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WCW Monday Night Nitro; Season 1, Episode 2 (Hour 1.5 Posted, Hour 2 later this week)
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Nitro’s broadast begins outside, in the warm summer’s night in Georgia. Brisk winds eerily whistle through the otherwise silent darkness. The night is dark, almost black. However, speckles of red begin to float through the dusk. Crackling sounds grow louder as our camera begins moving closer to the mysterious red specks that float across the wind’s blow. The red specks become more frequent and the sounds of crackling pops get louder. A few moments later, a roar of fire can be seen dancing within a steel drum barrel. Before it, Braun Strowman stands hypnotically looking at the fire. Beside him is a nonchalant Dolph Ziggler. Ziggler looks down at the ground and takes in a deep breathe. He looks at the camera with zero expression on his face and lifts up a “Hulkamania” shirt from the ground.

Dolph stretches the shirt out before him and proceeds to spit on it. He crumbles the shirt and lobs it disinterestedly into the barrel’s fire. The fire ROARS as it eats the physical representation of Hulkamania into ash. While the fire burns dangerously brigher, neither Dolph nor Braun move an inch. Dolph leans back in his steel chair and Braun stands perfectly still - both watching the flames burn brightly.


The Nitro signature ends with a “Rest in Peace” tribute to WCW’s own Big Van Vader. The camera open up to the near 13,000 crowd attendance in the Infinite Energy Arena in Duluth, Georgia. The crowd roars with chants of “THANK YOU, VADER” as we are taken to the ringside area where Kevin Kelly and Vampiro sit.

The duo run down tonight’s exciting event.

Kevin Kelly: Tonight, is all about first impressions, as we are seeing a great deal of BIG debuts here tonight.

Kevin Kelly: Tonight, we will witness the debut of Tyler Breeze, as he takes on Ultimo Dragon.

Vampiro: Bro, Ultimo Dragon has GOT to be heated after what that scumbag Mundo did last week. You don’t forget when someone illegally rips your mask off on national TV. I know Breeze is no chump, but he’s entering a battle with a pissed off Dragon.

Kevin Kelly: Also, tonight, we’ll play witness to the debuts of the Latin American Xchange, LAX - as Eddie Kingston and Homicide, led by Konnan, take on a mystery team here tonight.

Vampiro: I’m glad you mentioned Konnan. It’s no secret, Konnan is no friend of mine - but I’ll tell you, last week, when he said a revolution is coming - I believe. His memories of this place aren’t exactly good - and I got no doubt that he’s infected his boys minds to think just like he does.

Kevin Kelly: We’re also in line to see the debut of Tino Sabbatelli here tonight!

Vampiro: And don’t forget he’s got Scott Steiner in his corner. Bro, Steiner is intense and he’s found himself a guy whose just as intense. That’s a dangerous combo. We’re talkin’ two REAL men. I once heard that Steiner ripped the head off of a guy with his bare hands…then yelled at him for not finishing his set on the bench…

Kevin Kelly: I strangely don’t doubt that for a second.

Kevin Kelly: We’re also going to see another first time ever contest, pitting WCW Legend Jushin “Thunder” Lyger against Johnny Mundo.

Vampiro: Kev, I gotta be honest with you - I hate that mother—

Kevin: Vamp!

Vampiro: Look, Johnny Mundo is a dirtbag. Not only for what he did to Ultimo Dragon, but for what he and his girl Taya are doing to Rey Mysterio.

Kevin: Uh, we’ve been instructed to not speak on that matter until it’s resolved - but, folks, please follow WCW.com to better understand the situation between the Mundo family and Rey Mysterio. It will explain why Rey Mysterio is not scheduled to appear here tonight.

Vampiro: It’s a bunch of bull—

Kevin: Moving on! Our WCW President Ric Flair is scheduled to make an address to the WCW crowd here tonight, no hints as to what it may be - but I’m thinking it may has to have something to do with the brutal attack on Hulk Hogan by Braun Strowman last week. A completely uncalled for travesty.

Vampiro: It’s been real quiet in the WCW President’s office about that. I’m not really sure why there’s been no address about it, but I’m interested to know what’s going to happen next. I mean, our boy Hogan got messed up.

Kevin: Understatement of the century - Hulk Hogan is scheduled for surgery later this month and is not expected to return for quite some time. Braun Strowman has effectively killed Hulkamania.

Kevin: But, to end on a good note - a big return is scheduled tonight..the return of “THE MAN” BILL GOLDBERG! (A graphic appears on the Turner-Tron and the crowd ROAR In approval).

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JUVENTUD GUERRERA vs KOTA IBUSHI


The attention turns to the stage as a familiar theme plays. The multi-time cruiserweight champion Juventud Guerrera explodes through the curtain and rocks his head emphatically back and forth to a sizeable pop from the WCW loyal crowd who start to chant “JUICE, JUICE, JUICE”. Juvi, who came out with a new mask for the entrance, rips it off and throws it to the crowd as he slides into the ring. Vampiro explains that Juvi lost a mask match in WCW that was recognized by the Lucha Libre council - but it’s a celebration of his past in WCW to wear it for his entrance.

And his opponent… KOTA IBUSHI. Fan EXPLODE at the announcement, as Ibushi appears on the stage! Kevin Kelly comments how Ibushi has only been in major American companies a handful of times, but his reputation has preceeded him across the globe. Vampiro comments, “Everyone watching is in for a treat - this dude can FLY AND kick your ass at the same time. He’s like a bird…with grenades coming out of his ass, or something.” Kevin responded, “The ever eloquent, Vampiro, ladies and gentlemen.” Vampiro quipped, “Don’t call me an eloquent, bro…”

MATCH HIGHLIGHTS
- The bout began with the two cruiserweights locking horns and entering into a battle of speedy holds. Both men managed to roll out of attempted wrist locks, went to the ground, avoided grounded headlocks, traded armbars, and so forth. It resulted in both men trading arm drag, then japanese arm drags before the duo kipped up simultaneously.
- The speed of both men excited the crowd, and garnered both a wave of cheers. When the duo hit the ropes, Juvi leap frogged over Kota and hit a Monkey Toss. But Ibushi landed on his feet and looked for a high roundhouse kick. Juvi ducked and swept the leg and looked for a quick senton, but Ibushi put up the knees (causing Juvi to crash back first to knees). When Juvi sat up, Kota looked for a field goal kick, but Juvi dropped to his back - only to eat a standing moonsault for a 1 count. Juvi’s frustratation grew as he rolled out of the ring.
- Once back in, the duo traded some more offense. This time, Kota looked for a Monkey Toss, only for Juvi to stop short and RAKE the eyes with his foot (ala Eddie Guerrero). From there, Juvi landed a low dropkick to the face of Kota, quickly followed up with a quick snap running leg drop (ala X-Pac) for a 1 count. Juvi proceeded to crotch chop Kota emphatically, showing that the tides had changed from a respectful encounter to a heated one.

Vampiro: Juvi ain’t here to make friends, he’s here to make money. And you don’t make money by playing nicey nice with the boys.

- Kota would soon return the favor when Juvi went for an irish whip to the corner, but Kota back flipped off the top rope and over Juvi, connecting with a running shoot kick that floored Juvi. Kota looked poised for another standing moonsault - but landed on Juvi’s side and “foot slapped” Juvi’s face, following it up with a middle finger and a shout for Juvi to “COME ON!”


Vampiro: WOAH!
Kevin: Kota Ibushi isn’t afraid to turn things sour in this match - and I don’t think Juvi expected this.

- Juvi’s rage would get the better of him and leave him victim to a nasty dropkick, followed by a very early Golden Triangle by Kota.
- Kota, however, would fall victim to Juvi’s veteran heel tactis. As Kota took a strong lead in the beginning. Kota attempted a springboard move, but Juvi PUSHED the official into the ropes and Kota landed HORRIBLY aross the ropes. This led to Juvi nailing a Guillotine Leg Drop onto the back of Kota’s head as he drapped over the top rope.
- Juvi started to get one over on Kota by consistently slowing the pace with cheap tactics (including blocking a high kick from Kota, only to thumb the eye and wrap him in an inside cradle for a 2 count). Juvi took a commanding lead, though, when Kota sent Juvi to the apron, but Juvi suckered him into a neckbreaker ACROSS THE TOP ROPE. This was followed up by Juvi hitting a Springboard Frog Splash across the back of Kota’s head for a DANGEROUSLY close near fall.
- Juvi managed to keep Kota on the defense - even so far as nailin AIR JUVI after sending Kota outside.
- However, Juvi’s arrogance was his downfall. Throughout the match, Juvi would taunt Kota and the crowd - at one point, toying with the official by entering and re-exiting the ring during count outs. The arrogance allowed Kota time to recuperate and reverse an attempted irish whip to the guard rail - following it up with a running sole kick that sent Juvi TUMBLING into the crowd. This allowed Kota run, jump ONTO the guard rail and NAIL a Moonsault Press onto Juvi into the sea of chairs left vacant by the running crowd.
- Kota chopped and kicked the ever loving hell out of Juvi in the crowd before dumping him back into the ring.
- Juvi would crotch Kota in the midst of a top rope maneuver and seemingly look for a superplex to the outside, but Kota fought back and somehow nailed an OVER THE TOP ROPE DEADLIFT GERMAN SUPLEX (to a “HOLY SHIT” chant from the crowd)

The ending came as Kota was in the commanding lead and looked for the Phoenix Splash. Juvi rolled out of the way and Kota landed on his feet and rolled forward. Kota charged Juvi, but Juvi sent him over him. Kota landed on the 2nd turnbuckle and looked for a quebrada - but Juvi CAUGHT Kota and….

Fans: OOOOOOOOHHHH!!!
Vampiro: HOLY S**T!
Kevin: MY GOD! Juvi catches Kota in a split second with the JUVI DRIVER!

Juventud landed Kota horribly and sloppily on his head with a Snap Juvi Driver. He hooks both legs.

1…..2…..

2.99999999!!!!

The crowd ROARS in cheers as Juvi looks exhaustedly at the ceiling. Juvi angrily drags Kota to position and scales the top rope. However, Kota returns the favor and pushes the official into the ropes - crotching Juvi!

Kevin: Turnabout is fair play!

Kota pries himself up and scales the top rope, but Juvi fights back. Juvi looks poised for a Top Rope Juvi Driver, but Kota reverses into a TOP ROPE VICTORY ROLL!

1….

2….


2.9999999!!! Juvi kicks out just in time!

The crowd roars with “THIS IS AWESOME” chants as the cruiserweights stumbled into opposite corners of the ring. Juvi crotch chops Kota and musters enough to charge, but Kota dodges the attempted stinger splash and hits the ropes. Juvi tries for a lariat, but Kota dodges, goes behind and…

WHAM!!! Fans: OOOOOOOHHH!!

SNAP HALF NELSON SUPLEX WHIP!

Juvi folds onto his knees in a daze, as Kota fires off the ropes and hits a MUSHROOM STOMP to Juvi. Kota stands angrily for a moment, as the crowd rises to their feet in cheers. Kota lets out a war cry and pries Juvi to his feet, lifts him up….

LAST-RIDE SIT-OUT POWERBOMB - THE GOLDEN STAR BOMB!

But he’s not done. Kota scales the top rope….Juvi is unmoving…

PHOENIX-F’N-SPLASH!!!!!

1….2….3!!!!!!

The bell rings and Kota exhausted falls to his back as the crowd ROARS in applause.

Kevin: Un-be-lievable!
Vampiro: Dude, how the hell are we gonna top that? THIS was the first match of the night!
Kevin: First impressions are everything, and both of these men have given us one hell of a first impression.

WINNER: Kota Ibushi via pin-fall (13:42) with the Phoenix Splash.

Following the bout, Kota and Juvi are given a standing ovation for a fantastic opening bout. Mean Gene Okerlund meets Kota at the top of the stage to congratulate Kota on an impressive win and asks what Kota has in store for his future in WCW:R. However, just as Kota is about to answer, Chavo Guerrero interrupts unannouned.

Chavo: Um, excuse me, what are you doing?
Gene: Trying to do my job and interview this fine new star.
Chavo: No, you’re wasting everyone’s time. Who wants to hear from this rookie? People don’t care about him - they care about LEGENDS like me. I mean, seriously, does this idiot even speak English? Does he even understand you?

Kota calmly, amidst heavy and exhausted deep breathes, pulls the microphone to himself and responds.

Kota: (In slow, broken English) I do not need know perfect English to know you are not legend. You are ass****.

Vampiro: WOAH!

Kota smirks and walks backstage, as the crowd ROARS in cheers and starts an “AAAASSHOOOLE” chant circa 1999 (much to the delight of both Kevin Kelly and Vampiro).

Kevin: I feel like I’m back in the 90s, Vamp.
Vampiro: Bro, get me a burned CD and some Kool-Aid…and maybe some white face paint too, because I’m feeling nostalgic right now.

Chavo (holding his ears angrily) protests that the crowd need to learn JUST as much respect as Ric Flair does. He complains that Flair has a “grand announcement” and it better be about him. Chavo complains he is not booked on the card and states he should be in the MAIN EVENT as the biggest star that has returned to WCW

Mean Gene: Excuse me, Chavo, but didn’t you lose your match last week?
Chavo: (pauses) I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.
Mean Gene: Well, I’m sure we can get some footage. Boys, do you mind?
Chavo: Woah woah woah, we don’t need to do that…

Gene proeeds to replay Chavo’s debut against Aleister Black, showing the ending moments of the bout where Chavo eats a BLACK MASS to secure Black’s debut victory. When we return, Chavo has his arms folded over his chest and looks unapprovingly away from Gene.

Chavo: Psht…fake news.

Chavo walks off in a huff and heads backstage, leaving Mean Gene speechless.

MEANWHILE...

Cameras go backstage to show the office door of Ric Flair, as Kevin Kelly and Vampiro state that the WCW President will be addressing the crowd tonight. The two speculate what it could be about, but seem to agree it will have something to do with last week’s brutal attack on Hulk Hogan. However, as cameras look to cut to commercial break, we see Scott Steiner rudely interrupt the camera and grab it violently

Steiner: THE HELL ARE YOU DOIN’?! WHY ARE YOU FILMING A DOOR WHEN YOU CAN BE FILMING A MAN!

Steiner roughly pushes the camera over to see Tino Sabbatelli doing Front Squats in a secluded area of the backstage. Steiner pulls the cameraman over.

Steiner: YOU SEE THIS?! THIS IS WHAT LATS LOOK LIKE! THIS IS WHAT GLUTES LOOK LIKE! THIS…(puts the camera on himself and kisses his bicep) AND THIS IS WHAT GETS THE WOMEN TO FLOCK…AND YOUR MOM TO JUMP ON OUR JOCK! THIS…IS THE

Steiner: THIS…IS A REAL MAN. AND TONIGHT, REAL MEN ARE RUNNIN’ THIS BITCH!

Suddenly, a portly stage hand, eating a bag of chips, walks in the background. Tino stops his squats and throws the weights down, “Mack, you mind?”

The stagehand looks confusedly, as Steiner stomps over, “HEY, FAT ASS!! YOU’RE RUININ’ THE SHOT! WHAT? YOU GOT LARD IN YOUR FAT ASS EARS?! THAT TACO CRUNCHIN’ TOO LOUD? HEY! IMTALKINGTOYOUYOUSUNUVABITCH!” Steiner trailed off into an incoherent assault on the English Language as he chased the portly man through the EXIT doors.

Tino: You believe that guy?

Steiner: I did that sum-bitch a favor . Most cardio he ever had in his life.

COMMERCIAL BREAK

REWIND: A video package shows off the debut of WAR MACHINE. War Machine dismantled Disco Inferno and Alex Wright last week in devastating fashion and, needless to say, left victorious.

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ALEX WRIGHT vs COLT CABANA


When we return, the familiar German techno-pop music hits bringing forth “Das Wunderkid” Alex Wright, alongside his fellow “Dancing Fool” Disco Inferno.

Vampiro: (Groan) Are they still alive?
Kevin: Apparently so, Vamp. Alex Wright is in singles action here tonight!
Vampiro: (Presumably speaking to someone at ringside) Seriously, Ricky, can you hide like EVERY microphone? No, I’m serious, bro. Do me a solid.

Despite, Vamp’s attempt, Disco was handed a microphone by Michael Buffer.

Vampiro: I have never in my life have I wanted to punch someone so hard.
Kevin: You want to punch Disco?
Vampiro: Well, yeah, but I meant Michael Buffer. I thought he was a smart guy until the very moment he gave that putz a mic.

DIsco: Hello, Los Angeles!

Fans: BOOOOOOOO!!!

Kevin: We’re in Georgia…
Vamp: (Sighs) I didn’t go to school…but, I don’t need to be a proctologist to know an asshole when I see one.

Disco: Last week, a travesty occurred in this ring - but have no fear, because just like Disco in the 80s, we live forever, baby! (more groans and jeers, and a chant of “PLEASE SHUT UP!” starts, enciting Vampiro to chant along). I know you’re all excited to see the Dancing Fools hit the dance floor, so without further adieu, hit OUR mus—-

BOOM BOOM! COLT CABANA!

Vampiro: Bro, thank god. Remind me to kick Buffer in the groin for letting them talk into a mic.
Kevin: I don’t think he knew what he was doing.
Vampiro: How could he NOT? Dude, it’s like handing dynamite to a kid with a lighter - bad stuff’s gonna happen. People will get hurt.

Colt Cabana, making his debut for WCW:R, happily danced his way to ring. Once there, Cabana took a microphone.

Colt Cabana: I can’t believe it! (he says with genuine excitement) I’m hardcore fan-boying right now, but I am in the ring with two of my IDOLS!

Vampiro: Did we pick this guy up from a padded room or a small school bus?

Kevin: This is Colt Cabana! International indy superstar!

Vampiro: You didn’t answer my question….

Cabana: Alex Wright (extends hand, but gets no handshake) and Disco Inferno (extends hand…again…no handshake). Gentlemen, I don’t know if you heard, but it was *I* who specifically requested this meeting NOT because I wanted to fight…but because I wanted…TO DANCE!

Vampiro: …what world am I even in right now?

Cabana and Wright started things by exchanging in a dance off to Alex Wright’s theme music. The crowd watched awkwardly in stunned silence, until Cabana DROPKICKED Wright from behind (knocking him into Disco, who was on the ring apron) and rolling Alex up in an O’Connor roll for a two count.

Cabana ducked Wright’s attempted Lariat, and hit Wright with a series of Jabs, each while yelling “BOOM, BOOM, BOOM” - then letting out, “LET ME HEAR YA SAY WAY-OH!” (And the crowd ACTUALLY responded, “WAY-OH!” signaling Cabana to NAIL Wright with a spinning right hand (ala Scott Hall) that knocked Das Wunderkid out of the ring.

Cabana looked poised for what looked like a suicide dive to Alex Wright, but Wright ducked and covered…only for Cabana to lean over the 2nd rope and *SLAP* Wright on the back of the head.

MATCH HIGHLIGHTS
- Cabana continued the comedic ‘bait and switch’ to Das Wunderkid, that placed Wright in a number of embarassing situations. So much so that Vampiro commented, “At first, I REALLY didn’t like this kid - but now, he’s only slightly irritating.”
- Cabana managed to slow the pace and engaged Alex into a chain wrestling stand-off. The two men traded a number of quick holds and reversals, until Cabana whipped Wright to the ropes. Cabana leap-frogged, then low bridged, then leap-frogged, then low bridged. This continued for a bit, until both men ran out of steam, met exhaustedly in the center of the ring, where Alex looked ready to punch Cabana in the face - but Cabana yelled “WAIT!” Alex did, Cabana pointed up - Alex, idiotically, looked up…STOMP TO THE BIG TOE BY CABANA!
- Cabana worked an early game wherein he suckered Wright into a series of arm bars and wrist locks. However, Alex eventually grew tired, cartwheeled out, slapped the hands and dropkicked Cabana DEAD in the face.
- Wright took an advantage with a series of European Uppercuts in the corner, but as he hit the opposite corner for an attack, Cabana charged forward with the FLYING BUTT BUMP in the corner, followed up by a running Bionic Elbow for a 2 count.
- The two men would engage a European Uppercut battle - back and forth. However, Alex would reverse an attempted EU with a backslide, but Cabana reversed into an Inside Cradle, which Alex then reversed into his own Inside Cradle, which Cabana kicked out of and locked in a Magistral Cradle cradle, which Alex kicked out of and locked a sunset flip, to which Cabana reversed into a Prawn Hold - but the ref was far too winded to count, which allowed Alex to kick out and LEVEL Cabana with a enzugiri.
- Alex Wright looked posed for a Superplex, but Cabana fought free, who looked ready for Sunset Flip Bomb, but Alex MOONSAULTED TO HIS FEET (fans popped big for this). Alex then did the UBER GERMAN DANCE! Rather than get mad, Cabana marked out and started doing the UBER GERMAN DANCE!. Alex got frustrated at Cabana’s rendition (and the fact that Cabana got a bigger pop) and charged Cabana. Cabana low dropkicked Wright in the knee, forcing Wright’s mouth to meet the 2nd buckle. And just as Wright recovered, he walked into a Quebrada for a 2 count!

The match was no high spot show, but Cabana’s antics + athletism combined with Wright’s in-ring abilities (seemingly not deteriorated from years of inactivity) left fans entertained. In the end, Alex had gotten the lead when he surprised Cabana by thwarting a Frankensteiner with a Catching Pinning Powebomb for a 2 count. Cabana was stunned and left him open top rope rounding cross body. But Cabana hit the deck, and Wright’s ribs hit nothing but canvas. Cabana then lifted Wright and spun him for a ride with Airplane Spin…


…that just wouldn’t quit! Cabana kept Wright in the spin for about 30 seconds - with a rotation that required slow motion to see Alex Wright’s face turn green. Cabana not only released the spin, but converted it into a TKO! Wright was down and Cabana flopped on to the canvas in a daze. The crowd ROARED in cheers at the spin, as Cabana reached for Wright..only to realize he couldn’t get to him…as Disco had sneakily held onto Cabana’s foot against the ring apron. Cabana, still in a daze, slammed his heel into Disco’s hand (who quickly retracted his hand in pain). As Cabana rose, Wright snuck up with an O’Connor Roll!

1…..2…..2.9999999!!!! Cabana kicked out. The two rose, Alex with a Springboard Sunset Flip! Cabana reaches for the ropes…

THUMB TO THE EYE! Disco Inferno snuck in with a thumb to the eye, Cabana falls backwards, Alex wraps him up tightly….

1….2….

Colt kicks furiously!

3!!!!!

Vampiro: WHAT THE HELL!?

Despite Colt’s kicks of fury, he could not escape the dastardly effects of the THUMB TO THE EYE. The german funk pop hit and Alex quickly rolled out of the ring, as he and Disco danced on the stage. The crowd jeered emphatically as the duo raced back up the ramp.

Kevin: Did he just WIN?
Vamp: I’m….in shock.

Clutching his eye, Colt sat upright in disappointment. He watched the Dancing Fools dance all the way to the backstage area in jovial celebration, as cameras headed elsewhere.

Vamp: I’m not gonna lie, if I was Colt right now - I’d find the nearest tall building and jump from it head-first. This is rock bottom, son. He’s gonna need rehab after this.

WINNER: Alex Wright (06:24) with a Springboard Sunset Flip.

BACKSTAGE...

Cameras go to the backstage area where we are introduced to Mean Gene Okerlund. Okerlund is standing by with one of the many debuting stars here tonight, and hopefully one who has more luck than the debuting Colt Cabana, Tyler Breeze. Mean Gene Okerlund introduces Tyler Breeze, who seems to ignore Mean Gene Okerlund.

Mean Gene: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight is a night for new faces. And while Colt Cabana may have failed to secure victory in his debut, perhaps this man will have a different fate. Allow me to introduce to you, the self-proclaimed “Prince Pretty” (groans) Tyler Breeze.

(The camera pans to see Breeze, staring lovingly at his reflection in his smartphone’s selfie cam. He doesn’t say a word. He gets lost in his own gaze, as if sucked in by his own seduction. Mean Gene ignores the lack of audible response and continues like a true professional).

Mean Gene; Tyler Breeze, tonight you make your WCW:R debut against a legend, and a multi-time champion here in WCW, the Ultimo Dragon. What are your thoughts going into tonight?

(Tyler continues to gaze at himself, annoying Mean Gene)

Mean Gene: Look, pal, I’ve been doing this for over 30 years and I’ll be damned…

(Suddenly, Mean Gene’s phone rings, as he apologizes and answers, citing it could be an emergency).

Mean Gene: Hello?

Tyler Breeze: Hello, can you please face the opposite direction when speaking to me? (Mean Gene turns angrily, to see Tyler talking into his phone - having called Mean Gene from feet away). No offense,, but my delicate nose cannot withstand the foul stench and my the beautiful eyes cannot stand the sight of…your kind.

Mean Gene: Excuse me? MY kind?

Tyler Breeze: You know…(eyes the camera) ugos.

Mean Gene: (Ahem) Look, here, sonny, I have a mind to tell you what’s for, but I’ll stay professional while the cameras are rolling and ask that you answer my question.

Tyler: (rolls his eyes and takes a long step away from Mean Gene) So long as we stay at a distance.

Mean Gene: What are your thoughts (speaking between his gritted teeth) going into a match with Ultimo Dragon?

Tyler: I’m scared. (Looks at his camera) I’m scared because…of what I saw last week. I had nightmares over it (he says with a soft whispery voice that could only be compared to Michael Jackson). The horrid, putrid, dreadful abomination of a man that is only hidden by the centimeters of fabric that his equally as ugly mask provides. (Shivers) It was absolutely terrifying.

Mean Gene: What do you mean?

Tyler: His face. My word, it is no wonder he hid it from the world. Mr. Dragon should be held in great regard as an absolute saint. For decades he has hidden that ghoulish visage from our world’s population - and that, alone, is worthy of a Nobel Peace prize.

Tyler: And I am dreadfully concerned that he will not be able to keep his mask on again. (Breathes deeply with a shiver) I had nightmares over the brief moments that his face was exposed on my television screen…I can only imagine what ghastly damage it could do if I saw it….(gasps) in person! I would sue!

Mean Gene: My goodness, Breeze, that man’s honor is in his mask - you have some nerve.

Tyler: You know what, I DO have nerve! I am brave for taking this on. I’m a big, strong, (purses lips) and goregous man. (pauses) Who would’ve thought that such beauty could hide such a brave beast within me? (he then whispers a playful growl into his phone).

Mean Gene: (sighs) do you have any final words before entering your match here tonight?

Tyler: Hmm…yes (lobs a paper bag over his shouler, which hits Gene in the face). For the next time we speak. (Pauses, looking deep into his own eyes) Mmm, Gorgeous and resourceful.

(Tyler leaves the scene, leaving Gene to stew in anger)

ELSEWHERE…

Cameras focus on the office door of Ric Flair, where Vampiro and Kevin Kelly hype up “big announcements” from Ric Flair tonight. However, in the midst of their hype, we see Chavo Guerrero angrily knock on the door for a few moments. When he hears no answer, he storms in and slams the door behind him.

COMMERCIAL BREAK

When we return we see Chavo Guerrero angrily leaving the office of Ric Flair and muttering under his breath. Chavo starts kicking and slapping things off of counters like a spoiled child as he paces back and forth. As he stomps angrily down the corridors, he is met by a man dressed in the most god-awful gaudy sky blue suit ever seen. The man’s outfit is complemented by a yellow tie that has imprints of dollar signs over it. When Chavo asks who is, the man smiles brightly and extends a hand.

???: Mr. Guerrero, I am the man who is going to put that infamous name of yours back on the top, where it belongs. You may have heard of me on your local late-night TV commercials, or via my social media page @423GetFame. My name is Famous B, and I’m the telescope that helps the people find and delight in the stars.

Chavo: ….who?

Famous B: (Smiles and slaps Chavo’s shoulder) Famous B, my infamous luchador extraordinaire. You can always reach me at (looks at camera) 423-GET-FAME….that’s 423-GET-FAME! (winks)

Chavo: Are you talking to me or…

Famous B: I’m talking to you, I’m talking to the people, I’m talking to EVERYONE, Chavo, baby. And right now, as I look at you, I just see the most heart wrenching waste of immense talent and prestige. I mean, you’re Chavo Guerrero, the last of a legacy. The offspring from the great Guerrero family. You deserve more. YOU deserve respect. YOU….deserve fame.

Chavo: You’re damn right.

Famous B: And I think, I can get you that fame. Tell you what, Mr. Guerrero. You give me fifteen minutes. And I guar-UN-tee that YOU will be in tonight’s MAIN EVENT.

Chavo: (eyes lighting up) You’re serious?

Famous B: As serious as a dwarf in a nudisty colony.

Chavo: A….(pauses)….what?

Famous B: If I can deliver on this, you will sign an exclusive contract with Famous B productions as your acting manager, consultant, and advisor….(mumbles) for a nominal fee.

Chavo: What was that?

Famous B: (Extends his hand) What do you say, Chavito? Wanna get that fame?

Chavo accepts the handshake, emphasizing that he will only accept IF Famous B gets him in the main event tonight, to which Famous B understands and heads off screen.

ELSEWHERE…

Cameras catch Colt Cabana seemingly having a breakdown over his loss to Alex Wright. Mean Gene Okerlund catches up to Colt and tries to cheer him up, reminding him that first impressions aren’t everything. Colt, with very weapy eyes, looks up.

Colt: But, Gene…I just couldn’t overcome the uber german dance. I thought I could, but….oh, God, do you think I’m going to get fired? I’m going to get fired, aren’t I?

Gene: I can’t imagine that to be true.

Colt: Yeah, (wipes tears from his eyes) maybe you’re right. After all, this is WCW. I mean, you guys kept Kevin Nash employed for years - that’s gotta mean that the fuse is long for guys like me, right?

Gene: I’m not touching that one with a ten foot poll, kid.

Colt: You know what, Gene, you’re right! I can make this better.

Gene: I don’t believe I said anyth…

Colt: You didn’t have to (grabs Gene by his loose-skinned jowls and looks deep into Gene’s eyes), it was in your stare. That lovingly wise stare.

Gene: (Gulps) My god, you’re not going to kiss me are you?

Colt: WHAT?! (pulls back) No, you freak, it’s not THAT kind of mentorship. I know I have nice legs and walk around in a leotard, but I’m not some skin-tern. #MeToo - Gene!

Gene: But, I wasn’t…

Colt: Look, I’ll overlook it this ONE time because of what you did for me. (Stands up proudly) I’m going to march right up to Ric Flair’s office, and I’m going to demand a match next week against BOTH of those Dancing Geniuses…(leans in) and I’m not coming alone!

(Colt walks off-screen, as Gene wipes his brow. Colt yells out, off-camera, “And stop staring at my ass, Gene! #MeToo!” Gene throws the microphone on the floor and mumbles sourly, “I”m getting too old for this sh—“ CUT TO THE RING!)

WAIT A SECOND…

Michael Buffer: Ladies and gentlemen, this next bout, is a TAG TEAM MATCH, scheduled for ONE FALL…

”TIME FOR NASTY SENSATIOOOOOON”

“GET READY FOR PITY CITY!”


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Kevin Kelly & Vampiro: WHAT?!
Vampiro: No way, dude.
Kevin Kelly: I never thought I’d ever see the day I’d be saying this…but it’s them! JERRY SAGS, BRIAN KNOBBSTHE NASTY BOYS ARE BACK IN WCW!
Vampiro: And that name just ain’t a name, Kev, these two are THE definition of NASTY.

The old school theme caused a ROAR of cheers from the WCW-proud crowd. The nostalgia act of Jerry Sags and Brian Knobbs paraded down to the ring to a HUGE ovation. The duo, dressed in their splattered-paint-styled shirts and jackets, entered the ring and scaled the ropes to receive a big pop and a “WELCOME BACK” chant.

Kevin Kelly: Ladies and Gentlemen, the Nasty Boys were a staple of the WCW Tag team division in the 1990s. They, along with teams like Harlem Heat, Public Enemy, the Faces of Fear, the Blue Bloods, and Stars and Stripes, paved the way for the tag team division.

Vampiro: Okay, now get off your knees, Kev, and let’s be real when I say, again, these are some BAD and NASTY mofos. There ain’t no sugar-coating it, these dudes don’t wrestle, they fight. They don’t body slam, they slam their fists in your face and knock your teeth out. I know these people are cheerin’ right now, but they gotta know that they are cheerin’ for some BAD dudes.

As the Nastys remove their long trench coats….

THE REVOLUTION BEGINS - THE L-A-X have arrived. Konnan appears amidst the crowd with a microphone and calls out to the Nasty Boys.

Konnan: Yo, yo, yo (taps the microphone) look what we got here. Sags, Knobbs - I thought you vatos died of diabetes or somethin’. I guess it was a dream, vatos. (Starts walking closer to the ring) You see, I’ve been living life, thinking you putas were in the ground already - and it made me feel REAL good. Because it was pieces of garbage like you that kept the latino revolution away from the people. (Looks to the crowd) You people wanna know what the Nasty Boys got so much TV time?

Konnan: (Points at Knobbs) It’s the same reason what your boy Knobbs got his name, the same reason he wears kneepads now, and the same reason Sags ain’t got no teeth. Because these two putas were spending their time on their knees servicing their boy, Hulk Hogan.

(Sags and Knobbs look ready to attack and start gathering weapons at ringside)

Kevin: Wow…folks, we’re sorry for that…
Vampiro: Why are you sorry? The revolution is TRUTH, Kevin.

Konnan: Oh, I hit a nerve? Yo, if you wanna do somethin’ about it, DO somethin’ about it! I ain’t goin’ NOWHERE. The revolution está realidad. And it starts TONIGHT!

Just as Knobbs and Sags near the guard rail, ready to leap over to attack Konnan…

THWACK!! CRACK!!! Homicide appears and cracks a wooden crutch across the back of Knobbs’ legs. The crutch SNAPS in half and Knobbs crumbles to the ringside mats in severe pain. Meanwhile, Eddie Kingsont WAFFLES Sags in the back of the head with a steel chair - and the WCW alumni stumbles into the guard rail and onto the floor. Homicide and Kingston leap onto their victims and start to pummel them into the ground. Konnan screams into the microphone about the revolution taking no prisoners, that they plan to cleanse the past and build the road to the future out of the blood and bones of those who oppressed them for years.

Cameras focus to see that Jerry Sags is bleeding profusely from back of his head - so much so that the entirely of his back is soaked in red. Officials POUR out from the back to subdue the situation. Sags is unmoving through it all, but Eddie continues to grab chairs from the ringside fans and hurl them into the fallen body of the Nasty Boy with the black rat-tail. So much so that Sags is literally buried in a sea of steel chairs.

Meanwhile, Knobbs stumbles one leg, as Homicide whips him hard with his belt. Knobbs tries to fight back, but simply stumbles down, allowing Homicide to choke him with the leather strap.

Konnan: WHAT HAPPENED? I thought you boys like to play stiff. I know that you did with Hogan and Bischoff, you putas! C’mon, fight back!

Konnan STEPS onto the sea of chairs over Sags and follows as Kingston and Homicide pummel Knobbs in the ring. They pry Knobbs to his knees, as Konnan leans over and gets in Knobbs’ face.

Konnan: Let the world see what you really are. What you’ve ALWAYS been. A bitch! (Knobbs cusses outloud off-camera, to which the audio mutes). Maybe I should unbuckle my belt and let you service me. But, I won’t give you the satisfaction. (Backs up a bit) You call yourself a man? You ain’t no man! You a bitch!

Konnan proceeds to FIELD GOAL KICK Knobbs directly between the legs. Knobbs crumbles to the canvas, as Homicide and Kingston stomp furiously onto him. Cameras focus on Knobbs’ face, as he begins to cough up blood. Konnan speaks to the microphone, “It ain’t like you were using them anyway.”

After minutes of the horrific beatdown, enough officials stop the mayhem, as the LAX happily leave through the crowd. Konnan exclaims, “THIS…IS LA REVOLUCION! THIS WCW IS OUR WCW! THIS IS L…A…X!”

WINNER: No Contest

Up next…

As the officials looks to help the Nasty Boys into the nearest ambulance, Kevin Kelly announces that up next will be the sit-down interview with Johnny Mundo and Taya, following the allegations made against Rey Mysterio and the accusation of sexual harassment that has resulted in the temporary suspension of Rey Mysterio.

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When we return from the break, we’re taken to a dark locker room. The lights are off and most of the surroundings are barely visible, obscured by shadows and barely lit by a lone flat-screen. On the screen are sharp and oddly editted pieces of last week’s Main Event between Booker T and Samoa Joe. Clips of the match flash before the screen with instrusive jump cuts that leap in between the slow pan from the camera. We see Samoa Joe hurling Booker into a sea of fans. Joe ripping the ringside mats from around the ringside area. Booker landing a Top Rope Book-End. Clips of Joe wrenching in body contorting submissions. The violent video cuts are paused, just as Booker T lands the Harlem Hangovver for the 3 count fall. The video lingers on the final slap of the mat. Then it’s rewound and replayed a few time. The video eventually pauses on the sight of Booker T and Joe having a brief stare - and Joe nodding slightly.

The camera pans out to see that Samoa Joe is the man fascinated by the footage. A scowl appears on his face as he eyes glare at himself.

Samoa Joe: I make no excuses. (Runs his hand over his mouth) Last week, I lost. (Pauses) I don’t know when it happened. But somewhere between the submissions, the punches, the kicks, and the slams — grew respect.

Joe turns his eyes towards the camera, as the TV’s lights shine beneath him, giving his face an eery shadowy visage.

Samoa Joe: I took you lightly. (raises his eyes slowly) I will never make that mistake again. This is war! (sits up from his chair violently and tosses it aside). And in war, there ARE no friends. There are only enemies.

Samoa Joe: It doesn’t matter who you are. Where you come from or what you did. If your name is not Samoa Joe…you…are an ENEMY…of Samoa Joe. If you face me… you will be put to sleep.

Joe violently kicked the screen, shattering it to piecces. The set struggles to keep it’s lights on, blinking effortlessly in the dark room. Joe stands over it, the screen’s lights blinking eerily against his scowl. It eventually stops, hiding Joe in the darkness. Only his angry grunts can be heard.

Serious Consequences

Nitro turns to a pre-recorded interview done earlier today in a nearby studio. We see Kevin Kelly seated with WCW’s Johnny Mundo and Taya. Kevin Kelly introduces fans to the interview, and makes clear that the interview has one goal in mind - to better understand the accusations from Mundo and Taya regarding Rey Mysterio.

Kevin Kelly: Johnny, Taya - I won’t let this linger and I’ll get right to the heart of the conversation. Following your victory over Ultimo Dragon last week, you went to WCW President Ric Flair and the Board of Directors and accused Rey Mysterio of sexual harassment, a very serious accusation particularly in today’s social climate. Some, if not many, were skeptical of this accusation, an accusation that has left Rey Mysterio on paid suspension during the investigation. So, I must ask, what did Rey Mysterio do to you, Taya, to bring this accusation to light?

Taya, in a performance that can only be compared to a soap opera celebrity, was too “distraught” to speak and whispered something to Johnny. Mundo, who was wearing a very professional suit and tie (which just happened to be wide open to display his chest and abs to the world), sat upright and leaned towards Kevin Kelly.

Johnny Mundo: My wife is far too distraught to speak on the matter, but she has allowed me to speak on her behalf. (Lowers his sunglasses and places them in his pocket) Did you know who I fought last week?

Kevin Kelly: Of course, Ultimo Dragon

Mundo: That’s right, Kev-bo. And, when you look at that Nitro card, was there ever a match that involved myself and Rey Mysterio?

Kevin Kelly: Well, no.

Mundo: Exactly. What business did Rey Mysterio have in my match last week? None. Do you know WHY he got involved in my match? (He lifts a hand to Kevin Kelly before he can interject) Because he saw something that he wanted, but could never get in a million years - and his urges got the better of him. You see, earlier in the night, my wife joked around with Rey Mysterio after his match with Jushin Lyger…and Rey misconstrued that as sexual advances.

Taya: (Sharply interjecting) Because he’s a SICK human being.

Mundo: (kisses Taya on the cheek in comfort) Don’t worry, baby, I got this. (Leans back over to Kevin Kelly) So, he comes out during my match….and assaults my wife. And not only assaults her…but attacks her…behind. Don’t you find that odd?

Kevin: I’m sorry, he assaulted Taya’s behind?

Taya: He kicked me in my ass, Kevin! (pushes off Mundo) You think that’s funny? Do you have any idea how degrading and disrespectful that level of sexual assault is? I’m a QUEEN, and more specifically, I’m the QUEEN to the KING of Charisma Johnny Mundo. And Rey Mysterio, with his old, fat wife, and his ugly kids - he wanted me and he knew he couldn’t have me. So, he uses his male dominance an tries to assert himself onto me IN FRONT OF THE WORLD! (Sits back in her chair) But, in his dillusional mind, he forgot just who the HELL I am. I’m a queen…a very powerful queen…I’m a strong woman. And I’ll be damned if some peon like Rey Mysterio thinks he can put his hands on me and get away with it.

Mundo: And to think…he was at our wedding…(scoffs).

Kevin: Now, Taya, I understand that sexual harassment is a very big deal. That said though, allow me to play devil’s advocate for a moment and challenge the accusation. Some are saying that what Rey Mysterio did last week was not in order to sexually advance himself towards you, but rather “even the odds” in the match between Dragon and your husband. Some viewed Rey’s actions as “defensive”, to remove you from the equation of the match.

Taya: Remove me? (scoffs and flips her hair) Excuuuuuse me? Remove me from what? Support my husband? I’m sorry if Rey’s wife is too fat and too busy with his 20 midget kids to support her man, but I’d support my Johnny through hell - I will NOT be scared into hiding behind the curtain.

Johnny Mundo: Bottom line, Kev-bo, Taya and I are going to let WCW handle this one now. We’re moving past it. Rey Mysterio has issues, man. He needs to work those out in a court of law with our lawyers and until then, he’s not allowed in OUR WCW. So, tonight, we’re onto our next step in life. Tonight, I continue to lay the old guard to rest when I take on Jushin Lyger.

Taya: Isn’t he another of Rey’s friends?

Mundo: I think so.

Taya: (stands from her chair and rips the microphone off in fabricated rage) Good! (stomps off camera)

Mundo: Glass half full, I guess we can look at this whole experience as a learning experience for WCW. Because Rey Mysterio is learning what all of WCW will need to learn, Kev-meister. There are serious consequences when you mess with this Fatal Attraction.

Backstage…

Vampiro: I really don’t like that dude.
Kevin: Opinions aside, up next, the Ultimo Dragon will look to redeem himself tonight, as he takes on the debuting Tyler Breeze. Stay tuned!

Cameras catch Ultimo Dragon headed to the ring, as we head to commercial.

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When Nitro returns, we are taken to a REWIND segment that shows Mundo’s victory over Dragon. We see how Dragon had the Dragon Sleeper synched in when Mundo tore off his mask and rolled him up for the shocking victory.

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”Look everyone, it’s Tyler!”

Blue spotlights danced around the arena, while spotlights shined down upon the stage, as a figure turned around and brought the world the most glorious gift. The beauty that is Tyler Breeze. Breeze, with his selfie stick adorned in pink boas, pursed his lips and cocked an oh-so-sexy eyebrow up as he lost himself in himself on the way to the ring. Tyler’s stage walk to the ring was littered with special photographers - who all drenched themselves in the glory of true beauty…of Tyler Breeze.

Once in the ring, the the roar of a dragon is heard causing fans to rise to their feet in excited cheers as Ultimo Dragon made his way to the ring.

BUILD: Ultimo Dragon is coming off of an embarassing loss at the hands of Johnny Mundo last week. Not only did he lose the match, but he nearly lost his mask and had his face revealed to the world. Dragon has a lot to prove to himself in taking on another of the WCW’s new generation stars. Tyler Breeze, on the other hand, is making his first impression felt in WCW - and a win over a legend would easily put Prince Pretty into the eyes of some very important deision makers. Decision makers like…the ones deciding what will happen to the WCW World Championship.

HIGHLIGHTS:
- The match starts with the Tyler taking a few moments to tie his hair into a glorious man bun, only for a frustrated Dragon to THWACK - kick Tyler in the back of the leg and knock him on his back. Tyler scurries to the ropes and orders that the ref push Dragon back.
- The two look ready to lock horns, but Tyler knees Dragon and locks on a headlock. Dragon sends him to the ropes and leap frogs Breeze. Breeze hits the ropes, and forward rolls over an attempted Monkey Toss. Dragon kips up to his feet. Breeze looks for a kick to the gut, but Dragon catches and pulls Breeze’s leg up - only for Breeze to backflip, and non-chalantly back into the corner and rest himself on the top rope - ala Shawn Michaels. Dragon was not amused and looked to attack, but Breeze quickly wrapped himself in the ropes and exclaimed, “Mr. Referee, I’m in the ropes!” causing Dragon to be pushed away long enough to allow Breeze to sneak a flipper forearm into Dragon (over the official’s shoulder).
- The match started with Breeze taking a cheap early lead and keeping Dragon largely grounded with standard submissions (headlocks, wrist locks, etc.). However, Breeze got too cocky and started to playing slap the back of Dragon’s head while having him in a wrist lock. Dragon’s face rose slowly, and his eyes fired up with rage. Vampiro commented, “Not a wise move to poke a dragon with a stick, boy.” Dragon stared at Breeze, who quickly realized the error of his ways - but before he could break clean, Dragon rolled out of the wrist lock, slapped Breeze’s grip away and FIRED OFF and series of FAST low and middle kicks, followed by a jumping back kick to the chest that knocked Breeze to the outside.
- Breeze tried to stay away from the angry Dragon and stayed outside for as long as he could, while re-entering at the count of 9 to re-start the count. Dragon, had enough and eventually baseball slid between the ref’s legs and NAILED Breeze.
- Dragon proceed to hurl Breeze around ringside in a fit of rage, going so far as nailing a SNAP SUPLEX to the outside mats.

Kevin: This is a very different Ultimo Dragon, Vamp. I didn’t see this kind of anger last week.
Vamp: Bro, you have no idea the mental anguish this man has been through. Having your mask ripped off by some punk is like having someone break into your house and steal your property. It’s a violation of what a man holds sacred. He’s not about to let another young punk embarass him like last week.
Kevin: Undoubtedly, Dragon is sending a very clear message to all tonight.
Vamp: I hope Mundo is watching this, because there’s no doubt in my mind that Jushin Lyger feels the same way.

MORE HIGHLIGHTS
- Dragon nailed an EARLY Asai Moonsault to Breeze, followed up by a series of grounded flipper forearms to the super model.
- Dragon eventually rolled Breeze back in the ring and proceeded to fire a flurry of fast paced kicks and attacks. However, an attempted suplex, was reversed by Breeze, who landed on his feet behind Dragon and dropped the legend with a neckbreaker, followed by a quick cover and a kick-out at 2.
- Breeze took the lead thereafter, focusing on the neck of Dragon - using the ropes to lock on a rope-assisted/strangling camel clutch (until the rope break) and following it up with a Springboard Leg Drop across the back of Dragon’s head (simultaneously draping his neck into the bottom rope).
- Breeze continued his advantage and looked for an Unprettier, but Dragon, in a quick flash, broke out, wrapped his arms around Breeze and SLAMMED him down with a German Suplex Whip.
- As Dragon recuperated, Breeze attempted a sneaky Supermodel Kick, but Dragon caught the leg and brought him down with a Dragon Screw, quickly transitioned into a Half Crab…which was then transitioned into an STF. The submission actually got the crowd to stir, but Breeze grabbed the bottom rope.
- Dragon attempted to charge Breeze, but Breeze body dropped Dragon over the top rope. Dragon landed on the apron and fired off an elbow. Dragon looked for a Springboard Hurricanrana, but Breeze caught him, stumbled backwards and ALLEY OOPED Dragon NECK-FIRST over the top rope (A resounding “OOOOOOOOHHHH!!!” echoed through the audience, as Vampiro and Kevin Kelly cringed at the replays). Dragon was back on the defense. Breeze covered for a DANGEROUSLY close 2.9999.
- Dragon coughed and sputtered on the canvas, while Breeze fixed his hair. Breeze pulled himself to his feet, snuck behind Dragon and landed a nasty ARM TRAP DOUBLE KNEE BACKBREAKER. Breeze covered, hooking both legs deep. And AGAIN, Dragon kicked out at 2.999999
- Breeze pulled Dragon to the apron and looked ready to nail some sort of neckbreaker, but Dragon elbowed free and fired a SICK middle kick to Breeze’s stomach, doubling over the supermodel. Dragon grabbed hold of Breeze and….

Fans: OOOOOOHHHHH!!!

Vamp & Kevin: OH MY GOD!!!

APRON BRAINBUSTER!!!!!!

Vampiro: HOLY [BLEEP]!

Kevin: My god, just when you think Dragon is out of the game, he pulls something like that off. I have NEVER seen a brainbuster done ON the Apron in my career. Breeze is absolutely out at the ringside area.

Vampiro: Listen to this crowd, Kevin! They are LOVING it!

Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Ultimo struggled to restore his consciousness for a bit, laying right beside Breeze on the outside. Dragon was the first to stir and pry Breeze to his feet. Dragon exhaustedly rolled Breeze into the ring and followed suit, covering the young man.

ONE….


TWO….


2.99999999!!!

Vampiro: HOW THE HELL?!
Kevin: WOW! What amazing perseverance by Tyler Breeze.
Vamp: Who knew the kid had it in him?!

Dragon runs a thumb across his throat and looks for a Tombstone Piledriver, but Breeze kicks wildly to break free and land behind Dragon. Breeze bounces off the ropes, fires off…

THE SUPERMODEL KICK!

DRAGON ducks! *THWACK* And NAILS a high roundhouse kick to Breeze. Breeze dazedly spins around and….

INTO A DRAGON SLEEPER!!

Breeze flails his arms wildly to break free, but Dragon synches the hold tightly. Dragon applies pressure and will not relent. Breeze gets close to the ropes, but Dragon pulls hims to the center of the ring and forces Breeze on his back. Breeze reaches for anything nearby - including the ref’s shirt….


….and Dragon’s mask.

Kevin: Wait a minute, Breeze is tugging at the mask!
Vamp: HIM TOO?! This ain’t right…

But, this time, Dragon would not allow it. Dragon violently pulls Breeze’s grip away, releases the Dragon Sleeper and…

*THWACK* *THWACK* *THWACK* *THWACK* *THWACK**THWACK**THWACK**THWACK**THWACK**THWACK**THWACK**THWACK**THWACK**THWACK*!!!!!

Kevin: OH MY GOD!
Vamp: WHOOOA!!!
Fans: YEAHHHHHH!!!!

Dragon, in a fit of rage, starts to absolutely pummel Breeze angrily with a series of shoot kicks ot the back, the shoulder, the face, anything! Breeze tries to duck and cover in the corner, but Dragon won’t quit. Screaming threats in Japanese, Dragon continues firing a borage a sickening kicks. Nearly 20-25! The audience absolutely LOSES IT! Dragon, eventually breaks the series with a NASTY Buzzsaw kick to the side of Breeze’s head that collapses Breeze onto the canvas. Dragon lets out an ANGRY roar as the crow ROARS in cheers.

Vamp: (amusingly chuckles) Holy crap, Dragon beat the living piss out of Breeze. Let that be a lesson to you! Don’t mess with a man’s mask.

Breeze can hardly move, as Dragon angrily pries him to his feet, lifts him up high and absolutely DRILLS Breeze with a RUNNING DRAGON BOMB! Dragon covers…

FANS: ONE!!
FANS: TWO!!!

…..


THREEEEEEE!!!!!

Kevin: WOW! What an absolute slaughter at the end!
Vamp: That…was….AWESOME!

Dragon violently pushes Breezes lifeless body off of him and stands over the defeated young supermodel, as if daring him to get up again. The official struggles to push Dragon away from the knocked out Breeze, but manages to do so after respectfully asking him to leave the ring a few times.

WINNER: Ultimo Dragon (13:20) with the Running Dragon Bomb.

Backstage, we see Tino Sabbatelli and Scott Steiner headed to the ring, all the while, Steiner screams at local stage hands to get “Out of OUR SHOT!” Threats of beheading, castration, and other lovely warnings bark from Steiner’s mouth cause a variety of nameless backstage attendants to flea for their own safety. Steiner pauses and notices a female stage hand. He flexes his bicep for her and asks if she wants to make it “big”. The female seems a bit intimidated, but Steiner slyly responds.

Steiner: That’s okay, baby, they all get a bit scared when they first see it’s size. I’ll give you a minute to soak it all in. You got friends? (the female nods hesitantly) TINO!!!!

Tino: (standing, literally, right next to Steiner) Yeah, Scotty?

Steiner: She’s got friends.

Tino: Are they hot?

Steiner: (sharply turns to the woman) Are they hot?

Woman: Well, they have nice personalities.

Steiner: Nice perso—NICE PERSONALITIES? STOP WASTING MY TIME! GET OUTTA OUR SHOT!

The woman scurries away, as Tino and Steiner head to the ring - Tino’s debut is next!


ELSEWHERE...

However, elsewhere, we see Chavo Guerrero talking to someone on the phone.

Chavo: Yeah, mom, that’s right - watch tonight’s show, I’m going to be in the MAIN EVENT! It was guaranteed! (pauses) Yes, mom, I am wearing clean underwear. (pauses) Si, mama, I got a haircut 3 days ago. (Pauses) Ma… (pauses) But, Ma….

Famous B: Excuse me, Mr. Guerrero?

Chavo: (nervously looking to hang-up) I gotta go, I’ll talk to you later. Si, te amo tambien. Bye. (Pauses) Bye… (pauses) YES, bye! (hangs up and looks at Famous B, whom awkwardly and silently smiles at Chavo) So?

Famous B: So….?

Chavo: So…what’s the update?

Famous B: (fixes his collar) The update is that YOU, Mr. Guerrero, are the first member of the Famous B’s clientele.

Chavo: Wait..you did it?

Famous B: (chuckles) I did it.

Chavo: (happily laughing) No way, you did?

Famous B: I did.

Chavo: I’m in the Main Event?

Famous B: (pauses, then rests an arm on Chavo’s shoulder) YOU….Chavo Guerrero…are main eventing Monday Night Nitro…TONIGHT!

Chavo literally jumps up and down on nearly anything nearby. He gives Famous B a huge hug and compliments him on his negotiation ability. He emphasizes how proud he is to hear that WCW and Ric Flair finally see the true star before them in Chavo Guerrero. Chavo lauds over his family’s history and their legacy in pro wrestling, and remarks that tonight the “R” in WCW:R stands for the Guerrero’s “Return to Infamy”.

Chavo: So, what punk is my first victim, tonight?

Famous B: Oh, that’s the best part, Chavo. You see, not only did I demand that WCW recognize your value to this business, not ONLY did i demand that they give you the main event tonight, but I demanded they give you a worthy headline opponent.

Chavo: (slaps his hands and rubs them together, salivating over the prospect) That’s what I look to hear. So, who is it?

Famous B: (spreads his arms to the ceiling, as if envisioning a poster above their head). Tonight, the great CHAVO GUERRERO….versus GOLDBERG.

Vamp: OOoooh snap.
Kev: Oh my god! GOLDBERG?!?

As Famous B smiles at the vision of the headline, cameras focus on Chavo’s increasingly worrisome face. His typically tan complexion slowly turns white. HIs eyes slowly glaze over. His hands begin to shake. Chavo is stuck in a frozen fear. Meanwhile, Famous B wraps an arm around Chavo and exclaims…

Famous B: I knew you’d be excited!

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