Scar&Liam V Dreamer&Andrews

[-Jack Noble-]

Main-event
Tag Match
Matt Scar, Liam O'Donnel vs Aiden Andrews,Shawn Dreamer
The four last participants tag together this week after literally beating the tar out of each other in the Pit. Matt Scar and Liam have been a set tag team now, however.. Aiden and Dreamer come from two different sides, and with Dreamers higher ups putting Noble in jail last week, will the two be able to team together without quarrel?
Referee: John Blackwood

[Scar]

The crowd are buzzing with excitement for a highly anticipated Main Event on Saturday Night Knockout. The lights begin to dim and smoke slowly edges it's way out through the curtain, spiraling upwards as a dim silhouette appears. The lights turn off entirely and strike back on momentarily as if lightning had struck. The tune that proceeds this event is Sweating Bullets by Megadeath and immediately the crowd begin to boo at the Abbadon's Pit winner. The lights slowly begin to come back on and Scar walks out, staggering effortlessly towards the ring. His arms hanging loosely by his sides with his fedora tipped to the ground, covering his mask. Insults are being yelled but the Psyochitc Giant shrugs them off and continues his way to the ring, anybody would think that he is possessed and they wouldn't be too far off.

Here he is, newcomer to EVPW and already could go after the Eagle Division Title.

It'd be so much better if he turned out to have a sexy face.

Scar reaches the thing and steps over the rope, his large figure allows him to pull this off easily without much strain. "Ladies and Gentleman, the following tag team match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first, weighing in at 252 pounds and towering above at a height of 6 foot 5 inches, he is the MASKED MARAUDER! Abbadon's Pit 2012 Winner! MATT SCAR!" As Lizzie finishes her introduction, Matt begins to make his way over to Lizzie as she slowly backs away. Although this time instead of talking to her, he grabs her wrist, clenching tightly and smiling sadistically. With his other hand he snatches out the microphone and releases her, turning away, circling the arena.

"I think that could be done better.. LADIES AND GENTLEMAN! Introducing the winner of Abbadon's Pit 2012!" Before Scar can finish his announcement he slaps himself and his head is jerked away from the microphone. As he turns back his attitude changes completely and the energy in his voice is gone entirely, "We were cast out as the underdog. We were told we could never make it. It was our debut they said. That doesn't happen to people on their debut. Well look at us now. I can pick from Shawn.. Or Jack. I've beaten Shawn's ass already and I'm about to do it again tonight. Jack is in jail and I'll have to wait for him. I'm still deciding which pathetic fool to go after. But heed my words EVPW, when you first saw me I announced that a new reign was beginning. And damnit I meant it and I'll prove it to you once again, tonight, assuming that Irish Bastard doesn't fuck me up.." Scar doesn't even have the courtesy to hand the microphone back to Lizzie, dropping it on the ground as he goes and takes his place in a corner, stripping himself out of his trench coat and dropping his fedora to the cold ground. Awaiting the rest of the competitors.

[Liam]

Matt stands in the center of the ring twitching, the audience turning to one and other offering their own predictions of the outcome. Some also taking whispers and here say for gospel over the title the Texan will choose to go after. Keeping an eye on Scar, Lizzie quickly grabs the microphone that responds with a high pitch noise making every one cringe. Soon after the announcer leaves the ring to the safety of security, the all too familiar; Rising by Stuck Mojo comes to life on the aging audio system, the speakers having seen better days get a slight distortion effect. Straightening herself up and regathering her thoughts, Elizabeth clears her throat before announcing the next competitor who is scheduled to tag with the resident Psycho and recent victor of Abbadons Pit.

Lizzie. -" Ladies and Gentleman, standing at six feet and four inches, he weighs in tonight at two hundred and fifty five pounds. The selected tag partner of Mat Scar ... the Irish Bastard ... Liam O'Donnell ! "

After about a minute of no one appearing, Lizzie covers the mic and asks one of the ring side staff to check what the hold up is. They don't have to wait long as the arena goes pitch black, the music stops, silence prevails the darkness before the monster-tron crackles to life. Prior to the camera showing anything, the sound of someone taking a breath is heard as a room begins to form shape. The viewers find themselves in a small square room with an old book shelf, a small coffee table beside a worn black leather single seat recliner and various posters of ancient structures like the Mayan pyramids. Bringing the recliner into focus, Liam takes a seat while raising a leg up to a foot rest.

" What the hell, he is scheduled to wrestle tonight. Liam appears to be bandaged, one arm even in a sling. "

" Looks like the Irish Bastard is going to ruin Scars days. Matt will have to rise to the challenge and over come tremendous odds. "[/i][/color]

Coughing while holding his side, Liam with a look of discomfort makes himself comfortable while placing a drink, which is obviously whiskey and ice on the coffee table.

" First of all, congratulations Matt ... Scar. I don't have to repeat the repercussions of your victory as it's already been said repetitively. Second of all, yeah I got hit in the head too many times in Abbadons pit as you can tell, and obviously I got the beating of my lifetime at the hands of the other three who reached the next stage. Then tonight barely days later I have show up and I have to work? I have to work tonight? It's ridiculous. I mean, I got a pounding headache, I can barely walk - no wonder Vlad is semi retired after his hardcore matches. Abbadons pit; it's a brutal, barbaric unforgiving match. I got stitches in my head, I got stitches in my arm, I got bumps and bruises and most importantly of all, I have no desire to fight anyone tonight. "

With that some of the Eagle Vision audience actually begin to cheer and celebrate over the demise of the Irish wrestler. Matt stands mumbling to himself about that damn bastard messing his day up and having to fight both opponents at the same time.

" But now the bad news for all you sheeples and moronic miscreants. The Irish bastard has a need for someone to take my place in this tag team match. So after interviews and searching, I have found the very person who matches the bill. "

After that brief message, Jim and Ray discus possibilities amongst themselves. Matt stares at the monster-tron mumbling about that Irish Bastard standing him up. Soon after the lights of the Solid Core arena flicker and return to their familiar white hue, a murmur through out the fans, scratching their heads trying to figure out who it could be. They don't have to wait long, with the return of the lights a masked man stands behind the multiple persona known simply as Scar. Almost attacking the unknown figure, the native of Austin realizes it must be the tag partner Liam had found as a replacement. Tilting his head to the side, the unknown wrestler watches Matt; barely flinching at the boxing stance of Scar ready to pounce, the only reaction is clenching his left fist. The two continue their stare down as if two lone cowboys waiting to draw their guns in a shootout.[/font]

Tbc.

[Aiden Andrews/Scotty Daniels]

*The following takes place after Abbadons pit

This week’s SNK opens up with Aiden Andrews frantically looking for something or someone. In frustration, he is shown kicking anything that crosses his rather direct path, right over sending it crashing into walls or onto the ground. The hooligan’s usual playful and energetic ways have seem to subsided in search for something. He now comes across that something and stops at a door labeled with the name “ Scotty Daniels GM”. The Milwaukee Phenomenon refuses to waste any time and sends a boot into the center point of the door. His boot penetrates the doors barrier putting a decent size gap in the wood door. Aiden then reaches his hand through the hole and around to the lock that kept the two men separated. A light clicking sound is heard before the door is swung open nearly right off of its hinges. Scotty Daniels eyes are wide and has jumped up and out of his chair now leaning against the back wall of his office.

::-Scotty-::
Listen I had nothing to do…

::-Aiden-::
LIAR!!

Andrews leaps over the desk in-between the two men then putting his hands on the GM. Grabbing his shirt and putting him up against a wall Aiden seems to have the General Manager right where he wants him. However he is just unsure of where to start.

::-Aiden-::
First of all you let the company come out on your show and not only punk you at your FIRST pay per view, but them you let them arrest my partner on live web broadcasted network? YOU TOLD ME YOU HAD OUR BACKS SCOTTY, NOW WHAT!?!?

Spit sprays from the hooligans mouth on the last set of loud words. Aiden shakes with adrenaline racing up and down each and every vein ready to kill at a moment’s notice. Scotty is not in his rather smirk and condescending attitude as he see’s himself in no position to be. The spineless bastard manages to murmur out a few words in a tone softer then fur.

::-Scotty-::
If you would just let me go I…

::-Aiden-::
YOU’RE NOT TALKING YOU’R WAY OUT OF THIS ONE NOW TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!

Aiden now throws Scotty against the wall and lets go taking a few deep breaths and paces back and forth throughout the office. Scotty unwrinkled his shirt and composes himself before speaking to the short fused tag team champ.

::-Scotty-::
Listen I don’t know how they found Jack’s stash, I don’t know how they got into the building without me knowing, but what I do know is this. Jack is in jail where is title is currently protected from being challenged, and tonight you get to tag with Dreamer.

Aiden turns quickly on the mention of Shawn’s name and the look on his face says it all. However before he has a chance to say or do anything Scotty explain the light bulb that had clicked in his head when making the decision.

::-Scotty-::
I know what you’re thinking but this is the perfect opportunity for you to lay back in a match get your strength back and let Shawn do all the work. Then when he is the weakest you strike and you get the information you need and you send The Vision’s message to *in air quotations* “The Company” that we don’t take things like that lightly.

Scotty now plops himself down in his desk chair looking exhausted between the ass beating he almost took and all the explaining he had to do. He finally now shows that cocky and arrogant smirk that he does ever so well and continues with his plan.

::-Scotty-::
When I told you I had your back I meant it. Jack will be back soon enough, you’ll get another shot to be a contender for a title and before you know it The vision will be all High and Mighty all over again.

Scotty laughs at the pun of his last comment before finally taking a deep breath feeling protected.

::-Aiden-::
For your sake I hope so and don’t you worry I can do the title thing all on my own, just do your job and I will do mine.

With one last hard stare Aiden exist the office to go and prepare for his tag team match with his partner for the night Shawn Dreamer.

[-Jack Noble-]

Two options, make this into a triple threat match, or make it into a handicap match with Dreamer just not showing.
I think Aiden has the right to choose.

[Liam]

for sure meh homie, let da high one decide and lets get it on big boi.

[Scar]

Yeah I'm up for whatever.. Although not much time left for it :s

[Aiden Andrews/Scotty Daniels]

lol hey im not always high just sometimes! but we can just do a triple threat

[Scar]

Pfft taking the easier option

[Scar]

The arena is silent, waiting for their fourth and final competitor in tonights tag match, but as time goes on nobody is arriving and so the official begins a count-out, Scar is impatient and without caring, growls savagely and turns to his mysterious team mate, looking away at him for a second he then charges him with his arm out-stretched. His team mate is caught unguarded and goes down from Scar's clotheline, the big man seems to shrug this off and begins to help himself back up into a standing position. Scar grins but turns his attention to Aiden, he is caught unaware though and feels a solid pain in his head, staggering backwards. The pain was none other than Mr. Andrews delivering a powerful head kick, MMA style. The referee is panicing slightly but composes himself and calls over Lizzie quickly, whispering something to her and turning to see the unknown opponent gripping Scar's kneck tightly, suffocating him. The referee rushes over without a second thought and lectures the man about the rules.

What on Earth is going on..

Everyone has gone mad!

One of them already was.

Ladies and Gentleman, I've just been informed that this match has changed to, a triple threat match featuring Scar, Aiden Andrews and an unknown competitor.

The three competitors hear this and Scar grins mischvieously, now he can wreak havoc on everybody. This is just what he does, the masked man is getting talked to by the ref and Aiden is sitting out, clearly beaten for size and strength between these two men. Aiden goes for the speed approach and as Scar charges his bulky figure towards the Hooligan, Aiden uses the ropes to gain momentum and commando roll parralel to him before jumping to his feet and sweeping Scar's leg. Scar loses his balance from this maneuver and goes to ground, hitting hard against the mat while Aiden prepares for his next challenge. The Milwaukee Man doesn't know anything about his opponent and, not having seen him in action doesn't know what will be effective and what won't be. The two begin to circle around, Aiden paying close attention to the unknown man's footwork. Andrews notices he can easily catch this giant unablanced as he is constantly crossing his feet, as he find a perfect position and the two are close, Aiden dives backwards onto the top turnbuckle with an athletic leap, taking but a second to gather his balance he jumps off and attempts to hit a crossbody, once more the new-comer is caught off-guard but as he begins to go to ground with Aiden on top of him he turns mid-air, crushing Andrews into the mat under his bulky frame.

Wow who is this mysterious fellow, good on the spot thinking there.

Wow what a bore, two guys with nice strong bodies, but wearing masks and then an unattractive stoner.

You have a lot of problems.

Scar had witnessed the well executed counter and was now ready to go. Stomping on the mat as Liam's replacement looks on, his expression hidden by the blank mask. Scar is too eager and as always make the first move, running towards the replacement, but on the short trek his ankle is grabbed and he finds himself once again losing his balance, Aiden had grabbed on and tugged, as he is lifting himself to his feet he witnesses the masked man plant one of his boots into the Masked Marauder's face, repeating this as Scar yells in agony each time. The onslaught stops abruptly and the large man's attention is turned to the Hooligan. Slowly edging closer to him with a steady pace as Aiden backs away at an equal speed. Aiden breaks out into a run and uses the ropes to give him momentum, diving forwards at the man with his elbow ready for a connection. It hits but a bit lower than anticipated, Aiden's elbow bounces off the mysterious man's chest and he shrugs it off, out-stretching his hand and grabbing the Milwaukee Resident's throat.

Say goodbye Aiden!

Every time I petition for a new partner, I'm shrugged off saying you bring a new element to the commentary. I'm starting to think shooting you might just be easier.

And you said I had problems. Bit of an attitude eh Jimmy?

Aiden scrapes his fingers frantically across of the masked man's hand, to no avail. Aiden stops this approach and as he is lifted, he kicks his feet forward, he manages to get a slight love-top against the man's stomach but this does nothing and Aiden realises his fate, but he is being held in the air for quite some time, as if he was being hanged and the masked man's hand was the noose. The Psychotic Giant wanders over and latches his hand around Aiden's neck too, it seems that this is what the other giant had been waiting for. The masked men look at each other and nod. Liam's replacement brings his arm down but Scar has other plans, letting go as Aiden is forced down into the mat. The Texan meanwhile sends his boot, right into the masked man's stomach immediately after the chokeslam had been completed. Scar doesn't hesitate and forcefully places the man's head between his legs, wrapping his arms around the winded man's waist and lifting upwards. The Crimson Devil misjudged the man's weight and his own body weight was positioned incorrectly. Scar topples forwards, sending the man's head into the ground, but falling awkwardly onto his knees in the process.

What was that?

I think he attempted a powerbomb, but it was too awkward and sort of fell into a failed piledriver.

Well whatever it was, it looked stupid.