Legacy Online! - January 16th, 2013

[Former FHT Employee Daniel Ice]

Wednesday, January 16^TH, 2013

Live from Legacy Hall, Manhatten Island, New York--------------------

The Battle For New York
Hardcore Title vs. Legacy Shares

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Singles Match

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Return Match

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#1 Contender's Match For
The Legacy World Title

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-ALSO-



Max Venom explains his actions at Legacy Finale!




Stone Cold Addresses The Legacy Legion!




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- C O M M E N T A T O R S -

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After the short intro is done, a shot of the arena is shown as the fans start to go nuts. Pyro begins to shoot off the stage as the music begins to fade out.

Gary King: Legacy Wrestling is back and for our return show, we've stacked the card! Our main event promises to be a brutal, barbed wire battle between Reverend Daddy Joe and Robert Gordon. Gordon has agreed to put his shares in Legacy Wrestling on the line for a shot at the FHT Hardcore Title! You won't want to miss that! We've also got former boss Keith Williams heading into action with Heavy Metal Snail, who'll be looking to build off his successful first year here.

Gregory Brooks: We've also got "Sick" Nick in the house tonight, as he hosts The Hardcore Show with a very special guest, the Company Killer, Max Venom! What'll happen when these two men have an open microphone? Stone Cold has also promised to deliver an address to the Legacy Legion and I'm sure a few people in the back will be listening very closely to that. Who knows who else will turn up tonight and rumour has it there's going to be a very big announcement about the future of Legacy Wrestling! A monumental return show, let's get to it!

[Former FHT Employee Daniel Ice]

[Suddenly the opening music is cut off by another track: "It's Brad" plays to introduce Brad Baxter to the ring]

Gregory Brooks:
Why the hell are we starting with this joke?

Gary King:
Hey, don't ask me. Gordon's the one in charge, why don't you ask him why Brad Baxter is starting off the first Legacy of the year?

Gregory Brooks:
Gordon would've never approved this! Baxter must've gone rogue!

[Brad snatches the microphone from the hands of ring announcer Erik Knights and, while pulling a face that he thinks is menacing but makes him look constipated, he starts to cut a promo]

Brad Baxter:
It's a new year and Brad Baxter has made his New Year Resolution! The past few years have been tough on The Bradinator, I'll admit, but 2013 is my year! I'm not going to let the backstage politics hold me down anymore! Just like CM Punk, I'm going to cut a shocking shoot promo and just like CM Punk, it'll be so good Legacy will have no choice but to put me in the main event where I belong! This is so smart, I can't believe everyone isn't trying it! So settle down, as I have something to say!

[The fans, who previously didn't care, start to boo Brad's arrogance]

Brad Baxter:
Dear Legacy owners, hello. I'm Brad Baxter and I'm the best on this microphone, in that ring, even selling bootlegged shirts from the back of my van... No one can touch me! I'm the best alliteratively named wrestler whose first name is Brad in this company. No, the world!

Gregory Brooks:
This is atrocious. Can we cut to commercial yet?

Gary King:
He's somehow gotten worse than I remember. How is that even possible?

[The fans demand Brad shut up but he continues onwards through the boos]

Brad Baxter:
I'm a better mat technician than Red Ninja, I'm more hardcore than "Sick" Nick, I'm more controversial than Lbm and I'm far better looking than The Peep's Champ. And you know what? I'm a better leader for Legacy than the Dark Angel!

[The fans are not liking this one bit. A loud "We want Angel" chant goes up]

Brad Baxter:
Again? Over and over, you people chant that. Never "We want Brad!". Just demands for that Leader of the Legacy Losers. He's done! He got hit with a car!

WE WANT ANGEL

Brad Baxter:
Too bad! You don't get to have Dark Angel! From now on, its all Brad Baxter, all the time! Join the Brad Brigade! When was the last time I got injured, huh? I've been here, rain or shine, busting my ass!

WE WANT ANGEL

Brad Baxter:
WHAT DON'T YOU GET? He's not here! I don't think he can even walk! Didn't Robert Gordon show his coffin, in fact? He might actually be dead. Stop chanting for a dead man to come out here, its disrespectful!

WE WANT ANGEL

Brad Baxter:
What does Dark Angel have that I don't, huh? Other than a habit of disappearing at the worst possible times? I officially declare myself the new Leader of the Legacy Legion! I declare myself the new Dark Angel!

WE WANT ANGEL

Brad Baxter:
And you've got Angel! I'm right here! Thank you, thank you! Loyal Legacy Legionnaires! I bring Unearthly Friendship to you all! Let us all celebrate and rejoice in my second... third... fifteenth (?)... coming!

WE WANT ANGEL

[Brad's clearly getting frustrated as the fans drive him closer and closer to madness. He starts screeching at them]

Brad Baxter:
ANGEL IS DEAD I'M ANGEL NOW SO STOP IT

WE WANT ANGEL

Brad Baxter:
You know what? Screw Dark Angel, screw Legacy Wrestling and screw you people. I'm so much better than this. Maybe PRW is hiring. In fact-

"LEGACY LEGION!"

[Brad is cut off by a very familiar voice. He starts shaking his head in denial as the fans absolutely explode. "Hero" by Machinae Supremacy hits as the fans chant for Angel... And up on the top of the ramp, Dark Angel bursts through the curtain!]

Gary King:
Dark Angel! It's Dark Angel! He's back! What an ovation for the Leader of the Legacy Legion! What a way to start the new year!

Gregory Brooks:
What the hell is he doing back? He's injured!

[The sheer noise is almost overwhelming as Angel comes down to the ring, meeting the outstretched hands of the fans. Brad looks absolutely terrified as Angel approaches]

Gary King:
Brad looks like he's seen a ghost! Angel is back and he looks great! Perhaps better than ever!

[Brad timidly offers Angel the microphone but Angel can't even speak due to the loud reaction. The returning hero can only look around, clearly surprised at just how loud the fans are, every little movement by Angel seeming to get its own pop]

Gregory Brooks:
This is nauseating! I'd rather listen to a hundred Brad Baxter promos than put up with this crap!

Gary King:
September 23rd, the Fall of the Dark Angel and we've not heard anything from him since that date! Angel survived The Peep's Champ, he survived Ace Andrews but when he least expected it, Robert Gordon took him out in that parking lot!

[The fans are finally starting to quiet down a little. Brad's fear has made way for frustration as he obverses just how the fans are reacting to Angel. Finally, Angel gets to speak]

Dark Angel:
It's been a while, hasn't it?

[And another huge cheer from the audience. Brad has gone past his fright and back into his anger but Angel is no longer paying him any attention]

Dark Angel:
Seems a few things have changed since Gordon tried to end my career, and where I stand it doesn't look like for the better. Lbm's retired, Max is back but seems pissed about something, a fair number of our talents have gone missing including and it all seems to tie into one thing... Robert Gordon is now in charge of Legacy Wrestling.

[Boos at this statement, Angel nods his head to show his agreement to this sentiment]

Dark Angel:
I wasn't always the biggest fan of Keith Williams, but as crooked, corrupt and devious as he could be, he at least had some basic principles. Morals and boundaries he would never cross, but Gordon? There's no limit to how deep he can sink. Personally I can only hope tonight Joe gives him an old-school ass whooping and at least gets the shares away from Robert's dirty hands. See, Gordon, it was smart, it was very smart of you to remove me before you pulled this stunt but you made one fatal mistake... You didn't finish me off! So now I'm back and I can tell you, win or lose tonight, you threaten Legacy, you threaten the Legion and you threaten me. And trust me, Gordon, I'm not a man who responds well to threats.

[Another huge cheer for Angel and Brad has heard enough. He snatches the microphone from Angel's hand]

Brad Baxter:
Well maybe you'll respond to this threat, Angel! I'm the new Leader of the Legacy Legion-

[Huge boos at the mere suggestion from the fans]

Brad Baxter:
And quite frankly, I think Gordon taking over is a good thing for the most important person in this promotion: Me! Keith Williams never gave me a fair opportunity but under Gordon, the sky's the limit! You are looking at the next Legacy World Wrestling Champion! It starts tonight, when I humiliate last year's Legacy Leader!

[Angel just about stops himself from laughing as he towers over Brad's skinny frame. Angel almost casually plucks the microphone from Brad's hand]

Dark Angel:
Brad, I'm glad you've found your balls but, no offence, I've got bigger fish to fry. I have to deal with Gordon, Keith wants to speak to me, Austin apparently has something to say to the fans, I want to track down Alexei and make sure he's coming back, The Peep's Champ no doubt isn't through with me just yet and-

SMACK! Brad slaps Angel right across the face. Angel rubs his cheek, laughing a little as Brad goes from confident to utterly terrified at the realisation of what he's just done. He starts to beg Angel for forgiveness]

Dark Angel:
Ok, fair enough, Brad. You want a match tonight? You got it.

[The fans applaud at hearing they'll get to see Angel in action tonight as Brad grows pale, bailing from the ring. Angel shrugs a little before going to meet some of the fans at ringside]

Gary King:
Dark Angel is back and will be in action against Brad Baxter later tonight! The in-ring return of the Leader of the Legacy Legion, you won't want to miss that!

Gregory Brooks:
We've still got Keith Williams taking on Heavy Metal Snail, The Hardcore Show with Max Venom, Stone Cold is in the building and that huge main event, the FHT Hardcore Champion Reverend Daddy Joe foolishly putting the belt on the line for a shot at Robert Gordon and his Legacy shares! A huge show still to come, stay tuned!

[Max Venom]

As Legacy Online comes back from a commercial break, a drum kit, wooden table wrapped up in barbwire and two steel chairs are set up in the ring. The Statue is standing by the guests steel chair.

Gary King:
It looks like it's time for the Hardcore Show!

Robert Stackowitz makes his way to the ring. He climbs in, placing a mug on the desk and then walking up to a microphone stand.

Robert Stackowitz:
Live from New York, The Hardcore Show staring “Sick” Nick.

Robert Stackowitz:
This is Robert Stackowitz with the Statue inviting you to join Nick and his guests. And now Ladies and Gentlemen, heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere’s Nicky!

“Down With The Sickness” by Disturbed blasts out of the speakers as the fans go nuts. “Sick” Nick steps out from behind the curtain and makes his way down the ramp. As Nick heads to the ring, he waves to the fans. Nick gets into the ring and Stackowitz moves the microphone stand over to the drum set as he sits down behind the drums.

“Sick” Nick:
Good evening everyone!

The crowd pops at their acknowledgement from "Sick" Nick.

“Sick” Nick:
Now I am sure everyone here has heard about this big flu situation. I was reading recently that the Centers for Disease Control announced that the flu has officially reached epidemic status. Epidemics are rarely good as you know. I mean, you rarely hear about balloon epidemics. I mean, am I right?

Ba Dum Bum Kshhh! The fans explode in laughter.

“Sick” Nick:
This flu epidemic is just terrible I tell you. You know, experts say that those hit hardest are the very old and the very young. It's true. So that's especially bad news for Hugh Hefner and his new bride.

Ba Dum Bum Kshhh! The fans continue to laugh.

“Sick” Nick:
Speaking of flu... Republicans and Democrats are working on a new bill to streamline the healthcare system. It will reduce the cost of mammograms and prostate exams. But don't worry. They'll still be free at the airport.

Ba Dum Bum Kshhh! The fans laugh again. Nick turns to the statue.

“Sick” Nick:
See what I did there. I was talking about the flu, and then transitioned into an airport joke where planes fly... And the past tense of fly is flew, which sounds like flu.

The Statue:
. . .

“Sick” Nick:
You know, the other day, American Express announced that it had to cut more than 5,000 jobs. Such a shame. Even worse is how they told their employees. You know what they said... "American Express. Don't leave home."

Ba Dum Bum Kshhh! The fans continue to laugh.

“Sick” Nick:
But time to get serious for a moment. See, I usually have a tough time getting guests for this show, but this guy, this guy demanded to be on it! Said he wouldn't speak to anyone else! So ladies and gentlemen, give a warm welcome to the first holder of the Legacy World Wrestling title and Platinum member of the “Sick” Nick fanclub... MAX VENOM!

Don't lie to yourself...
don't lie- don't lie- don't lie...

doooonnnnn'ttttt liiiiiiieeeeeeee...

Nick gazes at the stage, puzzled as Max's theme seems to be skipping and failing. There's an awful sound of something being torn apart and then an eerie silence.

“Sick” Nick:
You'll have to forgive us, folks, we don't have the best staff here! In fact-

WE DO AWAY WITH YOUR KIND

COUNTDOWN TO EXTERMINATE THE HUMAN RACE...

Nick is interrupted by “Puritania” and Venom emerging from behind the curtain. The fans give him a very mixed reaction, clearly unsure what to make of the controversial star. Nick still has a big goofy grin on his face but seems aware the mood has changed and as Max enters, his body language sees him looking ready for anything.

“Sick” Nick:
Finally ditched Rob Zombie, huh? Glad to see you've finally escaped from the nineties. Well, at least musically.

Max takes a microphone of his own as the two men watch, offering each other a pretense of friendliness. Stackowitz and the Statue watch on, both their expressions stony.

“Sick” Nick:
Well, welcome to the Hardcore Show, Max. I can only hope its everything you dreamt it would be and more.

Max Venom:
I had hoped for something a bit racier considering the title.

“Sick” Nick:
No dice. The Statue has some pretty fierce agents. Can't even get a cheeky bit of ass.

Neither men relaxes completely despite the discussion. The air is thick with tension and finally Nick is the one who cuts it.

“Sick” Nick:
So call me crazy...

Max Venom:
Too easy.

“Sick” Nick:
...But I have a memory like a flock of elephants. And last I remember seeing you around here, you left to live the high life in the WWE. Not even a year later and you're back in the land of the living. Wanna explain that one?

The expression on Max's face basically tells the whole story, a mix of anger, regret and even a little shame. He takes a moment to compose himself before answering.

Max Venom:
WWE? They hired me to be Max Venom, they got Max Venom and they couldn't handle Max Venom. See, I didn't give a shit about the snide remarks about who I was, the piss-poor attempts at ribs or the general dumbass jock mentality of the place. I worked my ass off, waiting for my call-up, and I came this close. I made a mistake, Nick. I made a mistake and if I hadn't have made it, right now I wouldn't be here. Right now, I'd be part of something that's a pretty big deal. From there, who knows?

“Sick” Nick:
Are you going to tell us this mistake or just be all cryptic about it? You didn't botch kissing Vince's ass did you?

Max Venom:
That's not-

“Sick” Nick:
Because there's a few ways that could go real wrong and none of them are pretty.

Max pauses and Nick flashes him an award-winning smile. There's just a hint of anger from Venom as he starts to speak.

Max Venom:
Nothing like that. No, I'll tell you what happened. One night, I'm getting ready to work the dark match and there's a bunch of guys backstage, top talent, producers, Hall of Famers and they're all watching something and laughing their ass off. They see me, pull me over, laughing as they point at a laptop screen playing a YouTube show: Legacy Wrestling.

The fans boo loudly at this, some trying to start a number of anti-WWE chants. Nick looks at Max in a different way, understanding, feeling some of the same rage Max must've.

Max Venom:
So I stand up for Legacy Wrestling. Rip on the group, defend this company. Turns out they don't like young guys having an opinion there. I get sent home and later they work out a deal to quietly release me because of Linda's failed attempt at buying her way into power. And that's the scoop. That's why I'm back here.

“Sick” Nick:
I think that's the first time something remotely newsworthy has ever happened on this show... If you class backstage drama as newsworthy! Will the dirtsheets be quoting me? Is Dave Meltzer finally gonna answer my calls?

Nick lets himself enjoy the moment a bit but sees the suddenly very serious face Max has on. Aware of the danger, Nick keeps his eyes firmly on Max.

“Sick” Nick:
Well, that's tragic and all, and honestly, having you back is good for business... But now we hit the big question. The one that's been on everyone's lips. The reason you out here tonight and the reason I came back, as I wanted to know this myself. You ready for it?

Max Venom:
Of course I am.

“Sick” Nick:
Right... Max Venom, I and the rest of the Legacy Legion want to know... Whatever happened to Joseph Levison?

Max Venom:
Well, you see... Wait, what?

“Sick” Nick:
Levison! He was some critic guy who was just watching in the crowd and we kept cutting to him so I assume he was important and he said he had something to say but he never appeared again! I've been in suspense ever since and I was hoping you'd know something about it!

The non sequiturs Nick is throwing at Max is clearly starting to get to him but suddenly that trademark smirk emerges on his face. In response, Nick's smile drops, he's savvy enough to know that means trouble.

Max Venom:
You know why I wanted you over Gunther or King or Brooks or whoever they drag up to be a glorified mic stand? It's good business. Like at the Legacy Finale, that big tag team match. When I walked out on Reverend Daddy Joe, despite all appearances, that wasn't personal. It wasn't about the past, it was about the future. Replace Joe with anyone, I don't care. That was business, good business.

Venom is pacing the ring, getting into his stride. Nick for his part is letting it happen, watching to see where this leads.

Max Venom:
Let me take you back, based on the view count, most of you need the reminder. Gordon and Horror vs. me and Joe. Ink has barely dried on the paperwork giving Gordon control. I'm getting ready, prepared to kick ass whatever happens when Keith walks in and says the words that changes everything: “if you beat him, there'll be questions already”. If Robert Gordon loses that match, his leadership is under question and once again Legacy is plunged into anarchy. The iceberg has hit the ship and there's people fighting to be captain!

“Sick” Nick:
Nice timely Titanic reference.

Max Venom:
Timely? You know what was timely? Me getting signed by the WWE at the prime of my career. Half a year later and I'm back where I started. I can't go back there. I woudn't go to TNA if you held me at gunpoint. No, Legacy is now my only option and if I want my career to go anywhere, I need this place to finally stop rotting and start to grow. I made the decision that night to hand Gordon the win so we wouldn't enter the break with people questioning his reign. Don't read anything more into it than that.

“Sick” Nick:
So there's no romantic interest but how about a friends with benefits thing or-

And suddenly Nick is cut off as Max grabs his microphone! He tosses it aside and the two men stand face-to-face as the fans go wild! Nick finally backs off a little and motions for Max to continue his promo.

Max Venom:
We've got a company full of people who say they love this place, call it whatever you want, but they're all talk. Your “Legacy Leader” who sucks up to the fans but buckles whenever this place needs him most. Your “F'n Legend” who was the first to bail when the fans, all of you, were crying out for a hero. Your “World Champion” who seems content to be a belt pillow rather than the champion this place is desperate for! And hell, let's not overlook guys on the opposite side of the fence. Your NIN Horrors, your Peep's Champs, your Stone Colds... All anti-Legacy, against this place but never willing to fight for real change. Cowards. Everyone on this roster is a damn coward.

Even the fans who were in Max's corner before are turning on him now as he runs down the roster. Max doesn't care though, in full rant mode.

Max Venom:
But you know what? At least they're here! It might just be for the paycheck or the ego boost but they're here! You know how many guys this place has reached out to from its past? Guys who talk a big game about how much you people mean to them and how important this place is... I could namedrop a whole bunch and this arena would erupt with love and adoration... Yeah, those guys, they don't give a damn about this company and they don't give a damn about you. I'm here, doing whatever it takes to drag my surroundings up to a higher level and I don't get an ounce of respect for it. Those long-absent relics of the past, however, most of whom are likely lying half-dead in a gutter somewhere, they're the ones who get all the respect!

“Sick” Nick:
Cut the crap.

The fans erupt into cheers as Nick, holding his discarded microphone, finally cuts Max off.

“Sick” Nick:
I might've felt a little pity for your “woe is me” story earlier but I've heard enough of this whining to know exactly what this is: The old Max Venom cry for attention. No one does it better.

Max Venom:
Oh, maybe but I learnt from the best, Nick. Just ask Alexei Petrovich, if we ever find him. I might be out here stirring the pot tonight but I'm doing it for a good cause. It's good business. Unlike everyone else on or off the roster, I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make this place better. I'm the goddamn saviour of this company and no one seems to want to admit it!

“Sick” Nick:
Well, maybe there's a reason, and here's a hint: It isn't about some lack of respect to you. Maybe people are seeing through the all the crap you spout. Maybe if you started being honest and stopped with your dumb crooked smile and your whining, you might actually get some of that respect you so crave.

Max Venom:
You're going to lecture me on respect? “Sick” Nick? I worked my ass off through the indies, climbing up the cards, honing my craft and perfecting my art. You got your break by setting yourself on fire and toppling off something high! There's only one thing I respect about you and that's your self-preservation. You got out before you got exposed. So now you're the weird uncle no one likes to talk about, occasionally crashing the party to tell bad jokes and talk to a fucking statue. The reason I wanted you tonight is that it's good business. People will come in droves to see Max Venom and “Sick” Nick lock horns. It's a shame they'll leave disappointed.

“Sick” Nick:
Yeah, I think they were all hoping you'd have quelled that raging ego of yours.

Max Venom:
No... See, the way this should end, the way they want it to end is you hitting me. Being the hero that thwarts the evil Max Venom who made them think and hurt their tiny little brains. But then what, Nick? Escalation. Conflict. Open war. Can you really do that again? I've seen you tonight and through all the jokes and smiles, you know exactly how dangerous I am. So you won't.

“Sick” Nick:
You talk too much.

Nick swings and the crowd goes wild... but stops just short of Max's face. He's smirking at Nick, no attempt to block or avoid the incoming punch. Nick and Max stare-off as the fans desperately chant for Nick to strike Max.

Max Venom:
You made the right choice.

With that, Max leaves as the fans start to boo. Nick stares at the retreating Max, clearly conflicted as Stackowitz starts to talk to him off-mic. Legacy goes to commercial.

[Absolute Horror]

Legacy Online comes back from break and we’re backstage, on a tight shot of a gleaming, glistening steel spool of brand new barbed wire. A stagehand with very heavy leather gloves carefully unwinds about a foots worth of wire, snipping it off with a pair of clippers before handing to someone, who as the camera pans to reveal is non other than the New Horror Show NIN Horror. Dressed in a very expensive looking black suit NIN holds the wire in his bare hands and inspects it carefully, eventually turning to his side as the camera continues to pan to reveal… Legacy Boss Robert Gordon.

Wearing a sports parka ahead of his big match Gordon looks at the wire in Horror’s hand with a scowl, taking it in his own hand as he pokes the tip of his thumb into one of the barbs. It doesn’t take long at all for a drop of blood to drip out of his thumb, and Gordon contemptibly clinches the wire in his fist.

Horror: You’re going to get cut, you’re going to bleed and have no doubt about it, you’re going to be left with scars from this. But you have to remember why you’re doing this; when you get thrown into that wire, believe me, it’s going to happen, but when your whole body is wrapped in that wire you mustn’t forget what’s at stake. This is about more than pride, this is about more than just you and Joe, this about Legacy, this is about this business. We’re at a crossroads here and we have to go down the right path, and you, Robert Gordon, are the one who has to lead us down that path.

Gordon squints his eyes and nods his head, barely able to hide a smug grin creeping onto his face during this serious prep talk.

Horror: If you lose control of this company than we will again be plunged into chaos, madness will reign and the sport that we’ve both dedicated our lives to will again be turned into a sick, cruel joke. You can’t lose control of this company to the animals Gordon, those people out there in the stands who just want blood and debauchery and couldn’t care less about the performers wasting their lives for them.

The boos coming from the live audience are audible all the way back here in the inner hallways of Legacy Hall, as talking about the fans gives both men a sour look on their faces.

Horror: You can’t lose this company to Joe, to Williams or to any of the other sycophants and useful idiots. I’ve worked too hard, you’ve worked too hard to let this company become a circus again, you can’t let that happen. You can’t let that happen tonight, we can’t let that happen any other night. You need to remind these people exactly who is in control here, and you gotta do it by ripping RDJ to shreds out there in that very ring. Now tell me… can you do this.

Robert Gordon looks very serious, his eyes slipping to the strand of barbed wire gripped tightly in his fist. With a detriment scowl he throws the wire to floor and points the bleeding tip of his thumb into his chest.

Gordon: I have to!

NIN Horror nods with a fiendish grin and slaps Gordon on the shoulder, chuckling to himself as Legacy Online goes to the next segment…

[Joker Jr]

[It appears your looking threw another persons eyes as you see Ace Andrews across the room playing cards at a Vegas casino.]

Unknown: Dark Angal as you can see I've been keeping an watchful eye on a friend of ours and today (1/12/13) must be the most unluckiest day of his life. It started at 13:13 (military time) when he awoken, it took him 26 (13/13) minutes to get ready, another 13 minutes to get down to the casino floor (169 (13x13) steps down from his room if he had taken the stairs), he brought $14,000 with him but the cashier only gave him $13,000 in chips, he unknowly set down at table 13, he is now on his 13th hand with the last of his money on the line, his game of choice is blackjack and he has 13......

[Ace Andrews takes another card and busts.]

Unknown: Hmmmm to bad I really thought he was going to win that one but you know what they say it gets worst before it gets better. What do you think Dark Angal should we make it better for Mr. Andrews?

[Ace Andrews gets up from the table and makes his way out of the Vegas casino. The guy whose eyes you are looking threw gets up as well and follows Ace Andrews out of the Vegas casino and into the darken cold parking lot.

Unknown: Hm! 2,197 (13x13x13) steps.......ACEY POO!!!

[Ace Andrews turns around and jumps back in fright. The unknown person whose eyes you are looking down looks down at his own hands to show a gun.]

Ace Andrews: WAIT! I don't have any money.

Unknown: You think I'm here to rob you?

Ace Andrews: You can have the car.

Unknown: Ace it disappoints me that you don't know your on handy work but I did progress it hope you don't mind.

Ace Andrews: The Peep's Champ?

Unknown: NO HE's DEAD!

Ace Andrews: Chase?

Unknown: NO HE'S DEAD!

Ace Andrews: HUH?

Unknown: THEIR ALL DEAD EXCEPT FOR ME!

Ace Andrews: Chase what happen to you was a mistake and I would give anything to undo it.

Unknown: I told you he's dead and that's why I'm here to collect what you owe me.

Ace Andrews: What?

[Suddenly a shot fires and Ace Andrews goes down holding his arm.]

Ace Andrews: YOU SON OF A BITCH YOU SHOT ME IN THE ARM!

Unknown: Stop whining its only a rubber bullet and that's not all I'm going to do.

[The still unknown person begins to attack the arm of Ace Andrews. He grabs the arm and turns Ace Andrews over jerking the arm upward as he stomps on it before yanking on it some more.]

Unknown: Why ain't it popping off? You know like it does on the little dollies.

[He pulls the arm behind Ace Andrews back and presses it against it in a hammerlock before he nails some elbows shots and yanks on it some more.]

Unknown: COME OFF ALREADY!


[Suddenly he stops and looks around.]

Unknown: Wait......what?

[He gets up and looks at the roofs of the buildings that surround him.]

Unknown: I hear you up there Dark Angal looking down upon a city in need of a hero. However you do nothing but stand up there on your perch looking down on those in need. It doesn't matter where your at Vegas or New York your no hero Dark Angal........DO YOU HEAR ME YOUR NO HERO!!!

Ace Andrews: I will give you anything will you just stop?


[He looks back to see Ace Andrews propped up by a Car clinching his arm.]

Unknown: Well what I want is YOU ARM!


[He runs at Ace Andrews and nails a running stomp smashing Ace Andrews arm into the car. He pulls Ace Andrews back down so he is laying on the ground and applies THE COST (Submission Impossible by Zeno Ion) and you here a snap.]

Unknown: SNAP INTO A ACE ANDREWS OHHHH YEAHHHH!!!

[He slowly gets up looking down at Ace Andrews as he rolls around screaming out in pain.]

Unknown: Dark Angal do you know the old saying it'll cost you a arm? Well just as Acey Poo just learned you will learn it to! You see Dark Angal over the years many personalities have shared this body and some of them where Nice and thought you deserved a chance. However a little bump to the head made all the other voices disappear and now only one remains.

[The still unknown person takes the coin once used by The Peep's Champ and a lighter from his pocket. He begins to burn the good side of the coin.]

Unknown: He doesn't think you deserve a chance, he thinks all the others where weak, and now he is calling the shots.........HOT!!!

[He starts tossing the coin into the air before catching it in his hand.]

Coin: ISSSSSSSST

[He opens his hand to show the burns the coin just caused and that both sides are now the same.]

Unknown: Now like the coin both sides of him are the same.......BAD!!! You see all the doctors said they was no helping Chase that he would have to live the rest of his life Two Faced...........but he found a way to prove them wrong!

[Sudden he tosses the coin away before he brings his hand up to his face and the camera begins to move. The camera spins around toward him......................]

Mistah J.J: He had me embrace the burns as he cover my entire face with them and then he added a smile BECAUSE HE'S BACK AND MORE CRAZIER THEN EVERRRR!

[He brings the camera closer to his face.]

Mistah J.J: I am at my greatest form and I feel more a live then I've even been. I am no longer weaken by those before me and soon the world will know how good an angel is with broken wings. Dark Angal I'm coming for you and you can't hide because this beauitful face will haunt you in your darkest nightmares. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

[The camera falls to the ground and the last image you see is Mistah J.J's foot as he smashes the camera.][/i]

(OOC:At this time this is short term I am set on retireing from e-feding but I feel the Dark Angel Vs .......Me storyline is still unfinished.)

[The Reverend Daddy Joe]

The scene settles on RDJ sitting on a bench on the locker room, his short ring robe on over his wrestling gear with the hood pulled up, his head looking down towards the ground leaving his face concealed.

"So it's all come down to this, this 'Battle for New York.' A catchy name that conceals what this is really about, what the stakes really are in this match. I've fought for titles, I've fought for careers, and I've fought to prove points, but tonight is the biggest fight of my caree- of my life.

People call us a 'blood and guts' show, and for good reason. What this roster has done to each other over the years no few other professional wrestlers would ever dare. Why would we do this? Because we always prided ourselves on being the toughest, bravest, roughest group of bastards this sport has ever seen. We built this reputation, this legacy, from day one. I take pride in that, but other people... other people shy away from it.

People say places like this are going the way of the dinosaurs. That professional wrestling is dead. These people say that 'Sports Entertainment' is the way of the future. People say that people don't want the sport, they want the circus. It doesn't help that one of those people helped found this company. Robert Gordon turned his back on what this place stood for, and he has worked tirelessly to erode not only the spirit of this company, but helped degrade the spirit of this business."

RDJ pulls his hood back and looks up at the camera. He grabs the belt next to him and holds it up to display the elaborate design of the FHT Hardcore title.

"This belt here isn't a recognized title, but it is a symbol. This belt founded this company. I have held this title 66 times, the things I have done for the honor of carrying this belt are horrific, the things that have been done to me to take them forever scar my body and have taken years from my life. This belt is a tribute to every person who ever walked in that door and was willing to do anything to be recognized as successful while being true to person they are. This isn't a title for sell outs, this is a belt for men who knew they could go the distance by sheer will and fortitude, and not take those short cuts like having catch phrases and gimmicks to get ahead. This is a belt for professional wrestlers.

Tonight I am placing the spirit of this company on the line for a chance to wrestle away control from someone who sold out, and wants to force every one of us to sell out with him. He's ashamed of what he became, and his only solace is to force us down that road with him. I'm not going to allow that to happen. As long as their is a breath in my body I will fight his 'Sports Entertainment' from tainting our home.

I'm leaving with this belt, and I am leaving with this company, because I would rather burn this building down to the ground than to rob it of it's soul.

["Sick" Nick™]

The camera shot switches to the ring, where "Down With The Sickness" by Disturbed starts to play. "Sick" Nick emerges from behind the curtain and makes his way to the ring. As Nick enters the ring, he is handed a microphone.

“Sick” Nick:
On the last Legacy Online of 2012 I tried to make history... And I failed. I was this close. [Nick holds up his thumb and pointer finger within an inch of each other.] This close to being the first ever wrestler in history to hold the FHT, Elite and Legacy championships. But Red Ninja was the better man that night.

I stood in that ring with Red Ninja and we went toe to toe and nose to nose. For every move Ninja made, I matched it. For every move I made, Ninja matched me. But then I had Ninja up on my shoulder and he was coming down to his inevitable doom... Or so I thought. Ninja grabbed my arm on his way down and locked me in a Triangle Choke Hold. I fought my hardest to get out, but in the end I did something that I usually don't do... I Tapped out.

Ninja. I stand here tonight determined to make history! I stand here asking you for one more shot! I have beaten you in the past and tonight I will beat you to make history. So come on out and accept my challenge.

Nick stands in the ring and waits for Ninja's music to hit, but instead gets "Fanfare for the Common Man" by Aaron Copland, as Robert Gordon slowly walks out.

Robert Gordon:
You want another shot? You blew your shot! You came to me before the last show and begged me for a shot at the title, and being the generous man that I am, I gave it to you.

“Sick” Nick:
I begged for nothing! I earned that shot.

Robert Gordon:
You earned nothing! And you lost. You lost... You have been losing a lot lately. I mean, let's take a look at your record in Legacy matches... You are 1-5. You lost to Ninja. You lost to Alexei... Anti-Legacy... Scorpio and Sgt. Trash Can... I mean, you even lost to Brad Baxter! And the FHT Hardcore title... You even lost that without even being in a match. In the past year, all you have been is a loser! And now you want another title shot? I mean, when was the last time you held a top title? 2005?

“Sick” Nick:
I held the ELITE World Heavyweight Championship in 2009.

Robert Gordon:
Yea, like that counts. I am talking about real championships! The last time you held the FHT Undisputed Championship was almost seven and a half years ago! That makes you worthy of another title shot?

“Sick” Nick:
You know a couple weeks ago was my 10 year anniversary. December 31st, 2002, I walked into this company. Ten years later I stand here today. Yes, I am a step slower. I am not as strong. I may not even be as resilient as I once was. I am damn sure more achy then I was ten years ago. But there is one thing that I still have, maybe even more now than ever... Determination! I stand here today willing to do whatever it takes to get the job done. My body may not allow me to finish the job, but you better damn believe I will do what I can to try to succeed.

Robert Gordon:
That was beautiful. Buuuuut, this company is going in another direction. This company needs a strong champion. A champion that exemplifies excellence. A champion like, like this man . . .

"Glass Shatters" by Disturbed hits and out walks Stone Cold Steve Austin.

Robert Gordon:
This man held the WWE on his back in the 90s and he can hold this company on his back as we turn the page to a new chapter! This man has the abilities to be a champion. A champion's mindset. And a champion's charisma! Stone Cold Steve Austin is a champion that I could be proud of, this company be proud of and these fans can be proud of! The future of this company needs Stone Cold as it's champion!

“Sick” Nick:
Interesting. Your choice for champion is a man who actually has less wins in Legacy then I do. A man, who I beat for my only win in Legacy. So if I am a loser, what does that make him?

Stone Cold Steve Austin:
You can stand there and run your mealy little mouth all you want. Stone Cold Steve Austin can and will whip anyone's ass that steps through those ropes! That includes you or that pajama wearing son of a bitch, Red Ninja.

Crowd:
WHAT!?!

Stone Cold Steve Austin:
I am done playing games for these fans and you.

Crowd:
WHAT!?!

Stone Cold Steve Austin:
I am sick and tired of the 'whats'.

Crowd:
WHAT!?!

Stone Cold Steve Austin:
I carried the WWE on my back. I carried the FHT on my back. And now I am going to carry this God forsaken company on my back. And that's the bottom line. 'Cause, Stone Cold said so!

As Stone Cold drops his famous line, the Makai Club Theme starts to play and the Legacy champion walks out onto the stage.

Red Ninja:
You know Gordon, Nick's got a point. If Austin is the #1 contender and Nick has a win over him... That makes Nick just as worthy. As this companies CURRENT [Red Ninja emphasizes the word 'current' as he stares into the eyes of Robert Gordon with disgust.] champion... A fighting champion. I wouldn't mind face either of these men. Why don't we have a #1 contender's match here tonight. Austin versus Nick part II! The winner... Faces me next week!

The fans explode at the thought.

Robert Gordon:
That's great that you are the current champion. But I am the CURRENT man in charge! And Nick is not worth...

Crowd:
WE WANT NICK VS AUSTIN!!! [Clap. Clap. Clap, clap, clap!]

Robert Gordon:
Like I was saying, Nick is not worth...

Crowd:
WE WANT NICK VS AUSTIN!!! [Clap. Clap. Clap, clap, clap!]
WE WANT NICK VS AUSTIN!!! [Clap. Clap. Clap, clap, clap!]
WE WANT NICK VS AUSTIN!!! [Clap. Clap. Clap, clap, clap!]
WE WANT NICK VS AUSTIN!!! [Clap. Clap. Clap, clap, clap!]

Robert Gordon:
Fine! You want it... You got it! But don't come crying to me when Nick loses another match!

After Gordon finishes berating the crowd, he storms past Ninja as he heads to the back. Austin and Nick are locked in a stare down as Ninja now leaves the stage and Legacy Online goes to a commercial break.

["Sick" Nick™]

As Legacy comes back from the break, Stone Cold has made his way to the ring. Nick, looking determined to make history next week, waits for the bell to ring. But just as the bell is about to ring, "Fanfare for the Common Man" plays again, and out struts a not so happy Robert Gordon. He makes his way to the commentary booth and joins Gary King and Gregory Brooks.

The bell finally rings and the two men go at it. It's an even match with neither man getting the advantage for long. Kicks and punches are thrown. Blocks and reverses take place. For ten minutes, these two ware each other down.

Finally the match gets down to a fist fight with Nick and Austin trading blows back and forth. Austin, using his superior brawling skills, backs Nick into the corner. Stone Cold takes a couple of steps back and taunts Nick out of the corner of the ring. As Nick steps out, Austin levels him with a Lou Thesz Press and pummels him with fists. Austin pops off Nick mouthing obscenities to him and the crowd. As Nick gets up, he is met with a stiff kick to the midsection. Austin goes for a Stone Cold Stunner... But just when it is looking its grimmest for Nick, he grabs hold of Austin's head and falls back, hitting an awkward Zig Zag/Jumping Reverse Bulldog, before Austin can hit the Stunner.

With both men out, Gordon is flipping out in a rage. The refs count continues to get higher but is broken at 5 as Nick gets up. Nick climbs the turnbuckles as the ref checks on Stone Cold. Gordon flips off his head phones as he leaps up, know he only has a split second to act. He leaps up onto the apron and grabs hold of Nick's leg for a second as Nick slips free. "Sick" Nick uncomfortably leaps off the top rope. As Austin is getting up, his head and Nick's heads collide, and the two crash to the mat.

Gordon throws his hands on his head as he looks away.

Harry Hebner:
One... Two... Three...

Gordon slams his fists on the apron, trying to will Stone Cold up off the mat.

Harry Hebner:
Four... Five... Six...

Stone Cold starts to move.

Harry Hebner:
Seven... Eight...

Stone Cold is getting up as Gordon is slamming his fists on the apron with all his might.

Harry Hebner:
Nine . . . . .

Austin collapses back down.

Harry Hebner:
TEN!

Erik Knights:
The following contest has ended in a draw!

Gordon buries his head in his arms on the apron as the ref checks on both men.

Gary King:
But if there is a draw, who is the #1 contender?

[Former FHT Employee Daniel Ice]

Return Match

-vs-

As Gary King and Gregory Brooks stall for time while an official announcement is made about Austin/Nick, they're interrupted by Brad Baxter who declares himself the "Speaker of the Speechless" and demands the entirety of Legacy stop fretting about whatever else is happening and focus on the important issue: Brad Baxter.

Once again Brad is cut off by a cry of "Legacy Legion!" and the arrival of Dark Angel, who as before gets a massive reaction from the fans. Angel spends time greeting the fans ringside which suddenly backfires as Brad comes flipping over the ropes, taking out the Legacy Legion Leader! Brad is like a house on fire, just throwing punches and kicks down on the prone Angel as commentary talk about what an upset this could be, if Brad got a big win over Angel.

Brad whips Angel into the barricade but gets a little cocky, charging in and finding no one home. Angel takes Baxter into the ring for the match to officially begin. Angel starts methodical and soon finds his footing, clearly having not lost a step despite his recent knee surgery. Some basic power wrestling gives Angel the advantage but his attempt at a sleeper hold gives Brad the chance to fight back. Distracting the referee, Brad hits a low blow and starts to take advantage. There's little technique to Brad's assault, clearly driven by anger stemming from years at the bottom of the card, but its effective at keeping Angel down. Brooks speculates that Angel might've come back too early after surgery to "play hero" to the Legacy Legion and now he's going to pay for it.

Brad gets Angel into the corner but loses focus taunting the crowd. He's caught charging in and thrown away by the powerful Angel and when he quickly tries again, he meets a huge big boot that nearly takes his head off. King notices how Angel is looking around, constantly aware of his surroundings just in case the newly-christened Mistah J.J. turns up. Angel is done messing around with Baxter who meets an absolute barrage of pure power from the true Leader of the Legacy Legion. Rights and lefts turn into suplexes and backdrops as Baxter's fury-driven intensity is worn down. Angel does take a brief moment to have some fun and holds a stalling brainbuster for an amazing fifteen seconds while the audience counts. From there though, things are academic, a rolling elbow that almost knocks Baxter clean out and the Unearthly Destroyer that finishes the job. One three count later and to the delight of the fans, Angel has pulled out the victory.

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Erik Knights:
Here is your winner, DARK ANGEL!

[Angel raises a giant fist in the area as the Legacy audience applauds for their hero. He heads ringside for an impromptu meet-and-greet, so we cut to the announce desk with Gary King and Gregory Brooks, with Brooks more occupied with his phone than hosting the show]

Gary King:
A great homecoming for the Leader of the Legacy Legion! We've got some huge matches still to come here on Legacy Online, including Keith Williams taking on Heavy Metal Snail and that huge Battle For New York match between Robert Gordon and Reverend Daddy Joe, so... Would you stop?

[Brooks has been texting the entire time and looks at King in confusion, then realisation]

Gregory Brooks:
Sorry, business. Won't be a moment...

Gary King:
Come on, Brooks, we're on camera right now! Try to be a least a little professional and-

[King is interrupted by an incoming text sound. He sighs but Brooks scans the message and a huge grin breaks out on his face]

Gregory Brooks:
Oh, this is huge! Where's the arena microphone...

Gary King:
What are you doing?

[There's some static over the arena speakers as Brooks takes the microphone, drawing people's attention, even as Angel is halfway up the ramp]

Gregory Brooks:
Attention everyone, I have here a memo from the office of Robert Gordon, your boss and mine!

[Loud boos directed to the announce desk while Angel stands on the ramp, expression troubled, clearly not liking where this is headed already]

Gregory Brooks:
Gordon would like to welcome Dark Angel back to his company first and forthmost, and no one is as glad as Robert Gordon that the Leader of the Legacy Legion has managed to recover from the career-threatening injury he got in mysterious circumstances.

[And the fans aren't happy with that one, knowing there's nothing mysterious about it. Angel holds his reaction, almost knowing the worst is yet to come]

Gregory Brooks:
Gordon knows, however, that both Angel and his loyal fans certainly want something bigger than Brad Baxter and as such, is proud to announce a major match for next week's Legacy Online! At the behest of Mistah J.J. Robert Gordon has approved his match request and we'll be seeing Dark Angel and Mistah J.J. lock up in a Three Falls to the Finish match! Not only this, but J.J. has made some alterations to the core concept that'll ensure the match will be even more interesting!

[While there's a small pop for the announcement of Angel in action next week, its quickly replaced by booing as they hear the full stipulation and read into the larger implications]

Gregory Brooks:
Robert Gordon would like to wish both men good luck next week and to Angel in particular, he'd like to ask you to avoid getting injured. Thanks everyone!

[More boos as Angel stares across the arena at Brooks who shrugs casually at Angel as he sits down. A deep breath, a slight nod, as Angel realises what's coming for him next week]

Gary King:
Well, that's a major announcement for next week but still, Angel is just back from injury and this is how he's being brought back? A match against that dangerous psychotic, the former Peep's Champ?

Gregory Brooks:
Hey, Robert Gordon is just giving everyone what they want! Mistah J.J. asked for the match, these fans want to see Angel in action and Angel wants to please these fans! Everyone's a winner here!

[Keith Williams]

Legacy comes back from commercial to find Keith Williams already standing in the ring. He has a mic in his hand.

Keith Williams:
For those of you in attendance and you watching at home. You might have noticed that I have no intro music, no pyro, no nothing. It seems that our "benevolent" owner Robert Gordon has decided that I don't need any of those. He thinks I should just come out here and face any one that he seems fit to throw at me. Doesn't even have the decency to tell me who I am going up tonight. But Gordon, listen to me. You can give me "jobber entrance", don't tell me who I am facing up till the last second, send me to all the corners of the planet, but that won't break me. You have something I want. I want back MY Legacy.

You think you were so smart in your little backroom dealings that resulted in you getting ownership of Legacy. You couldn't be a man and face me in this ring. Instead you use lawyers and handshake deals to get it done. You then have the nerve to put my shares on the line tonight against RDJ. He shouldn't be the one facing you in the main event. It should be me! If anyone is to get control of Legacy, its yours truly....

Just then "The Trooper" by Iron Maiden hits as the crowd rises to their feet. A few seconds after the opening cords, Heavy Metal Snail comes out. The fans pop as Snail makes his way down the ring and slaps hands with various fans along the guard rail. He then steps into the ring and stands face to face with Keith Williams.

Keith Williams:
You? You're my opponent? Snail nods his head yes. Look kid, No offense but you should turn around and walk back behind that curtain. I've seen your medical file. Its not even been two months since you broke your collarbone and suffered what some were saying was a career ending concussion. I don't want to be the one to send you to the wrestler retirement home.

Snail grabs the mic from Keith's' hand. He raises it to speak but instead slaps Keith across the face. Keith head gets turn to the side and a hand goes up to cover where Snail slapped him. He turns his head around and he is smiling. He shakes his head no and the mic picks him up saying "nice try but I'm not falling for that". Snail then slaps Keith a second time.

Heavy Metal Snail:
I didn't come out here to have you pity me. I came out here to fight!

Keith looks at Snail and mouths "ok kid, its your funeral". With that a ref comes sliding into the ring and calls for the bell..

As the match began, Keith Williams didn’t bother holding back on the Young Lion of Legacy, hitting him with a variety of stiff punches to the head and stomach. While Snail did try to fend for himself and block the shots, Keith delivered them with such power and ferocity that most attempts at defense from his smaller opponent proved to be futile. Keith continued his assault on Snail by backing him into the corner and hitting him with some hard knife edge chops. Not to be outdone, Snail managed to catch one and turn Keith into the corner, hitting several knife edged chops of his own. This prompted a pretty slick string of strike exchanges. Keith’s rugged, western style brawling of tagging Snail with simply brute strength punches was countered with Snail elegantly brutal Japanese influenced stiff kicks and chops. For a couple minutes, the match is simply the two exchanging strike chains culminating with both men tossing hard elbows to each other’s faces, the crowd trading off “OOHS!” for each elbow. The first throw of the match came when Keith stunned Snail with a backfist and ran off the ropes only to get armdragged by Snail. Snail then was the one that controlled the match, keeping Keith on his toes with a variety of big moves including a springboard side kick that almost got a three count. Keith did get some offense in, blocking a few of Snail shots and even getting a rebound lariat in but the match was mostly Snail. That is until Keith countered a Headbanger attempt with a double knee armbreaker which dumped the match momentum on its head

Keith then began to attack the recently healed arm of Snail which did cause the crowd to boo somewhat. Keith still hadn’t worked out all his bad guy inclinations it seemed. Keith mostly stuck to strikes, knee dropping and punching the arm for example. Things got a bit technical when Keith locked in an armbar, causing a bit of a submissions battle. Snail ended up reversing the armbar with a jackknife pin that almost got a three count. In a response to Keith’s attack on the arm, Snail began to assault the leg of Keith with some hard right kicks followed by a spinning toe hold. When Keith got out, it became a battle of limb targeting, with Keith going after the injured shoulder and Snail attacking Keith’s leg with both focusing their strikes and holds on the respective body parts among their usual offense. This led to a rather slick chain wrestling sequence where Keith reversed a short arm clothesline attempt with a Fujiwara armbar which Snail reversed into a single leg Boston Crab. Keith ended up powering out of the crab and tried to go for another armbreaker, but Snail had already wised up to the strategy of Keith and reversed it with a spinbuster. Snail then hit a running senton splash on Keith before hitting a vicious flip legdrop to the neck. Snail then sought to bring an end to the match by setting up Keith for a Die For Metal but Keith turned his way out of it and countered it with a back suplex.

Keith then tried to get the match back in his favor by throwing Snail onto the apron and hitting him with several elbows to the throat. He then turned him around and hit a hip toss over the apron followed by a sliding forearm. Keith then went back to the arm and got the match in his favor with a vicious scissored armbar that Snail only just got out of thanks to a lucky break in getting his foot on the bottom rope. Keith then stomped the ground looking to hit his signature superkick to finish the match. However, as soon as he got his foot in the air, Snail caught it and turned Keith around to hit him with a German Suplex. He followed this up with the next two suplexes in his signature For Whom The Bell Tolls combo. With Keith down, Snail waited for him to stand and went for the Mosh Pit. However, he only got halfway to lifting him up before Keith got his wits about him and planted his feet back on the ground. With that, he twisted out of the Mosh pit and set Snail up for the Perfectplex. He managed to lift Snail all the way up in the air but as soon as he reached the apex, Snail kneed him several times and forced Keith to drop him back on his feet. Snail then got out of the hold, made his way behind Keith and lifted him up for the Inverted Cross. Keith got his way out and threw another Superkick but ducked and when Keith turned around, he ended up eating a Distortion Neckbreaker. With Keith now on the ground, Snail went to the top rope and jumped off hitting the Stage Dive for the 1-2-3 and the win.

*match by Heavy Metal Snail

[Austin]

We see Steve Austin backstage, sitting down, undoing his wrist tape as Harold Gunther walks in.

Gunther: Steve?

Austin doesn't respond.

Gunther: Stone Cold?

Still nothing.

Gunther: Mr. Austin?

Austin looks up at Gunther, giving a rather dirty glare.

Austin: What in the hell do you want ya greasy-haired bastard?

Gunther: All I just want to know is how you think the match with Nick went?

Austin: Well, did I win?

Gunther: Uh...no.

Austin: Then how do you think I feel?

Gunther: Not...happy?

Austin: Holy shit son, that's the first intelligent thing I've heard from you. Of course I'm not happy, I get my hands on Sick Nick, a shitstain on the butt-hole of Legacy and I can't get the job done. Sick gets to go home thinking he's pulled another one out of the rabbit hole, and it makes me sick.

Gunther: Don't you think it is weird that Robert Gordon picked up you for a number one contenders match?

Austin: What are you saying?

Gunther: Well...uh...

Austin: Choose those next words wisely unless you want to eat your big mac and fries out of a damn blender. All I'm trying to do is make a run at this thing, to prove the dog that's been kicked for ten damn years can still go. Sick Nick is trying to be George Foremnan, he's trying be a gee golly shucks just so he can some more money. I don't need money and I don't need the support of those people out there. Whatever Robert Gordon decides to do next week, it's up to him. We're not in cahoots, no funny business going on. Next week, I walk out with the World Championship, that's all that matters. Now get out.

Gunther quickly turns and runs right into the door, picks himself back-up and quickly exits.

[robert]

We see the ring crew putting the finishing touches on the barbed-wire that surrounds ringside as anticipation is being to build. We see ring announcer Erik Knights, who is standing at ringside.

Erik: Ladies and gentlemen, this contest is YOUR LEGACY MAIN EVENT! In this contest, there is no count-outs, no disqualifications, and the only way to win is via pin or submission. If Robert Gordon wins, he will receive the Reverend Daddy Joe's belt, and if Joe wins, he takes over Legacy.

"Man With Harmonica" begins to play as Robert Gordon makes his walk down to ringside, flanked by Crusher Casey. He is dressed normally and his fists are taped. Gordon enters the ring, as the buzz begins for Joe's entrance.

"Back in Black" begins to play as the Reverend Daddy Joe makes his entrance, much to the delight of the native New York crowd. Joe is also in normal gear as he enters the barbed-wired ring.

Brooks: I don't know how smart it is for Joe to wear his normal entrance gear.

King: Gordon did the same thing, why are you not questioning him?

Both men meet in the center of the ring and lock-up as Joe begins to drive Gordon into the wire. Gordon quickly disengages as Joe gets a side head-lock on, but Gordon begins to drive him into the wire. Gordon actually picks him up in the air and tries to drop him crotch-or-body first onto the wire, but Joe actually takes Gordon with the headlock.

Brooks: People expect a war, and Joe is trying to wrestle. Who knew?

King: Well, some people forget that Joe has always been a mat-wrestler, but he's more well-know for being a hardcore wrestler.

Joe still has the headlock on, but Gordon manages to roll Joe onto his back for a quick pin attempt.

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Joe kicks out and both men are standing again. Gordon lets out a few jabs at Joe, some connect but Joe blocks them or gets away. Gordon connects with a hard boot to the gut and clubs Joe in the back a few times. Gordon them slams Joe and hits a quick elbow drop. Gordon then bullies Joe towards the wiring.

King: Gordon is using his strength and size to his advantage. Gordon has five feet and forty pounds on Joe.

Gordon tries to maneuver Joe's head to the wiring, but Joe hits a few elbows to the gut of Gordon. Gordon responds with a few shots to the head of Joe, backs off and takes a running start towards Joe. Joe quickly moves out of the way and GORDON HITS THE WIRE CHEST FIRST! The fans are going wild as Joe nails a Russian Leg Sweep and goes for a cover!

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KICK OUT

We see that Gordon has became the first man to bleed in our contest, as a wound is coming out of his left arm. Joe notices and extends the left arm of Gordon and drops a few well places knees to the wound. The fans are delighted but that delight quickly dies out as Gordon manages to send Joe into the post, which is exposed thanks to the lack of turnbuckles.

King: The post as a weapon is something people forget about when it comes to a barbed-wire match.

Brooks: Gordon did not, obviously.

Gordon corners Joe against the well...corner and hits a few well-placed shots to the head. Joe is able to duck under a Gordon punch and almost hits the Nothern Lights Daddy Suplex, but a double-axe handle stops that. Gordon tries something else but Joe ducks under and drop toes him..into the mat? The crowd boos as the replay shows Crusher Casey moving the wire away from Gordon's head at the last minute.

Brooks: Talk about sacrificing life and limb from Crushey Casey.

King; Yeah, he may have cut his poor hands.

Brooks: Well, he makes his money with his hands!

Joes grabs a-hold of Gordon's bleeding left arm and Hangman's (Term for placing extremity between the ropes) the left arm of Gordon! A sick move that has Gordon screaming in pain, but a well-placed rake to the right eye of Joe allows a proper escape for Gordon. With Gordon back on his feet, Gordon nails a quick headbutt, and sends Joe into the wiring. Joe quickly stops but Gordon runs up behind him and rabbit punches Joe, and JOE FALLS FACE-FIRST INTO THE WIRING. The crowd goes nuts with anger, but Gordon seems to see no problem with this. Gordon then positions the right eye of Joe so that its right on the wire as Joe's screams might be drowned out by Gordon's laughter. Gordon even uses his right knee to drive the eye into the wiring. By the looks of it, a nasty gash has developed over the right eye of Joe.

King: This is not very good, he could face serious eye problems if this continues.

Gordon positions Joe against the post a delivers a few big side-elbows to the cut, which is bleeding pretty badly. The ref tries to get in-between, but Gordon shoves him out of the way. This gives Joe some time to set-up for a LOW BLOW and he DDT's Gordon which-sets up the Daddy Dream Lock! Anticipation is building as it seems like Gordon might tap, but Gordon powers out of it and lifts Joe into the air, Joe still attached. Gordon slams him down, which doesn't help since Joe clinches it in harder. Gordon tries one more time, and begins the process of ramming Joe into the wiring, but Joe is too smart for that and lets go. He smartly jumps onto Gordon and drives him down into the wiring, head first. Joe begins the process of entangling the arms of Gordon in the wiring, which causes quite amount of pain.

Brooks: This is how Andre the Giant felt, huh.

Joe does even more damage to the left arm of Gordon by wrenching it against the wire. This continues until Casey gets on the apron and grabs Joe by the head and drags him out of the ring. Casey grabs Joe and rams him back-first into the post. Casey puts Joe on the apron as Gordon grabs him for a suplex. Casey assists him as lifts Joe up in the air via the legs as Gordon Slingshot Suplexes Joe gut-first into the wire. Gordon goes for the pin:

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Joe kicks out.

Gordon signals to Casey, who tosses him a pair of wire cutters. Gordon snips at the bottom rope of wiring as he now has a portion of barbed-wire in his possession. Joe is back up however and comes through with a series of well-placed chops. Gordon drops the wire, as Joe hits a pulling piledriver straight onto the wire! He quickly goes for the cover!

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Joe grabs the wire from underneath Gordon who is now bleeding and wraps the wiring around the left-arm of Gordon and starts to stomp it in. Each stomp indents the wiring into the left-arm of Gordon. Joe untangles the wiring and then hits a running baseball slide into Crusher Casey, as Joe is now outside. Joe rummages beneath the ring and brings out a table.

Brooks: This is not A TB Match!

Joe gets into the ring and sets up the table on-top of the wiring, almost a de-facto turnbuckle. Gordon is back up as Joe takes him to the corner and slams the skull of Gordon into the set-up table a few times. The camera zooms in on the slick of blood on the table, as Gordon is down. Joe climbs the table with the wiring, wraps it onto his elbow/forearm and hits the Who's Your Daddy Drop, right into the no-heart of Gordon! He goes for the cover!

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Joe climbs back up to the table, but Gordon is able to hit a few good shots and he takes Joe off the table in a fire-mans-carry, for Greetings From Stamford! Gordon hits it, and goes for a cocky cover of laying against Joe.

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KICK-OUT!

Gordon rises and levels a few stomps at Joe and takes the wiring off Joe. Gordon wraps it around his own fist. Gordon puts Joe onto his feet and puts him a headlock, and begins to hit Joe in the right eye with the wired fist. This happens for about six punches or so. The ref finally gets Gordon off Joe, but Gordon returns to punching Joe in the cut repeatedly, much to the crowds anger as the ref has to lunge at Gordon, just to get him off. The ref begins to check on Joe's cut and even asks him if he wants to end it. Joe is stubborn through and through as he pushes the ref away and walks right into what could be a knockout punch from Gordon with the wire.

King: For the love of god Joe, your vision is not worth this. Don't go out like this.

Gordon signals to Knights who throws him a microphone as he being to address Joe who is being checked on by the ref.

Gordon: C'mon Joe, just give up. JUST DIE ALREADY. Do what is in your DNA, be from New York and be a failure. Be like everybody else in New York, and fail to live up to hype. I know that one, maybe two good shots pretty much ends this and I don't want a blind guy on the roster.

Gordon stops for a minute and barks something at Casey. Casey begins to move the steel steps across from each-other and rummages under ringside and comes out with a BARBED-WIRE BOARD! Casey places it between the steps, making a table.

Gordon: Lemme sing you a song: Stamford, Stamford. These vagabond blues in old New York.

Gordon goes over to Joe and hits a few more shots to the eye and taunts to the crowd and goes to grab Joe, BUT JOES THROWS SALT AT GORDON! Gordon is holding his eyes in pain as the fans start a "YOU SICK BASTARD" chant as Joe smiles. Joe rustles the barbed-wire away from Gordon's hands, and wraps it around his own hand. Joe screams "WHERE'S MY MONEY!" at a down Gordon. Casey begins to get on the apron and Joe notices and HIT'S CASE WITH A BARBED-WIRE BACKFIST! Casey isn't down, so ANOTHER BARBED-WIRE BACKFIST! Nothing yet, so A FINAL BARBED-WIRE BACKFIST! Casey finally falls down as Joe turns his attention to Gordon. Joe is met with a low-blow kick by Gordon who then makes a decision to retreat. Gordon gets onto the table that is still on-top of the wiring. Gordon is almost out, but Joe get's a-hold of Gordon's leg. Gordon manages to kick Joe away and is actually on the apron, when Joe gets in a few good shots at Gordon. Joe tries to suplex Gordon back into the ring, but Gordon blocks it. Gordon actually gets Joe in the air for a suplex, but Joe manages to fight it and lands safely on the apron. Both men exchange punches, and neither man is gaining the advantage. Finally, Joe ducks underneath a wild Gordon punch and grabs Gordon for a BELLY-TO-BACK SUPLEX THROUGH THE BARBED-WIRE BOARD!

King: Somebody stop this damn match.

Both men are down as the fans chant the usual stuff: Holy shit, that was awesome, etc. Joe is the first to get on his feet, and rummages underneath the ring. Joe takes...A BARBED-WIRE CHAIR. Joe throws the chair into the ring and drags Gordon into the ring. Joe grabs the chair and starts hitting the mat as Gordon begins to rise. Joe is about ready to clobber Gordon but NIN Horror comes running down to ringside. Joe sees the this and starts to swing in the general direction of Horror, who quickly exits the apron. What Joe doesn't notice is that AUSTIN ran out from the crowd and is behind Gordon.

King: Turn around Joe, turn around Joe.

Joe turns around as Austin takes the chair away and WHAM! Austin hits Joe with the chair, and then a few more times. Austin then gets Joe on his feet, and nails him with a Stone Cold Stunner.

King: For the love of god, Gordon is going to steal a victory.

Austin drags Gordon over to Joe and drapes Gordon's bleeding arm over Joe as the ref begins to count the pin.

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DING!

Knights: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner and NEW FHT HARDCORE CHAMPION....ROBERT GORDON!

Austin quickly leaves as Horror runs into the ring with Joe's belt. Casey is back-up and bleeding a bit as both men help Gordon to his feet. The ref wraps the belt around Gordon's waist, as Horror and Casey put Gordon on their shoulders like a Super Bowl winning coach. Brooks is also at ringside with a bottle of Champagne. The fans are throwing trash into the ring as the ref is helping Joe out of the ring. Legacy ends with Austin standing on the ramp, watching.

King: Are Robert Gordon and Steve Austin in cahoots? It seems like that. For Gregory Brooks who is currently making a fool out of himself, Good night.