Side Effect 3/18/07

[prozac]

Red and Gray pyros blast off around the ring. After going around the ring, the pyros follow up the entrance ramp and once at the top a huge explosion comes out from the pyros as they go up high up in the air.

David
Hello everyone and welcome to another exciting edition of XVI Side Effect, as always I'm David Sienna and here with me is my partner Ed Set.

Move hits the P.A. and the fans hit there feet.

David
Oh looks like we are getting joined by the Xtream champ.

Prozac and Ritalin come out on the stage. Prozac in a light blue dress shirt and jeans and Ritalin in a black T-shirt and jeans. The Xtream title is draped over Prozac’s left shoulder. They start pumping up the crowd as a meds chant forms. Then they head to the ring. Once in Prozac grabs a mic.

Prozac
Hello addicts.

The crowd erupts into cheer.

Prozac
So I’ll get right down to it. I am out here to announce the match type at the PPV. Jordan buddy would you so kindly come to the ring.

Miss Murder by AFI hits the P.A. and Jordan walks out. He stops on the stage and turns around and looks at the curtains. Jake Xavier walks out and joins Jordan on stage, then both men head to the ring. They get in and Jordan is handed a mic from one of the crew members. They walk to the middle of the ring and get face to face with the Meds.

Prozac
Oh a friend

Jordan
I didn’t feel like getting jumped by the two of you.

Prozac
Oh bro come on you should know The Meds don’t play like that. If I was going to kick your ass I would do it like a man like I am going to do at the PPV.

Jordan glares at Prozac with an annoyed look. Prozac then begins to pace around and Jordan’s eyes follow him everywhere.

Prozac
Well anyway down to business. I have decided on a match type. I gave it a lot of thought and I knew I had to choose something that would live up to the name Xtream. I wanted it to be hard and of cause I wanted it to be fun.

Prozac stops pacing and walks within a few feet of Jordan and looks into his eyes. He smiles before he begins to speak again.

Prozac
Buddy you and me will go one on one for the Xtream title in a…Tables from Hell match.

David
A tables From Hell match?

Ed
Sounds interesting.

Jordan looks a little shocked but he tilts his head waiting to hear more.

Prozac
Here’s how it works. It’s pretty simply. It’s just like a table match but you have to set the table on fire first.

David
Wow big match type from the champ.

The crowd cheers loud and Jordan looks shocked. He soon starts nodding his head with an approving look.

Prozac
It will be a match fro the records…to bad your facing me so you wont be remembered much.

Jordan squints his eyes and gets right in Prozac’s face.

Prozac
What do you want? Gonna kiss me or something because I don’t swing that way.

Jordan pushes Prozac. Prozac then nod and looks at Ritalin, he then swings at Jordan cracking in the face. X hits Prozac before Ritalin starts grabs him and starts to fight with him. From there Prozac and Jordan start to brawl as Ritalin and X do the same.

David
We have a fight!

The fight only lasts a few minutes till security gets in the ring and separates all the men.

David
Finally the security stopped it.

Ed
They should of let them go at it.

David
We have to take a break but we will be right back

[prozac]

David Sierra:
Well we are back and the fight finally cooled down but up next we have a debut match for the Corporal Punishment

Ed Set:
And he’s facing Jason Cane, and that match will begin right now

The camera cuts to R.A. who is standing in the centre of the ring awaiting the opponents for the next match, the arena goes black as Suffocate slams the PA. Flames slowly rise from the stage. After a couple of minutes Jason and "The One" slowly rise from the stage. Walking through the flames they slowly make their way to the ring. As they walk down the ramp flames explode from both sides. They stop at the bottom and "The One" unhooks the chain from Jason. Jason then slides in the ring and stands there. He then releases a enraged roar as flames erupt from the ring posts.
R.A.
Ladies and Gentlemen this contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from San Francisco, CA, weighing in at 295 lbs...Jason Cane


Stars and Stripes forever plays over the PA system as a marching band comes from behind the curtains with full attire and enthusiasm. From behind them comes Corporeal Punishment with a huge spanning American Flag over his shoulder as he waves it about and salutes creating a short explosion with red white and blue streamers going everywhere. He looks focused as usual with a broad chin and murderously patriotic look on his face. He makes his way to the ring as the Marching band travels around it and comes out from the left and travels back up the ramp as we get one more salute from the Corporeal.

R.A.:
And his opponent from Greenbough, Alabama, weighing in at 270 lbs...Corporal Punishment

David Sierra:
Look at that Ed a true American hero right there

Ed Set:
Is there anyone on this roster you don’t suck up to?


The two men circle each other in the ring and lock up, Can manages to get in a knee to the stomach which knocks Punishment of guard, he then hits him with a strong right hand which knocks the corporal back a few paces, Cane runs at Punishment but gets hit with a big boot laying Cane out flat, Corporal Punishment then follows it up with a leg drop straight across Canes throat and moves for the pin
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Kick out!, Jason Cane gets a shoulder up
Ed Set:
Close call there for Cane he’s going to have to pick it up a bit


Corporal Punishment lifts Cane up then hits him with a sidewalk slam once again laying Cane out on the mat, he then moves in to a Camel Clutch, the referee asks Cane if he wants to submit but he shakes his head reaching with his foot towards the ropes, he finally manages to get to the ropes and Punishment breaks the hold, Cane slowly gets up to his feet but is soon back on the mat after being hit hard with an All American Grand Slam, he moves into the cover,
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3!, Corporal Punishment stands up and hold his hands in the air before giving a salute to the fans as Stars and Stripes Forever begins to play and he makes his way out of the ring and up the ramp.

Ed Set:
Wow, an impressive debut from the Corporal there what do you think Dave


David Sierra doesn’t give an answer he just stands up saluting the corporal as Punishment stands at the top of the ramp and gives a salute to the crowd before disappearing behind the curtain and the scene fades to commercials.

[prozac]

We come back from commercials and see RKO walking down the halls backstage and nodding at a few people as he goes by. He cracks his neck a bit and walks into his locker room. He slowly shuts the door behind him and walks inside. He begins to look for his bags in one of his lockers, but before he can do anything he is suddenly pushed forward, straight into his locker. As he turns around he is greeted with a baseball bat to the skull after a huge swing. RKO goes down like a bag of bricks and the attacker stares down at him. There stands G-Dawg, bat in hand, and a smile on his face. He lifts the bloody RKO back up and grabs him by the hair. He gives him a few stiff punches to the skull, adding to the pain and blood, and slams his head into one of the benches in the locker room.

RKO lies on the ground motionless as G-Dawg picks the bat back up. He lifts it up high above his head and slams it down into RKO’s ribs over and over. He begins to cough up blood and G-Dawg continues slamming it into his ribs. He hears security coming down the halls and turns around and rushes towards the door. Instead of leaving, he shuts the door and locks it. He places a chair against the door and turns back around and stares at the wounded RKO, still lying there motionless.

G-Dawg grabs RKO by the hair and drags him over to his locker. He opens it up and places RKO’s head in the corner of it. He slams the locker door shut on RKO’s head. The blood is gushing out now and G-Dawg continues to slam the door shut onto RKO’s skull. RKO is lifted up once more and G-Dawg delivers a final blow with an F-Bomb onto the hard concrete floor. G-Dawg stands above RKO’s body and spits in his face and gives one last kick.

G-Dawg:
Well, it looks like somebody won’t be competing at our next pay-per-view will he?

G-Dawg pulls a piece of paper from his pocket and a pen. He is seen checking something off. The camera zooms in onto the top of the paper, the name Ironman and RKO are seen with checks beside them. G-Dawg looks at the camera and smirks, he holds up the paper right in front of the camera, while covering up the bottom of it. The names Black Jack and Calaz are seen after RKO, both with empty boxes beside their names. He folds the paper back up and puts it into the back of his pocket.

G-Dawg:
Incase you didn’t catch that boys, I’m comin’ for you. You see, RKO simply isn’t worth the time, so I decided that I was going to take him out beforehand and simply save myself the problem of actually bothering with him. Calaz, you’ve been on my radar since I came into this company. You’ve gotten some high profile wins, I’ll give you that. But you, like myself, haven’t actually gotten the gold yet. You’ve yet to actually top Mental when it matters, in a title match. So while you go about bragging about who you’ve defeated, it doesn’t matter because despite the fact that you picked up that win…you have nothing else to show for it. You don’t have any gold around your waist, and that is all that matters in here.

Now, we come to Black Jack. You, I’ve seen you before, but I’ve yet to face you. You’ve been somebody I’ve been looking forward to facing for a very long time. And now, I’ve got you both on my own terms. So instead of taking out that useless sack of shit RKO, I’ll put something in the win column that actually means something. So watch yourself boys, because the Dawg is coming for ya!

With that, G-Dawg kicks the chair away from the door and unlocks it. Security and medics rush into the room the second that G-Dawg walks out of it and begin to check his pulse. They start screaming frantically as G-Dawg merely chuckles and walks down the hallways with a feeling of accomplishment after the beating he just laid down onto RKO.

[prozac]

R.A.: The next match is a triple threat matach. Introducing first from Miami Florida weighing in at 210 pounds Versage Flames!

As the music starts the lights flicker rapidly in beat with the drum base. Vers walks out and glances around at the audience. As the beat picks up he spreads his feet apart and snaps his heels sharply together and holds a salute until the main portion of the music starts up where he sharply ends the salute and the pyrotechnics launch off multiple shots of red sparks in a diagonal anger. With that fire spurts up in a wave along the ramp as he begins to walk down. His hand reaching out to clasp some of the audience to show his thanks for their support. As he comes to the ramp he glances around and raises his arms up to pump up the crowd. He stares at the ramp then walks over to the side of the ring and manages to jump up and grab the top rope. He pulls his weight completely down on it and launches himself up and over the top rope to land cleanly just as the turnbuckle pyrotechnics launch up into the air. He stands in the middle and gives off another sharp, crisp military salute to the crowd and his entrance ends.

R.A.: Introducing next from Stamford, CT. weighing in at 300 Lbs….Black Jack!

The spot light focuses on the entrance near the curtains as rifts from Metallica’s “Sad But True” flood the arena. As the crescendo rises and the main guitar melody hits a set of gold pyrotechnics go off near the entrance. The curtains stir and none other then Black Jack himself emerges from behind them. The crowd begins to go nuts as Black Jack makes his way to the ring in his black tights with a red spade on the side, his black leather wrestling boots make a clang with each step he executes while walking down the ramp. He makes his way alongside the crowd slapping a few high fives before walking up the steel steps and ducking under the ropes getting inside the ring, he smiles at the crowd and takes off his black shades that cover his eyes and tosses them along with his black wife-beater into the crowd. Black Jack then paces the ring a bit before settling on the second rope and posing for the crowd as four gold pyrotechnics go off from the turnbuckles.

R.A. And there opponent from Memphis, TN weighing in at 221 ponds Johnny Kaos!

Arena goes dark, the words LET THE REVOLUTION BEGIN... flash across the screen in red. Saliva's Survival of the Sickest slams the PA, followed by showers of golden sparks from the top and bottom of the entrance. Standing amidst all the pyro is Johnny Kaos, his back turned toward the crowd and his arms outstreched. Kori James saunters gracefully by him and he turns around and grabs her by the waist. She slides down his body, pauses at his crotch and rises back up. They walk slowly toward the ring hand in hand while the audience shouts an array of coloful comments. Johnny slides into the ring first, slowly rising to his knees. In one swift motion he jumps from his knees to his feet. He holds the second and bottom rope open for Kori, while she walks up the stairs and across the apron. She bends down under the rope and comes up into Johnny's arms. They kiss again. Then Johnny, one arm still around Kori, raises his fist into the air and sparks shower down from above the ring.

The bell sounds and Johnny Kaos begins the match charging at Black Jack with a clothesline, knocking him to the mat. Both he and Versage then begin stomping away at Black Jack. Kaos backs off for a second and cracks his neck, as he goes back over, and elbows Versage hard in the back, sending him to his knees. He then runs off the ropes, and goes to dropkick him in the back, but Versage rolls out of the way and begins punching away at him.

David: This is an intense contest from the beginning.

Kaos makes his way to the ropes, as the referee forces Versage to break the hold. Before letting go, he slams his elbow hard into the leg of Kaos, and then stands up. He is then hit with a bulldog by Black Jack, who then runs to Kaos and applies a headlock, which is forced to be broken right away because he is still hanging onto the ropes.

David: Black Jack the biggest man in the match has control.

Black Jack pulls Kaos away from the ropes, and is elbowed hard in the back by Versage. Versage throws Black Jack over the top rope, sending him crashing to the floor. He then turns around only to be hit with a Tornado DDT by Kaos, who then begins choking him. The referee tells him to break the hold, but he refuses. The ref begins to count. 1...2...3...4... he releases the hold, and kicks Versage in the stomach.

Ed: Jack has to get back in the ring before some tries to win this thing

Black Jack makes his way back into the ring, and charges at Kaos with a powerful clothesline, slamming him to the mat. He then runs to Versage, and kicks him out of the ring under the bottom rope. He then executes Stall Suplex on Kaos.

David: Black jack in control again.

Ed: he might just pull off the win.

He then Stands Kaos up and hits a Tilt-A-Whirl Backbreaker on him. He lifts him up again and nails the Over 21. Just then Versage gets back in and kicks Black Jack in the mid section before throwing him to the out side and pinning Kaos…1…2…3.

David: Versage did it!

R.A.: Here is your winner… Versage

David
Great win and more great matches still to come.

[prozac]

XVI returns from the commercial break and standing in the middle of the ring is R.A. next to her stands Szaban in a XVI referee top

R.A.:
The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a special guest referee hardcore match, standing by my side the guest referee for this contest, Szaban!


Szaban appeals to teh crowd for a second before taking the microphone from R.A.


Szaban:
Now, some of you dont seem happy that I'm refereeing this match but...who cares, I just thought id say that I will be calling this match straight down the middle, just because Wolfe is in the match dosnt mean I'm goingto be bias


The crowd boo Szaban as he hands the microphone back to R.A.


R.A.:
Introducing first from Boston, MA, weighing in at 210 lbs... Wolfe


Some Generic music hits the P.A. system and Wolfe appears from behind the curtain appealing to the crowd, he makes his way to teh ring and begins to stare at Szaban, Szaban stares back and the two of them dont take their eyes of each other and because of this Wolfe hasnt noticed that Thor had ran out of teh curtain after him, Thor reaches Wolfe and slams his forearm into his back knocking him over, Wolfe grabs onto the apron and pulls himself up, as he turns he gets a strong right hand from Thor, Thor swings once again but Wolfe blocks the punch and delivers a right of his own sending Thor staggering back, Szaban climbs out of the ring and follows the two up the ramp to teh entrance way, Thor is being grabbed by Wolfe and taken up the ramp by his hair, the three men reach the top of teh ramp and Thor manages to elbow Wolfe in the stomach he then hits him with a strong upper cut and then a scoop slam on the entrance way, Wolfe writhes in pain on teh floor and Szaban checks on him to make sure he is OK, Thor jumps in the way though and picks up Wolfe throwing him towards the entrance where Wolfe goes behind the curtain followed by the two otehrs.


Ed Set:
Well this match hasnteven entered the ring yet



David Sienna:
This match dosnt have to because this match is a hardcore match rememebr


There is a slight pause where teh camera stares at the entrance way until it sharply cuts to the backstage area where Thor has Wolfe leaning over a dumpster tryin to tip him in, Wolfe elbows Thor in teh stomach and slams teh bin lid over the back of Thor he throws Thor into the bin and then pulls a wooden stick from a trashcan, he puts it between the two seperate lids of teh dumpster causing it to lock, Thor struglles inside the dumpster banging on the lids, Wolfe then begins pushing the dumpster towards the entrance way, he pushes it through the curtain and onto the stage, he appeals to the crowd motioning that he is going to push the dumpster off the top of the ramp, he moves back to the dumpster but is met with a Bostard drop from Szaban, The crowd boos loudly as Szaban starts appealing to the crowd, he then moves to teh dumpster and lets Thor out who quickly scrambles over to the limp body of Wolfe and into a cover,
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Kick out, Wolfe got a shoulder up but still lies motionless on the floor as Thor goes and picks a steel chair out from the dumpster, he walks up to Wolfe and swings it at his head, Wolfe rolls away at the last moment and stands up, Thor swings the chair again and Wolfe ducks and kicks Thor in the stomach forcing him to drop the chair which Wolfe then uses to give Thor a full moon, he rolls into the cover,
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Szaban stands up and stops the count, Wolfe looks up and Szaban shakes his head, Wolfe then explodes at Szaban with leg sweep knocking the referee onto the floor, he then puts Szaban into the penis of death, Thor jumps over to the two men and dropkicks Wolfe in the head, he then picks him up and hits him with a spinning Tombstone onto the chair, he covers Wolfe and Szaban starts a fast count,
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Thor's music hits as he rolls off teh fallen Wolfe and runs backstage leaving Wolfe to be beaten on by Szaban, the camera cuts to Thor running backstage when he bumps straight into Damien, Damien grabs Thor round the neck and lifts him off teh ground, breathing heavily Damien stares into Thor's eyes with a look of pure evil, Thor looking like hes seen a ghost manages to deliver a swift kick to Damiens groin, and worms his way free he once again begins running and is seen running out of the building as XVI cuts to commercials.[/center][/color]

[prozac]

The state room of the Hilton Hotel is crammed with media buffs, each one buzzing with anticipation. The hum of the audience drones out all other sound until XVI representative and public relations officer, Miss Kimberly Sweetman, steps up to the microphone and calls for silence.

Kim :: Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to introduce the President and Owner of Xtreme Violent Intent Wrestling… “One Taste” Poison!

A smattering of applause greets the sultry figure, clad in a straining tight blouse and tiny microskirt over fishnet stocking, as he strides onto the stage and takes position before the podium. Leaning her elbows upon it, she allows the assembled press an ample glimpse of cleavage as she takes them all in with her sickly green eyes..

:: Poison ::
Thank you everyone for being here today, as we unveil a new era in the business of Professional Wrestling. For the past several years wrestling has gone beyond being a mere sport. For some it has turned into a weekly ritual, for some it has even become a lifestyle. Just like everything else on this planet, wrestling has evolved. There has been the X Division, the Hardcore Revolution, the emergence of the Womens Divisons and the Lucha Libre Movement. Now we here at Xtreme Vicious Intent Wrestling are proud to announce that we are about to take it one step further…bringing wrestling, as it were, to the Next Generation. To put rumours to bed, yes we are indeed bringing a new division to the XVI, a division where the Next Generation Wrestlers can practice their art and showcase their skills without fear of being over shadowed or outcast. At XVI, we aim to please, and it is our belief this will do just that. Now, any questions from the floor?

:: Media Monkey 1 ::
There have been rumours afloat of a new championship belt being added, do these rumours hold any truth?

:: Poison ::
Yes, The Next Generation Divison, or NextGen for short, will have its own title belt – and soon a Next Generation Champion will be born. With the amount of talent on the XVI roster, and the sheer diversity of their wrestling styles, we thought it unfair to merge them all between just two headings. The NextGen Title is being created as we speak.

:: Media Monkey 2 ::
Who will be involved in this division? Who will be spearheading and fronting this “NextGen” movement?

:: Poison ::
We are compiling a list of wrestlers we think worthy of honouring this revolution in the sport of Professional Wrestling. I’m not naming names… that would be telling, wouldn’t it? But believe me, you shall soon see exactly who will have the privilege of Wrestling for the prestige of being the Next Generation Champion

Now, that’s all the time we have I’m afraid, but there will be another conference as time progresses. All I can say is… hold onto your handbags, it’s going to be one hell of a ride!

With a sultry wink, Poison exits the stage, Miss Sweetman in tow.

[prozac]

Moments after the commercial break, The scene shifts into the sold out Gund Arena located in Cleveland Ohio. After a great show, The XVI fans are in a frenzied state as they await more exciting XVI action! The many television cameras pan over the audience and we see the many children dressed as their favorite XVI superstars and many more fans holding up signs supporting their favorite wrestlers. Finally, After a few more seconds of the cameras looking over the audience. The scene then comes to a rest on XVI announcers Ed Set and David Sierra.

David ~ Fans welcome back to Side Effect! We have had a great show so far and now it is only going to get better!

Ed ~ That's right Ed! We are just moments away from XVI World Champion Johnny Mental being in action in the Main Event!

David ~ Tonight "The Morningstar" will be facing a newcomer here in The XVI by the name of Tim Skold. Now not much is known about this Skold. But he has already made his way to the ring and to say the least he is quite a large man.

Ed ~ Yes he is a big guy. But how unlucky can you be? This is Skold's debut here in The XVI and he is facing The World Champion! My guess is, Mental is just going to beat the hell of this chump as a tune up for The Pay Per View.

David ~ Well we will soon find out! Now, Lets bring it back to the ring where we are just moments away from the introduction of The XVI World Heavyweight Champion... "The Morningstar" Johnny Mental!

The XVI cameras then pan to inside the ring. We see that Tim Skold stands perfectly still, Glaring up the ring ramp awaiting the arrival of The World Champion. We also see that the ring announcer has now entered the ring with microphone in hand. The XVI fans stand, Cheer and wait for the entrance of The Champ. However... The fans get something quite unexpected...

As one single burst of white pyrotechnics rocks the arena to its very core...

David ~ WHAT THE HELL!

The arena then explodes as the sounds of Shotgun Messiahs “Violent New Breed” begins to blare over the PA. The arena dims and then lights to a dark shade of red. Camera flashes overtake the arena as a wall of flames immediately flares up near The XVI Jumbo-Tron for several seconds. As the flames begin to die down, You see the silhouette of a man standing behind the flames.

Ed ~ It's Sullivan! Damn it! What is he doing here!

David ~ Remember last week? He told us all that something very special was going to happen on the next Side Effect! Plan 666, This must be it!

Ed ~ Well it better not take long! "The Morningstar" is just moments away from making his arrival, And everyone knows that Mental and Sullivan have quite the checkered past. If we get them together on the same stage, We could have quite the explosion!

As Tim Skold stands in the ring, Glaring up the ramp wondering just what is going on. It also seems that half of the fans have broke into a "VNB" chant, While the other half of the crowd has broke into a "Mental" chant. It is becoming very obvious, The fans are wanting to see the explosion between Mental and Sullivan that Ed just spoke of.

Finally, On the top of the ramp. "The Ruler Of ALL" himself, Jihad "The Devil" Sullivan has stepped from the smoke and lights, And stands glaring out and over the crowd.

David ~ This is going to be interesting. I want to hear this "huge" announcement that will change the very face of The XVI.

Ed ~ The hell with that! I just want to see him and Mental beat the hell out of one another!

Finally, At long last... Jihad, Who is still looking over the crowd, Brings the microphone to his lips and...

Jihad ~ I have a lot to say, So let me suggest you take a seat, Get comfortable, And shut your mouths because this is going to take a moment...

Jihad suddenly begins to pace back and forth across the stage as the fans in attendance "boo" him wildly. However, Jihad pays them no mind, And just keeps right on speaking...

Jihad ~ Now... I promised you all a Side Effect that you would never forget. And as usual, The VNB will deliver. So let us now get down to business, Shall we? Now according to all you fans, All the promoters, All the internet wrestling rumor sites. You all seem to think you know exactly why I am out here at this very moment. And that is... To introduce you all, To the newest member of The VNB. And as per usual... You people have absolutely no clue what you are talking about.

Let me explain something to all you simpletons. Even as great as Michael Gordy and myself are. There is one battle that we simply can not win... And that my dear people, Is the battle against age. Fade and I have been in this business quite the long while. We have suffered numerous broken bones, Countless concussions, We have had our bodies quite literally broken. And though, We are both vastly more talented than any other person that has ever stepped in the ring. Finally... Enough has become enough. It had become time, To stop thinking of ourselves... And start to insure the survival of The VNB... And that my friends, Is exactly what Mike and I have done. At long last... "The Demolition Man" and "The Devil"... Have come to an end. For you see...

I am not here to introduce any mere member of The VNB... I am here to introduce to you all...

[glow=red,2,300]THE NEW LEADER OF THE VNB! [/glow]

David ~ WHAT!?!

Ed ~ THE NEW LEADER OF THE VNB! WHAT IN THE HELL IS HE TALKING ABOUT!

A collective gasp comes from the audience as Jihad continues to glare out over the crowd.

Jihad ~ The time of The Demolition Man and The Devil is now over... It is now time for a NEW RULER OF ALL! A man that will insure the survival of The VNB!

Approximately, Eight feet from where Jihad is standing... A very large burst of white pyrotechnics rocks the arena. As Shotguns Messiah's "Violent New Breed" begins to play once more, The fans now seem to be in total hysterics anxious for what is going to happen next...

David ~ What in the hell, What is happening! The new leader of The VNB!?!

Jihad ~ A new "Morning" has dawned upon The VNB...And now, I give to you THE NEW RULER OF ALL...

Suddenly, The crowd erupts as a man dressed all in black and red steps out from the smoke and the lights. Quickly, You can't help but notice the man has a very large gold belt draped across his shoulder.

Jihad ~ I give to you all, The NEW LEADER OF THE VNB. THE XVI WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION, "THE MORNINGSTAR", JOHNNY MENTAL!

David ~ MY GOD NO!

The crowd is now incensed as The XVI World Champion himself, Johnny Mental is now standing shoulder to shoulder with Jihad Sullivan. Back in the ring, Johnny's opponent for the night, Tim Skold... Stands glaring up the ramp with an absolute petrified look upon his face. After a long moment of Jihad and Johnny taking in the thousands of boos coming from the fans. Jihad then nods his head, And Johnny, Very methodically, Begins to make his way his way to the ring.

Ed ~ MY GOD! So The Morningstar is the new leader of The VNB? Am I getting this right? This is bloody huge! Does this mean Jihad and Fade are gone? This does change the total face of The XVI! I cant believe this!

David ~ I think, I have finally figured it out! All of Jihad's "It takes two" talk. And all of his stalking of The Dark Halo. Obviously, Fade Gordy hand picked Johnny Mental to take his place as leader of The VNB. Where as Jihad must have picked Halo to take over his spot as leader! My God, This is huge!

Finally, As Jihad still stands at the top of the ramp, The XVI cameras pan back to the ring just in time to see Johnny enter the ring from under the bottom rope. Johnny then makes his way to a side ring post, Sits upon the top turnbuckle, And just glares down at Tim Skold with a very large smirk across his face.

David ~ Look at this total lack of respect coming from Mental! He is not even bothering to take off his ring attire or his Championship Title!

Ed ~ Well of course he isn't. He is now the leader of The VNB... And that gives him the right to do whatever he wants, Whenever he wants! The way I see it, Johnny is...

But Ed never gets to finish his statement... As suddenly, The noise level in the arena increases 10 fold. You then hear sounds of TV monitors crashing to the floor and...

David ~ What the hell! Some man just came from the crowd, Over our desk, And is heading to the ring! Get security out here now!

Ed ~ David, Wait... That's not just some man... THAT IS....

Back in the ring, Hearing the change in the crowds noise level, Skold quickly turns to see just what is going on. Only to find, He is now standing face to face with the man that has just slid under the bottom ring rope! Suddenly, The man wraps his arms around Tim Skold and...

David ~ FADE AWAY! Holy hell! Fade Gordy has just entered the ring and flattened Tim Skold with the Fade Away! Skold isn't even moving! He is totally out!

The referee, Seeing this action, Raises his hand to call for the bell to announce a disqualification! However, As soon as the referee raises his hand, Like a flash of lightening, Johnny Mental has come off the top rope, And drove his XVI World Championship into the head of the referee rendering him out like a light!

Ed ~ ALL HELL HAS BROKE LOOSE! THE REF IS OUT, SKOLD IS OUT! AND MENTAL AND GORDY BOTH HAVE HUGE SMILES ACROSS THEIR FACES!

Meanwhile, Back in the ring. Gordy and Mental have both grabbed the back of the ref's pants, And are now "polity" depositing him on the outside of the ring. And once again, The crowd erupts as Jihad finally begins to make his way to the ring. And after just a few steps, 16 very large men, All draped in identical red cloaks, Begin to make their way to the ring following Jihad...

Ed ~ Ok.. This is looking very bad for one Tim Skold. I think this may be his debut, As well as his retirement match.

As The VNB Minions surround the ring, Jihad then slowly enters the ring. He nods his head to both Fade, And Mental. He then makes his way over to Skold, Jihad then reaches down, Grabs Skold by the hair, Pulls him to his feet and with a thunderous boom...

Ed ~ HOLY WAR! My God! Jihad just leveled Skold with his own finishing maneuver! Skold isn't moving!

David ~ This is insane! We need security now!

Ed ~ David, I just don't think security is going to come. First they would have to get past all of The VNB flunkies, Then they would have to get past Sullivan, Mental and Gordy just to save this poor soul. No David... I think we are witnessing the end of one Tim Skold.

Back in the ring, Skold isn't moving. So once again, Jihad and Fade both, Grab him by his arms, Pull him to his feet, Just in time for Johnny to kick Skold in the gut and...

David ~ BLOODY HELL NO! CEREBRAL SHOCK! Mental just hit Skold with The Cerebral Shock! My God he may have broke his neck!

Ed ~ Ok David, I tend to agree with you now. This has gotten out of hand. This poor Skold has just taken three of the most devastating finishing moves in wrestling history back to back to back. This poor man needs some help!

Back in the ring, Mental, Sullivan and Gordy now stand over the broken body of Tim Skold admiring their handiwork. Finally, Fade reaches out, And shakes Johnny's hand. Meanwhile, Jihad stares at Mental for a long moment, And then nods his head. And then abruptly, Fade and Jihad both quickly slide under the bottom ring rope, And begin to make their way backstage! However, "The Guards" of The VNB, Still stand, Surrounding the ring!

David ~ This is surreal. I cant believe what we just witnessed! Where does this leave The XVI! It's World Champion is now the leader of The VNB! And what about Halo, Will she now accept Jihad's offer to take his place as leader!

Ed ~ And what of Fade and Jihad, Is this it for them? Has the wrestling world finally seen the last of these two maniacs!

Back in the ring, Johnny stills stands over the broken body of Tim Skold. Johnny then places his foot on Skold's chest, And raises The XVI World Championship high over his head. You also see, The VNB's Royal guard's still surrounds the ring, Protecting their new leader...

Ed ~ This will be a night that will live in wresting history forever. What we just witnessed, Will go down in the history books... But now fans, We are drastically out of time!

David ~ That is right, Fans this is it for this weeks Side Effect. Be sure to tune into next weeks show and hopefully this week we will get some sort of answers as to what just transpired here tonight. So fans, We will see you all next week!

And on that note, With The XVI World Champion still in the ring, Holding his Championship high in the air. This weeks Side Effect comes to a startling end.