South Beach TV 8-25-13
Aug 24, 2013 6:20:21 GMT -7
Post by howardschilling on Aug 24, 2013 6:20:21 GMT -7
*Author's Note: I'm posting this a day early as i'm going to try and do a complete system reboot on my laptop before I end up breaking it in five quadrillion pieces. I can do everything on it right now except post a show so this one is being posted from the offices at my apartment building. Sorry for rambling. Enjoy!*
We open up with scenes from the last episode of SBTV where Kaz and The Dudleys interrupted the South Beach Title match between Low Ki and Kevin Steen. The pyro goes off inside a sold out US Century Bank Arena and South Beach Owner Howard E. Schilling is standing in the middle of it wearing an Armani suit (where in the hell did he get the money for that?) and holding a microphone.
Howard: *Takes a deep breath* Has it been that long already? *The fans don't know how to react* I mean really? Has it been that damned long already? *still nothing from the crowd* I see you all scratching your heads and it occurs to me that like most people I know, you all have absolutely NO IDEA what in the hell I'm talking about. Luckily for all of us, I'm in a generous mood so that means you all get to have an explanation. Let me run a few dates by you. October 15, 2012. That was the day that I went to NWA President Dustin Smith and asked to be part of this great National Wrestling Alliance and NWA South Beach was created. December 7, 2012. That was the day of Fall Brawl last year, the first Super Show that NWA South Beach participated in. Finally: October 20, 2013. THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is the date of Fall Brawl THIS year; and what a difference a year makes, because Fall Brawl will be taking place RIGHT HERE IN MIAMI FLORIDA! *crowd cheers* The red-headed stepchild of the NWA, the "new kid on the block" if you will, has grown up and I am ready to do my best to make Fall Brawl THE BEST SUPER SHOW THAT THE NWA HAS EVER SEEN *crowd goes nuts and Howard scratches his head*.....and you see that's where the problem lies *crowd goes silent like someone hit an on/off switch*. You see, on South Beach's first ever show, JBL stated that people had to prove themselves to the NWA committee to get a spot on the Fall Brawl card because nobody had "proven" anything. While that may have been true, MAINLY because that was the first South Beach show and nobody had been given the chance to wrestle for the territory yet, the same rules kind of apply this year. You see, South Beach has evolved so far in this last year....farther than I could have ever dreamed that it would.....but now it's time to take this to the next level. *turns towards the locker room* I am the owner and booker for this territory, but I am not the one stepping inside this ring every time and putting on a show for these great people. It is up to every single one of you in the back to prove that not only do you WANT to be on this card, but you DESERVE it. We have two LONG months until Fall Brawl folks, leave it all on the line every time out. I'm always watching.
Howard E. leaves the ring as the crowd is buzzing....until we get a jumble of images that ends with that image from "The Sixth Sense" *a sheet of paper: Out of the depths, I cry to you oh Lord* A voice: Tonight: I have my vengeance.
*commercial*
We come back from the commercial with the FORMER NWA World Tag Team Champions, Future Shock, headed to the ring and Adam Cole has a microphone.
Cole: I'm pretty damned sure that even you bleach blonde airheads here in Miami can figure out why Kyle and I are angry *crowd boos*. Well, since you can't, I'll tell you why: On July 30th in the bum(BLEEP!) country of JAPAN, we lost our World Tag Team Titles to a bunch of guys that claim that they're rockstars, but couldn't even beat the two of us in Rock Band. You see we're not taking our rematch until we beat the one team in South Beach that has been too damned scared to debut. Player Uno, Player Dos! GET YOUR GAMING ASSES OUT HERE AND SEE IF YOU'RE MAN ENOUGH TO GO TOE TO TOE WITH THE CHAMPS!
The Super Smash Brothers come to the ring and we have our first match of the evening!
Match Number 1: The Super Smash Brothers vs. Future Shock
Kyle O'Reilly started off this match against Player Uno, who has been plying his craft on the independent scene along with Player Dos. Uno, being a big guy is surprisingly light on his feet and managed to take Kyle to school. Kyle crawls to his corner, looking to tag in his partner, but Cole drops down off the apron! Uno walks over to the corner and looks at Cole, a frown on his visage. Cole just stares stonefaced, and Uno shrugs. Uno takes Kyle over to his corner and sets for a Gory Bomb! Dos blind tags in and goes to the top! FATALITY! Dos covers! ONE.....TWO......THREE! ON THEIR FIRST NIGHT IN SOUTH BEACH, THE SUPER SMASH BROTHERS HAVE DEFEATED THE FORMER WORLD TAG CHAMPS!
Winners: The Super Smash Brothers
The SSB celebrate all the way to the back as Adam Cole gets in the ring and the crowd boos. Kyle crawls to Adam who looks down with utter disdain on his face. Cole extends his hand to Kyle who grabs it and picks him up and the crowd is bewildered. Cole and Kyle shake hands but Cole kicks Kyle in the gut and hooks him......COLEATERAL! BY GOD ADAM COLE COULD'VE BROKEN KYLE'S NECK WITH THAT BRAINBUSTER! Cole smiles as the boos rain down from all around the arena. Cole picks Kyle up again and O'Reilly can barely stand. Cole goes behind Kyle and grabs his head....CORONA CRASH! Cole finally leaves the ring as paramedics come in and tend to O'Reilly and the broadcast team wonders if O'Reilly will ever wrestle again.
A vignette promoting the next Independant Union Show plays before we head to the back where Jimmy Jacobs and Kevin Steen are fighting! Steen screams that he is tired of being overlooked and that he wants a shot at that TV title TONIGHT!
Match Number 2: PAC vs. Chuck Taylor
This is a rematch of sorts from Tribute to the Troops as both men put in excellent showings but came up short in the King of the Ring Qualifier. Taylor enters the ring with TJ Perkins by his side while PAC comes out with Amazing Red. Both men shake hands and the bell rings. These men went back and forth for a good 20 minutes with both men trading the advantage. Eventually PAC would miss with an Imploding 450 from the second rope allowing Chuck Taylor to hit the Awful Waffle for the 3 count and the hard fought victory.
Winner: Chuck Taylor
As Taylor celebrates Adam Cole, dressed in a button down shirt and dress pants comes out and attacks him! Cole picks Chuck up and takes him over to a corner...PANAMA SUNRISE! Adam Cole is out of his blooming mind! Some one's gotta get in here to stop this man! Cole goes outside and grabs a mic.
Cole: You see this right here? *points to Taylor and PAC who are laying in the ring. These are your heroes. These are the people that wanted to be in California tonight to compete for King of the Ring. Whoever wins King of the Ring....what does that make them? King of the midcard? I am not a king of anything! What I am is the fastest rising star in professional wrestling today, and now that I got rid of some dead weight in the form of a tag team partner who was the main reason for us losing the titles in the first place *crowd boos as Cole reaches inside his pants pocket and holds up a big brass key*, I have the key to the top of South Beach. Now I know that some of you are too stupid to understand this, so I'm going to explain everything nice and easy like for you. Keys open doors, and in order to open the doors to bigger and better things, you need to earn the right to unlock them. Therefore I am laying down a challenge for the first anniversary show. I want five more schmucks that think they can hang with the Panama City Playboy and we will meet up inside an ELIMINATION CHAMBER. This is the key to unlocking my potential. See if you can keep up.
"Faithless" plays and we get a vignette for the main event when Low Ki takes on The Anti-Christ Kyle Matthews.
*Commercial*
We can't even get Jimmy Jacobs down to the ring for our next match before Kevin Steen attacks him! Steen runs Jimmy into the guard rail and then sends him into the steps! The camera pans in to Jacobs' face....and he's LAUGHING! THAT SICK BASTARD HAS A SMILE ON HIS FACE! Steen goes over and rolls the TV champ into the ring and the bell sounds.
Match Number 3: South Beach TV Champion Jimmy Jacobs vs. Kevin Steen (South Beach Television Title is on the line)
Steen tries to press his advantage but the twisted mind of Jimmy Jacobs allowed him to cleverly escape the rush and start in on a surprised Steen. Steen would come back and they would trade blows back and forth before tumbling outside the ring and battling with neither man REALLY gaining an advantage. The referee counts both men out and it looks like this one is over!
Result: Double countout
Jacobs immediately runs the other direction towards the belt by the time keeper but the belt is missing! Jacobs looks everywhere and ends up getting turned around by Howard E. at the announce table! Howard has the belt and a mic.
Howard: I am really getting sick and tired of TOXIC bailing from fights when they don't have the numbers advantage. So after commercial this match is going to be RE-STARTED! *looks to ref* Ref; the only way that you're calling for the bell is if someone is pinned, tapping to a submission, or cannot get back to their feet by the count of ten. *looks to the camera* If anyone from Fox 7 has a problem with this, I'm not sorry. You want greatness on your network? You're going to have to make a few sacrifices on your content. *looks to the curtain* If ANYBODY in the back; whether you belong to the Unholy Alliance, TOXIC, the Straight Edge Nation, or any other group/alliance/tag team in the NWA lays any part of your body on either Mr. Steen or Mr. Jacobs you will NOT be allowed to participate at Fall Brawl. I only want the best performing at this show, and son of a bitch I'm going to get it even if it destroys me. *Jacobs looks irate, Steen just stands there smirking.* Jimmy, I was told by the great Joe Rother that you were one of the best wrestlers in the NWA; and that if I let you go you would do things that would make everyone, including myself, stand in awe. *holds belt in front of Jacobs who is nodding ferociously* PROVE IT!
*commercial*
We come back from break and both men are bloodied and going at it in the middle of a weapon cluttered ring. Matt and Howard show the audience at home what happened during the break as Jacobs busted Steen open with a tornado ddt through a table while Steen busted Jacobs open with a sick shot with a barbed wire wrapped baseball bat to the skull. Jimmy Jacobs will not die and it seems like he's a masochist as he greets every shot with a weapon from steen with a bloody smile and a stiff shot back with a punch, a forearm or a kick to whatever he can reach. Somehow Jacobs finds the strength to drive a steel chair into the gut of Steen and hit a Contra Code! Jacobs decides it's not enough and goes to his boot for the railroad spike! Jacobs twirls the spike in his hand as he walks around the ring and the crowd boos. Jacobs looks at the spike and says "hello old friend"...before TAKING THE SPIKE TO HIS OWN SKULL REPEATEDLY! BLOOD IS POURING DOWN HIS FACE AND THE SICK SON OF A GUN IS SMILING! Jacobs goes over to Steen and looks to drag the spike across his skull but "This Fire Burns" starts playing and CM Punk walks out! Schilling on commentary reminds everyone what will happen if Punk physically interferes in this contest but Punk seems conten to just stand and watch the match unfold. Jacobs unmounts Steen, goes to the ropes and screams at Punk "WHY? WHY?" Punk smirks, but not for long as Jon Moxley attacks from behind! These two men were at each others throats on Tuesday in Tampa and it looks like their bloodlust isn't finished. Jacobs turns around looking to finish Steen off but Steen is standing! Blood is dried and caked across Mr. Wrestling's forehead and he lets out a mighty bellow of rage and opens up with rights and lefts. Jacobs keeps fighting back and the crowd is in a frenzy. Jacobs manages to stun Steen again and signals for another Contra Code! He has Steen hooked and runs up the ropes..but Kevin manages to throw Jacobs off and out of the ring through the announce table! BY GOD STEEN KILLED JACOBS! STEEN KILLED JACOBS! The crowd chants "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!" Steen stumbles out of the ring and picks up Jacobs as Punk hot shots Moxley on the barricade. Steen brings Jacobs right into the ring and picks him up into a fireman's carry....F-CINQ! STEEN HITS THE F-CINQ! COVER! ONE......TWO.....THREE! STEEN WINS IT!
Winner and NEW South Beach Television Champion: Kevin Steen
KEVIN STEEN HAS DONE IT! CM Punk and Jon Moxley are in each others faces jawing but get run over by Devon and Bully Ray who immediately attack Steen! Ray sends Steen into the ropes....3D! Ray gets down and screams at Steen "You just HAAAAAAAAAAD to go and get gold to make yourself a bigger target fatass? THIS BELT IS NOW MINE!"
Ray throws the belt on top of Steen as the Dudleys leave to a chorus of boos.
We go to a replay of how Low Ki answered Kyle Matthews' challenge. Our main event....is NEXT!
*commercial*
Main Event: NWA World Heavyweight Champion "The Anti-Christ" Kyle Matthews (c) vs. NWA South Beach Champion "The One World Warrior" Low Ki (Last Man Standing Match for the NWA Worlds Heavyweight Championship)
"Fighter's Passion" plays and the South Beach Champion comes out and the crowd is thunderous with "LOW KI! LOW KI" chants. Kyle Matthews comes out serenaded by boos and flanked by his Prophecy as the commentators mention that without any sort of help, Low Ki might end up being just another sacrifice to this dominating faction. Howard Schilling steps in the ring to make formal introductions.
Howard: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next contest is your main event of the evening! It is a Last Man Standing Match and it is for the NWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! Standing in the corner to my left is the challenger. He stands 5 feet 8 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 176 pounds. He comes to us from Brooklyn, New York and is YOUR NWA SOUTH BEACH Champion. He is The World Warrior.......LOW KI!
*Crowd goes nuts for their champ as he acknowledges the crowd and retreats back to the corner and looks at the canvas.*
Howard: Now standing in the corner to my right. He stands 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 197 pounds. He comes to us from Marietta, Georgia and is the leader of The Prophecy. He is your NWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, THE ANTI-CHRIST: KYYYYYYYYYYYLE MATTHEWS!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
*The referee holds the belt up in the air to show the crowd and then to both men. Low Ki takes a LONG look at the title before nodding to the instructions that the ref gives out*
The bell rings and here we go! Low Ki and Matthews circle each other slowly, the NWA champ licking his chops and leering at the challenger. Eventually Ki moves in to lock up but Matthews stops him with a stiff slap to the face that echoes around the arena. Low Ki looks momentarily stunned but returns fire with a slap of his own! Matthews looks irate and comes back with another slap to the face! Ki answers right back! These two men are going toe to toe in the center of the ring and blistering each other with slaps! The crowd starts a "boo-yay" exchange as neither man backs down. The camera is right in the middle of the ring and both men's faces are bruised from the ferocity of these slaps. Striker mentions that this is something that is commonly done in Japan, almost as a test of whose will will break first. Matthews eventually hesitates and then smiles! What is he smiling about? He tells Ki, who has a questioning look on his face, to turn around.....and ITS THE PROPHECY COMING TO THE RING! Paul London leads the way and is mocking Low Ki's walk to the ring. The distraction is enough to allow Matthews to go between the legs of his challenger with a low blow as the crowd rains boos down. Matthews then goes to work as The Prophecy make a line facing the locker room. Matthews with boots to the head and Matthews yells at his 4 followers to maintain order. Matthews takes Low Ki and puts him in the corner and tells Dinero to keep him there as he leaves the ring, but Ki fights back with rapid strikes. All of the Prophecy gets on the apron and Ki starts battling all of them and eventually knocks everyone off the apron and turns right into a steel chair shot from the Anti-Christ. God that sounded sickening. Kyle holds the chair up to the fans and the camera shows that this one shot busted Ki open. Kyle tells the ref to count.
Ref: 1!.......2!.......3!.......4!........5!....aaand Ki gets up before the count of six.
The South Beach champ notices the blood on his face and his eyes flash with darkness as Matthews doesn't seem to realize that the ref has stopped counting. Ki goes up to Matthews and turns him around and throws a stiff, closed hand right to his face! Matthews goes down and Ki mounts him, raining fists down. The Prophecy has already seen enough and enters the ring and starts going after Low Ki but there's movement in the crowd.....JOHNNY GARGANO, SAMOA JOE, AND THE ALL NIGHT EXPRESS HAVE COME TO STOP THE PROPHECY! This match completely detiriorates as The Group, The Prophecy, Kyle Matthews and Low Ki go after each other. Low Ki manages to get several counts of 6 and 7 after throwing everything he had at the champion. Kyle would get busted open as well and get Ki down for a few 6s and 7s of his own. The numbers game would prove to be too much for The Group as London would search under the ring for something....HANDCUFFS! THAT CRAZY BASTARD HAS FOUR PAIRS OF HANDCUFFS! London throws a pair to Dinero, Azrieal, Swagger and Maff, and they each handcuff a member of The Group to a ring post! Low Ki is now in a lion's den! Kyle Matthews goes under the ring and gets a table as London starts the beat down on Low Ki. London puts Ki in a tree of woe in the corner and tells Swagger to grab a chair. Ki tries to valiantly get out of the ropes as London scales the turnbuckles that the South Beach Champ is hung up in...what is he doing? London tells Swagger to hold the chair over Low Ki's head as he takes flight......CHAIR ASSISTED WARRIOR'S WRATH! BY GOD HE JUST KILLED THE WORLD WARRIOR! The crowd chants "HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!" as London starts stalking around the ring with a psychotic smile on his face. Matthews has a sick grin of his own as he gets on the middle of the apron and tells Swagger to bring him over. The table has been set up...what's going on? Matthews holds a clearly dazed Low Ki up and shouts "THIS IS YOUR HERO!", blood spattering from a laceration across the bridge of his nose, before hooking Ki up onto his shoulders....
Striker: He can't be thinking about doing this...he can't. He's insane if he even tries.
Howard: Ref you gotta stop this!
Matthews turns around with Ki still hooked and jumps....KI KRUSHER FROM THE APRON, TO THE FLOOR, THROUGH A TABLE! *Crowd: *screaming* HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! Matthews is screaming in agony.
Ref: *counting for both men* ONE!....TWO!....THREE!....FOUR!....FIVE!....SIX!....*Matthews makes his way to his feet as Low Ki still hasn't moved* SEVEN!....EIGHT!....*Low Ki starts stirring* NINE!......TEN!
The ref calls for the bell as Matthews enters the ring and gets lifted up by The Prophecy.
Winner (and STILL NWA WORLDS HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION): THE ANTI-CHRIST KYLE MATTHEWS!
The crowd starts throwing garbage into the ring as Kyle, surrounded by The Prophecy, forcibly tears a mic away from the timekeeper.
Matthews: *points down to Low Ki who is lying in a heap outside the ring as The Group tries to get free from their handcuffs* DO YOU SEE THAT? THAT RIGHT THERE WAS THE NWA'S LAST GREAT HOPE! I HAVE FACED EVERY ONE OF THE NWA'S SO CALLED "BEST" AND DEFEATED THEM ALL. I BEAT CHRIS DICKINSON TWICE FOR THIS BELT, ALBERTO DEL GREEN CARD FOR IT AND NOW YOUR HERO LOW KI LAYS UNCONSCIOUS AT MY FEET. I HAVE BEEN THREATENING TO DO THIS FOR THE BETTER SHARE OF THIS YEAR, BUT NOW IS THE TIME. BY THE POWERS VESTED IN ME BY HOLDING THE NWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP, I DECLARE THE NWA DEAD! NO ONE WILL SAVE THIS WRECKAGE OF AN ORGANIZATION NOW!
D'Angelo Dinero goes to grab a trash can from under the ring and he's holding lighter fluid and a box of matches. Matthews takes the NWA World Heavyweight Championship and throws it in the garbage can with a loud clang. Matthews pours the entire bottle of lighter fluid in the can and screams "SAY GOODBYE TO THE NWA" when a BRIGHT white light shines throughout the US Century Bank Arena!
Voice: You have spilled the blood of the purest one of all. The time is at hand. Anti Christ, it is time that you faced judgement for your sins as the righteous take their place at the throne.
The bright light starts slowly receding towards the center of the ring.....as something lowers from the rafters! The Prophecy turns to make a run for it but are stopped by The Group! THE GROUP GOT FREE? HOW?!? The platform lowers as the fans start cheering and whoever this is is dressed all in white with a hood on. The platform lowers to the center of the ring and Johnny Gargano steps to the figure who nods and flips off the hood.....IT'S CHRISTOPHER DANIELS! THE FALLEN ANGEL HAS RETURNED AND KYLE MATTHEWS LOOKS LIKE HE'S SEEN A GHOST! Daniels fixes Matthews with an icy glare and time seems to stop when Daniels attacks Matthews! The Group joins in and eventually Kyle Matthews and The Prophecy are cleared from the ring as the capacity crowd at the US Century Bank Arena is going absolutely ballistic! Daniels goes over to the trash can, removes the NWA World Heavyweight Title, and goes to the ropes glaring at Matthews who is backpedaling up the ramp. The latest episode of South Beach TV ends with Christopher Daniels holding the World Title in one hand, making the gospel gesture with the other, Low Ki looking up at Daniels in utter bewilderment and the crowd screaming their collective heads off. GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE AND THANKS FOR WATCHING!
We open up with scenes from the last episode of SBTV where Kaz and The Dudleys interrupted the South Beach Title match between Low Ki and Kevin Steen. The pyro goes off inside a sold out US Century Bank Arena and South Beach Owner Howard E. Schilling is standing in the middle of it wearing an Armani suit (where in the hell did he get the money for that?) and holding a microphone.
Howard: *Takes a deep breath* Has it been that long already? *The fans don't know how to react* I mean really? Has it been that damned long already? *still nothing from the crowd* I see you all scratching your heads and it occurs to me that like most people I know, you all have absolutely NO IDEA what in the hell I'm talking about. Luckily for all of us, I'm in a generous mood so that means you all get to have an explanation. Let me run a few dates by you. October 15, 2012. That was the day that I went to NWA President Dustin Smith and asked to be part of this great National Wrestling Alliance and NWA South Beach was created. December 7, 2012. That was the day of Fall Brawl last year, the first Super Show that NWA South Beach participated in. Finally: October 20, 2013. THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is the date of Fall Brawl THIS year; and what a difference a year makes, because Fall Brawl will be taking place RIGHT HERE IN MIAMI FLORIDA! *crowd cheers* The red-headed stepchild of the NWA, the "new kid on the block" if you will, has grown up and I am ready to do my best to make Fall Brawl THE BEST SUPER SHOW THAT THE NWA HAS EVER SEEN *crowd goes nuts and Howard scratches his head*.....and you see that's where the problem lies *crowd goes silent like someone hit an on/off switch*. You see, on South Beach's first ever show, JBL stated that people had to prove themselves to the NWA committee to get a spot on the Fall Brawl card because nobody had "proven" anything. While that may have been true, MAINLY because that was the first South Beach show and nobody had been given the chance to wrestle for the territory yet, the same rules kind of apply this year. You see, South Beach has evolved so far in this last year....farther than I could have ever dreamed that it would.....but now it's time to take this to the next level. *turns towards the locker room* I am the owner and booker for this territory, but I am not the one stepping inside this ring every time and putting on a show for these great people. It is up to every single one of you in the back to prove that not only do you WANT to be on this card, but you DESERVE it. We have two LONG months until Fall Brawl folks, leave it all on the line every time out. I'm always watching.
Howard E. leaves the ring as the crowd is buzzing....until we get a jumble of images that ends with that image from "The Sixth Sense" *a sheet of paper: Out of the depths, I cry to you oh Lord* A voice: Tonight: I have my vengeance.
*commercial*
We come back from the commercial with the FORMER NWA World Tag Team Champions, Future Shock, headed to the ring and Adam Cole has a microphone.
Cole: I'm pretty damned sure that even you bleach blonde airheads here in Miami can figure out why Kyle and I are angry *crowd boos*. Well, since you can't, I'll tell you why: On July 30th in the bum(BLEEP!) country of JAPAN, we lost our World Tag Team Titles to a bunch of guys that claim that they're rockstars, but couldn't even beat the two of us in Rock Band. You see we're not taking our rematch until we beat the one team in South Beach that has been too damned scared to debut. Player Uno, Player Dos! GET YOUR GAMING ASSES OUT HERE AND SEE IF YOU'RE MAN ENOUGH TO GO TOE TO TOE WITH THE CHAMPS!
The Super Smash Brothers come to the ring and we have our first match of the evening!
Match Number 1: The Super Smash Brothers vs. Future Shock
Kyle O'Reilly started off this match against Player Uno, who has been plying his craft on the independent scene along with Player Dos. Uno, being a big guy is surprisingly light on his feet and managed to take Kyle to school. Kyle crawls to his corner, looking to tag in his partner, but Cole drops down off the apron! Uno walks over to the corner and looks at Cole, a frown on his visage. Cole just stares stonefaced, and Uno shrugs. Uno takes Kyle over to his corner and sets for a Gory Bomb! Dos blind tags in and goes to the top! FATALITY! Dos covers! ONE.....TWO......THREE! ON THEIR FIRST NIGHT IN SOUTH BEACH, THE SUPER SMASH BROTHERS HAVE DEFEATED THE FORMER WORLD TAG CHAMPS!
Winners: The Super Smash Brothers
The SSB celebrate all the way to the back as Adam Cole gets in the ring and the crowd boos. Kyle crawls to Adam who looks down with utter disdain on his face. Cole extends his hand to Kyle who grabs it and picks him up and the crowd is bewildered. Cole and Kyle shake hands but Cole kicks Kyle in the gut and hooks him......COLEATERAL! BY GOD ADAM COLE COULD'VE BROKEN KYLE'S NECK WITH THAT BRAINBUSTER! Cole smiles as the boos rain down from all around the arena. Cole picks Kyle up again and O'Reilly can barely stand. Cole goes behind Kyle and grabs his head....CORONA CRASH! Cole finally leaves the ring as paramedics come in and tend to O'Reilly and the broadcast team wonders if O'Reilly will ever wrestle again.
A vignette promoting the next Independant Union Show plays before we head to the back where Jimmy Jacobs and Kevin Steen are fighting! Steen screams that he is tired of being overlooked and that he wants a shot at that TV title TONIGHT!
Match Number 2: PAC vs. Chuck Taylor
This is a rematch of sorts from Tribute to the Troops as both men put in excellent showings but came up short in the King of the Ring Qualifier. Taylor enters the ring with TJ Perkins by his side while PAC comes out with Amazing Red. Both men shake hands and the bell rings. These men went back and forth for a good 20 minutes with both men trading the advantage. Eventually PAC would miss with an Imploding 450 from the second rope allowing Chuck Taylor to hit the Awful Waffle for the 3 count and the hard fought victory.
Winner: Chuck Taylor
As Taylor celebrates Adam Cole, dressed in a button down shirt and dress pants comes out and attacks him! Cole picks Chuck up and takes him over to a corner...PANAMA SUNRISE! Adam Cole is out of his blooming mind! Some one's gotta get in here to stop this man! Cole goes outside and grabs a mic.
Cole: You see this right here? *points to Taylor and PAC who are laying in the ring. These are your heroes. These are the people that wanted to be in California tonight to compete for King of the Ring. Whoever wins King of the Ring....what does that make them? King of the midcard? I am not a king of anything! What I am is the fastest rising star in professional wrestling today, and now that I got rid of some dead weight in the form of a tag team partner who was the main reason for us losing the titles in the first place *crowd boos as Cole reaches inside his pants pocket and holds up a big brass key*, I have the key to the top of South Beach. Now I know that some of you are too stupid to understand this, so I'm going to explain everything nice and easy like for you. Keys open doors, and in order to open the doors to bigger and better things, you need to earn the right to unlock them. Therefore I am laying down a challenge for the first anniversary show. I want five more schmucks that think they can hang with the Panama City Playboy and we will meet up inside an ELIMINATION CHAMBER. This is the key to unlocking my potential. See if you can keep up.
"Faithless" plays and we get a vignette for the main event when Low Ki takes on The Anti-Christ Kyle Matthews.
*Commercial*
We can't even get Jimmy Jacobs down to the ring for our next match before Kevin Steen attacks him! Steen runs Jimmy into the guard rail and then sends him into the steps! The camera pans in to Jacobs' face....and he's LAUGHING! THAT SICK BASTARD HAS A SMILE ON HIS FACE! Steen goes over and rolls the TV champ into the ring and the bell sounds.
Match Number 3: South Beach TV Champion Jimmy Jacobs vs. Kevin Steen (South Beach Television Title is on the line)
Steen tries to press his advantage but the twisted mind of Jimmy Jacobs allowed him to cleverly escape the rush and start in on a surprised Steen. Steen would come back and they would trade blows back and forth before tumbling outside the ring and battling with neither man REALLY gaining an advantage. The referee counts both men out and it looks like this one is over!
Result: Double countout
Jacobs immediately runs the other direction towards the belt by the time keeper but the belt is missing! Jacobs looks everywhere and ends up getting turned around by Howard E. at the announce table! Howard has the belt and a mic.
Howard: I am really getting sick and tired of TOXIC bailing from fights when they don't have the numbers advantage. So after commercial this match is going to be RE-STARTED! *looks to ref* Ref; the only way that you're calling for the bell is if someone is pinned, tapping to a submission, or cannot get back to their feet by the count of ten. *looks to the camera* If anyone from Fox 7 has a problem with this, I'm not sorry. You want greatness on your network? You're going to have to make a few sacrifices on your content. *looks to the curtain* If ANYBODY in the back; whether you belong to the Unholy Alliance, TOXIC, the Straight Edge Nation, or any other group/alliance/tag team in the NWA lays any part of your body on either Mr. Steen or Mr. Jacobs you will NOT be allowed to participate at Fall Brawl. I only want the best performing at this show, and son of a bitch I'm going to get it even if it destroys me. *Jacobs looks irate, Steen just stands there smirking.* Jimmy, I was told by the great Joe Rother that you were one of the best wrestlers in the NWA; and that if I let you go you would do things that would make everyone, including myself, stand in awe. *holds belt in front of Jacobs who is nodding ferociously* PROVE IT!
*commercial*
We come back from break and both men are bloodied and going at it in the middle of a weapon cluttered ring. Matt and Howard show the audience at home what happened during the break as Jacobs busted Steen open with a tornado ddt through a table while Steen busted Jacobs open with a sick shot with a barbed wire wrapped baseball bat to the skull. Jimmy Jacobs will not die and it seems like he's a masochist as he greets every shot with a weapon from steen with a bloody smile and a stiff shot back with a punch, a forearm or a kick to whatever he can reach. Somehow Jacobs finds the strength to drive a steel chair into the gut of Steen and hit a Contra Code! Jacobs decides it's not enough and goes to his boot for the railroad spike! Jacobs twirls the spike in his hand as he walks around the ring and the crowd boos. Jacobs looks at the spike and says "hello old friend"...before TAKING THE SPIKE TO HIS OWN SKULL REPEATEDLY! BLOOD IS POURING DOWN HIS FACE AND THE SICK SON OF A GUN IS SMILING! Jacobs goes over to Steen and looks to drag the spike across his skull but "This Fire Burns" starts playing and CM Punk walks out! Schilling on commentary reminds everyone what will happen if Punk physically interferes in this contest but Punk seems conten to just stand and watch the match unfold. Jacobs unmounts Steen, goes to the ropes and screams at Punk "WHY? WHY?" Punk smirks, but not for long as Jon Moxley attacks from behind! These two men were at each others throats on Tuesday in Tampa and it looks like their bloodlust isn't finished. Jacobs turns around looking to finish Steen off but Steen is standing! Blood is dried and caked across Mr. Wrestling's forehead and he lets out a mighty bellow of rage and opens up with rights and lefts. Jacobs keeps fighting back and the crowd is in a frenzy. Jacobs manages to stun Steen again and signals for another Contra Code! He has Steen hooked and runs up the ropes..but Kevin manages to throw Jacobs off and out of the ring through the announce table! BY GOD STEEN KILLED JACOBS! STEEN KILLED JACOBS! The crowd chants "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!" Steen stumbles out of the ring and picks up Jacobs as Punk hot shots Moxley on the barricade. Steen brings Jacobs right into the ring and picks him up into a fireman's carry....F-CINQ! STEEN HITS THE F-CINQ! COVER! ONE......TWO.....THREE! STEEN WINS IT!
Winner and NEW South Beach Television Champion: Kevin Steen
KEVIN STEEN HAS DONE IT! CM Punk and Jon Moxley are in each others faces jawing but get run over by Devon and Bully Ray who immediately attack Steen! Ray sends Steen into the ropes....3D! Ray gets down and screams at Steen "You just HAAAAAAAAAAD to go and get gold to make yourself a bigger target fatass? THIS BELT IS NOW MINE!"
Ray throws the belt on top of Steen as the Dudleys leave to a chorus of boos.
We go to a replay of how Low Ki answered Kyle Matthews' challenge. Our main event....is NEXT!
*commercial*
Main Event: NWA World Heavyweight Champion "The Anti-Christ" Kyle Matthews (c) vs. NWA South Beach Champion "The One World Warrior" Low Ki (Last Man Standing Match for the NWA Worlds Heavyweight Championship)
"Fighter's Passion" plays and the South Beach Champion comes out and the crowd is thunderous with "LOW KI! LOW KI" chants. Kyle Matthews comes out serenaded by boos and flanked by his Prophecy as the commentators mention that without any sort of help, Low Ki might end up being just another sacrifice to this dominating faction. Howard Schilling steps in the ring to make formal introductions.
Howard: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next contest is your main event of the evening! It is a Last Man Standing Match and it is for the NWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP! Standing in the corner to my left is the challenger. He stands 5 feet 8 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 176 pounds. He comes to us from Brooklyn, New York and is YOUR NWA SOUTH BEACH Champion. He is The World Warrior.......LOW KI!
*Crowd goes nuts for their champ as he acknowledges the crowd and retreats back to the corner and looks at the canvas.*
Howard: Now standing in the corner to my right. He stands 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighs in tonight at 197 pounds. He comes to us from Marietta, Georgia and is the leader of The Prophecy. He is your NWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, THE ANTI-CHRIST: KYYYYYYYYYYYLE MATTHEWS!
Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
*The referee holds the belt up in the air to show the crowd and then to both men. Low Ki takes a LONG look at the title before nodding to the instructions that the ref gives out*
The bell rings and here we go! Low Ki and Matthews circle each other slowly, the NWA champ licking his chops and leering at the challenger. Eventually Ki moves in to lock up but Matthews stops him with a stiff slap to the face that echoes around the arena. Low Ki looks momentarily stunned but returns fire with a slap of his own! Matthews looks irate and comes back with another slap to the face! Ki answers right back! These two men are going toe to toe in the center of the ring and blistering each other with slaps! The crowd starts a "boo-yay" exchange as neither man backs down. The camera is right in the middle of the ring and both men's faces are bruised from the ferocity of these slaps. Striker mentions that this is something that is commonly done in Japan, almost as a test of whose will will break first. Matthews eventually hesitates and then smiles! What is he smiling about? He tells Ki, who has a questioning look on his face, to turn around.....and ITS THE PROPHECY COMING TO THE RING! Paul London leads the way and is mocking Low Ki's walk to the ring. The distraction is enough to allow Matthews to go between the legs of his challenger with a low blow as the crowd rains boos down. Matthews then goes to work as The Prophecy make a line facing the locker room. Matthews with boots to the head and Matthews yells at his 4 followers to maintain order. Matthews takes Low Ki and puts him in the corner and tells Dinero to keep him there as he leaves the ring, but Ki fights back with rapid strikes. All of the Prophecy gets on the apron and Ki starts battling all of them and eventually knocks everyone off the apron and turns right into a steel chair shot from the Anti-Christ. God that sounded sickening. Kyle holds the chair up to the fans and the camera shows that this one shot busted Ki open. Kyle tells the ref to count.
Ref: 1!.......2!.......3!.......4!........5!....aaand Ki gets up before the count of six.
The South Beach champ notices the blood on his face and his eyes flash with darkness as Matthews doesn't seem to realize that the ref has stopped counting. Ki goes up to Matthews and turns him around and throws a stiff, closed hand right to his face! Matthews goes down and Ki mounts him, raining fists down. The Prophecy has already seen enough and enters the ring and starts going after Low Ki but there's movement in the crowd.....JOHNNY GARGANO, SAMOA JOE, AND THE ALL NIGHT EXPRESS HAVE COME TO STOP THE PROPHECY! This match completely detiriorates as The Group, The Prophecy, Kyle Matthews and Low Ki go after each other. Low Ki manages to get several counts of 6 and 7 after throwing everything he had at the champion. Kyle would get busted open as well and get Ki down for a few 6s and 7s of his own. The numbers game would prove to be too much for The Group as London would search under the ring for something....HANDCUFFS! THAT CRAZY BASTARD HAS FOUR PAIRS OF HANDCUFFS! London throws a pair to Dinero, Azrieal, Swagger and Maff, and they each handcuff a member of The Group to a ring post! Low Ki is now in a lion's den! Kyle Matthews goes under the ring and gets a table as London starts the beat down on Low Ki. London puts Ki in a tree of woe in the corner and tells Swagger to grab a chair. Ki tries to valiantly get out of the ropes as London scales the turnbuckles that the South Beach Champ is hung up in...what is he doing? London tells Swagger to hold the chair over Low Ki's head as he takes flight......CHAIR ASSISTED WARRIOR'S WRATH! BY GOD HE JUST KILLED THE WORLD WARRIOR! The crowd chants "HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!" as London starts stalking around the ring with a psychotic smile on his face. Matthews has a sick grin of his own as he gets on the middle of the apron and tells Swagger to bring him over. The table has been set up...what's going on? Matthews holds a clearly dazed Low Ki up and shouts "THIS IS YOUR HERO!", blood spattering from a laceration across the bridge of his nose, before hooking Ki up onto his shoulders....
Striker: He can't be thinking about doing this...he can't. He's insane if he even tries.
Howard: Ref you gotta stop this!
Matthews turns around with Ki still hooked and jumps....KI KRUSHER FROM THE APRON, TO THE FLOOR, THROUGH A TABLE! *Crowd: *screaming* HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! Matthews is screaming in agony.
Ref: *counting for both men* ONE!....TWO!....THREE!....FOUR!....FIVE!....SIX!....*Matthews makes his way to his feet as Low Ki still hasn't moved* SEVEN!....EIGHT!....*Low Ki starts stirring* NINE!......TEN!
The ref calls for the bell as Matthews enters the ring and gets lifted up by The Prophecy.
Winner (and STILL NWA WORLDS HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION): THE ANTI-CHRIST KYLE MATTHEWS!
The crowd starts throwing garbage into the ring as Kyle, surrounded by The Prophecy, forcibly tears a mic away from the timekeeper.
Matthews: *points down to Low Ki who is lying in a heap outside the ring as The Group tries to get free from their handcuffs* DO YOU SEE THAT? THAT RIGHT THERE WAS THE NWA'S LAST GREAT HOPE! I HAVE FACED EVERY ONE OF THE NWA'S SO CALLED "BEST" AND DEFEATED THEM ALL. I BEAT CHRIS DICKINSON TWICE FOR THIS BELT, ALBERTO DEL GREEN CARD FOR IT AND NOW YOUR HERO LOW KI LAYS UNCONSCIOUS AT MY FEET. I HAVE BEEN THREATENING TO DO THIS FOR THE BETTER SHARE OF THIS YEAR, BUT NOW IS THE TIME. BY THE POWERS VESTED IN ME BY HOLDING THE NWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP, I DECLARE THE NWA DEAD! NO ONE WILL SAVE THIS WRECKAGE OF AN ORGANIZATION NOW!
D'Angelo Dinero goes to grab a trash can from under the ring and he's holding lighter fluid and a box of matches. Matthews takes the NWA World Heavyweight Championship and throws it in the garbage can with a loud clang. Matthews pours the entire bottle of lighter fluid in the can and screams "SAY GOODBYE TO THE NWA" when a BRIGHT white light shines throughout the US Century Bank Arena!
Voice: You have spilled the blood of the purest one of all. The time is at hand. Anti Christ, it is time that you faced judgement for your sins as the righteous take their place at the throne.
The bright light starts slowly receding towards the center of the ring.....as something lowers from the rafters! The Prophecy turns to make a run for it but are stopped by The Group! THE GROUP GOT FREE? HOW?!? The platform lowers as the fans start cheering and whoever this is is dressed all in white with a hood on. The platform lowers to the center of the ring and Johnny Gargano steps to the figure who nods and flips off the hood.....IT'S CHRISTOPHER DANIELS! THE FALLEN ANGEL HAS RETURNED AND KYLE MATTHEWS LOOKS LIKE HE'S SEEN A GHOST! Daniels fixes Matthews with an icy glare and time seems to stop when Daniels attacks Matthews! The Group joins in and eventually Kyle Matthews and The Prophecy are cleared from the ring as the capacity crowd at the US Century Bank Arena is going absolutely ballistic! Daniels goes over to the trash can, removes the NWA World Heavyweight Title, and goes to the ropes glaring at Matthews who is backpedaling up the ramp. The latest episode of South Beach TV ends with Christopher Daniels holding the World Title in one hand, making the gospel gesture with the other, Low Ki looking up at Daniels in utter bewilderment and the crowd screaming their collective heads off. GOOD NIGHT EVERYONE AND THANKS FOR WATCHING!
