jason Myst huh

[Sung Ho]

Myst looks down from the rafters when the glass breaks and none other than Sung Ho steps down to the ring. He ignores the crowd who is already chanting "HO! HO! HO!" and goes into the ring. Sung Ho grabs a mic.

Sung Ho : Jason Myst huh...how about you get down from there and face someone in the ring!

Sung Ho looks up, waiting for myst to fall on him or do some voodoo magic.


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[K.C. James]

Oh! [Union Turnpike]

The music hits the public announce system and the crowd goes wild. It only makes sense why they would.

The music was a representation of REW's savior, its unofficial leader.

The lights fade, a lone spotlight hits the stage, Sung Ho turns to look from inside the ring while Jason Myst continues to watch from the rafters.

The flash photography is intense as well as all the fanfare. They are after all welcoming their CHAMPION.

K.C. James stands in the spotlight with his black hooded jacket on. He throws back his hood and slaps the face of the REW World title around his waist as well as the Tag Title on his left shoulder and the Extreme title over his right shoulder.

James glistened in the spotlight from all the gold he was wearing.

He took the fateful steps down the ramp, slapping a few outstretched hands of fans before dropping two of his titles at ringside and rolling under the ring ropes, the world title still intact around his waist.

Sung Ho golf claps at the man who defeated him and two other men at New Blood Rising. Jason Myst looks less than impressed, that is until a man emerges from the shadows and pulls him from the rafters.

No one else notices, that is until the camera man looks up to catch Myst's reactions about the champion entering the ring.

James stands on the turnbuckle posing for the crowd as Myst is shoved through the ring curtains...A man in a black jacket with a hood over his head rolls Jason in under the ring.

Myst spits at him, and turns to see James descending from the turnbuckle.

He pulls a microphone from his back pocket.

I couldn't help but notice two people on my air time, but frankly, its nice to see someone around here.

Welcome back, Myst, by the way, but as you can see I am part of your welcoming committee.

Let me also introduce to you, another member of the roster, who's been a mystery for a little while.

He's my manager, Shaun Akard.

The hooded man rolls under the ring and stands next to James throwing his own hood back as well.

Now, you might be wondering why we're out here.

Well Shaun and myself are out here, because we don't like the dead air this company has had since the Pay per view any more than the fans do.

So, like I usually do, I'd like to propose an impromptu match.

A tag match...

K.C. James & Shaun Akard versus Sung Ho & Jason Myst

Shaun opens his jacket to display the other REW Tag Title to match K.C.'s.

With the absence of Aaron Holiday, it only seemed fit for James to keep the title for someone more adequate.

While Sung and Myst thought over the challenge, a referee was waved down as James and Shaun looked ready for a fight.

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[Sung Ho]

As Myst tries to figure out whats going on, the bell starts to ring.


Allyson : Wow! an impromptu match to debut this dangerous new superstar!

Simon : I dunno where KC James dug that guy out from but he looks impressive!

Allyson : I think he used to wrestle for Wrassle!

Simon : That seems like a good addition to the ros...AND WOW!


The bell rings and Shaun instantly rushes the large Sung Ho splitting him into two parts with a huuuge clothesline. Sung Ho falls like a bag odf potatoes and Shaun smacks Myst in the face with an elbow, throwing the dark star off the ring apron and onto the floor. The fans cheer for this action.

After tossing Myst, Akard turns around to se Sung Ho trying to get up. Akard kicks him in the head and Sung Ho falls back down. Akard screams out "TOO EASY!" as the fans cheer for him and KC.

Akard : K.C u wanna finish this, my main man?

KC nods and Akard tags him in, but by this time, Sung Ho also made it to the corner and slapped Myst. Myst and KC get into the ring at the same time and KC is almost decapitated by a big boot from the enormous giant. Myst with a look of anger and hellfire in his eyes stares at akard as he pick up KC James and slams him hard with a powerbomb.

Jason Myst : Too easy you say?

Myst laughs and pins KC James while laughing. But soon his laughing stops as KC James catches his arm and hit an ArmBar. Myst screams but KC James wont let go.

KC James : TAP YOU MOTHER****R!!!!

But Myst isnt that easy to pass out. Myst drags himself and KC to his corner and tags in the martial arts master! KC lets go but its too late and Sung Ho catches him with a pumphandle slam. The ring shake as Sung Ho hears the crowd cheer his name.



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[K.C. James]

Ho!

Ho!

Ho!

The fans go wild for the Asian Sensation, mainly for the fact that there's action in the ring.

Sung Ho leans down as the fans chants die down and rolls over K.C. James for the pin cover.

One

Two

KICKOUT!

Sung is livid and pounds on the mat, he pins James right arm down with his knee and lifts up his opponents head landing right hand after right hand to his temple.

The Texas Tyrant seems out of it, so Ho figures this is a perfect time to capitalize from the top rope.

Sung heads out to the apron and climbs the turnbuckle from the ring apron. As he's on top eying down his opponent, Shaun runs over and distracts Sung.

It's then out of nowhere that K.C. pops up jumps on the buckle and perfects a high angle falling suplex from the very top rope.

Sung crashes hard as does James.

The fans count along with the referee as he begins a ten count.

Shaun extends his arm out practically hanging into the ring.

K.C. inches forward as Sung does the same towards his corner, the fans all wait in anticipation...

James lunges forward and slaps Akards hand, Myst's tag in follows closely.

Jason lunges forward with a forearm, Shaun quickly ducks under hits the ropes and springboards back with a calf kick that takes the big man off his feet.

Myst stumbles back up to a vertical base as Akard rushes forward for a hurricanrana.

Jason pivots his body for a tilt a whirl backbreaker counter.

He is in turn, countered.

Shaun lands on his feet and hits a back elbow to Myst's temple. He fetches his head into a headlock.

Akard takes to the corner looking for a swinging bulldog, Jason shoves him forward.

Shaun hits the newly recovered Sung off the apron. Ho hits the commentary t@ble face first.

The fans pop, Shaun turns around into Jason's intended big boot to his jawline, he ducks under the big boot, slides underneath him.

Shaun hooks Jason in a chickenwing submission.

And in previous unseen fashion, Shaun jumps throws both feet forward and dropkicks both knees off from under Jason, never loosening the chickenwing.

The fans are on their feet as the referee closes in, the submission never looking tighter than it does right now.

Myst is screaming out in pain as Sung is trying to clear the cobwebs from his head.

With the referee distracted with the in ring action, The Texas Tyrant hops off the apron and grabs the tag title from ringside and rushes around the ring.

K.C. looks to take Sung's head off with the title at ringside but Ho somehow manages to sidestep and James goes flying knee first over the ring steps.

Sung slides in under the bottom rope just as Jason looks like he is going to tap.

Ho hits a nice martial arts roundehouse kick to the side of Shaun's head.

He releases the hold and crashes face first down into the mat as Myst climbs out of Akard's grip.

TBC?
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[Trash]

Myst struggles in his fight with the powerful and mysterious Akard. Aided by the massive foot of Sung Ho, Myst makes it to his feet. A grin spreads across the juggalo's face as he observes an opening to finish this match, decisively in his favor.

Alas, his eye catches something, or rather, someone else.

Out of the shadow of the front row, steps The Sanity Assassin Trash. Calmly walking over the ring after climbing over the railing, Trash approaches and waves a tense "Hello" to the juggalo.

Allyson : "What's Trash doing out here?"

Simon : "Obviously he's saying hello to Jason Myst"

Allyson : "Why?!"

Simon : "Weren't you paying attention? Myst challenged him to a match! Trash isn't one to run from a challenge!"

Allyson : "This seems like an odd way to accept it and WHOA!"


Distracted by Trash, Myst eats a neckbreaker from Akard, who promptly tags in the star of the show, K.C James. K.C rushes Myst, taking the bigger man off his feet with an earth shattering clothesline. Sung Ho, angry, directs his fury at Trash and at the referee.

Yet Trash simply said hello.

No reason for a disqualification there.

No one's ever been DQued for saying hello.

Yet, there Myst lies, knocked over himself, probably out cold, a few minutes after everything was going his way. All that it took to turn his fortune around was a simple "hello", courtesy of Trash.

Did The Sanity Assassin cost his challenger and the indomitable Sung Ho the match?
Stay tuned...
TBC by ? ? ?


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[K.C. James]

Jason Myst is out cold on the mat, fade down, after folding over himself from a powerhouse clothesline from K.C. James.

The fans see a similarity of the blow with that of the Clothesline From Hell.

Allyson:
Now is a perfect time for James to get in the pin cover.

Simon:
I don't think K.C. is listening...

And certainly he's not, first because he can't hear the commentators from inside the ring, second, he's thrown off by the fact that Trash is standing at ringside, chilling out - so it seems.

A fan at ringside yells something out, inaudible to most and catches Trash's attention, just as he's the target of a suicide dive by The Texas Tyrant.

K.C. connects hard with the dive, Trash crashes into the ringside mat. A pain hits his neck immediately.

Inside the ring, all hell has broke loose.

Sung Ho is trying to help up his partner off the mat, but he's like dead weight.

Akard jumps over the top rope and connects with a drop kick to Sung's chest sending him flying backwards into the corner.

Shaun quickly follows up with a running headbutt into his chest. As Sung sinks down into the corner, Akard hits stiff kicks to Sung's chest.

Myst begins to shake the cobwebs and rolls out under the bottom rope and steals the steel chair from the ring announcer Katie Rain.

He slides back in...

BAM!

It's not Myst perfecting a chair shot to Shaun's spine like intended.

But rather K.C. James perfecting a tilt a whirl STO into the device of torture.

Still both legal, James rolls Myst over for the cover, but the referee is distracted by Akard with his foot pressed firmly to Ho's windpipe.

The ref is trying to intervene and break the hold.

In the meantime, Trash is standing in wait, his original intention was to distract the man who challenged him, but now..

Now it was time to exact some physical revenge on the guy who blindsided him.

K.C. pushed up from the mat and was instantly spun around by the Sanity Assassin.

His leg was lifted and locked, Trash flung his body backwards and caused the ring to bounce from a picture perfect t-bone suplex.

As James slid to a stop on the mat and rolled onto his back wincing in pain, Trash lunged forward pressed both feet off the mat and once in the air he extended his elbow.

The jumping elbow drop drove the air temporarily from the Texas Tyrant's lungs. Trash grabbed the arm of the big man Myst and slid it over K.C.'s chest before sliding back out of the ring like nothing happened.
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[Trash]

The referee turns about and drops for the count, seeing Myst prevailing over KC James. Yet as Trash smiles from ringside, the big man Akard intervenes, grabbing Trash and throwing him full force back into the ring, breaking up Myst's hold. The referee stops the count and yells at Trash to get out, unaware of the fact that it was Shaun Akard who sent Trash there in the first place.

Dazed, Trash stumbles out of the ring as Akard tags himself back into the battle.

Simon : "Akard back in the ring! "

Allyson : "He just earned his bread, saving his partner from a surefire defeat!"

Simon : "Not only that, but look at Trash holding onto the railing, I think Akard did some damage to the interfering Sanity Assassin!"

Allyson : "Oh no, listen to the fans!"

Indeed, the fans get to their feet as Akard lays out Myst with a shattering spinebuster.

Fans : HO! HO! HO!

The whitest korean on the planet extends his hand to the juggallo. Akard tries to block it, but is a second too late as the slap is made and Ho gets into the ring all fired up!

A series of martial arts chops lead Ho into victory as Akard quickly retreats, not expecting such a powerful flurry of strikes. The crowd rises to their feet chanting for Ho, as KC James gets onto the apron, extending his arm for Shaun to tag.

But KC doesn't stay on the apron long as Trash grabs the ring bell...

*DING!*

The bell is smashed into KC's back and the Texas Tyrant falls off the apron. The referee turns around and yells in anger, pointing to the ramp.

The fans boo.

Allyson : "Looks like the ref is sending Trash backstage!"

Simon : "Good riddance to bad garbage!"

Allyson : "But Trash has already done the damage!"

Back inside, Ho eats a stiff uppercut by Akard who pulls deep into himself to regain some seblance of an upperhand. Trash grins as he heads up the ramp, knowing that eventually, the fresh Sung Ho will wear Akard down...and without KC there to tag himself in.

What end will this explosive match see?

TBC by ? ? ?


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[Sung Ho]

shaun akard hits Sung ho in the face and then grabs Ho with all his power and powerbombs the krazy kalifornia native in the middle of the ring. The crowd cheers for Sung Ho to get up but Sung Ho cant even see where he is as the monstert, Shaun Akard picks him up again, cuts his own throat with his thumb and piledrives Sung Ho.

Allyson : Damn! Akard is destroying this loser Sung Ho!

Simon : Wouild u shut up Allyson this can turn on a dime!

Allyson : I dunno about that


Akard pins Sung Ho putting both hands on his chest.

Referee falls to the mat.

1

2

...NO!

Sung Ho kicks out, grab Akard's arm and pulls him into a chickennwing submission out of nowhere! Akard is caught surprised and tries to get out but Sung Ho is a submissions pro and doesnt let go. The crowd go wild.

Fans : HO! HO! HO!

Simon : Told u Allyson!

Allyson : Damn that fat ass bastard proved me wrong!


Now Myst is jumping on the ropes for a tag but Sung Ho applies the pressure to Akard. Shaun Akard is close to tapping when he uses all his power to break the hold and makes Sung Ho throw back to his corner. Myst tags himself in but Akard doesnt tag in KC James because KC is still getting up after getting hit on by Trash!

Myst runs up to Akard, grabs his throat and CHOKESLAM!

The ring is shaking as Sung Ho stompsd it and the crowd chants!!!




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[whitewidow]

Crowd: Ho! Ho! Ho!

Well that's not a very nice way to welcome a lady. I stand behind the curtain, the technician scrambling to find my selected entrance music. He seems utterly out of his depth at the giant soundboard, particularly as he looks all of sixteen years old. An intern, about all REW can currently afford, and the evidence of how hard times have caused the rot to truly set in.[/i]

Allyson: We have a wild match going on here.

Yes, yes we do. But things are about to get a little wilder. Suddenly, the lights cut out.[/i]

Simon: This time I really am worried we didn't pay the electric bill.

As if to answer his concerns, a spotlight hits the stage. I burst through the curtain, unsure of what sort of welcome I'll receive, but ready for anything. Not strictly speaking anything, I suppose, because if a giant Smurf were to stomp on the ring and fart in my general direction I might not be prepared for that, but in general, I can handle myself against these men. And these men, being men, stop and stare at me as I strut down the ramp, leather boots creaking, vinyl catsuit weaving. The taut white material gleams in the spotlight, and flares as flashbulbs pop, the fans making memories that will keep their hands warm on cold winter nights.

Cold winters would be something I know a lot about. I stop onto the ramp, casting an eye around as I hold court. All the men have stopped their destructive debacle and now watch me, with that tedious look of lust in their eye. Save one. And it's him I'm here to save.

I look at Trash, he looks at the floor. Is it shyness, perhaps, embarrassment at seeing a woman's curves so vigorously revealed? Is it distaste, perhaps women simply aren't his thing? No, it's more than that. It is disinterest. He has his agenda, and I'm not part of it. But he's part of mine.[/i]

Woman: Come with me if you want to live.

I reach out to him. He looked up, perplexed. I don't give him time to think of an answer. It would be the wrong one. I grab his hand, I pull him against my chest, and I drive us backwards over the edge of the ramp. I do it exactly one second before the space that contained his chest cavity is pierced with a bullet.[/i]

Allyson: What the hell?

Simon: ERMAHGURD!

I lie on my back, perfect poise having lead to a relatively painless landing, even with the bulk of Trash in my arms. He shoves himself off me, pressing my chest with his palms in a way that any other man here might enjoy. Except Sirius. You know what they say about Sirius.[/i]

Trash: Who are you?

His voice is hard to hear over the screaming, the scraping, the panic of hundreds of feet rushing for the exits. But he's safe now - the chaos is his security. It gives a moment of order, and enough time to answer his question.[/i]

Woman: I am the White Widow. Right now, that's all you need to know.

Trash opens his mouth to protest, but I don't list. I roll back, flip onto my feet, and in an instant am behind the guard rail and vanishing into the crowd. He gets one last look at the red cross across my chest, before I'm gone. In my wake, the building is evacuated, the tag match coming to an ignoble if dramatic end.[/i]