MONDAY NIGHT METAL S01/E09 09/02/19 *COMPLETE*

Allen Anderson vs. Tommy Fiend, the Great Stevo, Vincent Walker, Ultimate Destroyer

Some generic music plays and out walks Tommy Fiend. He high-fives a few ringside fans on the way to the ring. He walks up the stairs and climbs into the ring and waits for Allen Anderson to make his way to the ring.

Remi: My man, Allen Anderson is going to run roughshod - no matter how many men are put in front of him.

Clearwater: It will be a challenge for him.

Remi: Not my man, Anderson. No way!

“Unstoppable” by For the Fallen Dreams his the arena PA.

Clearwater: That’s not Anderson’s music.

Spartan walks out from the back to the voracious cheers of the crowd. He stands on the entrance ramp wearing black sweatpants and a black “Alpha Pro” hoodie. Spartan walks down the ramp and over to the commentary position. He grabs a headset and puts it on his head.

Jessica: Uhh... ladies and gentlemen please welcome... SPARTAAAN!

Clearwater: Are you joining us?

Spartan: Most definitely.

Spartan reaches into the pocket of his hoodie and hands a can of root beer to Remi.

Spartan: Here you go, Remi.

Spartan gives to the root beer to Remi.

Remi: Thanks, bro.

Remi cracks the can and down it in one go.

“Chief Rocka” by Lords of Underground hits the PA and Allen Anderson walks out alone. Anderson stands at the top of the ramp and raises his arms in the air to the raucous boos of the crowd. 

Jessica: Making his way to the ring... Alleeeen ANDERSOOOON!

Allen Anderson gets to the ring. He stands in the ring and ensures to soak in the noise of the crowd before taking off his favourite red hoodie. He throws it into the face of Tommy Fiend.

Remi: Sneaky move by Anderson.

Anderson follows up with a big front kick straight into the chest of Tommy Fiend whose vision is obscured by the red hoodie. Anderson grabs Tommy Fiend and lifts him up onto his shoulders.

Clearwater: Anderson calls that the All-American Slam.

Spartan: Dangerous move by Anderson there. He shows Alpha Pro exactly what he is capable of with that move.

Remi: Anderson is climbing the top rope.

Clearwater: Harlem Renaissance.

Spartan: Excellent execution by Anderson on that move. And now he covers Fiend.

One!

Two!!

THREE!!!

Jessica: Tommy Fiend has been eliminated.

Anderson jumps to his feet and climbs the turnbuckle.

Remi: My Man!

Anderson is pointing at the fans and telling them to clap for him.

Remi: You worried by that, Spartan?

Spartan: Not worried about anything, Remi. Anderson is an athlete. And without wanting to sound like an egomaniac here, but Anderson is quite possibly the only man that can match me in terms of pure athletic ability,

Remi: Bit full of yourself there, Spartan.

Spartan: You’re right, Rem. Anderson is an athlete.

“Edge of Soul” comes over the PA and The Great Stevo runs to the ring.

Jessica: From Anaheim, California... The Great STEVOOO!

Clearwater: Stevo to take on Anderson next.

Stevo slides under the bottom rope and quickly surprises Anderson with a roll up pinfall attempt.

One!

Two!!

Remi: Anderson escapes.

Spartan: This is where Anderson falls down. He loses focus and that is what tends to cost despite all his ability.

Anderson scowls at Stevo across the ring and yells something at his opponent before he charges and levels him with a clothesline. Anderson picks Stevo up off the mat and slaps him before yelling in his face.

Clearwater: Disrespectful from Anderson, there.

Remi: My man is just telling Stevo he doesn’t belong in the ring with him.

Spartan: Again, Anderson is being distracted by things other than wrestling. He is more concerned with embarrassing his opponent instead of just winning the match.

Anderson pushes Stevo into the corner. He is still yelling at him and slapping him, without really executing any moves to Stevo. Stevo pushes Anderson backwards and it surprises Anderson.

Clearwater: The arrogance of Allen has backfired.

Spartan: Stevo has just sat Anderson down with a dropkick.

Anderson scrambles and gets back to his feet and flattens Stevo with the Game Winner.

Remi: My man!

One!

Two!!

THREE!!!

Jessica: The Great Stevo has been eliminated.

Remi: Once again, Allen Anderson proves he is the greatest young superstar in Alpha Pro Wrestling.

Spartan: You look what happens there. Allen could have won that so much earlier, but he was more interested in being cool and talking tough. It’s the same thing he was doing on twitter.

Remi: You’re afraid aren’t you, Spartan?

Spartan: Not at all, Remi. I’m here to watch Allen, do some scouting work leading into Jubeilation next week. At which point, Anderson will learn if you want to be tough then talk to a man’s face not behind his back or the protection of a keyboard and computer screen.

Clearwater: Will you be ready to wrestle after your war with Dean Wolf last week?

Spartan: They won’t keep me away from the ring for two weeks in a row. I’ll get cleared or I’ll sign a waiver.

“No Quarter” by Led Zepplin plays and Vincent Walker makes his to the ring.

Jessica: From Oxford, England... Vinceeent WAAAALKERRRR!

Remi: Seems like an excuse for you when you lose to Allen Anderson.

Spartan: I’ll win or I’ll lose. No excuses necessary.

Remi: You’ll lose, just like you did to Wolf.

Anderson jumps Walker as he slides under the bottom rope and stomps away on Walker.

Remi: Look at that vicious streak in Anderson there.

Clearwater: Anderson is dragging Walker into the middle of the ring.

Remi: Look at that punk kick to Walker. You scared, Sparto?

Spartan: Do you ever shutup, Rem? I shoulda slammed that root beer over your head and knocked you out.

Clearwater: Would of done both of us a favour.

Anderson has Walker on the ropes and he is slapping him and mocking him in front of the fans. Anderson brings Walker back to his feet and uses the ropes as a springboard to take Walker down a reverse DDT.

Remi: That’s impressive! Bet you can’t do that Sparto!

Anderson drags Walker back his feet and scoops slams him to the mat. Anderson then nails a standing moonsault on the fallen Walker. Anderson runs the ropes and climbs to the top.

Clearwater: Harlem Renaissance!

One!

Two!!

THREE!!!

Jessica: Vincent Walker has been eliminated.

Remi: Three up. Three down. You shaking there, Sparto?

Spartan: No.

Air raid sirens pollute the air.

Spartan: This could be different.

Jessica: From Parts Unknown... Ultimaaaate DESTROYEEEEER!

Ultimate Destroyer stalks to the ring. Allen Anderson is smirking at the size of his opponent. He waits for Destroyer to get to the ring. Anderson charges him and starts smashing Destroyer with massive clubbing forearms to the chest.

Clearwater: Destroyer is showing no effect from the those blows.

Anderson looks at UD and runs to the ropes bounces back. He hits Destroyer with a clothesline.

Clearwater: Again, Destroyer does not move.

Anderson tries the running clothesline again.

Spartan: Anderson can’t knock Destroyer down here.

Anderson goes back to the ropes.

Spartan: Uh-Oh.

Clearwater: Anderson tried a third clothesline, but Destroyer caught him with a giant hand around his throat.

Anderson chops at Destroyer’s arms. Ultimate Destroyer just throws Anderson to the mat. He stalk forward at him and kicks him as he tries to get up. Destroyer grabs Anderson by the arm and just hauls him to his feet and then slams a sledge hammer fist onto the top of Anderson’s head.

Clearwater: Ultimate Destroyer has just put a foot on Anderson’s chest to cover.

One!

Remi: My man is out of that quickly.

Anderson rolls and pulls himself to his feet using the ropes. Destroyer gets behind him and grabs Anderson by the head and back slams him into the mat. Destroyer stands over Anderson, but Anderson rolls Destroyer up. Suddenly, there's a commotion from somewhere within the audience. A figure in a hoodie shoves his way through the crowd, vaults over the guardrail, and slides into the ring

Clearwater: Who is that?!

Remi: Is he -- is he wearing a plague doctor mask?

The masked figure sneaks up behind Ultimate Destroyer, hefting a tightly-furled umbrella, and swings it like a cricket bat at Destoyer's head! And again! And a third time! Destroyer goes down, and before Anderson can react, he takes an umbrella to the face! The masked man kicks Anderson in the gut, double underhooks his arms, and slams him face-first into the mat! One more mighty swing of the umbrella, and neither competitor is moving! The masked figure stands in the center of the canvas and slowly raises the umbrella high as he turns his head to look over the booing audience, while the referee checks on both men.

Spartan: Whoever he is, he just took out Allen Anderson and Ultimate Destroyer! This is a travesty! It can't end this way!

The ref lifts Destroyer's arm, then Anderson's, and drops them both. They both fall limp to the mat. A second time; same result. As he lifts both men's arms a third time, the masked figure slips under the ropes and saunters up the ramp. Both competitors' arms fall, unresisting, to the canvas for a third time, and the official calls for the bell.


Remi: What the Hell was that?

Jessica: This contest is declared a DRAW by double knockout!

Anderson begins to revive, and as he realizes what just happened, he leaps to his feet and gets right in the referee's face. Spartan takes off his headset and gets into the ring. He spins Anderson around and gets in his face. Both men start trash talking each other.

Clearwater: Spartan making a point here.

Remi: He’s just begging Anderson not hurt him in Japan.

Anderson pushes Spartan.

Spartan pushes Anderson.

Clearwater: It’s going to be on.

Anderson drops to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope before Spartan can get to him again. He mouths “next week” at Spartan as he heads away with Spartan leaning on the ropes screaming at him.

Remi: Welcome back everyone. It doesn't get any better than right here in the APW.

Clearwater: You couldn't tell by these next two opponents. Johnny Blaze is a fire that hasn't been lit yet and Defenestration Jones doesn't show up even when she is here.

Remi: You may be right but I suspect we have yet to see the best of both these competitors. With that, let's go to the ring announcer.

Jessica Kaine: Ladies and Gentlemen, our next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 132 pounds. Defenestration Jones.

The house lights briefly flicker as the vocal intro to Ciara's version of "Paint It, Black" begins. Multicolored lasers play across the darkened stage when the music kicks in.

I see a red door, and....

A figure appears on the stage, silhouetted against the AlphaTron as it comes to life with the image of a thick pane of glass.

....I want it painted black.

On screen, the glass is struck by some unseen force as the drumbeat joins in, shattering in slow motion. The stage lights brighten progressively as the 'Tron shuts off again, until Defenestration Jones is fully illuminated, the light reflecting off her gold-and-black singlet. Her lip curls in a sneer of disdain for the fans as she slowly raises a fist into the air. Boos rain down from the crowd, fueling her as she stalks down the aisle with an arrogant swagger. She climbs the steps, crosses the ring, and perches on the turnbuckles. Jones lifts her chin proudly, and winglike spreads her arms to receive the crowd's malediction, a cocky smirk on her lips.

Jessica: Introducing next, also hailing from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at 335 pounds. Johnny Blaze.

The lights in the arena go dim as 'Lit Up' by Buckcherry begins playing. Flames light the runway as The Phenom Johnny Blaze makes his way to the ring. He shakes hands with those at ringside before jumping over the ropes and entering. He hits the ropes and sits on the middle one as the referee explains the do's and don'ts to him.

Remi: I don't know but both of them look pretty fired up and ready to throw down.

Clearwater: I have to admit they do look intense.

The bell rings and the two lock up in the middle of the ring. D-Jones ducks under the hook up and hits Blaze with a low roundhouse kick to the knee followed by a Savate kick that sends Blaze reeling backwards. D-Jones with a judo style hip toss. D-Jones grabs Blaze by the arm and sends him into the turnbuckle. D-Jones with a drop kick that hits it's mark. Blaze stumbles out of the corner as D-Jones climbs the ropes. Blaze turns around just in time to get hit with a Springboard diving crossbody. D-Jones with the cover as the ref slides into position.

One!

Two!!

Johnny Blaze gets the shoulder up as D-Jones complains to the ref about a slow count.

D-Jones with a Headscissors takedown. D-Jones applies the pressure and demands the ref ask if Blaze wants to quit. Blaze screams no and works his way around to where he can break the hold. D-Jones with a spinning heel kick followed by a drop kick to the knee. D-Jones with a clothesline that finds it's mark. D-Jones with the cover.

One!

Two!!

Clearwater: Blaze kicks out!

Remi: D-Jones definitely came out ready for business. Johnny Blaze has yet to get anything started offensively.

Clearwater: He better get going soon or D-Jones will add another loss onto his record.

D-Jones sends Blaze into the ropes and ducks under a clothesline as Blaze comes off. D-Jones with a dropkick but Blaze hangs onto the ropes as D-Jones misses her mark. Blaze grabs D-Jones and sends her flying into the turnbuckle. D-Jones flips over the turnbuckle and does a handstand on the ropes as Blaze comes running in. Blaze hits the turnbuckle as D-Jones lands behind him and flips him over with her shoulders and pins his to the mat. The ref moves around as D-Jones uses the ropes for leverage. The ref orders D-Jones to break the hold. She does and gets into the referees face. Blaze grabs her from behind and rolls her up as the ref drops to the mat.

One!

Two!!

No, D-Jones barely gets the shoulder up in time.

Blaze picks up D-Jones and bodyslams her back down to the mat. He picks her up again and connects with a DDT. He picks her up again into the fireman's carry position.

Remi: HellRide, he's setting her up.

Clearwater: This could be it here.

Blaze connects with the HellRide and goes for the cover. Then picks D-Jones back up and points towards the top rope. The fans go wild as he climbs the ropes.

Clearwater: Here it comes. D-Jones is about to get Lit up!

Blaze leaps from the top rope and connects. D-Jones lays motionless on the mat as Blaze goes for the cover.

One!

Two!!

THREE!!!


Jessica: Here is your winner -- The Phenom Johnny Blaze!

The audience in the UW-Milwaukee Arena paid their hard-earned money to see the contest that brewed up in the hype. Noris Cranley, the inexperienced rookie who has taken the world by storm facing off against Jaice Wilds who achieved the impossible odds of defeating Allen Anderson at Ascension. Both competitors are in their corners taking in all of this but are ready to get this match in their favor.

Clearwater: “We’re here. The co-main event featuring Noris and Jaice. This is what it means. Noris voiced how much he wanted to win for he believed to be the next one to challenge Masuda Jubei for the World Heavyweight Championship. It’s exactly why he was brought to APW.”

Remi: “He’s back in the co-main event?! He lost in the opening match at Ascension. I can vouch for the prick, Jaice Wilds, but Noris doesn’t deserve this. The little midget is a loser. Jaice, for once in your life, do something for the best of us and get rid of him!”

Clearwater: “Well St. Remi, despite your bias to the kid, you do have a point for once. Jaice is the biggest challenge for Noris. Extremely experienced, dangerous and massive momentum from his win over Allen. Let’s see how this match unfolds!”

Cranley and Wilds leave their respected corners simultaneously. Both men are rapid highflyers but Noris has the variation on is style. Once they came together in the center of the ring, they lock up. Neither one being pushed back from the second until Noris caught the arm in his grasp for an Arm Wrench. After twisting the arm, he’s managed to convert into a Top Wrist Lock. Noris’ crank on the limb caused pain for his opponent but Jaice did a three-quarter roll to his feet to reverse the hold into a Hammerlock.

Remi: “Agh! Haha! Noris ain’t the only one that can do little tricks. Gotta be quicker than that!”

Noris immediately caught him over the right shoulder to roll him onto his ass for the Snapmare Takeover. After he was seated, he ran into the ropes ahead and rebounded for a slight Running Soccer Kick into the shoulder blade. However, Jaice leaned back to avoid the kick then immediately kipped up to his feet. He turned around into brutal kick into the ribs to keep him at bay until he launched into the ropes. Upon the rebound, Jaice returned into a polished Dropkick knocking him into the canvas.

Clearwater: “Noris Cranley has taken the match back into his hands. The Dropkick hurt him right in the chin and he’s not looking too well from it!”

Remi: “Illegal. Steel-toed boots! Illegal!”

The audience of Milwaukee is fully on board for Noris’ odds. In the middle of the ring, he watched his opponent be in the corner. Noris charged at full speed and delivered a strong European Uppercut having Jaice at bay. A quick Chop into his chest spun the audience into a strong response, he wasn’t going to end it there. The teenager stepped out of the corner to throw him across the ring but Jaice leaped over the top rope to the apron.

Remi: “European Uppercuts? Chops? Who the hell does Noris think he is? Jaice endured the worst at Ascension. He can endure this in his sleep!”

Noris took off in a sprint but Jaice clocked his head in with an Enzuigiri Kick into the skull which almost planted him on the mat. Upon turning around in the center of the ring, he watched Wilds leap onto the top rope then springboard high in the air for a Springboard Crossbody planting his weight on top of Cranley’s. Once they were glued onto the canvas, the referee slid down to the mat for the pin attempt!

Clearwater: “Springboard Crossbody! Springboard Crossbody by Jaice Wilds! The Final General is looking absolutely amazing in the skies and here is the pin attempt!”

One!

Tw-

No! Noris kicked out and Jaice had to continue the pressure. He quickly dragged Noris to his feet before lifting him off the mat for the Body Slam. A sudden trip to the ropes had him leap onto the middle one before leaping backward for the Springboard Moonsault. His ribs planted down on his chest again and Noris felt the full sting of it. Milwaukee applauded Wilds for the high-risk measures. He went again for the pin!

One!

Two!!

Once again, Noris had kicked out. Jaice was becoming a little bit annoyed but kept a straight face. He gently picked him up but Noris broke the hold off of his head. A couple of strong Mongolian Chops kept Jaice at bay before a Spinning Back Kick to the ribs kept him hunched over. Cranley attempted the Falcon Arrow but Jaice landed behind him before putting him down again on the back of his head from the German Suplex!

Remi: “Oh! German Suplex from Wilds! Noris can’t handle the experience and quick thinking of Jaice. I think he broke his neck right there!”

Instead of going for the pin attempt, Wilds took the alternative of locking in the Chin Lock. Back straight up, knee pressed against Noris’ spine and his hands cupped was the technique to nearly bending him. What made it worse was he was trapped in the center of the ring. The referee took a knee to check on his condition and despite Jaice’s torque on the hold, he refused to quit.

Clearwater: “Jaice Wilds is pulling back on the Chin Lock trying to break Noris. If Jaice submitted Noris, it could mean a lot of things. Definitely more choice for him to be considered a threat to the World Heavyweight Championship!”

Noris’ resiliency proved to be the factor in fighting against the submission. Through the chanting of the audience, he found the strength to get back on his feet. Jaice tried to German him again but Noris landed on his feet and caught him with a Leaping Knee Strike into the chin with the impact sounding around the arena. Out of nowhere, Jaice recovered and tried to Clothesline him but Noris ducked under the swing of the arm. Upon turning around, he kicked him in the ribs and leaped onto his back for the Sunset Flip Bomb onto the canvas!

Clearwater: “Issa Bomb-Bomb! The Sunset Flip Bomb nailing him in the center of the ring! That must have driven the wind out of him. Oh my God!”

Remi: “The name of these moves are absolutely terrible! My God! Really?!”

Both men are down on the canvas. Milwaukee’s enjoying the action and Noris is the first of the two to stand up. He starts delivering back to back Clotheslines taking him down to the canvas. Cranley’s sudden momentum has given him the fire to beat down on Jaice. Hell, after ducking a clothesline, he shot back with a vicious Roundhouse Kick turning him around. And without a doubt, he took Wilds down with a Leaping Neckbreaker!

Clearwater: “Noris Cranley with the Leaping Neckbreaker! He’s feeling it, ladies and gentlemen! He’s going all the way to the top rope and we’re might be ready to see the Sunrise Shooting Star!”

The entire interior of the arena has every audience member off their feet. Noris climbs all to the top turnbuckles and stands tall. He points both his fingers in the air before leaping forward to the Shooting Star; Unfortunately, Jaice rolled out of the way but Noris caught himself on his feet. He immediately turned around into the Superkick where he fell back into the ropes and upon the rebound, he was caught into Jaice for the Spanish Fly planting him on the canvas!

Remi: “Agent of Chaos! The Agent of Chaos! That’s all she wrote! Goodnight Noris Cranley Here’s the pin attempt!”

One!

Two!!

THR--

No! Jaice couldn’t believe it but Noris kicked out of his signature. Just when all was coming so well, he decided to back off in the corner to prepare to end it all. Noris was fighting and made it to his feet until he turned around; There came his opponent charging for the 540 Crescent Tornado Kick but Cranley moved right under him in a slide. Jaice landed on his feet and turned into the Cutter that planted him on his face!

Clearwater: “RESET! RESET! RESET! IT’S OVER!”

Remi: “NO! NO! NO! F**KING NO!”

One!

Two!!

THREE!!!

DING DING DING!

Jessica: “Here is your winner by pinfall, Noris Cranley!”