Monday Night Legacy - October 26th, 2009

["Sick" Nick™]

Monday, October 26^TH, 2009

Live from FHT Arena, New York City, New York--------------------

MAIN EVENT
FHT Rules Match

"Sick" Nick [Dressed Up As Miley Cyrus]
-vs-
Blade

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-AND-

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51% SHARE OF FHT/ELITE
Singles Match

Ace Andrews
-vs-
Keith Williams

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INCLUDING APPEARANCES BY
[But Not Limited To]

The Returning Venom
Lbm
"Sick" Nick
NIN Horror
Ninja
- & -
Dark Angel




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- C O M M E N T A T O R S -
Wally Wilson and Rachel Beckett

Wally Wilson:
WOW! What a week we had last week.

Rachel Beckett:
Yea, for the first time in God knows how many years, Venom is back from the dead... Figuratively speaking. You know, not like Lbm back from the dead type of stuff.

Wally Wilson:
Well, you know what. Instead of sitting here and speaking about it, lets get to the action. Who knows how many other FHT/ELITE superstars will return tonight!

[venom]

RACHEL: It's safe to say that tonight....everything is up for grabs....

WALLY: Even the company! Keith Williams has the chance to take that 51% share of the company away from Ace Andrews! A move like that would send shockwaves through the wrestling world as we know it!

RACHEL: Not to mention....not one, but TWO title matches tonight! Tonight has the potential to go down in FHT/ELITE HISTORY.....

THE LIGHTS GO OUT. THE TITANTRON IS FULL OF STATIC...

WALLY: Could this be?



STILL I RISE BY SHADOWS FALL HITS THE TITANTRON, and BLUE LIGHTS AND MIST FILL THE ENTRANCE.

VENOM STEPS OUT ON THE RAMP AND RAISES HORNS TO THE AUDIENCE.

RACHEL: The crowd is going nuts! What is Venom going to say tonight?

Venom comes down to ringside and climbs in, climbing the turnbuckles and throwing up horns to the crowd.

VENOM: NEW YORK CITY.....

THE CROWD STARTS UP A VENOM CHANT.

VENOM: Tonight.....wow. This is gonna be a party. Tonight, 51% of the company is up for grabs. Keith Williams in one corner....Ace Andrews in the other. And let make one thing DAMN sure. I'm gonna be backstage...watching that match close.

THE CROWD POPS BIG TIME.

VENOM: I got some other things to address. Two things, actually. Two titles are up for grabs tonight. I would assume that would include LBM and that title match that was supposed to happen last week.

THE CROWD POPS FOR LBM.

VENOM: So....to the powers that be that are cowering backstage.....I'll just stop being vague and make my words crystal clear so even you jackasses can understand me.

VENOM PAUSES FOR A MOMENT.

VENOM: No....I'm not even going to say it. I'm gonna let all of NYC say it. Who do you people want to see walk out of this arena with FHT/ELITE gold tonight?

THE VENOM CHANT IS GETTING LOUDER AND LOUDER.

VENOM: I'd say that was pretty damn clear. So....that's my challenge. You want to know if I still got it? Bring it.

VENOM DROPS HIS MIKE AND LEAVES THE RING TO HUGE POP.

RACHEL: He's back from the dead and he's thrown the gauntlet down.

WALLY: The Pit Viper looks better than ever....and we haven't seen the Jaws of Hell finisher in FHT/ELITE....for years now! This enigmatic legend has a lot of momentum coming into this arena....but who will rise to the challenge?

FHT/ELITE GOES TO COMMERCIAL BREAK.

[venom]

COMMERCIAL....

We see the FHT/LEGACY logo.

A RATHER IMPRESSIVE ANNOUNCER'S VOICE SPEAKS.

ANNOUNCER: FHT/LEGACY VIDEO...WHERE THE ACTION COMES ALIVE IN YOUR LIVING ROOM AND KICKS YOUR TEETH DOWN YOUR THROAT PROUDLY PRESENTS....FOR THE FIRST TIME....

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WE SEE THE MILLION DOLLAR MAN HIMSELF, SITTING IN AN ARMCHAIR BESIDE A ROARING FIRE.

TED: Hello, FHT/LEGACY fans. You know, I say that every man has his price. Well, the folks at FHT/LEGACY Video have proven that by dangling this classic match over the fans heads. But now, it is available over at FHT/LEGACY SHOPZONE.COM and wherever fine wrasslin videos are sold.

THE CROWD CHEERS.

TED: But wait....that's not all. Not only do you get the entire 48 hour match in its ENTIRETY....you also get the special Halftime Event....oh, it just makes me chuckle warmly to think of it....

THE CROWD CHUCKLES WARMLY.

TED: Yes. The Halftime Event that is still being talked about till this day. Who could ever forget Cowboy and the entire FHT Midget lineup, singing "It's a Small World..." Let's see a clip.

We see the midget lineup...Lil' Trippy, Lil' Curve, Lil' Joker....etc..

COWBOY: All right now...SING YOU LIL' SUMBITCHES!!

The scene cuts back to Ted, who is throwing another bundle of money on the fire. He reaches behind the chair and begins to polish the Million Dollar Belt.

TED: Doesn't that bring back some great memories? Where are those midgets now? I mean, the LBM midget was so tiny that he couldn't be seen by the naked eye!

THE CROWD LAUGHS.

TED: And just think. You can get this incredible match for only 29.99....and experience classic FHT action in your own living room! Remember, when you call....tell em' Ted sent you. You won't get any discount....but I get a commission every time you say it....

A PHONE NUMBER APPEARS ON THE SCREEN.

ANNOUNCER: Call now....operators are standing by....

[Keith Williams]

FHT Legacy comes back from commercial to see Harold Gunther standing in the backstage area holding a microphone. He is talking to one of the camera crew.

Harold Gunther:
Is my tie on straight? Is it the correct color? Last thing I need is to have that cheapskate Ace fine me for violating the dress code. I heard the only reason Ace wears button up shirts is because his ego is so big he can't fit his head thru a t-shirt..

Camera Crew:
Um..Harold, we are live.

Harold Gunther:
What!! Tell me that what I just said didn't go out?

The camera guy just nods his head signaling to Harold that indeed his comments about Ace was broadcast for the whole world to hear. Harold gets a worried look on his face.

Harold Gunther:
*coughs* That is what others have said about our great owner. I on the other hand think that Ace doesn't have a ego and him wearing button up-shirts makes him look dashing..

There is a moment of awkward silence as Harold composes himself. He looks around and notices something. He motions the camera man to follow him. The camera turns around to see a man with his back turned towards the camera. All you can make out is that the individual is wearing a black cowboy hat and a long black duster.

Harold Gunther:
Keith Williams! Can I have a few moments of your time?

The figure turns around to reveal Keith Williams. The microphone on the camera picks up the pop from the fans in the arena.

Keith Williams:
Oh hey Harold..and Blue..

Harold turns all shades of white and jumps. Keith just stands there and starts laughing.

Harold Gunther:
That wasn't funny.

Keith Williams:
Boy, if you could only had seen your face. You could go as a ghost for the halloween party and not have to wear any makeup. Sorry Harold. What do you want?

Harold Gunther:
Tonight, you are scheduled to face Ace Andrews for his 51% ownership of FHT/Elite. What is your thoughts going into this match?

Keith Williams:
Well my thoughts...wait somethings not right here..

Harold Gunther:
What? Is my tie not straight?

Keith shakes his head no. He then takes his index finger and begins to tap his chin. Then he gets a look like he realizes what is wrong and snaps his finger. He then reaches over and snatches the microphone out of Harolds' hand. He then motions to have Harold leave.

Keith Williams:
Thanks for coming Harold, but your services are not needed this evening.

Harold gets a confused look on his face. Keith keeps motioning for him to leave. Finally Harold turns around and walks off. Keith then turns to his left and motions with his index finger for someone off screen to come over. At first nobody comes over. Keith then does a full hand motion. Finally footsteps are heard. Kristin Ricci comes into the camera. Keith takes the microphone and lays it across the top of his hand. Kristin takes the microphone.

Kristin Ricci:
Hi, This is Kristin Ricci, and I am standing here with the man who tonight will face majority owner Ace Andrews. When Keith is successful, he will become the new owner of FHT/Elite. Keith what thoughts are running thru your mind on this historic night? What made you come out and challenge Ace last week for his shares?

Keith Williams:
Well Kristin, I have sat back for months now watching how Ace runs FHT/Elite, and it made me sick. Seeing someone who has no appreciation of the history of FHT/Elite or what this company means to the wrestlers in the back running it made me want to turn off the tv.

The people prior to Ace knew and respected this place. Starting with StraightCurve running the company to Trippy and Venom both being commissioner all the way up to when I ran this company. None of us caused this company to go out of business. But just in the few short months that Ace has been in charge, we have lost sponsors, wrestlers, the network that shows this program.

Even when I win the shares, the course Ace has set us on can't be changed. But by being in control, I can ensure that FHT/Elite will go out in the way fitting for this great company. All Ace cares about is getting that last little bit of coin before we close the doors forever. I will ensure that that last coin goes towards making sure that FHT/Elite goes out in a blaze of glory unlike any company has done before. I will ensure that wrestling fans forever will be talking about the night that FHT/Elite went out with a bang, and not a whimper like ECW did under Paul Heyman.

Tonight, I am not going out there to defeat Ace for myself. Tonight I am stepping into that ring to win back FHT for not only the boys in the back, but for all the fans that have poured their hard earned money into FHT over the years..

Kristin Ricci:
Last week, we saw the return of the Icon Venom. You came out and challenged him to a match at FHT 4 Life. And for all intended purposes it appears that he accepted your challenge. How does it feel to know that you will finally face a man that you have waited 6 years to get your hands on?

Keith Williams:
Kristin, I feel like a rookie all over again. I have the same feelings now that I did when I first stepped in FHT. I can't wait to get to the arena now. See what is going to happen next. It funny how one person showing up can change ones perspective.

Yes, I have waited 6 years to get a chance to face Venom. Having the fans tell you that you are great, but you ain't no Venom. I could go into this match with bitterness and resentment. But I'm not. I want to see which of us is the better man. If Venom manages to beat me, I will walk over and shake the mans hand.

But you see, there is alot of time between now and the ppv. I know there are guys in that lockerroom that will be looking to make a name for themselves so that when we do close down, they can get a job else where. Be it WWE, TNA or Ring of Honor. And what better way then to able to put on their resume that they took out the legend Venom. So from right now until the ppv, Venom can consider himself having a guardian angel. I be watching his back and make sure that he makes it to our match at 100%.

Now Kristin, if you don't mind, I got a company to get ready to bring back..

With that the scene switches to the announce table

Wally Wilson:
Keith looks focus tonight. Ace better bring his A game to this match or else he will be known as the ex FHT/Elite Owner.

Rachel Beckett:
Who cares about that? Can you believe that skank Kristin Ricci is backstage? I thought Ace fired her?

Wally Wilson:
Well it looks like Keith is already beginning to make changes here and they are not bad if I do say so myself!

Rachel Beckett:
You would. Everyone knows how she got the job in the first place and it wasn't for her announcing skills

Wally Wilson:
Thats the pot calling the kettle black.

Rachel Beckett:
Whats that suppose to mean?

Wally Wilson:
*cough*Ash*cough*

Rachel Beckett:
Why you little...

Rachel reaches across the announce table as the scene goes black

[Crusher Casey]

Rachel Beckett: I have just gotten news that Crusher will be making a statement to me during tonights live event, in regards to his Retirement from the spot of wrestling and Elite....

Wally : WOW that is so like him to go to you Rachel, why not come to a "REAL" Reporter...

RB: He told me that you were not , but that in his words :A Real Bitch: and not even a man, so if I were you I would chose my words wisely, just ask Gary or whatever his name was that crossed paths with Casey..

scene fades to a commercial....

[Ash Strife]

Beckett: It is Sad to see us go wait what the…

Red lights flash through the arena as a siren noise goes off and a video comes out on the jumbo tron.



Beckett: ASH IS BACK!

Ash Strife makes his way down the ramp in his wrestling gear with a hoodie over it, another federation’s championship around his waist and holding a contract in his left hand. He climbs up over the top rope and grabs a microphone from the announcer. A small Ash Strife chant starts as Ash smiles at the crowd. He raises the microphone to his face.

Strife: Why thank you, thank you thank you and FUCK YOU!

Ash Strife takes off his hoodie to show a LPW T-shirt

Beckett: What? Where did that come from.

Strife: You see I for one am happy this shit hole is closing down unlike home, unlike LORDS OF PAIN WRESTLING!

Ash takes off his belt and holds it high in the area.

Strife: A federation that is still going strong where I am the reigning LPW TRANSALANTIC CHAMPION, a lot of you old timers might recognize it as the OLD PWA UNITED STATES TITLE, a title that your own beloved SICK NICK was a holder off…

The Crowd breaks off into a HUGE Sick Nick Chant

Strife: Yes call out your hero… Last time me and Nick faced off I left him in a puddle of his own blood, he doesn’t want any of the largest man in FHT/Elite.

Ash takes a second and spits in the ring.

Strife: Now a lot of people are wondering why I helped LBM of all people? Just to piss Ace off, I’m not a hero trying to save this place. Just because Max and Ace lost sight of what the uprising was about doesn’t mean I did. Now a lot of you are probably wondering what this contract entitles me too… well this piece of paper give me either an World title shot of my choice in the match of my choice… but after looking at both belt and looking at my amazing title… Well let me show you what ti think of both World titles here…

Ash strife pulls down his gear enough to allow him to wipe his ass with a world title contract.

Wilson: Our former commissioner just wiped his backside with a world title contract, what disrespect.

Rachael Beckett gets up from the table and gets in the ring with Ash Strife as he is pulling his gear back up and leaving the contract crumpled up on the ground.

Strife: Can I help you?

Beckett: Umm Big Daddy… maybe you can put in a good word for me at LPW and-

Strife: Rachael how can I put this best… the best thing to come out of your mouth was my dick… your useless to me so get out of my ring before I show you how I became the titan of ultra violence.

Rachael quickly gets out of the ring.

Strife: Now to know that in one year the FHT arena will be closed down forever and probably be used as a homeless shelter or a crack den while LPW is still running strong just makes my day. Hell when I look to the paper to check out the independent scenes we can see how shitty this place was… (changes his voice to that of a interviewer tone) Well Mr. LPM I don’t see how being the longest reigning FHT Hardcore champion will help you succeed in this job, Mr Williams you were the General Manager of what again? FHT Pffft Oh sorry that was rude of me… (going back tgo his normal voice) You see out of all the untalented hacks back stage on Sick Nick has a future if he still has the heart. Nick could still come back to LPW if he wasn’t a broken has been. But let me leave the old and dying alone for a minute… I will be on the farewell show and I will destroy a FHT Legend just who? Who cares you beat up one old man you can beat them all up. And as for the vacant Global Honored Crown you may as well just hand me back my belt because I was the only holder of that title that brought it any justice! So boys I’ll be watching you looking for my next victim!

Sentenced to Burn plays as Ash Strife leaves to a chorus of boos.

[Max Venom]

We're back on FHT/ELITE Legacy as an uneasy truce has been reached between Wally Wilson and Rachel Beckett after Rachel's attempted deflection. Both are refusing to talk right now however, which as commentators is obviously making the broadcast awkward.

Don't Lie To Yourself, It Gave You Pleasure...

OH MY GOD OH MY-

As “Demonoid Phenomenon” hits the reaction from the crowd is aggressively violent, the booing near-deafening as from the back emerges the smug face of Slow Poison, the Company Killer, Max Venom. He gives the fans a mock bow and the that just enrages them further.

Wally Wilson: I don't believe this. Max Venom has some nerve coming back here! This company made Max Venom, this company gave Max Venom every shot he could want, and when he had it all, the ELITE Global Honored Championship, a huge match with Blade, surely a World Title run in his pocket... Well, Max Venom threw that all away! He vanished on us at the worst possible time and that ultimately led to the situation we find ourselves in now. The Company Killer may well have killed FHT/ELITE!

Rachel Beckett: Whoa, whoa there Wally. Let's not be judgemental here, let's hear what Venom has to say.

The disgust of the fans translates in-ring, where Erik Knights initially refuses Venom the microphone, until Venom actively threatens Knights to get it. The fans loudly chant “Fuck You Max” and some start throwing trash into the ring. Venom's smile widens and he shakes his head slightly, before... singing?

Max Venom: I'm gonna rain on your parade
No, I won't take it again
And I'll keep raining, raining, raining over you...

Venom laughs mockingly at the fans, who continue their verbal assault. Max actually has to pause for nearly a full minute before he can be heard again.

Max Venom: I fucking told you all, didn't I? That all I had to do was walk out of this pathetic excuse for a wrestling promotion and without me, it'd wither and die. And by gosh, it appears that I was right on the money yet again! The legacies of FHT and ELITE were both ended by me, manipulating egos and stealing the show time and time again just so you'd become dependant on me, just so when the time was right, I could take my leave and let you fumble around and die. I'm not here to apologise, and I don't think I owe you all an explanation of why I did it, although you'll get one, don't worry. No, I'm here sorely to gloat and then piss on whatever remains this company has by the end.

Security struggle to hold the fans at bay, as they are now pushing towards the ring in a blind fury, literally wanting to rip Max Venom to shreds.

Max Venom: So let's begin the gloating, shall we? You see, without me, this promotion wouldn't have made it the year. Without me, this promotion would've quietly died sometime in January and nobody would've gave a shit. No, I made FHT/ELITE work because I was the Uprising. Ace Andrews, despite having all the talent in the world, was a complete crapshoot on whether he'd decide to turn up. Ash Strife could only take an opportunity if it was offered on a silver platter, repeatedly. Crusher Casey probably wasn't even aware he was in a stable, seeing as he had that creepy obsession with Lbm for about a year. Trey Spruance was a useless pothead, Andre Roussimoff was thrown into the group by chance as a vehicle for, surprise, surprise, another veteran and The Fizz was, well, The Fizz. I took that bunch of hopeless idiots and made them something special, into something people called the “greatest stable in the company's history”. And all of that was me, Max Venom. Isn't that interesting... The only two completely new guys FHT/ELITE as a combined entity ever picked up were Ace Andrews and me. And we all know now thanks to Lbm's oh-so-edgy shoots that Ace was brought in by Angel and Blade, so he doesn't really count. No, the only guy this company signed that wasn't an FHT or ELITE throwback was me, and I gave you another year of ego feeding and title reigns. Did management ever see my success and think “Man, if we signed a few more new guys like Max Venom, this promotion could have some real life in it yet!”? Hahaha! No! As soon as I brought this place back, you called all your old-school buddies back in and proceeded to turn the whole thing back to shit, as if by magic.

The fans are hating every moment of it, and are chanting every name imaginable to come to the ring and sort out the arrogant Max Venom, who in contrast, is loving this chance to speak.

Max Venom: That's what got to me! I felt like a babysitter desperately trying to tidy up after twelve unruly kids who'd puke on the carpet or start drawing over the walls or start drinking the stuff under the sink! My reward? Ridicule! Blame! Insults! Remember how after that Glass Ceiling Cage match against Dark Angel, you announced a Supershow, completely undermining the match forcing me to scramble to find a last-minute opponent? I did it! I found and beat your FHT Hall of Famer Stone Cold Steve Austin... And did I get squat for that? No! It was immediately swept under the carpet, because I still had to “prove myself”. Remember when the Uprising took over Legacy? Oh, you guys had a right laugh afterwards, I'll admit the show was pretty terrible... And you know why? Because all you veterans did during that night was stand around outside like a bunch of retards! Afterwards you said we “took over your show and did nothing with it!”... Hello? WE TOOK OVER YOUR SHOW! We locked you all out of your “legendary” arena! What more did you want? The opus wasn't on us to deliver anything more that night, we delivered the biggest slap in the face possible and you just went “Pssssh, they didn't even kick us in the balls”. That was so symbolic of the whole problem when the Uprising went against you veterans... It was the newer talent against the company battling this insurmountable wall of pure apathy! Whenever we did something right, it'd be brushed aside as minor, insignificant... “Its been done before” or “You just beat a has-been” or “You haven't earned that position yet”... Yet if we did anything wrong, anything at all, you guys would pounce on it, amplify it as some undeniable proof that the “newbies” couldn't cut it.

Max actually looks visibly frustrated now as he speaks, pacing across the ring. The fans continue to boo him, but its settled down a fair bit now, and has become background noise to Venom's tale.

Max Venom: Remember the PPV? Oh, I'll never forget that insult. After months of making this promotion work again, after months of battles and feuds... What did I get? A place on the fucking subs bench! The best match I got offered was a “just-in-case” for Ash Strife vs. Reverend Daddy Joe, that I'm sure we all remember as a modern-day classic... What was it, one shot to the knee? All my hard work, and they couldn't even find me a spot on the biggest show of the year... I had to use my own initiative, my own cunning and sneak into someone else's match, Dark Angel's, someone I had already faced before and ended up winning the Global Honored Crown. It was that night I decided. This company had broken me, but I didn't want to become one of you veterans, hanging around and doing as little as possible because while the idea of work hurt them, the idea of this promotion closing hurt them harder. And I wanted to hurt them. You still had time to save things, you know. All you did was reinforced that this promotion needed to die though. Remember “Shoot Night”? How veterans came out to try and bring me down with claims they had created the Uprising or my authorised one show absence was inexcusable and I had to increase my work rate, or how I should've known that the sign someone wanted in on the Uprising was disappearing for a month or even that I should've keep the stable going, with two members and two fired cripples. Just more fuel for the fire. I left you in the lurch and god, it felt good. Just hearing the news reports about how the company was leaking money and in crisis mode... And here we are. The funeral of FHT/ELITE. And this isn't one corpse that needs an autopsy. I killed FHT/ELITE by driving a dagger right through its heart, but I only managed to do that because of years and years of poison you veterans had fed it. So thank you, thank you for making my job easier, thank you for keeping things going just long enough that I could gloat. Of all the promotions I've killed, of all the companies I've ended, this one gave me the most pleasure... You know why? Because FHT/ELITE deserved to die.

With that, Venom drops the microphone, smiling, his eyes looking almost maniacal as he waves goodbye to the fans in attendance, who are now covering the ring in trash and litter. He steps out of the ring, still waving goodbye to the fans who are stretching over the barricade to give him the finger. Venom heads backstage, but stops on the top of the entrance ramp.

Max Venom: Oh, one more thing... I'm taking a souvenir with me...

Venom opens up his jacket and rips off his shirt to reveal the ELITE Global Honored Crown around his waist. The booing now reaches such heights that Venom actually has to cover his ears. He heads backstage, winding through corridor after corridor, being looked at by stagehands who are clearly annoyed with Max, but too afraid to do anything to stop him. Venom gets into the back seat of a waiting cab just outside the parking lot and it drives off, as FHT/ELITE Legacy heads to commercial.

[Former FHT Employee Daniel Ice]

[We come back to FHT/ELITE Legacy in the men's locker-room, surprisingly quiet despite the influx of returning talent over the past two weeks. In the corner, wincing to himself slightly as he moves about, is Dark Angel, taping up his wrists, preparing for a match. The locker-room door opens and Angel looks up, then sighs as FHT/ELITE Owner Ace Andrews strides into frame]

Ace Andrews:
Oh God, this is pathetic. What part of “take the night off” don't you understand, Angel?

Dark Angel:
I work on opposite logic. People need me to stay, I leave. People need me to leave, I stay. I'm quite infamous for it.

Ace Andrews:
Look, I've got enough on my plate tonight without having to babysit you. I've got Max Venom walking out here and stealing title belts, I've got Ash Strife stirring the pot himself, Crusher Casey threatening our announcers and most importantly, tonight I've got a match to defend my ownership rights. I don't need to be stopping some washed-up old coot from finishing off his leg tonight!

Dark Angel:
So its the Uprising boys causing trouble by being spoilt little children again, huh? I don't need one of you to look after me, after all, I'm not the one who spent half of last year in a wheelchair.

[Ace grits his teeth, clearly battling between his responsibilities as owner and wanting to smack Dark Angel across the face. He pulls himself together fairly quickly though]

Ace Andrews:
Actually Angel, until further notice, I'm your boss, I'm the one who has to answer to the fans when you can't wrestle at FHT/ELITE 4-Life and quite frankly, having a nostalgia PPV without your presence would be wrong. It'd be bad for buyrates too, the critics would pick that hole apart and blame me for not stopping you from being an idiot.

Dark Angel:
Hey, if its getting too hard for you, boss-man, don't worry. That headache's only going to last until the end of the show, I'm sure.

Ace Andrews:
Oh Angel, tell me you're not that naïve. Do you really think I'd put my investment on the line if I didn't have both the skills to back it up and plans within plans just in case? You, however, have neither. Just a busted leg and a career that's significance will end with this promotion.

[Angel stands up, but can't hide the pain shooting up from his leg. Ace just smiles and shakes his head]

Ace Andrews:
I'm telling you, Angel, go home, rest that leg so you can have whatever big final match you want at the PPV. Don't start being stupid and ruining whatever's left of your life.

Dark Angel:
…Yes, because sitting at home will get me ever closer to both the ELITE World Title and NIN Horror. See, before it was just about holding the belt before the end. Now though... Now its perso-

Ace Andrews:
Don't you even dare say that clichéd line in front of me! What did you expect, for NIN to just roll over and take the beating, so you could get your picturesque happy ending? I don't know what you've got planned tonight-

Dark Angel:
I'm wrestling.

Ace Andrews:
-But it won't be wrestling. I'm saving you the trouble, no one wants to face you tonight, in the condition you're in. Wouldn't even be worthwhile! Angel, you're hereby banned from the arena for tonight. Go home. Watch one of your DVDs. Hell, tune in to the show and watch me dismantle Keith Williams. I'm not having you cripple yourself tonight in some minor TV match... Save it for the PPV where people are paying at least.

[Angel is about to object but then a far away look crosses his face. There's a suspicious pause before he answers Ace back]

Dark Angel:
You know, you're absolutely right. No one here will want to fight me tonight! You're right, I'll just head to the hotel and call it a night. Thanks, boss... Oh, and good luck in your match tonight...

[The last parts of Angel's sentences are soaked in sarcasm, which Ace just ignores. Angel walks out of the door, and Ace shoots him one last look before he gets back to focusing on his match tonight]

["Sick" Nick™]

As we come back from a commercial break, we are backstage in the wrestler's locker room. All of a sudden, the door is burst open and in walks "Sick" Nick, who is dressed up as Miley Cyrus.

"Sick" Nick:
YEA!!! Let's get this Halloween party started ! ! ! I got the pumpkin cider!

Nick stops in his tracks and looks around at all the wrestlers, who are all staring at him, some are even snickering. Nick looks over too the nearest person.

"Sick" Nick:
Blade... Dude. Why aren't you dressed up for the Halloween party?

Blade:
What party?

"Sick" Nick:
The Halloween party? Didn't you get the email?

Blade:
What email?

"Sick" Nick:
Damn it!

Nick hangs his head and heads to his locker room as some of the guys backstage point and laugh.

"Sick" Nick (As Nick is leaving):
I'll get whoever did this!

As Nick leaves the locker room, everyone starts to burst out laughing.

[The F'N Legend Lbm]

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

Pyrotechnics explode throughout the sold out FHT Arena, as the FHT Undisputed Champion (x5), The F'N Legend Lbm makes his way down the aisle towards the ring.

Smacking hands with as many fans as he can, Lbm circles the ringside area before jumping up on the apron and posing with his newly won FHT Undisputed Championship belt!

Lbm climbs the top turnbuckle and holds his belt up again as he is handed a microphone from ringside. Lbm jumps down off the top rope and stands inside the ring ready to address this crowd.[/color][/b]

The F'N Legend Lbm:[/b][/size]
FHT/ELITE is closing down in a matter of weeks! After seven years, this great company will be no more by the end of 2009 and I am seriously conflicted! On the one hand, I sat back in the locker room last week and I watched the legendary Venom return last week after six years! We thought he was dead and last week he stood in this ring and cut a promo that brought tears to my eyes and made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up!

Then... The Red Hand Monster himself!!! The best mic man FHT/ELITE has ever seen! A man who throughout the years has never once not come out here and given us the best of the best, I'm talking about the man, the myth, the legend, ULSTER returned to FHT/ELITE last week as well and proceeded to deliver yet another one of his great promos! And I might not agreed with much of what the big man had to say - that did not stop me from enjoying his presense here and then straight away rewinding it back and then watching him do his thing all over again!

Could it get any bigger or any better? Of course it could! My long time close friend... The greatest mind this business has ever known! The man who's vision may not have started ELITE but sure as hell kept it going all these years - the individual quite simply known as the Dark Angel! Daniel Ice (Reece) returned after another of his mysterious exits and showed the fire and passion that I always knew he had deep inside him and did something that no other wrestler (myself included) has been able to do in recent months - get that lazy bastard NIN Horror to show up here and actually wrestle!?!

The crowd cheer and applaud Lbm's heartfelt speech! Lbm stops and applauds himself as a huge FHT/ELITE chant breaks out!!![/color][/b]

The F'N Legend Lbm:[/b][/size]
Tonite the man who unified the FHT Television & FHT Hardcore Championships, the former commissioner "Big Daddy" Ash Strife walked back in to the FHT Arena! The disgraced ELITE Global Honored Crown champion who was the most prolific heel of 2009 here in FHT/ELITE, Max Venom returned!

I'm in the locker room and amongst others - Satan, Blade, Terrell Odom (still fighting with Blade) and god himself - Straightcurve are all hanging out! Its like someone invented a time machine and I'm back in 2003 all over again! I don't mind telling you that in the last few days I been in contact with a guy I know as Joe Blauberg but you might all remember as the New School Hardcore Legend Reverend Daddy Joe!!!

I've got an email in my account sitting from a guy who when he was 16 was a virgin and watched wrestling who at the age of 23 has most certainly made up for that now in David F'N Hughes! Add to that a certain dope smoking, insaniac known as _the j-man also told me to say hi to everyone on his behalf!!!

"WE WANT J-MAN" chants break out throughout the arena!!![/color][/b]

The F'N Legend Lbm:[/b][/size]
So you can see... I am seriously conflicted here tonite! On the one hand as we stand here just two weeks away from the 7th anniversary of the birth of FHT (November 10th) I am so pumped having so many great former competitors and indeed friends back here!!! But on the other hand I am so fuckin sad knowing that this great and crazy journey is coming to its inevitable end!!!

Man when I think of some of the moments good/bad & ugly (Satan's Momma - I'm sorry Robert!!!) over the years! Some of the crazy promos/the dangerous deadly matches and the stupid locker room fights... Man I am really REALLY gonna miss this place! I really don't want FHT/ELITE to die! I wanna keep doing this until physically I can't continue anymore! And when I can't do this anymore... I wanna sit on that chair there in the front row watching all the guys that can still go continuing were I left off!!!

But then I look at how these other companies died and fizzled out! P2PW, EWC, FCW, XAW and the many others that tried and failed to compete with FHT/ELITE!!! They died cause no one was interested anymore - cause no one cared! But FHT/ELITE... When we go out - and as hard as it is we have to face it - but when we go down - we're gonna down in a blaze of glory with everyone who made this company great all here standing together for one last great run!

These next few weeks... These next few weeks are gonna be FUCKIN AWESOME!!! I PROMISE YOU THAT!!!

The crowd go apeshit as more FHT/ELITE chants break out throughout the arena!!! Everyone is on their feet as Lbm nods his head in approval!!![/color][/b]

The F'N Legend Lbm:[/b][/size]
So while Keith Williams and Ace Andrews will tonite face off over 51% Shares of this failing company (seriously who wants 51% Majority Shares of a company thats going bust?!?), it falls on me, the FHT Undisputed Champion to pass along the words of the joint shareholders! This is how the last few days of this great company FHT/ELITE is going to go down...

NEXT WEEK... FHT Superstars - the flagship programme of F'N Hardcore Territory returns with the original commentary team of A-Damn Hater & Wally Wilson reuniting!!!

THE FOLLOWING WEEK... FHT VII will be broadcast live on Tuesday November 10th exactly seven years to the date that FHT first launched!!! Best of all it'll be free!!!

THE WEEK AFTER... ELITE Primetime - the flagship ELITE programme that launched in December 2004 and was broadcast live every single Tuesday night for two years returns for one last time with Gary King & Wally's little girl, Sally Wilson back at the desk!!!

THE WEEK AFTER THAT... ELITE's 5th Anniversary Spectacular will feature the Re-Match "five years in the making" that Ulster talked so fondly of last week... "LBM vs ULSTER 2" plus the return for one night only of the ELITE Worldwide & ELITE Daredevil Championships and it'll be broadcast live from the Manchester Evening News Arena in the UK!!!

AFTER THAT... FHT/ELITE Monday Night Legacy returns for one last time!!! The last ever episode of the programme that brought together two companies that at one time wanted the other out of business!!!

AND THEN FINALLY... FHT/ELITE 4 LIFE!!! The last show ever ever of this great company! FHT/ELITE 4 LIFE will be truely the most epic broadcast ever produced with the final champions decided and we already know we can expect to see Venom versus Keith Williams on this night!!!

That ladies and gentlemen is how things are going to go down!!! Let me make a promise to you now!!! Me and this title are going to be live on every single one of them broadcasts!!! And as I told you, we know who I'll be facing live on the ELITE Anniversary Spectacular... but let me make a challenge to someone for one of the main events for FHT VII for this FHT Undisputed Championship belt!!! VENOM you know its gotta be you boy!!! You know were I am if you want a shot at this!!!

THANK YOU!!!

Lbm throws down the microphone and holds up his championship belt as the crowd cheer him!!! The camera pans through the crowd as more FHT/ELITE chants break out!!![/color][/b]

Legacy continues...

[Ace Andrews]

As LBM is heading backstage, still slapping hands with the crowd his music is cut off and a familiar guitar riff hits.

Rollin' the dice
Never thinkin' twice

LBM pauses and glares up at the entrance way as ‘Blackjack’ by Airbourne keeps playing and from the back out walks Ace Andrews, dressed to wrestle. Ace pauses and stares at LBM. LBM walks upto Ace’s face and the two men get into a heated stare down, which ends when LBM simply smirks and pats his FHT Undisputed Title causing Ace to scowl at him.. LBM simply chuckles and then walks backstage. Ace watches him go and then turns and starts to strut down the ramp, Ace looking focused for once. When he reaches the bottom of the ramp, Ace strolls over and up the ringsteps, before slipping into the ring. Ace crosses the ring, and holds out a hand, getting a mike and slowly turning and strolling back to the center of the ring. Ace slowly starts to raise a mike, tilting his head a little to glance out at the crowd as he raises his mike.

AA-”You know, a lot has happened tonight. And so before I get around to showing Keith Williams what a real talent looks like when he’s not neck deep in another beer, I’m going to take a moment to get some things off my chest. And if you guys don’t like it...I couldn’t care less. My Show. My Whims. My Rules. This means that for so long as I still own this place, there is nothing anyone can do to stop me.”

Ace slowly takes a moment to chuckle as the crowd jeers his words. Ace then slowly raises the mike again.

AA-”Now, I’m going to take this moment, to talk about Max Venom. Max, you may want these people to believe, you may want the boys in the back to believe, and you may even think I believe that you walked away to kill this place. But I know the truth Max. You walked away because you were so close to the top, and you simply couldn’t handle the heat. You couldn’t handle the pressure. You folded like a two dollar whore, and ran because for a single moment, you were given a chance at the top, and you were proven to be the giant failure I ALWAYS knew you were.”

“See Max, for the first half of this year, I watched you from up close. I watched you from your right hand, and every time you made these fans laugh, or you took another shot at the veterans, I realised you were better at the mind games then me. But every time you stepped between these ropes, I remember thinking, ‘I’m better than him inside the ring’. And the entire time I was watching you Max, I was studying you. I was learning your weak points. I was learning your strategies. I was getting ready for the day, when you would have started putting your own interests ahead of The Uprising, and on that day, I would have taken GREAT pleasure in doing what LBM couldn’t, and wiping you out for good.”

Ace pauses to take a deep breath and then raises the mike again.

AA-”But before I could do that Max, and embarrass you in front of everyone, you ran like the coward you truly are. You got your gold, you tucked it between your legs, and you ran like a little bitch. And for me, it was as simple as good riddance to bad rubbish. You were never anything more than a flavour of the month Max. Just another prop to get me close to the top, before I could discard you, and get back my World Title again. Just like Blade and Reaper, you were never anything more than momentarily useful. So while I may have my shares on the line in a moment, you can guarantee one thing Max. I still own FHT/Elite. After this match, I will STILL own FHT/Elite. And before this fed closes, I’m going to get you back into this ring one more time, and I am going to embarrass you. Take a leaf from the true Venom’s playbook tonight Max, and watch closely. Because while I’m embarrassing Keith Williams, I’ll be proving just how easy it will be to beat you”

Ace takes a moment to compose his thoughts, and allow what he has said to sink in and then raises the mike again.

AA-”Now, as for you Keith, 4 months ago, I stripped you of your power, and pretty much forced you onto the shelf. And now, just because FHT/Elite is closing down, your worthy of gracing my ring again? I already proved I was better then you Keith. You should have just taken the hint and stayed away. Now, I’m going to take great pleasure in ending your dream match with Venom. Because by the time I’m finished with you tonight, not even that bitch Melody would recog...”

Ace is suddenly cut off, and the crowd pops huge as ‘Alcohol and Ass’ by HellYeah hits!

Alcohaulin' ass
Pour another drink in my glass
Alcohaulin' ass
Alcohaul... in' ass

From the back, out strolls Keith Williams, dressed to wrestle as he glares down into the ring at Ace who simply tosses his mike out of the ring, and then turns back to face Keith, who simply continues glowering. Keith suddenly races down the ramp and slides into the ring, but as he slides in Ace slips out the back of the ring. Williams glares over at him and starts to head toward Ace’s side of the ring, but the referee steps between Keith and the ropes and pushes him back slightly pointing to the opposite side of the ring. Keith argues for a moment but then backs off raising his arms. Ace slowly strolls up the ringsteps, his eyes glued on Keith who is pacing back and forth in one corner. Ace finally steps between the ropes, and Erik Knight approaches mid ring standing between Ace and Keith.

EK-”Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for ONE FALL and it is for 51 Percent Ownership of FHT and Elite! Introducing first, the challenger, hailing from Maryland, USA. He weighs in at 253 pounds, and stands at 6 foot 8. He is the Former General Manager of FHT, and 2 time FHT Undisputed Champion. He...is....KEITH WILLIAMS!”

The crowd cheers and Keith simply raises an arm to acknowledge them, his eyes remaining on Ace the entire time.

EK-”And introducing, the owner of FHT and Elite, and hailing from Las Vegas, USA. He weighs in at 220 pounds and stands at 6 foot 4. He is a Former ELITE Heavyweight Champion and FHT Undisputed Champion. He...is... ‘The Billionaire Brawler’ ACE ANDREWS!!!”

The crowd jeers but Ace ignores them mostly, just taking enough time to slip off his singlet. The referee glances from Ace to Keith and then looks to the timekeeper and rings the bell!

DING DING DING!

[Ace Andrews]

Keith starts off by instantly trying to corner Ace, but Andrews backs away quickly, using his speed advantage to dodge past Keith and get to the opposite side of the ring again. Ace continues to circle Keith, keeping his distance as Keith continues to try and chase him down angrily. Finally Keith seems to corner Ace, who tries to fake left and go right, but Keith sees it coming and grabs Ace by the back of his hair! Ace comes up squealing, but as he is turned to face Keith he is greeted by a massive right hand! Keith allows Ace to get back up, and then drops him with another big right. Ace staggers up once more, bounces off the ropes, and is met by a left jab. Ace remains standing wobbly, but is soon knocked on his ass again as Keith peppers him with two left jabs and then a right cross. Ace crawls into the corner, but Keith follows him in and starts stomping away at Ace who tries to cower under the bottom rope. Keith continues stomping away at Ace until finally the referee steps in and asks Keith to back up a little. The distraction is only momentary, but it is enough as Ace takes the chance to slide under the bottom rope and out of the ring!

WW-”And Ace once more proving just how much of a coward he is.”

RB-”He’s not running away, he’s strategising.”

WW-”Strategising how to continue getting a mudhole stomped into him?”

Keith Williams finally strolls past the referee and reaches over the ropes, grabbing Ace by the hair. He starts to try and yank him up onto the apron, but Ace grabs Keith’s right ankle, and yanks it out under the bottom rope sending Keith stumbling back, and forcing him to let go of Ace’s hair. Ace then pulls Keith’s right leg out of the ring just far enough to yank it up by the ankle and then slam Keith’s knee down over the apron! Ace does it once more, and then drags Keith along the apron towards the ring post. He pauses for a moment, smacking Keith in the face as he tries to sit up and grab Ace before Ace pulls Keith’s leg back, and slams it into the ringpost! Ace quickly follows up, by slamming Keith’s leg into the post once more and then casually walks around and rolls into the ring under the bottom rope, while the referee checks on Keith. Ace casually strolls over to Keith who is staggering to his feet using the ropes to lean on. Ace slips up behind Keith, and when Keith is finally standing fully, Ace charges from behind and clips Keith’s right knee out from under him! Keith goes down again and Ace quickly follows up, by grabbing Keith’s knee, bending it under and then over the middle rope, and yanking down on it! Keith grabs at Ace’s hair, but Ace simply shrugs him off and continues to hold onto the leg, until the referee reaches a count of four, at which point Ace lets go and rolls to his feet all smiles.

WW-”Oh sure, NOW he’s smiling. Now that he thinks he has the advantage. Hasn’t he ever heard of pressing his advantage?”

RB-”Of course he has. He’s also heard of taking a moment to get his breath. He has Keith Williams right where he wants him.”

WW-”Many people have assumed the same thing of Keith that Ace is assuming. They ended up regretting not taking advantage of the moment.”

Ace slowly strolls over to Keith again and grabs his ankle yanking Keith back to the center of the ring, but Keith slowly staggers up on his one good foot and then slams it into Ace’s face with an enziguri! Ace staggers backwards checking for lost teeth as Keith slowly manages to limp to his feet again and when Ace turns around he is greeted by a big right from Keith! Ace staggers on the spot and is greeted by another left jab, then a right hook! Keith starts to limp towards the ropes, but as he bounces back, Ace recovers enough to fire off a dropkick aimed straight at Keith’s weakened knee! Keith drops face first and then rolls over clutching at his knee as Ace staggers up shaking off the cobwebs. Keith crawls over towards the ropes again, but he doesn’t get far as Ace grabs his bad leg and then lifts it straight up and slams it, knee first, into the mat. Ace allows Keith a moment to clutch at his knee before grabbing Keith’s weak leg and raising it straight up, allowing Ace the chance to kick at the back of Keith’s knee a little before he yanks on Keith’s leg, sending more tension through the knee! Ace then yanks Keith over to the ropes, and lays Keith’s ankle over the ropes, exposing his knee enough, for Ace to grab the top rope and yank himself up and drop butt first onto the knee! Ace sits on the knee a little before slowly standing up, than leaping and dropping onto Keith’s knee again! Ace then slips between the ropes, and pulls Keith’s leg out over the middle rope until his knee is balanced on the middle rope. Ace yanks Keith’s knee up then jumps backwards off the apron, slamming Keith’s knee with precision aiming over the middle rope!

RB-”And Keith Williams is in a world of trouble right now! Ace has simply aimed for and dissected that knee, and now it’s just a matter of time before he goes for the finish!”

Ace slowly saunters around to the ring steps gloating and posing, as in the ring Keith clutches at his knee once more. Ace slowly climbs the turnbuckles and then sits down on the top turnbuckle, watching as Keith drags himself up onto his one good leg. Keith finally stands fully upright, hopping on his bad leg and Ace stands up and launches for a double ax handle, but Keith catches him in midair and slams him with a spinebuster! Both men are down now near the ropes, but Keith is the first to stagger to his feet, just a moment before Ace. Keith hobbles over to Ace and drills him with two big rights before whipping him into the ropes. As Ace bounces off the ropes, Keith balances himself on his good leg and launches at Ace’s face with a Big Boot, but Ace catches his ankle, trips his good leg out from under him and then locks on a Texas Cloverleaf! Keith screams in pain, as Ace yanks back on Keith’s bad leg but slowly and surely Keith drags himself closer and closer to the ropes. Keith stretches one hand out for the bottom rope....and Ace lets go of Keith’s bad leg, turns and yanks Keith back to center ring. Ace lifts and slams Keith’s knee into the mat a few times, then takes a moment to wipe his hair back from his face, allowing Keith to clutch at his knee once more.

WW-”That knee has to be in a world of pain, but Keith Williams simply refuses to quit! He will not give Ace the satisfaction.”

Ace slowly saunters back over to Keith and grabs him by the back of the head, dragging him up, but before Keith is on his feet he launches an elbow straight into Ace’s ribs. Ace gasps for breath and it isn’t helped by Keith letting out a massive combo of rights and lefts straight into Ace’s gut! Keith then yanks Ace backwards into the ropes, and as Ace bounces back, he’s met by a limping Keith who launches Ace with an overhead Belly-to-Belly...but Ace’s foot catches the ref on the way over! Ace staggers up slowly, as Keith stands trying to shake life back into his bad leg, and when Ace staggers over he’s greeted by a Big Boot! Ace goes down instantly and Keith clutches at his leg stumbling over to the ropes to hold himself up. Keith slowly turns back to center ring and seeing a woozy Ace slowly gaining his feet he raises an arm signalling for the Powerbomb!

WW-”THIS IS IT! ACE’S REIGN OF TERROR IS ALMOST OVER! GO KEITH GO!!!”

Ace slowly turns and is greeted by the limping Keith who knees Ace in the gut doubling him over. The crowd starts buzzing massively, as Keith sets Ace up for the powerbomb. Keith bends down, and lifts Ace up slowly, staggering a little...

AND SOUL REAPER SMACKS KEITHS KNEE WITH A LEAD PIPE FROM BEHIND!

RB-”SOUL REAPER OUTTA NOWHERE! REAPER JUST SAVED ACE’S SHARES!”

WW-”WHY REAPER WHY?!?! Dammit Keith Williams had Ace all set and ready for the Powerbomb until Reaper jumped out of the audience.”

RB-”And something tells me he’s not done!”

Keith collapses, Ace landing straight on top of him, but Ace rolls off quickly going to the corner to get his breath as Williams slowly rolls over and clutches the ropes, dragging himself up once more. Keith starts to hop around slowly, until he’s greeted with a shot right between the eyes from Soul Reaper’s lead pipe! Keith goes down, now busted open and Reaper shakes life back into the ref, who slowly turns around just in time to see Ace lock Keith Williams in the Texas Cloverleaf, in the dead center of the ring! The ref slowly crawls over and checks Keith’s arm three times, to no response, so the ref calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

EK-”Your winner of this match, due to referee stoppage, and STILL 51 percent owner of FHT/Elite...ACE ANDREWS!”

Ace refuses to let go of the Texas Cloverleaf though and leans further back on it, as Reaper slips back into the ring and shoves the ref from the ring. Reaper then turns around and smiles at Ace who lets go of Keith Williams, and then points at Reaper and back at Keith Williams. He makes a gesture and Reaper smirks before slipping once more from the ring and grabs a steel chair!

WW-”Oh come ON! Ace won, isn’t that enough for them?”

RB-”This is about sending a message. No-one crosses Ace and gets away with it.”

Reaper slips into the ring, and tosses Ace the chair. Reaper starts to drag Keith to his feet, as Ace lines Keith up for a shot, when the crowd pops HUGE as from out the back out races Venom!

WW-”YES! The Cavalry has arrived!”

RB-”Don’t be so sure! Venom has a match coming up with Williams. He could be making sure Keith gets hurt worse.”

Ace looks from Keith to Venom, who slides into the ring. Ace raises his chair hesitantly but Venom but raises his hands in peace and then indicates slamming the chair into Keith and points at himself as the crowd jeers realising what he wants! Ace instantly smirks and hands Venom the chair as the crowd’s jeers grow even louder!”

WW-”DAMMIT VENOM! Not you too. Keith Williams doesn’t deserve this!”

RB-”Maybe he’ll learn not to cross Ace from now on.”

Venom slowly smirks raising the chair and lines up Keith. Venom takes two steps towards Keith, swings the chair....and pivots slamming it into Ace’s face! Ace goes down instantly, and Reaper quickly shoves Keith at Venom and bails from the ring as the crowd roars. Venom lets Keith drop and holds his chair defensively watching as Reaper bails up the ramp, and waits until Reaper is out of sight before turning and checking on Keith who is slowly coming too.

WW-”YES! VENOM SAVED WILLIAMS! That man truly does have respect for Williams, and he managed to smack Ace around at the same time!”

RB-”That really wasn’t a smart idea. Ace just managed to retain his stocks, and now he has the full power to make Venom’s life a living hell. He just chose the wrong side of this war.”

We fade to commercial break on Venom slowly helping Keith up and the two of them glaring down at Ace.

[Blade]

“IT IS, THE END OF ALL HOPE”

--The crowd erupt in a collective booing as FHT/ELITE Legacy comes back from commercial. Fireworks explode as members of the masked Heretics Anonymous swarm from the backstage area and head down to the ring, surrounding it in a loose formation. Back up at the ramp, Blade, dressed in a full length hooded robe, and Sentience step out from the backstage area, drawing further ire from the crowd. They make their way down to the ring, Blade looking out at the crowd from under the hood with disgust. Upon reaching the ring, Blade walks up the steel ring steps before entering the ring, closely followed by his ever present shadow. A member of the Heretics climbs into the ring, passing Blade a microphone before promptly scarpering back to his place in the formation outside the ring. Blade clears his throat and begins to speak.--

Blade:

[/b]
Once more, the Heretics deem it necessary to grace your presence. But now, it is time for celebration. When this collective was formed, when this family came together, we were dedicated to a single goal. Achieve Domination or bring Destruction. And now here we are, at the very end, a moment that I could not miss. The end of this company; the end of FHT & ELITE. You fans beg of me, to show remorse for this company. You fans who I have endlessly tried to entertain, yet you gave nothing back. When I look back, I don’t see happy memories. I see stupid mistakes. I put my fucking body on the line, shortened my life and for what? This company gave me NOTHING for all my hard work. So here we are, at the very edge of the endless abyss, and all that is required is a gentle push. Down, down, down this company goes. And boy is it satisfying... [/font]

--Before Blade has a chance to continue, Sentience steps in front of Blade cutting him off. After a brief discussion, Blade hands Sentience to mic and steps back.--[/i]

Sentience:
So the moment has come, and yet, it tastes bittersweet. Our entire reason for being, our purpose, has almost become reality. But we lost our way, we disappeared, we failed to make an impact with the thunderous retribution that we intended. Despite my...distain...towards Max Venom, he has in the past made some valid points.

While we tried and tried again to get your attention, your ignorance flat out refused to accept us as a threat. You are all...morons. We could have saved you...all of you. If you had just handed listened to us rather than, you would still have your jobs and you would not be heading towards unemployment. And it’s ironic that when the biggest threats to this company, us and Max Venom, disappeared, was when this company hit the bottom of the pit. Yet, it doesn't feel right.

--Sentience turns towards Blade, who has exited the ring and is searching around beneath it. Momentarily confused, Sentience continues on.--[/i]

Sentience:
WE wanted to cause the downfall. Crush your morale. Like a phoenix from the flames, we wanted to give you rebirth. And now it’s too late. You denied redemption. But you people confuse me. Before Christmas, you will no longer have jobs and yet, your morale is at a rare high and you are celebrating? It...It...It just boggles the mind. We cannot allow this. From this day on, the Heretics Anonymous vow, that we will make your lives Hell and taint this seemingly perfect vision of a fond farewell. And there is no one...NO ONE...who can sto-?!

--Suddenly, the crack of a can opening echoes around the arena. Sentience snaps his back around to look at Blade, who is back in the ring, holding a second mic and a can of beer. Sentience stares blankly at Blade.--[/i]

Blade:[/b]
Sup.[/font]

Sentience:
What the earth are you doing??

Blade:[/b]
I’m drinking a beer, what does it look like?[/font]

Sentience:
My friend, are you okay?

Blade:[/b]
You know me, never better.[/font]

Sentience:
Then may I continue?

Blade:[/b]
Honestly....no. See I have something to say myself. Why don’t you get a little closer?[/font]

--Sentience moves closer to Blade, leaning into him.--

Blade:[/b]
FHT/ELITE 4 LIFE!!!![/font]

--Out of nowhere, Blade slams the open beer can into the skull of Sentience, dropping him hard to the mat. Standing over him, Blade slams the can down again and again, the metallic clunk amplified by the mic in hand. Blade turns his attention away from Sentience.--[/i]

Blade:[/b]
Now look what you made me do, I’ve spilt good beer.[/font]

--Blade drops the destroyed beer can and the mic as members of the masked Heretics rush the ring. The first one reaches the ring but is quickly flattened by a stiff right. The next two charge Blade together, but he ducks under the double clothesline. Blade spins on his heel, grabs the Heretics by the heads and cracks their skulls together. The rest of the Heretics climb in the ring, surrounding Blade, stalling his momentum. Blade spins on the spot, surveying his situation, and just smiles. The Heretics are clearly uneasy, unsure of how to take on their former leader. Blade reaches up and grabs hold of his robe, easily ripping it off. Underneath, Blade is wearing his old leather jacket and torn denim shorts. Strapped to each leg is a Singapore cane. Blade grabs each cane, wielding one in each hand, and pulls them out of the ‘scabbards’.--

Wally Wilson:
Blade's packing a twin set of singapore canes! And trust me, the man knows how to use them!

Rachel Beckett:[/b]
Who the hell does Blade think he is? He wields two sticks and suddenly thinks he can call the shots and demand impromptu matches?[/font]

Wally Wilson:
We have an old saying in the locker-room: He who holds the weapon holds the power.

--The Heretics in the ring trade looks amongst each other as Blades smile becomes one of vicious intent. As if on a silent queue shared by the masked men, they all turn and attempt to bolt from the ring. Blade starts swinging the canes, a whirlwind of bamboo striking skin. Blade clears the ring with ease, but the distraction from the Heretics has allowed Sentience to escape, being helped up the ramp way by more of the Heretics. Blade drops the canes to the floor, removes the temporary ‘scabbards’ and then once again picks up the abandoned mic.--[/i]

Blade:[/b]
So um...I’m sure you’re all pretty confused huh. Here’s the thing, all that crap I’ve just said is a load of bullshit. You see, I’ve been going through a bit of a mid life crisis, hence my crazy behaviour lately. Hell, in that kind of situation it affects people differently. I mean, Dijon slept with Anne Robinson for fuck sake. At least what I did isn’t dangerous to my health. Psst, I’ve heard rumours that Anne gets around, if you know what I mean.[/font]

--That brings laugher from the crowd, Blade chuckling along with them.--[/i]

Blade:[/b]
But speaking seriously for a moment, the good old Blade is back baby and I’m ready to kick some arse. Because I mean let’s face it, that’s what I do best. And as far as I’m concerned, there is only one man out in that back who is as crazy as me for this kind of shit. I want a motherfucking hardcore match right now against the sickest fuck out in the back. Nick, get your skinny butt out to this ring right now![/font]

--Minutes go by with no response; Blade clears his throat and talks again.--

Blade:[/b]
...Okay, Plan B. I thought this might happen. So, what better way to provoke a man like Nick than embarrassing him on international television? Hey Nick! That mysterious email you received? Who the fuck do you think would have the balls to send it to you? Me motherfucker, me! Now get out here so we can beat each other senseless![/font]

Rachel Beckett:
Blade..."Sick" Nick...just the idea of that is making these fans rapid.

Wally Wilson:
This could very well turn into a bloodbath. Someone call the hospital, these guys may need a transfusion once this is over.

--Suddenly...--[/i]

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["Sick" Nick™]

“Down With The Sickness” by Disturbed hits the arena as “Sick” Nick, who is still dressed up as Miley Cyrus, steps out onto the stage.

“Sick” Nick:
So you are the one who did this [Nick points to the costume.]. This is your idea to get me out here... You got me to wear a skirt and dress up as a 15 year old girl . . .

The fans cut Nick off with a HUGE “MILEY CYRUS!!!” chant.

“Sick” Nick:
What kind of SICK FREAK are you? What are you going to do now? You going to wait for the pictures to go up on FHT.com. Then what? Are you going to light some candles? Maybe poor yourself some wine? Then... Then... I don't even want to think about it.

Blade:
Wait! I didn't tell you to dress up as Miley Cyrus.

“Sick” Nick (Looks around, kind of embarrassed):
Well... OK then. But that doesn't matter! Guess what budd-ay? You got what you want. Miley Cyrus is coming to kick your ASS!

Another HUGE “MILEY CYRUS!!!” chant starts up as Nick drops the mic and charges the ring.