Monday Night Legacy - June 8th, 2009

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

Monday, June 8^TH, 2009

Live from the FHT/ELITE Arena, New York City--------------------

ELITE GLOBAL
HONORED CROWN
Main Event Match

Dark Angel
-vs-
Blade

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-AND-

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24/7 CHAMPIONSHIP
NO LIMITS

Ash Strife
-vs-
Reverend Daddy Joe

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CHAMPIONSHIP SPECTACULAR
Tag Team Match

Ace Andrews & Max Venom
[fht/elite tag champions]
-vs-
NIN Horror & Soul Reaper
[elite heavyweight & fht undisputed champions]


Match
Singles Match

The Peep's Champ
-vs-
ShadowWalker



Show Up or Fried
Singles Match

The Fizz
-vs-
Trey Spruance



ALSO FEATURING
the fht hardcore champion

The F'N Legend
Live Via Satellite
From Belfast!!!



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

Gary King: Welcome everyone to FHT/ELITE Monday Night Legacy were we are on week away from the biggest ppv in FHT/ELITE history! Tonite what a show we have for you on the road to FHT/ELITE Wrestletopia!

Rachel Beckett: 51% Majority Shareholder Ace Andrews has booked one hell of a card tonite and has promised that any talent who feels they dont need to show up will be dealt with accordingly!

[Ninja/Killer]

Legacy opens with The Fizz and Trey Spruance in the ring the ref calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

Fizz and Trey circle and lock up. The two fight over control until the lights go out, the lights come back on as AKUMA NINJA is standing in the ring. Ninja is in his ring gear of Black Mask, Black Undershirt, Black Pleather pants with White Lightning Bolts going down the Left Leg and Death written in White going down the Right Leg, Black Tape around his Fingers and Wrists and Black Boots and has the exposed part of his face painted White with "Reaper" painted in Black across it.

Ninja immediatley kicks Fizz in the face with a Superkick then hits a Roaring Elbow to Trey's face. Ninja then lifts Trey up and hits a Brainbuster. Ninja then grabs Fizz and gets her ontop of his shoulders. Ninja crosses Fizz's legs then hits the Canadian Crash slamming Fizz ontop of Trey. Ninja grabs the ref and pulls him down as he covers both wrestlers.

1,2,3!!!

Ninja gets up and demands a mic. Ninja gets it.

AN:Just when you thought I was forgotten about, I come back and with a vengeance. I'm still pissed off, and I still want to beat the living shit out of you Reaper, and tonight I might do just that.

Ninja throws down the mic and leaves the ring as Legacy goes to a commercial.

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

Mad Dog's Gym... Belfast, N. Ireland[/color]

We cut away from Akuma Ninja's victory, to shots of the FHT Hardcore Champion, The F'N Legend Lbm back in his home country of N.Ireland in training for his Mixed Martial Arts match up with Crusher Casey this Sunday on the pay per view.

Inside the gym there is a huge octogan cage ring in which Lbm is sparring with former UFC star and current ELITE Daredevil referee Leon Spinx. Spinx who is helping train Lbm alongside Lbm's MMA trainer Paddy Patterson has Lbm in against the side of the cage as Lbm reverses it while Patterson screams NO PAIN.

Lbm manages to reverse it and takes Leon Spinx down and begins to hammer shots to the side of his head as Spinx hooks his legs around Lbm and brings him down. Patterson who has a stop watch blows his whistle signalling time!

Paddy Patterson:
We gotta tighten that ground attack! You left yourself open there... Casey's size and strength - he'll throw you into that cage and then break your damn head off!

The F'N Legend:
Okay... I know! Can we go again? Spinx come on... lets go again!

Paddy Patterson:
Spinx get back to your feet! Lbm I want you to start on on a vertical base here! Remember... Casey's bigger and stronger - so your not gonna win a power game here! You gotta be quick. Go for his legs - get him down on the mat.

Leon Spinx:
You got three 5 minute rounds... You gotta run rings out there - you got to make him do all the work while you duck and dive and lock him by the legs and choke the breath out of it! Stamina Legend.

Paddy Patterson starts his stop again and blows his whistle. Lbm puts his gum shield back in as Spinx goes for him. Lbm kicks at Spinx's legs trying to get round him. Lbm kicks Spinx leg out but as he falls Spinx grabs Lbm's head and pulls him down!

Lbm hits some shots to the side of Spinx's ribs but Spinx shoves back up into the side of the cage and then unloads with some heavy kicks and shots to the side! Spinx wraps his arms around Lbm's head and starts to twist Lbm's neck!

Lbm screams out in pain as he has no choice but to tap out to Spinx's hold! Lbm gets up in a rage spits the gum shield out and spits outside of the cage! Lbm is pissed as he gets out of the cage and walks away from them towards the showers!

Paddy Patterson:
Where the fuck are you going? You get back in this fuckin cage you girl! Casey will kill you! He will break you in half if you try and match power with him! You need to be faster and you need to break his leg!

The F'N Legend:
I'm hitting the shower! I'm done for today!

Paddy Patterson:
Your not done until I say your done! If we gotta stay here all night! If we have to be back in here at 4am in the morning and stay all day again tomorrow and the next day and the next day!

Leon Spinx:
Your better than Casey Lbm! Your gonna embarrass him at his own game! Your smarter and your more of an athlete than he ever is! He's a dumb block head and your gonna beat him this Sunday night! Get back in the cage Lbm!!!

Lbm stops in his tracks and slowly walks back toward the cage. He's sweating buckets as he takes a drink of water and pours it over his head! He has punches his fist of a punch bag hanging just outside the cage and reenters.

Paddy Patterson starts his stop watch again and blows his whistle as Leon Spinx and Lbm start to spar again! This time, Lbm ducks under a heavy Spinx shot grabbing his leg from behind and flipping Spinx to the mat and applying a leglock!

The feed ends...[/font]

[Ash Strife]

The scene cuts to an all dark room when the sound of banging can be heard.

Bang… Bang




Bang… Bang

A light flicks on and it is revealed to be FHT/Elite commissioner Ash Strife’s Office but the Desk is pushed to the side but instead the coffin from last week is in the room pad locked shut. Commissioner Strife walks in whistling and looks down at the coffin and sits on it as he listens to the muffed screams that sound faint coming from RDJ.

Strife: What’s that Joe? You’ve been in there for a week? I thought you were hardcore? No food, no water no light… what’s wrong? Buddy?

Ash pauses.

Strife: No? Here maybe you can’t breathe let’s get you some air…

Ash strife goes to his closet and pulls out a pick axe and stares at it for a second with a sick smile before driving it into the coffin allowing light to shine into the box. He strikes it again in a few different locations before pulling the camera close and zooming into a small hole to show RDJ shaking from latterly “loosing” his mind.

Strife: Dude, Joe you don’t look so good… I know lets get you some refreshments that out to pick you up!

Ash Strife goes over to his coffee pot with a fresh pot and takes it to the coffin and slowly pours it into one of the holes and a scream can be heard.

Strife: Shhhhh Drink up buddy, you will need your energy for when we face each other… I’m thinking in a barbed wire massacre… that sounds fun doesn’t it? I’ glad you agree.

Ash leans in to smell the box and pulls his head back in disgust.

Strife: Ugggh Joe… that is foul man… uncalled for I can not have you in my office smelling like that.

Ash Strife pushes the coffin out of is office.

Strife: Joe you have bitten off something far worse then you can chew. You wanted the monster in me, well you are getting the sick son of a bitch that I can be. The fun loving goofy bastard is gone.

Ash kicks the coffin

Strife: Are you scared Joe, I am going to hurt you, First our mind… Then your pride… then your body… Point Being Big Daddy Strife is Coming out on Top.

As Ash is talking to the coffin he finally gets to the back loading bay and looks over the edge and smiles before running and launches the coffins with Joe inside over the edge sending it flying off and it smashes against the concrete, leavening only Joe shaking on the ground.

Strife: See you at Wrestletopia… Who’s your Daddy Bitch!

[Reverend Daddy Joe]

Ash, pleased with himself is walking down the hall a few moments later, content that he has shown his rival, RDJ a lesson in hardcore. He turns a corner, about to return to his office, when a bloody, messy heap of a man that is Reverend Daddy Joe leaps out from the door, his face a bloody mess, his body covered in cuts, and although undetectable from the cameras, he smells terrible.

Ash is surprised, too surprised to do anything about the large shard of broken glass in RDJ's hand that jams itself into the eye of Big Daddy Strife. Ash collapses to his knees, screaming in pain, and RDJ wastes no time grabbing Ash's face from behind and tearing out the stitches. Ash falls on all fours, and RDJ lifts his legs and stomps on the back of Ash's head, sending him face first into the ground.

RDJ: I'm taking your eye, bitch!"

RDJ climbs onto Ash's back, applying a modified camel clutch, using the shard of glass that is in Ash's eye to wrench his head back. Ash screams out in pain, flailing, officials come to break it up and RDJ screams

RDJ: It's 24/7!

The officials back off, but Ash doesn't tap, instead, while yelling in pain, he manages to climb to his feet, with RDJ ontop of him still, and rams him multiple times into the concrete wall, RDJ lets up and slumps slightly on the wall, Ash follows up by throwing a big right hand, but RDJ manages to fall on his ass right before the punch connects, Ash rocketing his hand into the wall. Ash yells out in pain, clutching his hand, and RDJ, slowly climbing to his feet, sneaks up on his right side, the side blinded by the shard, and superkicks Ash right in the eye with the shard still jammed in it, knocking Ash on his back.

Joe grabs an extension cord and wraps it around Ash's neck, choking the life out of him. Ash kicks his feet and struggles. As his face turns blue,, Ash manages to pull RDJ over him in a sloppy looking snap mare. Ash slowly gets to his feet, RDJ is on all fours, and Ash plants a kick into RDJ's ribs, already hurting from the fall.

Ash Picks up RDJ, lifting him high over his head, he begins a run and throws him through the bathroom door, shattering the wood. RDJ looks out cold, and Ash makes a pin attempt.

1....
2.....
RDJ manages to weakly get a shoulder up. Ash picks him up, puts him on his shoulder and law darts RDJ into the bathroom mirror, a stain of blood visable through the spider webbed cracks in the glass.. RDJ falls onto the sink, which buckles under his weight. Ash takes a moment to stalk his prey, coming closer, when suddenly, RDJ rips the sink out of the wall with a mighty ytell and throws it at Ash, it connects with Big Daddy Strife's head and knocking him out cold. RDJ crawls over to him and makes a pin.
1...
2....
3...

Winner and NEW 24/7 Champion: The Reverend Daddy Joe!

[Crusher Casey]

We come back from commercial and we see The Fizz watching a CD that was sent to her by Crusher Casey, with a note.."GET THIS PLAYED SO LBM CAN SEE"......but she wants to see it first..

We see Casey standing around with a group of 6 2x4's made to look like figures, then Casey staples LBM's face on them..Casey looks into the Camera and tells LBM to watch what is going to happen to him this Sunday...

Casey starts to warm up and then out of nowhere he does a spinning heel kick and shatters the first dummy, sending shards of wood flying into the camera, then he delivers a flurry of punches, destroying what is left , with the exception of The Head, Casey measures carefully and sending his fist threw the 2x4 and all that is left are the pipes holding it...

suddenly a trainer comes over with long 2x4's....Casey turns his back to the trainer, the trainer ask's if Casey is ready, Casey nods, and the trainer swings the 2x4 onto Casey's back, Casey NEVER flinched, then the trainer did it again..same reaction from Casey......you can see the welts building on his massive back, but Casey was not done yet, he turns around, nods to the trainer...then suddenly he swings another board but this time it is not his back, but the STOMACH....the board just shatters, by this time Casey seems bored by the training, he tell the trainer to get the ring ready......

then the disk goes fuzzy....The Fizz looks puzzled but this, she looks in the envelope for another CD...She just shakes her head ..

fade to commercial

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

HELL BELLS [AC/DC] hits...[/color]

The FHT/ELITE Arena erupts in boos as The Uprising's Weapon of Mass Destruction, The Pyschopathic Monster Crusher Casey makes his way down the ramp towards the ring!

Crusher Casey jumps up onto the apron and steps over the top rope and raises his arms high in the air growling and foaming at the mouth! Casey yells for a microphone![/color]

Gary King: Four years ago Crusher Casey debutted for ELITE. In them four years I have seen this man develop from a very green rookie into this Pyschopathic Monster intent on destroying all in his path!

Rachel Beckett: Since joining The Uprising, Crusher Casey has come of age! Motivated, inspired and channelling his rage - this Sunday night I am in no doubt he will defeat Lbm and become the new FHT Hardcore Champion!

Crusher Casey: Finally... this Sunday night Lbm will get what's coming to him! He has spent two months ducking and dodging me knowing full well that when he steps inside the octogan with me he'll be destroyed and broken apart and that FHT Hardcore Championship that he holds so dear will be all mine!

Lbm is off in Northern Ireland at his dead trainer's gym doing his whole Rocky style training regime trying to get ready and in shape for this match! Me? I've been ready for this match my entire life! Last week Soul Reaper found out that I mean business and will no longer be ignored and overlooked! This is my time!

As I have done each and every time I have gotten my hands on that pathetic old man - I will wrap my hands around his neck and choke the life out of him and I will do it in my specialty match! Mixed Martial Arts! Hahahahaha... This Sunday night Lbm your time is up! Crusher Casey will at long last reach... ... ...

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

Pyrotechnics explode all over the building as the place goes fucking crazy as the music of The F'N Legend Lbm plays and out onto the ramp walks the FHT Hardcore Champion himself!

Crusher Casey stands in the ring in shock having thought Lbm was back in Northern Ireland training! Lbm points at Casey as he walks towards the ring belt over his shoulder and jumps into the ring and stands face to face with Casey![/color]

Gary King: Lbm is here! Lbm is here! Listen to this place go crazy! We thought that was going out live earliar on. Lbm is back from Northern Ireland and is standing face to face with Crusher Casey!

Rachel Beckett: You just can't trust this man! Every word that comes out of his mouth is lies and more lies! He wasnt supposed to be here tonite! Crusher Casey - destroy him!

The F'N Legend Lbm: Hello George! You know something George I have this really bad reputation in the back for just being this big jackass, ego driven, back stabbing, politicing son of a bitch and you know maybe elements of that all are all true. But the fact is George that I care so much about this place and its survival!

The fact is I've spent nearly seven years of my life here and all I have ever wanted was to see this place continue and be successful! George the reason I've ducked you and honestly I have ducked you from the beginning - is because I've been working my ass off trying to keep this company from falling apart! Look at this show - we got a potentially cracking show tonite in which I was supposed to have my first night off in 2009 - but yet we aint had one of our so called "champions" even show up here yet!

Its a fucking joke that NIN Horror and Soul Reaper occupy the two top belts in this company when they have worked less dates in 2009 than anyone! Its a fucking joke that we're headed towards what could have been the biggest and best pay per view of all time with all this hype - and yet for the last two weeks barely anyone has give two fuckin damns about it! We did two supershows in 2009 with barely a week's hype and they both kicked ass!

Yet the big return to pay per view with the biggest card you ever thought possible will inevitably suck the life out of this already dismal place! And what does that have to do with you and me George? Well its simple George... you see Lbm/Casey Mixed Martial Arts - I'm going into your speciality match and with the good you've looked in 2009 - I don't really look like I can survive this do I?

Which means that FHT/ELITE will crown a new FHT Hardcore Champion in Crusher Casey and we potentially add yet another lame lacklustre champion to the FHT/ELITE ranks! You wanna talk about hardcore? Is hardcore what Reverend Daddy Joe and Ash Strife just did out there? Or is hardcore being the man who ain't taken a night off this year! Is hardcore competing in matches with legitimate superstars each and every week and trying so help me gawd to get people on this show!?!

Ace Andrews is 51% Majority Shareholder and he must be locked in so many boardroom meetings now because he went from damn it - the best thing on this show with the potential with his new position to take this whole place to another level - to fading out into obscurity! Ace you could be causing all kinds of havoc around here! Booking these paper champions into showing up!

So George it brings me back to Lbm/Casey MMA at the pay per view were we will all wanna go on last cause all our matches are so damn important! At this ppv George I ain't for one second contemplating defeat against you! Am I in over my head? Yes I am! I don't know the first thing about MMA or UFC or whatever! But George I will win! Cause you don't spend seven years around here without being tough!

Four years of your career George have built up to this moment! Riding as high as you ever have George you have never looked better! But George your still not in my league! And when I prove that this Sunday night and beat you you'll have to face the fact - that in four long years working your way up to this moment - that as far as you have come - it was all for nothing cause you still can't beat me!

The F'N Legend Lbm throws the microphone down at Casey's feet as the fans support him chanting "LBM... LBM... LBM". Crusher Casey looks angry. Lbm is daring Casey to strike him as Casey stands there looking like he may actually explode!

He then shakes his head. Casey backs off Lbm and goes to the far side of the ring before climbing over the top rope and dropping to the floor! Casey begins to walk back up the aisle away from Lbm![/color]

Gary King: Casey is waiting for the pay per view! He wants Lbm ready to compete on Sunday night rather than fighting with him tonite!

Rachel Beckett: The reign of the longest FHT Hardcore Champion in history will come to an end at FHT/ELITE Wrestletopia you mark my words!!! Its over for Lbm!!!

[Former FHT Employee Daniel Ice]

Harold Gunther IV:
That's right, folks, FHT/ELITE comes back to PPV in just one week! Catch the hottest action around from the biggest promotion in town live, either in the arena surrounded by your fellow passionate fans or order us on your local box office provider. Make sure to catch us-

[Suddenly, Harold stops as the large, imposing figure of the Dark Angel steps into frame, carrying his ELITE Global Honored Crown. He crudely snatches the microphone away from Harold, who backs off slowly]

Dark Angel:
Now, I know we've got a lot of hesitant people out there, possibly the same who brought that trainwreck known as FHT VI... You might be thinking, well, what if this is the same? What if I pay my money and half the matches are cancelled and I get a low-quality, slow feed with large gaps between matches due to the excessive airtime? What if once again, I pay and don't get to see my favourite wrestler, the Dark Angel, on PPV? Now, Ace Andrews, in all his wisdom, has not placed your Global Honored Champion in a match on the show yet. And despite basically pleading two weeks ago for a suitable opponent, not a single soul has stepped up to the plate. So you know what? I'm going to be proactive about this. I'm going to do something that a defending champion holding a belt should never have to do... I'm going to book myself in a match against challengers. At Wrestletopia, I will defend this belt, the crowning achievement of my four year career here thus far, against anyone and everyone. We'll be having the first Dark Angel Open Invitational Gauntlet. In the interest of timing, we'll be having entrances every few minutes, and you can be eliminated by pinfall, submission, knockout, disqualification or countout. Last man standing is the winner and Global Honored champion. Don't be shy, guys and girls, the Dark Angel will happily take all comers and proudly leave victorious.

[Dark Angel starts to pace around a little, dragging Harold, who has become tangled in the microphone's wire, around with him]

Dark Angel:
That's, of course, if I retain my title tonight. I'm not going to take anything away from Blade, formerly one of my oldest friends and now one of my classic rivalries. We've gone to hell and back in the past, and tonight, I expect no less. Seeing that Blade did get the inspiration from blowing up a production truck first hand from me... Literally... While being in said production truck... I assume that mister mysterious cult leader may have learnt a trick or two from yours truly. Maybe he learnt this little thing called respect from me too. Maybe, just maybe, Blade will keep his band of misfits and losers away from ringside and we can have another of our fair, classic matches. And once again, the Dark Angel can triumph over admittedly a tough test tonight. See, I've kept relatively quiet on this whole Heretics front, since I know Blade. I know he'll speak his threatening words, he'll have his cult do his dirty work, but even if he managed to get to a position where the company itself was at stake, and he held his weapon aloft, ready to strike down... He wouldn't. He couldn't. Blade cannot kill this company, so that's why I don't fear him. I don't fear the Heretics. Tonight, I'm going to instead give him and his little roving band of hooligans another lesson, Fear 101. Since tonight, old friend, I'm bringing Unearthly Destruction. See you out there.

[Angel drops the microphone, which had found its way slowly around Harold's neck, and he pants, sucking up air after nearly being choked out, before shooting Angel a quick, resentful look as FHT/ELITE Legacy heads to commercial]

[Max Venom]

We're back on Legacy and we're at a small room, where Max Venom is sitting on an armchair, holding a big book, wearing glasses. He nods and smiles at the camera with fake warmth.

Max Venom: Hello there, Legacy viewers, its your good friend, Max Venom. Some people have suggested I'm too hateful. That perhaps I've been too heavy-handed in the past with my words or choices. So tonight, I thought I'd take things down a notch. After all, to the best of my knowledge from watching this show, I'm apparently not involved in anything right now anyway, so I figured I'd take this time to read you a short story, set in the time of brave knights, dragons and heroic deeds. Surely this story is completely unrelated to this promotion and not a clever subtle commentary on events happening right now, right? Right. Let's begin...

Venom opens the book up and starts reading the story in a Mr Rogers-style voice, which sounds more than a tad creepy coming out of the Company Killer.

Max Venom: There once was a brave knight who travelled the lands, slaying dragon after dragon. Some dragons were lazy, greedily hoarding their valuable treasure away from the public. Some were corrupt, using their vast power to enable tyrants to rule over the people. Others still were destructive forces and had to be put down for their own good. One day, this knight stumbled across an obscure cave, in which sat another dragon. He drew his mighty sword, ready to cast it down, when it spoke. “Brave knight,” he said, “Please do not attack me. I am a good-hearted old dragon. Once I had many human friends like you, but now I am derelict and forgotten.”

There was a pause as the knight surveyed this old dragon. His scales were dull, his teeth yellowed, he smelt of excrement and his underbelly showed the scars of battles previous. So the knight showed mercy, he sat down and got to know the dragon. This dragon had indeed had many other human friends, but over the years they had disappeared, one by one. The knight took pity on this kind beast, and returned tomorrow with a bucket of water and slowly scrubbed each and every one of the dragon's scales until they shined in the sun once more. It was an arduous task, taking hours and tiring the knight, but he never faltered and the dragon's scales were restored.

“Thank you, brave knight, you have indeed undertaken a great service to this old dragon. However, I beseech onto you, should you have time, could you also brush my stained teeth until they are restored to a brilliant white?”. So the knight returned again on the next day, armed with the biggest toothbrush you would have ever seen, and scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed for two whole days until finally that dragon had the whitest smile, so bright that it hurt to look directly at it. The knight was tired, but relived. The dragon spoke once more: “Oh, knight, may I request another service? My cave has, over the years, become drenched in my own waste matter, which has created a nasty stink. Could you please remove it?”

The knight returned once again, armed with carts attached to horses, and started the disgusting job of shovelling dragon poop out of the cave and to the farmers nearby, who happily accepted the fertiliser. This task took an entire week, for the cave had not been looked after by human hands in some time, and by the end, the knight was exhausted. The dragon came up to him once again. “Knight, my underbelly has been scarred by battles from men just like you. You must attend to this scars if I am to lead a healthy, happy life.”

So the knight spend some time looking after the dragon, slowly healing the wounds that had developed over years and years of attacks and neglect. One day, as he did this, there were visitors to the cave. A number of strange, old men had arrived and asked to see the dragon. The dragon seemed surprised to see them all, “Old friends, what are you doing here? I thought you had all abandoned me when I became dirty and weak?”

The friends responded: “Dragon, we thought you had died and had left the land to live our own lives. But now we hear you have been restored! Your scales shine once again, your teeth are as bright as the sun itself and your underbelly looks to have recovered from your battles in the past. Even your cave has now become hygienic and clean! Truly the villages you used to frequent with us will be most pleased by how our hard work praying for you has restored your health.”

While the knight was virtuous and heroic, he was not pleased to hear this news: “Sirs, I am afraid you are mistaken. While you have been gone, I have cared for your dragon friend. I have put in weeks of work to bring this dragon back to health, so I would ask of you to attribute credit where credit is due. While you have abandoned your old friend due to sloth, I have picked up your burden, and I only ask you will not make this same mistake.”

The old men were infuriated by the knight's insight and turned to the dragon, whispered poisoned words into his ear. The dragon looked suspiciously at the knight, the man who had spent weeks with him, making him fit once more for the world. “You, knight, are a slayer of dragons. My old friends have set me straight, they indeed were the ones who restored me through their prayers, and surely their return proves their intent to care for me once more. You, however, have just planned to kill me from the beginning and now with my friends at my side once more, you are no longer needed!”

With that, the dragon reared up, baring his teeth at the knight, blinding him, before swallowing him whole with a massive bite, leaving nothing of this hero behind. So the old men twisted this good-hearted dragon further, soon he was torching villages and hoarding gold like the rest of his corrupted brethren. Ultimately, his scales dulled once more, his teeth yellowed, his underbelly was again covered in scars and his cave regained its terrible stink. With no brave knight to save him again, and his friends abandoning him once more, the dragon died an agonising death alone, full of regret and sadness.

The End.

Venom keeps the book open and that smile on his face, but his voice returns to normal and his eyes show that the mood is about to change.

Max Venom: Wasn't that just charming? Now, let's talk a little business. Children, you might want to leave the room for a few minutes... There we go, all gone? See, at Wrestletopia, despite being the saviour of this promotion, despite my months of hard work, I have been snubbed so men who do nothing, who have abandoned this promotion and have only come back since I made it work before, so they can have another run at the top. Because they “deserve it”. So go ahead. Turn this once-revolutionary promotion into another little nostalgia trip. Have your so-called blockbuster matches, because you know, none of you have actually had a blockbuster feud. Some of you seem a tad confused. Long feuds don't necessarily mean the match at the end will be highly-anticipated. Using references to material from a year ago doesn't make your story deep. Tacking on lame gimmicks like Xtreme Blood (Xtreme Blood? Really? With the absence of the first e and everything? How does this even work? Is it like First Blood but somehow more Xtreme? Do you have to go and make fingerpaintings with your opponent's blood to win? What the hell is this match?) doesn't change your non-existant build-up into something worthwhile.

Its fucking pathetic that it looks like the one guy who has done more for this company in the past few months than anyone else is going to have to sit the big show out and the card isn't even that good. No, on paper, its a fucking dream card, I'm sure, but why should I care? What changes? What's at stake? Why should I be emotionally invested in any match on this card? Why the fuck is The Peep's Champ in the main event for the title? These are the questions I'm wondering now as a fan, so good luck with that buy rate, guys. After all, when it all goes pear-shaped, when the shit hits the fan, Max Venom isn't there to be your scapegoat again or to drag you out of your self-inflicted mess.

With that, the book closes with a slam and the old smile of Max Venom is back as he stares at the camera, mockingly. There's a pause on this scene for a moment before Legacy continues on.

[Ash Strife]

Ash Strife is seen with a eye patch over his face holding a baseball bat when he spots RDJ and he grabs a trash can and dumps it over his head and starts to beat the sides of the can in as if were a piñata. Ash Drops the bat and rips the can off of Joe and drops a hulking Knee to the throat of Joe before picking him up and throwing him right through the wall. Ash follows through and grabs a broom stick and breaks it over the back of RDJ.

Strife: You should have just stayed down.

Ash picks up RDJ and spikes him with a massive power bomb onto the concrete and steps on his chest and calls a referee.

One…
Two…
Kick out by RDJ

Ash just shakes his head and picks up RDJ and smashes the top of his head inot a stack of cinder blocks. Ash then pulls Joe back.

One…
Two…
Three…

NEW 24/7 champ ASH STRIFE!

[Ninja/Killer]

Scene opens with Akuma Ninja peeking his head around a corner. Ninja then flattens himself up against a wall as Soul Reaper is seen walking by. Ninja jumps out and charges at him. Ninja tackles Reaper into some boxes as the two start exchanging fists. After a few seconds of fighting security rushes in and pulls the two apart.

Akuma Ninja:Screw Wrestletopia, I'll fight you right now.

Soul Reaper:Your deathwish asshole.

The security keeps the two apart as they try to get at each other. Legacy goes to a commercial.

[Blade]

--FHT/ELITE Legacy returns from commercial outside of the arena in the car park. Dark Angel is pacing back and forth, apparently waiting for someone. Several minutes pass, with Angel obviously getting agitated. He shouts out into the car park, voice echoing.--

[/i]

Dark Angel:
Where are you!? You get a stage hand to give me a message, a message to meet me here but yet you hide! Show yourself!

--At those words, the screeching of car wheels is heard. The camera turns to the entrance of the car park as a car speeds in, slowing as it gets closer. Angel seems to relax as the car stops next to him, black tinted windows preventing him from looking inside. Again, Angel is forced to wait as the occupant(s) of the car seemingly refuse to get out. Suddenly from behind, Angel is forcefully thrown into the side of the car by two unknown individuals. The camera turns to face them, revealing two of the masked Heretics. They force Angel onto his knees, pushing his head towards the door which swings open without warning, cracking Angel in the side of the skull. The Heretics release Angel who falls to the floor. From the now open car door, Sentience steps out and looks down at the downed Angel. --[/i]

Sentience:
Just as Blade said, so predictable. You’re not one to ignore a message are you?

--The Heretics again pick the dazed Angel to his knees in front of Sentience. --[/i]

Sentience:
You think Blade had forgotten you were the one who injured him? Tonight is when we get retribution.

--Sentience blasts Angel with a stiff right shot. Angel takes the shot hard, unable to defend himself. Again, Sentience hits the defenceless Angel as the Heretics restrain him. Suitably dazed, Sentience orders the Heretics to release Angel and steps backwards. He charges, kicking Angel in the side of the head. Angel falls to the floor like a sack of bricks, the Heretics hovering over him like a pack of wolves. With the help of the masked men, Sentience drags Angel towards the car. Sentience orders one of the masked men to place Angels left leg inside of the car. Angel, still too stunned to move, doesn’t attempt to move as the Heretics step away from him. Without warning, Sentience kicks the car door close, crushing Angel’s leg. Angel shouts out in pain, a rare occurrence from The Dark One. Sentience crouches down by Angel, saying his final words. --[/i]

Sentience:
This is just a taste, the rest comes from Blade. Tonight, he will drag you to the depths of hell and come up with your title belt fastened around his waist. And yet, if you somehow manage to escape purgatory you will not escape for long. For I shall be standing on the cusp, ready to throw you to your demise. In plain English, I accept your challenge. I’ll see you at Wrestletopia, if you survive the night.

--Sentience straightens up, walking off camera with the masked men. The camera zooms in on Angel, having freed his leg from the car door. Angel grabs at his ankle, his eyes wide with pain. At that sight, FHT/ELITE Legacy cuts to ringside. --[/i]
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[Blade]

”THIS IS, THE END OF ALL HOPE”

--With Blade's entrance music booming out of the loudspeakers, the fans rain down their disapproval towards the leader of the Heretics Anonymous as he strides out of the curtain, accompanied by the lovely Harley. However, he turns around to her and quickly dismisses her to the back, confidently walking to the ring, alone--

[/i]

Rachel Beckett::
Gotta give Blade credit here. Dark Angel asked for Blade to come alone, and he did.

Gary King:
After his gang of thugs attacked Angel backstage just now! I would say there was a doubt about Angel turning up now, but there's no way he's missing a match with Blade, injury or otherwise!

--There's a slight pause now as Blade warms up in the ring looking towards the entrance, waiting for the arrival of Angel. The crowd begin to chant for the Global Honored Champion, as the pause starts to become slightly worrisome--[/i]

Dong...

Dong...

Dong...

--The Dark Angel charges out from behind the curtain, belt in hand. He drops the belt at the top of the stage and heads down the ring, rage fuelling his every step. As Angel storms down the rampway, slightly favouring his left leg, Blade crashes down on top of Angel. Both men tumble to the floor, Blade back to his feet in seconds. Blade mounts Angel and starts pounding him with lefts and rights, Angel covering his face to try and block the shots.-- [/i]

Instant Replay
The shot shows Blade in the ring, watching Angels entrance. Seemingly noticing the aggressive behaviour of Angel, Blade ready's himself, before bouncing off the nearby rope and running across the ring. Flipping over the top rope, he crashes down on top of Angel with a front plancha, knocking Angel to the floor.

--Meanwhile, Blade is furiously trying to break past Angels guard. The referee is trying to drag Blade off of Angel and get him back in the ring to officially start this match. Blade shoves the referee to the side, standing slightly. Angel starts to wriggle free, but Blade drops a knee into Angels face, getting past his guard. Blade climbs fully to his feet and drags Angel up with him, before rolling him under the bottom rope. Blade climbs in afterwards as the bell rings to get this match underway. Taking the immediate advantage on the stunned Angel, Blade stomps down hard on Angel’s chest. Angel tries to get to his feet, but Blade throws him back down into the turnbuckle. Now sitting, Angel is trapped in the corner as Blade continues to beat down on him. Blood is clearly seen seeping through Angel’s cloth mask, his nose seemingly busted from the earlier knee shot. Blade takes a few steps back, jumps and hits Angel with another knee to the face. He steps back again for another one, but Angel pulls himself under the bottom rope, Blade's knee missing its target and sailing harmless into the middle turnbuckle.-- [/i]

Gary King:
Already this match has started with the brutality we've come to expect from these two men! Dark Angel is already bleeding as both men have picked right up from their epic matches in the past.

Rachel Beckett::
Yes, welcome to the Legacy main event where an old guy takes on an old guy once again. What an inspiring way to head into our PPV!

--Angel stands on the outside of the ring, trying to catch his breath. Blade, not intending to let him, vaults over the top rope with a body press. But Angel catches him on his shoulder, before slamming him to the floor with an oklahoma slam. The referee starts his count--

1...

--Now with the advantage, Angel starts throwing stiff right shots to Blades head.--

2...

--Blade manages to kick Angel in the head, staggering him, giving Blade a chance to get to his feet.--

3...

--But Angel is on him, slamming Blades head into the barricade. Blades head bounces off, and Angel catches it before slamming him down again.--

4....

--Blade tries to crawl away from Angel, but grabs him, lifts him to his feet and whips him towards the steel steps. Blade hits them knee first, flipping over onto his back. Blade clutches at his knees, yelling in pain.--

5...

--Again, wasting no time Angel walks over to the commentary table. He throws off part of the desk and removes the monitors from the framework.--

6...

--Angel throws the rising Blade on top of the table before climbing on top of it himself.--

7...

--Angel grabs Blade by the throat, calling for Unearthly Destruction*. Angel lifts Blade up...--

8...

--But Blade slips out and lands on his feet behind Angel. Quickly he jumps off the desk and slides under the bottom rope.--

9...

--Realising what’s happening, Angel follows Blade back into the ring just before the count of 10.--[/i]

Rachel Beckett::
Angel has no intelligence, Gary! Had he waited out there a second longer, he would've retained the belt!

Gary King:
But lost the match! Angel and Blade have such a competitive rivalry that neither man would just gift a victory to the other like that! Stay tuned folks, we'll be back after this commercial break!

~commercial~ [/center]

*Strong Chokeslam

[Blade]

Gary King:
We're back here for the Legacy main event, and we are now commercial-free until the end! Dark Angel and Blade, squaring off for the ELITE Global Honored Championship!

Rachel Beckett::
Some of you older viewers might be getting the feeling of deja vu here. Yes, FHT/ELITE is hosting another Dark Angel/Blade match!

Gary King:
You might not care, Rachel, but these fans are fully into this match! Plus, Angel and Blade have not lost a step and are going all-out here for the victory.

--In the centre of the ring, Angel has locked Blade into a rear naked choke. Blade tries to struggle out, but Angel has it locked in tight. He manages to free his arm, using it to elbow Angel in the side of the head. Angel loosens his grip slightly, and Blade does it again, finally breaking free from Angels grasp. Both men rush to their feet, standing off in the middle of the ring. They start trading blows, no man gaining ground, a stalemate. Blade starts to tire first, and Angel takes the advantage, forcing Blade backwards. But Blade was playing possum, and ducks below one of Angel’s shots. Blade quickly dropkicks Angel in the back, sending him sailing front first into the turnbuckle. Blade is quickly back to his feet, and follows up the dropkick with a forearm smash to the lower back, sending Angel to a knee. Blade drags Angel back to his feet, being laying into him with forearm show. Angel drops again. Blade lifts Angel back to his feet again before lifting him up into a sitting position on the top turnbuckle. Blade grabs Angel by the back of his head, and pulls him off with a neck breaker. Blade goes for the cover.

...1
...2
..kickout--

[/i]

Gary King:
New champ! New cha- No! No! Only a two!

Rachel Beckett::
I know the difference between two and three must be hard for you, Gary, but try to focus here.

--Blade climbs to his feet immediately, before jumping up and dropping a leg across Angel’s throat. Blade gets up and does it again, following up with another pin attempt.
1...
2...
.kickout

Blade slams his hands down on the mat, beginning to get frustrated. His eyes drift towards the top turnbuckle and with energy, pushes himself to his feet. He climbs out onto the apron, and then scales the turnbuckle. Blade straightens himself, steadies his balance and then leaps off with a Shooting Star Press. But Angel moves, and Blade lands flat on his face. Angel pulls himself to his feet using the ropes for assistance, as Blade does the same on the other side of the ring. Blade rushes Angel, but is met with a boot to the face and hits the floor hard. Angel drags Blade onto his front before locking in a fujiwara armbar. Blade yelps in pain, using his spare hand to clutch at his shoulder. Angel pulls back on Blade arm, wrenching it to dangerous angles. The hold is locked in tightly, as Blade is crying out in agony. Blade tries to grip Angel by the hair, to get him to loosen his grip, but the angle makes it impossible. Fighting through the pain, Blade tries to crawl towards the ropes, slowly. Angel keeps wrenching back on Blades arm, fighting to assert his dominance. Blade stretches out his leg, barely able to hook it over the top rope. Angel gets to his feet, not releasing Blades arm and quickly drops an elbow on Blades stretched arm. Blade rolls around in pain, clutching at his upper arm.--[/i]

Rachel Beckett::
Well, Blade's henchmen attacked Angel before the match and damaged his leg, but now we've got a real eye-for-an-eye situation as Angel works over that arm of Blade.

Gary King:
With Angel's size and strength its easy to overlook that smart brain of his, that just pinpoints weaknesses and rips them apart. He's truly a vicious in-ring competitor.

--Angel takes advantage of the damage done, stomping on Blades shoulder. Dragging Blade over by the corner, Angel slides under the bottom rope. Angel grabs both of Blades arms, one of either side of the turnbuckle post. Blade is yanked violently towards the corner post, shoulder hitting the hard steal. Blade manages to pull himself up using the ropes, limited to the use of one arm which hangs limply at his side. Angel climbs back in the ring, runs at Blade and attempts to knock him down with a clothesline. Blade ducks under, spins and uses his good arm to lay forearms to Angel’s chest. Angel barely finches, knocking Blade to the floor with a stiff right shot. Blade rolls to his feet but is flattened by another stiff right. Again Blade rises to meet the challenge, but this time swinging his good arm to deflect the blow before following it up with a toe kick to Angel’s groin. Angel falls immediately to his knees, grabbing his crown jewels in pain as the crowd show their dissatisfaction, the pain clearly seen in Angel’s eyes.--[/i]

Rachel Beckett::
Do dark creatures of the night even have testicles?

Gary King:
You tell me, Rachel.

Rachel Beckett::
Well, judging by that guy I onc- Hey!
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[Blade]

--Blade steps back, before dashing at Angel and kicking his stiffly in the side of the head. Angel falls halfway through the ropes, chest resting on the middle rope. Blade manages to struggle onto the top rope once again. He jumps off and drops a leg across the back of Angels head*. Blade lands half sitting on the apron, while Angel grasps the back of his neck in the ring. Blade manages to stand on the ring apron, and springs into the ring with a rolling senton, landing on Angels back. Rolling Angel onto his back, Blade attempts another pinfall.

...1
...2
...kickout

Obviously frustrated, Blade climbs to his feet and argues openly with the referee, who argues back that it was only a two count. Blade raises his fist towards the referee who coils in fear, but Blade manages to resist striking the ref and turns his attention back to Angel. Blade circles the downed Angel, contemplating his next move. Suddenly, Crusher Casey is seen sliding under the bottom rope, quickly followed by Ace Andrews and The Fizz. Casey knocks Blade to the floor with a heavy clothesline. Blade hits the floor hard, landing on the back of his head. Ace takes the advantage, mounting Blade and laying in left and right blows to the face. Casey turns his attention to Angel, while The Fizz stomps on him to keep him on the floor. She places her foot across his throat, applying pleasure, choking him. Angel’s legs flail around but Angel is held in place by Casey, preventing him from escaping. The Fizz removes her foot, and Angel gasps for air. But before he can recover he is dragged to his feet by Casey and thrown into the turnbuckle. Casey and Fizz take turns trading gut kicks to Angel. Meanwhile in the opposite side of the ring, Ace has Blade up in the corner. Climbing up to the second rope, Ace starts to lay fight hand fists to Blades skull, loudly counting along. However the crowd don’t bother counting, visibly annoying Ace. He jumps down and calls across the ring to his partners. Blade and Angel are whipped towards each other, but they both put on the brakes. They look at each other for half a second before turning on their heels and attacking their foes.--

[/i]

Rachel Beckett::
Its the Uprising! Hallelujah! My prayers have been answered!

Gary King:
Did I forget to say that before Angel and Blade were bitter enemies, they made one of the most fearsome combinations in the ELITE locker-room? Because it seems like we might be about to get a flashback to those days!

--However, before either man can build up momentum, Ash Strife jumps over the barricade and slides in the ring with a chair. Blade takes the first shot in the back of the head, before Ash turns his attention to Angel on the opposite side of the ring. Angel charges at Strife, but is smashed in the face as Ash throws the chair towards him with high velocity. With both men down, Strife pulls Ace to his feet. With the Uprising almost at full force, they continue the beat down giving Blade and Angel no chance of comeback. However, a cheer reigns out from the crowd as LBM and RDJ appear on the ramp way, charging down to the ring. At the same time, Sentience and Harley have climbed over the barricade behind the commentary table. Both sides reach the ring at the side time, a full on melee breaking out in the ring. Harley drags The Fizz to the floor by the hair. RDJ immediately tackles Strife, a continuation of their night long brawl. LBM goes after Casey, blasting him with stiff shots, putting his MMA training to the test. Blade turns his attention to Ace, a preview of their grudge match at Wrestletopia. Dark Angel and Sentience are brawling in the corner, Angel clearing getting the upper hand before clotheslining Sentience over the top rope. The Uprising, realising the futility of the situation begin to retreat. Ace is left in the ring on his own, but is quickly dragged out by Strife and Casey before carrying him up the ramp way. Blade casually slips under the bottom rope and slowly walks up the ramp, smiling at Ace. Blade is joined by Sentience and Harley on the ramp as The Uprising stop on the stage. In the ring, the Veterans stand in the centre of the ring, looking up at both The Uprising and The Heretics Anonymous. On the stage, Ace is fuming, pacing back and forth and clearly pissed off while Blade simply stands between both groups, looking between them and smiling.--[/i]

Rachel Beckett::
This place is at breaking point! There's three sides and they're all ready to rip each other apart!

Gary King:
Something has to give! See you at Wrestletopia, live on pay-per-view this Sunday!

--At this standoff, Legacy goes off the air.--[/center]

*Blade Trademark - Final Cut