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Friends with Benefits
Time: 8:35 PM
[Louis Friend sits alone in his locker room, his tank top straps pulled down to his abdomen, his head lowered in shame, and staring down at a small black piece of cloth.]
Louis Friend: My first Grinder and I should feel privileged, honored to be part of an event so historic, a show so full of many memorable moments. Grinder is the ONE night where ANYONE can walk away BACW Heavyweight Champion.
Tonight... I have my opportunity. But more importantly, I have an opportunity to exact revenge on several people who have hurt the ones closest to me. The Uprising, Azreal... you shits tried to end the careers of two very important people in my life. You tried to “rewrite” their personality by stooping to such disgusting depths to try and break down Spectre and Asher mentally.
And tonight, they get their chance during the Grinder match, to beat you all to a living pulp. My father will have to wait a while, chomping at the bit, waiting for his turn to enter. And I am confident he will show you all what a horrible mistake you made. However, it is up to me to look after my brother in arms, Asher, guide him through this hellacious match, and hope he lasts just long enough to slap the taste right out of Azreal's mouth!”
[Louis takes the piece of cloth, and places it over his head, now revealed to be a mask concealing his entire face except a small area around his eyes resembling that of a masked ninja.]
Friend: But alas, I must face the world, face the shame I feel, under this mask. I hide my face for embarrassing my father, making him appear to be weak, in the face of an onslaught by the ENTIRE entourage of The Uprising. I hide my face, ashamed for what I have done, figuratively throwing in the towel for my father, covering over him with my own body, believing he was incapable of defending himself from a gang of cowards. A man of little faith I am. And now my guilt and shame must conceal the man I have become.
You may be able to look at yourself in the mirror every day, Barnes and King. But then that just shows everyone just how shameless you really are, and that you don't care what you have to do, even at the expense of those who came before you, who paved the way.
As for me, until I CAN look myself in the mirror again, you won't see me without this mask covering my head. Even should I make it to the end, and actually WIN Grinder, my shame shall remain, until I can forgive myself. Even in the midst of what my father may believe are better times ahead, I will continue to conceal my face, as I don't deserve to be seen by anybody, anywhere.
My friend awaits me. And it is my destiny to defend and protect him, and remain by his side, even in the face of a hopeless battle, until the last breath of my body remains.
The Grinder Match...it awaits.”
[Louis Friend leans over and begins lacing his boots, preparing for the biggest match of his young career.]
NWA World Hardcore Championship
Jack Kraven
vs.
Tyrone Jackson
Time: 8:45 PM
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
[The lights in the arena dim to almost nothing before The Black Knights logo illuminates on the big screen as "Down" by 311 hits the speakers bringing the fans to their feet.]
Crowd: Jack! Jack! Jack!
[The opening guitar riff incites the crowd even more and at the word “CHILL!” as the blue and white pyrotechnics EXPLODES simultaneously. Jack bursts through the curtains already screaming and pounding his chest, playing to the roaring crowd. Dressed in his usual black tights with blue lightning running down each pant leg, and a new "BLACK KNIGHTS" logo t-shirt, sleeveless and cut on each side up the midsection. Sliding a table into the ring, Jack immediately gets the support of the crowd before his official introduction.]
Stuffher: Making his way down the aisle, weighing in at two hundred, sixty four pounds, hailing from Denver, Colorado by way of Detroit, MICHIGAN, he is the Hall of Fame, CORNERSTONE of Bad Ass Championship Wrestling - This is “Big Daddy” JACK KRAVEN!
Crowd: [POP!]
Promo: Being in BACW for so long, Jack knows what the hardcore division is all about and I fully expect him to give the fans a good show.
Jack Kraven: [Standing up on the turnbuckle] WOOO!
E.D: All I see is him doing a lot of pandering to the crowd.
Promo: Think he’s got weapons under the ring?
E.D: If he wants to win.
Stuffher: And his opponent… is coming down from The Keystone State, Tyrone Jackson!
Crowd: [BOO!]
E.D: Here…
Promo: Why are you giving me your wallet?
E.D: Like I said on the last show, this guy’s a criminal! In fact, take this too…
Promo: What kind of ring is this?
E.D: Maybe I should hold that… Sorry!
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Referee: [Turning to Jack] Are you ready? [Turning to Tyrone] Are you ready? [Turning to the timekeeper] Let’s get it on!
Promo: Both men race into the middle of the ring and begin exchanging right and left crosses, immediately bringing the crowd to their feet!
E.D: Low blow by Tyrone Jackson and you knew it was just a matter of time until he cheated.
[Reaching up from his knees, Kraven rakes the eyes of Jackson and firing upward, knocks him head over heels with a nasty bolo uppercut. Jack continues the offense on Tyrone with punches and kicks and with his opponent stunned, Kraven has time to set up the table he brought into the ring.]
Promo: Looks like Big Daddy isn’t waiting to get extreme!
[Pulling Tyrone up by the hair…]
[CRAACK!!!!]
[…Jack power bombs him through the table and hooking the leg for the one, two, three… Jackson barely gets his shoulder off the canvas in time.]
Crowd: [OH!]
Referee: TWO!
Promo: Folks, we are only mere minutes into this match and if this is any hint as to what’s coming, I suggest you move the little ones away from the TV.
[With both men now on their feet, Kraven’s wild haymaker misses and Tyrone fires back with a big time clotheslines! Picking up a piece of the table, Tyrone digs a few splinters into Jack’s forehead and Kraven is instantly busted open. Body slam onto the rumble and leaping off the second turnbuckle, Jackson misses a big elbow drop.]
Tyrone Jackson: ARUGH!
[Slowly getting up to his feet Kraven instantaneously dumps Tyrone over the nylon and down onto the hard concrete floor with a SPLAT! Stepping over the top rope and reaching into the crowd, Jack is given a Chris Ross action figure by a fan and with one swift motion, cracks Tyrone over the head with it. AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! Holding the action figure up to the camera, Jack starts to scream…]
Jack Kraven: WIPE OUT! WIPE OUT! WIIIIIPPPPEEEE OOOUUUTTT!!!!
Promo: The crowd has a good chuckle and now Jack has taken hold of a cup of beer!
[CRACK!]
Crowd: [OH!]
[Smacking the plastic cup against the head of Tyrone as they brawl against the railing, Tyrone crotches Kraven across the steel with a egg shattering fracture! Rummaging under the ring, Tyrone grabs a kendo stick and cracks it near Eric Danger to scare him.]
[WHACK!]
E.D: Are you insane?
Promo: [In a nervous tone] Please don’t ask him any questions when he has a weapon in his hands.
[With Jackson distracted, Kraven has the time to tosses a trash can inside the ring containing a street sign, golf club, steel chair, and whole host of other weapons.]
Crowd: [YEAH!]
Promo: Looks like everything but the kitchen sink.
E.D: Give it time Paul and I’m sure it’s going to show up.
[Seeing the can hit the logo, Jackson turns and swinging the kendo once again, misses shattering it against the steel post. Gripping his hands from the sting, Kraven uses the distraction to pound Tyrone’s head into the guardrail for a ten count.]
Promo: Side Russian leg sweep into the railing and…
[CLANG!]
E.D: …Tyrone is hurt bad!
[Peeling up a section of the mat around the ring, Kraven unleashes a skeleton cracking Alabama stampede onto the exposed concrete and hooking the leg for the press…]
Referee: ONE! TWO!!
Crowd: THREE!!!
E.D: NO!
Referee: TWO! Only two!! Continue the match!
[Rolling Tyrone back into the ring, Jack comes off the top rope and smacks a DEAD END sign over the head of Jackson with a vicious THUD!]
Promo: Kraven has an Inflatable Doll in the ring!
E.D: I didn’t know BACW signed your girlfriend to a contract Paul!
Promo: Very funny…
[Putting the dolls face in Tyrone’s crotch, Kraven stomps down hard and Jackson cries out from the pain.]
Crowd: [OOO!]
Promo: We have a press!
Referee: ONE! TWO!!
Crowd: THREE!!!
E.D: Kick out by Tyrone and Kraven questions the count.
Jack Kraven: [Slapping his hands together] That was THREE!!! ONE TWO THREE!!!
Referee: [Defiant the referee hold up his fingers] TWO!
Promo: Look out!
[From behind, Tyrone bashes the trash can over the head of the sidetracked Kraven and using the tombstone onto a cheese grater, Jack Kraven is gushing blood all over the ring.]
Promo: Win or lose here tonight, I don’t know if Jack is going to be able to compete in the Grinder.
E.D: His cuts are bad and if I were him, I would just go for broke!
[Opening up two steel chairs and placing a piece of plate glass between them, Tyrone bully’s Kaven onto the top turnbuckle. Following up with only hate in his mind, Jackson arches back with a superplex on Kraven from the top rope and...]
[CRASHATTER!]
Promo: OH MY GOD!!!!!
Crowd: [Bad ASS Wrestling! Bad ASS Wrestling! Bad ASS Wrestling!]
Promo: The crowd explodes and My God! My God! My God! Jack Kraven just went through the sheet of plate glass!!!!!
E.D: I think the only thing Tyrone did was piss off the former BACW champion!
[Dragging himself through the shards and into an upright position, Kraven counters Tyrone’s spear with a quick DDT for a two count.]
Referee: TWO!
E.D: Look at Kraven’s back, it’s torn to shreds!
Promo: I think I’m going to vomit.
[Rolling to the outside, Jack brings another table and sets up one side. Turning to find his opponent, Tyrone hits him over the head with the already dented trash can.]
[THUNK!]
[Jackson with shots to the body of Jack using an XBOX 360 and Tyrone is calling for the microphone.]
Tyrone Jackson: [Yelling] How does it feel to be in my yard bitch!?
[Grabbing a wired controller, Tyrone continues whipping Jack with cord until Kraven has no choice but to roll up into the fetal position. Jackson then yells out…]
Jackson: This is for my brothers in Keystone!
[Just then The Black Knight music hits and walking out is the NWA World Heavyweight Champion Michael “Snake Eyes” Cavenaugh. Getting his full attention, Tyrone pulls out his weed whacker and just he’s about to start it; Jason Dredd gets up on the apron from behind. The crowd responds and when Jackson turns around to finally see Dredd, Kraven is able to put a golf club long ways onto the back of the Tyrone’s neck and apply his Jack Attack Full Nelson finisher. Dredd drops down from the apron and squeezing tight, Tyrone refuses to pass out or tap! Kraven cranks down harder but again, Jackson will not be denied.]
Referee: Come on Tyrone! Just tell me if you want give up!
Jackson: [Through gritted teeth] F… F..UCK. YOU!!!!!
[With his strength failing, Kraven transitions into a JA Slam onto one of the dented steel chairs and hooking the leg for the ONE! TWO!!]
Crowd: THREE!!!
Referee: Ring the bell! This one’s over!
Promo: Bloody and carved up like a Thanksgiving Day turkey, Jack Kraven has for the first time in his life captured NWA gold!
E.D: Yeah but at what cost?
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: Your winner of the contest, and NEW NWA World Hardcore Champion – “Big Daddy” Jack Kraven!
Winner and NEW World Hardcore Champion: Jack Kraven
[Barely able to move and with cuts all over his body, Kraven takes the title and after a brief celebration is helped into the back by Cavenaugh and Dredd.]
Promo: Folks, it was everything Mister Batee promised it would be and the only question I have is does Jack Kraven have enough in the tank to win The Grinder?
E.D: He’s cut, exhausted, and most likely has bruises where no man should have them… and even though I know he won’t mentally bend, there is no way in hell Jack Kraven will be ready in time for this years Grinder.
Promo: Only time will tell but in the meantime, let’s take break and show you what’s next on pay per view next month.
Run commercial for April’s ASS Kicking.
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