One Dynastic Evening (Breakout/Tag Titles)

[TheDynasty]

The lights in the arena went off, before “The Chairman’s Intent” by Action Bronson played, and the word HOOK appeared in large letters on the tron. The crowd went wild, cheering and recording the scene on their phones, before the music was replaced by “Better Than You” and the HOOK logo transformed into a waving Burberry pattern. The cheering turned to jeering as the audience realised that they had once again been duped. MJF had walked out onto the stage and began to make his way down the ramp when he ducked to avoid a flying paper cup filled with Godknowswhat. He posed pointing at a fan with a “Send MAX” sign, before snatching it from the fan and ripping it in two despite its support for him.

He made his way to the ring announcer and snatched a microphone from them, approaching an old lady at ringside who had been hurling abuse at him. He invited her to hit him and pointed to his cheek, recoiling in disgust when she instead planted a kiss on the side of his face, leaving traces of lipstick. He showed her his middle finger, then entered the ring.

MJF: Cut my music, cut my music. I’m not going to lie to you all, I’m out here because I am pissed. Strangely, the reason that I’m pissed isn’t because we’re back in this godforsaken hellhole known as Bawston YET AGAIN, despite the fact we haven’t been to a real location like Long Island yet, nor is it that disgusting, repulsive fossil that just sexually assaulted me. No…I’ll let you try and guess why I’m pissed, but because I don’t want your peanut-sized brains to explode, I’ll give you a hint.

First it was Stone Cold Steve Austin, now it’s Xavier Woods. Any ideas, Boston? No? Maybe I’ll have to spell it out for you. I mean these annoying little parasites that keep getting in my business. If Stone Cold is the herpes of the EBWF, Xavier Woods is the genital warts of the EBWF. First, you and your buddies eliminated me from the Last Survivor match, and then this week you eliminated me from the chamber. I’m getting sick and tired of you messing with my plans X. This was supposed to be The Dynasty’s big night. We were supposed to have three title matches, but you just had to ruin it and limit us to two. Well the problem for you is that reducing the amount of our matches just makes us extra focused on the ones we have left, and an even bigger problem for you is that now you have to face me. You see Xavier, you and I are still undefeated in one-on-one competition, and that has to end for one of us here tonight.

It comes down to who deserves this the most. Should the gold belt go to the professional wrestler with a matching gold Rolex, or should it stay on the waist of the children’s…sorry, sports entertainer with a plastic crown? Should it stay with bargain basement Jerry Lawler, or should it go to somebody that could actually make the fans give a shit about it? Sure, you’ve done a good job keeping the belt warm, or to give you some credit, warming the belt back up after Christian made that title as hot as a snowman in an industrial freezer, but now is the time to put the belt on somebody that can help give it some prestige. Somebody who has name recognition. I understand that once upon a time you were borderline relevant, but today is a New Day, we’re in the era of Maxwell Jacob Friedman now.

The crowd booed again.

MJF: Shut your ungrateful mouths and let me speak. I have no idea why we keep coming here; everybody knows that Massachusetts knows nothing about the great sport of wrestling. The fans here suck, and the wrestlers here suck.

“The Time Is Now” hit the speakers and the arena erupted once more…before the music stopped and MJF began laughing into the microphone.

MJF: You all make it so, so easy. As easy as “King” Xavier will make it for me to take his Breakout championship belt from him tonight. Since you all really, really want to see somebody else come out here, allow me to introduce to you the most marketable wrestler in EBWF, my friend and, importantly, the referee for my match here tonight…Richard Holliday!

“Diamonds Are Forever” played as Richard Holliday made his way to join MJF in the ring, wearing a black and white striped referee shirt and black jeans. He entered the ring and walked over to MJF.

MJF: Now Richard, there are some incredibly stupid people, and their lovers slash siblings out there that think that you will not be a fair and impartial referee for this match. They actually think that I can’t beat Xavier Woods on my own without using underhanded methods. Could you please let everybody here and everybody watching at home what your role for this match will be.

Holliday: Well, it’s very simple; I’m going to make sure there is no outside interference, I’m going to get more people to buy the Pay-Per-View because they’ll want to see me, and of course, I’m going to make sure the right man wins.

MJF: There you have it, I hope that has put everyone’s mind at ease. And of course, the Breakout championship isn’t the only championship that The Dynasty will be challenging for tonight…

“For The Glory” by All Good Things hit the speakers as KC Navarro and Ace Austin emerged from behind the curtain and made their way down to the ring ahead of their Tag Team championship match later that evening. This would be the second time this combination of Dynasty members had teamed together, after the duo successfully defeated G.O.D. and the Dudley Boyz on Warfare to secure this very shot. KC was wearing a silver vest with pink trim and matching shorts, while Ace wore a purple leather jacket and silver trunks.

KC: For those of you who’ve forgotten, or were maybe just too damn stupid to remember in the first place, I’m Mister B-L-E-Double-S-E-D, and don’t forget that Truly in the front, KC Navarro, and my partner for tonight is the Ace of Spades himself, the INEVITABLE Ace Austin! This past Warfare, we made the Dudley Boyz and Gorillas in the Mist our bitches, with Ace grabbing that briefcase so that we can bless you all with our presence tonight.

The crowd booed as Ace jumped onto the turnbuckles and licked one of his playing cards.

KC: Tonight we’re facing Rated RKO, and we aren’t just here to pad out this PPV card. We’re here to inspire, we have our targets acquired, and boys, those gold belts around your waists are in the crosshairs. You’ve held those titles for 739 days, that takes a hell of a lot of talent and fortitude. Believe me when I say that I admire your achievement, and all of your achievements here in EBWF and throughout your illustrious careers. I just think it’s a damned shame that your reign isn’t going to make it to 740 days. You see boys, well, boys is maybe not the right word here given that you’re both literally old enough to be our fathers – don’t believe me? Google it. You see daddies…nope, that sounded weird…pops-es…as much of an achievement as holding the belts for 739 days is, it also means that it’s time for a change. And what better team to be that change than two of the faces of professional wrestling’s future? Hey Ace, what do you think would make good EBWF tag team champions?

Ace: Athleticism?

KC: We got it!

Ace: Intelligence?

KC: We got it!

Ace: The look?

KC: We got it, baby!

Ace: Charisma?

KC: We got it…in spades.

Ace: I see what you did there.

KC: We tick ALL the boxes, and in addition to that, we’re in our prime. We have decades left in this industry. We can be the face of the EBWF tag team division for a generation, maybe even longer. We have the utmost respect for you both. We used to get home from elementary school and watch you on TV. We used to want to be you, but now it’s just time to beat you.

He handed the microphone to Ace Austin.

Ace: Randy Orton, you like to use that little card table of yours for your…news…bulletins, so how about I lay our cards on the table. We’ve been waiting for our time to come for months now. We’ve been held down by Max’s feud with the lesser Austin; overlooked in the tag division and just thrown into matches with the rattlesnake, but now we’ve finally been given a chance to show what we can do. Whether you realize it or not, you’re looking at two of the most innovative and exciting in-ring performers in this company right now. I know that Edge will recognize it because Edge has been a visionary throughout his career. Without Edge, Christian, the Dudleys, the Hardys, tag team wrestling wouldn’t have evolved to the next stage. We aren’t too ignorant to recognize that, or too proud to admit it. We just feel like it’s time for a changing of the guard, the passing of the torch. We fully intend to come out here, kick your asses and leave with those straps around our waists. We aren’t the Dudley Boyz trying the same old tricks week in and week out. We pride ourselves on our creativity in the ring. We’ll mix it up and use moves that you didn’t know existed. And while you could easily keep up with the Dudleys, or even G.O.D., you won’t be able to keep up with us. It isn’t 2003 anymore, and you aren’t getting any younger. When we won that ladder match Rated RKO were dealt a losing hand, so perhaps it’s time to fold.

MJF: By the end of this most Dynastic evening, the titles will be coming to The Dynasty, and that’s where they’ll stay for a very long time, because we’re better than you…

KC: …and truly blessed…

MJF: …and you know it.

“For The Glory” hit the speakers again as the four members of The Dynasty made their way back up the ramp to the stage, where they were met by Alex Kane and Jade Cargill. They all faced the crowd and raised their arms into the air before turning and heading into the backstage area.