Post by Jman2k3 on Jul 8, 2018 22:56:19 GMT
The action cuts backstage where the camera focuses in on the door leading into the office of the GOD of HOW himself. We see the cameraman’s hand reach out and knock and we quickly hear Lee yelling at him to enter.
Lee Best: About fucking time there homie. Get your ass over here…
The cameraman hustles into position as Lee smirks into the camera.
Lee Best: Apologies for that..usually we have a commercial or some bullshit to set things up….but…there is no time tonight for that. I am on cloud fucking nine and there is NOTHING or NO ONE that is going to be bringing me down.
Smiling Lee bends down and picks up a black bag and sets it on his desk. The camera focuses in on the bag and we see a small puddle of blood forming under it.
Lee unzips the bag and reaches in and pulls out the World Championship…covered in blood.
Lee Best: As most of you can guess, I found this in the darkness, and nothing more needs to be said about this really…..but to make everything official…..the man that held this championship and his wife are no longer with the company and they can remain in the darkness for all I care or they might pop up elsewhere….literally no sweat off my back. They made their decisions and felt like they didnt need to tell anyone. Thats on them. Two PPV’s in a row. No texts, no calls, no messages. It is what it is.
Lee can only shrug as he puts the World Title back in the bag.
Lee Best: I was lucky enough to have a backup in plan in place and honestly I thought it would be more for my Son……but tonight my Son has the chance to redeem all his glory by going out there in the Main Event and defeating the Lonesome Loser in their Falls Count Anywhere Match and bringing the World Title back to The Best Alliance……and when he does….boy oh boy do I have some surprises for him.
Lee smiles….and smiles some more.
Lee Best: Ok…so with that said…..everyone gets it right? The mini tournament is now a one match dealio for the World Title and the two time no showers are gone? Good? Now get the fuck outta here…I have a few meetings lined up…
The cameraman turns to leave and as he does we come face to face with two people.
Farthington and Dickwood.
Lee Best: TURN THAT FUCKING CAMERA OFF!!!
With that the camera goes black and we cut back live to the announcers.
Back from the quick advert we go straight back to the HOF Announce team.
Joe Hoffman: Welcome back folks and we have just gotten word that it will be TRENT who will be returning to High Octane Wrestling in 2016 to compete in the Rob Michaels Invitational and quite frankly that is a heartwarming story as Trent has a ton of history with Rob Michaels.
Benny Newell: Even I dont have anything douchebaggery to say here…..its going to be a great time paying homage to the great late Rob Michaels.
Joe Hoffman: Yes indeed Benny….but before we get there…..its now time for the Main Event where Michael Lee Best and Scott Stevens will be competing for the once again vacant World Championship.
Benny Newell: Two Pay Per Views in a row that douchebag and his wife did that shit. Fuck it….like Lee I am ready to move on from that fucker and its obvious that the total lack of respect they shown on the way out will be how they are fucking remembered.
Joe Hoffman: Hard to argue that point….but it is what it is……lets go to Bryan McVay and the start of the match.
But before Bryan McVay can say anything “Back in Black” hits the PA system and the crowd stands as one as the GOD of HOW makes his way out to the top of the ramp….and he is not alone.
As Lee takes his place at the center of the stage the spots to the right and left of him fill in as LSD Champion Ryan McKenna, Cecilworth Farthington, Dirk Dickwood, Maximillian Kael, and Julliet Brooks all take their places next to the Creator.
Lee Best: Minus my SON who is about to win the World Title….. Ladies and germs I proudly present to you the 2016 version of The Best Alliance!!!!
The crowd cheers loudly for the hometown demi god in Lee Best and the full return of his stable.
Joe Hoffman: I never get over the fact that Lee always seems to get cheered here in Chicago after the years and years of vile stuff he has done over the years.
Benny Newell: It is his town Joe…always has been. I still have an erection over the fact that Brooks is signed to a full time deal here in HOW.
Joe Hoffman: One of many surprises that is for sure here tonight.
The announcers are cut off as Lee continues.
Lee Best: Now before my SON comes out here I want to announce a final surprise if you will….the Main Event…..it has already started and it started awhile ago…..
Lee starts laughing as does the rest of The Best Alliance as the HOV comes to life and we see exactly what they were laughing about.
A bloody Scott Stevens is lying against a brick wall completely covered in blood. Sitting in a chair across from the prone body is Michael Lee Best and the Son’s hands are covered in blood….and its not his own.
Lee Best: You see folks…there were supposed to be TWO matches with TWO winners who would face off in tonight’s main event but obviously that did not happen…so instead and because I am ALWAYS on time with my shit….ahem…..the Falls Count Anywhere match started a little bit ago as my sons and others were visiting me in my office. What you see on the screen is what Michael has been doing during the last advert……taking advantage of the situation.
The HOV then goes black and all focus is back on Lee.
Lee Best: You see there is no way I am heading into 2016 with Scott Stevens as my World Champion. I do not care what anyone wants or seems to think is the right thing to do. Stevens will be better for what is happening to him tonight. He is merely the first in a long line of many who are going to feel the wrath of my new Alliance and tonight sadly for him he is the first example.
The crowd is buzzing as its apparent that tonights Main Event will not be your normal Main Event.
Lee Best: Now before me and the rest of my squad here head off to watch Michael finish the job and put Stevens down……I will show you the how of what went down.
As The Best Alliance heads back to the back the HOV comes alive again and we see now what exactly went down.
Scott Stevens walks out of his dressing room to go to the trainers to get taped up before his big match tonight and we see him immediately bump into Nigel Lette.
Scott Stevens: What out Ni—-
Nigel Lette: What? What the fuck were you about to say? Were you about to call me Ni—
Scott Stevens: Nigel…I was about to call you Nigel…..you dumb Ni—
WHACK
Stevens goes down hard to the ground as we see Julliet Brooks standing over him…smiling ear to ear…holding a steel chair.
Nigel Lette: What are you doing here?
Julliet Brooks: I was the one Lee told you about earlier…..now do your job.
Nigel Lette: NOW?
Brooks just nods as Nigel looks around and nods in agreement.
Nigel Lette: The Falls Count Anywhere Match for the World Championship is now underway!!
With that official proclamation, Brooks brings the chair up above her head and slams it down again on Stevens……and again…..and again…..
“Hold on”
When then see Lee come around the corner.
Lee Best: Lets go….I need to introduce you to the rest of the guys….in the meantime I got another guy to keep Stevens company for a little while..
Lee puts his arm around Brooks and the two head off to his office and as the camera watches them disappear into his office, it turns back towards Nigel and the prone Stevens and we see another figure come out from around the corner.
He then grabs Stevens by the leg and begins to drag the man away….but before he does we see his face and we know that Stevens is in a whole bunch of trouble.
The man is none other than Shocker.
The HOV goes black again and then comes back on as we are now live and we are now somewhere in the depths of The Best Arena and we now see that Michael is not alone….Shocker is standing behind and to the right of him.
As the hard cameraman gets into place we see the true nature of the beat down Stevens has taken. His face is three shades of crimson and a bump over this left shoulder indicates a probable dislocation.
But the man is still conscious and is slowly using the concrete wall to drag himself up to his feet.
Mike just smirks as he watches the man rise up in front of him.
Michael Lee Best: You know tonight is one of those nights that you will never forget Scott. My Father and I owe each other a lot due to all the bullshit that has happened this past year….and who knows what will happen after tonight but one thing I can promise you is this…..You are not walking or even crawling out of here tonight…..not a fucking chance.
Stevens, now standing on his own two feet, spits a blood filled loogie at the Son, which lands on the forehead of Best.
Mike wipes it off his face and motions for Shocker to move forward.
Stevens takes a step forward but is quickly knocked backwards with a powerful right hand from the former Marine and longtime Lee Best mercenary.
Scott’s body loses the battle against the cold bricks and he once again slumps over but before he can fall to the concrete floor, Shocker grabs him by the throat and literally lifts him up off the ground.
He holds him there until blood begins to bubble from the mouth of Stevens and after a quick look back at Michael, who nods, Shocker proceeds to toss the Texan several feet to the side, sending him sliding and gasping for air across the concrete floor….stopping at the feet of another man.
Michael Lee Best: Ah there you are my friend…..
Best stands and walks, in step with Shocker, towards Stevens and the man…..who immediately embraces Michael and then shakes the hand of Shocker.
Michael Lee Best: Shocker……my fathers mercenary……meet my quote un quote friend…..Durango.
The two imposing physical specimens nod in another show of respect as the three men look over at Stevens who is crawling towards the wall….to once again bring himself to his feet.
Michael Lee Best: NIGEL? Where the fuck are…….FUCK!!!!
Nigel Lette, the referee for this match, steps out of the shadows and literally is standing next to Michael.
Nigel Lette: What I have been here this whole time.
The wheels are turning in Best’s head but he thinks better of it and chalks it up to being too easy.
Michael Lee Best: Just make sure you are ready to make the count when I am ready…..boys…..lets finish this Texan.
The three men, along with Nigel, stalk the crawling Stevens and as the Texan reaches the wall once again, Mike motions for the two big boys to hold on as he sizes up Stevens as he turns towards his attackers.
CRACK
Michael executes a perfect Besterectomy by driving his right foot directly into the mouth of Stevens. The sound of boot meeting mouth and then head hitting the brick wall is horrific and even causes the cameraman to cringe as the feed becomes unstable for a few minutes.
Now it is Michael’s turn as the Son slowly drops a loogie, as if he was the big brother torturing the younger sibling, down onto the face of the prone Stevens.
Michael Lee Best: Like I said man……..you are not walking or crawling out of here…..not fucking tonight. Grab his ass.
Durango and Shocker both grab an arm and the two men begin to drag Stevens away as Michael leads them to another location.
The HOV goes black and we cut back to the announce team as the crowd is buzzing about what is going on.
Joe Hoffman: Well it is obvious that Lee and his Best Alliance are no longer messing around.
Benny Newell: Fucking around. They are not fucking around….not anymore. I for one am so fucking glad to see Lee not giving two fucks anymore. Who gives a fuck about who tweets what…who says what on some gay ass podcast…..the only thing that matters is what goes on here……here in High Octane fucking Wrestling. Fuck the rest.
Joe Hoffman: I hate to admit it….but I have to agree with you…..wait what is this??
Slowly several people begin walking out from the back and down the entrance ramp.
Joe Hoffman: Well here we go…..The EPU is making their way out….this is not good.
The EPU agents surround the ring and as they do we see Nigel Lette come racing out from the back and slides into the ring.
Suddenly the HOV comes back to life and instead of seeing Michael we see the Father…
Lee Best: Now before Michael drags that Lonesome Loser down to the ring I need something to happen……EPU….REMOVE YOUR FUCKING HELMETS!!! I WILL NOT HAVE ANY SURPRISES!!!
One by one we see the EPU agents slowly removing their helmets.
Joe Hoffman: Lee is obviously making sure there are not 20 Chris Kostoff’s disguised as EPU agents here.
Benny Newell: Duh. This is why he is the genius.
As all the agents are removed and we see no HOW wrestlers among them, satisfied, Lee smiles.
Lee Best: Thank you……..Son….the floor is yours!!!
With that the HOV goes black again and this time we see Michael exit the gorilla position and begins to makes his way down to the ring as Durango and Shocker follow suit……dragging the body of Scott Stevens behind them.
As they make their way down the steel ramp and towards the ring we get an overhead view showing a trail of blood that they are leaving behind them…courtesy of Scott Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: You know I just do not see how Scott Stevens could even come back and actually win this match….I mean seriously. Why not just call it?
Benny Newell: I have my sources who believe that Stevens has yet to fully pay for his Control V efforts earlier this year…..especially from Lee. I would not be surprised to see that tonight is the ultimate example making that we have come to see from Lee in years past….what is fucking old is fucking new again Joe.
Joe Hoffman: It is hard to argue that…it really is.
The crowd is quiet as we see Durango and Shocker roll Stevens into the ring as Michael uses the ring steps to enter the ring. As he does the EPU complete the circle around the ring and now there literally is no way into or out of the ringside area without having to go thru almost 30 EPU agents.
Joe Hoffman: Just end it Mike. Seriously. Everyone already knows the outcome of this.
Benny Newell: There is no swerve to come Joe…there is no surprise element that will help Stevens here….he will have to just nut up and accept the fact that no matter if he worked 2.5 times harder than Mike in preparation for this match…..it’s the quality and not the quantity of the work…..Stevens will fucking have to accept this or commit fully to working in UTAH.
Joe Hoffman: Yet again…..and sadly this time…..I agree.
To reinforce these points Mike nails Stevens with his Besticular Cancer kick to the groin just as Stevens had staggered up to his feet with the help of the ropes.
Joe Hoffman: Well there is no rules here in a Falls Count Anywhere match and quite frankly I would not expect anything less from the Son of Lee Best.
Mike bounces back and forth on his feet as if he sending a tribute to the Bork Laser menu on HOWrestling.com….waiting…..as Stevens SLOWLY climbs back to his feet once again.
As he reaches his knees via the second rope, Michael smiles and quickly climbs the nearest turnbuckle and positions himself on the top rope and with a final smirk jumps off and nails Stevens with his Hall of Fameasser from the top rope.
Joe Hoffman: Just pin the man already….just pin him!!!
As if on cue the crowd turns their attention to the entrance ramp as we see Lee Best and the rest of his Best Alliance make their way to the top of the ramp once again…….and they stop and stare down at the ring as Michael looks back at them.
Joe Hoffman: Now what???!!!!
Lee is once again flanked by McKenna, Max, Brooks, Farthington and Dickwood. This time however Lee and his Alliance are just watching……for now.
Michael, looks almost unsure of himself, as he turns his attention back to Stevens……but then stops as even Durango and Shocker are now heading up the ramp and towards the rest of the Alliance.
Joe Hoffman: I have no idea what is going on here but there is a part of me that maybe Michael is also unsure of Lee’s intentions here.
Benny Newell: Would not shock me that maybe Michael owes Lee as well…considering that most of 2015 was spent with Michael destroying Lee verbally every chance he could while he was working in UTAH.
Joe Hoffman: Makes a lot of sense Benny…..a lot.
With one eye on his Father and the Alliance, Michael turns back towards Stevens, who for what seems as the millionth time tonight, has pulled himself up to his feet with the help of the ropes and is now standing and leaning in the corner against the turnbuckles.
Michael charges Stevens and is met with a desperation back elbow that sends Michael back to the middle of the ring, holding his jaw.
Stevens rides the top rope to the middle of the ropes as he tries to right himself. Mike turns and sees him and charges and is met with a perfectly executed desperation belly to belly suplex from Stevens that sees the Son of GOD sent over the top rope and towards the arena floor……except he doesn’t hit the floor.
Instead he is caught by the EPU agents and they place him gently on the ground.
A smiling Michael Best looks up at a pissed off crimson masked Stevens and promptly pulls the legs out from under the Texan and attempts to drag him out of the ring but Stevens is able to kick him off and quickly pushes himself back into the middle of the ring.
Joe Hoffman: Smart move there by Stevens…there is no way he wants the action to spill out of the ring. He HAS to find a second wind here and KEEP the action in the ring….although that might not matter with the whole Best Alliance to deal with.
Michael quickly slides into the ring as Stevens continues to slide backwards to the ropes behind him. He pulls himself up just has Michael reaches him and Stevens is able to duck under a full running clothesline from Michael who goes flying over the top rope as we see Stevens also was able to pull down the top rope as he ducked.
Once again Michael does not hit the floor however…..the EPU catches him and gently place him on his feet.
This time, Michael nods his head in frustration, as he walks over to the steel ring steps and slowly reenters the ring as Stevens, seemingly getting his second wind, is now finally in the center of the ring, standing and calling for Michael to come fight.
Joe Hoffman: There is that second wind I was talking about!!!
Michael, not literally giving two fucks, charges Stevens who catches him with a kick to the gut and then goes for his Toxic Sting diamond cutter finisher and nails it.
Stevens covers…
Joe Hoffman: Toxic Sting outta nowhere!!!
Benny Newell: Fuck the gifs that will explode on the net now cause of this..
Nigel looks up at Lee at the top of the ramp…..Lee nods in approval…..and Nigel begins the count.
1…….
KICKOUT.
Joe Hoffman: Wow……Mike just kicked out of Stevens’ finisher after only a one count. Even though he has taken literally no damage tonight so far that is still shocking….
Back at the top of the ramp Lee smiles as the rest of the Alliance seem relieved.
Back inside the ring Stevens rubs dried blood from his eyes and pounds the canvas in frustration as he brings Michael back to his feet once again and proceeds to whip him into the ropes…..
Stevens misses a clothesline as Michael drops down and bounces off the far ropes…..
Michael stops short as Stevens ducks down for a back body drop attempt and the Son promptly locks in his Trigger Warning cross Rhodes finisher……
But Stevens spins out of it and falls down to his knees and promptly leaps up at his surprised opponent and nails him again with a Toxic Sting.
Again Nigel looks up at Lee…who nods again…..before beginning the count as Stevens covers Michael.
1………………………….
2…………………………….
KICKOUT!!
Joe Hoffman: That was close….Stevens ALMOST pulled off the impossible there.
Stevens falls to his back and looks up at the lights in complete frustration and exhaustion. The whole Best Arena is buzzing as the two men lay prone in the center of the ring….a ring still surrounded by the EPU.
Slowly both men begin to get to their feet…Stevens is up first…..and he staggers back to the corner as he watches and lines up Best….who is up on one knee.
Michael staggers to his feet and turns around to meet a running knee from Stevens that spins Michael around and down to the ground.
Stevens is feeling it and begins to bounce up and down…..BEGGING….Michael to get to his feet for one more Toxic Sting.
Suddenly the EPU agents begin to rush the ring.
Joe Hoffman: Here we go!!!
Stevens meets the first one with a Toxic Sting!!!!
ANOTHER TOXIC STING
ANOTHER TOXIC STING
ANOTHER TOXIC STING
The crowd is going absolutely apeshit as Stevens literally nails a Toxic Sting on every EPU agent and he screams out in a primal scream as he watches the last of them slowly roll out of the ring.
There is a huge overhead shot from the coyote camera showing the ring now surrounded by downed EPU Agents.
Stevens turns towards Lee Best who is only smirking at Stevens…..and then he points at Stevens….well not at him….but behind him.
It is then that Stevens realizes that while he was nailing his finisher on the whole EPU as they entered the ring in staggered groups…that the whole time Michael was regaining his composure and is now standing behind him.
Stevens slowly turns and is met with a vicious kick to the balls that sends him down to his knees where Michael goes all the way back to grandmas house and slaps the Texas out of Stevens.
Michael then pulls Stevens up by his hair and begins trash talking him while a pure look of agony looks back at him.
Then Michael begins smiling and because he is Michael……holds Stevens head up by the mans hair…while slowly pulling down his tights with his right hand.
Joe Hoffman: Um……….ya…..this…….ya….
Benny Newell: Please….let me see this…please…..please…please….
The women in the Best Arena go apeshit as the bare ass of the Son of Lee Best is now visible and a few seconds later so his is divine shaft and balls.
Michael plays to the crowd as at the top of the ramp Lee can only shake his head.
The Son then shoves Stevens head into his groin and does his best Rick Rude impression before facepalming Stevens to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: I have seen things while here in HOW…..but…..
There is no comment from Benny as he is now a Randy Marsh meme.
Now that Michael has degraded Stevens he is now set on finishing the man.
BOOM
Instead Stevens nails a desperation Toxic Sting and both men are now lying on the mat…not moving.
The coyote cam shows Michael face down and ass up as we see Stevens slowly cover Michael.
Nigel looks up to the ramp once again for Lee but this time there is no Lee….the GOD of HOW and the Alliance have walked to the back.
Seeing no other option Nigel begins the count….
1……………………………….
2………………………………………………………..
KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The crowd erupts as Michael kicks out……….
Stevens quickly locks in his sharpshooter finisher The Arachnophobia…ignoring the fact that the Divine Shaft is still out……
Michael can barely struggle out of the move after taking three Toxic Stings.
Stevens screams out for Michael to tap and as he looks out he sees that the Best Alliance are storming out from the back….fully realizing that Michael did not finish the match when he could have…
Stevens screams again and leans back with all his might……..and Nigel Lette signals for the bell as Michael has completely passed out……and not the first or last time with his pants down.
Bryan McVay: WINNER OF THE MATCH AND NEEEEEEEWWWW HIGH OCTANE WORLD CHAMPION………..SCOTT STEEEVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEENNNNNNSSSSSS!!!
Before Stevens can even get to his feet after releasing the hold he is met with a viscious chair shot from Julliet Brooks.
WHACK
WHACK
WHACK
Brooks and the rest of the Best Alliance begin to destroy Stevens as we see Lee slowly walking down the ramp towards the ring.
The GOD of HOW enters the ring and motions for Max to help his brother up and to pull his fucking pants back up.
With Farthington and McKenna holding an arm…..Lee reaches into his pocket and the crowd gasps as we see the infamous Bottom Line pen emerge.
Without wasting any movement….Lee brings the pen at the new World Champion….and drives it deep into the man’s right eye….left eye if you are looking at his poser…ahem…..and Stevens falls backward….his body going completely out from shock.
The Best Alliance stand over the new World Champion as we finally fade to black for ICONIC.
Lee Best: About fucking time there homie. Get your ass over here…
The cameraman hustles into position as Lee smirks into the camera.
Lee Best: Apologies for that..usually we have a commercial or some bullshit to set things up….but…there is no time tonight for that. I am on cloud fucking nine and there is NOTHING or NO ONE that is going to be bringing me down.
Smiling Lee bends down and picks up a black bag and sets it on his desk. The camera focuses in on the bag and we see a small puddle of blood forming under it.
Lee unzips the bag and reaches in and pulls out the World Championship…covered in blood.
Lee Best: As most of you can guess, I found this in the darkness, and nothing more needs to be said about this really…..but to make everything official…..the man that held this championship and his wife are no longer with the company and they can remain in the darkness for all I care or they might pop up elsewhere….literally no sweat off my back. They made their decisions and felt like they didnt need to tell anyone. Thats on them. Two PPV’s in a row. No texts, no calls, no messages. It is what it is.
Lee can only shrug as he puts the World Title back in the bag.
Lee Best: I was lucky enough to have a backup in plan in place and honestly I thought it would be more for my Son……but tonight my Son has the chance to redeem all his glory by going out there in the Main Event and defeating the Lonesome Loser in their Falls Count Anywhere Match and bringing the World Title back to The Best Alliance……and when he does….boy oh boy do I have some surprises for him.
Lee smiles….and smiles some more.
Lee Best: Ok…so with that said…..everyone gets it right? The mini tournament is now a one match dealio for the World Title and the two time no showers are gone? Good? Now get the fuck outta here…I have a few meetings lined up…
The cameraman turns to leave and as he does we come face to face with two people.
Farthington and Dickwood.
Lee Best: TURN THAT FUCKING CAMERA OFF!!!
With that the camera goes black and we cut back live to the announcers.
Back from the quick advert we go straight back to the HOF Announce team.
Joe Hoffman: Welcome back folks and we have just gotten word that it will be TRENT who will be returning to High Octane Wrestling in 2016 to compete in the Rob Michaels Invitational and quite frankly that is a heartwarming story as Trent has a ton of history with Rob Michaels.
Benny Newell: Even I dont have anything douchebaggery to say here…..its going to be a great time paying homage to the great late Rob Michaels.
Joe Hoffman: Yes indeed Benny….but before we get there…..its now time for the Main Event where Michael Lee Best and Scott Stevens will be competing for the once again vacant World Championship.
Benny Newell: Two Pay Per Views in a row that douchebag and his wife did that shit. Fuck it….like Lee I am ready to move on from that fucker and its obvious that the total lack of respect they shown on the way out will be how they are fucking remembered.
Joe Hoffman: Hard to argue that point….but it is what it is……lets go to Bryan McVay and the start of the match.
But before Bryan McVay can say anything “Back in Black” hits the PA system and the crowd stands as one as the GOD of HOW makes his way out to the top of the ramp….and he is not alone.
As Lee takes his place at the center of the stage the spots to the right and left of him fill in as LSD Champion Ryan McKenna, Cecilworth Farthington, Dirk Dickwood, Maximillian Kael, and Julliet Brooks all take their places next to the Creator.
Lee Best: Minus my SON who is about to win the World Title….. Ladies and germs I proudly present to you the 2016 version of The Best Alliance!!!!
The crowd cheers loudly for the hometown demi god in Lee Best and the full return of his stable.
Joe Hoffman: I never get over the fact that Lee always seems to get cheered here in Chicago after the years and years of vile stuff he has done over the years.
Benny Newell: It is his town Joe…always has been. I still have an erection over the fact that Brooks is signed to a full time deal here in HOW.
Joe Hoffman: One of many surprises that is for sure here tonight.
The announcers are cut off as Lee continues.
Lee Best: Now before my SON comes out here I want to announce a final surprise if you will….the Main Event…..it has already started and it started awhile ago…..
Lee starts laughing as does the rest of The Best Alliance as the HOV comes to life and we see exactly what they were laughing about.
A bloody Scott Stevens is lying against a brick wall completely covered in blood. Sitting in a chair across from the prone body is Michael Lee Best and the Son’s hands are covered in blood….and its not his own.
Lee Best: You see folks…there were supposed to be TWO matches with TWO winners who would face off in tonight’s main event but obviously that did not happen…so instead and because I am ALWAYS on time with my shit….ahem…..the Falls Count Anywhere match started a little bit ago as my sons and others were visiting me in my office. What you see on the screen is what Michael has been doing during the last advert……taking advantage of the situation.
The HOV then goes black and all focus is back on Lee.
Lee Best: You see there is no way I am heading into 2016 with Scott Stevens as my World Champion. I do not care what anyone wants or seems to think is the right thing to do. Stevens will be better for what is happening to him tonight. He is merely the first in a long line of many who are going to feel the wrath of my new Alliance and tonight sadly for him he is the first example.
The crowd is buzzing as its apparent that tonights Main Event will not be your normal Main Event.
Lee Best: Now before me and the rest of my squad here head off to watch Michael finish the job and put Stevens down……I will show you the how of what went down.
As The Best Alliance heads back to the back the HOV comes alive again and we see now what exactly went down.
Scott Stevens walks out of his dressing room to go to the trainers to get taped up before his big match tonight and we see him immediately bump into Nigel Lette.
Scott Stevens: What out Ni—-
Nigel Lette: What? What the fuck were you about to say? Were you about to call me Ni—
Scott Stevens: Nigel…I was about to call you Nigel…..you dumb Ni—
WHACK
Stevens goes down hard to the ground as we see Julliet Brooks standing over him…smiling ear to ear…holding a steel chair.
Nigel Lette: What are you doing here?
Julliet Brooks: I was the one Lee told you about earlier…..now do your job.
Nigel Lette: NOW?
Brooks just nods as Nigel looks around and nods in agreement.
Nigel Lette: The Falls Count Anywhere Match for the World Championship is now underway!!
With that official proclamation, Brooks brings the chair up above her head and slams it down again on Stevens……and again…..and again…..
“Hold on”
When then see Lee come around the corner.
Lee Best: Lets go….I need to introduce you to the rest of the guys….in the meantime I got another guy to keep Stevens company for a little while..
Lee puts his arm around Brooks and the two head off to his office and as the camera watches them disappear into his office, it turns back towards Nigel and the prone Stevens and we see another figure come out from around the corner.
He then grabs Stevens by the leg and begins to drag the man away….but before he does we see his face and we know that Stevens is in a whole bunch of trouble.
The man is none other than Shocker.
The HOV goes black again and then comes back on as we are now live and we are now somewhere in the depths of The Best Arena and we now see that Michael is not alone….Shocker is standing behind and to the right of him.
As the hard cameraman gets into place we see the true nature of the beat down Stevens has taken. His face is three shades of crimson and a bump over this left shoulder indicates a probable dislocation.
But the man is still conscious and is slowly using the concrete wall to drag himself up to his feet.
Mike just smirks as he watches the man rise up in front of him.
Michael Lee Best: You know tonight is one of those nights that you will never forget Scott. My Father and I owe each other a lot due to all the bullshit that has happened this past year….and who knows what will happen after tonight but one thing I can promise you is this…..You are not walking or even crawling out of here tonight…..not a fucking chance.
Stevens, now standing on his own two feet, spits a blood filled loogie at the Son, which lands on the forehead of Best.
Mike wipes it off his face and motions for Shocker to move forward.
Stevens takes a step forward but is quickly knocked backwards with a powerful right hand from the former Marine and longtime Lee Best mercenary.
Scott’s body loses the battle against the cold bricks and he once again slumps over but before he can fall to the concrete floor, Shocker grabs him by the throat and literally lifts him up off the ground.
He holds him there until blood begins to bubble from the mouth of Stevens and after a quick look back at Michael, who nods, Shocker proceeds to toss the Texan several feet to the side, sending him sliding and gasping for air across the concrete floor….stopping at the feet of another man.
Michael Lee Best: Ah there you are my friend…..
Best stands and walks, in step with Shocker, towards Stevens and the man…..who immediately embraces Michael and then shakes the hand of Shocker.
Michael Lee Best: Shocker……my fathers mercenary……meet my quote un quote friend…..Durango.
The two imposing physical specimens nod in another show of respect as the three men look over at Stevens who is crawling towards the wall….to once again bring himself to his feet.
Michael Lee Best: NIGEL? Where the fuck are…….FUCK!!!!
Nigel Lette, the referee for this match, steps out of the shadows and literally is standing next to Michael.
Nigel Lette: What I have been here this whole time.
The wheels are turning in Best’s head but he thinks better of it and chalks it up to being too easy.
Michael Lee Best: Just make sure you are ready to make the count when I am ready…..boys…..lets finish this Texan.
The three men, along with Nigel, stalk the crawling Stevens and as the Texan reaches the wall once again, Mike motions for the two big boys to hold on as he sizes up Stevens as he turns towards his attackers.
CRACK
Michael executes a perfect Besterectomy by driving his right foot directly into the mouth of Stevens. The sound of boot meeting mouth and then head hitting the brick wall is horrific and even causes the cameraman to cringe as the feed becomes unstable for a few minutes.
Now it is Michael’s turn as the Son slowly drops a loogie, as if he was the big brother torturing the younger sibling, down onto the face of the prone Stevens.
Michael Lee Best: Like I said man……..you are not walking or crawling out of here…..not fucking tonight. Grab his ass.
Durango and Shocker both grab an arm and the two men begin to drag Stevens away as Michael leads them to another location.
The HOV goes black and we cut back to the announce team as the crowd is buzzing about what is going on.
Joe Hoffman: Well it is obvious that Lee and his Best Alliance are no longer messing around.
Benny Newell: Fucking around. They are not fucking around….not anymore. I for one am so fucking glad to see Lee not giving two fucks anymore. Who gives a fuck about who tweets what…who says what on some gay ass podcast…..the only thing that matters is what goes on here……here in High Octane fucking Wrestling. Fuck the rest.
Joe Hoffman: I hate to admit it….but I have to agree with you…..wait what is this??
Slowly several people begin walking out from the back and down the entrance ramp.
Joe Hoffman: Well here we go…..The EPU is making their way out….this is not good.
The EPU agents surround the ring and as they do we see Nigel Lette come racing out from the back and slides into the ring.
Suddenly the HOV comes back to life and instead of seeing Michael we see the Father…
Lee Best: Now before Michael drags that Lonesome Loser down to the ring I need something to happen……EPU….REMOVE YOUR FUCKING HELMETS!!! I WILL NOT HAVE ANY SURPRISES!!!
One by one we see the EPU agents slowly removing their helmets.
Joe Hoffman: Lee is obviously making sure there are not 20 Chris Kostoff’s disguised as EPU agents here.
Benny Newell: Duh. This is why he is the genius.
As all the agents are removed and we see no HOW wrestlers among them, satisfied, Lee smiles.
Lee Best: Thank you……..Son….the floor is yours!!!
With that the HOV goes black again and this time we see Michael exit the gorilla position and begins to makes his way down to the ring as Durango and Shocker follow suit……dragging the body of Scott Stevens behind them.
As they make their way down the steel ramp and towards the ring we get an overhead view showing a trail of blood that they are leaving behind them…courtesy of Scott Stevens.
Joe Hoffman: You know I just do not see how Scott Stevens could even come back and actually win this match….I mean seriously. Why not just call it?
Benny Newell: I have my sources who believe that Stevens has yet to fully pay for his Control V efforts earlier this year…..especially from Lee. I would not be surprised to see that tonight is the ultimate example making that we have come to see from Lee in years past….what is fucking old is fucking new again Joe.
Joe Hoffman: It is hard to argue that…it really is.
The crowd is quiet as we see Durango and Shocker roll Stevens into the ring as Michael uses the ring steps to enter the ring. As he does the EPU complete the circle around the ring and now there literally is no way into or out of the ringside area without having to go thru almost 30 EPU agents.
Joe Hoffman: Just end it Mike. Seriously. Everyone already knows the outcome of this.
Benny Newell: There is no swerve to come Joe…there is no surprise element that will help Stevens here….he will have to just nut up and accept the fact that no matter if he worked 2.5 times harder than Mike in preparation for this match…..it’s the quality and not the quantity of the work…..Stevens will fucking have to accept this or commit fully to working in UTAH.
Joe Hoffman: Yet again…..and sadly this time…..I agree.
To reinforce these points Mike nails Stevens with his Besticular Cancer kick to the groin just as Stevens had staggered up to his feet with the help of the ropes.
Joe Hoffman: Well there is no rules here in a Falls Count Anywhere match and quite frankly I would not expect anything less from the Son of Lee Best.
Mike bounces back and forth on his feet as if he sending a tribute to the Bork Laser menu on HOWrestling.com….waiting…..as Stevens SLOWLY climbs back to his feet once again.
As he reaches his knees via the second rope, Michael smiles and quickly climbs the nearest turnbuckle and positions himself on the top rope and with a final smirk jumps off and nails Stevens with his Hall of Fameasser from the top rope.
Joe Hoffman: Just pin the man already….just pin him!!!
As if on cue the crowd turns their attention to the entrance ramp as we see Lee Best and the rest of his Best Alliance make their way to the top of the ramp once again…….and they stop and stare down at the ring as Michael looks back at them.
Joe Hoffman: Now what???!!!!
Lee is once again flanked by McKenna, Max, Brooks, Farthington and Dickwood. This time however Lee and his Alliance are just watching……for now.
Michael, looks almost unsure of himself, as he turns his attention back to Stevens……but then stops as even Durango and Shocker are now heading up the ramp and towards the rest of the Alliance.
Joe Hoffman: I have no idea what is going on here but there is a part of me that maybe Michael is also unsure of Lee’s intentions here.
Benny Newell: Would not shock me that maybe Michael owes Lee as well…considering that most of 2015 was spent with Michael destroying Lee verbally every chance he could while he was working in UTAH.
Joe Hoffman: Makes a lot of sense Benny…..a lot.
With one eye on his Father and the Alliance, Michael turns back towards Stevens, who for what seems as the millionth time tonight, has pulled himself up to his feet with the help of the ropes and is now standing and leaning in the corner against the turnbuckles.
Michael charges Stevens and is met with a desperation back elbow that sends Michael back to the middle of the ring, holding his jaw.
Stevens rides the top rope to the middle of the ropes as he tries to right himself. Mike turns and sees him and charges and is met with a perfectly executed desperation belly to belly suplex from Stevens that sees the Son of GOD sent over the top rope and towards the arena floor……except he doesn’t hit the floor.
Instead he is caught by the EPU agents and they place him gently on the ground.
A smiling Michael Best looks up at a pissed off crimson masked Stevens and promptly pulls the legs out from under the Texan and attempts to drag him out of the ring but Stevens is able to kick him off and quickly pushes himself back into the middle of the ring.
Joe Hoffman: Smart move there by Stevens…there is no way he wants the action to spill out of the ring. He HAS to find a second wind here and KEEP the action in the ring….although that might not matter with the whole Best Alliance to deal with.
Michael quickly slides into the ring as Stevens continues to slide backwards to the ropes behind him. He pulls himself up just has Michael reaches him and Stevens is able to duck under a full running clothesline from Michael who goes flying over the top rope as we see Stevens also was able to pull down the top rope as he ducked.
Once again Michael does not hit the floor however…..the EPU catches him and gently place him on his feet.
This time, Michael nods his head in frustration, as he walks over to the steel ring steps and slowly reenters the ring as Stevens, seemingly getting his second wind, is now finally in the center of the ring, standing and calling for Michael to come fight.
Joe Hoffman: There is that second wind I was talking about!!!
Michael, not literally giving two fucks, charges Stevens who catches him with a kick to the gut and then goes for his Toxic Sting diamond cutter finisher and nails it.
Stevens covers…
Joe Hoffman: Toxic Sting outta nowhere!!!
Benny Newell: Fuck the gifs that will explode on the net now cause of this..
Nigel looks up at Lee at the top of the ramp…..Lee nods in approval…..and Nigel begins the count.
1…….
KICKOUT.
Joe Hoffman: Wow……Mike just kicked out of Stevens’ finisher after only a one count. Even though he has taken literally no damage tonight so far that is still shocking….
Back at the top of the ramp Lee smiles as the rest of the Alliance seem relieved.
Back inside the ring Stevens rubs dried blood from his eyes and pounds the canvas in frustration as he brings Michael back to his feet once again and proceeds to whip him into the ropes…..
Stevens misses a clothesline as Michael drops down and bounces off the far ropes…..
Michael stops short as Stevens ducks down for a back body drop attempt and the Son promptly locks in his Trigger Warning cross Rhodes finisher……
But Stevens spins out of it and falls down to his knees and promptly leaps up at his surprised opponent and nails him again with a Toxic Sting.
Again Nigel looks up at Lee…who nods again…..before beginning the count as Stevens covers Michael.
1………………………….
2…………………………….
KICKOUT!!
Joe Hoffman: That was close….Stevens ALMOST pulled off the impossible there.
Stevens falls to his back and looks up at the lights in complete frustration and exhaustion. The whole Best Arena is buzzing as the two men lay prone in the center of the ring….a ring still surrounded by the EPU.
Slowly both men begin to get to their feet…Stevens is up first…..and he staggers back to the corner as he watches and lines up Best….who is up on one knee.
Michael staggers to his feet and turns around to meet a running knee from Stevens that spins Michael around and down to the ground.
Stevens is feeling it and begins to bounce up and down…..BEGGING….Michael to get to his feet for one more Toxic Sting.
Suddenly the EPU agents begin to rush the ring.
Joe Hoffman: Here we go!!!
Stevens meets the first one with a Toxic Sting!!!!
ANOTHER TOXIC STING
ANOTHER TOXIC STING
ANOTHER TOXIC STING
The crowd is going absolutely apeshit as Stevens literally nails a Toxic Sting on every EPU agent and he screams out in a primal scream as he watches the last of them slowly roll out of the ring.
There is a huge overhead shot from the coyote camera showing the ring now surrounded by downed EPU Agents.
Stevens turns towards Lee Best who is only smirking at Stevens…..and then he points at Stevens….well not at him….but behind him.
It is then that Stevens realizes that while he was nailing his finisher on the whole EPU as they entered the ring in staggered groups…that the whole time Michael was regaining his composure and is now standing behind him.
Stevens slowly turns and is met with a vicious kick to the balls that sends him down to his knees where Michael goes all the way back to grandmas house and slaps the Texas out of Stevens.
Michael then pulls Stevens up by his hair and begins trash talking him while a pure look of agony looks back at him.
Then Michael begins smiling and because he is Michael……holds Stevens head up by the mans hair…while slowly pulling down his tights with his right hand.
Joe Hoffman: Um……….ya…..this…….ya….
Benny Newell: Please….let me see this…please…..please…please….
The women in the Best Arena go apeshit as the bare ass of the Son of Lee Best is now visible and a few seconds later so his is divine shaft and balls.
Michael plays to the crowd as at the top of the ramp Lee can only shake his head.
The Son then shoves Stevens head into his groin and does his best Rick Rude impression before facepalming Stevens to the mat.
Joe Hoffman: I have seen things while here in HOW…..but…..
There is no comment from Benny as he is now a Randy Marsh meme.
Now that Michael has degraded Stevens he is now set on finishing the man.
BOOM
Instead Stevens nails a desperation Toxic Sting and both men are now lying on the mat…not moving.
The coyote cam shows Michael face down and ass up as we see Stevens slowly cover Michael.
Nigel looks up to the ramp once again for Lee but this time there is no Lee….the GOD of HOW and the Alliance have walked to the back.
Seeing no other option Nigel begins the count….
1……………………………….
2………………………………………………………..
KICKOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The crowd erupts as Michael kicks out……….
Stevens quickly locks in his sharpshooter finisher The Arachnophobia…ignoring the fact that the Divine Shaft is still out……
Michael can barely struggle out of the move after taking three Toxic Stings.
Stevens screams out for Michael to tap and as he looks out he sees that the Best Alliance are storming out from the back….fully realizing that Michael did not finish the match when he could have…
Stevens screams again and leans back with all his might……..and Nigel Lette signals for the bell as Michael has completely passed out……and not the first or last time with his pants down.
Bryan McVay: WINNER OF THE MATCH AND NEEEEEEEWWWW HIGH OCTANE WORLD CHAMPION………..SCOTT STEEEVVVVVVVVVVEEEEEEENNNNNNSSSSSS!!!
Before Stevens can even get to his feet after releasing the hold he is met with a viscious chair shot from Julliet Brooks.
WHACK
WHACK
WHACK
Brooks and the rest of the Best Alliance begin to destroy Stevens as we see Lee slowly walking down the ramp towards the ring.
The GOD of HOW enters the ring and motions for Max to help his brother up and to pull his fucking pants back up.
With Farthington and McKenna holding an arm…..Lee reaches into his pocket and the crowd gasps as we see the infamous Bottom Line pen emerge.
Without wasting any movement….Lee brings the pen at the new World Champion….and drives it deep into the man’s right eye….left eye if you are looking at his poser…ahem…..and Stevens falls backward….his body going completely out from shock.
The Best Alliance stand over the new World Champion as we finally fade to black for ICONIC.