I Quit: Morbid Angel vs. Triple D

[Shane Powers]

/* Cameras come back from a Quest For Gold commercial and show Shane Powers sat looking towards the camera *\

Shane: I am going to make this quick. Because of the nature of Spike’s loss, Morbid Angel will now control his own destiny. If he beats Triple D, he will go on to quest for Gold, not Spike. That is all.

/* Cameras close in on Dean Malenko and Irvin Fury *\

Malenko: This is going to be huge.

Dawe: An I quit match. The winner is going to face Vegito at Quest for Gold.

Malenko: For those of you just joining us, after the controversial ending to the Spike/Vegito match, it has been decreed that the winner of this match will get the shot.

Dawe: Hence throwing that odd stipulation about the other guy out the window.

Malenko: That’s right.

Dawe: Ha.

Malenko: Let’s take you to the ring.

Cole: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following is an I quit match! Introducing first, from Danzig Germany, he weighs in at 360lbs, Morbid Angel!

/* The red Light illuminates the stadium the sound of the wind gust goes from speaker to speaker all the way around until the sound of a dark violin plays vigorously! then into a climax Double bass kicks in as Kill Your Mother and Rape Your Dog rages over the PA And the lights flicker furiously, on the big screen shows the inverted cross as it spins the face of Morbid Angel appears as he does on the platform! he walks down the ramp spitting at fans booing him! he gets to the ring and enters....Arms crossed and ready to kill!*\

Cole: And his opponent…from St Louis Missouri, weighing 165lbs…Triple D!

/* The sounds of Yo, Yo, Yo, it's me, it's me, its Triple D, is heard and then the Rock's theme plays. The cocky and brash Triple D comes from behind the curtain, sweating and determined to whip some ass. He marches down the ramp and enters the ring. He stares coldly at his opponent and then climbs all four turnbuckles to salute the cheering crowd. He closes his eyes and absorbs the cheers as they rain down on him. He hops down and gets ready for action.*\

/* DDD stands in the centre of the ring and MA lurks by the turnbuckle. He is knelt down, looking at DDD with an odd expression on his face. DDD starts to pace and is looking at MA like a madman. Perhaps the right manner…Perhaps not. MA gets to his feet, and starts to walk towards DDD. DDD looks up at him, but doesn’t seem intimidated. MA goes for a punch but DDD blocks it, and starts to hammer away with right hands, electrifying the crowd. *\

Dawe: It’s funny how when DDD fights, I care. When he talks I just turn off.

Malenko: Shut up.

Dawe: Come on. Tell me you don’t agree? This guy could ramble worse than Ric Flair if he tried. Hell, imagine a conversation between those two.

Malenko: Don’t make me repeat myself.

/* DDD has MA backed up against the ropes. He takes a step back, and clotheslines them both over the top rope. Both men go over, but MA is the only one to land on his feet. He punches his head to gather his senses, and grabs DDD by the back of his head, and rams him face first into the Spanish announce table. One of the commentators backs off, and the other throws water at Morbid. Morbid grabs the spare headset and yells at him *\

Morbid: What am I a fucking cat? You aren’t going to stop me fighting. Andale that motherfuckers!

/* MA throws the headset down and turns back to DDD but DDD catches him unawares with the same glass of water, which shatters upon contact with MA’s skull. MA falls back and lands over the Spanish table. DDD clubs MA’s chest a couple of times for good measure and hops onto the table. He grabs the headset, and stands up *\

Triple D: With God as my witness, and you two Spanish fajitas Carlos and Carlito, the Great one is going to stick this roody poo head case through your furniture and into the homes of the millions…and millions of his fans!

/* DDD lifts MA up and swings him around. MA is with it and goes to punch him, but DDD ducks the blow and kicks MA in the gut, instantly leaping up and hitting a DDT through the table *\

HOLY shit!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY shit!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY shit!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY shit!!!!!!!!!!!

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Malenko: Sweet mother of Jesus!

Dawe: Don’t say that word around Morbid! I don’t want him coming up here!

Malenko: I don’t think he can hear us Irvin.

Dawe: I don’t care, I’m not risking it! I didn’t ask for sky box commentary so he could come up here and ruin my night like he did Austin’s!

Malenko: God, please spare me this snivelling idiot…<br>
Dawe: Stop with the God![/center][/size]

[Shane Powers]

/* Back ringside, the arguments in the sky box are not relevant…Or even heard. DDD is getting to his feet, and MA is bloodied, face down in glass and a shattered table. DDD walks to the timekeeper’s table and grabs the house mic *\

Triple D: Morbid Angel, tell the Great One your monkey ass quits!

/* DDD thrusts the mic into MA’s face. MA reaches for it woozily and takes it *\

Morbid Angel: Fuck you Dr Lilian! I’m going to rip your fucking tits off and make you eat them for this!

Triple D: Dr Lilian? I must have knocked your sane side out and called the dumb side out. Well the part that takes up 95% of your brain. Calling Morbid? You in there?

/* DDD tosses the mic into the ring and starts brashly kicking MA in the head. He picks him up, and whips him into a guard rail (Action Zone shows use old fashioned metal rails, not black wooden guards). The rails move back with the impact, and fans scatter out of the way, causing the rail to fall on its’ side. DDD struts over it and takes a moment to listen to his name as it is chanted all around him *\

TRIPLE D! TRIPLE D! TRIPLE D!

Malenko: What a moment.

Dawe: 43,000 solid fans chanting his name. That has to feel good.

Malenko: Yeah. But I half expect his cell phone to ring any moment and spoil it.

Dawe: Shut up.

/* DDD snaps his head back to MA and picks him up. He starts leading him up the steps in the arena until they reach an exit. DDD throws MA and the door opens on impact. The fire alarms in the arena start going off but soon someone has the guile to shut it off. Both men disappear through the doors and for a moment nobody can see what is going on. Finally, cameras are scrambled back stage and we see the situation. They are in the arena cafeteria. DDD tries to throw MA over a table but MA reverses the Irish whip and DDD goes stumbling over into a heap of metal stools. MA grand a stool and throws it over DDD’s abdomen. DDD grabs his stomach and rolls onto his side. MA picks him up and hoists him over his shoulder, and hits a powerful running powerslam through a rather weak table, which crumples under his weight. DDD is slightly stunned but MA doesn’t relent. He sees a glasscandy machine and throws DDD headfirst into is. DDD comes reeling back and the glass has shattered on impact of his forehead, sending little bubblegum candies everywhere, and busting him open. As DDD stumbles back, MA hooks his neck and hits a reverse DDT. DDD’s head bounces hard off the linoleum floor and MA grins through his mask of blood. He picks a shard of glass up and looks down. DDD has a lot of exposed skin, and MA scratches deep into DDD’s shoulder with the glass. DDD almost wakes up with the pain and kicks MA off him instinctively. MA drops the glass and staggers back, the kick having caught him on the chin. MA slips on the sweets but doesn’t fall, instead he turns 180° and catches himself on a table leg. DDD staggers to his feet, and starts stumbling towards some metal doors. MA stalks him and presses a button on the wall. A small ‘ding’ is heard, and the doors open, revealing a lift. MA throws DDD inside and follows. A single camera follows tentatively inside. There is little room in the lift. MA sees a ladder on the wall, and tries to bounce DDD’s head off it. DDD catches MA halfway and reverses it. MA turns around from the shot and DDD climbs up the ladder, which is only about 7 ft high, just under the height of the lift so as to allow roof access. DDD climbs three or four rungs and hits a reverse tornado DDT on MA. As he does, his feet kick the cameraman in the face, and transmission is lost. Therefore cameras return to Malenko and Fury up in their sky box. *\

Malenko: Well it seems we have lost sight of triple D and Morbid Angel, our cameras will be tracking them so as soon as we find them.

Fury: I dread to think where those guys will end up. They wrecked the cafeteria, made a mess of that lift with blood and glass…took out the Spanish table. That Dr Lilian was right. Morbid really is a risk to his environment. Roll on the viagra.

Malenko: VIAGRA?!

Dawe: Yeah that stuff they wanted to knock Morbid out with.

Malenko: You have been around 3T too long. That was not the name of the drug…That is a cure for men with erectile problems.

Dawe: Ah, explains why you are so knowledgeable about it I guess.

Malenko: Whatever you say Irvine…ok, I understand we have located them now…What? The boiler room?

Dawe: That’s original.

[Shane Powers]

/* Cameras cut to a well lit room. There is a loud humming sound, and a large tank in the middle of the room. There are a few pipes on the walls, and some workman’s tools in the floor. The camera is focused on a flight of steps *\

FUUUUUUUCK!

/* Morbid Angel comes tumbling down the stairs and flies through the double doors at the bottom, visible the whole time through a pair of rotund glass windows in the doors themselves. DDD comes following closely behind him and pushes the doors open, and kicks MA through into the room itself. DDD looks around and looks disappointed for some reason. MA is crawling forwards and grabs a wrench. DDD sees it and kicks MA’s hand, but MA doesn’t drop it. He swings his arm around and catches DDD by the shin. DDD yells out and clutches his shin in pain. MA slowly stands and he looks pretty banged up. He brings the wrench down over DDD’s kidney area and throws it out of sight. DDD doesn’t know where to cover up so he lies in almost a foetal position. MA laughs out loud and seems to block out his own pain as he picks DDD up and hits a piledriver on the cold, dirty floor surface. DDD convulses on the floor and MA laughs again. MA picks DDD up and throws him face first into the boiler tank, denting it slightly. Steam begins to rise from it and MA pulls DDD out of the room and up the stairs. Cameras are able to follow this time. The two emerge from another door and they are at the entrance of the arena. Some late fans leap out of their skin as they see the bloodied combatants fall woozily through a maintenance entrance. A few of them are shouting for DDD and some just watch in awe. They approach a ticket booth and a shocked attendant inside flees. MA opens the door to get inside, and notices the cash register was left open. Unlike his team mate Spike he isn’t overwhelmed with the urge to steal money, but instead he pushes it almost shut, lowers DDD’s head next to is, and slams it into his temple. He the shrugs, picks up the whole thing, and dumps it over DDD’s back. MA looks around for another weapon of choice and DDD pulls himself up, and grabs a small fan, ripping it from its socket and clocking MA from behind. He grabs MA and scans him with a price gun but it says ‘no sale’. DD retorts at this *\

Triple D: (out loud) That’s the first time DDD hasn’t made a sale in an arena…

/* DDD opens the door and both men leave the room and head down a staff corridor, and emerge in the staff parking lot. There are lots of vehicles, a white van standing out the most, next to a smashed up truck, that had been towed back to the arena for DDD to drive. *\

Now which car did your monkey ass want to leave in…

/* Triple D shrugs and throws MA into the back of Austin’s truck. He gets in the front and turns the key in the ignition, and starts reversing. DDD buckles up, and starts to accelerate towards a wall. As he reaches it, he pulls the handbrake, and makes a 180° turn. MA goes flying out of the back of the truck, and his body strikes the wall hard. DDD considers reversing into him but decides not to have manslaughter on his record, or even attempted murder, like Austin had a few years prior. *\

\* The doors of the white van open up. Six men in suits leap out. A woman gets out of the passenger door…Dr Lilian. The men in white coats approach Morbid, who isn’t moving. DDD gets out of the truck and nearly apprehends the white coats…but stops himself. Instead he smiles through his bloody face and hops in the back of the van. The white coats toss MA in the back, and the doors shut. Dr Lilian nods at the white coats, and they disappear into the arena. She gets in the passenger seat, and the van starts to move, a few feet forwards, then suddenly stops. It is rocking side to side. A scream is heard inside, and Dr Lilian leaps out, and runs into the arena. For a moment, the rocking stops, then the back doors open suddenly. MA is on his feet, seething. DDD is knelt behind him. MA kicks him in the face, and picks him up over his shoulder. The height of the van is tall enough that a man can stand inside, even a man of Morbid’s height. Morbid has DDD positioned for the black death, but a commotion is heard in the background. Dr Lilian is yelling, and the white suits are rushing back. MA yells out in annoyance */

Morbid: Fuck you all!

/* The white coats rush over, but MA hits the black death before they are even close, DDD’s head slamming into the hard tarmac floor. DDD is knocked out cold. MA gets up and is grinning. The suits are coming now and he is grinning. Almost as if in the moment, madness has overtaken his desire to win, and now he just wants to kill everything in sight. There are six suits running towards him, and he is just stood laughing maniacally, as if he believes he can take them all. The first man reaches him and he hits a back body drop. Bang, on the tarmac floor, the guy is winded and wont be up for a while. A second and third approach at once. He knocks them down with a double clothesline. The fourth gets a big boot. The fifth and sixth are lagging behind. The fifth gets a quick clothesline. The sixth gets a kick to his gut and a tombstone for his delayed efforts. MA sees Dr Lilian in the distance and his eyes glaze over. A guard has shot him in the back of his leg, and he drops to his knees. He seems to be fighting the drugs from the inside, as if he is trying to be immune. His eyes open up again. The two clotheslined guards are up behind him. They grab both of his arms and try to push him into the floor. Morbid is too strong, but one of them grabs a stun gunand shoots him in the neck. Morbid flops to the floor almost instantly, going limp with the shot. Dr Lilian starts to walk over, and nearly jumps out of her skin as the door behind her opens suddenly, and Shane Powers rushes through, sprinting to the scene. He stops by DDD, and he is lying in his own blood, knocked out. Shane checks for his pulse, and finds one. He runs over to Morbid. He is visibly breathing but not conscious. *\

/* Shane looks around. He clutches his head, trying to get his head around the carnage. He looks to the camera and waves his hand to say ring the bell *\

Shane: This match is being declared a no contest. If either or both men are able, then they will face Vegito at Quest for Gold. If neither man is able, I will personally choose a challenger.

/* Shane power walks furiously towards Dr. Lilian *\

Shane: And you! What the hell are you doing in my arena?

Dr. Lilian: Mr. Sanderson…

Shane: SANDERSON? Winter Sanderson left the company weeks ago! I control this man’s documents now! I am going to see to it that not only will you be sued by Morbid Angel, but also by the ExWA! Now get the hell out of my arena and take your monkeys with you!

/* Cameras return to ringside after shots of Shane in anger, Morbid Angel being dropped by the white suits, and finally a shot of an unconscious Triple D. The crowd are still chanting as a video for the main event starts to air. *\

TRIPLE D!!!!!!!!!!TRIPLE D!!!!!!!!!!TRIPLE D!!!!!!
MORBID!!!!!!!!MORBID!!!!!!!!MORBID!!!!!!!