The Urban Assault Begins....

[Wife Beater]

**The IWF arena was rocking pretty hard after the craziness that happened as Revolution went off the air. So much so that the response on the internet was that it was one of the best shows since the new management started the IWF. One day after Revolution and the building is still rocking. The fans are chanting and yelling quite loudly and they patiently await the arrival of some of the best IWF wrestlers. Just then "Walk With Me In Hell" by Lamb of God slams the PA speakers and the crowd goes nuts as their IWF TV Champion Wife Beater is set to make his way to the ring.**

CHRIS CROSS:
Here comes the IWF TC Champ Wife Beater. He has still yet to announce his Tag Team partner for next weeks Revolution. I wonder who he is going to get.

JESSE VENTURA:
I don't know, Chris, but I heard he was going to recruit Fat Chocolate to for the Beer and Candy Alliance so I am not sure how this is going to work.

**Chris Cross chuckles slightly.**

CROSS:
I gotta give it to ya, Ventura, that was a good one.

**Just as the red lights shined down flashing on the black curtain of the entrance way, the shredding heavy metal guitar riffs kicked in and the fireworks exploded onto the stage as the crowd went nuts. Just then Wife Beater burst out from behind the curtain and onto the stage. Wearing a plain black T-Shirt, his old dirty blue jeans, and the TV title, he came out carrying a six pack of beer.**

VENTURA:
Well it looks like Wife Beater came prepared with his six pack of Natty Ice.

**Wife Beater unstrapped his belt and raised it high in the air and the crowd gave him a warm response. He quickly threw the title over his left shoulder and lifted the six pack up grabbing one of the cans out. He cracked it open and took a chug before heading down the ramp toward the ring. On his way down the crowd's cheers got even louder as he smirked, chugged, and strolled down the ramp. He stopped at ringside, paused a moment to look over the crowd before hopping into the ring. He motioned over to Jenny Stark to bring him a microphone. The beautiful ring announcer stood up and walked over to ring side to hang Wife Beater a mic. Beater took one last chug of his beer before crushing the can and tossing it into the crowd for a lucky member of the audience.**

WIFE BEATER:
So what do you know.....I did what I always do and that is beat some ass on Monday. Myself along with Joel Frost went in to Revolution with one goal and that was to win the match and what did we do? We won the match. Granted I did not pin Mister Windsor but I did enough to get us the win and that makes me happy enough.

**The crowd gives a mixed reaction since their "British Hero" is the man who lost the match.**

VENTURA:
He did about as much as I did in that match. And that is jack and shit.

**Wife Beater looked around to the crowd as they gave off their mixed reaction. The look on his face was not too happy.**

WIFE BEATER:
Now it seems I have a few things on my plate that I need to discuss with you all! First things first is that stupid ass Mikkey. You really think you are going to beat me for MY Television Title don't you, boy? You really have no idea who you are messing with do you? One thing you need to learn about me is that I do not back down and I will make this very clear when I whoop your ass in front of the hundreds of thousands of fans that come see me put an end to the illusion you have of becoming a champion.

**The crowd cheers this statement, showing their hate for Mikkey and Max. Wife Beater smirks a moment before continuing.**

WIFE BEATER:
Now onto more pressing matters and that is this upcoming Monday at Revolution I have been entered into a Tag Team Match against "The Aussie Pussy" Cock and again this thorn in my side Mikkey with MJW as the Special Guest Ref. Well I guess it seems that The Ringmaster really doesn't like his champions around here because this will be the second match of the night for me and he thinks it's really going to affect me I suppose.

**The crowd boos to the name of the Ringmaster. They start to chant.**

CROWD:
ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!

CROSS:
Well there are some not so nice words for the Owner of the company, Ringmaster.

**Wife Beater stands in the middle of the ring laughing at the chants of the crowd. He grabs another can of beer from his six pack and cracks it open. He quickly chugs the whole beer down. He again crushes the can and tosses it into the crowd.**

WIFE BEATER:
Well Ringmaster you fucking Cockmaster. I have something in store for you! I have a HUGE announcement to make right now! Something that will rock you to your very foundation. Something that NO ONE saw coming. The new era in this business has begun tonight. The ASSAULT is upon you. That is right you fucking heard me. Be ready Croc and Mikkey because come this Monday. THE URBAN ASSAULT HAS BEGUN! Ladies and Gentlemen I give you my tag team partner!!!

((**He knows who he is so let him reply please.**))

[donzig]

All eyes are on the ramp, and the fans seem to be waiting as does Wifebeater. And then the curtain is flung open, and the Hardcore Incarnate storms from the back chewing on a cigar as he storms back and forth on the stage. The fans cheer wildly, chanting the name of the American Destroyer as he rips the IWF heavyweight Championship from his shoulder.

He lifts it into the air, smoke swirling before he heads down the ramp. He climbs inside, posing on the apron with the belt before he flung the cigar aside.

He stepped inside, calling for a mic before he stalked back and forth. Then he exchanged a high five with Wifebeater before he grinned wickedly. "The Ringmaster can suck my fucking cock!"

The fans exploded, and Wifebeater clapped as Donzig draped the belt across his shoulder. And a hand was waved. "Croc can suck my fucking cock!"

The fans again erupted, and the D-Unit was bowing towards the ring as Donzig walked back and forth. Then he paused, lifting a hand. "Mikkey, when you are done sucking their cocks? You can suck my fucking cock! By the way, son, this is how you probably use fucking profanity on TV, motherfucker!"

The place exploded, and Wifebeater laughed as he drank his beer. Donzig shrugged his leather clad shoulders, pausing again before he looked towards the back. "Max Jewel! Max Jewel when you are done sucking off those three assclowns? You may also suck my fucking cock!"

The fans cheered, and Donzig snarled. "Ringmaster, you sat in the back! And you called down the thunder! You'll make the life of anyone who dares to tag with Wifebeater a living, breathing Hell? Do it! I want you to fucking do it!"

The fans were eating it up, and Donzig waved his hand before adjusting the belt on his shoulder. "Because let me ask you, who is in Hell now? Because very soon? Every single ounce of gold in your goddamned company is going to be around the waist of the Urban Assault!"

The fans exploded, and Donzig grabbed a beer cracking it open to share a toast with his new partner. He walked back and forth, shaking his head before he took a long swig. "Take a good hard look at the future of the Faction, Ringmaster! Because there is not a goddamned thing you can do to stop us! Need I remind you of a few things?"

Donzig paused, looking at the camera. "I have the best tag team win/loss record in the history of the CWA, every great tag team in the CWA, every great fucking stable in the history of this company? I was there! The Industry? Donzig & Reese? Draven Inc.?"

Donzig waved a hand, frowning. "The CIA?"

The fans exploded, and Donzig grunted. "All of these means? That on Monday? Mikkey and Croc are in for the beating of a goddamned lifetime, and you fucking fed them into the meatgrinder! And Max Jewel if you show your face? I will fucking break that stick of yours across your fucking skull!"

The fans cheered, and Donzig took a long swig from his beer. Then he threw the can aside, patting his IWF title before he walked back and forth. "Croc? I want you to look at Monday as a preview of Payback! Because much like at Payback? I am going to kick the piss out of you!"

Then he paused, waving a hand. "And MJW? Brother, I am not happy about what happened at Revolution. And for what it's worth? I'm sorry, but at Revolution? I know you will call it down the middle! And at Payback? You and me will have a hell of a fucking match after we kick the piss out of that Aussie Assclown!"

Wifebeater laughed at that, and Donzig shrugged as the fans cheered.

["The EGO" MJW]

The fans are just about as pumped as they can be, but when BIG EGO hits the bar is raised as the fans pretty much pis themselves with excitement as their Hero, 'The EGO' MJW steps out onto the stage.

MJ is wearing grey track bottoms and a classic 'Justified Ego' t-shirt. The Hero stops on the stage for moment and takes in the applause and then looks to the ring to size up what might just be the most powerful tag team in wrestling, the holders of all the gold in the IWF, Wifebeater and Donzig.

'The Ego' heads down the ramp, walks around the ring and grabs a mic, he looks up and the rolls under the bottom rope, getting to his feet on the other side of the ring from the 'Urban Assault'.

BIG EGO cuts and the fans simmer down to listen as MJ lifts the mic



"The EGO" MJW
I hope neither of you minds the interuption but i thought i kinda had a reason to be out here and i have a few things that need saying...

...



MJ turns to the IWF Heavyweight Champion




"The EGO" MJW
...regards Revolution last night, no hard feelings...shit happens, granted it does not often happen to MJW, but it did and fact of the matter is people can say what they want, Croc can say what he wants and the Ringmaster can do whatever he wants to do...

...MJ has no problem with you, we are...'cool'...



MJ then turns to the IWF TV Champ



"The EGO" MJW
...and well done to you Beater, i guess last night really was the highlight of your career, you might not have pinned the Egos shoulders to the mat but you were on the team that did, so im guessing winning the CWA World title is not your biggest achievement anymore!



MJ smirks as the fans cheer. Donzig chuckles to himself as Wifebeater understands that this is MJW just being 'The EGO'



"The EGO" MJW
But now back to you Donzig...

...when i said we were cool, i meant it...

...i got to say im a little suprised about this whole 'Urban Assault' shit, one would have thought that it might have been MJW and Donzig heading into this Tag Team Tourneyment...

...but i guess the fans wont get that treat...

...however what they will get is the biggest Triple Threat in recent sports entertainment history...

...you versus Croc, versus ME!

and whilst i will be calling next weeks match straight down the line, i can guarentee you Donzig that when we step in the ring at Payback, when MJW gets his shot at the IWF Heavyweight Championship i will do whatever i have to do to claim it...

...fuck the rules, fuck respect and fuck friendship...

...at Payback, if i have to i will kick you in your 'well sucked' cock and ill break a chair over your fucking head...

...to become the IWF Heavyweight Champion I WILL DO ANYTHING...if i have to...



MJ is pretty close to the champ as the tension builds, MJ slowly lowers the mic and takes about a half a step back before he rather suprisingly offers Donzig a handshake. Donzig looks down at the gesture and then back up to MJW.

He looks over to Wifebeater who shrugs his shoulders...

...the fans want a reaction, will they get the one they want?

[donzig]

"Well, that's good to know." stated the Hardcore Incarnate as he walked back and forth, then he shrugged his shoulders. He paused, turning slightly to regard MJW before he lifted the mic. "Because you know that I will do everything, and I mean do everything to keep it!"

The fans cheered, and Donzig nodded as he jabbed a finger towards the Ego. "Right now, we're cool, but you of all people should know that at Payback? I will show you no mercy, that our friendship will not hinder me from leaving you broken and battered inside of that ring, MJW! And I will throw you from the top of the mountain just like I am going to throw down Croc!"

The American Destroyer shrugged, walking back and forth before he continued. He shook his head, looking between Wifebeater and MJW. "But this isn't about that is it? It is about Revolution, and what the Urban Assault is going to do everyone and everything in their path."

[Wife Beater]

**Wife Beater starts to smirk as he looks at both Donzig and MJ. Wife Beater stands staring at the two for a moment and then looks around to the crowd as they wildly cheer the awesomeness that is going on in the ring. Beater raises his mic.**

WIFE BEATER:
Now this is why this man is the World Champ!

**The crowd goes nuts as Donzig nods his head in agreement.**

WIFE BEATER:
Now we all know that Donzig is probably going to beat everyone at Payback, no offense to you Michael but he is quite right. We aren't out here to discuss the Pay-Per-View we are here to discuss Monday night and what the Urban Assault is gonna do. For one team to hold all of the gold in the company is really a great feat and is also going to help boost the economy. People are going to want to be the Urban Assault, they will buy our music, our T-shirts, our DVDs, you name it the kids will go crazy over it.

**MJW snickers and shakes his head but Donzig sneers at him and then nods in agreement with Wife Beater.**

WIFE BEATER:
You see the fact of the matter is that it is already occurring. People want to be us. Who wants to be some Australian pompous ass? Who wants to be two really slow homosexual retards like Mikkey and Max? No one. They want to be bad ass beer drinking, ass kicking, mother fuckers like myself and Donzig. It is truly a proven fact. Come this Monday the Urban Assault will show everyone in the world it was a bad idea to fuck with us and that is just plain and simple.