Wreckage 7/27/09 Results.

[Vile Ventura]

Fireworks explode, as the Wreckage set comes roaring to life, to signal the beginning of another great edition, of Wednesday Night Wreckage. The fans are electrified, as the Wreckage Theme Song echoes around the arena, reverberating around every nook and cranny. The camera swivels around the fans, before coming to rest, on the Wreckage Announce Team, Ray Macro and John Elwood. Ray Macro
“Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to another exciting edition… of Wednesday Night Wreckage. I’m Ray Macro, and with me as always, my good buddy, and long time announce partner, John Elwood.”

John Elwood
“Thanks Ray, Boy does tonight hold a lot instore for the future of ETR.”

Ray Macro
“No Doubt about it John, tonight marks the beginning of the tournament that was announced last week by ETR General Manager Lucas King, for the ETR Championship, and I don’t know about you John, but I can’t wait to see what’s in store for us.”

The camera zooms out and the fans erupt in a mixed reaction when they hear "Too Much,Too Young,Too Fast" blasts on the PA system and Tony Daniels makes his way out from the back with the familiar smirk on his face wearing his street clothes.He smiles as he passes each person on his way down to the ring and the smile fades away quickly when he see's a Vile Ventura sign in the front row that say's (Vile Pwn's Tony).After noticing the sing Tony grabs it and tears it apart before the smile returns and the arena fills with some boos before Tony approaches the ring and enters it to grab a microphone before his music dies down.

Tony stands around the ring for a few moments while he listens to the crowd boo and cheer for him at the same time and he just looks on in amazement before speaking.

Tony Daniels:"Can you feel it? Can you feel what I feel the intensity of this match up that I will be taking place in on the next Wreckage with none other than Vile Ventura."

The fans cheer when they hear the name and Tony just looks at them like wtf before speaking again.

Tony Daniels:"Believe it or not as long as I have been apart of this roster and the same goes for my opponent this would be the first actual encounter we have had in the ring that comes to memory and that opens up a line of questions that you people may have.The first thing you people and some of my fellow wrestlers in the back may be wondering is who is the better athlete of the two."

Tony stands in place before smiling and pointing to himself in an arrogant way as the fans begin to boo a little more.

Tony Daniels:"Well that is a no brainer I am and always will be the greatest and most talented athlete to set foot in this ring better yet to set foot on this earth period.I do not care who likes me or dislikes me the fact is when it comes to getting it done without failure I am the one that can get it done.When it comes to putting asses in those seats and selling out the arenas I am the one that makes it happen.When it comes to facing Vile Ventura in a one on one match up and proving to the world that I am the real deal and can back up what I say I am the one that can get it done."

The fans begin to boo more as Tony has a smug look on his face.

Tony Daniels:"You see despite the fact that this will be our first time competing against each other I have studied and paid attention to every single thing that Vile does and can do so I am pretty much set as far as knowing my opponent."

Tony smirks again as he get's an idea.

Tony Daniels:"As a matter of fact I would like to have a face to face with my opponent right here right now so Vile would you mind coming down to my ring.I don't blame you if you decide not to show up though after all I am perfection"

The fans boo louder as Tony laughs a bit while waiting patiently.

"I Stand Alone" rips through the arena as the capacity crowd boo. Tony looks up at the stage, a look of shock, slightly registering on his face. Vile Ventura walks out from backstage, wearing a black button up top, that's unbuttoned at the throat, along with a pair of faded blue jeans, and black dress shoes. Vile smirks at the crowd, and the surprised Tony, who obviously didn't think Vile would actually accept his little "Challenge". Vile walks slowly down to the ring and climbs the steel steps. He drops under the ropes and steps inside the ring, walking up to Tony and pressing his face close to his opponent's. Vile grabs the microphone from Tony's hands and backs up several steps, raising the microphone to his lips.

Vile Ventura
"What's wrong Tony... didn't expect me to actually show up? I'm shocked.. I thought you knew me better. I mean, you claim, you've studied every move I've ever made... you claim you know me better than any other, yet you look so surprised to see me. Perhaps you should study a little more. You see Tony, I was listening in the back, becuase to be quite frank, I was extremely bored, and as I listened, I heard you make some startling accusations."
Tony looks at Vile quizzically, not understanding just what he's getting at. Vile smirks as he recognizes Tony's confusion, and continues to speak, using the same mocking and sardonic tone he's been using since he came down to the ring.

Vile Ventura
"You thought, you could come down to my ring, and talk to my fans, and tell them... that you're the best thing ETR has to offer?" Vile chuckles, as a small grin appears on his handsome face. " I think we all can atest, to the fact, that if anyone here is the best ETR has to offer... it's me. I mean, just look at what I've done.. in one... short... year. I'm a five time Universal Champion... I'm a Former ETR Champion, and I was the first ever BattleGround Battle Royal winner. What've you done lately? Let's look... You've left on Injury, come back, and left, almost as many times as I can count."
Tony starts to walk towards Vile angrily, but Vile backs up, raising his hand to stop the approaching Tony.

Vile Ventura
"Just wait, I'm not done, let me finish. You're a former ETR Heavyweight Champion. The last, if my memory serves me right. How'd that title go down the drain Tony? Oh that's right... your Brand died.... and who to blame for that, other than the man who was given the responsibility to be the spokesperson of that brand, by winning the Heavyweight Champion. So Tony, tell me. How can you honestly, come out here, and say that you're the reason that these seats are filled every night, when the last time you were the main attraction, the brand you were meant to attract people too... died."
Vile smirks as he lowers the microphone, watching the outrage begin to sprout on Tony's face.
Tony is about to respond out of anger when he catches himself and calms down before a he looks into Vile's eyes before speaking.

Tony Daniels:"Look man I am not the reason that brand died as a matter of fact I had only had the title for a few days when management pretty much already had their mind made up that they were shutting the brand down so don't you dare come out here and tell these people that I was the reason that brand died.Now I may have been out with an injury and disappearing from time to time before but that was only because I had to find myself and re-evaluate what I was doing wrong."

Vile starts to turn away and Tony immediately get's in his face again.

Tony Daniels:"Don't you disrespect me by looking away while I am talking.I may not have done much of anything for the past few months because I was away but I am the type of man that believes that your only as good as you know you can be and I know for a fact that I am what I said I am.As far as me doing anything that will leave a mark in history lately I believe that this will happen when I beat you ass right here in the middle of this ring on the next Wreckage"

The fans erupt in cheers as Tony gets into a stare down with Vile. Vile chuckles, causing many fans to shudder due to it's maniacal nature. Vile looks at Tony, amusment cleary etched on his face.

Vile Ventura
" You don't get it... do you Tony. No matter how hard you study, no matter how hard you train... you won't beat me. Am I the only one who remembers the last time we had a match? Who was it who walked away the winner Tony... it was me, not you. I seem to remember that was right about after the brand merger, and after the Heavyweight Title had been abolished. You see, at that moment, I knew you weren't only living in the past, but you were delusional... because as your music played and you walked out the curtains, what was upon your shoulder? None other than the Heavyweight Championship belt... a title that was no longer commisioned by ETR Management.. I don't know about you Tony... but a man who walks around with a title belt that isn't even instated in the company, is a sad excuse, for a wrestler."

Vile smirks, as Tony again fights to control his rage, which continues to build every time Vile flashes his sardonic and maniacal grin.

Vile Ventura
"You see Tony, we actually have one thing in common... and that's we've both been screwed by ETR Management. We've both been overlooked, both been considered... an oversight. We've had to fight adversity our entire careers, but the similarities stop there Tony... you see, unlike you, I didn't stand for this injustice, I didn't stand for the oversights. I went out and did something about it. I overcame every boundary that this company sought to set in front of me. What did you do everytime this company made it hard for you Tony? You ran away... that's what. You turn tailed and ran. Yet you're the best ETR Has to offer? You're the one whose going to be the new face of the company that's made both of us household names? No Tony... I hate to rain on your parade, but I'm the face of this company, just like I was when I joined, and just like I am today."

Vile sneers at Tony, before adding, almost as an afterthought, but full of conviction;

Vile Ventura
"No matter what you do... not matter what you say Tony... nothing, and no one can stop the momentum of history... and after tonight, that's all your title aspirations will ever amount to... a piece of history.... a thing.. of the past."

Vile smirks again, as he goes to leave the ring. As Vile goes to leave the ring Tony grabs him to stop him.

Tony Daniels:"That is where you are wrong Vile everytime this company made it hard for me I never ran away because with me it takes a little planning to get things done right and you will find out first what I mean by that when we fight again.I do not live in the past Ventura I create for the future and if you will be the face of ETR at that time I will make sure that it doesn't happen because truthfully speaking the thought of you still being the franchise player a few years from now makes me sick."

Tony looks down before looking into Vile's eyes again.

Tony Daniels:"Before you head to the back allow me today one more thing"

Tony takes a deep breath and pretends like he is going to speak but instead he slaps Vile across the face and glares at him to see what he does. Vile staggers backward, before raising his hand to touch the spot on his cheek where Tony slapped him. Outrage begins to show on Vile's face, as he looks at the hand. Vile looks back at Tony, and spits right in his gloating face. Tony, laughs a little, in a crazed sort of way, and finally snaps, going after Vile. Vile dodges Tony's tackle, but as Tony rebounds off the ropes, he hits Vile with a clothesline! Tony gets down and starts throwing punches on Vile, who pushes Tony, off and hits several punches of his own. Both men tussle for a few moments, before Vile jabs Tony in the eye, causing Tony to lose focus, giving Vile a chance to hit The Vile Judgement! Vile stands over Tony, as "I Stand Alone" plays over the intercom, and Vile raises his arms.



Ray Macro
“What an encounter! Could this be what’s going to happen at the end of the night? Tune in, to find out”

Wreckage cuts to commercial. As Wreckage comes back online, Sean Prince and Harrison Rines are already standing in the ring.

Hannah Callen
“Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match up, is scheduled for one fall, and it is the first match, in the ETR championship Tournament! To my left, weighing in at 325 lbs, he is the King of Extreme, Harrison Rhines!”

The fans boo loudly as Rhines smirks and stares down Sean Prince.

Hannah Callen
“And his opponent! From Philadelphia Pennsylvannia, weighing in at 224 lbs, Sean Prince!”

The fans give an equal amount of boos for Prince, who’s eyes continue to bore into Harrison Rines. Hannah quickly clears the ring as the bell is rung and the match begins. Both men start with a lock-up in the center of the ring, ending in Rines sending prince backwards, due to one mighty push. Rines flexes his muscles, taunting Prince. Prince charges Rines angrily, but Harrison ducks the clumsy attempt at a clothesline and throws Prince into the turnbuckle. Prince rebounds backwards, holding his chest, only to be caught by Harrison, who locks his arms around Prince’s mid-section, and hoists him up into a german suplex! Rines goes for the quick pin but only gets a 2.

Ray Macro
“Oooh, Rines wasting no time, as Prince looks a little clumsy out there John, could it be some rust we’re seeing?”
John Elwood
“I’ll be honest Ray, I haven’t heard anything from, or about this kid.”

Rines hits several hard punches to Seans face, before lifting him up, and irish whipping him into the ropes, as Prince rebounds, he slides under Hines legs, and hits a huge back cracker! Rines face lights up in pain, before he rolls onto his stomach, his hand straying to his back. Prince hits several hard kicks to Rines back, before culminating into a hard elbow. Prince taunts to the fans, briefly, before running into the ropes, and baseball sliding into Rines’ side. Harrison yells him pain, as Prince wipes his hair from his eyes. Prince rolls Harrison back onto his stomach, and locks in a submission hold, targeting Rine’s Back.

Ray Macro
“Prince really coming into his form here.”
John Elwood
“Absolutely Ray, he’s focusing on the back of Harrison, making him pay for the early going beat down he took at the beginning of this match.”

Harrison stretches out his fingers in pain, trying to reach the ropes, but Prince sees this and realeses the hold hitting several hard shots to Harrison’s back. Prince taunts to the crowd for several seconds, before lifting up Harrison and irish whipping him into the corner. Prince runs to hit a body splash, but as he’s halfway through the air, and about to connect, Harrison lifts his foot, and catches Prince right on the chin! Prince spins around and stumbles backwards, away from Harrison, who wearily climbs to the top rope, and jumps off hitting a huge bulldog! Harrison rolls Prince over and pins him, but Prince kicks out after 2. Harrison, lifts Prince and drags him over to the corner, before climbing to the second rope, and starts hammering down on Prince’s head. Harrison drops down after ten shots, as Prince stumbles drunkenly out of the corner. Harrison spins him around wildly, and absolutely levels him with Blood Maker! Harrison drops down ontop of Prince, and pins him to finally get the 3 count, ending this great match, before cutting to commercial.

Hannah Callen is standing in the ring, microphone in hand.

Ladies and gentlemen please welcome "The Feature Presentation" Jake Stevens!

"Junkies for Fame plays over the PA System to a decent chorus of boos as the unknown, confident new Superstar, Jake Stevens, makes his way through the curtain. Stevens is wearing black sunglasses, a black tanktop, a black hooded pleather vest, which has a gold star and "The Feature Presentation" on the back, and black and gold pleather pants that read "Stevens" on one side and have gold stars down the other. He holds up his thumb and index finger making a "frame" around his face mouthing "Feature Presentation". Stevens makes his way down the ramp smirking arrogantly at the fans. Stevens grabs the front of a camera and tilts it making sure it's focused on him. Stevens rolls in the ring, holds out his arms and smirking before grabbing a microphone.

I see it on all your faces. As you stuff yourselves with nachos, sitting there in your two-sizes too-small Vile Ventura t-shirts, with your "Showtime" Mark Solomon hats, you wonder "Who is this guy?", but the real question is, "Who is Bret Gibson?" I know he's worked here for a while, but which one is he? What has he done? Let's be honest; nothing. Bret Gibson's been around for quite some time, and hasn't done anything that would allow me to even match a name to a face. But I've gotten myself noticed, whether you realize it or not. I made an impact without even showing up last week, I got people talking about me when I refused to come to the arena for my match with Vile Ventura. And now I'm in the running for the vacant ETR Championship, and I haven't even had my first match, so I ask "Who's the fool now?" So now I'm set to face Bret Gibson, and I'm not sure whether I'm supposed to wrestle him or give him the Heimlich Maneuver, because if history's shown us anything, it's that Bret Gibson always chokes. And of course, history tends to repeat itself. It'll repeat itself when Bret Gibson loses once more, and it'll repeat itself for the rest of this tournament, because I'm going to win, and I will be the new ETR Champion!

"Junkies for Fame" hits once more as Stevens adjusts another camera to put him in focus before smirking and mouthing "Next World Champ" as Wreckage fades to commercial.

Wreckage comes back from Commercial, as the Camera zooms in on a locker room door. The door opens and inside, is Vile Ventura, who is still wearing his business suit, and on the phone. Vile shuts the phone, and turns to sit on his desk, when out of the left side of the camera, comes another man in a suit. Vile looks up at the man quizzically before the man begins to speak.

Brent Lesner
“Hey Vile, I’m Brent Lesner, VP of Staff relations here at ETR, I was just in an emergency Staff meeting with the chairman, and he wanted me to give you this.”

Brent holds out a note, which Vile takes roughly from him, cuing Brent to leave. Vile reads the note quickly, before a large grin appears on his face. Vile begins to laugh, before straightening his tie, and heading out of his locker room. The camera cuts back to the stage, where “Break the Walls Down” erupts out of the P.A. system. The fans give a mixture of boo’s and jeers, as Chris Jericho comes out from backstage, doing his customary taunts. Jericho slides in the ring, taunting still, when all of a sudden, the lights return to normal and his music is cut off. Jericho looks at the stage quizzically, as “I stand alone” erupts from the sound system. The fans, and Jericho’s jaw drops, as Vile Ventura walks out onstage, in his suit, carrying the note, and a microphone. Vile smirks at the expression on Jericho’s face, and the fans bewilderement.

Vile Ventura
“Ladies and Gentlemen, I’ve just been informed that General Manager, Lucas King, has resigned.”

The fans boo loudly, as Vile smirks at them, several of the fans look on in horror, realizing what this means.

Vile Ventura
“Therefore, I’m pleased to inform you, that by order of ETR Chairman, Sub-Zero, I Vile Ventura, am once again The General Manager of WRECKAGE!”

The fans boo loudly as Vile smirks, Jericho continues to look at Ventura, confused, as to why he’s telling the fans this now when he’s about to have a match.

Vile Ventura
“It has also come to my attention, that Dan the Man, ETR Original himself, has vacated the building. He isn’t here. Therefore, this match, has been cancelled. The winner, by default is none other, then Chris Jericho!”

The fans boo loudly, as Jericho seems to loosen up slightly, smiling to himself, as Vile goes backstage and the camera fades for a commercial break. The show comes back online, as “Junkie’s for Fame” explodes over the P.A. system. Jake Stevens, Still wearing his Blank Tank Top, and Pleather attire, comes out on stage.

Hannah Callen
“Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match up is scheduled for oen fall, on his way to the ring, From Toronto, Ontario Canada, weighing in at 240 lbs, The FEATURE Presentation, JAKE STEVENS!”

The fans boo loudly, as Stevens, walks down the ramp, holding his hands up in a frame like stance, and talking as if he were talking through a camera. He rolls inside the ring, and holds his hands up again, and leans back, as pyro shoots from the turnbuckles. Stevens lowers his hands, and taunts to the fans on the turnbuckle, as all of a sudden Bret Gibson, comes charging out of the crowd, and attacks Stevens, before he his entrance is over! The bell rings as Bret hits shot after shot on The Feature Presentation, Busting Steven’s Sunglasses in two! Bret picks up Stevens, and rams his head into the turnbuckle, before sending him flying over the top rope to enormous cheers from the capacity crowd.

Ray Macro
“Looks like Bret took offense to Stevens harsh words, earlier in the show”
John Elwood
“Looks like Bret’s aiming to teach the new kid to respect his betters.”

Bret rolls out of the ring, and picks up Stevens, dragging him over to the barricade, and slamming him into it face first, several times, following it up with a clothesline. Bret rolls inside to break the reffs count, before rolling back out and continuing to beat down on Stevens. Bret picks him up, and attempts to irish whip him into the stairs, but Stevens, reverses it, sending Bret’s knees to collide with the stairs, and sending him flying over the steps and onto his back, near the announce tables. Stevens, smirks, before taunting to the fans with his signature, camera formation with his hands. Stevens, walks over to Bret, and rolls him inside the ring, following him closely. Stevens gets ontop of Bret, and hits shot after shot, before the reff’s count finally causes him to stop. Stevens lifts Bret and plants him back down with a body slam. Stevens leans against the ropes and comes back, hitting a high knee, he goes or the quick pin, but Bret kicks out after 2.

Ray Macro
“Looks like the tides have turned here tonight against ETR Veteran Bret Gibson”
John Elwood
“It’s not over till it’s over Ray.”

Stevens lifts Bret, and irish whips him into the ropes, and bends down, only to be slapped back up courtesy of Bret’s foot. Stevens staggers backwards only to be clotheslined by Bret! Bret lifts Stevens up, and plants him back down with a DDT, Bret goes for the pin, but Steven’s kicks out. Bret lifts Steven’s and irish whips him into the corner, following it up with a body splash. As Steven’s staggers out of the corner, Bret lifts Steven’s up in the Electric Chair position, just as he’s about to follow through with the move, Stevens nails Bret in the eye with his thumb, causing Bret to drop to his knees, Steven’s still on his shoulders. Steven’s seeing this opening, Locks Bret’s arms and is about to hit his finisher “ The Fade to Black” when Bret suddenly stands, causing stevens to start to slide down his back, Stevens uses his prowess, to flip and land on his feet. Bret believe’s Steven’s lands on his back, and relaxes. Steven’s sees this so before Bret can turn back around, Steven quickly grabs his tights and rolls him up for the win! The crowd boo loudly as Steven’s rolls out of the ring, looking at Bret with an expression of supreme confidence on his face, taunting Bret one more time with his signature, Camera taunt, as the show fades to commercial.

The fans are cheering as the lights dim and “I Stand alone” explodes over the public announce system. The fans immediately start booing and scream obsceneties as Vile Ventura, dressed in a black tank top, tucked into suit paints, with a belt and black and white wrestling boots, walks out on stage.
Hannah Callen
“Ladies and Gentleman, the following match-up is scheduled for one fall, On his way to the ring, He is the Wreckage General Manager, Vile Ventura!!!!”

Vile smirks as he rolls inside the ring. ‘I stand alone’ cuts off and Tony Daniels’ music explodes over the public announce system. The fans begin to cheer loudly as Tony Daneils’ pops out from behind the curtains, pumping his fists in the air. Tony raises his arms over his head and screams along with the fans. Tony walks down to the ring as Hannah Callen announces him.

Hannah callen
“And his Opponent, Tony daniels!

Tony rolls inside the ring and continues to pump his fist in the air. Both eye each other viciously and the bell rings, signaling the match underway. Vile and Tony circle around each other, their eyes locked as they meet in the center of the ring in a lockup. Vile knees Tony in the ribs a few times and locks in a side headlock. Tony struggles for a few seconds and tries to break free. Vile flips Tony over and both men land on the mat, with Vile still holding the Headlock. Tony starts to power out, bringing Vile up to his knee. Vile realizes what’s happening and quickly lets go of Tony, rolls forward and hit’s a hard uppercut to Tony’s chin knocking him back down. Vile smirks before getting up and stomping on Tony. Vile runs slowly into the ropes and jumps in the air and delivers a high knee right on the back of Tony’s unprotected head!
Ray Macro
“Owww That had to hurt John!!”
John Elwood
“No doubt Ray, not doubt!”

Tony rolls around in pain as Vile drops down and covers him but only gets a two count. Vile drags Tony up by his hair and delivers a few hard punches to Tony’s head. Vile then Irish Whips Tony into the ropes and as Tony comes back Vile throws him over his shoulder, perfectly executing the back body drop. Vile runs into the ropes and comes back and delivers a leg drop right onto Tony’s throat, giving him almost no time to recover from the Back body drop. Vile goes for the pin but Tony once again kicks out at 2. Vile sits on his knees, thinking for a moment and then picks Tony up, Vile throws him against the ropes and bends down, but when Tony gets back to him, Tony delivers a hard kick right into Vile’s face!! Vile’s head whips up as Tony clotheslines him to enormous cheers from the crowd. Tony gets up slowly at about the same time as Vile and starts driving Vile towards the ropes with hard punches. When they reach the ropes Vile ducks under one of his punches and propels him out of the ring! Vile smirks again as he sits on the ropes catching his breath. He takes a little too long however, because Tony gets up and pulls Vile’s legs out from under him, causing Vile to smack his face onto the mat. Tony drags Vile out of the ring and hit’s a hard uppercut to Vile’s chin, sending Vile crashing down to the floor. Tony hit’s a few stomps on Vile’s head.!

Ray macro
“Tony Daniels, taking the initiative now, he really wants to become ETR Champion”
John Elwood
“Both men want it Ray, but who wants it more, we’ll find out.”

Tony lifts Vile, and irish whips him into the steel steps, causing Vile to yell in pain. Tony runs at Vile, looking to sandwhich vile’s head between the steps and his knee, but Vile rolls out of the way, causing Tony’s momentum to carry him into the steps, and over them. Vile slowly, stands, lifting Tony with him and rolls him inside the ring. Vile follows and goes for the pin, but Tony kicks out after 2. Vile hammers a few times on Tony’s head, before getting up to lock in “the Ultimate Insult” but Tony sends a hard kick right into Vile’s chin, causing him to stagger backwards. Tony gets up and goes to spear Vile, but Vile dodges it, sending Tony and his arm to go flying into the steel ringpost in between the turnbuckles, Tony staggers backwards out of it, right into the Vile Judgement! Vile goes for the pin, and gets the 3, causing him to celebrate as the show goes off the air.
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[E-Man ™]

Love it Vile, I love the results!

[iLucas]

Here we go again, the reign of Vile and Steve winning, no offence guys.