SM: The second cage is being lowered into position, Dan. Let’s remind ourselves of how this whole situation started….
A video plays of the whole IoD/MoA saga. Starting at Resurrection, when the IoD arrived in the BWA and Angel won the AoWF World Title. Through to the re-birth of the MoA at Night of Armageddon, with Angel as one of the biggest cogs in the MoA engine. We see Angel’s feud with Lex Demise, Lex winning the BWA Title by default and Angel’s constant no-showing. We then fast forward to the IoD winning the Tag-Team Titles and Nemesis winning the Internet Title. Then we see Angel’s attack on Demise, with the now infamous “cock in mouth” segment. Fast forward to last week, and the brawl that ensued between the MoA and the IoD. Then we are shown highlights from tonight’s show so far. The IoD getting involved with Kaine and Dante. Angel arriving, alone. Tim Worthington’s talk with Dean Kendall, and his later attack on Shane Best. We see Shane Pinex gain a win, and Nemesis too. We see Remy pick up a shot at the Internet Title… and we finally see clips from Angel’s promo, where zip lines were being set up in this very arena! The footage fades and we head back to ringside.
DING-DING
JS: Ladies and Gentlemen. It is time for the main event of the evening! This match is the Hell Squared match for the BWA World Heavyweight Championship!!
SM: This is going to be great, Dan. No doubt it’ll be one of the hardest fought matches in the BWA’s history.
DS: It’s a damn big battle for supremacy in the BWA! But what was with that zip line thing?
JS: Making his way to the ring at this time, from New Mexico, USA. He stands at 6 feet tall, and weighs in at 204 pounds. He is the AoWF World Champion, and former BWA Champion. He is a member of the MoA… ANGEL!!
No lights dance, and no music hits. Alone, and without theatrics, Angel makes his way to the ring slowly, eyes wandering as he does so. He seems… distant.
DS: Angel not looking himself here tonight! And where’s the fancy entrance?
SM: He’s focused, Dan. You can see it. He’s 100% ready for anything Vindicator has to offer!
JS: And his opponent, coming to the ring at this time is the former BWA World, European and Tag-Team Champion who stands at 6 feet 11 and one half inches tall, and weighs in at 332 pounds. He is one third of the Instruments of Destruction…. VINDICATOR!!
All of the house lights go out.
THIS IS DANGEROUS! OPEN UP YOUR HEAD, FEEL THE SHELL SHOCK!
Smoke fills the arena as a blue light glows. The IoD logo flashes across the screen, followed by images of Shane, Nemesis and Vindicator in action. As the music kicks in, Vindicator steps out onto the stage. Vindicator stops at the centre of the stage and stands, his head down. Sparklers go off in front and behind him in the shape of “V’s”, smoke and the light of the sparklers hiding him from the crowd. His head snaps up, his eyes locked on the ring as he cracks his neck, then heads to the ring.
SM: Here comes the big man, Dan. He’s a former champion. But one who’s not managed to reach the heights that he once did in the old BWA. Although he’s still causing chaos!
DS: At one point he was unstoppable, and Angel is one of the few people who can say they’ve beaten him. This is his chance to get back to the top, Mayo.
JS: And now, coming to the ring from Torquay, England. He is the special referee for this match. Ladies and Gentlemen, give it up for the BWA President… DEAN KENDALL!!
“Know Your Enemy” plays as Deano makes his way to the ring.
DS: Here comes the boss, Mayo. Special referee. Not sure I agree with the first half of that statement!
SM: Angel and Vinnie are staring out at Deano, neither of these men like their president much. Angel’s said this week that he doesn’t see why there need be a referee in a Hell Squared match, because there’s no DQ, and to win you just have to grab the belt. No ref needed, and I agree with him!
DS: You think that Deano’s up to something?
SM: He normally is!
DS: Well, after Tim Worthington sided with the IoD earlier, maybe Deano will follow in his friends footsteps?
DING-DING-DING
Kendall calls for the bell which starts the match. Angel runs in at Vindicator and leaps up, looking for a Hurracanrana. Vindicator simply catches him, and looks set for the Revenge is Sweet!
SM: What? Is Vinnie going to nail his signature move already?
Vindicator then hurls Angel headfirst into one of the cell walls! He heads outside the ring and grabs Angel again, tossing him into the wall once more. Then he does it again, and again, and again! Angel is really dazed, and Vindicator shouts at the fans, and then at Deano. Vindicator turns back to Angel, who is still down, and he hoists him up onto his shoulder again. He points at the cell door, and then throws him like a javelin right into the door!! Angel slumps down, and slowly tries to get back to his feet. He does, and as he turns around he’s met by a spear from Vinnie!
DS: MY GOD! He’s done it again! Vindicator just speared Angel right through the door of the cell!!
SM: What is wrong with Angel? He doesn’t look ready for this match!! This is very unusual!
DS: Plus Vindicator will want revenge, having lost to Angel not too long ago. And then the IoD lost the tag belts to La Stygia. Maybe Vinnie’s just too pumped for this one!
Vindicator hoists up Angel’s limp body and drags him back into the cell, where he rams his head into the ring steps. Angel goes down to the arena floor, as Vindicator picks up the steel steps and holds them in the air. Dean Kendall shouts down to Vindicator, warning him off what he’s about to do. Vindicator ignores his president and tries to take Angel’s head off with the steps by slamming them down onto him. But Angel finally springs into life as he rolls out of the way. The steps crash down onto the arena floor, and Vinnie roars in annoyance. Angel grabs Vindicator’s head and smashes it down onto the steps, then rolls his opponent back into the ring. Angel whips Vinnie into the ropes and nails a dropkick to the knee of the big man. Angel then grabs Vinnie’s head and nails a snap DDT. He leaps up onto the top rope and nails a Senton Bomb, before heading across the ring to grab a ladder from outside. He sets the ladder up and looks set to try and climb up into the second cage. Vindicator is back up, and grabs Angel from the ladder. He puts his head between the legs of Angel, into a powerbomb position. He pulls Angel off the ladder, and powerbombs the AoWF World Champion into the turnbuckle!!
SM: Massive turnbuckle powerbomb from Vindicator… and he aint done yet!
Vinnie boots Angel in the gut as he stumbles out of the corner, and raises him up for another powerbomb… and he drops him in the opposite corner!
DS: A second turnbuckle powerbomb from Vindicator… and he still aint done!
Vindicator goes on to nail a powerbomb in each of the for corners, before turning and shouting at Dean Kendall, who gets right into the face…. er, chest… of the big man. Vinnie pushes Deano away, and returns his attentions to Angel. Angel has struggled up to his feet and manages to nail a series of quick kicks as Vinnie turns to face him. Vinnie goes down from a big savate kick. Angel pulls the IoD man to his feet and pushes him into a corner before whipping him into the opposite corner. Angel charges in and connects with a clothesline, following up with a Bulldog. Angel grabs Vindicator’s legs and locks in the Boston Crab. Eventually Vinnie manages to use the ropes to drag himself up, powering out of the hold. He connects with an elbow to the head of Angel and hip-tosses him out of the ring! Vinnie exchanges a few words with Deano on the inside as Angel grabs a chair on the outside. Angel slides in, with the chair, and goes to hit Vinnie with it. Vinnie manages to avoid the chair shot and pulls the chair away from The AoWF World Champion, shaking his finger at him. Vindicator goes to nail Angel with the chair, but Deano pulls the chair away from the big man and tosses it out of the ring. While Vinnie is distracted a little, Angel rushes in and nails a big dropkick, taking Vinnie down. He pulls him up again and goes to whip him into the ropes, but Vindicator reverses. Vindicator whips Angel off of the ropes, and catches him in a modified military press. Tossing Angel straight into the air, he steps back for something, but only catches two falling feet in the face. Kicking off, Angel rolls backwards, landing on all fours. Vinnie charges at him, nailing a hard clothesline. Grabbing the smaller man, he easily lifts him over his head, and walks to the edge of the ring. Throwing as hard as he can, he tosses Angel at the wall of the cage, a good few feet away… and easily hits his mark. Slamming into the wall of the cage, Angel manages to catch his balance as he slides down it, and kick off, flying back into the ring with a celestial press, after a slight hesitation. Both men fall to the canvas in an awkward pile.
DS: Nice stuff from Angel, managing to come back from that toss to the cell wall. He learnt from earlier in the match!
SM: Vinnie’s back to his feet already, but Angel…. he’s still down!
A rattling and banging is heard on top of the cage, in time only for Vindicator and Kendall to look up, seeing November, Remy, Gabrielle, Frost, Rain, Cicatriz and Malaise.
SM: What the hell is this?
DS: The MoA!! The MoA are here in full force!
Together, they stand on top of the higher of the two cages, as Angel lies on his back on the canvas, smiling. Cica waves down at him quickly, as one by one, the group files in, through the trapdoor in the top cage. By the time they’re in, and Vinnie turns back to Angel, he’s gone. Perched on the top turnbuckle, he grins at Vindicator. The larger man charges at him, but misses completely, as Angel leaps over him, and dashes to the other side of the ring. Vindicator turns around, but by this point, there are seven extra people in, none of them there to politely cheer him on.
DS: This is crazy, Mayo! What is Kendall going to do about this?
There’s an awkward moment of silence. Vindicator stands there, face solid and resolved as ever. Dean Kendall stands between the MoA and Vindicator.
SM: Deano is trying to stop the MoA? He’s just one man… he can’t possibly think that he’s going to stop the MoA?
November, Malaise, Frost and Angel step towards Dean, who is shouting at the MoA crew. Then he steps aside!
DS: What? What the hell is this?
SM: I think Dean’s just chosen a side!! He’s letting the MoA do what they want!!
November, Malaise, Angel, and Frost go after Vindicator, laying into him as hard as they can. It starts off with wild punches and kicks, but progress to more as the remaining MoA crew laugh with Dean. Suddenly Tim Worthington appears, motioning for the cell to be lifted. But nothing.
SM: This is insane, Dan! The BWA President has just become MoA friendly, while Worthington is IoD friendly!
DS: Which side will Hannah take now? Will the commissioner side with her Brother…. or her Fiancé?
Cue a shot of the MoA’s own Cole, freshly taken over the booth with the controls to the cell. With a smile, he waves down at Worthington. November and Malaise hold Vindicator by either arm, as Angel lifts his knee into his jaw, through a joelhada so impactful that his body rolls backwards, through an au de costa on the follow through. Rolling off of his hands, and back onto his feet, he steps back as Malaise and November swing in unison… hard, overhand club lariats to the back of Vindicator’s head, sending him crumpling down to the canvas. They begin stomping away at him, along with Frost, Rain, Remy, and Gabrielle, who join in. Spinning on his heel, Angel shoots a wink in Dean Kendall’s direction, who at this point looks a bit unsure of what to expect from here on.
DS: Does Dean know what he’s allowing here?
SM: He may regret this later, Dan, but he’s enjoying it at the moment!
Remy and Gabrielle hit a pair of shining wizards on a kneeling Vindicator, sending him crumpling to the canvas. Quickly running up the turnbuckles, Angel comes off in a hard corkscrew moonsault, onto Vinnie, getting a unanimous groan from the crowd. Rolling back to his feet, he slowly and casually begins climbing. Below him, the seven on one beating continues, as he grabs the BWA World Title, and raises it high above his head, to a chorus of boos.
DING-DING-DING
JS: Your winner, and NEW BWA World Heavyweight Champion…. ANGEL!!!
Smiling, he takes a bow, as November, Malaise, and Frost slowly begin climbing back out of the cell, one by one. Finally, as they all stand high atop the cage, it all looks like it’s over. Dean and the remaining MoA members have taken the easy way out of the cell, through the door and back up the aisle, where Tim Worthington is waiting to have words!
SM: What in god’s name have the MoA got up their sleeve?
A gym bag comes sliding down the zip line. Reaching up, November yanks it down, and pulls out its contents. Four hip harnesses, with a retractable length of line on the end of a sliding clip. He, along with Angel, Malaise, and Frost each slide one on, and retrieve a pair of bolt cutters from the bag. The four in harnesses clip themselves to the zip line. Climbing down, cords stretching out behind them, they land on the roof of the first cage, which also just so happens to be the floor, and support to the second cage. Slowly, they each walk along one side of it, bolt cutters pointed low. Snip. Snip. Snip. Snip. Snip. Snip. Snip. Snip. It only takes half of a minute, before a loud creaking noise is heard. The floor buckles, and droops slightly. All four lock their harnesses, so no more cable comes out. Leaning down, Angel makes one final snip in the centre of the side he’s standing on.
BOOM!
The crowd lets out a collective gasp as the top cage falls into the smaller, bottom one, taking the roof with it. Upon impact, the cage that fell splits apart, into layer upon layer of steel, piled one atop the other. The entire structure lands on Vindicator. An awkward silence from the crowd, as the big man lays, motionless, beneath the mass of metal. Four people hanging above it all smile, and throw their bolt cutters down. Malaise, Frost, and November slide back down to solid ground, and head up to the top of the ramp with the rest of their stable. Angel however, stays hanging from his line. Giving it a bit of slack, he slides low enough for a microphone to be thrown to him, as he rests a good ten feet above the mess below him
A: When you’re all done being so shocked, I’ve got something to say…
Hanging in the air, he smugly grins to the crowd, whose silence quickly shifts to a loud range of boos. Not that it phases him, or anything.
A: I suppose this is where you expect me to say something contrived like, ‘I’m sending a message…’? Right? Well, to be quite honest, I am. A few messages. I think that a few people haven’t exactly been listening. Northern Soul? Goddess… I wish he could have been in that ring. Who the fuck do you think you are, Soul? What was that you said about the MoA? Or ‘whomever they are?’ Look around you. THIS is who we are. And then there’s my buddy Dean..
Swinging backwards, he flips upside down legs catching the cord he hangs from for stability. Facing down, he looks at Kendall beneath the cage.
A: That happy asshole thought that HE could screw ME over? No. No. I’ve been fucked over one too many times. It’s never, ever happening again. So I took steps to ensure it didn’t happen tonight. I made him an offer he couldn’t refuse. I think I may have just become… something of an expert at fucking people before they can fuck me… in the proverbial sense, of course. In the literal, that’s a whole other story, for a whole other network. Dean, don’t you EVER try something with the MoA, and I might not have to do anything like this to you. I catch you even thinking about jerking me around, though? Your hospital bills will bankrupt the company. And Vinnie… Vin… the Vin Man!
You’re nothing. If you’re still alive, come out here a week from now, and tell us all that I had to ‘resort to this’ to beat you. Fail to acknowledge the fact that I’ve already PROVEN that I can beat you on my own. Fail to acknowledge that you’ve STILL proven nothing against me. Fail to admit that I’m better than you. Just keep failing at everything you do. You’re nothing. You’re just my fucking errand boy. Either you’re running along to Shane to pass this message for me, or they’re wheeling you to him. Either way, it works just the same. Shane wants to be like me? He thinks that he IS like me?
Tell Shane what it feels like, being where I am. Now if you’d be so kind, as to cue up my music
“Zerospace” by Kidneythieves hits, as Angel rolls back upright in his harness.
DS: What a night!
SM: An unbelievable turn of affairs, Dan! Dean sides with the MoA… but it sounds as if he was forced into it! Angel still doesn’t trust him!
DS: I don’t blame him either, Mayo!
SM: Folks, we’re outta time here at the Newcastle Telewest Arena! This has been one hell of a night, and to find out what happens next tune into UpRising, live on five next Monday… the 23rd December. Until then, for Dan “The Man” Stevens this has been Scott Mayo saying Good Fight, Goodnight!