Jacob Figgins [vs.] Eric Steel [vs.] Farmer Dick [vs.] Johnny Cage [vs.] Matt Stone [vs.] Jaxx Ryder

Scene cuts to an aerial shot of an empty arena. A Steel Cage has been lowered over the ring already, and Johnny Cage is seen walking around inside the ring. After Johnny shakes the cage, testing it, we see that he is hooked up to a microphone.

Cage: Sunday night, the one and only Johnny Cage will receive his first opportunity at gold in the IWF. For two weeks ago, he defeated Blyss Lockheart and Storming Raven in a most excellent Triple Threat Match. And his prize? A six-way Steel Cage scramble match for the Uprising Championship Belt. This is an opportunity that Johnny Cage will not be found lacking. Johnny Cage is more than ready for a match that will be held in this very cage.

Cage walks around the ring, running his hands along the edge

Cage: This very cage… how many of my opponents will I have to send face first into this unforgiving structure? How many faces will I have to ruin to merely even get a LOOK at that shiny faceplate on leather? How many times will my OWN face get raked across the stone cold steel?

Cage chuckles.

Cage: Well, if it comes right down to it? All five of my opponents have a date with my mistress here. And don’t let my Hollywood good looks fool you. I am prepared myself. I know that to win this match, I must get up close and personal and meet her, for my mistress does not play favorites. But it will not stop me from taking what I want. The Uprising Championship will be as good as mine. Who is there to stop me?

Cage: Farmer Dick? I admit, he is the one I see most likely to win this match, outside of myself that is. He is a big, tough country boy. He should feel right at home in the confines of the miles of steel that will surround the six of us. Despite our loss last week, I hold no ill will toward you. However, it will not stop me from taking you down, and leave you battered and bloody in the middle of the ring if that is what is needed. I have taken down bigger and badder men in the past, and you will be no exception.

Johnny leans in the corner, a grin still on his face.

Cage: And then, we have Eric Steel. A man who should not even BE in this match. Why, do you ask? Eric, what have you even done to get involved in this opportunity? If you guessed: bitched, whined, and moaned until management gave in, you would be right. Johnny Cage had to take down two other very tough competitors. I EARNED my spot. And so did everyone else… well, except for one.

A look of confusion spreads across Johnny Cage’s face.

Cage: Jacob Figgins. I can at least make a guess as to why Eric Steel got in. But you? Guess work escapes even me. I mean, I even found some time to watch Zombie Robot Vampires. People call MY movies bad? Good lord, you make me look like Marlon Brando and Ninja Mime look like The Godfather. But don’t let my words fool you all. The road we each took to get here changes not one damn thing. All it means is that I have additional bodies to destroy en route to my next run of singles gold. It doesn’t change that fact that the ring shall be stain with the blood of all who enter.

The grin returns to Johnny’s face.

Cage: Jaxx Ryder, your blood shall also be added to the mix. After all, I have said it once and it bears repeating. No Rock Knockoff has what it takes to knock this train of its rails. Hawkins has proven it once already, but I am going to be the one that is going to hammer this one home. You have had some measure of success around here. But so did Corporal Kirchner back in the day. You all remember him? When Sergeant Slaughter left his company and management decided to replace him with a knockoff, everyone thought it was a good idea. How well did it work out? He won a few matches, and got his shot. The World Champion made him submit in only a few minutes… with a simple headlock. You sir, are Corporal Kirchner. And at least the good Corporal waited for the original to leave. And that leaves us with one more…

Johnny pushes himself off of the ropes, and he gets a little more serious.

Cage: Matt Stone, you are my last victim in this bloodbath. And although I consider Farmer Dick the greatest threat in this match, I cannot discount you. After all, of all my opponents you are the one who has been the most impressive. Not only do you have a recent victory against another member of this little shin dig, but I readily admit you had the toughest road here. I know what it is like to face Savage, and Becky has her own experiences with Aries. But you will need to remember. That was only the qualifiers. This… this is the real thing. And it will all come down to this Sunday.

Cage once again runs his hand along the steel.

Cage: And it will all come down to my mistress. For it will be her that decides the outcome, and she is a fickle, cold hearted bitch. The only thing you all can do is to Prepare Yourselves. Prepare Yourselves for the mass destruction that awaits us all. Prepare Yourselves for the mayhem that only a match like this can bring. Prepare Yourselves, for the Express Train is coming kiddies. Listen to it SCREAM!

Fades to Black.

IWF Uprising Championship
Steel Cage Scramble Match
Jacob Figgins [vs.] Eric Steel [vs.] Farmer Dick [vs.] Johnny Cage [vs.] Matt Stone [vs.] Jaxx Ryder




Scene 1:

The figure stands atop the mountain as a storm rages around him. Wind whips at the long dark hooded jacket he wears. He seems to shout in defiance of the storm fist raised in the air a scream ripping from his throat as he stares at the storm. People at the base of the mountain stare up at the figure their mouths agape as they look upon the scene above.

A voice fills the air and booms over the raging storm.

Ethereal Voice:
“You are My child Jaxson Ryder, the son of Apollo, and as such you should show more respect to your father. You will not stand in defiance of my wishes and you will give up on the silly dream you have of making this music you call Rock And Roll.”

Jaxx stumbles a little as the wind picks up but he quickly regains his feet. He stands once more and lashes out at the storm. His scream pushes the clouds back and the storm lessens. A smile crosses his face as you pushes the hood back off his head. He screams up into the universe where the voice had spoken from before.

Jaxx:
“You may be my father you may be a God but you don't hold a candle to me so bring down your wraith because I am not going anywhere. I am going to bring the word to the faithful. I will show them the way to the garden or greatness. They will learn that Rock is the new voice of a God.”

A laugh fills the air as thunder trembles the ground, those standing below grab their loved ones as fear crosses their face. Jaxx looks down on the people concern etched on his face he knows they are innocent and yet they will suffer Apollo's wraith. Reaching down Jaxx pulls out a golden electric guitar, pulling the strap over his head a wicked smile crosses his face as he pulls a pick from between the strings. He strikes a cord and the clouds are cleared out. The people standing below let out cheers some even through up the devil horns to their new god.



As Jaxx plays the guitar an angry growl fills the air as a Man seems to materialize next to him. The man is dressed in golden flowing robes and a golden aura surrounds his body. Many would consider the site of him beautiful yet the anger on his face makes him ugly. He grabs the guitar and tosses it from the mountain as he grabs Jaxx.

Apollo:
That is enough or your arrogance and defiance you may be my son but I will not tolerate this any longer you will be cast down for this.

He picks up Jaxx by the collar of his coat, and smiles as he tosses him over the edge of the cliff after his guitar. Jaxx plummets toward the ground yet he doesn't scream. Right before he hits the ground everything goes black.



Scene 2:

The blackness of night fills the room as we see a a large bed with what looks like a body asleep in it suddenly the figure sits up and as the sheets slide off we see Jaxx Ryder a panicked look on his face he wipes sweat from his forehead as he swings his legs over the side of the bed. Grabbing the cell phone from the side of his bed, he dials a number and waits as the phone rings. Finally a faint voice can be heard on the line.

Voice:
......

Jaxx:
Yeah I know what time it is but I need to meet I have some things to work out can you be at the gym in an hour?

Voice:
…............

Jaxx:
OK great see if you can get Johnny there too I want to work out in the ring, and I need a partner.

Voice:
…..........

Jaxx:
See ya there.

Jaxx hangs up the phone and then stands up heading into a bathroom he closes the door and the camera fades out.

A Short Time Later

Jaxx walks into the almost empty gym and heads toward the ring in the back where two men wait for him one is Darren De Jean We can only assume the other is Johnny as he stands there in work out cloths. Jaxx walks up a huge smile on his face as he shakes Darren's hand.

Jaxx:
Thanks for meeting me I know its late but I had this fucked up dream and knew I was in no way getting back to sleep and with the PPV coming up and the Steel Cage match I figured I needed as much practice as I can get.

Darren:
No problem kiddo I figured something was up. I spoke with our friend he said he has been watching the videos of you working out. He sees the potential you have going for you and he says you just need to let go don't be afraid of anything just take the risk.

Jaxx sits on a bench and pulls out his boots and starts lacing up. As he works on lacing them up he nods at Darren. Johnny climbs in the ring and stretches as he waits for Jaxx to get ready.

Jaxx:
Yeah I know sometimes the risk out weighs the reward but hey I will try. So I heard one of my opponents has finally spoke out about the match. I think it was Johnny Cage, you know what I don't get is where this two bit Hollywood knock off of a wrestlers thinks he has the right to say I am a fake and a phony and that I am here as a second rate knock off of Griffin Hawkins. You know I have been in the music business since the day I was born. I walked out of my momma's womb with a guitar in my hands . I admit Griffin Hawkins kicked my ass around that ring but if this Ryan Reynolds wanna be thinks that some flashy moves and good looks is going to carry him in this match he is in for a surprise.

Darren nods and smiles at Jaxx as he finishes lacing up his boots and climbs in the ring. Jaxx stretches and checks the ropes making sure everything is set right.

Jaxx:
You Know what Darren I have to say this shit has really started to piss me off. These guys calling me a poser when some of the guys in this match didn't earn their shots they where just handed to them. Johnny seems to think that he is in some way even close to the same league as Griffin Hawkins and honestly Johnny you couldn't carry the mans guitar picks let alone even step in the ring with that man. You are as fake as they come in this business and just as transparent, we all see through you. You want to know what this” Corporal Kitchner “ did to get into his match. I went out there and faced two people a hell of a lot tougher then Blyss Lockhart, and Allen Walker. Wait you know what I can't say that about Blyss she is pretty tough and most likely would have won your match if she hadn't been cheated. Also I must note the fact here MR. Cage that you seem to not even have a clue who you faced in the match you said Storming Raven but as we can clearly see it was Allen Walker. I am amazed you even know who is in this match.

Now as I was saying I not only had to take on the muscle of the Empire but also Baron Thomson. I did all that with a fucking broken arm and a concussion and I plan on walking into No Where to Run with that same broken arm and showing the Hollywood faker just who the poser is.

Turning to face Johnny, Jaxx squares off in the middle of the ring the two lock up collar and elbow pushing each other back and forth. The two quickly work through a few moves exchanging them back and forth as the loosen up into a routine. Jaxx rebound off the ropes and leap frogs over Johnny but as he reaches the other ropes he jumps onto the top rope and back flips doing a cartwheel kick right into the top of Johnny's head.

Darren:
That's it kid right there is what we are talking about you take the shot don't think about don't worry about it, just fucking do it.

Jaxx gets to his feet and picks up Johnny who he flings against the ropes but as Johnny goes to leap frog Jaxx. He catches him and then flips him hitting a massive T-Bone suplex. Again not wasting time Jaxx picks up Johnny and slips into the Koji Clutch.

Jaxx:
Been waiting to try out this move I think everyone needs a good submission move in there arsenal. I know our friend tells me I need to expand on my moves so they can't predict what your going to do. Especially against the likes of Matt Stone. I mean we have faced each other once and I walked out of that match the winner but I won't discount him in this match. That Canadian Large Mouth Bass is trouble and I am sure he remembers last time we tangled and is looking forward to getting some form of revenge on me.

Letting Johnny go Jaxx helps him to his feet, Johnny rubs his neck but shakes Jaxx hand and heads out of the ring. Jaxx climbs out as well and sits on the bench grabbing the bottle of water Darren offers him.

Jaxx:
I mean seriously Darren, Matt stone has the potential if he would just stop letting his ego and mouth get in the way of his wrestling ability. I think that’s the issue with a lot of these younger guys they get out there and let their mouths run and then step in that ring and realize this is not a debate. Matt Stone you have skill shut your mouth look and listen, learn from others and maybe you will one day hold the championship I am about to win.

Finishing the water Jaxx unlaces his boots and tosses then in the bag. He pulls out a DVD and hands it too Darren.

Jaxx:
Lets head into the office I want to watch these videos of the guys matches I really want to concentrate on Figgins and Farmer Dick. Those two worry me the most. Dick I have faced before and though the man is well a farmer he has power and strength behind those ropey muscles. I have felt that power, hell his knees almost broke me in two last time we tangled and once again I have to face him this time in the confines of a steel cage . Hell I am not sure if this steel cage can hold that mountain of a man. No worries Dick I have some ideas brewing for you my friend and we will see once more who the better man is and this time I plan on it being me.

The two Men head back into a small office with a large screen TV and a DVD player. Darren sets up the DVD and turns everything on as the two sit in the office chairs. The video starts playing showing Jacob Figgins in different matches. Jaxx leans forward studying the mans moves.

Darren:
Kids got skills no doubt he will be one to watch for sure.

Jaxx:
Yeah he will but Johnny did have a point Figgin's and Steel have been here and have put in the time but the rest of us had to go through a match to earn our spot. I am not saying Jacob that you don't deserve a spot but I am saying it sure is convenient to have that spot handed to you on a silver platter with out the need to have your ass handed too you by two opponents just the week before this match. Hey you know what that means shit really when it comes down to it you have skills we have all seen it and I am sure at some point we will see each other across that ring and when we do I plan on saying fuck it and laying into you like a rented mule.... damn I should have used that analogy for Farmer Dick it would have made more sense. Oh well its done and over with now so I guess that’s life.

Jaxx stands and turns off the DVD and tosses it back into his bag and sits back down looking over at Darren the two men just sit silently for a moment. Finally Darren clears his throat, and looks at Jaxx.

Darren:
Boy I think you are forgetting some one there isn't there a member of the Empire in there?

Jaxx:
Oh yeah Eric Steel the whiner of the Empire, the man who was handed his chance into this match. Now he has been here for awhile but really what has he done lately to deserve this? Seems to me he hasn't been on a winning streak....honestly I am not sure when he last won a match. I wonder if I should bring some cheese to the ring for Eric Steel, I wonder what goes good with Empire whine? Honestly Darren there are a lot of people in this match and I am not even sure I will meet each and everyone of them in the match. There will be bodies everywhere, people going after each other Eric Steel you are one of those men I want to meet in there so I can finally shut up a member of the Empire. You know what Darren I am done for the night tell our friend I will see him soon.

Darren nods at Jaxx and the two men stand and leave the office as the camera fades to black.

~~~ Can you say bitch?~~~
((Off camera))

Scene cuts to Johnny Cage running some laps on an outdoor track. But unlike the last time we saw him, it is not a Winter Wonderland outside. We are in Hot-lanta, GA! Although, it is relatively cool still. However, not all is well. Johnny Cage has been fighting a cold over the last week.

Johnny Cage takes a turn a little too sharply, stumbling a bit. But he able to correct himself and he slows his pace down.

Fuck. Gotta watch it, not like I should really be doing this. But this opportunity is too good to pass up. After that quick loss against those Irish guys, it might be a while before I get another chance. Its not like management is just throwing me shot after shot.

After one more turn, we see Becky Valiant waiting at his starting area. Some bottles of water, and a pair of camping chairs are sitting nearby. Johnny wearily smiles, as he slows down to walk off the last section. As he nears, Becky throw one of the nearby bottles, which he barely manages to catch.

Becky: Your slow today, are you holding up?

Cage: Bah! Not the best, but I should be good to go for the Steel Cage Scramble. It's your fault anyway. If I wasn't spending that time running around in snow...

Becky laughs.

Becky: Nah, you deserved it. And now you don't have anything to complain about. In fact, I find this to be perfect running weather. Besides, it was only a tag team match. The Scramble is next, and by the time the bell rings you wouldn't even remember that you were ill.

Johnny Cage grunts, as he takes a seat. He opens up his bottle, and takes a long swig.

Becky: By the way, I caught your little television spot. You screwed up.

Cage: Huh? What you mean? The Corporal Kirchner line a bit too obscure?

Becky snickers.

Becky: Well, make that two things. Don't you remember Allen Walker?

Cage furrows his brow.

Cage: Walker? Should I?

The snicker turns into a full on laugh.

Becky: You should. He was one of you opponents to get into the scramble. You didn't face Raven.

Johnny's face falls as it dawns on him.

Cage: Ah. Fuck. Well, people come and go so often, I don't bother with learning all their names. Anyone catch it yet?

Becky: Well, Ryder did.

Cage: Ah, well I guess that's kinda appropriate.

Becky: How you figure?

Cage: Well, I mighta been a bit hard on him. But you know how it is around here. Guess he owed me one.

Cage laughs a bit.

Cage: Well that knowledge won't do him a bit of good anyway. He may have studied my match history, but I've been studying his moves and match tendacies.

Becky: Good. Well, I need to run early. Have some prep work I need to do for your match. Meet you at four for you next session?

Cage: Sounds good. When's dinner?

Becky: Whenever your done. Probably sevenish? Don't rush it though. Don't need you talking about your upcoming match against Ravishing Rick Rude and Ric Flair.

Cage: Ha!

Becky gets up, and leaves the area. Johnny sits there for a few extra minutes, thinking.

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Scene cuts to Johnny Cage, standing in front of the Nowhere to Run logo.

Cage: So. Finally, a couple of my opponents finally decided to rear their heads. Not all mind you, but enough. But I can not help but think of why something like that can happen. Afterall, we are all tough men. Or at least, we all like to think so, but it has to be true. And me? I am nothing more then a B movie actor.

The grins spreads over his face.

Cage: Or at least that what all the disbelievers would want you to believe. Figgs. I happened to catch a bit of your promo today. And something you mentioned caught my ears. Me? Care about critics?

A laugh spurts out from his mouth.

Cage: You don't do the kinds of movies that I star in and care one thing about critics. No critic would even give Ninja Mime 2 a full review. I was lucky to get even a couple of sentences. But I'll tell you what. Its was a SMASH at the box office. To top it all off, I got to hang with such stars as Chuck Norris and Scout Taylor Compton. Not only that, it helped to launch the Heroes For Hire movie that released, just last year.

He winks at the camera.

Cage: Look for it on DVD and Blu-Ray March 6th! You see, critics hate me. But my fans? They LOVE me, and through them I will gain the ability to prevail. The fans, they are the ones that drive me and the ones I fight for. But critics... like you Figgins, I have something special in mind. Remember a movie director by the name of Uwe Boll. Like him or not, he did one thing that most people could only dream of. Raging Boll, anyone?

Cage snickers.

Cage: In case you never heard of it, Uwe invited some of his critics to step into a boxing ring with him. Some accepted, and then he proceeded to punch the living daylights out of them. You know how they got suckered in? Research, plain and simple. Uwe Boll trained professionally as a boxer, and those basement geeks who thought it was safe behind their computers in their Mama's basement. All those computer skills, and they did not think to do a little research. But in your case, Figgy. I think you have not done you research. One-Dimensional? I warn you, I kick in 3D. I am well trained, I am disciplined. If you only think of me as an actor, you are missing the other two dimensions. Multiple Black Belts in different martial arts, multiple time singles champions, almost eight years wrestling experience. Concentrate on the acting at your own peril, or you will be the next one to find himself back in his mother's basement. And one last thing.. If you think that Becky Valiant is only there to “appease my manhood.” I challenge you to face her in a match. And don't come crawling to me for help.

Cage: Another person who decided to rear his head was Mr. Laxing Jaxxson Ryder. First of all, a concession. It WAS Allen Walker, not Storming Raven I defeated along with Blyss Lockheart that I went through to get here. And excuse me if I can't keep all the people who decide to show up for a match or two and leave forever. So I can be excused when I mix up one two-bit loser for another. And you like to think getting past 'ole Damian Drake and Baron Tompson makes you that much more worthy? Don't make me laugh. I would have defeated them even quicker then I took down Blyss and Walker. And don't tell me that I screwed Blyss. No one from the Empire helped. I just threw her into a ring post and covered Walker. Perfectly legal. Blyss should have watched her back a bit more carefully. And I did not have the time to nail Walker with another move. In a match like this Steel Cage Scramble, you need to have this ring presence. To take the pins and submission when you can get them. For this veteran that you claim to be, you should know this already.

Cage: Now for the rest of you. Are you all holding back, saving what you have? Or are you all just scared of losing to this “two-bit” B Movie actor? The way some people talk about me here, I don't blame you for hiding. I would hide from me too. But remember, when the time comes and the ring bell tolls there will no longer be any hiding. The Steel Cage will be lowered and you all will be locked up in a cage with one of the greatest martial artists ever to grace a professional wrestling ring. But not only that, but a martial artist with a great wrestling background, and a REAL wrestling mastermind in his corner. I fear that your chances are slim. But it is not too late, for there is one ting that you can do.

The smirk once again crosses his face.

Cage: Prepare Yourselves. Prepare Yourselves for the Uprising of a new champion. Prepare Yourselves for the rebirth of the phoenix. Prepare Yourselves for a man, who has made his name within the confines of miles upon miles of steel. Prepare Yourselves for the Express Train has got you all in its sights. And this Express Train is coming kiddies, listen to it scream!!!

Fades to black.