicked Wes Anderson in the ribs for good measure. Anderson, for his part, rolled out of the ring onto the floor.
Steel Justice: I guess you’ve also noticed I have a bit of a new partner myself? Shawn Harrigan. He’s hungry! He’s fresh! And he hates you just as much as I do. I’ve taught him a few things myself, and I expect he’ll teach you a thing of two, as well.
Shawn Harrigan: I’ve already taught you how to fall down and bleed, what more do you want to learn? How to use a wheelchair? To eat through a straw? I can teach you anything you want to know.
Todd Studd: Go...to.. hell...
Steel Justice: Hell? No. Hell was teaming with you, but that’s over now. LET YOU BE JUDGED!
Steel Justice pulled up Todd Studd and blasted him to the mat with his new chokeslam finisher, JUSTICE FOR ALL. Studd bounced off the mat and didn’t move. Steel Justice and Shawn Harrigan were showered with trash in the ring. Anything that wasn’t nailed down sailed towards the ring. Justice and Harrigan took it all in with a twisted sense of pride before making their way to the locker room.
Medical response teams made their way out to the ringside area. Halfway down, Joe Joe waved frantically for them to come to ringside.
Cannibal was clutching his chest and buckled at the knees, The medical teams quickly put him on a stretcher and started to work on him. The arena began to quiet as the realization this was a real medical emergency. Then one of the medical team began heart palpations. The locker room began to empty. Vile and Crule rushed to ringside, as did Bloodbath and Reaver. Several of the medical team members held them back as others
continued working on the BCW owner. One was overheard saying: “He doesn’t have a pulse! We need to get him to an emergency room, now!”
Minutes passed before they began to move him. The team was still franticaly working to revive him as they left the arena. The crowd was in a stunned silence. Cannibal was rushed to a nearby medical center.
The event was stopped and money refunded. Most fans returned the refund to the BCW, to be given to a charity in Cannibal’s name, should he not survive the day.
All prayed for him.