sVo Showdown
18th November 2007
Goodfellas Casino, Las Vegas, Nevada
Episode #006


Jon Page, partial owner of the Sanctioned Violence Organisation and long time rival of Jimmy Moretti paused to collect himself outside his business partner’s office. It was rare that the alleged one-time mobster worked up the imperiousness to summon him to a face to face meeting. It usually meant something serious. The kind of bump in the corporate road that forced them to lay aside their differences for a while. Jon found these events bearable, but they always seemed to be a painful test of his partner’s willpower.

As ready as he was likely to ever be for the looming confrontation, Jon pushed the door open. He never knocked if he thought about it. That would be a sign of respect and could be construed as a mark of Moretti’s dominance. Even in subtle ways, Jon strove to remind Moretti that they were in this, equal.

The room was dark. Not the usual dimness that Moretti preferred for keeping his guests tense, but actually black. The light from the foyer spilled around Jon and glittered off the polished mahogany panelling of the office. Odd shapes that Jon knew to be various bits of art and old federation memorabilia swam in and out of the shadows.

“Jim?” Page asked hesitantly. It wasn’t like Moretti to miss an appointment.

Far back in the office where the light couldn’t reach the cherry-red of a cigar glowed as the smoker inhaled. The cloying scent of the trademark cuban caressed Jon’s nose. He stepped inside the office, but didn’t let the door shut. He wanted light, this dark room felt too much like a trap.

“Let the door shut.” A velvety soft tenor said from the dark’s embrace. It was definitely not Moretti.

“Whoever you are, you are absolutely fired. You know that, right?” Page growled as he reached for the light switch. “Moretti will kill you personally for smoking that.”

There was a scrape in the gloom, like a chair shifting under someone’s weight. “You don’t fear Moretti, why should I?” The light switch clicked with no result. Jon cursed softly. The voice continued: “Then again, you don’t fear much. That’s why you haven’t backed out of the room yet. You’re angry, and a little bit curious too, aren’t you? Who would be bold enough to flaunt Moretti’s name and power, in his own office no less. Can such a person be used in your little war? Could he be trusted?”

Jon moved back into the door, ready to fight or run. The mystery man hadn’t moved as far as he could tell. Maybe there was some legitimacy to this meeting after all. He said nothing, letting the other man continue. That moment of relaxation cost him.

The door slammed shut suddenly, hammering Page’s body and skull into the solid frame. One last thought flew through his head as the floor rushed up to meet him: Shit, there were two of them…


A Silver ’72 Nova SS pulls up at the backstage entrance. A pair of boots hit the cement and the camera reveals Johnny All-Star standing there in a smart dress suit. He quickly takes a look around the surroundings and his brow furrows.

All Star – Oh shit.

The sVo’s International Champion gets back into the car, and the car speeds off out of the parking lot in a trail of dust.

The shot pans to the backstage entrance revealing two men standing there conversing amongst themselves drinking coffee. The taller sharp dressed man looks from the speeding car to his shorter not as well dressed partner.

Barone – Dammit, that was him wasn’t it Landry?

Landry – I do believe it was. What do we do now?

Barone – We go wait for him at his locker room of course, he does have to go there eventually. He’s not going to wrestle in a suit.

The shorter out of shape detective is already at the door holding the door open looking back.

Landry – That’s why they pay you the big bucks Barone.


Jack looked down at his captive. Page had just moaned and begun to stir. He hadn’t been out long at all. The Dark jester tore the last strip of duct tape and tossed the roll onto Moretti’s desk.

“Never let it be said that you took your time with anything.” Jack told the waking man. The sVo Joker picked up a heavy cigar cutter off the desk. It was one of the nutcracker style snippers. Twin blades gleamed in a round hole between the handles. Page groaned again. “Oh, come on. You’re tougher than that.”

Jack slammed the heavy handle of the cutter onto the back of Page’s left hand, grinding the metal butt into the soft tendons. Jon’s eyes flew open. The Co-Owner sucked in a sharp breath and jerked his arms agains the duct tape that held them. Jack let the pressure off of his hand. Before Page could ball a fist Jack grabbed his ring finger and slid it into the cutter.

“You Mother Fu-!” Jon raged, losing his cool for the first time under the sVo banner. Jack squeezed slightly on the cutter. Tiny crimson drops welled beneath the blades. Page’s curse was lost to a sharp hiss.

“Such a mouth.” Jack tsked. “And I just wanted to talk…” The jester patted Page’s cheek and relaxed his grip.

“You know your problem, Page? You’re like Japan; your Dynasty ended years ago but you just haven’t realized it yet.” Jack shook his head, the silver bells of his cap tinkleing softly with the movement. “It’s really a tragedy. I remember watching you wrestle back in the day. Now that was hardcore! Even wearing that goofball mask at Project: Violence, that was something. To see you reduced to this…” Jack stretched out his free hand and gestured to the surrounding walls of the Goodfellas casino, “Mike Best’s bodyguard and Jimmy Moretti’s straight man, it’s beyond a tragedy. Odeipus really had nothing on you, and that guy slept with his mom before gouging his own eyes out.

“Seriously, do you really think your presence here accomplishes anything? Denial is the river you’re drowning in, old boy. Why can’t you retire gracefully, instead of locking yourself into this asylum with the lunatics? Doesn’t it rankle to know that Moretti, the man you profess to loathe the presence of, is making a mint off your being on his show?”

“Our show,” Page grunted, “And you’re fired!”

“I’m afraid that that’s out of your hands at the moment.” Jack smiled, “Don’t think I’m not expecting retribution. I’m not dumb enough to think that this treatment will even slow you down. This is more of a demonstration,” Jon tensed to thrash again. Jack applied more pressure to the cutters. Blood flowed freely from the digit. “And a warning. I got the drop on you once. I can do it again. If I even hear a water cooler rumour that you’re going to step in to help your buddy Mike against me the way Moretti stepped in last time, I’ll be back.” Jack released Page’s finger and trailed the bloody cutter up the bound man’s thigh suggestively, “And next time I get creative.”

Jack straightened and walked from the room with a bounce in his step and Page’s curses ringing in his ears. He let the heavy wooden door swing shut behind him and looked over to where his accomplice leaned against the secretary’s desk. Thankfully the grotesquely obese shrew that usually occupied the station had been dismissed for the day.

“Sounds like you had a good time in there.” Jimmy Moretti grinned around his cigar.

Jack looked at the blood on his glove and sighed. “Yeah, he’ll come after me now. Probably with Best leading the neo-mongolian horde.”

“Good.” Moretti straightened and turned to exit the office with Jack in tow. “Let’s get on down to the show. I have some excellent seats to watch the other two champions. Oh and Jack?”

“Yeah?” The dark jester answered.

“You owe me a new fucking cigar cutter.”

‘STB’ Jason Cash vs. Tristan Walker vs. Clifton ‘Hot Rod’ Blaze

‘Here Come the Money’ hits the sound system and there is a mixed reaction amongst the fans as ‘Simply The Best’ Jason Cash steps out onto the top of the entrance ramp! Money can be seen falling down on the sVo giant arena screen as Jason Cash taunts the fans whilst slowly making his way down towards the ring. Cash gives one last taunt to the fans before rolling into the ring under the bottom rope and preparing for battle.

Chop Suey by System of a Down begins to the blare over the sound system in the arena and a mixed reaction greets the arrival of Tristan Walker at the top of the sVo entrance ramp. Walker performs his trademark taunt at the top of the entrance ramp before sprinting down and sliding into the ring. Walker quickly makes his way to the nearest turnbuckle and jumps up to the second rope, before raising his hands in the air to signal to the crowd.

Explode by Treso Hugo hits the sound system and the fans watch on in amazement as large fireballs begin to shoot up alongside the entrance ramp. After a few seconds Clifton ‘Hot Rod’ Blaze steps out onto the entrance ramp in the middle of the fireballs and holds his hands in the air. Flashes go off all around the arena from cameras as people try to capture a picture of Blaze as he runs down the entrance ramp amongst the flames. Blaze then slides straight into the ring before wondering into the middle, and throwing his hands up causing a huge burst of fire to shoot up from each other the turnbuckles before Blaze begins to warm up for the match.

With all three men in the ring and ready to go, the referee calls for the bell to be rung and this #1 contendership match for the sVo Hardcore Championship belt is underway! Blaze who is tonight making his sVo debut goes straight after Jason Cash and takes him to the mat with an arm drag takedown. Blaze begins to work over the arm of Jason Cash with some hard stomps, before Walker interjects and throws Blaze into the corner of the ring. Walker uses his street fighting ability learned on the mean streets of Chicago to lay into Blaze with some pounding body blows in the corner, before sending him right across the ring to the opposite corner.

Blaze hits hard in the corner of the ring, but as Walker prepares to run across and nail him with a clothesline in the corner, Jason Cash cuts him off halfway across the ring with a clothesline of his own! Walker hits the mat hard and Jason Cash quickly grabs Blaze by the back of the neck, and throws him out of the ring between the second and third ropes. Jason Cash quickly turns his attention back towards Walker and goes for a quick cover on his opponent, but Walker who is also making his sVo debut manages to kick out after a count of two.

As Walker holds his neck in agony, Jason Cash rolls under the bottom rope and meets Blaze on the outside who is beginning to get to his feet. Jason Cash grabs Blaze by the back of the head and slams him face first into the security barrier. Blaze holds his face in pain as Jason Cash pulls up the ring apron and pulls out a trash can full of goodies! The fans rise to their feet in anticipation as Jason Cash empties the contents of the trash can on the floor, as a 4×4, a staple gun, a baseball bat and a sheet of metal fall out, amongst other things!

Jason Cash quickly goes straight for the baseball bat, and with a sickening crunch he nails Blaze right in the ribs! Jason Cash continues to nail Blaze with the bat as the fans at ringside watch on, until Walker slides out of the ring and grabs the sheet of metal from behind the back of Jason Cash. Walker quickly takes advantage of the situation and slams the metal sheet across the back of Jason Cash’s head which causes the self proclaimed ‘Simply the Best’ to drop down to the ground! With Cash down, Walker quickly makes the cover!




This one is over and its Tristan Walker who proceeds to fight for the Hardcore Championship at the PPV event! Walker celebrates to the back with his hands in the air but back in the ring Jason Cash doesn’t seem too happy as he gets to his feet and pushes the referee to the floor! Cash grabs the microphone from ringside and then throws the referee into the ring!

Jason Cash – “Jon Page, I’ve been here two weeks but already this place is just like Dynasty Wrestling! You book my against no bodies and then screw me out of matches by paying off chumps like this to make fast counts! Well Jason Cash isn’t having it anymore, from now on Jason Cash is on strike!”

The fans boo as Jason Cash continues to beat down the referee! With Cash on strike, just what will this mean for his match at the oncoming PPV?

RESULT: Tristan Walker def. Jason Cash & Clifton Blaze via pinfall


In the parking lot, there is a screech of tires as a silver Dodge Charger squeals into a parking space, nearly hitting the large SUV next to it. In clear violation of his personal no smoking rule, a single cigarette butt flies out of the driver’s side window as the door swings open, revealing sVo World Champion Michael Best! There is sweat on his brow, and his usually well kempt brown hair is matted down to his head. He clearly hasn’t showered since his match with Julian Fiasco at South of Heaven, and there are sweat marks underneath his armpits, showing through his hastily buttoned white dress shirt. He tosses his gear bag out onto the concrete, shutting the door behind him.

Best: Moretti, you asshat… I’m here. I made it.

Hurridly, he picks up his gear bag and runs towards the building, nearly at a sprint, only to find the entrance door locked! Looking through the glass, his face drops as he sees Jimmy Moretti standing on the other side of it, a key in his hand! Moretti wears a large grin, laughing out loud as he turns to walk back towards his office, leaving The Mike Effect out of luck in the parking lot.


Glass shatters and Jimmy Moretti turns around, shocked, as Michael Best’s gear bag comes crashing through the glass doors of the wrestler entrance! A cocky, smirking Michael Best comes stepping through the open glass, careful not to cut himself. He gives Moretti the middle finger as he wanders past him, handing him a small piece of paper as he does so.

Moretti: What the hell is this?

Best smirks.

Best: A check for the cost of that door. Wouldn’t want to get fired for property destruction, now would I?

He chuckles, turning the corner and leaving Jimmy Moretti with a scowl. Having made it back to the arena in time, what else will Jimmy Moretti do to Michael Best tonight?

Spring Heeled Jack vs. Shooting Star

The referee calls for the bell to ring and the match between Shooting Star and Spring Heeled Jack gets underway! Shooting Star makes his way towards Jack and whips him hard into the ropes. Jack bounces back and nails a big clothesline on Shooting Star to knock him down to the mat out of no where! The Hardcore Champion pulls Shooting Star up to his feet and nails him with a punch to the face before taking him down to the mat with a scoop slam. Shooting Star rises back up to his feet and is grabbed once again by Jack. Shooting Star however manages to fight off the grasp of Jack and go behind on his opponent and take him down to the mat with a German suplex!

Jack holds the back of the head in pain as he rises back up to his feet only for Shooting Star to nail him with yet another German suplex! The Hardcore Champion looks to be in trouble as he rises up to his feet once again only to be shot hard into the ropes by the sadistic Shooting Star! As Shooting Star hits Jack with a clothesline as he bounces back, the fans in the arena boo as the World Champion Mike Best slowly walks down the entrance ramp with the belt over his shoulder!

The referee tries to tell Best to get away from the ringside area, but Best signals to the referee that he is only here to watch and check out his opponent for the Redemption PPV! Shooting Star pulls Jack up once again to his feet before hitting a snap suplex on the Hardcore Champion and going for the cover on his opponent.



No! Shooting Star looks disappointed as Jack gets a shoulder up off of the mat and breaks the referees count! Spring Heeled Jack rises up to his feet and as he does Shooting Star nails him with a big right. However the Hardcore Champion isn’t the Hardcore Champion for a reason as he hits Shooting Star straight back with a right hand of his own that sends Shooting Star down to the mat! Spring Heeled Jack leaps onto Shooting Star and begins to pound away on him with big rights and lefts much to the cheers from the fans!

Spring Heeled Jack allows Shooting Star up to his feet and hits him with a quick side Russian legsweep before going for a quick cover.



Mike Best pulls the referee out of the ring by his foot!

Best then slides his World Title belt into the corner of the ring before turning to cockily taunt the fans! The fans in the arena boo as the referee argues with Best on the outside of the ring! Back inside the ring Spring Heeled Jack begins to make his way towards Best and the referee, but as he does Shooting Star rolls to the corner of the ring to grab the World Title belt! Spring Heeled Jack turns around to face Shooting Star, and as he does Shooting Star nails him square in the face with the heavy title! Spring Heeled Jack drops to the mat, and Shooting Star throws the belt back out of the ring! The referee turns around and Shooting Star goes for the cover.




Just like that this one is over! Shooting Star picks up the win, and Mike Best gains an advantage over Spring Heeled Jack before Sundays PPV!

RESULT: Shooting Star def. Spring Heeled Jack via pinfall


A camera catches up with All-Star backstage. The International Champ is still dressed in his suit with the International Championship draped over his shoulder. He’s standing back on to a wall peeking around a camera.

The camera follows his line of sight down a long corridor. Standing in front of All-Star’s locker room is the two detectives from earlier this evening. Barone is pacing back and forth checking his watch. Landry is standing with a hot dog in one hand and trying to get a mustard stain off his tie with the other one.


Johnny and the camera quickly snap around. Walking towards him is a kid wearing an All-Star jersey, autograph book and pen in hand. He quickly rushes the kid. In an instant he is on one knee with a hand covering the kid’s mouth as he looks over his shoulder. Barone is now standing over and berating Landry who is still trying to get the mustard off of his tie. The scene switches back to All-Star and the kid.

All Star – Shhssshhh kid. I’ll do you one better if you promise not to scream. I’ll give you that autograph and some cash if you’ll do me one little favour.

The kid’s eyes go wide with excitement as All-Star takes his hand away from the kid’s mouth and he begins to whisper in his ear.

The scene fades on Barone still berating Landry.

Captain D. vs. ‘Hollywood’ Howie Banks

“Grillz” By Nelly hit’s the pa system. Howie Banks comes out wearing his normal ring gear with a robe around him that’s a golden yellow colour. It also has white jewels on it. He makes his way down to the ring as the fans try to touch him but he walks a straight line down as he gets to the ring. He walks up the steel steps and onto the ring apron as he then gets into the ring as the fans have a mixed reaction.

When You Wish Upon A Star hits the sound system and the fans cheer as Captain D makes his way down the entrance ramp! Captain D slaps the hands of the fans walking to the ring before rolling into the squared circle and lifting his hands high in the air!

The referee calls for the bell to be rung and Banks and Captain D tie up in the centre of the ring! Captain D pushes Banks back before whipping him hard into the ropes and catching him with a back elbow as he bounces back. Banks holds his face in pain, and Captain D takes the opportunity to take him down with a bulldog takedown. Banks quickly gets up to his feet and gets a few right hands in on Captain D, before Captain D grabs hold of Bank’s hand and twists it behind his back before smashing him in the shoulder with an elbow smash.

Banks rises back to his feet before being thrown into the corner and then pounded in the midsection by Captain D. Captain D then pulls Banks out of the corner and takes him down to the mat with a spinebuster before going for the cover on Howie Banks.



No! Banks gets a shoulder up off of the floor to avoid losing the match! Captain D pulls Banks back up to his feet and nails him with a right hand. Banks staggers backwards as Captain D grabs hold of him in a side headlock. Captain D tightens up the headlock on Howie Banks, before Banks manages to counter with a back suplex out of nowhere on Captain D! Captain D rises to his feet shocked after the move from Banks, who then proceeds to throw Captain D into the ropes! Captain D bounces back and Banks manages to nail him in the face with a dropkick. Captain D drops down to the mat and Banks quickly makes the cover.



No! Captain D gets a shoulder up not wanting to lose his first sVo match! Captain D tries to rise up to his feet, but as he does an annoyed Howie Banks catches him with a knee to the face. Banks then nails Captain D with a few face smashes before taking him into the corner and slamming him headfirst into the turnbuckle! Captain D staggers back from the corner, and Howie Banks nails him with the ‘Hollywood Neckbreaker’ to take him down to the mat! With Captain D down and hurting, Banks quickly makes his way to the bearest turnbuckle and begins to climb! Banks reaches the top rope and looks down on Captain D, before leaping from the top rope and landing the ‘Hollywood Splash’ on Captain D! The fans cheer for the high flying move as Banks quickly hooks the leg!




This one is all over and Howie Banks picks up the win thanks to the Hollywood Splash!

RESULT: Howie Banks def. Captain D via pinfall


Detective’s Barone and Landry are still standing outside the sVo’s International Champion’s locker room. Suddenly the kid with the All-Star jersey runs screaming past them.


The detectives look at one another.

Barone – Lets go.

Landry drops his hot dog on the floor as they take off down the hallway after the kid. As they round the corner they catch up to the screaming kid. Barone reaches out grabbing the kid spinning him around to face him as Landry catches up out of breath.

Landry – Huhh huhhh huhhhh. Kid did you see Mr. All-Star?

The kid pulls himself free of Barone’s grip pointing towards a wide open door.

Kid – Yeah he went in there.

Barone tussles the kid’s hair, and the detectives rush through the open door out of sight.

Landry – What the hell?

Suddenly the door swings shut with a loud click as it locks, revealing Johnny All-Star standing there with a smirk on his face as he wipes his hands together.

All Star – Good job kid.

The kid walks towards Johnny with a smile on his face and his hand out.

Johnny shakes his head reaching into the inside pocked of his jacket pulling out a fifty, which the kid quickly grabs and takes off down the hallway.

All Star – Freaking little leach. He’ll go far in life.

As Johnny turns to walk off towards his locker room he runs into Katie Smith who had her business face on.

Smith – Johnny. Do you have a couple of minutes for a quick interview?

The champ adjusts the belt on his shoulder.

All Star – Sure thing.

Smith – What are your intentions tonight?

All Star – My intentions are to go down to that ring and do what I do best.

Smith – That’s not what I was referring too. What are your intentions in regards to your ominous invitation to that meeting?

All Star – I guess you’ll just have to tune in to find out Katie. Now if you’ll excuse me I’ve got a match to get ready for, and don’t you have some hearts to go breaking or something?

As Johnny begins to walk away a light muffling can be heard coming from within the custodians closet.

Katie Smith looks from the closet to All-Star.

Smith – Ummm. What’s that?

Johnny looks back over his shoulder.

All-Star – Um. Svend’s in there freaking out about a mess that I told him he had to clean up.

The scene fades on All-Star rushing off towards his locker room.

Johnny All Star vs. Mike Best

“Work it
Make it
Do it
Makes us


The lights dim slowly in the arena as the Tron flares to life, an image of two dice roling towards the front of the screen. They come rolling to a stop on snake eyes, before the dots fade into the word “Mike” on one die and “Best” on the other. The dice explode into a highlight video as “Stronger” by Kanye West blares over the speakers, the bass shaking the arena Gold pyro explodes in the entranceway and the fans begin to boo and jeer, screaming insults as the confident face of ‘The Mike Effect’ Michael Best appears from behind the curtain. He raises two fingers to his lips, blowing a kiss out into the crowd as they hurl obscenities back in his direction. Mike stops for a moment on the stage, slapping his chest twice and pointing out at the crowd, raising his eyebrows and throwing out a wink. He makes his way down the ramp, rolling gingerly into the ring and stretching out as he awaits the start of the match.

‘Pretty Vegas’ hits the sound system and there is a mixed reaction from the crowd as sVo International Champion Johnny All Star steps out onto the top of the entrance ramp! All Star holds the International Championship belt high in the air, before slowly making his way down the entrance ramp and sliding into the ropes. All Star once again raises the belt high into the air as he leans forward against the ropes, causing a burst of pyros to shoot up behind him.

The referee calls for the bell to ring, and the battle of the sVo champions gets underway! Johnny All Star makes his way towards Mike Best, however Best knocks him away with a chop across the chest which gets a large ‘woooo’ from the crowd. All Star comes around for another attack on the World Champion, but Best ties up with the former football player. Best then tries to swing All Star around into a German suplex position, however the International Champion counters with a back elbow to the face of Best before nailing him with a German suplex of his own. Best’s head smashes back into the canvas as Johnny All Star leaps on his opponent and lays into him with some big right hands.

All Star eventually lets Best rises back up to his feet, before grabbing him in a side headlock. All Star keeps Best in that position for a few seconds to show a little dominance over his opponent, before nailing Best down to the mat with a elbow smash to the back of the head. Best rolls back up to his feet, and as All Star runs at him to take him down with a clothesline, Best manages to counter by nailing All Star with a drop toe hold which causes his head to hit the mat hard! All Star rises to his feet holding his forehead, but Best quickly nails him with a clothesline which takes him right over the top rope to the floor below!

The fans cheer as the battle spills over to the outside of the ring as Best drops down and rolls under the bottom rope as the referee begins to lose control of the match! Best grabs hold of All Star and slams him face first into the announcers table! The announcers scatter as Best throws All Stars body up onto the announcers table, before climbing up himself! Best begins to cockily kick the motionless Johnny All Star before pulling the International Champion up to a standing position on the announcers table! With Johnny All Star standing up, Best positions the International Champion for a suplex, but as he tries to lift up the former football player he manages to block the suplex! Best’s facial expression changes to one of shock as All Star suddenly reverses the position into a DDT on Mike Best which sends the World Champion’s head crashing through the announcers table which shatters!

The crowd are on their feet and cheering as both the World Champion and the International Champion lay motionless in the wreckage of the sVo announcers table!

Johnny All Star is the first person to begin to come to his feet as he looks down at the destruction around him. Johnny All Star slowly aims a few kicks towards the head of the sprawled out Mike Best, before struggling to pull him up to his feet. Johnny All Star drags Mike Best towards the ring before rolling him in under the bottom rope. All Star then rolls in himself before making the cover on Mike Best.



The referee breaks the count!

Mike Best may not have had the energy to kick out of the move, but he still had the state of mind to put his foot on the bottom rope to escape the pinfall attempt. Johnny All Star looks pissed off as he rises up to his feet using the ropes for support. As he does Best also tries to rise up to his feet. Johnny All Star quickly makes his way over to the corner of the ring, and despite the protests of the referee he loosens the padding around the turnbuckle! The fans cheer as All Star throws the sVo branded padding out of the ring and makes his way towards Mike Best! All Star grabs Best by the arm and tries to irish whip him into the exposed corner, however as he does Mike Best runs right into the referee!

The referee gets knocked down and All Star looks down at the fallen offical! Mike Best takes the opportunity to catch the International Champion with a sneaky low blow before nailing him with the ‘Mike Effect’! The fans in the arena boos as Mike Best makes the cover on All Star, but there is no referee! Best jumps up to his feet and waves towards the back for a referee to come out, before turning back around to cover All Star again!

However out of the sight of Best a figure comes running down the entrance ramp, but it defiantly isn’t a referee!

Its Spring Heeled Jack and he is carrying a steel chair with him! Spring Heeled Jack slides into the ring out of the sight of Mike Best and nails the World Champion in the back with the chair! Best screams out in pain before Spring Heeled Jack nails him again, before placing All Star over Best for the cover! Spring Heeled Jack exits through the fans with his chair held high in victory as the fans wait for the referee to come to and count the count!

However they continue to wait with all three men KO’ed in the ring! So much so that none of the participants even notice as Nicholas Etch sprints down the rampway! Etch slides into the ring and pulls All Star up to his feet! All Star doesn’t really know what is going on as he is pulled up before being slammed down with a Nail in the Coffin! Etch quickly throws Best over the International Champion and after a few seconds the referee looks up and is able to count a very slow count!




This one is over and Mike Best comes out on top after interference from both Spring Heeled Jack and Nicholas Etch! Best and All Star remain down and out in the ring, but will they realize just what they have to face at Redemption when they come around?

RESULT: Mike Best def. Johnny All Star via pinfall


We are in the back with a slightly bruised and patched up Tristan Walker after his attack last night by the two Casino bodyguards, and some more possibly from his last match. He is in deep conversation with the red haired interviewer Katie Smith. She is staring up at him affectionately while Tristan is smiling confidently back down at her.

Walker – So anyway, whats up with you and that Blaze guy?

Katie – Well, I don’t know. He seems nice enough but there’s something about him that just…. I don’t know.

Walker – Oh really? Speak of the devil…

None other than Clifton Blaze strolls into view, glaring at Tristan Walker with utter hatred written all over his face. Katie looks slightly abashed.

Blaze – What do you think you’re doing?!

He puts his arm around Katie.

Blaze – I think you’ll find that this fine girl is mine.

Katie – Well actually-

Walker – What are you on about? She isn’t exclusive property of yours! Katie belongs to whoever she wants to. Just because you forced yourself upon her last week does not mean you have the right to call her ‘yours’.

Blaze – Take a hike, jackass. This is forbidden territory.

Walker – Oh is it really? Seriously, you have problems.

Blaze – You’ll have problems when I kick your ass!

Katie – LOOK! Everyone shut up! This really isn’t going to solve anything. Right now, I am very confused. Both of you guys are great, but I can’t decide between you.

Walker – Well then let us decide. How about, next week, Tristan Walker vs. Clifton “Small Rod” Blaze. The winner gets the services of Katie Smith for a whole YEAR. Thats right, a YEAR!

Blaze – Thats perfectly ok with me. Is that ok with you, babe?

Katie – Umm…Yes. Yes it is.

Walker – Good. I’ll see you next week, bitch!

Tristan barges past Blaze, knocking him slightly as Katie Smith, obviously upset by this ordeal, storms off in the opposite direction, leaving Blaze all by himself.


All-Star is making his way through the backstage are after the loss at the hands of Mike Best. As he approaches his locker room, he is greeted by Cynthia Davis, who apparently must have just finished a shift as she is still in her scrubs. Confused, Johnny gives her a quick hug.

All Star – Cyn! What are you doing here?

Cynthia returns the hug.

Davis – I thought you could use the support. It’s what people do for each other.

All Star – Well it’s appreciated, but I have to do this alone. You saw last week.

Davis – I know. I just wanted you to know that I was here for you.

A smile appears on All-Star’s face.

All Star – That’s great but I need to get changed and meet these clowns. What I need you to do is lock yourself in my locker room and I’ll be back to get you.

Cynthia smiles and nods, then places a kiss on Johnny’s cheek. The scene fads as they enter the locker room.

Psyko Stevo vs. Nicholas Etch

“Remember” by Disturbed hits the sound system and the anticipation in the arena grows as a flash of pyros welcomes the arrival of ‘the best around’ Psyko Stevo in the sVo entrance ramp! Stevo raises his hands in the air to taunt the fans before slowly making his way down the steel ramp towards the ring. Halfway down the ramp Stevo stops and poses once again for the fans, with another burst of golden pyros firing up into the air behind him as he does. ‘The Ironman’ then slides into the ring and bounces on the second rope to once again signal to the crowd, before retreating to the corner of the ring for some last minute warm ups before the match gets underway.

Behind Blue Eyes by Limp Bizkit blares out over the sound system and there is a loud reaction from the Las Vegas crowd for their very own Nicholas Etch. Etch raises his massive arms into the air to signal to the crowd for their loud reaction, before slowly making his way down the entrance ramp. Etch looks straight ahead to the ring, as if mesmerised by the battleground in which he will soon fight. Etch still remains focused as he climbs up onto the ring apron and raises an arm to signal to the crowd, before climbing through the ropes and preparing to do battle.

Psyko Stevo and Nicholas Etch stand across the ring at each other as they wait upon the referee to signal for their first ever sVo main event to get underway. The bell finally chimes and both Etch and Stevo spring into the middle of the ring as the fans cheer for the action to get underway. Etch meets Stevo with several clubbing right hands to knock him backwards, however Stevo is soon able to counter with a knee to the midsection of Nicholas Etch before taking him down to the mat with a snap suplex. Stevo taunts Nicholas Etch to get back to his feet, and the #1 contender for the International Champion obliges by leaping up and grabbing Stevo around the throat.

Etch pushes Stevo back into the corner in the chokehold, before beginning to batter him with big body blows. Stevo looks to be struggling against the pure strength of Etch as he then pulls him out of the corner before delivering a devastating belly to back suplex to the sVo newcomer. Stevo holds his back in pain as he struggles back to his feet, but Etch gives him no time to catch his breath as he runs straight through him with an awesome clothesline! Psyko Stevo flips over before he hits the mat, and Nicholas Etch quickly takes the opportunity to go for the first cover of the match.



No! Psyko Stevo gets a shoulder up off of the mat before the referee can count the three count! Nicholas Etch still has a focused look on his face as he pulls Psyko Stevo up to his feet by his hair and throws him into the ropes. Psyko Stevo bounces back into the middle of the ring where Nicholas Etch is waiting, and Etch quickly locks Stevo into an abdominal stretch submission move! Stevo can be heard screaming out in pain under the grip of the hold from the massive Nicholas Etch, as he tightens up in the hope of causing Psyko Stevo to tap out!

Stevo struggles to try and get to the ropes to try and break the hold, but with Etch locking the hold in at the middle of the ring, there is no way Stevo is able to reach the ropes. Stevo gives one last scream of pain before using everything he has to suddenly lift up Nicholas Etch and take him down to the mat with an arm drag takedown to break the submission hold! The fans cheer in appreciation of the way that Stevo managed to break the hold, as a shocked Nicholas Etch stumbles up to his feet!

Psyko Stevo is straight back to work on Etch as he whips his opponent into the ropes before nailing him with a dropkick to the face as he bounces back. Etch stumbles backwards into the corner from the force of the dropkick, as Psyko Stevo follows up on the move with a series of elbow shots into the midsection of Nicholas Etch. Psyko Stevo pulls Etch out of the corner and takes him down to the mat with a suplex before going for a quick cover.



Etch manages to power out of the cover before the referee can count to three. Psyko Stevo pulls Etch back up to his feet using his hair before taking him to the mat with a side Russian legsweep. With Etch down on the mat Psyko Stevo bounces off of the ropes and nails a elbow drop on his opponent. Psyko Stevo holds his hands in the air after taking control of the match, before nailing Etch with a legdrop. With Etch’s shoulders on the mat and Psyko Stevo sitting across his upper body after the leg drop, the referee goes to count the pinfall.



No! Once again Etch manages to kick out of the hold to leave Psyko Stevo wondering just what he has to do to put away Nicholas Etch tonight! Nicholas Etch climbs up to his feet, however he receives a right hand that sends him back into the corner from Stevo. Stevo then grabs the arm of Etch and tries to whip him corner to conrer, however as he does Etch manages to use his power in order to reverse the flow of the move and send Psyko Stevo crashing into the ropes! Stevo bounces back and is taken down to the mat via a powerslam from Etch! Etch quickly goes for the cover from the powerslam, however as he does Psyko Stevo kicks out after a count of two!

Nicholas Etch wastes no time in pulling Psyko Stevo up to his feet once again and punishing him with a knee to the gut. Psyko Stevo doubles over in pain and Etch nails his opponent with a big powerbomb! The fans are on their feet because surely Etch has the match won after a move like that, however as he goes for the cover he is distracted as ‘Pretty Vegas’ hits the sound system! Etch jumps up to his feet after realising that it is the theme music of sVo International Champion Johnny All Star!

Etch stands watching the entrance ramp as he awaits the arrival of the International Champion at ringside. Is All Star out to cost Etch the match or is he out here to grab a closer look at his opponent? Etch stands waiting for a few more seconds, but All Star does not appear! Etch kicks the ropes in fustration, however as he turns around Psyko Stevo catches him with a rake to the eyes! Etch stumbles around blinded by the move, as out of no where Psyko Stevo leaps into the ropes and nails the Psyklone on Nicholas Etch! The fans are on their feet for the exciting finishing move as Psyko Stevo wastes no time in hooking the leg of Etch!




This one is all over, and Psyko Stevo has emerged as the victor from his first ever sVo match! Psyko Stevo rises up to his feet and holds his hand high in the air in victory!

RESULT: Psyko Stevo def. Nicholas Etch via pinfall


Backstage Johnny All Star walks through the corridors to the car park. Looking around the International Champion sees a large limo towards the corner of the car park and quickly makes his way towards it. With the number plate LV1 the door of the limo opens and out steps a man wearing a sharp blue suit.

“Mr All Star”

Johnny All Star shakes hands with the man as he looks the International Champion up and down.

“Are you ready to find out all the murky details about the sVo and sort out Jimmy Moretti and Jon Page once and for all?”

Johnny All Star nods his head and smiles as he takes a quick look down at the International Championship belt hanging off of his shoulder.

“Well lets take a little ride then…”

The man holds the limo door open for Johnny All Star who steps inside, before the screen and Showdown #6 fades to black.

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