Pre-Show
5 . 30 . 2008
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The LEGACY Tour logo shows up on a black screen and it fades out to the feed of Alan Ducard, Bryan Harris and Jimmy Yates sitting behind a desk that resembles what you would see anchors sit behind in the studio of a sports news program such as Sports Center. Behind them is an elaborate backdrop which includes several flatscreen monitors, each of them showing the same view we're seeing right now of the recap trio. As the camera zooms in, the screens fade into a shot of the yellow golden LEGACY logo. Alan Ducard: Good evening everyone and welcome to the GLIMMER OF HOPE pre-show. We're just days away from what should be yet another great LEGACY pay per view event, and tonight we have four matches set to take place to get your weekend started off right. Jimmy Yates: Along with those four matches we have a few promotional packages put together by our wonderful production crew to get you set for the matches which will be taking place on Sunday night. Bryan Harris: All in all this should be a great weekend of action, and frankly you'll be missing out on it if you don't end up purchasing the pay per view event on Sunday evening... and at this point, unless you have tickets for it, the only way you're going to see it is on pay per view, because GLIMMER OF HOPE is all sold out. Alan Ducard: With the Co-Op Challenge set to take place, I'm not surprised at how quickly the tickets were bought up, but I have to say, I'm really looking forward to the other matches on the card as well. Jimmy Yates: On any other show, the match between Stephen Rawlings and X-Calibur would make a great case to be in the main event spot, especially with the Tao of Valor Championship on the line, and even moreso with it being the Finals of the 2008 Hawkins Memorial Tournament. But with a match as big and exiting as the Co-Op Challenge, there's no way you can supplant that from the top spot. Bryan Harris: Don't forget that the winner of the Hawkins Memorial Tournament is going to get that all important final entrance spot to come to the ring for the Co-Op, so that's even more reason why the match between X-Calibur and Stephen Rawlings can't be the main event. Alan Ducard: In addition to those matches, GLIMMER OF HOPE will also have three matches which should be some of the more brutal contests LEGACY has ever seen. Derek Shane and Adam Davis square off in a Strap Match, El Chupacabra and Domination have their rematch for the Tag Team Championships of the World in a Falls Count Anywhere contest, and Greyson Blade puts the No Limits Championship on the line against Issac Entragian in a roofed-in steel cage match. Bryan Harris: I'm expecting there to be a lot of blood and more than a couple trips in ambulances before the weekend is over. Jimmy Yates: I certainly wouldn't be surprised if the medical crew had its hands busy. Canuckin' Cowboys vs
ANARCHY
Alan Ducard: Our opening match of the night is our first of two tag team matches of the night, book-end-ing our show. Jimmy Yates: This one got all set up because of an encounter these two teams had backstage after a Tag Team Showcase match on STRIFE about a month ago. A lot of people thought Allen Franks was going to ask to wrestle tonight against Eli Storm to avenge a backstage attack, but Allen Franks told the front office that he wanted to continue to grow as a team with Jerry Starr in the hottest tag division in the business. Bryan Harris: Proof positive that Allen Franks is an idiot. The Canuckin’ Cowboys aren’t going to EVER be the World Tag Team Champions here in LEGACY. He had a legit gripe to fight Eli Storm in a match that could’ve easily doubled the number of people who know who Allen Fraks is… and thirdly, Helena Fitzgerald. Have you seen her? She’s one of the hottest women involved with LEGACY right now, and it looked like she was willing to stand beside Allen Franks to try to help motivate and strategize him to singles gold, and what does he do? He makes the decision that NOBODY ELSE would’ve made. Alan Ducard: Helena Fitzgerald is quite an attractive woman, but she didn’t give a definitive offer to Allen Franks to be his valet, and frankly, I don’t know that it would’ve mattered. I think it’s honorable for The Montreal Kid to stick it out with Jerry Starr and Calgary Carl, and more than that, in time, I believe they can be a great team. Jimmy Yates: They might not ever get to be the best team ever, but it’s highly possible that sometime in 2008 or 2009 they could end up with the World Tag Team Titles. Bryan Harris: PLEASE! STOP decreasing your analysis credibility! Those two are NOT going to win the belts, especially not with ANARCHY stepping up onto the roster, and that’s what T-Rex and Arch Angel are trying to prove here tonight. Alan Ducard: It’s been a while since ANARCHY has been in the ring as a team during a pay per view weekend of festivities and competition, but they’re hoping that their wealth of experience is going to pull them through to victory. Jimmy Yates: This is a big test for Arch Angel and T-Rex, because tonight will show them just how much rust they have to shake, as well as to indicate how well they can compete with much younger competition. What took place in this match? Let’s get to the footage so you can find out. Start : Footage from the Match Jerry Starr tries to whip T.Rex into the ropes but is whipped into the ropes and goes for a cross body press, but T.Rex hits a Falling Front Powerslam to him, knocking him down to the canvas. Alan Ducard: Jolly nice counter there by T.Rex as Anarchy is showing quite the technical prowess here. Bryan Harris: While these two may be dumber than a bag of hammers, I have to admit they're doing a good job here as a team, even showing flashes of brilliance! Jimmy Yates: I think you're stretching it a bit there, Bryan! Bryan Harris: Shove it, Jimbo! T.Rex backs up toward the ropes, waiting for Starr to get up. Jerry Starr then struggles to his feet but Arch Angel then nails Starr with a big boot, and then T.Rex does a running splash. T.Rex then goes for a pin attempt. Alan Ducard: Nice teamwork there, but will it be enough? One... Two... NO!!! Bryan Harris: Kickout by Starr there! Gotta admit the kid has some guts to kick out of that. Jimmy Yates: It's gonna take more than that to keep the mother Canuckers down! Bryan Harris: Oh, REAL clever there, Jimmy boy! T.Rex then argues with the referee for a moment before pounding away at Starr with some hard punches between the eyes. T.Rex then tries to run against the ropes as Allen Franks knees him in the back as he goes into the ropes. T.Rex lunges toward Franks but Starr goes for a pin attempt now. Alan Ducard: Looks like T.Rex got caught by surprise there! One... Two... Kickout! Bryan Harris: Ha! I knew those dumb Canucks wouldn't be able to luck into a win here! Jimmy Yates: Don't speak to soon, Bryan! T.Rex stumbles to his feet, only to get caught with a high elevation dropkick from Jerry Starr as Starr lunges for the tag to Allen Franks. Alan Ducard: And there's the tag to Franks and he's coming in full steam ahead! Franks clotheslines T.Rex once, staggering him. Franks runs against the ropes and hits a Spinning Heel Kick to the big man taking him off his feet. Franks then goes for a excellently applied reverse chin lock to try to keep the big man down. T.Rex slowly fights his way up and gets Franks off of him after some stiff elbow to the gut. Franks then tries to run against the ropes but gets met with a devastating Samoan Drop by T.Rex, who then tags in Arch Angel. T.Rex then does a side russian leg sweep while Arch Angel bounces off the ropes and nails a big boot to his opponent as T.Rex goes back with the Side Russian Leg sweep. Alan Ducard: Beautiful Russian Leg Sweep and Big Boot combo there! Surprised that they're not going for the pin though. Bryan Harris: They're making a mistake here in my mind! That move should do it! Jimmy Yates: Now Arch Angel is going for a slightly cocky cover. One... Two... Alan Ducard: Franks powers out at two and the contest rages on! Arch Angel then picks up Franks, who hits a front dropkick with such force to the member of Anarchy that it knocks him into the corner. Allen Franks tags in Jerry Starr, Franks does a dragon-screw legwhip on the opponent, Jerry Starr gets into the ring and does a guillotine legdrop from the second rope Bryan Harris: Damn those Canuckers! Jimmy Yates: What, you can't appreciate great teamwork? Bryan Harris: Don't push it, Yates! Alan Ducard: There's another cover. One... Two... Thre... NO!!! Two count as T.Rex breaks it up at the last second! Bryan Harris: Anarchy just dodged a speeding bullet right there! Jimmy Yates: And Jerry Starr KNOWS he had him beat, too! Starr looks at the referee and asks "Are you sure?". He briefly tries to plead his case as Arch Angel gets to his feet slowly. An unsuspecting Jerry Starr then gets hit with a clothesline, nearly turning him inside out. Arch Angel then picks up Starr and goes for an Irish Whip, but Starr counters and whips Arch Angel into the ropes. Starr goes for a Back Body Drop, but it's telegraphed into a Double Arm Facebuster by the big man. Alan Ducard: Ladies and Gents, that's the Weight of the Halo and I'm not sure if Starr can kick out of that! Bryan Harris: Stick a fork in him, boys! He's done for! Referee Klinton Porter then goes for the count. One... Two... Three... NO!!! Allen Franks breaks the pin up and T.Rex begins to chase him around the ring. Meanwhile back in the ring, Arch Angel climbs up to the second rope and goes for an Elbow Drop but Jerry Starr rolls out of the way. At the same time, Franks hits an Enzuigiri to T.Rex knocking him loopy. Starr stumbles to the corner with Franks there just in time to make the tag. Arch Angel, wincing in pain from the missed elbow drop, goes for the tag to his partner, who's still trying to come to but he eventually makes the tag as well. Alan Ducard: Here comes Allen Franks and he's not wasting ANY time here! Bryan Harris: He just hit Arch Angel with a forearm and hit T.Rex with a dropkick! Damn, this kid's possessed! Jimmy Yates: Arch Angel tried to charge him but goes over the top rope! They may pull this off yet! Franks then hits a Spinning Back Heel Kick, knocking T.Rex to the ground. Franks then springs up to the top rope to go for a cross body press but out of nowhere, Arch Angel catches him with a Powerslam that nearly flattens the poor French-Canadien. Alan Ducard: GOOD GRACIOUS! That poor young man just got his insides rearranged completely after that brutal display of power! Bryan Harris: Where the hell did he come from? Jimmy Yates: Who cares? He about crushed Allen Franks to death! Arch Angel then sends Allen Franks into the Canuckin' Cowboy corner. Jerry Starr is completely unaware of what's about to happen, and Franks runs into Starr, knocking Jerry off the apron onto Calgary Carl. Franks stumbles back towards the middle of the ring, Arch Angel picks up Franks, takes a couple steps closer to the ANARCHY corner, hits a sidewalk slam. Arch Angel tags in T.Rex, who gets into the ring and hops on the second rope and then jumps backwards and lands his chest onto Franks. Bryan Harris: That's The Fossil Fuel there, ladies and gentlemen and that could be all she wrote! One... TWO... THREE!!! Josephina Colbert: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winners of the match... T.REX... ARCHANGEL... ANARCHY!!! Jimmy Yates: Had Starr been paying attention there, I think Franks might have made the tag and this bout would still be going. Bryan Harris: Come on, Jimbo! Use some logic! Starr tagged out a minute or two before that and it wouldn't have made a difference in the final outcome! Alan Ducard: Well, regardless of your opinion, the fact of the matter is that T.Rex and Arch Angel have just emerged victorious tonight! Stand-In (Earlier Tonight)
The scene cuts backstage to a luxuriously decorated dressing room. The walls are adorned with pictures of British icons: cathedrals, red telephone boxes, members of the monarchy (past and present), and that bastion of British patriotism - the Union Jack. Pacing the length and breadth of the room is Ethan Jenkins, valet to John Page. As always the perfectly cut suit is an indication of the shrewd, meticulous character wearing it. However, Ethan looks far from the composed character LEGACY fans are used to seeing. In fact, he looks somewhat flustered. Ethan Jenkins: *pausing for a moment* I’m doubtful as to whether I can conform with your request, sir. The camera pans out to reveal John Page reclining on a chaise lounge. Surprisingly he is not yet wearing his wrestling attire, instead dressed in what he would deem “casual clothes”: plain black slacks, classic Harris Tweed sports jacket, cream colored button-down collar shirt and raspberry tie. John Page: It wasn’t a request, Jenkins. It was an order. Ethan: I didn’t realise sir was in the habit of giving orders. Page: *raising his voice*: Well you jolly well know now, don’t you? Ethan: It appears so. Rising from his seated position Page moves towards Ethan and puts a conciliatory arm around his shoulder. Page: I know you’re not relishing the prospect of taking my place Jenkins, but surely you see my predicament. Ethan: Sir? Page: *Raising his voice again* An athlete of my calibre stepping in the ring with a bunch of has-beens and never-will-be’s!? As if it isn’t bad enough that I’ve been overlooked for the Pay Per View Rob Belote tries to bury my career by associating me with these… these… plebs! Ethan: But I haven’t any experience, sir. I’m barely familiar with the rules. Page: Ha! The rules. These young ruffians show a blatant disregard for the rules week in week out. Why should you be any different? You haven’t got an image to maintain like I have. And as for experience, well, these cretins shouldn’t pose you any more of a threat than those mindless yobs you are likely to meet in Manchester of an evening. Ethan: But sir… Page: Jenkins, you’ve been a faithful servant these past months. It would be an awful shame to have to dismiss you over a matter as trivial as this. Now, shall we formulate some sort of strategy? Nowhere To Run
We open with a leather strap laying in an empty ring, but the music of System of a Down's "Old School Hollywood" explodes and we see Adam Davis pistoning rights and lefts into Derek Shane. "Old school" A shot of Adam Davis' first appearance in Legacy, ringside. "Hollywood" Derek Shane standing in the center of a ring bathed in gold lights. "Baseball." A clubbing clothesline from Davis. "Tony Danza cuts in line," Shane jumps over the top rope, fleeing a beatdown. "Old school Hollywood, A Stormtrooper helmet rolls across the floor. "Standing in the sun I'm wasting my time," Davis stands in the ring begging Shane to get in there with him. "Old school Hollywood, A shot of Derek Shane whipping the hell out of Adam Davis with the leather strap. "Old school Hollywood baseball, Davis stands across from the fake "Hantakira" who comes at him with a huge spike. "Old school Hollywood baseball, A downed Davis lays in a pool of blood. flash to a gloating Shane. "Old school Hollywood, Davis nailing an opponent with the Clarity. "Old school Hollywood, Davis and Shane from Forged by Fire. An exhausted Shane rolls under the ring, a slightly different looking, fresher Shane reappears. "Hey man don't you touch my belt," Adam Davis wraps a strap around Derek Shane's wrist. "Old school Hollywood, Davis nails the "Cold Shoulder on Shane" "Standing in the sun I'm about to melt," Shane standing in the center of a Legacy ring basking in the spotlight. Melts to an intense Adam Davis standing tall in the center of the ring, a fire in his eyes. "Old school Hollywood, Shane nailing Davis with the "Cut and Print". "Old school Hollywood baseball, Shane makes the cover... puts his feet on the ropes.
Davis and Shane brawling in the crowd. "Old school Hollywood, Shane retreating up the ramp, getting away from Davis. "Old school Hollywood, Shane whipping the hell out of Davis... Davis standing, defiant after making the Strap Match announcement. As the music fades out we see One last shot of Shane and Davis strapped at the wrist. Icon's Tragedy
“Piste 19" by Pantheon Street Tape begins beating through the public announce system, and the crowd immediately begins expressing their displeasure. Alan Ducard: The big question that’s on everyone’s mind right now, is WILL Jean-Gerard Baptiste actually show for this match? Or will he throw gasoline on the fire and once again no-show. Jimmy Yates: I don’t think Baptiste is that stupid. From what I hear, he’s on the verge of being fired, and I doubt he wants to risk being out of a job. Bryan Harris: Are you dense, Jimmy? Baptiste has an iron clad contract with LEGACY. It cannot be broken just because Baptiste doesn’t want to give in to the disrespect being flung at him by various people in upper management. With the fans standing on their feet and anxiously prepared to boo the highbrow Frenchman to all eternity once he appears, the eclectic beat of Pantheon Street Tape continues for a few more moments before the International Icon himself appears through the curtains... in a wheelchair. His entire right leg is pointed forward and propped up in an elongated cast, as his long dark hair flows freely over his face in a disheveled mess. He looks a tad paler than his usual tan self as a look of concern is etched on his face. Jimmy Yates: For the love of everything SACRED... tell me this is serious and Baptiste isn’t trying to feign an injury. Alan Ducard: Blimey. Somehow, I’m not bloody surprised. Bryan Harris: Hush-up... this looks serious! The music fades abruptly and the fans throw their venom at Baptiste and his sports agent Rodney, who happens to be wheeling Baptiste down the elevated ramp way. Baptiste’s eyes tell the story of a man suffering through great pain, and with a quivering lip, he hoists a microphone that had been in his grasp since appearing through the curtains. Monsieur Baptiste: Pardon.... Pardon-Moi. Crowd: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Monsieur Baptiste: I.... I hate to... how you say... “bairst ze boobles” of all ze fans who paid all ze dollairs to see moi cohmpete een heez fairst Leg-Oh-Zee wrezzleeng match, but I wheel not be able to cohm-pete tonight. From a sudden jolt of pain, Baptiste screams aloud for a moment and reaches out to grab his leg and cast. He cusses under his breath in indistinguishable French, while the rest of the crowd make their annoyance and frustration quite the opposite. Alan Ducard: This is ridiculous. Jimmy Yates: He better have a signed doctor’s note, or I think Cartwright might not only fire him, but murder him as well. Bryan Harris: You guys are heartless bastards, and no, I’m not watching my language. The fans continue to lay into Baptiste with insults and derogatory chants, causing Baptiste to momentarily forget his pain and look around at everybody in attendance with a smirk. He hands Rodney the microphone who then promptly speaks. Rodney: Earlier today, Monsieur Baptiste was doing routine squats and leg thrusts as part of a Pilate regiment at an undisclosed gymnasium here in San Francisco, when he apparently suffered tendon damage to his right foot. Specifically, his right big toe. Rodney pauses as the crowd actually laughs at this. Whether it’s for pity or ridiculousness, no one can be sure. Baptiste meanwhile waves off a few of the fans at ringside who are desperately trying to get his attention with more disparaging remarks. Rodney: He was rushed to the hospital on the spot. A Dr. Lloyd Andrews IV accessed the damage done to Baptiste’s foot properly and immediately carried out a “no work” order. Being the respected international commodity that he is, Monsieur could not go against Doctor’s orders, as much as he wanted to, and agreed. A note was written thereafter -which I have right here.. Rodney reaches into his sports coat and pulls out a folded white piece of paper. Holding it up to the crowd, Rodney continues. Rodney: Therefore, I regret to inform you, the audience, and you, competitors waiting inside of that ring, that the greatest wrestler to have never stepped foot inside of LEGACY ring will have to wait and destroy all in his path another day. It is unfortunate, yes, but even the bravest of athletes know their limits must not be tested in order to preserve greatness. Thank you. Rodney lowers the microphone back to Monsieur Baptiste, who looks to be worn out from the shooting pain through his leg. Monsieur Baptiste: Eet eez true. All of eet. Though eet saddens moi to not be able to cohm-pete tonight... eet eez just as well. He pauses for a moment and laughs. Monsieur Baptiste: Zer wasn’t even a sham-pee-ohn een thees match anyway. Au Revoir! Rodney wheels Baptiste around in a full 360 degree motion, where Smith Cartwright is standing there waiting. He looks none too happy and immediately walks up to them both, but Rodney hands Cartwright the note, which stops Cartwright in his tracks. Cartwright unfolds the note, looks it over for a moment, and shakes his head in disgust. Rodney then wheels Baptiste towards the curtain before disappearing behind it. Alan Ducard: Well, it looks like Jean-Gerard has once again decided to not compete in a LEGACY match, thus confirming everyone’s suspicions. Bryan Harris: Don’t make this situation out to be more than it is. Baptiste injured his leg, Alan. He didn’t “no show”. Jimmy Yates: Right. But lets be accurate here. He “injured” his freakin’ TOE. Not his LEG. That whole leg cast was absurd. "Show Me Something"
Showcase Match Jimmy Yates: Our next match tonight should be a crazy one for sure as nine competitors will square off in what’s being called a “Show Me Something” Showcase match. Bryan Harris: Actually, Jimmy, it’s eight competitors, because unfortunately Jean-Gerard Baptiste will not be able to compete tonight due to an injury he sustained during training. Come on, Jimmy, you need to remember important things like this! He only announced it RIGHT BEFORE THE MATCH! Alan Ducard: That’s correct, I do believe it was a sprained toe he suffered during a Pilates session, if I heard correctly. Bryan Harris: You’re darn right ya did, and for any of you out there who are skeptical about how serious his injury might be? I’m betting you’ve never done Pilates, and I’ll take that bet even further to guess that the most exercise you get on a normal basis is when you have to bend over to pick up the remote control that fell on the floor so you can change the channel. Alan Ducard: Come, now, there’s no need to be insulting any potential viewers… Jimmy Yates: Feel free to just defend him to no end, Bry… no big deal… Bryan Harris: Seems like you’re just worried that he’s going to need some extra time away from the ring to heal up and meanwhile he’ll take your job in the announce team, and I have to admit, that’s a valid concern you’ve got. Alan Ducard: Enough about Mr. Baptiste. Along with the seven competitors who were originally signed to compete in this match who actually didn’t find a reason not to compete, John Page also took his name out of the list of participants, instead enlisting his butler to compete in his place. Jimmy Yates: He definitely seemed to look a little out of place, but he’s got a better physique on him than you might expect for a butler. Bryan Harris: First of all, Jimmy, there’s no need for you to be critiquing another man’s physique. Secondly, the life of a butler can be quite strenuous. Thirdly, how about talking about something that matters, like explaining to people that this match will go until the first fall takes place, which can occur anywhere at the ringside area. How about that? That would be helpful… Alan Ducard: Enough! Zaine, Eli Storm, Mirage, Psycho, Lucien Gray, Jimmy Smith, Mostafa Bashir and John Page’s butler Ethan Jenkins put in the effort to compete in this match so I, for one, would like to show as much of their match as possible. Let’s just get to the match footage, shall we? Start : Footage from the Match Spinning Mirage around, Psycho throws a hard right hand which connects to the side of Mirage’s face. Twisting to the side, Psycho throws a knife edge chop that connects with the upper portion of Mirage’s chest, backing him up a step. As Psycho attempts to move in on Mirage, he’s met with a knee to the gut. Finding an opening, Mirage grabs Psycho by the wrist, steps forward and irish whips him across the ring… Jimmy Yates: Lucien Gray with a huge clothesline on Psycho! Alan Ducard: That’s the type of thing you get in a big, crazy
match like this one, you get unintentional double-teams and unlikely
pairings. Bryan Harris: That was one hell of a head-butt by Lucien Gray, and that mask he wears probably added a little bit to the overall impact of it! Alan Ducard: I must have missed it, I was watching Eli Storm attacking Jimmy Smith… and there comes Ethan Jenkins, John Page’s butler helping Eli Storm on the attack of Jimmy Smith. Jimmy Yates: So much going on in the ring, I’m glad Baptiste isn’t in the match, it’d be one more person to worry about watching! As Jimmy Smith falls to the mat and tries to cover up from the double-team attack, Eli Storm quickly assesses the situation, stomps on Jimmy Smith one last time, looks at Ethan Jenkins and spins around, connecting with a back-fist to the jaw, knocking him to his knees. Looking around the ring, Eli watches as Lucien Gray drills Zaine with a headbutt to the sternum as he has him lifted into the bearhug. Seeing Gray release his grasp and Zaine falling to the mat, Eli rushes over and hits a roundhouse kick to Lucien’s gut. Reaching up around Lucien’s neck, Eli hops up, puts his head underneath Gray’s chin and then drops straight down, landing on his knees and propelling Lucien backwards. Bryan Harris: That’s one hell of a good jawbreaker there by Eli Storm! It’d have to be an incredibly well executed move to take a guy of Lucien Gray’s size down to the mat! Jimmy Yates: I don’t know if it would’ve worked as well without the element of surprise. Alan Ducard: And now it’s Mirage’s turn, it seems! When Eli Storm stands up and turns around, he’s immediately grabbed around the neck by Mirage, who also grabs one of Eli’s arms, spins around and drops to the mat, taking Storm down with a swinging neckbreaker. Jimmy Yates: Gotta be on your toes, Eli! Alan Ducard: Mirage should be doing the same! As soon as Mirage stands up, Jimmy Smith charges in and hits him with a clothesline that sends him up and over the top rope, outside the ring. Big Jimmy’s momentum carries him right along for the ride to the outside. Bryan Harris: Hey, don’t fault Mirage for not being ready for Jimmy Smith! He JUST hit that swinging neckbreaker and was undoubtedly about to look around to see who the next one on the attack was. His head is on a swivel! Alan Ducard: Well Mirage is lucky that this isn’t an Over-The-Top elimination style match, or else he and Jimmy Smith would be gone right now. In the far corner, Mostafa Bashir repeatedly sends kicks to Zaine’s midsection. Backing up a step, Mostafa lets Zaine stumble out of the corner, and then Bashir charges in and hits a shoulderblock which sends Zaine through the ropes, tumbling to the outside. Jimmy Yates: Oh man! Zaine tumbles to the outside, but he landed on his feet! Outside of the ring, Zaine turns around and sees Big Jimmy Smith and immediately throws a clubbing blow which connects to the side of Jimmy’s neck, stunning him for a moment. Spinning him around, Zaine reaches out his arm and looks to be going for a chokeslam on Jimmy Smith, but as he lifts Jimmy up, Zaine is hit from behind by Eli Storm, who hopped off the top rope and hit him in the back with a dropkick, sending Zaine and Jimmy Smith back down to the arena floor. Alan Ducard: A risky move by Eli Storm, but he put the big man down momentarily, so it pays off! Jimmy Yates: Let’s see what Eli can do to Zaine now that he’s got the chance… Bryan Harris: Show Me somethin’, Eli!! With Zaine doubled over, Eli Storm steps up and puts Zaine’s head between his legs and signals for the Ratings Boost. Before Eli can even attempt to flip over with the move, Zaine lifts up and goes for a back body drop, but as he is being thrown, Eli reaches back, grabs Zaine by the head and pulls him down to the floor with a modified reverse neckbreaker. Alan Ducard: Nice reversal by Eli Storm to avoid a hard landing there on the floor with Zaine’s counter… Bryan Harris: Nice?! Try INCREDIBLE! Jimmy Yates: Enough about Eli, back in the ring Mostafa Bashir has Psycho in a precarious position… Lifting Psycho up onto his shoulder, Mostafa Bashir turns around and drops down to one knee, bringing Psycho’s shoulder right down onto his extended leg, dropping him to the arena floor with a wicked shoulderbreaker. Alan Ducard: The Beast from Kanda… Before Mostafa Bashir can get up off his knee, Ethan Jenkins moves in and starts peppering Mostafa with rights ands lefts, rocking the big man a little bit, but not sending him down to the mat. Throwing his forearm and elbow forward, Bashir drills Ethan in the rib, stopping his attack. Mostafa gets to his feet and headbutts Jenkins in the nose, grabs him and throws him into the ring underneath the bottom rope and then follows back into the ring. Jimmy Yates: Another big headbutt from Mostafa Bashir! Getting to his feet, Mostafa Bashir reaches down and tries to pick Ethan Jenkins up off the mat, but before he’s able to do so, Eli Storm gets into the ring, runs in, hops up and connects with his foot to the backside of Mostafa’s head, dropping Bashir forward, falling flat on his face down onto the mat. Alan Ducard: Oh my word!! Bryan Harris: Forget about the shoulder breaker, forget about the headbutt, Mostafa Bashir just got LAID OUT! As Eli Storm gets up off the mat, Jimmy Smith moves in and drills him with a kick to the gut, keeping him doubled over. Putting Eli’s head between his legs, Big Jimmy raises a fist, then hoists Eli up off the mat, inverting him and then throwing him downwards onto his back with a huge show of force. Jimmy Yates: Big Bomb!! Alan Ducard: Eli Storm is down, Jimmy Smith with an opportunity here, and I believe he’s going to go for his high risk maneuver. After celebrating the exciting, impactful move with the crowd by pumping his fists, Jimmy immediately moves out onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckles up to the top, where the excitement level grows amongst the live crowd. Leaping off the top rope, Jimmy Smith raises his elbow, looking for the “Up All Night”, but at the last moment, Eli Storm rolls out of the way. Bryan Harris: NOTHING BUT MAT!! Jimmy Yates: Eli Storm rolls out of the ring, and here comes Lucien Gray! Picking him up off the mat, Lucien Gray puts Jimmy Smith up onto his shoulders, practically effortlessly hoisting him into position for a torture rack. After pivoting a few steps, Lucien hops up off his feet and drops down to his knees, pulling Big Jimmy down into the elevated backbreaker before releasing him and letting him fall to the mat. Alan Ducard: Snap The Lock! That’s Lucien’s move, and if he can keep Mirage from getting in the way, Lucien could pin Big Jimmy right here! Jimmy Yates: He’s up on the top rope, let’s see what Mirage is going to do… Alan Ducard: He’s too far from Jimmy Smith to leap that far, so he’d have to be going for Lucien… but he’s not moving fast enough. Standing on the top turnbuckles balancing himself, Mirage waits and watches Lucien Gray, who stalks over to the corner where Mirage is waiting. Reaching up, Lucien Gray grabs Mirage by the arm and puts his other hand on Mirage’s abdomen and Mirage doesn’t fight it at all. In a great show of strength, Lucien launches Mirage across the ring, and Mirage’s head connects right with Big Jimmy’s groin. Bryan Harris: DEATH FROM ABOVE! That’s a move Mirage used to win a couple of the championships he’s won during his career, and I don’t think that was purely an offensive move by Lucien Gray… I think it was a double team! Jimmy Yates: Big Jimmy obviously out of this match, and what’s Mirage doing?! He’s not going to make the cover?! Alan Ducard: It looks as though he’s moving out of the way to let Lucien get the pin! As Mirage rolls out of the way and gets to his feet, looking at Lucien Gray and pointing down at Jimmy Smith. Lucien Gray drops to his knees and glares at Mirage through the holes in his mask, then grabs Jimmy by the leg and covers him. One… Two… Mirage stands guard, and no one tries to break up the attempt. Three. The referee calls for the bell, and a huge grin comes to Mirage’s face. As Lucien Gray gets up to his feet, and Mirage steps in and raises the monster’s hand. Josephina Colbert: Here is your winner of the Show Me Showcase… Lucien… Gray!!! Alan Ducard: The masked monster picks up the victory, but he got a huge assist there by Mirage. Jimmy Yates: I can’t help but feel like the fans and everyone else in that ring got cheated by Mirage and Lucien Gray and their collusion! Bryan Harris: This was a “Show Me” match, and that’s exactly what Lucien Gray and Mirage just did, they showed everybody something! Alan Ducard: If this is an alliance which is going to last any significant amount of time, they could be a very dangerous pairing. Old Acquaintances
The camera fades to the back where Chris Turner is walking through the halls readying himself for his upcoming tag match. But before he gets there, something catches his eye--a person. We can't see who it is, though it appears to be a woman, her brown hair worn down and dressed in blue jeans and a short-sleeved light blue top. Her back is turned as she heads for a locker room door having just arrived; but Turner seems certain he knows who it is. Chris Turner: HER!!!!! He runs over to her and grabs her by the shoulder, turning her around. At this point we see that is LEGACY's new female—Laura Depp. As she gets flung around, her hair flies in her face, so she can't see who's manipulating her—though she sounds pretty pissed for being grabbed suddenly. Laura: Woah! Hey, hold on Tito! Chris Turner: What are you doing here? Chris Turner: Why are you HERE! Laura can only stand there stunned and speechless, not believing what's
going on. She's had past history with Chris, but they haven't seen each
other for about some four years. She stares at him in shock. Chris Turner: L... L.. L... Laura! F*cking answer
my goddamn question you stupid bitch! Chris Turner: This is MY Federation!!!! MINE!!!!! Why'd you have to pick this one? We don't even allow women to wrestle! These are words Laura didn't want to hear. She gives a really dirty
look—any thoughts she had initially of her past with Turner are
pushed aside as she gives him a rather violent shove—well, as
violent as possible towards someone THAT much bigger than her. Chris Turner: Stephen had to commit me because of
you!!!!!! So that makes it VERY UN OK that you are here! You need to
leave! NOW! Chris Turner stares at her for a moment.... He then grabs her and slings her over his shoulder... He then carries her to the exit of the arena and throws her out. She falls to the ground with a thud.... Chris Turner: I can't deal with this right now! I
have tag title shots to go win! Won't Back Down
The video kicks into life, showcasing the two men who are soon to wage
war. Fuel's “ Won't Back Down” “ I know what darkness means.” Entragian sits on a rusted throne in some undisclosed location, his
head hung low. He looks up, his emerald “And the void you left for me.” Greyson being tormented by Eli Storm, his property sold to the fans. “The isolation stings.” Issac comes back from his fall from the tower, the video tape having
been viewed, he attacks Elizabeth “So I think it wants to bleed.” Issac is seen going to the top rope, and then he comes flying off like
an albino nuclear weapon. Then from “The echoes in my brain.” Greyson with the No Limits Championship. He holds it high. Issac with a look of unbridled hatred dawning on his face. “Of the things you said to me.” Greyson putting an end to Eli Storm, banishing the superstar with a ruthless attack. He stands tall, holding the No Limit strap skyward. “You took my everything.” Past glimpses of Issac with the No Limit belt strapped around his waist.
His smile wide. Flash to the “Now I'm coming for you!” The warpath is raged. The battles ensue. Issac smashing fists into
Blade. Greyson slamming shoulders “I won't back down. I will not bow.” Greyson standing up to Issac at every turn. No fear shown on his face.
He stands at the top of the ramp “I've come to bring you hell.” Entragian at his darkest times. Flying into both Greyson & Crazy
Boy, sending them both off balance. “ I can't forget. Things you did.” The Killshot reel. Issac takes a Killshot mid-flight during a flying
clothesline. Issac takes a modified “I've come to bring you hell.” Entragian and Allocca shaking hands, looks of mutual madness shining
in their eyes. Issac dressed as “ The shadows that you see. In the places that you sleep.” Issac laying in bed with black silk coverings. His gut taped with bandages
after that Killshot through the “Are memories of me.” Quick flashes of Ivory Terror destruction. Matt Towers being obliterated by a glass window slammed into his huge face. Mostafa Bashir being beat relentlessly with a 2 x 4. Issac choking the life from Percy Wright. “Better pray your soul to keep.” Quick flashes of The Outlaw's dominance. Driving a sledgehammer into the gut of Marcus Marion. Waging war with the best of them. Azraith DeMitri. Patrick Kidd. Brimstone. Pummeling Eli Storm into submission. “The truth behind your eyes.” Issac's eyes. Burning hatred. No remorse. A shameless evil. Greyson's
eyes. Dominance. Will to survive. “You know that place you never see.” Dueling finishers. Greyson spears Marion with The Killshot. Issac smashes
John Thomas into a knee with “Your darkest little lies. Are coming for you!” Issac and Greyson slam into each other like freight trains, fists flying. A vicious brawl. “All the scars that never heal. All the wounds that will not seal.” Greyson's nose dripping blood after a shot to the steel steps. Issac
rolling around and holding his gut “I will not forget the day. These memories never fall.” Greyson wielding a sledgehammer, gaze focused. Issac swinging a steel
chair, mouth hung agape in a silent “I've come to bring you hell.” Both men dead center in the ring. Foreheads pressed up against each others. Eyes heated. Venomous words being exchanged, like two bulls preparing to charge. The feed cuts. LEGACY International
Octagon
Heavyweight Championship Match Serj Mhitarian vs Damien Roberts Bryan Harris: Our next match is the only match of its type tonight, both in the regard that it’s the only match which didn’t take place tonight… and it’s the only mixed martial arts contest on the card. Alan Ducard: The match between Serj Mhitarian and Damien Roberts for the Octagon International Heavyweight Championship took place nearly a week ago, and the people who were there to see it live gave it good reviews. Jimmy Yates: Something the fans will notice, as noticeable as Damien Roberts’ weight advantage or Serj Mhitarian’s reach advantage, is that Alan Ducard was not part of the broadcast team. Alan Ducard: I do want to let my fans know that the reason I was not part of the broadcast is because my wife and I had our second child three weeks ago, and I declined the opportunity to have announcing duties that evening, rather spending it with my family. Bryan Harris: I know what you’re all thinking, and no, it wasn’t too much of a pain to work with Yates all by myself. Not saying anything about his personality or announce ability… but I was so into the match that I hardly noticed he was there. Alan Ducard: I’ve heard the job Jimmy did for that match, and I’d say he did a smashing good job, especially for the first time he’s ever commentated a mixed martial arts match. Bryan Harris: I’ll take that as a compliment, since I obviously helped make him sound good. Jimmy Yates: Whatever, Bryan. Since we’re showing the entire match, how about we get to it, shall we? Start : Footage from the Match In the middle of the octagon with royal blue padding along the top of the fence and at each of the eight corner posts, a slightly overweight man with a black goatee and mustache wearing a tuxedo with a black and royal blue bow-tie. He has a microphone in his hands, and he steps forward into the middle of the mat, looking at both competitors, each a few feet away from him. Mike Reeves: Good evening everyone, it’s now time for LEGACY International’s first ever CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH!!! To my left, wearing the red shorts with white trim… standing at 6 foot 4, weighing in at 234 pounds and hailing from Beirut, Lebanon… SERJ…. MHIT-ARIAN!! The fans give Serj a polite reaction with mostly clapping and a few cheers. The camera shows Mhitarian during his introduction, and the fans reaction doesn’t change his body language. He seems focused and prepared for the match as he bounces lightly on his toes, straightening his red shorts which extend down to his knees. Mike Reeves: And to my right, wearing the Yankee Pinstriped shorts…. Standing at 6 foot 2, weighing in at 262 pounds… hailing from NEW. YORK. CITY…. Damien…. RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRoberts!!! As he’s introduced, Damien Roberts throws his hands into the air and then pounds his chest with his fist and tosses it into the air, the majority of the crowd cheering for him boisterously, their enthusiasm hypes up Damien Roberts even more. Mike Roberts: The referee in charge of enforcing the rules for this match is Zach Brody. There’s a modest reaction from the crowd as a baby-faced man in a black tshirt steps into the middle of the mat. He points at both fighters and then points to the middle of the mat. The two men come together, and Serj Mhitarian puts his hands out in front of him, asking to touch the knuckles of his gloves with Damien Roberts, but the New Yorker just chuckles and shakes his head. Jimmy Yates: A sign of disrespect there by Damien Roberts, though Serj Mhitarian appears to not be too surprised. Bryan Harris: There’s no reason Damien Roberts should have to be taken off his game just because of some ritual that Mhitarian wants to go through. Not everybody needs to be respectful like that. Not everybody wants to think anything good about their opponent this close to a match. Zach Brody finishes telling the two fighters the rules that they’ve probably heard dozens of times, then he signals for the match to begin and then immediately backs up to get things started. Bryan Harris: So exciting, here we go! Damien Roberts gets things started as he steps in and goes for a straight right hand, but Serj backs up and avoids it, then immediately steps in and connects with the side of Damien’s leg with a roundhouse kick. Jimmy Yates: The first strike belongs to Mhitarian! Bryan Harris: It might not look like much, but kicks like that, when they connect to one spot over and over, it can easily make it hard to put any weight on it. As the two fighters circle and measure each other up, Damien looks like he gets tired of waiting and steps in and tosses a left jab out there, which Serj goes to block, and Damien then swings a right hand around, connecting square on Mhitarian’s chest. Serj brings his knee up into Damien’s gut, backing him up a step, and then Serj swings around with a roundhouse kick that connects to the same spot, knocking Roberts back a couple steps. Jimmy Yates: That looked like it hurt! Bryan Harris: It did, but it’s not going to stop Damien Roberts, and he shoots in and takes down Serj Mhitarian with a double-leg takedown! Roberts gets into a mounted position and immediately Serj wraps his legs around Damien’s waist and then uses his arms to trap Damien’s arms in by his body. Struggling to try to break free, Damien gets one arm free and drives his fist into Serj’s ribs. Before he can connect with another one, Damien gets his arm locked into his opponent’s grasp. Jimmy Yates: Another good defensive tactic by Serj Mhitarian. Bryan Harris: Yeah, but it can’t be all that good, Jimmy, because Serj can’t do anything offensive from the position he’s in right now, not unless he uses his head. Jimmy Yates: Yeah, but neither can Damien Roberts, and isn’t Serj in a defensive position anyway? Getting frustrated, Damien Roberts leans back, lifting Serj’s back off the mat a little bit and then pushes down as hard as he can. Serj tucks his chin into his chest, not letting his head bounce. Positioning his feet, Damien Roberts gets better leverage and then violently throws his weight to his left side, rolling almost all the way over onto his back, shoving Mhitarian off of him in the process. Bryan Harris: Both men getting back to a vertical base. Damien wants to test Mhitarian’s stand-up again. Jimmy Yates: Well the “ground and pound” wasn’t exactly working out for him… Stepping in quickly, Damien Roberts lands a right hook, then a straight left hand, then backs up a few steps and bounces around a bit, enjoying the fan reaction. Moving back in, Roberts connects with a right hand, backing up a step right after it. Damien tries to follow up the strikes by shooting back in for a takedown, but Serj throws his knee upwards. Jimmy Yates: Mhitarian with a knee to the jaw, and Damien Roberts looks stunned! Bryan Harris: Damien’s stumbingling backwards, can Serj follow it up?! Serj Mhitarian steps in quickly and swings his leg up, driving his foot directly into the shoulder of his opponent, but Damien reaches out, grabs Serj by the leg and takes him down. The crowd gets excited as Damien starts throwing fists, with Mhitarian’s leg still pulled up near his shoulder. Jimmy Yates: Viscous shots, rights and lefts, and Serj looks like he’s in trouble! Bryan Harris: I’m not too sure about that!! Swinging his other leg up, Mhitarian drives his knee into Damien’s rib, slowing Roberts down for a moment, and then Serj gets his leg up over his shoulder, locking his knee over top of Damien’s ankle, then pulls down into the triangle choke. Bryan Harris: Very technically sound triangle by Serj Mhitarian, and I don’t think Damien Roberts is going to be able to get out of it! Jimmy Yates: I think he realizes that he put himself into a bad position, and you can see the frustration on his face! Gritting his teeth and trying to fight the hold, Damien tries to tear his opponent’s legs apart over his shoulder, but he can’t do it. His eyes closing, Damien is forced to tap out. As Zach Brody runs in and tells Serj Mhitarian to release the hold, half the fans at the event seem stunned, and the rest of them are cheering for the exciting finish. After letting go of the hold, Serj Mhitarian gets to his feet and returns to his corner, his crew excited about the victory. Brody kneels down near Damien Roberts and tries to make sure he’s okay, but the New York native doesn’t want to talk to him. Bryan Harris: Damien Roberts is a bit distraught, but it’s his fault for putting himself into bad positioning. Jimmy Yates: Let’s go to Mike Reeves for the announcement and the presentation of the belt. As Serj Mhitarian stands up next to Zach Brody, everyone waits for Damien Roberts to return to the middle of the ring, but he refuses to do so. Mike Reeves steps up next to referee Zach Brody, the microphone in hand. Mike Reeves: Referee Zach Brody rules this match in favor of Serj Mhitarian as a result of a tap out by way of TRIANGLE CHOKE… Your winner… and the FIRST ever Octagon International Heavyweight Champion… Serj… Mhiiiiiitarian!!! The same split response from before is echoed now, and then LEGACY International owner Rob Belote walks into the octagon and takes a royal blue leather belt with solid white-gold face plates out of a royal blue velvet bag, he hands the championship belt to Serj Mhitarian, who bows slightly in the direction of his boss. Jimmy Yates: A historic moment here as the first ever LEGACY International Octagon Heavyweight Champion is crowned, and it seems like some of the fans here tonight aren't too happy about it. Bryan Harris: I'm sure a lot of them lost money on this fight, having bet on Damien Roberts to win! Taking the belt, Serj Mhitarian lifts it up above his head and bows graciously to the members of the crowd who are cheering for him, and then starts getting congratulatory hugs from his team members. Mind Games...?
The booing from the live crowd (and probably from some of the more "enthusiastic" / "weird" fans at home) begins the moment the scene cuts backstage. Hearing it echo through the hallways around him, the negative reaction actually brings a little smirk to Gryffin's face. In fact, as we zoom out, a similar look is also on the faces of Tino, Giovanni, and Jessica Stevens. The guys are all wearing the black shirt with the red italic "D" which The Diabolik have become known for. Ms. Stevens, on the other hand, is wearing a pair of black jeans and a red blouse. It almost looks like they're looking to find some mischief to get into. As they turn a corner, Tino spots someone down the hall, and they all get the idea. Zooming down the corridor, the camera picks up Cronos Diamante, who is currently picking up a sandwich from the catering table. Zooming back out, we see Gryffin and the other three approach, standing and waiting for Cronos to turn around. Cronos is wearing a Vault t-shirt with the slogan "Drinks like a soda, kicks like an energy drink" in the front and the customized "Honor Above All" on the back. Gryffin Anselm: Well look at you, changing up the wardrobe and becoming Mr. Capitalism. Does it make you feel like a sell out, or do you just look the part? Cronos sighs and turns toward Gryffin’s entourage with a smile that says “ha ha very funny.” He takes a quick bite out of his sandwich, scoops up a water bottle and approaches. Cronos Diamante: I knew I’d catch some flack for this whole crazy idea Crazy Boy came up with but I didn’t expect it to be from the likes of you. Gryffin shrugs. Gryffin Anselm: Not sure why you feel like you should know me all that well. It's obvious from all of our conversations over the past year or two that you don't know me very well. Of course, that wouldn't be the first person you've mistakenly thought you knew, given how you freaked out when you found out that Jake Dominion wasn't "on your side" anymore. You were just as fooled as everyone else. Cronos sets his sandwich down obviously having come down with a loss of appetite. Cronos Diamante: Yeah. I admit I was fooled. Twice now. I won’t make that mistake again, Gryffin. So tell me… why are you and your little… Cronos takes a quick look at Giovanni and Tino, ignoring Jessica altogether. Cronos Diamante: To coin a Star Wars phrase… kath hounds, here on the Pre-Show? Don’t you have somewhere more important to be? The smirk gets a little bigger. Gryffin Anselm: I'd ask you the same question, but after looking at the team you assembled, it's obvious that you don't have any friends of your own other than Vood... Cronos takes a sip of his water and leans back against some metal equipment boxes. Cronos Diamante: You don’t have to ask the question. To be perfectly honest with you, Gryffin… I happen to be here at the Pre-Show because I’m a company man. I do whatever it takes to support Legacy. It’s not only honorable but it shows Rob Belote I’m one of the men he can depend on and he knows I’d do anything to protect it from anyone or anything. Anything and “anyone”. Cronos gives Gryffin a look that is suggestive of “right now that anyone is you” then he takes a sip of water and smiles. Cronos Diamante: As for my team… it’s a stout team capable of knocking your guys off. I have complete faith in Tyrone and Dev. Tyrone gave your boy Crash a good run for his money in the first round of the Hawkins Memorial Tournament if you’d remember correctly. And Dev is a former World Champion in TTW and he’s the FIRST Legacy World Champion. You would do well to remember that. Gryffin nods. Gryffin Anselm: Yeah, I remember how Crazy Boy came up short against Crash... and how he came up short against you back when you had some gold. As for Dev... he and I go way back, so I'm aware of what he's capable of. My comment wasn't poking fun at your team. My comment was poking fun at the fact that your only friend in this business is Voodoo, and that's why I didn't really need to ask why you were here tonight, because what else would you be doing? Cronos simply shakes his head with a laugh. Cronos Diamante: You can poke fun at that all you want, chief. But the sixty-four thousand dollar question here Gryffin is why are “you” here? You’re not here just to give me sh*t about this t-shirt. Anselm raises his eyebrows, a little surprised. Gryffin Anselm: What, you can't guess why we're here? Isn't it obvious? We're recruiting more members for the team. Cronos chuckles. Cronos Diamante: Recruiting, huh? Why don’t you go ask Mirage. I hear he’s desperate and you must be a big fan considering recent events. Gryffin Anselm: We're doing alright without your advice... but thanks for the tip. By the way, anybody on your team savvy to the fact that you've got a Diabolik shirt hanging in the back of your closet? Cronos grins. Cronos Diamante: You mean the shirt that has a picture of a beaten and battered Diabolik after having been pinned at Glimmer of Hope? Yeah. I think the entire federation is savvy to that one. Good Diabolik shirt, Gryffin. It should really be marketed. I’ll be wearing it after the show. Gryffin: Hey, if you want to pretend like you're not a part of "The D" and keep this whole charade going, then that's fine, but when you do the big reveal like Jake did, you're not going to get as big of a reaction. People are already talking about how they think this whole "Honor Above All" thing is bullsh*t... So I figured we'd go ahead and let the cat out of the bag even before the Co-Op. I mean, what do we have to gain by hiding it anymore? Your team mates aren't going to fight any less to keep you in the ring until the final five just because you're a member of The Diabolik... Cronos busts out with laughter and looks at Tino and Giovanni. Cronos Diamante: You hear this guy? He’s such a comedian. Now I know why Rob puts up with you. Cronos stops mid-laugh. Cronos Diamante: You know Gryffin… these mind games of your might work on somebody else but they don’t work on me. In case you haven’t forgotten… I used to play mind games infinitely better than you did when I tried and if I wanted to again, I would still be better at it. Mirage will always put both of us to shame in that department so don’t forget who that top dog is. As for your Honor Above All comment… I’ve addressed that in the past and I don’t need to again because frankly, only certain individuals in Legacy deserve anything honorable and you and your little kath hounds here aren’t any of them. Gryffin nods his head and tries not to laugh. Gryffin Anselm: You want to keep up the air of secrecy? That's fine. Just do me a favor... even if you don't want to make it seem too obvious, make sure that Devastation doesn't make it into the top five in the Co-Op, alright? Consider that your mission... Cronos just shakes his head and laughs under his breath. Cronos Diamante: I don’t know what you’ve been smoking Gryffin but you might possibly consider sharing it. Have a good night, Gryffin. I’ll see you at Glimmer of Hope. Cronos pats Gryffin on the shoulder and walks off with a smile on his face. Under his breath, not loud enough so Cronos can hear him from down the hall, Gryffin says one last thing. Gryffin: You know you will. Lights Out
“Guerilla Radio” – Rage Against the Machine As the rolling riff starts the song, we see still images of Diego de Cardenas. Then Hector Rodriguez. Then Hannah Perez. The rolling riff continues and the screen fades to black, and the words “El Chupacabra” slowly appear on screen. As the riff changes to a different riff, we see the image of RAGE Ben Murdock. Then VENOM Steve O’Reily. Then Trent Logan. As the second riff continues to be repeated, we see still black and white images from when Domination won the three-way match against The Diabolik and The Canuckin’ Cowboys, capped off by seeing them hold the belts above their heads in victory. “Transmission third world war third round” Hannah Perez backstage, talking to Trent Logan. “A decade of the weapon of sound above ground” The challenge has been accepted. “No shelter if you're lookin' for shade El Chupacabra attack Trent Logan backstage. “As the polls close like a casket Trent Logan gets put into an ambulance “A spectacle, monopolized Steve O’Reily punches Hector a few times, then lifts him up over his head into a gorilla press position “Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil? Ben Murdock hits a flying shoulderblock from the top rope “Yes a spectacle monopolized While Hannah Perez makes a distraction, Hector hits a Yakuza kick to Ben Murdock “Or the fists are gone Diego plants Steve O’Reily on his head with a modified Hurricanrana
DDT and then covers him Diego and Hector hold the World Tag Team Titles above their heads, looking proud of their accomplishment. “Lights out Diego and Hector sit poolside with no clothes on, the tag titles covering their genitles “Turn that sh*t up” “Contact I highjacked the frequencies Rage tosses Diego off of his shoulders, and Diego lands on the back of his neck “Way past the days of Bombin' M.C.'s Venom slams Hector face first into the mat “Who gottem yo check the federal file Diego hits RAGE in the head with one of the title belts “An army of pigs try to silence my style Steve O’Reily heave Diego with a release German Suplex “Lights out RAGE and VENOM throw Hector into Diego, sending both members of El Chupacabra over the top rope and out of the ring “Turn that sh*t up” Hector and Diego walk out, but turn around to remember they forgot the tag titles “Lights out Steve O’Reily, Ben Murdock, and Trent Logan stand in the ring, hoisting the tag belts “Turn that sh*t up” Hector and Diego walk back, pissed off
Tag Team Showcase, Murdock crotches Diego on the steel guardrail “All… hell… can't stop us now” Ben and Diego brawl through the crowd and up the stairs “All… hell… can't stop us now” Domination in the ring, Hector and Diego on the LEGACY Vision jumbotron “All… hell… can't stop us now” Domination go backstage to get them “All… hell… can't stop us now” El Chupacabra jump them from behind “All… hell… can't stop us now” An all-out brawl ensues “All… hell… can't stop us now” Number One Contenders
Match
to the World Tag Team Titles Chris Turner & Damien Black vs The Worldwide Bushido Buntai Alan Ducard: And now we arrive at the Main Event of the evening, and what a contest it was! Jimmy Yates: A thrilling tag team match, and with a heavy reward laid out for the victors. Bryan Harris: You ain't kidding, Jimbo. The winning team will go on to face either El Chupacabra or Domination for the LEGACY tag titles. Jimmy Yates: On one side of the table we have WorldWide Bushido Buntai,
rounded out by the big Alan Ducard: A compelling tandem, they've been functioning so well
as a unit since teaming up. These Bryan Harris: And next on the palette we have the monsters. The odd
couple of Chris Turner & Damien Jimmy Yates: It was interesting to see these teams collide. Let's dive right into the footage. Start : Footage from the Match Turner hits the ropes on one side of the ring, running forward and
blasting Yoshida in the gut with a kitchen Alan Ducard: Thus far the tandem of Black & Turner have kept things
on high offense. No room to breath Bryan Harris: Yoshy needs to find a way to get back into this one,
and I think a tag to that massive Turner rushes forward, looking for a clothesline, but Yoshida ducks
and pulls the top rope down, causing Jimmy Yates: I don't think the ref even had a chance to start his ring
out count, that's how quick Katsuro Alan Ducard: WorldWide Bushio Buntai seem to focus on respect and honor, and I don't think Katsuro would be satisfied with a ring out victory. Once back in the ring, Yoshida moves in on Turner and drops down onto his sternum with a massive headbutt. Turner gasps, the air driven from his chest as he writhes on the canvas. He then grabs hold of one of Turner's legs, rearing backwards while locking in a half crab. Katsuro yanks back, putting the pressure on, and meanwhile Turner's face is a mask of pain as he reaches desperately for the bottom rope. Alan Ducard: Turner's wiggling like a worm, trying to crawl towards that rope like it's the gates of heaven. Jimmy Yates: I'm sure that in his mind right now, that's EXACTLY what it is, Alan. Finally Chris manages to snag the rope in his grasp, and Yoshida promptly
breaks the hold. However the Bryan Harris: Kevin a BIG boy, and having him crash down on you with a leg drop is sure to make you sore in the morning. Jimmy Yates: That's something that I don't think many people are aware of. The fact that Kevin Oppenheimer IS 6'7 and 200 plus lbs, he's the biggest man in this match, height wise. Turner starts dragging himself up to his feet, but Kevin hits the ropes
and comes off of them while Alan Ducard: Kevin continuing to work that left knee a bit, after Yoshida seems to have left it in a weakened tate. Bryan Harris: Intelligent strategy on the part of WWBB, for all we
know Turner might have torn cartilage Kevin moves on Turner again, but out of desperation Chris rises up
from the canvas and drives Kevin down Jimmy Yates: From where I'm sitting Turner has become the sacrificial lamb. WorldWide Bushido Buntai are keeping him cut off from Black, who's still fresh on the outside. Bryan Harris: The last thing Yoshy & Oppy want is to have Damien in there, because we all know he'll come like a house afire. Alan Ducard: Turner's still fighting for survival, but if this goes
on for much longer it could spell the end Kevin quickly gains his footing, taking hold of Turner's wrist he irish
whips him HARD into a neutral Jimmy Yates: Turner showing signs of life here, really taking the steam out of Kevin with that body splash. Alan Ducard: But can his knee hold out for much longer? He needs to make the tag. Kevin slumps further down against the turnbuckle, and Chris starts
to rain clubbing blows down against his Bryan Harris: Turner got ALL of that one, a beautiful German suplex. Jimmy Yates: Seems his knee buckled as he let Kevin go, and now Chris is down on the canvas as well. Both men are laid out in the center of the ring, Chris starting to
crawl towards his corner. Oppenheimer Yoshida reaches down and hauls Turner him to his feet, then he starts
to unleash with a barrage of side kicks into Chris's ribs. Turner staggers,
but just as Yoshida telegraphs a kick to his gut Chris catches the Bryan Harris: UHOH. Can we say “business is about to pick up!” Jimmy Yates: This is the LAST thing WorldWide Bushido Buntai wanted. Alan Ducard: Here comes the Savior of Sadism, and he is looking brimstone
fueled with a full tank of evil Katsuro has gotten wobbly up to his feet, only to be ANNIHILATED by Black, who hits him with a clothesline so hard that Yoshida does a somersault that sends him face first into the canvas. Yoshida gets back up, and Damien grabs him by the throat with both hands and tosses him into a neutral corner. He starts to blast hook punches into Katsuro's face, swinging rights and lefts that find their mark each time. Then Damien switches up his offense and starts to lay into Yoshida with straight kicks to the gut, which drive the former No Limits Champ down into a sitting position. Black doesn't stop, instead choosing to rain down mud hole stomps into the heart of Yoshida. The silent assassin caps off his onslaught with a boot pressed into Yoshida's throat, choking him out while pushing down on the ropes, his eyes swimming with malice. Bryan Harris: Good GOD! Damien is unstoppable in there. He's like a
badass energizer bunny, nothing can Jimmy Yates: Yoshida needs to get Kevin back into this match, and quick, otherwise Damien's momentum is going to carry the oddballs straight onto victory lane. Damien takes a step back, still stalking Katsuro, who has started to
crawl out of the corner towards the Jimmy Yates: No humanitarian, is Black. He'll beat them the only way he knows how, the BRUTAL way. Black reaches down and pulls Katsuro up to his feet, then he snatches
up his arms and flings the Japanese Alan Ducard: Damien not even satisfied with doing physical harm to
JUST the legal man, instead he wants Jimmy Yates: Things are looking bad for WWBB. Oppenheimer runs forward, throwing up a big boot, but Damien ducks
under it and snaps off a martial arts Alan Ducard: Black continues to look magnificent. Bryan Harris: I don't think he's fit for wrestling. His methods are
more in tune with the likes of a Jimmy Yates: And what's this now? Ezekiel Caine has jumped up onto the apron, throwing his hands around and screaming as though he's giving a damn sermon. With the referee distracted by Caine's antics, Turner creeps over to
the enemy corner where Yoshida is still Alan Ducard: The deranged Chris Turner seemingly taking Yoshida out
of this one, albeit with some Bryan Harris: That was one hell of a shot to the mush! Meanwhile in the ring, Kevin stirs, reaching up and pulling himself
back up to a vertical base using the Bryan Harris: EXCOMMUNICATOR!!!! Caine gestures to the ring with one hand, smiling, and he drops down
from the apron allowing the referee to Alan Ducard: This one, as you Americans would say it, is in the bag. Damien flips Oppenheimer's broken body onto his back, then he wrenches a forearm backwards and makes the cover. ONE. TWO. THREE. Josephina Colbert: Here are your winners, the new number one contenders to the tag team championships, THE UNHOLY ALLIANCE, DAMIEN BLACK & CHRISTOPHER TURNER!! Turner gets into the ring and shoots a finger towards Josephina, yelling
out at her and mouthing the words Bryan Harris: I'll tell you one thing for sure, Katsuro Yoshida and Kevin Oppenheimer are probably upset with their decision to wait to use their tag title shot, because now they don't have it anymore! Alan Ducard: After this weekend is over and done with, the next tag title shot will go to Damien Black and Chris Turner, and you can bet that they're not going to put it off any longer than they have to. Jimmy Yates: No matter who leaves GLIMMER OF HOPE with the tag titles, I think Damien Black and Chris Turner are going to put up a very strong challenge, assuming they can continue to work together. Bryan Harris: My guess is that it all depends on how pissed off Chris Turner is going to get the next time he is referred to as "Christopher". Alan Ducard: Well that's it for us here tonight, but we'll be joining you once again come Sunday night as LEGACY brings you GLIMMER OF HOPE live on pay per view... and now we leave you with a reminder of the two biggest reasons you'll be wanting to be sure not to miss the big event. Warrior's Code
We open with fast guitars as the Dropkick Murphy's "Warrior's Code" explodes we see: A closeup shot of X-Calibur sweat soked and determined. "You're the fighter you've got the fire" Rawlings in the gym sparring he takes over an opponent with an arm drag and we zoom in to see a very similar sweat soaked determined look on his face. "The spirit of a warrior, the champion's heart" Rawlings hoisting the Legacy World Title above his head. X-Calibur being handed the Tao of Valor. "You fight for your life because the fighter never quits" Rawlings locked in one of Devastation's submissions, Stephen struggles, fights, and finally gets to the ropes. "You make the most of the hand you're dealt" X-Calibur standing across from Crash in their Hawkins Memorial. "Because the quitter never wins Crash walks out, X gets his hand raised, but isn't very happy about it. "You were born to box in a city that's seen their share Rawlings and X-Calibur standing eye to eye backstage during Strife. "Above the bar in the Gaelic Club A shot of the Hawkins Trophy. "With the heart of a lion" X-terminator! Finishing Move! "They salute your glory" X-Calibur standing in the ring with Moreno. X getting his hand raised. Rawlings ties up with Iley. Rawlings gets his hand raised in victory. Another shot of the Hawkins trophy. "It's another murderous right" Rawlings rocks an opponent with an European uppercut. "Another left hook from hell" X-Calibur driving rights and lefts into an opponent. "A bloody war on the boardwalk" X with a crimson mask, struggling to get up. "And the kid from Lowell rises to the bell" Rawlings face down in the ring, he tries to get up... falls back to the mat. "Micky X finally gets to his feet, and through the blood on his face we still see the fierce determination. "Micky Rawlings gets to his feet, his body exhausted... but the fire in his eye says he's not through, yet. and one more shot of the Hawkins Trophy, and the music fades out. The Challenge
Raconteurs "the Switch and the Spur" The glare of the spotlights fall on the Legacy Ring as the piano opening of the Raconteurs "The Switch and the Spur" begins. "In the heat of the desert sun, A parade of Legacy production vehicles passes by us on the open road. "An appaloosa and, Crash steps from backstage with the World Title on his shoulder and a cocky smile on his face. "Slow in motion and shadow-less Crash is joined by the "D" flanking him: Jake Dominion, Gryffin Anselm, James Win and Tito and Giovani. "Every living thing, with a fatal sting A flash of what's on the horizon the other 4 captains: X-Calibur, Cronos Diamante, Justin Moreno, Loco Martinez. "The rider hallucinates Crazy Boy and Greg Allocca standing toe to toe. Devastation and Stellar staring one another down. "Spits a venom dream, recalls a stranger scream Rawlings and Iley in each other's face yelling at one another. Bailey talking to John Thomas. "The saddle spotted with sweat and blood A close up of Jake Dominion with an evil smirk on his face. "There's no stopping this, and now he's powerless Crash with the World Title. The music hits a crescendo and we hear a group singing the outro: "Any pour souls who trespass against us Diabolik swarming X-Calibur. Gryffin nailing a "Devastator". Crash planting Loco with the "Aero Zeppelin Driver". "Will suffer the bite or be stung dead on sight "For theirs is the power and this is their kingdom The shot of the empty Legacy ring bathed in spotlights. "So enter this path, but heed these four words, A shot of the world title with a quick shot of every team: the Diabolik, Team X, Team Honor, MoFo's Mob, and Team Monster. "Any pour souls who trespass against us Loco dropping Gryffin with a dropkick. X-Calibur nailing Crash with a clothesline. Cronos running Jake out of the ringside area. Crazy Boy drops Crash with a DDT. "Will suffer the bite or be stung dead on sight "Stellar Drop" from Stellar. "Not Your Average Moonsault" from Thomas. the M-80 from Moreno. "For theirs is the power and this is their kingdom Bailey taking a wager, and then choking an opponent out. Devastation
hoisting the Legacy World title. Becomes Rawlings hoisting the Legacy
World Title. Another shot of an empty ring. A close up of the Legacy World Title. And a quick flurry of shots of the 15 men in the Co Op Challenge, as the music fades away. The logo for GLIMMER OF HOPE appears, followed by the LEGACY logo... and then we fade to black. |
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