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One Win at a Time
Time: 9:20 PM
Jace: God its cold!
[I shivered in a threadbare jacket, a steaming cup of coffee clutched in my hand as I stood outside the arena minutes before I was called into The Grinder as the very first entrant.]
Jace: Why the hell couldn’t we meet inside?
[A voice growled in the shadows…]
??????: All the better for me to remain unseen if we should meet out here.
[I moved to look, but something prevented me from doing so. It was like two invisible walls had pressed up against my shoulders restricting even the slightest of turns. Releasing my will, the voice said, remaining out of view save for the billowing of a black duster that fluttered like a flag back and forth into the cameras view.]
??????: Don’t turn around, you still need to be able to deny seeing me.
[Jace finally found the voice to ask…]
Jace: Why, are you still wanted?
The voice responded cryptically.
??????: Not by those you might thing, but by all the wrong people.
[I replied with a hint of a smile.]
Jace: I can’t believe you talked me into this.
[He responded…]
??????: Yes you can, cause you didn’t need all that much persuading.
[Jace said, his eyes darkening for a moment, giving that open, innocent face a sinister, evil hue.]
Jace: I just want them all to get exactly what they deserve!
??????: I know ya do kid, and in time they will, don’t you worry, in time BACW will realize that the true Dark Angel has not yet walked among them. They give this little upstart too much credit. Everything he knows, everything he is, was created FOR him, not BY him. I know who did the creator, and I know how to make them all pay. You’ll get what belongs to you soon enough kid, as will I.
[Jace said with a grin…]
Jace: I can’t wait for that day.
[The man asked…]
??????: You know the plan, you know to stick to it tonight.
[Jace nodded and told him...]
Jace: I know it. I’ll do as you ask.
[The voice said…]
??????: You take the first steps tonight boy and make sure he can see you helping him.
Jace: I will.
[The cloth rustled, and the fluttering of the Duster ceased for a moment, before the dark, heavy coat settled over Jace’s shoulders from behind. Reaching out, he placed his two scarred, pale hands that held the Duster in place as Jace slipped his arms into it.]
??????: You take this kid, you need it more than I.
[Pulling the Duster around him Jace said…]
Jace: Thank you.
[The voice then withdrew, and his footsteps echoed until all that remained was the sound of someone whistling against the wind.]
??????: Your help in this is thanks enough.
[Opening up the door to the Prudential Center, one of the second yelled out to a freezing Jace.]
Backstage Hand: Jace!
[He turned and for the first time since his arrival in BACW and dawned a wraithlike gaze.]
Jace: What?
Backstage Hand: We are on in 1 minute…
Jace: [Snarling he whispered] good…
The Grinder (First Blood Steel Cage)
Time: 9:20 PM
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for THE GRINDER!!!!
Crowd: [Insane POP!]
Stuffher: In just a few moments, 17 of the toughest wrestlers in the world will come down this isle and get into our steel cage for a chance to become BACW Heavyweight champion!
Crowd: [YEAH!]
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: The rules of the match are simple. Every two minutes we will bring a new entrant into the cage and once you are in, if you bleed, you are eliminated!
Promo: Who do you think is going to enter the ring #1?
E.D: Well, I would say your mother, but she is still pretty worn out after what I did to her last night. I mean, I do have a rather broad fist and the anus is only meant to…
Promo: Why did I ask?
[“Welcome to the Jungle” blares out over the loud speakers and out steps Mister Batee once again…]
E.D: Speaking of worn out assholes…
[Our controversial leader begins walking to the ring with a big smile on his face. The bald ambassador of badass steps into the ring and is handed the microphone.]
Mr. Batee: Every year I try to make the Grinder into a "can you top this" type of show. I have done it year after year after year and each year the question remains the same--yeah, but what are you gonna do THIS year? Well don't think that because I have my mind in my new role as NWA President that the little Stomp Hall that could is not the #1 thing in my heart. There is one subject that I get e-mailed about more than any other subject. In fact, I stopped reading fan mail and have it read by my Kimona and Liz now because I no longer want to hear requests for the Boy Wonder…
Crowd: DAAAAARRRRRRRRRRREEEEELLLLLLLLLL!
Crowd: DAAAAARRRRRRRRRRREEEEELLLLLLLLLL!
Crowd: DAAAAARRRRRRRRRRREEEEELLLLLLLLLL!
Batee: SHUT UP!
Crowd: DAAAAARRRRRRRRRRREEEEELLLLLLLLLL!
[The chairman covers his ears and jumps into the air stomping his feet.]
Crowd: DAAAAARRRRRRRRRRREEEEELLLLLLLLLL!
Mr. Batee: ENOUGH! I hear you, I always hear you. But tonight, instead of just having your stupid wants and desires edited out of the pile by Liz and Kimona, I have an answer to all of your prayers. Being the greatest promoter to ever walk God's green Earth [Mocking tone] I got you what you wanted!
E.D: I’m getting a date with Sexy Sasha?
Mr. Batee: Ladies and gentlemen, Darrel Besolve is here tonight!
E.D: Damn it!
[The crowd ignites into a firestorm of cheers. The rafters begin to shake in a ground swelling of support.]
Promo: Besolve is here to complete in Grinder?
Mr. Batee: And if Darrel is really so damn good, then let him survive our Grinder!
Crowd: [POP!]
Mr. Batee: Now, I hate to steal your thunder Mikey, but let me introduce you to the NEW number one entry to Grinder Eleven! He weighs in at…
#I AM IRONMAN
[The fans have become so deafening that it is impossible to hear Batee's voice. You can see him mouth the words, "oh fuck it" and lets them cheer. Darrel Besolve appears from behind the curtain wearing…a black Armani suit?!?! The crowd starts to settle down due to confusion and Besolve pulls a golden microphone out of his suit jacket.]
Darrel Besolve: Hello BACW!
Crowd: Welcome back! Welcome back! Welcome back!
Besolve: Relax for a second because this it isn't exactly what you're thinking. Truth be told, I was hesitant to do this at all. See, I’m not here to wrestle.
Crowd: [BOO!]
Besolve: I don't even want to fight much anymore. There is just no draw in it for me.
Crowd: [BOO!]
Besolve: I mean what is the point of hanging around past my time to be champion, and holding back the opportunity for new people to enjoy this sport? The fact of the matter is that is better left to guys like Righteous, Cavenaugh, and Kraven. If they took the hint and recognized that there is no honor in killing kids, then maybe the landscape of the sport could change for the better. In short, I'm not a professional wrestler anymore.
[Batee's eyes are wild with anger in the ring.]
Mr. Batee: You son of a bitch! You promised! I have a contract and I'll sue the life out of your sorry ass!
Besolve: Calm down, Brad, stress is bad for your heart and you aren't going to sue anybody. See when you signed the contract last weekend Teddy Valentine made very sure that what you signed said you would have a Besolve fighter in this match, and that’s not necessarily me.
Mr. Batee: It better not be that good for nothing Eddie Outlaw!
Besolve: No it’s not Eddie. Brad, it’s the guy you have been begging for since I first started my training team.
Mr. Batee: Oh is it?
[Batee's lips pull back into a wide grin.]
Besolve: My hand-picked, blue-chip prospect is finally old enough to get involved in the sport for real. You want somebody to last from one to done for the entire Grinder? You got him, Baz; get out here!
#The Way I Am by Eminem blares out over the loud speakers
E.D: Ocean? Are you kidding me? This sucks…
[Sebastian Ocean walks out from the back wearing a pair of plain, black pair of MMA shorts. He wears no shirt and has the word "Murder" carved down his right arm from the shoulder to the elbow and "Squad" carved in scarred letters on his left arm. Across his stomach in arching Old English letter is the word "Redemption" with the letter "o" emblazons as a swastika. As he walks to the ring you see a long, looping scar across his throat that wraps around and down his back. Where the scar ends there appears to be about seven other scars that look like puncture wounds. Rounding out his list of tattoos and body markings are the words bifurcated by the scar draping down from his neck "Bad Ass" on top and "Mother Fucker" on bottom in the same Old English as his stomach.]
Promo: Sebastian Ocean is the former AW standout who won Battlecade and then disappeared when contractual questions about his age arose.
E.D: Who the hell did that to his body? He looks like a bad reject from the show Oz.
[Ocean walks to the ring to a pretty solid ovation from the crowd. The kid has grown to be 6'11 and 375 pounds.]
Promo: Forget the scars and tattoos; how did he get that big? He's huge!
E.D: You are such a size queen.
[He steps over the top ropes and Batee nods his head in approval. The NWA president exits the cage and heads up the ramp, leaving with Darrel Besolve.]
[Ding! Ding! Ding!]
Stuffher: And entering Grinder at number two, Jason Dredd!!!!
[Running down the isle and entering the ring, the cage is closed and it’s time to get it on.]
Promo: This is extra juicy because it is rekindling the Black Knights vs. Team Besolve feud that helped move this company forward from its infancy.
E.D: You mean you don't think Havok vs. The Code Blue Assassins was going to do it for us? That's NOT hardcore.
[Jason Dredd has his work cut out for him, eyeballing the MUCH bigger man across from him. Ocean is circling toward him and he snaps his leg out for an inside leg kick. Dredd steps back, but he is unable to gauge the range of Ocean, so he takes another solid inside leg kick right around the kneecap.]
Promo: Dredd takes it like a champ, but it is clear that he can't afford to take too many more of those.
E.D: Do you ever think that being in the Black Knights gets you used to taking it like a champ? I mean, after all these years Jack's asshole is like a clown car.
Promo: What does that even have to do with wrestling?
E.D: You mentioned taking it like a champ; I'm just following your lead, Sicko.
[Dredd tries to close the distance by lunging forward with a superman punch, but Ocean ducks backward and the punch misses its target entirely. Ocean capitalizes on the opportunity to be close and wraps his giant hands around Dredd's head for a Muay Thai clinch. He snaps his leg forward and drives his knee into Dredd's face.]
E.D: That one will leave a mark!
Promo: Considering how tall Ocean has become, he barely needs to lift his leg to put his knee directly into the opponent's kisser.
E.D: Well…
Promo: If you make a kisser comment I will stab you.
E.D: Touche.
[Ocean lands another thunderous knee and the crowd is going wild. They may get a bleeder right off the bat! Dredd is the worse for wear and tries to pull backward, but Ocean has a tight grip on the back of his head, so it only doubles Dredd over for another savage knee to the face.]
E.D: Ok, that one hurt from all the way down here.
Promo: Dredd seems to have no answer for the Thai clinch.
E.D: Well why the hell would he? He is a professional wrestler and a high flyer at that; the MMA crap that Besolve used and he teaches is not real wrestling. Ocean is a chump!
Promo: You're a chump.
E.D: Ouch, Paul, ouch.
[Dredd finally struggles back to the corner and is now using the leverage generated from the turnbuckles to break free…]
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: Entering Grinder at number three, Asher!
[Coming down the ramp, the referee opens up the cage and the action continues.]
Promo: Asher is the son of the deceased Rick Ulfric and the story behind this one is complexed.
E.D: Just give the fans the cliff notes so we can get back to the action.
Promo: You know what, forget it! You killed the moment…
[Inside the ring, Asher attacks Ocean who has the upper hand on Dredd and after a brief exchange of punches; Ocean assumes command with an impressive spinning helicopter kick. Alternating kicks to both Asher and Dredd, Ocean stops as the buzzer goes off once again.]
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: Representing Pyschotic Haze, Louis Friend!
Promo: As the masked Louis Friend comes down to the cage, the situation inside becomes very interesting.
E.D: How so?
Promo: Remember, Spectre and Ocean was once part of a stable in AW and for him to help Ocean shouldn’t be out of the question.
E.D: Well we are about to find out.
[Closing the cage behind him, Friend extends his hand to Ocean and as Sebastian goes to reciprocate, Friend levels him with a decapitating clothesline.]
Promo: Guess that answers that question.
[Stomping away on Ocean like he’s yesterday’s news, Jason Dredd knocks Louis to the canvas with a low drop kick to the ankle. Taking the leg of Louis and twisting it around, Dredd applies a figure four leg lock but Asher breaks the hold with a second rope leg drop as the buzzer sounds for a fourth time.]
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: At number Five, BACW Heavyweight champion – Ric Righteous!
Promo: Here comes the champ!
[Running down the isle and plowing his way into the cage, Righteous begins to kick the living crap out of everyone breathing. Suplex, body slams, and knees all reign down on his opponents until the buzzer sounds once again.]
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: Welcome to Grinder, Empire State Champion Magnum Randell!
Crowd: [POP!]
Promo: I smell a rematch!
E.D: Actually that’s just the crap they still haven’t picked up since the TV title match.
[Slugging it out in the center of the ring as the other wrestlers continue to brawl, Randell and Righteous refuse to give an inch. Hard knee into the mid-section brings Magnum to his knees and raking the eyes, Righteous appears to be in control. Looping Magnum’s arm over his head, Righteous arches backwards in suplex position, bounces off the cage, and comes down hard with a brutal facebuster.]
Crowd: [OOO!]
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: Lucky number Seven – Tyrone Jackson!
Promo: What the hell?
[Racing down the ramp with his weedwhacker running, Jackson starts chasing everyone around the ring. Wrestlers are running for their lives and there is a complete breakdown and not even the referee’s want to stop him.]
E.D: Righteous just tripped Jason Dredd!
[GRIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNND!!!!!!!!]
Promo: OH MY GOD!!!
[Jamming the weedwhacker into the stomach of Jason Dredd, his flesh tears from his body and the first person is eliminated.]
Stuffher: Jason Dredd has been eliminated.
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: Representing Miami’s Most Wanted – Joshua Marcus!
[Inside the cage, the whacker has stalled and everyone who is upright is now kicking the crap out of Tyrone Jackson. Marcus beelines right for Louis Friend and the two immediately tackle each other going into the cage. Taking hold of the mask, Marcus slams Friend’s head into the bottom turnbuckle and then tries to take off the mask.]
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: Michael Davidson!
Promo: Miami’s Most Wanted is at full strength and that’s not good news for Louis is desperately trying to keep his mask on!
E.D: Well if he looks anything like his father, I hope that mask stays on.
[Into the cage and over to his partner, Miami’s Most Wanted beings to brutalize Louis Friend while Ocean continues to impose his will on Asher.]
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: The leader of The Uprising – Michael Barnes!
Crowd: [BOO!]
Promo: The Uprising is almost at full strength and this can’t be good for anyone in the cage right now.
E.D: Michael Barnes had a great plan to eliminate his stable one after the other in the battle royal and now armed with a cast on his supposedly broken arm, the odds of Righteous losing his title have increased by three!
[Stomping up the stairs and getting into the cage, Barnes tells Marcus and Davidson to hold up Louis and charging forward, bicycle kicks the hell out of him! The referee looks for blood but since there is none, he allows Friend to remain.]
BUZZ!!!
THE GOOD!
THE BAD!
THE UGLY!
Stuffher: Next to enter the Grinder, being accompanied to the ring by the lovely but slutty Sarah Richards. He is the Good, the Bad, the Ugly, he is The Dirty One........DCP Derek “cheapshot” Parks!
[As DCP and Sarah Richards make their way down to the ring the fans begin chanting a familiar name.]
Crowd: You’re a crack whore! Clap clap clap-clap-clap! You’re a crack whore! Clap clap clap-clap-clap! You’re a crack whore! Clap clap clap-clap-clap!
[The couple gets about midway down the aisle and stop. DCP grabs a mic and begins ranting while the action continues in the ring with Ric Righteous putting Sebastian Ocean in a sleeper hold.]
DCP: First of all you people need to show a little respect for the lovely Sarah!
[The crowd erupts!]
Crowd: Respect the slut! Clap clap clap-clap-clap! Respect the slut! Clap clap clap-clap-clap! Respect the slut! Clap clap clap-clap-clap!
[Wearing a revealing black low cut top, black skirt and white stockings Sarah Richards begins jumping up and down like a little school girl at toy store not getting her way with her parents.]
DCP: Don’t worry about these people Sarah. They're just jealous that they dont have the beauty that you have.
[Pointing at the fans then at the wrestlers in the cage…]
DCP: In fact these people aren't worth competing for tonight.
Crowd: [BOO!]
DCP: [Rubbing his face.] I mean come on! You think I'm going to risk cutting up this handsome face just to satisfy the fans? It's not worth it andyou people are all just dumbf**ks!
[Sarah grabs the mic and begins rubbing DCP's left cheek on his face.]
Sarah: Besides baby we have my sister's wedding to go to next weekend. I don't want you all cut up for the pictures.
Crowd: [BOO!]
[Sarah starts to get angry...]
Sarah: You people are just jealous! You're all jealous that you don't have the looks that my man DCP and I have!! I mean look at the ugly and nasty people in the crowd tonight!!! [She points at a fairly large woman in the front row.] Look at this fat chick here… Hey honey, how much do you weigh? I bet you weigh well over 500 lbs.
DCP: HAHAHAHAHAHA!
[Crowd begins to boo even louder…]
Sarah: I bet when you fall out of bed at night you rock yourself to sleep trying to get back up!
A man in the crowd: You f**king bitch!
[DCP grabs Sarah and motions for them to head to the back.]
DCP: Let's get out of here Sarah. These people aren't worth our time.
Crowd: Na-na-nah-nah Na-na-nah-nah Say-a-a Goodbye! Na-na-nah-nah Na-na-nah-nah Say-a-a Goodbye! Na-na-nah-nah Na-na-nah-nah Say-a-a Goodbye!
[The couple turns around and starts to head towards the entranceway but stop right when they get to the end. Then they turn around; begin laughing, and finally pointing at the crowd.]
DCP: Man you people really are dumbf**ks! {Pauses for a moment] Do you actually think that I would give up an opportunity to win back the title I never lost? Do you think I would give up an opportunity to win the BACW Heavyweight Championship?
[Sarah grabs the mic…]
Sarah: And they say I was dumb? Like seriously?
[Once again the couple makes their way down to ringside are with mic in hand, and Sarah turns to DCP and begins speaking.]
Sarah: Let me give you a good luck kiss baby.
[Sarah lays a long open mouth kiss on DCP. The two separate and it looks as though Sarah might have bitten DCP's lip because it's bleeding. The referee comes over to DCP to investigate the cut and motions that DCP has been eliminated.]
Referee: [Motioning for the guards to escort DCP out of the arena.] Get him out of here. He's gone!
DCP: [Furious] What the hell do you mean I'm gone? I just cut my lip a little.
Referee: I don't care. The rules simply state if you're busted open then you're eliminated!
[The guards grab DCP and Sarah Richards whose now kicking and screaming..]
Sarah: Stop touching me! Let me go you perverts!
[DCP punches a few guards but they gang up on him again overpowering him with their numbers. As they drag him to the back he screams profanity at anyone that will listen.]
DCP: This is f**king bullshit..........You haven't seen the last of me tonight. I guarantee you that! I’m DCP! Derek “cheapshot” Parks!!!!!
DCP has been elminated.
BUZZ!!!
Time: 9:45 PM
Promo: I almost don’t know what to say…
E.D: Apparently he has a brand new BACW contract and he’s right, this is not the last we have seen of DCP.
Stuffher: Next to enter the cage – Jeremy King!
Crowd: [BOO!]
[Jogging down the isle, King goes to enter the cage and the action comes to a complete stop as everyone wants to know what’s going on with The Uprising. The countdown on the big screen has stopped and reaching through the cage, Barnes calls for the microphone.]
Michael Barnes: Now before you get into this cage, I’ll ask you for a final time King! Are you with us, or are you against us?
[King doesn’t answer and Michael kicks the cage as Joshua Marcus and Michael Davidson back him up.]
Crowd: Sign it! Sign it! Sign it!
Promo: Why are they cheering for him?
[Taking the microphone from Barnes, King bellows…]
Jeremy King: BATEE!!! I hope you’re in the back listening to this! See I didn’t want to face you out of the respect I had for our former friendship but you just had to push and push until you got your way didn’t you?
[The crowd becomes silent in anticipation of his decison...]
King: As far as you go Barnes… You were my only friend and the only tie I had left to humanity.
[Jeremy enters the cage and looks at Barnes who still won’t break his eye contact with the former head of security.]
King: I have Batee’s contract right here in my pocket Mike…
[Pulling it out and waving it around…]
King: It’s already signed!
Crowd: [POP!]
Barnes: GET HIM BOYS!!!!
[King avoids the bum rush and picking up the discarded weedwhack to hold back MMW, he takes a wild swing. The two duck and by accident, King cracks Magnum Randell right in the back of the head with it! The Empire State champion stumbles, bounces off the cage, and settles down on the canvas as his blood pours all over the logo.]
Stuffher: The Ladies Man is eliminated.
Promo: Magnum Randell is done but Eric he did take a tremendous amount of punishment inside the cage.
E.D: If Magnum was smart, he would be thankful that he only lasted this long!
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: In only his third BACW appearance – JACE!
[Sprinting down the isle, the referee’s open the cage and Jace starts going nuts with drop kicks and punches when from behind Ric Righteous drills him with a Right Move Stunner dropping the newcomer dead in his tracks. Bending over to lay the smackith down on him, Barnes come flying across the ring and tags Righteous in the head with his cast.]
Promo: I think Ric is bleeding!
E.D: He is!
Stuffher: Ric Righteous has been eliminated!
Promo: With Righteous out of the Grinder that means we are going to see a brand new BACW Heavyweight champion crowned!
E.D: But who will it be?
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: Mister Batee’s hitman for hire – Chris Jacobs!
[Diving into the cage, Chris hits Ocean with a crossbody and punches Sebstain a couple of times until he’s in La La land. Locking in a rear headlock, Ocean is able to break free but Jacobs continues to press the action. Ocean charges and Jacobs gets him up into scoop slam position. Sebastain slides down his back and ramming Chris into the cage face first, Jacobs is in trouble. Grinding Chris’ face the length of one side, Mister Batee’s hitman for hire sees his own crimson running down his face and is eliminated.]
Stuffher: Chris Jacobs has been eliminated!
Promo: Tyrone Jackson is trying to re-start the weedwhacker and look out!
[CRACK!]
[From the side Michael Barnes once again uses his cast and with the help of Miami’s Most Wanted, they eliminate the Keystone State Killer.]
Stuffher: Tyrone Jackson has been eliminated!
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: Folks, Jack Kraven has been sent to the hospital so he will not be entering the cage at number fifteen. In his place – The Spectre!!!
[Wearing the black mask like his son’s and wearing a purple "Psychotic Haze" T-shirt. Spectre makes his way into the cage with his eyes fixed on Ocean.]
Promo: This match has been absolutely unbelievable so far! You can't take your eyes off the ring or you could miss an elimination!
E.D: Can't take your eyes off the ring?
Promo: Eric, get out of my computer bag! Hey, that's my wallet!
E.D: Hey, hey, you're missing some of the action in the ring, Paul.
[With only four men in the ring, Ocean looks like me might be dying. The young man has been hammered from pillar to post and it doesn't look like there will be any signs of a slowdown. Spectre looks to be focusing in on the teenage superstar and is really laying a beating on him. Spectre winds him up with a short arm clothesline that flatlines the giant kid from Kentucky.]
Promo: You have to wonder how much more of this Ocean can take. He has been dodging bullets since the opening bell.
E.D: I would say he is getting close to being done now. Ocean is Besolve's protégé and there is nothing Spectre would like to do more, besides winning this match, than to send him packing. It would be a nice Hallmark card for Besolve.
[Spectre is now stomping away at Ocean head, trying to open up a cut on his face. Ocean, to his credit and despite the haze he must feel after all the pummeling, is scrambling away and trying to cover his face. Spectre is chasing him and really putting the screws to the kid. Once he realizes his face is covered, he jumps into the air and lands a double foot stomp to his spine.]
E.D: Spectre is really handing that punk his ass now.
Promo: But he's still not bleeding and stomping at his back is not likely to cut him.
E.D: Genius play by play, Paul. You're amazing.
[Spectre lifts Ocean to his feet and begins kicking the giant teen in the stomach. Ocean doubles over and the Purple Hair Freak lands a devastating DDT. He then turns over, lifts Ocean again, and throws the pair back for another DDT. Rolling threw once more, Spectre lands a third DDT and seems to have Ocean on Dream Street.]
Promo: What an awesome display being put forth by The Spectre. He is really using all of his experience to take the youngster to school.
[Lifting Ocean once again, Spectre gets a running start and throws Baz face first into the steel cage.]
Crowd: [OH!]
E.D: Ok, now he is done toying around with him! We are finally going to see this punk's luck run out.
[Ocean reels backward, but Spectre grabs the back of his head again and slams him face first into the cage.]
Promo: He's cut!
[Ocean is grabbing his face, but not bleeding.]
E.D: Well, Paul, at least the bedroom is not the ONLY place you're premature.
Promo: I hate you, Eric.
E.D: Your wife loves me.
[Ocean appears dead to rights, so Spectre is going to the well one more time, but this time Ocean throws his leg up and kicks him off the cage. Stumbling backward, he grabs the back of Spectre mask and shoulder only to catapult him to the adjacent side of the cage. Spectre's body smashes into the cage wall.]
Promo: He just chucked him like a Hefty bag on trash day.
[Spectre tries to scramble to his feet, but is met with a devastating soccer kick to the face.]
Promo: The Purple Haired Freak might not have any teeth left after that one but I can’t tell through his mask!
E.D: All the better for him to gum Mike Cavenaugh with. Yeah, Big Daddy's Daddy likes it toothless.
[Ocean follows up the kick by throwing his entire body weight behind a lunging elbow smash. The arch of the blow brings a crashing impact directly to Kraven's forehead. Baz then springs to Jack's chest and gains the full mount…]
E.D: This is what I am talking about! This is why Besolve's fighting system should be outlawed. This is seconds away from gay porn. Mounting dudes? Come on…
[From this position Ocean begins to rain down punches and elbows. Spectre tries to buck the teenager off, but it is nearly impossible to disengage a nearly four hundred pound man in this position.]
Promo: Spectre is in serious trouble!
[Louis Friend comes toward the pair, looking to make a save, but Joshua Marcus and Michael Davidson quickly grab him, hoist him into the air, and land a double Death Valley Driver! Ocean postures up from the mount and drives forward with an elbow that seems like it came looping in from Mount Olympus.]
E.D: NOOOOOOOOO!
[The elbow cracks Spectre in the face and as the blood seeps through his mask, the people in attendance are stunned!]
Promo: Spectre is cut! Ocean eliminated Spectre!
E.D: This can't be happening! Spectre was supposed to win!!! Why can't anybody just kill this kid?
Promo: Louis Friend comes charging in and Ocean drills him too with another nose cracking elbow.
E.D: Blood seeps through his mask too and Ocean has taken out both former BACW Tag Team champions!
[Tearing the mask off both men, Ocean reveals to the crowd that Spectre was really Louis Friend and Louis Friend was really Spectre.]
Stuffher: Louis Friend has been eliminated!
BUZZ!!!
Stuffher: The National Wrestling Alliance World Heavyweight Champion! Michael “Snake Eyes” Cavenaugh!!!!!
Crowd: [Snake! Snake! Snake!]
[Parting the curtains and taking the microphone, Cavenaugh tells the fans how he cannot with a good conscious compete in Grinder until he finds out if his best friend Jack Kraven is alright. Tacking on at the end, I might not even defend my world title and for that I apologize to Magnum Randell.]
Stuffher: Cavenaugh has been eliminated and in his place, from the pits of hell, AZRAEL!!!!
Crowd: [BOO!]
Promo: And here comes the most angry, evil man to ever walk the earth.
E.D: Just looking at those eyes gives me the creeps.
[As Azrael gets into the cage and immedatiely goes over to help Asher, Louis Friend is in the process of removing Michael Barnes’ cast with his bare hands. As Miami’s Most Wanted is distracted with Sebastian Ocean, Friend begins slamming the cast against the cage until he is finally able to get it off! Hearing Barnes’ plee for help, the two charge and Friend spins around cracking both in the face with the cast forcing them to bleed.]
Promo: He got them out!
Stuffher: Miami’s Most Wanted has been eliminated!
E.D: This doesn’t look good for Barnes.
[Begging for his life in the corner, Barnes cannot stop the assault and as the cast comes down on his face, the leader of The Uprising has been eliminated.
Stuffher: Michael Barnes has been eliminated!
BUZZ!!!
Promo: Why is the buzzer going off? Azrael was supposed to be the last entrant into the Grinder.
E.D: Maybe it’s a malfunction?
Promo: The curtains parting and I think Mister has one more person in the back!
[His face a crimson mask, Azrael staggers back from Asher, a look of shock and astonishment on his face seconds before the lights flickers and sparks fly and the arena goes dark, leaving flashes flashing and people screaming.]
[Blood red]
[The spotlight slashes over the cage]
[Moving, twisting light]
[Growing.]
[Slowly forming a spotlight upon the center of the ring, the bloody form of Azrael, the grinning figure of Ash, and the remaining members of Grinder, backing away from the light.]
[Electric guitar tones pulse to the introduction to Black Label Society’s “Graveyard Disciples” blare from the PA as fog rolls ominously along the floor of the ring, creeping up the sides of the cage like gray kudzu as cold mist rains down upon those who are left standing. Flashing bolts of light erupt from the top of the cage, crossing in an X over the spotlight.]
Graveyard disciples march into the fields
Existence through destruction
The bodies beneath the wheels
[Pale, scarred hands rip through the bottom of the cage, tearing into the red spotlight, climbing into the ring as the light changes from blood red, to bright white, highlighting the long red hair, streaked in places with black and pulled back with a ponytail, the pale, scarred face, the heavy black and silver cargo pants and black t-shirt with the logo of a distorted cemetery gate and several headstones.]
The trip into the black
Life's dying fall
E.D: It can’t be…
Promo: My God it is! It’s ULFRIC!!!!! And he’s covered in his own blood!
Stuffher: Ulfric has been eliminated.
E.D: But I thought he was dead?
[As Azrael begins to back away from the imposing figure, Ash trips him and stands over him grinning widely. The fans are stunned, silent at first as the figure walks with only the slightest limp to stand above Azrael.]
[Grinning.]
[A black glove on a left hand quickly adjusted.]
[A scared Azrael once more trying to back away.]
[There is no escape in a cage and tearing into him the blood begins to fly against the mesh.]
[The figure reaches down, snatching Azrael up and throwing him with force against the cage for a fifth time and the blood that already made up Azrael’s face flows in large gushes.]
Stuffher: Azrael has been eliminated!
[One side of the cage, than the other, the man whips Azrael into each of the sides while Ash reaches into the hole, and pulls out a black bat wrapped in barbed wire. Azrael staggers back, landing on his rear in the center of the ring and the man in the bat only grins and raises it high as the fans go absolutely insane with cheers before he brings the bat crashing down on Azrael, beating the smaller man into a bloody pulp.]
Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!
Promo: STOP THE MATCH!!!!!
[On the top of the cage is Jace and Asher who are now signaling for Ulfric to place Azrael in the center of the ring. Fifteen feet above the ring, Ulfric places the lamb on the sacrifc table and leaping into the air, the two men come crashing down on Azrael and with the force of Zeus, they go right through the ring with a deafening CRACK!]
Crowd: [NO!]
Promo: OH MY GOD!!!!
Crowd: Are they dead?! Are they dead?! Are they dead?! Are they dead?! Are they dead?! Are they dead?! Are they dead?! Are they dead?! Are they dead?! Are they dead?! Are they dead?! Are they dead?!
Promo: Through the ring and into a cavernous hole go Jace, Azrael, and Asher! Sebastian Ocean is just standing there in disbelief and if there is no one to fight, then by all rights Ocean should be our BACW Heavyweight Champion!
E.D: Wait a minute! Jeremy King is just sitting in the corner here comes Asher out of the hole.
Promo: Hold the phone, Asher is busted open bad from the fall and falling backwards into the hole, we are indeed down to two men!
Stuffher: Asher has been eliminated.
Promo: Listen to the crowd! They have gone from a partial response to Ocean as Besolve's backup man to nearly being 100% behind him!
E.D: Morons. They are humanoids, Heenan was right.
Promo: Oh, come on, Eric, Ocean has survived against the odds with being #1 and is still alive at the end. This is an amazing feat for his first match back.
E.D: Yeah, yeah, yeah an amazing feat; but now he gets to get finished off by King.
Promo: You've said that he was going to get finished off all Grinder long.
E.D: Do I question you when you speak.
Promo: Always.
E.D: Well that is a one way street, my friend.
[King and Ocean are starting to circle one another. Ocean is beat to a pulp. His body is covered in large welts and red marks that will deepen into bruises by tonight. The young man still won't say die though and begins with a snapping left jab into Jeremy's face. Ocean circles left and lands another jab that King absolutely eats.]
Promo: Ocean is putting on a boxing clinic.
E.D: A boxing clinic, a Muay Thai clinic, a jujitsu clinic--what about wrestling?
[As though he could hear Eric, Ocean shoots in and lands a double leg takedown where he drags Jeremy to the mat…]
Promo: You were saying?
E.D: Nevermind.
[…Ocean then begins to deliver some ill-intentioned knees to the ribcage of the King. King, much fresher then Ocean pulls forward and escapes the hold, getting back to his feet. Ocean, much slower at this point, gets caught in a front chancery and sent up and over with a brainbuster.]
E.D: Now we're talking!
[Jeremy gets to his feet and jumps into the air with an elbow smash to the ribs…]
Crowd: [Huge POP!]
E.D: What's that for? Who loves elbow smashes?
[And just when you think it couldn’t get any better… “Jesus Christ Superstar” hits and out walks Ocean’s former partner and best friend.]
Promo: Look at the ramp, Eric, here comes Bobby Briggs!!!
[King and Ocean have no idea what is going on outside of the ring. Each man is solely focused on trying to win the Grinder. King and Ocean are both on their feet and now exchanging punches. Ocean lands a haymaker right on King, King lands a left uppercut on Ocean, Ocean lands a knee lift to the solar plexus.]
Promo: That seemed to take the wind out of Jeremy!
[After reeling backward for a moment, Spec lunges forward with a swinging double ax handle that looks to cut the big teen down to size. Ocean eats two knuckle sandwiches and crumbles into the corner…]
E.D: Bobby Briggs is at ringside and he has a steel chair in his hands.
Promo: Why?
[King climbs to the second rope and begins hammering Ocean in the face with speedy right hands.]
Crowd: (Counting along) 1…2…3…4…5
Promo: He is going to cut him, I don't think Ocean can hold on!
Crowd: 6…7…8
[Ocean pushes Spectre off with a last ditch effort and King lands a few steps away from the corner. Outside the ring, Briggs tosses the chair high into the sky. Clearly almost out on his feet, Ocean thrusts forward with a SUPERKICK!]
Promo: BESOLVE BLASTER! KING IS DOWN! OCEAN IS ABOUT TO WIN THIS MATCH!
[The Spectre took that one right on the chin and a kick from a man that big meant he just got jackhammered with a size boot that most of us could sleep in at night. Ocean takes a step toward Jeremy… ]
Briggs: BAZ!
[Ocean looks up just in time to catch the steel chair directly in the face. He falls forward…]
E.D: YES! YES! YES!
Promo: Ocean's nose is busted wide open from the chair colliding with his face!
Stuffher: Sebastian Ocean is eliminated!
Promo: Did Briggs mean to hit Baz or was he tossing the chair to him?
E.D: Tossing the chair to him? What are you, stupid? It was clearly to hit that chump in the face.
Promo: I don’t believe it! Jeremy King has won Grinder!
E.D: Thank you, Bobby Briggs!
[King slowly regains his wits and is equally confused about what just happened. He glances at the bleeding Ocean and hears from the outside…]
Promo: LOOK OUT!
[And climbing from the depth of hell with Azrael’s barbwire bat is a very different looking Jace. No longer is he innocent, no longer is he tame. Jace has transformed into something not of this world, he is in essence – EVIL! Raising the bat as Jeremy King turns, Jace plants the bat right between his eyes and dragging the barbwire downward, tears the flesh from King’s face.]
Stuffher: Jeremy King has been eliminated!
Stuffher: You're winner of this year's Grinder is JACE!
Promo: Fans has the championship belt is given to Jace and he exits the cage, I have to point out that history has been made here tonight. NEVER in our 12 years of existence has any man come into BACW and with their first victory won our heavyweight championship.
E.D: I’m shocked and can honestly say, this will most likely never happen again.
Promo: Congratulations to Jace! And believe it or not, we still have one more match! Let’s take a break because when we return it’s possibly going to be Michael “Snake Eyes” Cavenaugh defending his NWA World Championship against BACW Empire State Champion – Magnum Randell… We’ll see you in a few!
[The scene closes with a close up image of the triumphant Jace whose dumb luck and careful planned has made him the 2011 Grinder winner.]
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