Extreme 150 {11/25/09}

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November 25th, 2009

Last Extreme of November and wer einside a packed to the rafters Civic Center in Hammond Indiana. The crowd is restless and with the news of knowing Mack is returning on this nights its no surprise. And when the pyro explodes along the aisle and in the ring lights it up in here, the crowd comes unglued. We then hear A NEW LEVEL blast over the pa adding to the noise, the fans probably a bit louder though, they wanna see Mack bad. the cameras roam all over and just about every sign is in reference to the biggest star, the biggest attraction in SEF today, Mack, chants for him are already echoing through the place. So now, Nick Miller kicks things off before we get to the action.



"Hello folks and welcome to Extreme presented by SEF! We have got the biggest main event in a while for ya all, its the return of Mack and its a hardcore match. Jordan Helmsley has his work cut out tonight, a huge opportunity for him to step up, hopefully he does cause he needs to! Mack however is not even here yet, odd too, but we will keep you all posted on his arrival. Now then, lets get to the first match of the night and it is scheduled for one fall!"



A video plays over the screen showing various clips of Nikky just rocking the shit as usual, and as KICK START MY HEART plays, lights flash purple, silver and orange through a mainly dark arena. After about ten seconds, Nikky walks through the curtain to a few cheers. He's appreciative of it, but he doesn't necessarily show it, as he looks up at the fans around him with lights flashing everywhere. He has a black bandana tied around his head, and a black jacket covering his heavily tattoed arms, and pops the color with a smirk, before continuing down the ramp. Nick Miller finally introduces him.



"Making his way to the ring, from Detroit Michigan weighing in at 259 pounds, he is The Devils Saint........Nikky Venom!



He walks down the ramp, not really paying attention to the fans, instead, he walks towards a camera and starts talking into it, conveying a message of his awesomeness to the people at home. Once he reaches the padded area around the ring, he stops walking and stands, looking in the ring, and then at the people all about him. He then jumps where he's standing, before running and sliding into the ring. Once inside he waits for a moment before getting up, and rips off his jacket and bandana, before going to the nearest turnbuckle and climbing it, throwing his arms in the air, palms pressed together above his head. He has a cocky smirk on his face, before getting down, and leaning against the turnbuckle. We now hear NEXT CONTESTANT hit the pa and the crowd begins booing as Tyler comes walking out arrogantly, all full of himself showing a lot of self praise gestures while Nick introduces him.



"And his opponent, from St Louis Missouri, weighing in at 240 pounds.......Tyler Orton!"



Tyler gets to the ring and looks in at Nikky, then runs sliding ina nd hops to his feet throwing his arms up in the air arrogantly getting a round of boos. The bell rings and Nikky steps out of the corner, the two men circle each other and then step into a lock up. They struggle for power and Nikky wins it after pushing Tyler into a corner. Looks like a clean break, but Nikky slaps Tyler and grins, backs up and waves him to bring it back on. Tyler gets riled up and charges out at him. Nikky ducks to the side and flies around slamming a forearm to Tyler's back, then grabs him in a waistlock and snaps back for a german suplex. Tyler flips all the way over landing on his feet and backs up to the ropes. Nikky gets up and Tyler charges off the ropes for a spear, but Nikky leapfrogs him. Tyler hits the other side and bounces back for a clothesline, but Nikky leaps up knocking him down with Bad Time. He scrambles around sitting up Tyler and applies a sleeper on him. Tyler though fights it quick getting to his feet and elbows Nikky in the ribs. Tyler sends him to the ropes and looks to knock him down with a shoulderblock, but neither man goes down. Both of them run to the ropes and come back for a shoulderblock and still stay up, so they run to the ropes again and looks for it again, no, Nikky quickly gets a foot out kicking Tyler in the knee, then fires off a few punches to the jaw. He whips Tyler to the ropes and follows up on him with a clothesline taking Tyler out to the floor. Nikky backs up some letting the ref count, Tyler getting to his feet, then Nikky runs and baseball slides under the ropes hitting Tyler and knocks him back against the rail. Nikky gets on the floor and nais a hard ebow to Tyler's jaw, then whips him into the steel steps with a huge crash. Nikky charges him looking to crush him with a knee to the head, but Tyler slips down causing Nikky to nail the steps instead. He hobbles back and Tyler tackes him against the guard rail, then turns Nikky and slams him against the ring. He then rolls Nikky in the ring and slides in as well. Tyler gets up and stomps on Nikky going around his body, then pulls him up and nails a european uppercut, before ripping up and dropping Nikky with the Age of Orton! The crowd is booing now as Tyer stands up and grins, raises his arms in self praise all arrogantly. He turns and waits for Nikky to get up, then lifts him for the Tyler Experience, but gets a few elbows to the head and Nikky slips down behind him hooking his head and nails a reverse ddt dropping Tyler to the back of his head. Nikky pulls himself up lifting Tyler up into a suplex, but while he's in the air Nikky steps near a corner and pulls Tyler down with a powerbomb, the variation he calls World Wide Suicide. The crowd is cheering for that and Nikky goes to the top rope getting a pop for that as well. He flies off with his Fuckstar Press slamming down on Tyler, pops up some and smiles, then hooks his leg and pins, 1.............................2................................3! The crowd gets out a loud cheer as KICK START MY HEART comes over the pa and Nick Miller announces the winner.



"Here is your winner of the match..........Nikky Venom!"



Nikky stands up raising his arms up pointing his fingers to the sky, the crowd cheers him and he looks around smiling. He looks down at Tyler and shakes his head at his fallen opponent, then makes his exit high fiving a few fans on his way to the back. Tyler is helped to the back by some officials and the crowd growing restless aready starts chanting...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...but no Mack yet, so we go to another match. I AM hits the pa and here comes Megan peering around at the crowd through the hair covering her face, Midnight follows her watching and Nick makes the announcement.



"The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from ouisville Kentucky, weighing in at 150 pounds and accompanied by Midnight, she is.........Megan Sorrow!"



Megan gets to the ring and crawls in kinda seductive, sort of slithers as well and she gets to the ropes slowly standing up. Midnight stays on the outside still watching and SPIRT hits and out come Taylor Johnson and she makes her way to the ring as she slaps some fans a high-5 and then makes her way to the ring. Nick introduces her as she comes down.



"And her opponent, making her way to the ring from Tor Canada, weighing in at 122 pounds..........Taylor Johnson."



Taylor comes out and gets in the ring and she puts her finger up and smiles at her fans as she gets ready for war. The ref turns calling for the bell and Midnight grabs Taylor's legs pulling her down on her face. Megan runs over and leaps low sending a dropkick to her face pushing Tayor out of the ring. Megan gets up and grabs the ref complaining about her leg hurting and putting his hand there real close to her ass. Midnight has Taylor up and rams her into the ringpost backfirst, then spins around and drops her with a spinebuster. She puls Taylor up and rolls her in the ring, the crowd booing loud as Midnight now backs off. Megan shoves the ref away now calling him a pervert, then picks up Taylor hitting a snap suplex near a corner, climbs up to the top rope and drops off with Sorrow's Revenge. She stays on Taylor for the pin, 1............................2............................3! Midnight sides in the ring as I AM hits and the ref raises Megan's hand while Nick makes the announcement of the winner.



"Here is your winner of the match..................Megan Sorrow!"



Midnight pushes the ref and raises Megan's hand herself, then nods she did ok and the two women leave the ring still getting booed. Taylor is helped to the back as the fans begind chanting once again...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK! they know full well he's here or he will be and they can't wait. They will have to and we now go to the back where Jordan Brooks and Bethany Sorrow stand, one on either side of Greg Boone who holds a mic and says.



"Alright everyone, so while most of the idiots out there waste their time chanting for the overbearing douchebag Mack, I am interviewing two of SEF's hottest stars, one is the current International Champion and the other is the future World Champion. Tonight they team up to face opposing rivals Chris wannabe Orton and the RVD rip off Salman Van Dam. Anyways, these two seem prepared, they seem to have gotten close, so whats up Jordan, Beth, whats with you two?"



Jordan just cocks his eyebrow as he looks at Greg. Beth looks at him too, but with a sight smirk and she says.



"Wouldn't you and everyone love to know, but what is with myself and that man over there is between he and I. As for tonight, SVD will find out like he did last week that the true champion is right here. Chris Orton, please, even if I had to worry about him tonight I wouldn't because he is a joke!"



She's staring in the camera, then turns resting an elbow on Greg's shoulder and rubs her title some. Greg turns to Jordan and motions for his response and gets it.



"Chris Orton, number one, I accept to your first blood challenge where you will put up the World Heavyweight Title...MY TITLE...and it will happen at Apocalypse."



Greg chimes in now to plug the pay per view.



"Oh yea, Apocalypse, December the sixth on pay per view, that is gonna be awesome seeing Chris lose the title and hopefully all his blood!"



Jordan just smirks and continues on with what he was saying.



"Anyways, Chris, number two, tonight may prove that you will be the one who can't make it to Apocalypse. I'm ready for you, I'm ready to take what's mine and your simply not. You'll say you are, everyone always does, but truth is, your not ready for me. I admit I was not ready for that match over the vacant title we had, my mind was thrown off track with that tragedy, but now I'm making up for what I should have won, I am winning that bet from you and Chris, you can't stop me, your not ready for me, your only gonna be ready to be a former champion again. Unlike last time though, you won't get the belt back because you won't ever beat me!"



Jordan is staring intensely into the camera and Greg watches on impressed with what was said, the crowd can be heard booing over it. Beth pushes Greg backwards and steps close to Jordan putting a hand to his chest. They look in each others eyes and Beth says.



"Lets go get ready to hit the ring and destroy a couple posers!"



Jordan smirks now and throws an arm around Beth, the two walking off now as Greg watches, then turns to the camera and says.



"Jordan is ready for ya Chris and like he said, your not and I couldn't be happier. Your all gonna witness the demise of Chris Orton like it or not!"



And then we cut back to ringside where Nick Miller leads into the upcoming tag team match.



"The following is a tag team match scheduled for one fall!"



YOU'RE GOING DOWN hits the pa system, Chris Orton comes out from the curtian hearing the crowd pop. He makes his way down the ramp stares down his challenger, and he stops at the end moving his neck left and right as Nick Miller announces his entrance.



"Introducing first, making his way to the ring from San Diego California, weighing in at 245 pounds, he is the SEF World Heavyweight Champion......Chris Orton!"



He walks up the steel stairs enters the ring stares at the challenger again, makes his way to the corner of the ring, climbs the second turnbuckle, just stares at the fans with an arrogant smile and comes down moving his arms like a circle. He jumps few times to loosen his legs to get ready for his match. Chris unstraps his title and hands it to Nick and we now hear LUCK IS THE KEY hit the pa and here comes his partner for the night, SVD. he runs out saluting to the cheering fans as Nick announces him.



"And his partner, making his way to the ring from Multan Pakistan, weighing in at 235 pounds.........Salman Van Dam!"



SVD runs down the aisle high fiving fans and slides in the ring, hops up on the turnbuckles and poses. He hops down and stands near Chris, then the lights in the whole arena blacken as ENGEL starts playing. The lights dim up slowly as smoke fills the arena floor. Bethany comes walking out and makes her way to the ring not taking her eyes off of her opponent and Nick Miller announces her entrance.



"And their opponents, first from Little Rock Arkansas weighing in at 200 pounds, she is the SEF International Champion........Bethany Sorrow!"



She then gets to the ring and stops staring in at her opponents, then grins and looks back at the entrance as the lights go out and red and gold lights circle the arena as SCREAM hits the PA and Nick Miller introduces Jordan.



"On his way to the ring from New York City, he weighs in at 250lbs, he is The Ultimate Protector..........Jordan Brooks!"



Once he comes out and is a quarter the way to the ring, he slowly walks down to the ring. Jordan gets up by Beth and they stare at each other before turning to the ring and sliding in. Jordan pops up quick and tackles SVD into a corner, buries a shoulder to his ribs and turns charging behind Chris who is trading blows with Beth. Jordan clips the back of his knee and down goes Chris, the ref forces SVD out and now Jordan as Beth stays on Chris kicking at his left knee that was clipped, then stomps on his ribs and head. She drops an elbow to his chest, then applies a side headlock wrenching it on tight. Chris fights to his side and works his way up on his knees. He tries pushing Beth away, but she hangs on too tight. Chris keeps fighting and stands up lifting Beth up for a back suplex. She swings her legs forward and down dragging Chris over to his back keeping the headlock on. Chris fights back up to his knees and then to his feet shoving Beth towards the ropes. She bounces back looking for a front dropkick, but Chris leaps up over her, lands near her head and spins around stomping on her ribs. Chris leaps up dropping a knee to Beth's head, then pulls her up and sends her into a corner. Chris charges in with a clothesine and puls beth out for a bulldog. She drops down out of it and Chris turns, but gets caught with a spinning heel kick to the jaw and goes down. Beth pulls him up and delivers a suplex, then pulls him applying a hammerlock and walks him over tagging Jordan. He comes in and nails Chris with some chops to the chest, then hits a european uppercut and shoves Chris backwards. Chris swings at him, but Jordan ducks and quicky pops up dropping him with a backbreaker. Jordan pops up and mocks SVD trying to draw him in the ring, the ref stops him though. Jordan gets Chris into his corner where Beth chokes him with the tag ropes. She stops when the ref can see and Jordan buries a shoulder to Chris' ribs, then tags her in. Jordan lifts Chris up in a bearhug and turns his back to the corner as Beth flies off the top rope with a clothesline taking him down. Jordan steps and Beth goes for the pin, 1.........................2.............kickout! Beth kneels up and yells to the ref to count faster, raises a fist and the ref warns her. Beth staying focused drops her fist to Chris' jaw, then slams an elbow to his jaw before lifting him up in a facelock. She wrenches on his neck and then swings her legs forward snapping Chris to the mat with a stiff ddt. She turns him over and stands up stomping on his chest. Beth lifts up Chris and tries ripping him up for a powerbomb, Sorrow's End perhaps, but no, Chris keeps his legs down and back body drops Beth over to the mat and falls to his face. The crowd is cheering Chris on as he crawls to his corner. Beth sits up holding her back and rolls for her corner just about making the tag. Chris is inches away and Beth saps Jordan's hand and he cimbs in the ring as SVD gets the tag. Jordan is rushing over and can't stop as SVD leaps over the top rope tackling him to the mat and lays into him with left hands. SVD rolls up and drops a leg across Jordan's throat, flips backwards rolling to his feet and runs over dropkicking Beth off the ring apron. SVD gets up running back at Jordan who is on his knees and dropkicks him in the face. He yanks up Jordan and looks for the Icon Strike, but Jordan twists out ofit and tries for BAD. SVD shoves him away and Jordan hits the ropes bouncing back and gets nailed with the Icon Kick. SVD drops on him hooking his leg, 1..........................2...................Beth flies in just in time with a double axe handle to SVD's head. Chris comes in kicking Beth in the head, then rips her up and tries for the CKO, but Beth noticing the ref preoccupied kicks Chris low, then drops him with a reverse ddt. She gets up and SVD kicks her in the ribs, then drops Beth with the Icon Strike. He gets up and Jordan drops SVD with BAD. He gets to his feet and then looks to cover, but Chris leaps up and hits Jordan with the CKO laying him out, then pushes SVD on him and the ref makes the count, 1............................2............................3! Chris kneels up as LUCK IS THE KEY hits the pa and the crowd cheers while Nick announces the winners.



"Here are your winners of the match.............Salman Van Dam and Chris Orton!"



Chris helps SVD up on his knees and the ref raises both their arms and hands Chris his title. The two men get up and go to seperate corners doing their respective poses, then make their exit high fiving some fans as they head to the back. Beth and Jordan are stirring and roll to the edge of the ring sitting up and looking pissed off at what just happened. They look at each other and Jordan raises a hand to Beth's cheek rubbing it and telling her its not over, that they'll make the ingrates pay. The two hop off the ring and head to the back ignoring the boos and taunts of the fans. All the screams turn to chants as the crowd does it again tonight with the...WE WANT MACK....WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...and their about to get what they want, but first the lights go dim, as A NEW DAY begins playing on the speaker system. Jordan Helmsley walks down the ramp and he looks focused and ready to compete. Nick Miller announces him to the ring.



"The following is our main event and it is a hardcore match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Greenwich, Connecticut weighing in at 235 lbs............Jordan Helmsley!"



The booing from the crowd is being heard, but Jordan ignores them. Instead, Jordan climbs and slides across the apron. Jordan climbs up to the middle turnbuckle and starts mouthing off words to the crowd. Of course, the crowd would mouth words off back to Jordan who jumped off the middle turnbuckle and entered the wrestling ring. The crowd is especially against him tonight, they want Mack back and their about to get it as we hear that good ol' song SLAVE TO THE GRIND by Skid Row blast over the pa and the fucking arena rattles from the cheers. The riff continues and the words begin, no Mack yet, but Nick makes the announcement for him, hoping maybe that will bring him out?!



"And his opponent, from Detroit Michigan, weighing in at 269 pounds and accompanied by Julie, he is THE Ultimate Rebel..........MACK!"



Still loud as fuck in here, but no Mack yet, the crowd going crazy here and begin chanting again...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...WE WANT MACK...but still no one comes out and the music stops. The crowd boos now and Jordan Helmsley laughs looking all cocky. Everyone is confused, where the hell is Mack. Nick lifts the mic to speak when the SEFTron lights up showing a motorcycle driving into the back of the arena kinda fast too. It gets closer and you can see its Mack with Julie on back holding him. We follow the bike all the way to the curtain, then switch to the other side seeing Mack driving out and stop revving up his bike. The crowd pops so loud the roof would have to come off if it could and then SLAVE TO THE GRIND plays as Mack pumps a fists in the air. He then drives on down to the ring turning the corner, but stops. He backs it up and pulls it from the ring some and shuts the bike off. Jordan is in the ring all wide eyed now and Mack takes his fucking time, the crowd loving it. He takes the helmet off and sets it on the seat as he gets off, then looks in the ring and grins. He removes his leather jacket, Julie taking it and he kisses her now. Then in hos jeans, boots, and black button shirt Mack hops up on the apron and looks around the arena. The crowd is ballistic, Julie turning on the bike and leaning on the handlebars watching Mack. He enters the ring now and spreads his arms out motioning Jordan to come on. The bell rings and Jordan is hesitant, but he charges with rage. Mack dives forward and catches Jordan with the shouder tackle, but holds on to him and spins around slamming him down with a spinebuster and Jordan just got SMOKED. Mack kicks at him relentlessly, the ref powerless to stop as its hardcore, then Mack rips him up and in a fluid motion gutwrench powerbombs himt o the mat and rolls out to the floor. Mack puls out a table sliding that in, then puls out a ladder and slides that in. He pulls out a plywood sheet with barbed wire on it and slides that in, then gets a small gan of gas and sets it in the ring. Mack rolls in now and picks up Jordan tattooing him in the head, knees him in the gut and double underhooks his arms ripping him straight nailing the Mack Attack. Mack sets the table up in the middle of the ring, then stands the ladder up near a corner. He lays the plywood barbed wire sheet on the table and grabs the can of gas pouring it over the barbed wire and wood. Once empty he tosses the can down and pulls brass knuckles from his pocket slipping them on his left hand. Mack pulls Jordan up and shoves him into a corner, hammers him with right hands, then a hard left to the forehead slumping him into the corner. Blood trickles down his face now and Mack lets the knucks slip off, then turns to the table and pulls a box of matches from his shirt pocket and takes a match out striking it, then tosses it down and WOOSH, the flames shoot up and the crowd cheers loud. Mack stuffs the matches in his pocket, then pulls Jordan up running him facefirst into the ladder. He walks him up the rungs now pushing from underneath. At the top Mack steps around to the other side, then pulls Jordan up hunched over the top, stands with a foot on the top and rips him up gutwrench sending Jordan down with a powerbomb into the fire and barbed wire as Nick Miller yells out.



"OH MY GAWD!"



The crowd is chanting HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT...the fire put out and Jordan facedown after rolling off it, blood on his back from the barbed wire. Mack stands up on the ladder raising his hands up doing the devils sign, then drops his arms in a crotch chop and flies off the ladder with his elbow cocked landing X to the middle of Jordan's back. Mack pops up to his feet and rips Jordan up whipping him to the ropes and BAM, for old times sake its Da Shows Ova putting him down. Mack stands over Jordan and sneers, then kneels down and covers him, 1..........................2.........Mack pulls his head up breaking the fall. He yanks up Jordan whipping him to the ropes again and now hits the spear and spinebuster combo he calls SMOKED and falls into a pin hooking his leg, 1................................2................................3! The crowd pops just as loud as when Mack entered as he gets to his feet backing the ref up and raises his arms in the air in a dominant fashion, in a fashion that says not to fuck with him or you'll die trying. SLAVE TO THE GRIND plays again and Mack hops out of the ring now eyeing Julie laying back on the bike. Mack smirks and Julie sits up handing him his helmet. Mack puts it on, high fives a a few fans, then takes his jacket pulling that on. Julie lets him on the bike, then gets up behind him holding on. Mack starts up the bike and pumps a fists in the air saluting his diehard, cult like fans, then revs up his bike and peels outta there flying through the curtain disappearing just like that. The crowd still hot for Mack begin to chant his name when the tron lights up showing something going down elsewhere in the back. SVD is aying under a metal box as Bethany Sorrow cracks metal pipe over Chris Orton's back, then Jordan Brooks punts him in the head and kneels down yelling at him, degrading him, telling him is era is over. The shot goes up close and you can hear his heavy breathing over the unconsious Chris Orton as Nick Miller wraps up the show.



"Mack came in and whooped some ass, then he left, but the night did not end there. Apparently during that match Jordan Brooks and Bethany Sorrow tried to erase their loss to SVD and Chris Orton by beatng them down just now and look to have succeed, at least in the beatdown. This happening and Mack back in SEF, wow what a show and I can't wait until next week, but were al gonna have to, so see ya then folks, goodnight."



A NEW LEVEL plays over the pa as the crowd is still in great spirits from Mack, some boos when the tron was playing the beatdown, but cheers again and chanting of Mack's name as Extreme now fades to black.