Monday Night Legacy - May 11th, 2009

[Andre Roussimoff]

Monday, May 11^TH, 2009

Live from the FHT Arena, New York, NY--------------------

FHT HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP
Main Event Match

Lbm [c]
-vs-
Ace Andrews

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GLOBAL HONORED CROWN
Championship Match

Dark Angel [c]
-vs-
Crusher Casey



SINGLES
Match

The Fizz
-vs-
Uno

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- C O M M E N T A T O R S -
Gary King & Rachel Beckett

Gary King: WOW! What a show we are coming off of!

Rachel Beckett: Yea Gary, that Supershow was fantastic! I tell you Gary, we are running on all cylinders right now!

Gary King: You're right Racheal, and how about...

[Andre Roussimoff]

As Monday Night Legacy starts, “Down With The Sickness” by Disturbed hits the arena. The crowd goes nuts as the fan favorite is back! “Sick” Nick makes his way down the ramp and into the ring.

Crowd:
WELCOME BACK!!! WELCOME BACK!!! WELCOME BACK!!! WELCOME BACK!!! WELCOME BACK!!! WELCOME BACK!!! WELCOME BACK!!! WELCOME BACK!!! WELCOME BACK!!! WELCOME BACK!!!

Nick motions to the crowd to calm down, before he starts.

“Sick” Nick:
I wish I could say I’m glad to be back, but I can’t. For the last nine month revenge and anger was festering in me. I didn’t know who I was or where I was. I knew I had to come here but I couldn’t figure out why. Then it hit me… Literally. When I was hit in the head by Keith it started to come back. But it was still too fuzzy. I felt attached to Keith but I didn’t know why. I knew he was the one to bring my memory back… And unfortunately for him, he did.

Nick looks straight into the camera with a serious look on his face.

“Sick” Nick:
You took the FHT away from me. You took the only thing I loved away, so I returned the favor. First I took the title away from you, then your girl… But if you think I’m finished with you, you are sadly mistaken. I will not sleep until you feel the pain I went through… The torture that was slowly killing me. You haven’t felt anything yet. At Wrestletopia, I will end the anger… I will end the revenge… At Wrestletopia . . . I will end you Keith. Me… Versus you… In a BIG ASS EXTREME BASH ! ! !

Nick drops the mic and walks out of the ring as the fans are going nuts over the announcement.

Gary King:
I can’t believe it! Nick comes back and challenges Keith to one of the most brutal matches in the history of the FHT! Neither of them are going to be the same after this one!

[Reverend Daddy Joe]

The scene opens in Ash Strife's office, where the commissioner is sitting behind his desk. One of the production crew comes in with a note.

PG: Hey, Mr. Strife, we just got a letter delivered to our truck. It's for you.

Ash: Alright, let me have it.

The production guy hands Ash the ltter. He looks up from opening it at the production guy with a look of disinterest.

Ash: Oh, you're fired, by the way.

PG: Haha! You're such a kidder, Mr. Strife?

Ash: Wha? You still here?

He looks back down at the letter, reading it out loud

"Let's finish this, right now, in the parking lot. Bring that belt with you"

Ash gets up and snatches the 24/7 title from it's place on the faux mantle in his office. He storms out of his temporary office, complete with fake fauna, muttering

Ash: It's like he wasn't around for the invention of e-mail.

Despite the joke, his face betrays a little bit of concern, he's slamming his hands into lockers as he passes them, psyching himself up on his way to the parking lot for his confrontation with Reverend Daddy Joe on his own turf.

Hurrying out into the parking lot, he sees RDJ talking to someone, standing next to his old beat up buick, the trunk left open. Ash charge and slams RDJ's face right into the side of the car, which illicits a strange response, RDJ's hair falls off and he seems to have gained 30 pounds. It's a look alike! Ash stares down confused, as the real RDJ pops out of a trunk behind Ash, sneaking up on him with a tire iron. RDJ slams the tire iron into the side of Ash's knee.

RDJ: Man, you are gullible.

Ash takes a swing at RDJ, who leaps back and responds be crashing the tire iron into Ash's arm, Ash screams and hunches over, already having sunk to his knees from the previous shot.

RDJ: I think me and you should have a little chat. Do you like car rides? I love car rides, myself, can't get enough of them.

Ash: Fuck you, you fucking pyscho!

RDJ: oooo, with language like that, I don't think I should let you sit in the front seat. Luckily, I've prepared a very special seat just for you in the old RDJ Mobile.

RDJ suddenly kicks Ash in the side of his head and drags him over to the trunk.

RDJ: You know, I've never gotten any body work done on this old beast? I like it that way...

pausing to slam the base of the tire iron into Ash's back

RDJ: ...What was I saying, oh yeah, the body work. Anyway, so I did get a little something done to it recently, for this chat. You see, I've sewn in six strips of barbed wire horizontally in the trunk and covered the floor of it with sea salt. Oh, I heard you were an animal lover, so to keep you company back there, I picked a dozen rats out of the dirtiest dumpsters from The Bronx.

RDJ slams Ash's face into the side of the trunk, before dumping him in the trunk, randomly lashing at him with the tire iron to keep him in there before RDJ slams the trunk shut.

RDJ: Now, I want you to behave yourself on this little trip we're going on.

The sounds of muffled screams come from the trunk, a mix of rage, but mostly pain from the barbed wire wounds, the salt in said wounds, and the starving, most likley diseased rats trapped in the trunk with the FHT commissioner. RDJ whistles a little tune as he gets in the car and starts it. Driving off just as the rest of Uprising comes out into the parking lot to save Ash, just a fraction of a second too late.

RDJ: To tell you the truth Ash, I didn't let you have the front seat because I kidnapped this cameraman, and Jane McNeal is tied up in the back seat. Nothing dirty, don't worry, I'll need her a little later on in this conversation. Anyway, we need to have a little chat, mind if I have a little drink first?

There is more screams from the trunk

RDJ: Didn't think so.

RDJ opens a bottle of rum, and starts chugging it while driving wildly, taking sharp corners and bumpy roads, sending ash thrasing about, rolling around in the salt and the barbed wire, the rats, who are definatley angry, can be heard screeching and biting him, as RDJ yells over the noise of an engine in desperate need of repair and the howls of agony coming from the trunk. The cameraman is terrified, so the camera is shaking about a bit

RDJ: You see, I wanted to make you better. I want you to experience this rush, don't you feel the terror right now? The pain? Good! You need to be better Ash, but you just won't listen. I've been trying to help you....

Suddenly he spins the car around, spinning it out of control for a moment, his eyes towards the trunk of the car instead of the road, Ash flies from one end of the trunk to the other, and screams more.

RDJ: ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!?!?!?!?!?! Good, good. I was worried for a second you weren't letting this sink in. Anyway, where was I, oh yes, I was helping you. But it looks like you just need to be given a better lesson in these matters. So, what's happening right now? Expect this sort of thing to happen a lot in your life from now on. A simple clothesline and a pin job is not enough. You should have torn that poor arena monkey's arms off. If you want to quit, walk away, oh, here's an idea, name me FHT Commissioner perhaps, then you can go back to living a normal life, but unless one of those things happen, I'm going to show you what your own internal organs look like, or force you to become someone to truly be feared, not just by wrestlers, but by decent society as a whole.

The screams have died down a lot, probably from a combination of blood loss, the sheer intense pain and the tire iron beating RDJ delivered to him before sahutting that trunk on him.

RDJ: Where are we going you ask? I know where this referee lives.

And suddenly, RDJ drives the car right over sopmeone's front law, and crashes the car into the side of the house. The car is an old steel car with no crumble zones and absolutley terrible shocks, but it does have seatbelts and airbags, which is good for the saftey of everyone in the car.....except for Ash.

There is a man sitting on the couch with a stripped referee shirt and wearing freshly soiled boxer shorts, this man, this referee, who saved up vacation time for two years to have a week off, was now watching this new development with sheer panic on his face. RDJ kicks the banged up car door open, and holds up his hand to try to reassure the referee.

RDJ: Don't make coffee, we're not staying long.

First RDJ pulls Jane McNeal out of the back seat, leaving her tied up on the floor, then he walks around to the back of the car and opens the trunk with his set of keys, he was preparing to stab Ash in the face with his keys, but then when the trunk opens, he turns his face away in disgust.

RDJ: Wow man, you don't look so hot. Though that belt with bloodstains on it has a nice familar feel to it.

He pulls Ash out of the trunk, who has passed out from the pain and shock at this point, Ash is pretty badly hurt looking at this point. The welts and bruises from the tire iron are visable, his face (His face especially, has small sections of skin completley missing, while some bits of flesh actually dangle off of him), arms, legs and torso are badly cut up from the barbed wire, his woulds covered in salt, rat bites all over the visable parts of his body.

RDJ pins him by placing a foot on Ash's chest and starts cleaning his fingernails with his keys.

RDJ: Come on, ref, just make the count.

Reluctantly, the ref gets down and counts.

1....
2......
3!!!!!

RDJ: Still with us, Jane?

Jane McNeal: The Winner, and NEW 24/7 Champion, The Reverend Daddy Joe! Can you untie me now?

RDJ: Nah, you're a present to the guy whoes house I just broke.

RDJ picks up the 24/7 belt, and while whistling to himself, he walks out of the hole in the side of the house and the scene goes black.

[Ace Andrews]

The scene fades into a shot of The Uprising locker room. Inside it we see that Crusher Casey and The Fizz are the sole inhabitants, and both are looking fairly unhappy. As the silence in the room is reaching an all new low though, the door bursts wide open and in walks FHT/Elite Tag Team Champion, Ace Andrews! Ace is all smiles, dressed to the nines in a brand new suit, and some reflective sunglasses on his face as he struts into the room, Tag Title over one shoulder, and his other holding a cellphone to his ear.

AA-”Relax Maxxie! The Uprising is in good hands my friend. I got the looks, the brains, and the skills, and Ash can just wield his power like a magic wand. You have a great night off Max-o, and rest assured things are in some very capable hands! Ciao!”

Ace closes his cellphone and then tosses his duffel bag into a locker. Casey and Fizz exchange a look, but Ace misses this as he is too busy checking himself out in a nearby mirror.

AA-”Well Fellas and Feline, that was our good friend Mr Venom. He's having a night off, and as such he's left the Billionaire Brawler in charge of The Uprising. So, Ashie baby, lets talk mat-”

Ace has finally spun around and finally realises Ash is missing. Glancing at Casey and Fizz he raises and eyebrow.

AA-”Ash on the can? I came late on purpose so he'd be off it by now. I know he's having bowel issues and all but really...”

F-”Ash isn't here. Joe got him earlier, and drove him out of the arena before me and Casey could stop him. From what we saw, Ash is deserted at some old referee's house, with Jane McNeal. Far as we know, he's gone for the entire show.”

Ace raises an eyebrow at that and then shakes his head.

AA-”Thats just downright rude. I had plans, and needed Ash to authorize them. Now what are we going to do?”

CC-”Call Max? He had the power to steal an entire show, he'll have enough power to help us now.”

AA-”No. Nononononononononono NO! I'm in charge. You understand me? I. AM. IN. CHARGE!!!!! We don't need Max tonight. I told him we're fine, and come hell or high water we WILL be fine!”

The tension between Ace and Casey is stretched thin, and goes thinner as Casey stands up and takes two steps towards Ace. Ace doesn't back down staring him straight in the face. The two men continue to stare each other down and then Casey snarls out.

CC-”Fine then. What do you want to do....boss.”

Ace glares at Casey for a few more seconds, but he is interrupted by an Aide running in. Ace turns to the Aide, with death in his eyes, but the Aide ignores that racing straight upto Ace and whispering in his ear. Ace's face goes from angry to happy quicker then an LBM match with Stone Cold, and Ace nods and the Aide runs off. Ace then turns back to Casey and Fizz.

AA-”Relax Guys. Everything is going to be just fine. I am in charge. Just remember that, OK?”

Casey and Fizz share a look, but both reluctantly nod and Ace smirks once more as we fade....to.....commercial.

[Ace Andrews]

We fade back from our commercial break (a Viagra AD, featuring FHT/Elite's own LBM! It's the only way he can get it up for women. Special Guest Appearance by Dark Angel) and into a shot of the crowd. Luckily this shot doesn't last long, as most of the crowd seems to still be arriving, kind of like the wrestlers really. We then pan to a shot of the announcers table, where we see Gary King and Rachel Beckett. Gary is trying to not laugh loudly, while Rachel is looking very stressed.

GK-”And what an action pack-*snickers*-ed card we have for you ton-*giggles*-ight folks.”

RB-”Do you mind? Seeing Ash being abducted like tha-”

Rachel doesn't get a chance to finish her sentence though, as Gary bursts out laughing. He pounds the desk a few times letting Rachel stew for a few more minutes until Gary finally manages to compose himself.

GK-”It's not that, as funny as that was. No, I'm laughing at the fact that Ace Andrews thinks he can lead The Uprising!”

RB-”Thats not funny Gary. Ace is a very smart and talen-”

Gary loses it again bursting out laughing, and even falling out of his seat, causing Rachel to growl and raise her hand to slap him. She pauses though, and after pulling her headset closer to her ears she suddenly smiles and then looks at Gary on the floor and leans closer.

RB-”Hey Gary, you ever heard of women's intuition?”

From the ground Gary manages to nod, but he's still laughing, and is now at the point of crying from laughing so much.

RB-”Well my intuition tells me, your about to really regret laughing.”

Rollin' the dice
Never thinkin' twice

the drumbeat and guitar riff of 'BlackJack' by Airbourne kicks in, signaling the entrance of the FHT/Elite Tag Team champion, Ace Andrews! From the ground, the very second Gary King hears the music he stops laughing and pops up, suddenly looking very serious. He takes his seat and starts acting like the commentator again.

GK-”And it seems we're about to be joined out here by Former ELITE Heavyweight Champion, Ace Andrews! What could he possibly want?”

RB-”He probably heard you laughing and wishes to ask why. Personally.”

There's a very loud gulp heard on the microphone, but only barely as the crowds boos have risen at the very appearance of Ace, who has just stepped out onto the stage. Ace has his Tag Title around his waist, and is posing and yelling out at the crowd. Ace then turns and waves an arm overhead, bringing out Crusher Casey and The Fizz!

GK-”Well I'll be damned. The Uprising IS actually being led by Ace tonight.”

RB-”I think they just want to support Ace's new announcement. You know, the one we were told over our headsets just before he came out here.”

Gary's face drops again as he realizes he missed it due to being on the ground laughing. Meanwhile, The Uprising has reached the ring. Ace walks up the steps, and then sits on the middle rope, allowing Fizz to climb in, before slipping through himself. Casey meanwhile walks over and grabs a mike before stepping up onto the apron and then into the ring over the top rope. Casey hands Ace the mike, and Ace pauses to walk over and blow a kiss to Rachel Beckett, before calmly strolling back to the center of the ring. He strolls the ring for a few seconds before raising the mike with a smirk.

AA-”Now, I'm not the kind of guy who likes to make 'big announcements' via the web. My belief is that if I have something to say, I say it in the ring. That way, it gets the maximum possible coverage, and I get to gloat about it in front of everyone that could possibly hate it. Of course, its been a long time since I stood in this ring, and raised a mike with the sole purpose of a speech. Lately it seems I do most of my talking backstage, or by wrestling. You all get the point though, that I am better then you will ever be. And thats the thing that matters the most to me.”

Predictably the crowd boos and Ace smiles again as at the announcers table we can see Rachel playing an air violin. Ace spots it and laughs before raising the mike again.

AA-”Thats exactly right Rachel. There being played like a violin. Sing my little instruments, sing!”

The crowd, most of whom don't seem to get what Ace is talking about start jeering even louder. Theres a small contingent who realise what Ace is on about, and they stop, but it takes a little while before the rest of the crowd follows suit, and Ace waits for something near complete silence before raising the mike again.

AA-”Predictable as always. I toss out an insult, and you respond in the only way you know how. The only way you can. You tell me I suck. You jeer at my voice. You boo my very presence, seeing it as a slight against you. And you continue to fail to realize, this is what I want. I WANT you to boo me. I WANT you to jeer me. I love it. Because it means for all your little speeches. For all those 'smart marks' amongst you, you boo me for being good at what I do. And what I DO, is play a jerk very well. This is my job, and every time you boo, money goes straight to my wallet. For all your 'Ace Sucks' signs, I get a percentage of sales. For all the hate clubs, I get a new ferrari. You are all dancing to my strings little puppets, and by doing so, your getting me paid more and more.”

“Now, your dilemma must seem obvious. Do you continue to jeer me, knowing full well your the ones paying me. Or do you go quiet, ignore my presence, and try to send me broke. IT is a puzzling conundrum, but one that is not of your concern any longer. The only reason I told you why I like it when you boo me, is because whether you boo me, or you cheer me, is of no concern for yours truly any more. I have bigger fish to fry now. And it is that which explains why I lowered myself to standing before so many inbred cretins tonight. I could be backstage, getting my own personal masseuse to 'get the stress out of me'. I could be kicking back with a glass of 30 year old scotch. I could be plotting more harebrained plans to annoy all of you. But instead, I have an announcement to make. And since it concerns the entirety of FHT/Elite and as such all the fans amongst it, Here I stand, The Uprising behind me, ready to unveil the Secret Weapon. A weapon that amounts as a Nuclear Bomb against the Veterans.”

Ace pauses once more, allowing the crowd the chance to talk amongst themselves. Their hatred of Ace only outweighed by their curiosity to see what the hell he is talking about. Ace pauses and turns to Casey and Fizz, who both nod, ready to back him up.

GK-”Just what the hell is Ace going on about? What Nuclear Bomb? What Secret Weapon?”

RB-”Regret laughing yet?”

Ace starts strolling the ring once more, raising the mike as he does so.

AA-”For those of you who missed the Supershow, many things happened. The Uprising retained the Tag Team titles, but lost the Global Honored Crown. Max was unsuccessful in defeating NIN for the ELITE title, but The Fizz beat Trey Spruance. Also, some guy known as 'Sick' Nick returned, but really, who cares about that​? And then there was Blade, the man being wielded as a weapon by Sentience. And it was this weapon that launched the attack. The very attack that paved the way. You see, after his 'shock' return, Blade launched an attack backstage laying out FHT and Elite Majority Owner, Sir Alan Sugar, and leaving him needing emergency medical assistance. Now, Alan would usually be fine. He'd shrug the attack off, and then a few weeks later come back and run the show again. But Alan has many projects now, including the UK Apprentice. He has become a busy man and as such, he advised his stockbroker to sell his stock in FHT and Elite.”

Ace pauses again, as some of the smarter fans realise where this is leading, and start booing again, and showering Ace with a small contingent of soft drink bottles and other assorted rubbish. The smirk is evident on Ace's face as he stares straight at the camera and raises the mike again.

AA-”I did not get to where I am today by letting an opportunity like this get past me. An hour ago, the paperwork was finalized, the money was transferred, the deal was done. FHT and Elite have a new majority stock owner. As of 7:30PM Wildcardz Enterprises has brought out Alan Sugars stock. To dumb that one down for those of you still behind...”

”Ace Andrews is now the OWNER of FHT and Elite!”

GK-”NO! THIS ISNT POSSIBLE!!!”

RB-”Oh but it is Gary. This was a completely legal business decision. Ace runs Wildcardz Enterprises, and he has JUST brought the majority stock of FHT and Elite. There is NOTHING anyone can do to change that now!”

The crowd seems to think the same as Gary, the trash now flying in heavy as Ace chuckles once more. Casey and Fizz are smiling widely too, and both of them shake Ace's hand and congratulate him. Ace then turns and raises the mike again.

AA-”Now, I almost panicked earlier because Ash wasn't here for a single night. But that no longer needs to be any great concern. The Uprising now runs this show. And here I stand, one week past pinning Stone Cold Steve Austin dead center of the ring. One week away from my one year anniversary in FHT and Elite. And I think tonight...well, tonight is going to be a great night. And like the fair, and very just man that I am, I've got some rewards to hand out.”

Ace walks over to Fizz, and smiles again.

AA-”Fizz. I look at you, and I see myself. Your young, hungry, ready to prove yourself. You've proven yourself worthy of The Uprising since you arrived, and as such I'm going to reward you. Tonight, in this very ring we're going to see you in a one-on-one match with Uno! He was the very first person I beat in FHT and Elite, and he'll get you started on your path to greatness. Good luck.”

Ace and Fizz shake hands and then Ace walks over to Crusher Casey. The two men stare down uncomfortably, but Ace smirks again and then raises the mike once more.

AA-”Keep that glare going you great big oaf. At the SuperShow, you backed me up. You stood behind me, and you helped me beat Satan and Stone Cold. I know your all set and ready to decimate LBM, but that will have to wait beca...”

Casey reaches out and covers the mike, before yanking it towards him and leaning down to glare into Ace's eyes.

CC-”I....want....LBM....nothing....else!”

Ace yanks the mike back and then steps back continuing to glare at Casey. He looks down at the mike and rubs it clean before glaring back up at Casey.

AA-”Now hold on Casey. If you'd just let me finish. You are NOT getting LBM tonight because your going to send him a message instead, and in doing so your going to help out The Uprising. This isn't just about you Casey, remember that. Tonight in that very ring, your going to go one-on-one....with Dark Angel! And the GHC title WILL be on the line. Get that title back Casey, and destroy LBM's best friend at the same time. That sound like a plan?”

The two men stare down for a minute, and then Casey nods. Ace smiles and walks forward and pats Casey on the shoulder and the two share a quiet word before Ace turns back to face the crowd once more.

AA-”And for my final reward, I've saved the best for last. And the final recipient of a reward...is the FHT and ELITE Hardcore Champion, The F'n Legend, LBM!!!”

The crowd seem hesitant here, as everyone and their mother thought Ace would reward himself. Even Gary and Rachel are speechless as Ace paces the ring for a few seconds before raising the mike one more time.

AA-”LBM, last week you went through hell. I respect that. And tonight, well tonight is your 6 month anniversary as Hardcore Champion. I respect that too. I respect that so much, that I can't just let you get through tonight without at least ONE more defense. If you want to reach 6 months LBM....your going to need to earn it! And believe me LBM, I don't want you to reach six months, I went through nearly the entire roster trying to find you an opponent. Now, I wanted to pair you off against Max, because lets face it EVERYONE wants that match but he's not here tonight. And then I thought about pairing you off against Blade, because without him I'd never have this ownership. But Blade's a sissy so that wouldn't be much of a challenge. Ash is missing, so is Daddy Joe. NIN and Reaper are both executing their World Champion rights to 'show up whenever the hell we want', and I'm fairly certain that TPC is scheduled to disappear again soon. Keith's at the hospital, and Trey's not getting any title shots for the foreseeable future as punishment for leaving The Uprising. I tried to ask Blue back, but he's still thinking about it. Give him six months or so. So you know the old saying LBM...”

”You want something done right, you do it yourself!!”

The crowd roars, straight away getting what Ace means and he just smirks before raising the mike again for the last time.

AA-”Tonight's main event is going to be The F'n Legend LBM defending his Hardcore Championship....against the Billionaire Brawler, and new FHT/Elite Majority owner, Ace Andrews! And tonights the night. The night where your title reign comes to an end LBM. You were lucky in Ireland, but your not going to get lucky here. I hold all the cards, and its YOUR turn...to get ACED!!!”

Ace drops the mike, and pats his tag title, before making the belt motion for another belt, as behind him Casey glares holes in the back of his head, but Fizz applauds.

GK-”Well what an announcement! Ace Andrews is the NEW Owner of FHT/Elite, and he's already proven he has no fear using his power, as he's already booked three matches. Fizz against Uno, ark Angel defending his newly won title against the behemoth known as Crusher Casey...”

RB-”And the biggest one of them all. LBM has to defend his title, on the 6 month anniversary, against Ace himself! Tonight is going to be a great night Gary!”

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

***ADVERTISEMENT***

REVERAND DADDY JOE CAME BACK

[ITS BEEN DONE SO MANY TIMES BEFORE]

DAVID LIMPED BACK OUT OF RETIREMENT

[HE NEEDN'T HAVE BOTHERED]

BLADE IS BACK (AGAIN)

[HE'S PROBABLY ALREADY QUIT]

"SICK" NICK RETURNED AT THE SUPERSHOW




BUT TONITE

THE BIGGEST RETURN
OF THEM ALL!!!

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[The F'N Legend Lbm]

THE PEEP
SHOW

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With Special Guests
Lbm & Dark Angel

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FHT/ELITE Monday Night Legacy returns from commercial with the ring covered in golden carpet, huge mirrors and a black huge leather sofa and arm chair with a huge sign hanging above the ring that reads "The Peep's Show".

Hanging just below the sign, a huge golden plasma screen has is playing clips of The Peep's Champ in action! And of course standing in the centre of the ring right now is the former FHT, FCW & ELITE world's champion... The Peep's Champ!!!

The Peep's Champ: I told you all... this is bigger than RDJ's return (thats been done so many times before), this is bigger than David limping out of retirement at the supershow (he ain't been seen since), this is even bigger than Blade being back (funny I ain't seen him tonite yet either) and this is definitely even bigger than "Sick" Nick coming back to challenge Keith Williams (just what this company needs - another wrestler who doesn't wrestle).

This ladies and gentlemen is the biggest return of them all... The return of "THE PEEP SHOW" with your host with the most, the undeniable greatest of all time & the only man to ever wear the FHT Undisputed & ELITE Heavyweight Championship at the same time (Soul Reaper excluded)... THE PEEP'S CHAMP!!! And tonite I have two very special guests for all my peeps. So without further adue, please welcome my first guest.

He is the longest reigning FHT Hardcore Champion of all time (over six months & counting). He is my biggest fan... The F'N Legend Lbm!!!

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Pyrotechnics go off all over the arena (yes this is a little ott doing this all the time). The FHT Hardcore Champion, The F'N Legend Lbm emerges onto the ramp dressed in a suit for tonite's return of The Peep's Show!

Lbm is smiling and smacks hands on the way down the aisle as he seems to laugh at the ridiculous set that The Peep's Champ has set up here tonite. Lbm climbs into the ring and poses with the belt on the top rope before shaking TPC's hand.[/color]

The Peep's Champ: First off Lbm congratulations on officially passing the six month mark as FHT Hardcore Champion! A new record has been set! Secondly Lbm I wanna say that at FHT/ELITE Supershow #2 "Night of Champions", when you narrowly defeated myself & Reverend Daddy Joe - the best man won on that evening! I doubt it would go in your favor next time we face off but thats not for here. Lbm you are out here tonite for a very special reason and for once (you ego driven asshole), it isn't to do with yourself! Tell my peeps why you're out here!?!

The F'N Legend Lbm: TPC...Let's cut to the chase!!! (No pun intended)!!! I wanna say that it is wonderful that this crazy ass show is back again because lets face it - FHT/ELITE has needed a wake up call since it fell into a coma again last Tues/Wed time! But TPC yeah your right... tonite I am out here not to celebrate my own accomplishment (which is six months as FHT Hardcore Champion and having been in action every show this year).

No tonite I am out here to celebrate the accomplishment of my best friend in this business (if j-man returns again well he'll have to go back to being my second best friend; similiarly if David makes a full time comeback he'll go down to third). At FHT/ELITE Supershow #2 last week (well two weeks ago if you were watching the first half), after four long years in ELITE... Dark Angel finally won his first singles championship - the ELITE Global Honored Crown!!!

The Peep's Champ: That really was a brilliant match!

The F'N Legend Lbm: Better than ours TPC?

The Peep's Champ: Well not the first third of our match... but definitely it was way better than the second two parts of our match?

The F'N Legend Lbm: What? Personally I thought the second part of the match was brilliant and well although the third part was a little... shall we say wacky...

The Peep's Champ: Your eye ball hanging out of your socket for 15 minutes?

The F'N Legend Lbm: Fair point... ah well he's Ash Strife's problem now! Anyway... as I was saying... Dark Angel won the ELITE Global Honored Crown at FHT/ELITE Supershow #2. So tonite on the first "The Peep Show" in years, we are gonna celebrate your accomplishment! Reece I know your in the back there. Get your championship ass out here!!!

The Peep's Champ: Thats if he ain't disappeared again - lets face it he has form!?

Dong...

Dong...

Dong...

The three dongs that have began Dark Angel's entrance all these years go off inside the arena as the fans are on their feet as FINALLY after four long years, Dark Angel emerges through the smoke filled entrance way with the ELITE Global Honored Crown around his waist.

Inside the ring Lbm with the FHT Hardcore Championship over his shoulder applauds as does The Peep's Champ as Dark Angel enjoys his moment! Suddenly his entrance music stops as if there has been a technical hitch. Dark Angel is still soaking up the crowd to even care. Lbm does a thumbs up to someone at ringside as a new track plays!

Westlife: "You raise me up... so I can't stand on mountains... you raise me up... to more than I can be... I am strong... when I am on your shoulders... you raise me up... To more than I can be...

You raise me up... so I can't stand on mountains... you raise me up... to more than I can be... I am strong... when I am on your shoulders... you raise me up... To more than I can be..."

The crowd are laughing as the sounds of irish boy band Westlife play throughout the arena. Dark Angel points at Lbm in the ring who then points at The Peep's Champ blaming him for this. Dark Angel continues to soak up the crowd as finally he is at ringside.

Dark Angel jumps up into the ring with his belt still wrapped around his waist, as The F'N Legend Lbm & The Peep's Champ mimic Wayne's World and do the "We're not worthy" bowing routine. Finally Westlife comes to an end as the crowd roar with laughter and applaud!

Dark Angel: Westlife?

The Peep's Champ: We tried to get The Black Parade by My Chemical Romance but they wouldn't give us the rights!!!

The F'N Legend Lbm: Chase we've been over this... he ain't an emu! Or a goth... he's just his own... unique... um sort of. He's Dark Angel!!!

Dark Angel: I knew you had something planned Franchise... I knew it was gonna be as goofy and corny as you could make it - even I didn't think you'd help bring back The Peep's Show and play the three dongs and follow it up with Westlife! Lbm this time you have done yourself proud!

The F'N Legend Lbm: Thank you very much! Obviously Chase helped... but this is all for you buddy! This is your moment!

Dark Angel: Can I just say... Unlike many strange disappearances here in FHT/ELITE, TPC didn't leave just because he had enough of the criticism for how he handled the two championship run. TPC left to become a father and become a husband and I just want to say congratulations yourself. I mean this belt is a big deal for me personally... but comparing it you what you got - well it's a no contest!

The Peep's Champ: Thank you!

Dark Angel: I mean Lbm knows full well... how many kids & weddings is it now? Lbm has been in more marriages than Red Ninja has been in matches with jobbers!!!

The F'N Legend Lbm: OOOOOO... And so it begins!

Dark Angel: What you think you can have me out here doing this schtick which completely contrasts to my eerie solitary intense style and not get something back?

The Peep's Champ: He's got a point there Lbm!

Dark Angel: Hey... I ain't knocking Red Ninja! Or Akuma Ma Tat Ta Ninja (I love the Lion King by the way). You see unlike many people in the back - I am actually looking forward to the loooooooooooooonnnnngggggg awaited Akuma Ninja vs Soul Reaper match up!

The F'N Legend Lbm: You mean that or are you just trying to get yourself a few Ninja students to job for you?

Dark Angel: Nope I mean it... I can not wait for Ninja/Reaper! Cause as soon as it finally happens... That means its FINALLY be over!!!

The Peep's Champ: Oooo. Right okay Dark Angel can I ask you... what did it feel like when you finally won your first championship at FHT/ELITE Supershow #2?!

The F'N Legend Lbm: Yeah like dude... Max Venom was a FHT/ELITE tag team champion within weeks of making his debut. Trey Spruance despite his... shall we say unique style... has been a multiple time FHT Hardcore Champion... Hell Ace Andrews within a few months was the ELITE Heavyweight Champion! And yet it took you four years?!?

Dark Angel: TPC it felt great... I debutted in a tag team match with Blade in April 2005 (if you want the history promo - Blade does them all the time - ask him) and ever since I have been waiting for this moment to come! I didn't want it to be easy. I wanted it to be right. For every month that passed that I hadn't won myself a championship - that just made me want it more and more!

The Peep's Champ: Whats first for you as the new ELITE Global Honored Crown champion? I'm sure your schedule is packed?

Dark Angel: Yeah... in the spirit of all the great champions currently working in this company like Soul Reaper and NIN Horror and even former champions like Trippy P, Ace Andrews, The Joker - heck even you TPC! My schedule is packed! You see first thing I am gonna do since joining the exclusive FHT/ELITE championship roster.... I'm not gonna show up for the next 6/7 weeks!

The Peep's Champ: What?

Dark Angel: Yeah! Its a complete fluke you even got me here! I'll check in EVERY DAY don't worry just to see what people are saying about me. But nope - I am off on a little vacation! You can go right ahead and book me in title matches - but I won't be showing up for them! But damn it I will hold on to this spot for as long as is humanly possible! When I do decide to show up and be in a match... well it better be on last and you better give me 5/6 days to delay everything before I have it. And then when it comes time to pass the torch... I'll pick the most unworthy to suceed my great great run!

The F'N Legend Lbm: DAMN! Man you are getting good at this... You know not all champions around here fail to show up every week! I've actually defended the FHT Hardcore Championship quite a bit this year! And the weeks I haven't - well I've still been in the ring!

Dark Angel: But your championship doesn't mean anything! Well so Reaper the champion who has been carried through three defences (one against a jobber) and was only an afterthought at the conclusion of the supershow when the real focus was on "Sick" Nick/Keith Williams and not Soul Reaper and the FHT Undisputed Championship says!!! Like how can a championship that gets defended regularly and has someone wearing it that will work with just about anyone mean anything?

The Peep's Champ: He's got a point like Lbm... FYI - your belt... HAHAHAHAHA... FYI!!!

The F'N Legend Lbm: Hahahaha - did you hear when Reaper said that in his...?

The Peep's Champ: Shoot promo yeah! Hahahaha... talk about shattering the illusion of being a big scary shooter with no friends and a bad attitude! He sounded more like my 16 year old sister!

The F'N Legend Lbm: How is Kelly Chase? I aint seen her on webcam in a while... Sorry I know this is Reece's interview and all... but can I just say - that Reaper was a guy who very publicly refused to work with and ridiculed Crusher Casey many many times over the years when he wanted to work with him?! Can I also say that... he was right - I will take credit for working with Casey and getting him over - I have taken a misguided amateur talent in Crusher Casey who has spent four years here and amounted to nothing and in the few weeks I ain't ignored him - I have managed to make something entertaining come out of him!

The Peep's Champ: I heard Crusher Casey was thinking about possibly perhaps today or tomorrow or possibly in a week's time - if he can get the time... well I heard he was gonna say something bad about you! Maybe?!

The F'N Legend Lbm: Well I will "reserve" comment on that until I see it!

Dark Angel: Can I just interrupt and say one moment... That scene with you and RDJ and it turning out that you fathered a child to RDJ's mother last year? That was terrible!

The Peep's Champ: Yeah could I just say that... we were heading into a 3 way throwback match for the FHT Hardcore Championship and you could have done a promo hyping that or putting over old grudges, but that just came across as really... awful!!!

Dark Angel: The fact Reverend Daddy Joe who you think would be quite upset about it, hasn't actually mentioned it since and that it wasnt even a factor in the match add to that - Sally Wilson has beeen pregnant for almost 11 months with either you or NIN Horror's baby. Thats all very... well...

The F'N Legend Lbm: Okay okay... Point taken! We're all aloud an off day! Seriously I've been working my ass off this year and...

Dark Angel: As long as you do right by the child. Keith Lyle can be quietly swept under the carpet and only refered to in passing in future? Hell I don't even think people watched that segment to even notice!!!

The Peep's Champ: Okay... can we get this interview back on track? I mean up until now we are mainly only retreading on ground already covered elsewhere in FHT/ELITE! You Lbm are the shoot master... DA has long since been your apprentice! Lets up the ante gentlemen. Dark Angel now your champion... do you plan to avenge your devestating loss to Max Venom?!

The F'N Legend Lbm: You know. I think Max Venom's day in the spotlight has come and gone! I think whatever momentum he had built up just came crashing down towards the end of that supershow!

Dark Angel: Seriously?

The F'N Legend Lbm: Totally. Max Venom had all the talent and all the skills a few weeks ago! But his stock in this company has completely fallen. Look back at the week The Uprising took control of FHT/ELITE Monday Night Legacy! That show was the worst show of the entire year. He then had Andre Rousmioff and Trey Spruance leaving The Uprising. That must have been embarrassing that the two lowest level competitors in the group saw more oppurtunities elsewhere. And did Max get revenge... nope!

The Peep's Champ: Go on...

The F'N Legend Lbm: They hired The Fizz into The Uprising - lets be honest - she sucks worse than Trey ever did and she's just made herself and the entire group look foolish ever since. 20 minute cola bashes on the supershow?! Ash Strife who had been making great decisions in the office for The Uprising has long since lost all interest in the group, losing the ELITE Global Honored Crown to Dark Angel and completely forgetting all about the fact he used to be the FHT/ELITE Commissioner!

The Peep's Champ: Thats right... he used to be the FHT/ELITE Comissioner! I forgot!

The F'N Legend Lbm: Crusher Casey as we have already discussed has never been controlled by Max Venom - Casey does what he wants when he wants (which is every three weeks and not very much). You look at Ace Andrews tonite... now owning half of the entire company yet sitting back bossing around the Uprising's The Fizz & Crusher Casey instead of sending out his troops to get Ash Strife out of RDJ's trunk all the while Max Venom sits at home after being beaten cleanly by the ELITE Heavyweight Champion at the supershow who a year ago might have been a tough match for Max Venom but in 2009 - should have been easily beaten by a man of Max Venom's capabilities! Heck he didn't even get injured or nothing - Chase you had your nuts stapled and your hand burned in a deep fat fryer and your out here not feeling the effects of any of that. Your telling me you can have all that happen but Max can not show up?!

The Peep's Champ: I suppose your right...

The F'N Legend Lbm: For gawd's sake Max Venom came out here 3 months ago and took shots at every single member of this roster and brought together a group of talent that for one reason or another had had a bum ride here in FHT/ELITE! For a few weeks the stable was on fire - hell Max beat you DA in one hell of a big match - he even toppled Stone Cold Steve Austin who had wrestled maybe two times in three years but felt compelled to return to face off against a man who he obviously deemed was incredibily talented! But no Max Venom isn't here tonite and his Uprising stable which at one time commanded so much respect looks to be in the shitter!

Dark Angel: So to answer your question TPC... If Max Venom wants a shot at this title - he's got it!!!

The F'N Legend Lbm: My point was that Max Venom is crap now...

Dark Angel: We got it!

The Peep's Champ: What about Ace Andrews buying 51% of the FHT/ELITE?

The F'N Legend Lbm: Do I have to even sell that?

Dark Angel: That development is the only thing that makes Lbm's baby with RDJ's mother look like a rather interesting development!

The Peep's Champ: Well thank you to my guests The F'N Legend Lbm and the new ELITE Global Honored Crown champion Dark Angel! We have lined up one but final surprise here in the closing moments of this returning edition of The Peep Show! To celebrate Dark Angel's incredible four year journey to becoming a single's champion! We were gonna have Stone Cold Steve Austin himself make an appearance and have a good oldfashioned beer bash!!!

The F'N Legend Lbm: But instead... We're gonna have ourselves... A 20 MINUTE COLA BASH!!! WOOT WOOT WOOT!!!

The Uprising's newest member The Fizz comes bursting down the aisle with a huge cooler being carried by some guy Miller beside her! The fans give her a huge reaction (for some reason) as she rolls into the ring and plants a big kiss on Dark Angel's cheek!

Lbm and The Peep's Champ are laughing as Miller throws the cooler inside the ring and it bursts open as piles and piles of cola cans spill out everywhere. Lbm picks up one and throws it to Dark Angel and then another before picking up two himself. TPC picks up two as The Fizz picks up two.

All four of them go to the opposite corners of the ring and open each can and smack them together as they start pouring cola down their necks!!! Miller throws another two at each of them as they all stand in the centre of the ring smacking cans! TPC asks for another as The Fizz turns around to pick one up!

SUPERKICK... TPC superkicks The Fizz knocking her out as Lbm picks up the cooler and smacks it over the head of Miller as the crowd laugh! The Fizz and Miller are out, as The F'N Legend Lbm, Dark Angel & The Peep's Champ all laugh and start pouring down colas as they continue to celebrate!!![/color]

Gary King: We've only got about 18 minutes of this 20 minute cola bash left here so we'll take to you to a commercial break! What a return for The Peep Show!

Rachel Beckett: It was a piece of crap!!!

commercial

[Crusher Casey]

Suddenly "HELLS BELLS" hits the PA system and the pryo's go off and out runs none other than Crusher Casey, he spots those three in the ring standing over a defenseless Fizz, Casey gets to the ring apron DA,LBM,Tpc scatter like RATS...Casey jumps in the ring, he kicks the cooler over the top rope sending it into the fans, he motions for a mic.....

Casey: LBM,DA...you fucking cowards, and TPC...you're just a fucking "WEASLE"..you 3 think you are GODS GIFT TO WRESTLING...NEWS FLASH...LBM....YOUR TIME IS COMING TO AN END AND YOU JUST DO NOT KNOW IT YET...DA...THAT TITLE WILL BE MINE AFTER TONIGHT..AND TAMPON MAN TPC..I WOULD NOT PISS ON YOU IF YOU WERE ON FIRE...YOUR JUST A FUCKING WASTE, GO BACK WHERE YOU CAME FROM UNDER THAT ROCK...NOW BACK TO LBM..YOU HAVE DUCKED FROM ME,RAN FROM ME, BUT SOON YOU WILL BE MY WORLD, MY WORLD OF "MMA", YOU HAVE NO CLUE WHAT YOU ARE IN FOR , WELL I SENT YOU A LITTLE FILM TODAY OF WHAT YOU WILL ENCOUINTER IN OUR MATCH, IF I WERE YOU I WOULD WATCH IT......

{CASEY THROWS DOWN THE MIC AND HE PICKS UP THE FIZZ HOIST HER OVER HIS SHOULDER AND CARRIES HER OUT OF THE RING AND HEADS UP THE RAMP}

LBM,DA,TPC JUST LOOK AT EACH OTHER, LBM SEEMS TO HAVE A LOOK OF CONCERN ON HIS FACE , HE TURNS TO DA AND SAY'S "I BETTER WATCH THE TAPE"......

scene fades to commercial

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

BACKSTAGE;

Following on from Crusher Casey interruptting The Peep Show, we cut to the back were reigning FHT Hardcore Champion Lbm & regining ELITE Global Honored Crown Champion Dark Angel are in the production area.

Lbm has picked up the tape that Crusher Casey alluded to in the last segment and gone with Dark Angel to play it in the production area. Obviously Lbm looks concerned as does Dark Angel who still has to face Crusher Casey later tonite.[/color]

Dark Angel: Man does Crusher Casey hate you or what?

The F'N Legend Lbm: I'm trying to get this stupid tape to work... I mean who sends a tape these days - if it had of been a DVD I could have watched on my plasma in my personal locker room?!

Dark Angel: Thats it... press play now! Got it...

The tape begins playing as we cut to an old UFC style event from years back. There is a huge crowd as a younger George Casey with a shaved head is standing in black shorts and bare feet ready to compete against someone in a mixed martial arts match.

Quickly the match starts and just as quickly its over again as Casey knocks the guy out within moments. Lbm and Dark Angel sit there watching as Casey's arm is raised as the winner! Lbm and Dark Angel look at each other now realising what Casey can do. The tape fades to black!

Dark Angel: Casey was a killer back then! He just wrecked that poor son of a bitch!

The F'N Legend Lbm: I'm not worried... that MMA's all fake so I hear?!

Dark Angel: Hey Lbm... look at the tape... something else is on it?!

They continue watching as there is more on the tape. It fades back up again from black as a home camcorder footage begins playing of Casey. He's in a motel room!?! Casey is wearing pants and a dressing gown as he is making cocktails. He is talking to whomever it is holding the camera.[/color]

Crusher Casey: Put the camera down baby... come on quit messing aroud. Have another drink and relax!

The camera is set down on a coffee table which is pointing on a grubby double bed. Lbm and Dark Angel's eyes go wide as we see Casey removing his robe and sitting down only in his pants. He pats the bed as he takes a drink from his cocktail.

The person holding the camera sits down beside him. At first we can only see that it is a female from below her face. She's wearing a red lace bra and pants set and a silk dressing gown. She sits down and zips her cocktail.[/color]

Female: So you promise me... this will get me a job in FHT/ELITE?!

Crusher Casey: Not just any job... You go through with this and I'll get you in my stable... the best stable today and we're destined for great things! You do this now - I'll have you on television next week at the FHT/ELITE Supershow #2 "Night of Champions".

Female: Can I have a cola bash?!

Crusher Casey: Anything baby... anything...

Female: Hmmmm... I can see why they call you guys The Uprising... Turn off the light Casey - I wanna get FIZZical!!!

Crusher Casey gets up off the bed to turn off the light. The girl who's been sitting in red lacey bra and pants lies down on the bed as he we see a brief second of her face before the light goes off... ITS THE FIZZ!!!

The lights go off as we can hear noise but can't see anything. Moments later the camera goes dead and we return to more MMA fighting involving George Casey![/color]

Dark Angel: Holy shit!

The F'N Legend Lbm: So thats how she got her job back in FHT/ELITE?!?

[Blade]

--The scene opens to the same room seen in previous weeks. The flickering bulb seems to have been repaired but the room is no less intimidating. In the centre of the wide shot, Blade is sitting on a steel folding chair. Behind him stands Sentience, motionless, as the mystery woman paces back and forth in front of Blade.--

[/i]

Mystery Woman:[/b]
This...this is complete chaos. Why do you want to save this place? This entire show has been a mockery of standards and good taste. And on top of that, in no small part thanks to us, FHT/ELITE have a new majority shareholder on the side of The Uprising. They don’t even seem to know we’re here.[/font]

--Blade stands up from where he is sitting, grabbing the woman by the shoulders to stop her pacing before drawing her into a passionate kiss.--[/i]

Blade:
O Harley, my little plaything. You have no need to worry. The reason as to why is not of much concern to you, but as the days pass I can see the corruption spreading as these ingrates ignore us and our advice. The situation is slowly becoming apparent that we must destroy so we can rebuild FHT/ELITE back in our eyes, to bring it back to prosperity.

Sentience:
So, what’s the plan?

Blade:
First things first, we have to get that greedy money whore to sell his shares and get ownership back to neutral ground.

Harley:[/b]
And how do we do that?[/font]

Blade:
Wait and see, why ruin the mystique of it all.

Sentience:
What about Max? He hasn’t even acknowledged your back and that you want him onside.

Blade:
He’ll come, give him time. Now, we have preparations to make.

--Blade grabs Harley by the hand, and walks off shot leading her behind him. They are followed by Sentience as FHT/ELITE Legacy cuts to the ring.--[/i][/center]

[Keith Williams]

We go to ringside with Gary King and Rachel Beckett

Gary King:
What? We're back on? Damn that was a long commercial break.

The camera turns to Rachel who is seem adjusting her makeup.When she realises that the camera is on her, she quickly closes her makeup case and looks into the camera.

Rachel Beckett:
Yet another way the veterans try to keep the Uprising down! They air commercials after commercials so they can then turn around and tell the Uprising that they can't appear on the show due to there being no time left in the show. But now that will all change thanks to Ace owning FHT/Elite!

Gary King:
(under his breath) Guess now Rachel will be seen appearing from underneath Ace's desk and not Ashes.

Rachel Beckett:
Excuse me?

Gary King:
What a action packed show we have seen thus far. We have seen the return of "The Peep Show"

Rachel Beckett:
The Peeps Champ will be getting a legal letter from the WWE for that. He clearly stoled that from Christian. Talk about unoriginal. Of course we are talking about TPC.

Gary King:
Are you always this cold? Or do you take medication for it? But right now folks we want to take you back to "Night of Champions". We all thought that Keith Williams had taken care of Andre Roussimoff. Nobody had seen him since Keith nailed him with a con-chair-to. But little did we realise that it was only the beginning.

Rachel Beckett:
Still can't beleive that the Uprising had the infamous "Sick" Nick in their ranks for awhile..

Gary King:
Lets roll the film...

May 14, 2009 10:23:33 GMT -5 Keith Williams said:

The following was written by Andre


Gary King - Keith is going for the pin ! ! ! We can have a new champion ! ! !

Keith makes the cover.

Referee - ONE . . . TWO . . . THRE . . .

W H A C K ! ! !

Rachel Beckett - NO! What’s he doing!?!

Just as the referee’s hand is about to come down for the three count, crowning a new champion, Andre Roussimoff whacks Keith in the back with a steel chair.

Gary King - Where did he even come from?

Rachel Beckett - He came right from the crowd and just cost Keith a chance at winning the title!

Andre continues to smash the chair into Keith’s back as the ref calls for the bell.

Rachel Beckett - Somebody get out here and stop him!

Andre lifts Keith up onto his shoulders and slams him down hard on top of the chair with a Death Valley Driver. But Andre doesn’t stop there. He quickly lifts Keith up and ties his arms up in the ropes before heading out the outside. He quickly goes under the ring and pulls out a couple huge strands of barb wire. Andre slides back into the ring with the barb wire, and for good measure, wraps it around Keith William’s already tied up arms. Andre grabs a mic from the outside and sits in the corner Indian style, rocking back and forth franticly.

Andre Roussimoff - hehehe… you did it. This is all on your hands.

you brought it back.


He’s bACK because of you.
i knew you’d do it.





You heLd the key to the pain . . .

He’s coming back and it is all yOUr fault.

Andre leaps up off the mat and stairs in Keith’s face.

Andre Roussimoff -
He is here tonight. He’s back because of you.


he’s here now.

Let me INTroduce hiM to you . . .

Andre points to the stage as everyone is waiting to see who is coming out.

Andre Roussimoff - Come on out my friend reveal yourself.

Time passes, but no one shows up.

Gary King - No one is coming out.

The fans begin to charter amongst themselves.

Andre Roussimoff -
Why Keith? Why did you take it from me?

Andre turns back around and drops to him knees in front of Keith.

Andre Roussimoff -
… It’s all I had.
and you RIPPED it away from me!




You puSHed and pROdded me until I snapped.

Then you tOOk it all away from me.



yOU took it all.

It was… my true love.

Now I take away what you love.




First tHe title.



now . . . your giRl.

Keith Williams - You stay away from her you son of a bitch ! ! !

Andre Roussimoff -
NO! you didn’t stay away. NO! you took it all from me.

For moNths I laid in gutters…
in cat piss, puking up blood from the pain…

the pain of not hAVing it.



The rage…
the revenge blacKed me out.

I wondered AIMLESSLY trying to find it.

Where was it?
I don’t know, becAUse someone took it from me.



Then loAthing and putridness that engulfed my body and mind brought me here.



You will PaY.
In the enD they always do.

Tell her keith. Tell her to come out.

Keith Williams - FUCK YOU!

Andre Roussimoff -
fuck me… hehehe…

Andre begins to smash the microphone into Keith’s forehead, busting him open pretty good.

Andre Roussimoff -
CALL HER OUT HERE YOU SON OF A BITCH ! ! !

Andre drops the mic and grabs the steel chair.

Gary King - DAMN IT! Get someone out here! He’s going to kill him.

All of a sudden Melody comes running down the ramp. Andre drops the chair in the middle of the ring as a smirk comes over his face.

Rachel Beckett - No Melody. Get out of here!

Keith struggle to get free, but there is no use. Keith is tied up tight. All he is doing is digging the barb wire in deeper into his skin. Andre pick the mic back up.

Andre Roussimoff -
good to see you Melody. Come on. Come into the ring.

Melody, who was about to get onto the apron, backs off as Andre steps over to the ropes and holds them open for her. Melody continues to back off.

Andre Roussimoff -
Get in the DAMN ring!!!

Melody starts to run off to the back, but Andre quickly jumps out of the ring and grabs her by the hair. He drags back to the ring and throws her in. Keith continues to franticly break free, but all he is doing is carving his arm away. Melody, who is on her back, tries to push herself away, but Andre grabs her leg and pulls her back to the middle of the ring.

Andre Roussimoff -
Where are you going honey. All I want to do is talk . . . maybe . . .

Andre lifts Melody up by the hair and grabs her. He forces her face next to his as they both look at Keith.

Andre Roussimoff -
first the title… now you girl . . .

Andre grabs Melody’s head and snaps backwards, smashing her head into the steel chair with a DDT. Andre gets back up and crawls over to Keith, who is going crazy.

Andre Roussimoff -
You did this keith.

You brought him back.



All of this is on your hands.
You broke me, now it’s time I break you . . .


Revenge is a BITCH ! ! !

Andre grabs his mask and wig and pulls it off to reveal . . .

IT’S “SICK” NICK ! ! !

---

Gary King - I CAN’T BELIEVE IT ! ! ! HE’S BACK ! ! ! HE’S BACK ! ! !

The Supershow goes off the air as the fans are going nuts . . .

Gary King:
Truly one of the most shocking moments we ever had in FHT history. As I said prior to that footage, Keith hasn't been seen or heard from since that night. I was asking around in the lockerroom prior to the start of the show and everyone said that he hasn't been in contact with them. LBM even said that he has left numerous voice mail messages and none have been returned. God only knows what is running thru Keiths mind right now. Being tied up in the ropes and being forced to watch Melody be assaulted by Nick...

Rachel Beckett:
Oh please! I bet Keith and Melody do something like that every night. Keith strikes me as a guy that likes that kind of thing. But none the less, it leaves Ace and Ash free to run this show as they seem fit..

Gary King:
At least when Keiths here, we don't have these many commercials. Does anyone in the back know when Wally will be coming back? Hell I will settle for A-damn at the moment..

Rachel Beckett:
You better watch it. One word from me, and Ace will replace you.

Gary King:
You mean that you can actually talk when you are around the Uprising? I would assume that you would have something in...

Rachel Beckett:
Oh thats it!!

scene fades with Gary and Rachel fighting back and forth.

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

The Fizz vs. Uno [FIZZ WINS VIA PINFALL]

The first lady of FHT/ELITE makes her way down the aisle to face off against jobber Uno in her first official television match since returning. The Fizz hits some pretty impressive moves hitting a top rope moonsault to end the match in 2mins 23secs.

The crowd chanted "CRUSHER CASEY" at Fizz throughout the match. After the match she had a cola bash to celebrate which had great crowd heat.

.........................

Crusher Casey vs. Dark Angel [DOUBLE COUNTOUT]

The next match was Dark Angel's first defence of the ELITE Global Honored Crown. Dark Angel was pretty over as a face and Casey got the heat of his life. Slow methodical match with both men hitting some huge power moves in the early going.

At the 7 minute mark Dark Angel clotheslined Casey over the top rope and they both went over and landed on their feet. They brawled up the aisle as the referee rang the bell signalling the count out.

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

BLACKJACK hits...[/color]

The crowd boo as the entrance of the new 51% Majority Shareholder of FHT/ELITE, Ace Andrews plays out loud throughout the arena. After a few seconds one half of the FHT/ELITE Tag Team Champions and the interim leader of The Uprising steps out and fireworks go off. But Ace isn't alone. Beside him stands "The Unstoppable Force"Crusher Casey.

Ace Andrews walks the aisle and walks up the ring steps and climbs up into the ring. Crusher Casey stands beside him jumping up onto the apron and then stepping over the top rope. Ace removes his title belt and cockily shakes hands with referee Leon Spinx and the ring announcer Erik Knights in a false way. He hands the referee his tag team championship.[/color]

Gary King: The new 51% Majority Shareholder Ace Andrews... who'd a thunk it?

Rachel Beckett: He has done a sterling job looking after The Uprising tonite in Max Venom's absense! Well apart from letting Ash Strife get kidnapped!!!

CLOSER [Kings of Leon] hits...[/color]

Pyrotechnics as usual for the longest reigning FHT Hardcore Champion of all time as The F'N Legend Lbm heads down the ramp through the fireworks and jumps straight up onto the apron and climbs up onto the top rope posing with the belt for all to see.

Lbm jumps down and hands the championship belt to referee Leon Spinx as he throws his t-shirt to the crowd and gets ready for this upcoming defence. Crusher Casey yells something at Lbm but Lbm shrugs him off as Casey exits the ring to the outside.[/color]

Gary King: Six & half months and still no one has come close to beating Lbm for that FHT Hardcore Championship! The list of defences... RDJ, TPC, Ace, Casey, Strife, Spruance... I could go on!

Rachel Beckett: That all changes tonite Gary... this is Ace Andrew's night! He is the next FHT Hardcore Champion.

DING DING DING[/color]

The bell rings signalling the start of the match. Lbm and Andrews lock up. Both men similar in size, height and strength are evenly matched trading some quick reversals and shots. Lbm ducks a clothesline attempt from Ace while Ace dodges a dropkick from The F'N Legend.

Both men are back to a vertcial base as this match continues, Lbm attempts to hit Ace with a Davey Cutter but Ace rolls out of the ring and is attended to by Crusher Casey. Lbm runs off the ropes bouncing up onto the top rope and flipping over onto Casey & Ace at ringside knocking them both down.

Lbm is straight up and climbs up on the apron and jumps of with a hurracanrana on the outside of the ring on Ace Andrews. The crowd applaud as Casey gets in Lbm's face now. Lbm is distracted long enough for Ace Andrews to elbow Lbm in the back and then throw him into the ring post shoulder first.

From there Ace whips Lbm into the ring steps with Lbm's knees crashing into the steps sending Lbm head over heels. Ace Andrews distracts the referee as Casey picks up Lbm over his shoulder and sends him head first into the ring post four or five times repeatedly.

Ace takes full advantage and throws Lbm back into the ring. Ace grabs a steel chair from ringside now as he climbs back in the ring waiting for Lbm to get back to his feet. Lbm does and Ace hits him with the steel chair knocking him down again. He makes a cover but gets a 2.

Ace sets up the chair between the top and middle rope in one corner. He grabs Lbm and goes to throw him head first into it but Lbm reverses and sends Ace head first into it denting the chair over his head. Ace turns around with the chair stuck on his head as Lbm grabs the back of his head and bulldogs him so that the chair hits his throat.

Lbm covers Ace but gets a 2 count. Lbm seeing Ace weakened atomic drops him onto the top rope. He is sitting with his back to the ring as Lbm climbs up behind him. Lbm is standing behind Ace now as the crowd cheer wrapping his arms around Ace Andrew's waist.

Lbm hits his finisher... FALL FROM GRACE which is a top rope german suplex. Lbm bridges it this time also so that he has Ace locked in a pinning combination! 1,2.... Crusher Casey jumps up on the apron distracting the referee. Dark Angel comes running down the ring and pulls him off the apron.

Meanwhile Andrews is up and superkicks Lbm. Lbm is out of it as Ace Andrews pins him... One, Two... LBM KICKS OUT!!! Somehow Lbm kicked out of the Ace Andrews superkick. The crowd rally behind Lbm as Ace Andrews pushes Lbm head down and locks his arms signalling for the double arm DDT known as Vegas Special.

Lbm reverses it sending Ace Andrews over his head and Lbm's back and locking him in a pinning combination. All of Lbm's weight is holding Ace shoulders to the mat who still has the locker of the DDT. One, Two, Three!!!!

Lbm defeats Ace Andrews [9mins 23secs][/color]

Gary King: He did it... Lbm wins again! What a counter to the Vegas Special! Ace Andrews just pinned himself!!!

Rachel Beckett: At ringside here we have Casey and Dark Angel fighting as Lbm just screwed over Ace Andrews! Ace you want my advice... fire him!!!

Gary King: Folks we're out of time here... Thank you for tuning in!!!