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Hello everybody and welcome here tonight, to the most Xtreme of all wrestling federations known to man...

THE XWF!!!

The fans cheer loudly as Steve Sayors turns to look behind him and see the screaming of insane fans filling the arena loudly waiting to be one of the most Star packed Cards in a long time. Tonight's edition of Wednesday Night Warfare will include some of the biggest names in all of professional wrestling in the ring here tonight to become...

The new United States Champion!

Names like Angelus and Mark Flynn have even made their way over to Warfare tonight to secure what is certainly an excellent opportunity at XWF gold here tonight.


Suddenly a disruption in the feed causes a black out and quick flicker of lights within the next few seconds and then the lights turn back on again to see Wallace Witasick holding a microphone and sitting in a chair next to Steve Sayors with the Warfare logo brandished across the back of the screen. He is holding the US Championship title in his grips and nodding his head at the camera. The fans both cheer and grimace as he begins to speak.

Wallace Witasick: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight marks the first spark in the nu era and Warfare brand and bringing forth my power and strength I have caused a rift in this roster that is deeper than the grand canyon. Tonight I give the American people a champion they can look up to. A person they can admire and strive to be like. To become the hero of the XWF!

Unlike the boring drivel you will be forced to see in a few days as Shane crowns his Terrorism Champion or whatever it is.

Tonight XWF, I bring to you the product we all know and look forward to tuning in to watch on Wednesday Nights.

Tonight we crown the first WARFARE CHAMPION!

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The scene fades out as the opening fireworks to what appears to be the start of a very big episode of Warfare here tonight. The fans are riled up and the stadium is rocking with excitement as the ring announcer stands over a sea of sparks and flames shooting off the edges of the turnbuckles... The first contestants are preparing in the back as he brings the microphone to his lips.

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a very interesting match-up here tonight as long time minor league federation veteran; Prophecy, hopes to prove that last weeks loss to Trash was a fluke and minor hiccup in what everyone expected to be a fast rising star? I guess tonight will certainly answer that question....

His opponent has scored a few big wins as a rookie over talented XWF wrestlers and has been gaining notoriety around the backstage area. Making his first appearance on Warfare tonight and making his way to the ring...

"Give it All" By Rise Against blares over the X-tron and from behind the curtain appears the slick backed hair greasy looking Luca Arezegotti followed by the very lovely Victoria Serapin with her long and lavishing dark brown hair she claps and waves to the crowd of boos that reign over the heel and the typical boos from most the talent on the Saturday roster are getting on Warfare. He back flips into the ring and awaits for...

"Ghost Walking" by Lamb of God hits the loudspeakers and that can only mean that the man known a Prophecy is on his way to the ring. With a deep and focused glare on his opponent it is indication of his intention on causing deep physical pain to Luca. Luce stares back with a cocky look in his eye as if it doesn't phase him. But to be quite honest, that look of hatred is burning behind the pupils of Prophecy

RING ANNOUNCER: "Ladies and gentleman, the following match is schedule for one fall..."

Prophecy walks to the ring, a cold, calculating look on his face.

RING ANNOUNCER: "Making his way to the ring, from parts unknown... PROPHECY!"

The crowd gives a lukewarm response as Prophecy climbs the steel steps and gets into the ring.

The *BELL* rings and both competitors are ready to go.

They meet in the center of the ring in a lock-up, neither man giving an inch, but Prophecy has the advantage and forces Luca against the ropes.

The ref tells him to break the lock-up since their at the ropes, and as Prophecy is backing away Luca kicks him in the stomach.

Then, in one motion, he drops to the mat and shoots a throat chop into Prophecy's neck that sends him sprawling back towards the ropes on the other side of the ring.

Luca follows and starts laying the boots to the fallen Prophecy.

The ref is warning him about it, but Luca doesn't care. He's got Prophecy positioned on the bottom rope and he's got his boot over his throat.

Finally, the ref breaks it up and Luca starts to back away, but he's not giving Prophecy that much space and he starts back in on him with a few hard right fists to the head which backs Prophecy into the corner.

Luca irish whips Prophecy across the ring to the far corner, he follows, but Prophecy leaps to the middle rope -- flips over the back of Luca -- and he's off running toward the ropes.

Luca tries a clothesline -- misses -- and on the rebound Prophecy drops Luca with a flying clothesline!!!

Both men get back to their feet and Prophecy is a little quicker and he starts laying into Luca with some fists of his own and taking full advantage he irish whips him off the ropes.

On the return Prophecy lowers his head for the back-body-drop, but he lowered it too soon and -- SMACK -- Luca delivers a kick to the head that causes Prophecy to stumble into the ropes.

Here comes Luca -- but Prophecy ducks at the right time -- and delivers a HUGE back-body-drop that sends Luca sprawling to the outside and even the crowd felt that one. Wow! Just as we suspected, he took Luca down with authority! He's got that fiery look in his eyes again, like he's about to commit some type of crime!

Victoria comes over to try to console Luca, but he brushes her off and starts to walk around the side of the ring as he collects himself.

And now here comes Prophecy -- who tries a suicide dive, he's certainly on a path to hurt someone here tonight! -- but Luca was baiting him and he side steps and Prophecy crashes to the outside and against the barricade.

Luca looks to the crowd, smirks, then runs up onto the apron and hits Prophecy with a disaster kick just as he was climbing to his feet.

Luca rolls his opponent into the ring, sets him up and -- Media Occupation (Omega Drive)!!!

He covers --

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KICKOUT BY PROPHECY!!

You have got to be kidding me? Prophecy outlasted a devastating finisher by Luca!

Luca can't believe his eyes and stands up blinking and tilting his head looking oddly estranged at Prophecy who is now rising to his feet.

Luca with a quick kick to the midsection.

It barely seems to phase Prophecy who is now gaining strength and seems to have turned over to a new phase of survival here.

Luca attempts antother kick.

Prophecy grabs his foot in mid air and causes him to trip and fall instead of landing a kick to his abdomen.

This gives Prophecy enough time to get to his feet, but Luca is also small and cunningly quick enough so that they both meet each other eye to eye. Here we go, now both seem to look like it's the start of an entirely new match here, almost as if we were starting from square one.

The fans in attendance ignite in a series of roars. If this match is a tale of what's to come here later tonight, we are sure in for a treat here tonight folks! This crowd is loving it right now as both wrestler's take a minute to adjust to the stomping of the riled up crowd.

Luca swings first

Prophecy ducks.

Prophecy with a right.

Luca counters with a left.

Now they are exchanging punches in the middle of the ring back and forth, neither seem to be giving up here until...

Prophecy fakes a punch and crosses over the ropes, springs off the elastic rope and grabs the back of Luca's head who was not suspecting him to make this maneuver. He grabs the back of Luca's head and travels with his running start and...







SLAMS!


The front of his face into the mat with a vengeance

He's screaming at Luca now while still down on the mat. Pressing his face against his..

We can't make out the words but his face is turning red as he viciously attacks him with punches...

Prophecy then decides to cover...




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KICKOUT BY LUCA!

Luca kicks out but it doesn't seem to phase Prophecy as he quickly elevates Luca to his feet. Still dazed and struggling to remain on his feet Prophecy locks his head between his thighs... setting him up here....





















POWERBOMB!!!

Prophecy stares over Luca and shakes his fist at him in an almost 'I told ya so' fashion.

He doesn't think to pin Luca this time and he's going in for the kill. He Irish whips him into the ropes.




Luca ducks under his first attempt at a clothes line and flies back at Prophecy....




Prophecy steps to the side of Luca and dodges a clothesline of his own, but this time he came prepared as he leaps behind Luca and locks in a submission hold behind him..... He's got him here folks as he hooks the chicken wing like hold and then drops to the ground and locks the hold in on Luca.


This is his infamous move known as "The Purge"

He's locking Luca in tight...

Luca has a look of deep distraught over his face.... as he wrenches it




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TAPS OUT!

Prophecy has done it! He's picked up his first decisive victory here in the XWF as he continues wrenching on the hold deeper and deeper. He's still got that look in his eyes that winning was nothing and only causing sure pain was his only purpose. He still locks in the hold as refs and other wrestlers now have to come out and fight to get him free of Luca... Warfare fades to commercial....

Winner: PROPHECY

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'Sentinent Sex' by Nevermore blares over the X-tron as our first wrestler makes it down to the ring for our next match tonight
He resides from 'The Wasted Miracle' weighing in at 6' 180 lbs...

TRASH!

The skinny white male with long flowing hair at the tips and off the back of his shoulders comes sprinting into the ring.

With his small size and stature, you wouldn't think of him as much of a wrestler, but his incredibly strong and powerful will and determination got him his first win here last week on Warfare in a match where he certainly looked to be an underdog going up against an opponent here tonight that has been a staple name here in the XWF for almost a year now. The Stonne's. Yes, Cody was a very rough destructive force in his day, and now Cassius 6' 240 lb. from Indiana here, seems to be living up the family name scoring two back to back victories on Warfare the previous two nights. Should be a good one here tonight as the bell rings and both contestants circle the ring....

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Trash attempts a running clothesline and misses, but his speed and quickness allows him to swing his feet around and kick Cassius Stonne in the back. Cassius is quick to his feet after being hit by a few more punches by Trash. The match carries on as Cassius takes control. Landing a half nelson suplex with some vicious elbow drops on the mat he is able to lock in a sleeper hold from behind.

Trash fights his way back to his feet, but is forced back down again by the strength of Cassius Stonne.




It was exactly what Trash had planned!











This gave him enough time to trick Cassius by lowering his own eight and quickly leap over the head of Stonne and grab him from behind and set him up for...











INVERTED DDT!!




Cover!



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KICKOUT BY STONNE!


Stonne kickout somehow?


This upsets Trash as he now decides to Irish whip him into the ropes. Stonne grabs his feet after he attempts a drop kick and tosses him into the turnbuckle!




His head clings off the side of the metal turnbuckle pole and he goes limp...

Stonne is able to bring himself to his feet and set up Trash for something devastating here, perhaps a finishing maneuver and....



Devil's Mark! A wicked cravate suplex that vibrates Trash's head off the mat as Stonne goes for a cover...





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THREE!!!

Winner: CASSIUS STONNE


Wallace Witasick wanders aimlessly through the hallways as the opening of Warfare is about to close and we are about to enter round one of the tournament. He paces very briskly as Tyrone is taking larger strides to stay in pace with him. The aroma of fresh baked cookies suddenly alerts their attention as the make way down to the concession stand. I mean these weren't just any ordinary cookies, they smelt like something that...

Your Mother: I Made...

Wallace: What?

He turns around to see Your Mother looking very excited and astounded to see Wallace..

Your Mother: You've grown up to be so big and successful now you got your own television program. I'm so proud of my young boy Wallace....

Wallace: What the heck are you doing here ma? I'm busy working...

Your Mother: I know dear, but I was so happy to hear that Ian didn't make it here tonight and was able to obtain success in the match without any violence. I just could NEVER hurt my babies! It's one of the most successful nights in your career and I think we should celebrate with BIG CHOCOLATE CHIP COOKIES! You're favorite, my dear.

She leans over and kisses Wallace on the cheek.

Wallace: Ma, you're embarrassing me.

Your Mother: Nonsense dear, now get all your little wresting buddies up here before the big tournament. I don't want anyone wrestling on an empty stomach. Come now... Hurry... I made enough for everyone...

Wallace: Is that fried chicken I smell?

Your Mother: Yes of course dear, I made that for John Black's father when he gets here..

Tyrone: Fried chicken cookies?

Your Mother: Yes, would you like one dear? Tell your father I can't wait to meet up with him again as well Mr. Tyrone

The scene cuts out as all the wrestlers in the tournament, who I might add are about to tear each other to shreds, line up and go through a line as Your Mother hands each one a cookie and a kiss on the cheek.

Now.... Let's get to the bloodshed!

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And we’re live from MGM Grand Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada.

The Warfare stage is setup and ready to go as we get a bird’s eye view of ringside. Pyros shoot off from the ring posts as a stream of fireworks snakes over the ring.

Tonight’s special edition of Warfare is all about the gold as sixteen of the XWF’s toughest competitors step in the ring to fight for the United States Title.

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First Round Recap
Quick results of the first round of the United States Title tournament.

Tonight is a celebration as we look to crown the new United States Champion!

We get a close up shot of the XWF United States Title which sits inside a small glass case at ringside.


Who’s taking home the gold?

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is the first round of the XWF United States tournament!”

The crowd jumps up with excitement as they’ve been looking forward to this event for weeks. We go to a still image of the first round brackets which is displayed on the X-Tron.

Quote: Mark Flynn
Michael James

Benjamin Crane
Chasm

Mr. Satellite
Mr. Natural

AJ Powell
John Michael White

Angelus
JB Colt

Tommy Carlos King
Cyren

Neil Capra
Dexter Bale

Duke
The Crimson Dong

Oh my. How will Sebastian Duke defend against the unorthodox The Crimson Dong?
Is Tommy King ready for a high profile talent like Cyren at this point in his career?
How will Mr. Natural and Mr. Satellite react when they finally meet?
And Mark Flynn will have his chance at revenge against Michael James.

Let’s get started.

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Mark Flynn - vs - Michael James
Standard Rules
We kick the show off with a bang as Flynn and James locked up in the center of the ring. James knocks Flynn’s head off with a running kick in the first few minutes. James worked over Flynn for a little while until Flynn knocked James off the top rope by flinging himself into the ropes. That seemed to mark the end for James as the “King of the Midcarders” put James down for the count with The End.

WINNER: Mark Flynn



Benjamin Crane - vs - Chasm
Standard Rules
Coming off a big win from last week was Benjamin Crane as he looked to score another one against veteran member Chasm. Chasm put Crane through hell in the first half of the match, but “The Monolith” made a surprising comeback when Chasm missed the frog splash. Crane hit the shining wizard shortly after, and rolled up Chasm to put him away.

WINNER: Benjamin Crane



Mr. Natural - vs - Mr. Satellite
Standard Rules
Satellite opened up on Natural with some chops the chest. Mr. Natural did the Old Man Flop which he seems to have perfected at this point in his career. Later on in the match, the two misters would engage in a battle of the RKOs as Satellite tried to give Natural the Seeing Stars and Natural tried to give Satellite the Natural Selection. In the end, Satellite reversed the attempted finisher exchange into a Darkest Light (Cross Rhodes) for the win.

WINNER: Mr. Satellite



AJ Powell - vs - John Michael White
Standard Rules
John Michael White didn’t have the same intensity as he displayed on last week’s show. Something was holding back White this week, and whatever is was, it cost him this match against the rookie from Florida. Powell hit White with the Code of Honor, and covered White for the victory.

WINNER: AJ Powell



Angelus - vs - JB Colt
Standard Rules
Without a shadow of a doubt, this one goes down as the squash of the night. After Colt tried a couple of missed moves, Angelus knocked him out with a single roundhouse kick to the face. Angelus covered Colt with a knee across the chest for the three count.

WINNER: Angelus



Cyren - vs - Tommy Carlos King
Standard Rules
Cyren started off strong by using multiple striking attacks on King and a DDT that had King doing a headstand in the center of the ring. That almost got Cyren an early victory, but King showed tremendous heart by kicking out. Cyren tried to execute some more strikes on King, but something snapped in King which allowed him to come back. He gave Cyren a series of arm drags, and then a monkey flip. That disoriented Cyren for a little bit, but Cyren caught King off guard with an eye gouge. Cyren tried to follow up with a DDT, but took too long in setting it up. King reversed it into a northern lights suplex, and then gave Cyren the 450 splash for the victory.

WINNER: Tommy Carlos King


Dexter Bale - vs - Neil Capra
Standard Rules
Dexter Bale hit Capra with everything he had, but the crazy little bastard wouldn’t stay down. Several chants of “We Want Light Tubes!” were heard throughout the match due to Capra’s violent fetish involving the damn things. After several more failed pin attempts, Bale argued with the referee, accusing the man in zebra stripes of counting too slow. Meanwhile, Capra picked up some goodies from under the ring. He tossed a chair on one side of the ring in order to distract the referee, and then smashed a light tube over Bale’s face as Bale went after him. Capra quickly disposed of the evidence as the referee turned around just in time to make the count.

WINNER: Neil Capra


Sebastian Duke - vs - The Crimson Dong
Standard Rules
“Crimson Dong” chants picked up throughout the arena as Dong came out looking to mingle. Duke, on the other hand, was not having it. Duke simply looked on as Dong began doing cartwheels around the ring. A “holy shit” chant broke out as Dong began to cartwheel around Sebastian Duke in the center of the ring. Duke had finally had enough, and gave Dong a running big boot to the face. That didn’t sit well with the crowd as Duke proceeded to smack Dong around with some mounted strikes. More “Crimson Dong” chants as Duke worked over Dong with some brawling and power-based moves. Out of nowhere, Crimson Dong got a roll up on Duke which ALMOST got him the win. Another “holy shit” chant broke out as the pin attempt was dangerously close to bringing about the biggest upset in the history of XWF. Crimson Dong gave Duke the Flying Dong off the top rope which got him another near fall. The question of “What if The Crimson Dong does it?” began to run through people’s minds. The fans continued to cheer Dong on as he hoped to put Duke away with a running Dong Attack. Dong flew through the air, testicles-first, but Duke countered by punching him in the balls! That pissed off the crowd big time as the referee punished Duke with a warning instead of a disqualification.

The referee allowed Crimson Dong time to recover from the low blow as Duke warmed up his arms.

The Crimson Dong did some more cartwheels with the crowd chanting “DONG!” after each one.

“DONG!”

“DONG!”

“DONG!”

The crowd transitioned into an “Oooooooh” chant as Dong began to cartwheel towards Duke.

“OOOOOOHHHH…”

“SMACK!”

Duke throws a big hand across the throat of The Crimson Dong after a failed cartwheel attack. He gives Dong a chokeslam, and makes him tap out to the Pandoras Box.

WINNER: Sebastian Duke

And that concludes the first round of the US Title Tournament!


New Brackets:

Quote: Mark Flynn
Benjamin Crane

Mr. Satellite
AJ Powell

Angelus
Tommy Carlos King

Neil Capra
Duke

This tournament is heating up as we get into the second round. It appears we have a series of matches lined up with newcomers taking on the senior members of XWF. The second round is sure to be an interesting one.

“I’m Steve Sayors and thank you for joining us for this very special edition of Wednesday Warfare. The night is far from over though, folks. We still have three more rounds of action to get through, and the crowning of a new United States Champion. Stay tuned!”

Intermission

ROUND 2 COMING SOON........