Zell Hunter vs. Johnny Rage

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Zell Hunter vs. 'Wildfire' Johnny Rage

Normal match. This match is a non-title match.

 

[Styles]

The camera fades into a shot of "Mr. Irresistible" Johnny Styles and "Wildfire" Johnny Rage as they are lacing up their boots in one of the backstage locker rooms. Styles and Rage seem to be talking in a low hush whisper so that the cameras can pick up on what they are talking about. Rage smiles and turns his attention toward the camera, and then quickly back to Styles. Styles motions the cameras over while Rage stands up, throws on a "GXW" shirt on over his bare chest and walks past the camera crew and out the locker room door. Another camera crew awaits outside the lockerroom and catches Rage as he shuts the door behind him.

Rage: Didn't I just leave you guys in there?

Camera man: Nope, that was a different crew. We've been told to come down here to get your thoughts on tonights match against Zell Hunter. First, the question on everone's mind is do you really feel like you've earned the right to challenge Zell given your short time as a wrestler here in GXW?

Rage: Walk with me....

Wildfire begins to walk down a dimly light corridor in the backstage area. The camera crew follows.

Rage: Yeah, so I havent been wrestling here all that long. But you have to remember that I was the personal assistant to Kin Habooki for a long time. Kinny taught me alot about how to make things work for yourself here in GXW. I mean, look at where he is today. Now, Im no Habooki at the moment, but you have to start somewhere. I can also see....oh! Food Table!!

Rage spots a buffet table that has been laid out for the athletes. He helps himself to a couple of snacks and then spots some doughnuts on the far end of the table and starts grabbing as many as he can.

Rage:Styles is going to be happy about this find! Hmmmm...looks like I'm carrying seven. Hey! Thats a new personal best for doughnut carrying!

Rage starts to walk back in the direction of the locker room from whence he came.

Rage: As I was saying, I can also see how many people may think that it is unjust to put someone who has been wrestling so much longer than me, like Zell Hunter, in a match with a rookie. Well, I think that you can tell from the last tag match I was in that I have no problems handling myself. No one has really heard from Mr. Hunter as to what his thoughts on this match are. Who knows, he may just be in intensive training due to the fact that he is going up against someone larger than himself, and maybe hoping that I'm going to underestimate him. Well, the Ragester has a newsflash for everyone. Zell has done something that neither Styles nor myself have been able to accomplish here in GXW. He has aquired some gold around his waist. If for one second you think that I am going to underestimate a champion, you are sorely mistaken. I WILL be at my best tonight. I WILL defeat Zell. And I WILL show the entire GXW Cruiserweight Division that Zell isn't quite the champion that he is made out to be. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to show Johnny Styles my doughnuts.

Rage opens the locker room door with his seven doughnuts in hand and makes a b-line toward Styles to show off his new personal record of how many doughnuts he can carry as the camera fades to black

 

[BT]

I'm more of a Sinner than a Saint at times

(Fade in: We are shown the locker room of the reigning and undefeated GXW Cruiserweight champion in the form of Zell Hunter. He is wearing most of his wrestling gear right now with the expection of his signature fighting gloves which are on the bench next to him. He is wearing one of the new Twin Phoenix shirts, gray cargo pants and his hair is not dyed blue-but instead it's natural blonde is there. He looks up at the camera when he finally notices it's arrival)

Zell: You know something, I've been in GXW for a while now and while my first year was spent trying to proving myself and look where I am now, at the top of a division and I have one hell of a lovely woman with me in Trynyty for which I'm extremely thankful for because she is the one that's been keeping me sane throughout all of this insanity that's been happening lately. But, now we come to a very interesting moment in my life as I step into the ring with a man who's almost as old as the Reaver in the form of "Wildfire" Johnny Rage. John, where is your little brother "Quicksilver" Timmy Rage and the rest of the old USeWF crew? Where the is the Commanche War Dog and the others? How about Marcus Prime or the other members of the Pale Riders? No bloody clue, good because then it'll just be me and you in that ring and it won't be for the Cruiserweight championship either.

(Zell runs his hands through hair before standing up, one can see that he's almost ready to say "##### it" and go find Rage and pick a fight with him in his locker room)

Zell: Rage, I've fought rookies before and I'm still not impressed with your or your partner with his lame come ones. I do know that if so much as comes within five feet of either half of Twin Phoenix and hits on them, then both halves will most certainly kick his sorry ass all over the arena before I can even *move* to stop you. But the pure and simple fact that I've been wrestling since the age of 15 means nothing, the fact that I'm dating Trynyty Wang of Twin Phoenix means nothing, the fact that I work with some of the top stars means nothing the moment we get into that ring, Rage and then the only thing that counts is how good your talents are at avoiding whatever I throw at you kid because if you've been paying attention to my past matches here in GXW, I don't stop and I never say die. So, you'd best get your ass ready to be handed to you because the one and only Zell Hunter, your GXW Cruiserweight champion isn't going to walk into this match thinking "Oh, wow. I know I'm going to win"...OH HELL NO, I'm going into this match with Saliva blaring through the arena, my title strapped to my waist, and a plan to beat the living ##### out of you and if you do the same to me-then more power to you. But if you don't, then you'd best give up now because I'm going to give you a proper welcome to the Cruiserweight division and if you think that you can beat me...then not only are you living in digital...then you're also in for a painful surpise if you can't...

(Zell reaches down, grabs his gloves and his title and walks out of the camera's view as we fade out)

 

[Styles]

RE: I'm more of a Sinner than a Saint at times

The camera fades into the familiar scene of "Wildfire" Johnny Rage and "Mr. Irresistible" Johnny Styles sitting at a table in their backstage locker room. Styles is munching on what appears to be the final doughnut that Rage had brought back to the room from a previous interview. Rage seems to have a look of half confusion and half pleasure on his face.

Styles: Hey, what is that little smirk about? You know that your fighting Zell here really quick. Come on man, FOCUS!

Rage: No no no. Zell said something that really kinda got me thinking.

Styles: Really? Hey now. The last thing you want this close to a match is for that kid to get under your skin.

Rage: Well, actually it didn't get under my skin at all. You see, I think that he has me confused with somebody else. He started talking about my little brother "Timmy Rage" and somthing about USeWF crew and Pale Riders and such.

Styles:Ahhhh...so he thinks that your someone else.

Rage:Yeah. I think that I really could use this to my advantage. He's probably been studying all these old tapes of this other guy, so he is ready to face him. But I've been watching tapes of the GXW Zell Hunter. Interesting situation wouldn't you say? Considering I have no clue of these people he is talking about.

Styles:Yup, sure does put him in a bad spot.

Rage:Right. Zell, listen up. I dont care if you come to the ring with saliva in your mouth. Hell, I dont care if you have some guys **** in your mouth. Just come on down and we'll see who the gets it knocked out of their mouth. You say that you never say die, Hunter. Well, in our match, you won't have to say anything because my torpedo dive will put you out cold for the 1..2..3. Now leave me alone, I have some thinking to do. Hey Styles, did you ever find Miso?

Styles: Lets talk about that off camera....

Styles and Rage both give a sly grin to the camera as the screen fades to black.

 

[BT]

My weight of the world is your faultline...

(Fade in: We are shown a shot of Zell Hunter pacing back and forth, once again his lack of patience for a match to happen has made him incredibly bored out of his ever loving brain! The undefeated Cruiserweight champion is currently pacing back and forth in his locker room, his signature black gloves on his hands as he goes back and forth, to and fore as the camera is locked on him)

Zell: You know something Rage, they say flattery is the sincerest form of flattery...but on the other hand they also say only a jackass steals someone else's gimmick like you've done, and now it's time for those damn copyright fees to come into the scene right?

(Zell holds out his hands in a "Am I Right?" kind of geature that Rodney Dangerfield made famous)

Zell: Anyway, Rage. I caught your most recent little promo and I must say that I'm so not impressed by your lack of knowledge. Saliva is a band from Memphis, you know one of the two cities we just got done wrestling in your twit. "Torpedo Dive", who the hell are you trying to rip off now, Shark Boy?! At any rate Rage, the moment I see you hit the "Dead Sea Drop"-I'm going to so pimp slap your sorry ass right back to Styles and then I will slap both of you ##### right back into what ever damn federation you two came from so you don't insult the fans of GXW any further with you "Buff Bagwell" and "Shark Boy" imitations-wiether or not they're EVEN REMOTLY ##### GOOD!!!

(A look of pure anger crosses Zell's face, combine that with his now trademark grin, that's a scary image tha the camera man backs up to)

Zell: Rage, I don't care what ever you say or do. What I do know is that in a very short while the two of us are going to go out to that ring and you're going to show me what you can do or so help me god, I will remove you from my sight in the most painful ways I know how. I came here to wrestle, not to mince words against a moron for pete's sake! It's go time, Johnny, can you go the distance against a man who's yet to be beaten for this title? Right now, I'm holding the division together while some half ass like yourself wants to show us all what you can do-prove it to me and I might consider giving you a title shot over Xeno next week or something like that. Show me you've got the blood of a daredevil Rage or I will show you what your own bootlaces taste like....

(Fade out)

 

[Styles]

RE: My weight of the world is your faultline...

The scene fades into a shot of "Wildfire" Johnny Rage sitting at a small fold out table in his backstage locker room. Styles doesnt seem to be in the picture, but you soon notice a toilet flush in the background and Styles makes his way to an empty chair across from Rage and sits down.

Rage: You know what John? Im really a little confused.

Styles: Oh, so you caught Zell Hunter's latest promo as well?

Rage: Yeah, and for a guy who says he doesn't care what the hell I do, he sure is concerned about my gimmick and whom is rippping off whom. But thats not the issue...he called me a "Shark Boy"! Sure, I have the ferocity of a wild animal in the ring, but I really didn't think I was shark like.

Styles: Really? What were you thinking?

Rage: I dunno. Maybe a Puma.

Styles: A Puma? Really?

Rage: Well, yeah. But Zell has given me some new motivation. You see, he said that if I could beat him, I may be getting a Cruiserweight Title shot in the near future. Leaves me very little options but to win. It's been said before, Zell, that you have achieved heights here in GXW that Styles and I have not been able to. You have the gold strapped around your waist, and there is defiantly something to be said about that. But you seem to be going into this match with your head held a little bit higher than mine. You see, my nose is on the grindstone. I've worked my butt off to get to the level that I'm at today, and Im not about to let some whiney little twerp throw me off. You want me to prove to you that I have the blood of a daredevil in me? I think I have done that and much more by taking on Styles as a Tag Team Partner.

Styles: Hey! That was mean!

Rage: Sure was! I don't have any wish, urge, or reason to prove anything to you Zell. If you want to see how a true dare devil acts, be sure to catch a glimps of my Dead Sea Dr....I mean Torpedo Dive! I'll be more than happy to show you just how Puma like I can be!

Styles looks awfully confused as always, but by his facial expression you can tell that he eventually gives up trying to understand what just happened and begins to lace up his boots. Rage looks at the camera, smirks, and gives a big thumbs up as the camera fades to black.

 

[BT]

Between Angels and Insects, Saints and Sinners

(Fade in: Zell Hunter is making his way through the hallways of Freedom Hall, the GXW Cruiserweight championship on his waist as he goes and his signature fighting gloves are on his hands still.)

Zell: You know something, I caught the last little bit of stupidity from V&D before I left my locker room again and you know something-I ##### HATE IT. Rage, you think that just because you've got some lame "Rolling Splash" that you call the "Torpedo Dive" is going to help you win this match and put me away, you'll have to remember what I've been hit with, here let me remind you. I've been locked in Hiroshi's little Surfboard Dragon Sleeper to Davis' pathetic little copy of D'Lo Browns variation of the Frog Splash. I've been doing this for a living since I was still in my teens while you were off blowing your money on a damn surfboard. You've got me good and angry now Rage and I thank you for that, because I'm going to use this anger to do something constructive....like kicking your ass all over Freedom Hall until the Freedom Bell rings to give you a breather before I start all over again.

(Zell stops and motions down to the GXW Cruiserweight championship)

Zell: You think that you've *EARNED* a shot at this belt just because you beat me in a tag team match last week?! Hello, ##### for brains, that just means that you beat somebody who was hurting at the loss of his little brother, this is a whole new ##### week and your ass belongs to me now and not me *AND* Hellfighter. In my opinion, you've done *#####* to earn A DAMN THING IN THIS FEDERATION! Tonight, you're going to show me why I should give any more thought to you as a serious wrestler because you came into GXW as nothing more than Kin Hiroshi's hanger on and unlike you, I actually respect Hiroshi. So tonight, I want you to prove to me your worth and that you've got what it takes to hold this division together-otherwise I'm going to give you a "Side Effect" from the top turnbuckle straight down to the ##### floor just to shut your "Californa Dreaming" ass up!

(Zell resumes his walk towards the ringside area)

Zell: Dallas Winston, Eric Davis, Triple-X, "Superstar" Vince Jacobs, XenO, and all of the other wrestlers including your own tag team partner in Styles have earned spots against me while you've done jack to earn anything. You want to say that just because you won over a grieving man that you've earned your shot-go right ##### ahead, I'm not stopping you..but I will stomp you into the ##### ground for saying that. Now, if you'll excuse me Mister Camera-man, there is an ass that is in dire need of some hardcore kicking if you get my understanding....

(Zell heads towards the entrance way as the opening chords of "Click, Click, Boom" start up as we fade out)