King Me {Vegas & Gregory Shaddix}

[Lana & Luthor]

*During the specially broadcasted event for the qualifying matches leading to the Clash of the Titans pay per view event, we meet with out always charismatic color commentary team Mike Wayne and Roger Jackson as they commentate on a few of the matches leading up to the beginning of tonight's festivities.*

[glow=beige,2,300]...Now that last match was a real doozy there Roger. It's always nice to see the ladies tie it up as intense as those two just did and I can't wait to see what the Clash of the Titans qualifying matches bring. I do believe this will be the best Pay Per View event of the year thus far once things get rolling.[/glow]

I gotta go with you on that one and I know I usuall don't agree with you on anything. But this one coming up. I feel is gonna be off the richter scale in terms of competition. I mean look at the participants in the tournament brackets. Easily the most talented pool of athletes in this sport. Names like Liz Michaels, Melissa Armstrong, Jason Cross, Pornstar and the list goes on and on. I personally can't wait to...

*Before he can finish, Roger's words are interrupted by music and then...*

[King Vegas]

...A surprise for everyone present, the theme music of the Familia, "Certified Gangstas" by the Diplomats featuring the Game, hits the PA system to a barrage of mixed reactions as through the curtains steps the man set to take on the current APW World Heavyweight Champion Blaze in the first half of the Double Main Event at the upcoming Clash of the Titans Pay Per View...None other than His majesty...King Vegas...

That trademark devious smirk of his can be seen immediately as he emerged from behind the curtain...His Familia brother Tha Infamous 187 flanking the appearance as they both methodically begin their stroll down towards the ring side area. The always confident strut and demeanor of the young King Vegas was ever evident and seemed to be even more potent it seemed as his focus clearly remained on the participants of the preceding match up leaving the ring area...Delivering a condescending smile in their direction as he and his Familia brother had finally arrived at ringside...Instantly noticing the look on the faces of the two APW color commentary announcers, he raises his hands slightly as if signaling for them to prepare for what was next to come...Once he and 187 arrive at the announcers table ...


[glow=red,2,300]Gentlemen, gentlemen...Once again I see you two were NOT prepared for royalty to make his presence known. Tsk Tsk...Well if you will?...
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He and his Familia brother watch with smirks on their faces as they both immediately stand from their seats, attempting to scramble and gather the needed seating and equipment for the two unexpected Familia members to join them on this night. As they do finally secure everything that was needed, the two superstars take their respective seats at the end of the announcers table, as they place their head sets on and Vegas begins with...

[glow=red,2,300]Well, well...I see the lower tier talent is in rare form tonight. You know I watched that match for the most part from backstage and I have to say...The Angels...Mr. Hugh...And Mr. Steele should be ashamed of themselves for having those two idiots out here on a night such as this. This is one of THE most important and significant nights in the young history of Action Packed Wrestling and the fans are subjected...To THIS?...Pfftt...Gentlemen it makes no sense whatsoever when the Familia is merely...A phone call away. True entertainment is needed? You all know where to find us as well as know we WILL deliver...Time...And time again...But...That's not what I'm out here for at all gentlemen...No...No...I'm sure you two can guess already...Mr. Jackson?...Mr. Wayne?
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[Lana & Luthor]

I'm sure I can guess Mr. Vegas. Welcome. Yourself as well as Mr. Taylor there.

*Roger notices the smirk on the face of 187 as his partner chimes in with his take on the nights coming discussion.*

[glow=beige,2,300]I'm pretty sure you're here to talk about your upcoming title shot against Mr. Shaddix Mr. Vegas. I'd be surprised if you weren't.[/glow]

[King Vegas]

Vegas simply nods his head as he simulates a round of applause with his hands raises slightly...187 chuckling a bit as he raises his water bottle to his lips...Mr. Vegas then replies with...

[glow=red,2,300]Of course Mr. Wayne, of course. What else IS there to speak of on such a joyous occasion my good man? It seems FINALLY the "championship committee" has used the little brain power they DO possess and chosen the most likely and most capable competitor on the roster to challenge Mr...Shaddix?...For that coveted piece of gold he wears around his waist...I shudder to think of who else they MIGHT have picked if they hadn't had that moment of intelligent thinking. I'm sure you would agree gentlemen?[/glow]

[Lana & Luthor]

[glow=beige,2,300]Well I don't know about that Mr. Vegas. There are some other worthy competitors on the roster that could have been placed in that match up I'm sure. What about Mr. Jason Cross? Or Mr. Cabal Xavier? Dru Nedermeyer? Tyson Terra?[/glow]

What he's trying to say is that HE'S the prime candidate FOR the shot I think man. Not saying that the others aren't good but that he would be the BEST choice out of all of them. Am I correct mr. Vegas?

[King Vegas]

King Vegas merely shakes his head in disgust. It was so disturbing for someone to actually believe those gentlemen were even remotely close to his caliber of athlete and intelligence. Of course they were talented in their own right but King Vegas...They were not...He begins to comment as the next scheduled match up begins, as a few entrances have already taken place for the impromptu contest...

[glow=red,2,300]With all due respect gentlemen...Let's examine each of those men's name you've just suggested to me as being capable of galvanizing this very promotion...Firstly Mr. Jason Cross? I myself have taught this man every single thing he knows within the confines of those ropes I mind you. Without King Vegas? His..."Career" wouldn't exist!...I decide when Jason Cross is done...That's what you have to understand about HIS potential of becoming the top brass here in APW...[/glow]

He pauses momentarily as his gaze darts towards the entrance ramp, another competitor announced and making their way down the ramp...A shake of his head indicating his dislike for the particular person being ushered into the arena...

[glow=red,2,300]Mr. Nedermeyer as well as Mr. Xavier? Over hyped, inflated egos...UNJUSTLY inflated egos mind you who neither deserve, understand or are gifted enough to ensure APW's future as I...King Vegas can...And as far as Mr. Terra goes...Pfftt...Hmmpf...He's done such a small amount in his career that...It would be pointless to even comment on such a peasant when compared to yours truly...[/glow]

[Lana & Luthor]

*Mike hears Mr. Vegas' words as he notices that despite the participants of the following match, a different musical piece hits the PA system. Suddenly through the curtains steps the Current World Champion Gregory Shaddix. Immediately a smile comes to his face as he watches as Shaddix seems to be making his way down the ramp towards the same announce table the color commentary team, 187 and Vegas sat at. He quickly looks in the direction of Vegas and notices the smile on his face and how his eyes had met with his Clash of the Titans opponents instantly upon his arrival.*

Well let's see what we have here boys. Looks like the champ was listening to you Mr. Vegas. I guess he has some things to say too.

[King Vegas]

Vegas' eyes meet with those of Shaddix as he seems to be making his way towards the announce table to join them perhaps?...Indeed he knew this would become a volitale situation if the wrong words were spoken. He looked forward to it actually...He spoke up as the champ arrived at the announcers table and he rose to his feet as if going to greet Mr. Shaddix...

[glow=red,2,300]Ha Ha...Mr. Shaddix...How nice of you to join us seeing as how your time as champion is indeed coming to a close...A seat if you will?...[/glow]

Vegas motions his hands toward the empty seat located on the opposite side of the announce table as he himself placed himself firmly back in his original place of seating and placed his hands together, taunting the current champion with a few claps of his hand anticipating the drama to come...

[blaze]

With a smug look on his face, Shaddix mocks Vegas's little gesture by doing the same thing right back to him. Shaddix's hands a bit closer to Vegas's face, and his gesture a bit more....threatening....it seems. Without taking his eyes off of Vegas, Shaddix makes his way over to the empty seat. He slowly sits down, putting a headset on in the process....

[glow=blue,2,300]"Damn, its a bit crowded down here....Why don't everyone whose never held an IMPORTANT title in there career go ahead and get to steppin? Oh, wait....That'd just leave me...."[/glow]

Without even looking at Vegas's facial expression after that last comment, Shaddix locks his eyes on the match in progress. The wrestlers in the ring obviously a bit thrown off by the presence of all those sitting at the announcers table. Yet they contine to battle it out...

[glow=blue,2,300]"Hmmm...Pretty impresive DDT there...You might wanna keep a close eye on this mach up V....Maybe you'll learn a thing or two about how to execute a decent grapple...."[/glow]

[Lana & Luthor]

[glow=beige,2,300]Alright gentlemen, let's calm down and keep cool here and focus on calling this match happening here.[/glow]

Yeah no need for a preview of what's to come now fellas. Let's all stay cool and collected and see what these two in the ring can do.

[King Vegas]

How idiotic of Mr. Shaddix to make such advances and comments in the presence of royalty. The lucky bastard had seemingly grown a pair...Vegas' voice can be heard commenting as he looked on to the match in progress, just as one of the participants seems to have another in a weird position...Directly behind the man, and his arms wrapped around his waist attempting some sort of suplex maneuver perhaps?...He comments...


[glow=red,2,300]How funny Mr. Shaddix, how so very funny...Important you say? That title around your waste lost ALL "importance" or "value" once they allowed for a bumbling idiot such as yourself to place it around his waist my friend...Oh what's this here?...
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His eyes dart back towards the match, where the two grapplers were now seemingly in a tussling situation on the mat, constant reversals over and over as the unlikely announce team watched on...


[glow=red,2,300]...I'm not that FAMILIAr with that type of maneuver there myself gentlemen...Down on all fours with another man with his hands placed around my waist while making thrusting motions is more of your forte' isn't it Mr. Shaddix?...I mean not that...There's anything wrong with that now of course...It IS 2007 and I'm sure impotent homosexuals are as welcome as any other athlete so...No worries my good man...But I must say you look much better now that you've ditched the mascara and banana lip gloss. This works much better for you. You actually look...Almost...Remotely...Human surprisingly. The Sting/Kiss hybrid gimmick WAS becoming quite old of course. Change it always good I'm sure you know...I can think of one such thing in need of change soon to come myself actually. The holder of that very title you hold Mr. Shaddix.[/glow]

[Lana & Luthor]

*Roger places his hand over his mouth as if to indicate that last comment was indeed a good shot at the current World Champion. Mike had sat there quiet during the entire exchange of words between the men and just shook his head as he commented on it.*

[glow=beige,2,300]We're all quite sure that you both are quite capable of carrying APW on your back Mr. Shaddix and Mr. Vegas. Please let's not go into this type of thing out here. The fans are here to be entertained tonight and not see you two go at each other's throats on the sidelines.[/glow]

[blaze]

[glow=blue,2,300]"Ha, gay jokes, funny V...Yet, I find it even funnier that I've had a wife....I have a child...and all you have....Is 187 sitting there watching your backside....Hell, you always seem to have one of your BOYS watching your ass, don't ya?"[/glow]

Taking Rogers advice, Shaddix goes back to concentrating on the match. Really, it was rather lackluster. Shaddix and Vegas's little....'trade of insults'....Was probably the only thing in the arena worth watching at the moment...

[glow=blue,2,300]"Wow...uh...Nice...suplex there...*yawn*...he really got him good with that one....Yup...sure....did...."[/glow]

Shaddix seems to be losing all intrest in the battle in the ring. So, he retunrs to trading insults with Vegas....That was always good for some entertainment...

[glow=blue,2,300]"So let me get this straight....My belt lost all importance and became basically worthless once I won it....correct?.....Yet, winning it is probably the most important thing to ever possibly happen in your life? Wow, your a real over achiever there buddy....When winning something absolutely worthless is the high spot in your career...I think that means its time for you to give up the game junior...."[/glow]

[King Vegas]

How did he know Shaddix would walk directly into that one? Ahhh...The minds of the feeble he thinks as he retorts...

[glow=red,2,300]You actually believe...Ha Ha...I WANTED this?...You believe I ASKED for this Mr. Shaddix? Wow you have become as dumb as Akira was for marrying you. Jesus my good man, is there anything besides dead tissue and dust mites in that brain of yours?...The Angels CHOSE me for this task. They noticed how their pay per view buyrates and their ratings began to PLUMMET once YOU were crowned champion. THAT...Is the truth of the matter Mr. Shaddix...

I am simply a messenger sent to accomplish the task of restoring that title to it's original value and worth. Something YOU...Clearly can't seem to do. You'd rather play "The Crow" by fabricating your own fictional "death" and "resurrection" than worry about the progress of Action Packed Wrestling...Typical for a drug abusing MULTIPLE domestic abuse offender...Wow...Now...THAT'S...A role model isn't it folks?...Pfftt...Ingrate...That title is about as important to ME...As the continuance of your breathing patterns...I could care less about either...Yes, yes...That was a good move I must say...Ha Ha...

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[Lana & Luthor]

*Mike could be seen leaning towards Roger and whispering something in his ear as the two men continued to toss insults at each other as they watched on and tried to do commentary for the match taking place as best they could. Once the whispering was over, both men turned their attention back to the match trying to concentrate on their job as much as possible.*

[blaze]

Shaddix takes in a few deep breaths. Apparently not every ounce of Blaze was gone, the short temper and extreme anger still remained. With almost unbelievable speed, Shaddix launches out of his chair and within mere moments is standing infront of Vegas. He grabs him by the shirt collar and pulls him up to his feet....

[glow=blue,2,300]"Lying.....The only thing your pathetic ass has ever been good at. I know better than to believe that bullshit though...Acting like you could care less about titles....Please....You've wanted every title thats ever been around my waist....Does a certain fatal fourway cage match ring a bell....Remember weaseling yourself into that to get a shot at my title? Yeah...I thought so....Just like now, your weaseling yourself into a title match you don't deserve..."[/glow]

Realizing what he had just done, Shaddix, takes a few steps back. Turning around as if hes going to walk off. But something inside just wouldn't allow that. With amazing speed yet again, he charges back at Vegas, wrapping his arm around his neck attempting an Incinerator.....

[King Vegas]

*With Permission*

...Before the patented finishing maneuver of Shaddix could be executed effectively, he's blindsided by a vicious attack from Tha Infamous 187, knocking the current World Champion to the floor...Shocking the color commentary team enough that they immediately stand from their seats in awe over the speed at which the ordeal had gotten out of hand...

Not a second was able to past before both 187 and Vegas began the assault on the fallen champion...A barrage of blows from hands and feet came down atop Shaddix as they make sure to make the man pay for the attempt at an assault while more than one Familia member was present. Without hesitation, 187 raises Shaddix from the floor, as Vegas seems to be removing his watch, cuff links as well as his coat from the oh so beautiful attire he was sporting on this fine day, climbing atop the announcers table...He turns his head towards the color commentary team standing no more than 5 feet away as 187 drags Shaddix, tossing him atop the table as much as he could, Vegas reaching down and assisting the man in standing to his feet...A quick glance once again towards Mr. Jackson and Mr. Wayne who both seem to be nodding their heads in unison and disagreement with the coming act they anticipated moments away as Vegas held up a stunned and barely conscious Shaddix with one arm as his other points downwards towards the table underneath him and his prey...


[glow=red,2,300]Gentlemen...Observe YOUR...Oh so precious champion getting a preview of what's to come next Saturday Night at Clash of the Titans...Watch...Learn...And savor the finality of what's to come next...Snake Eyes...*Ahem*...Bitch...
[/glow]

Without hesitation, Vegas releases hold of Shaddix, and sends his right leg towards his abdomen region with great force and speed, causing for him to slump slightly and perfectly on cue, Vegas moves into position in a neck breaker fashion, falling with all of his weight sending both he and Shaddix crashing through the announcers table with tremendous force, completely destroying the structure, scattering them about as Mr. Jackson, Mr. Wayne and 187 all retreat just in time to not be hit from the flying debris. The crowd's initial "oooohs" immediately followed by a defeaning silence throughout the arena...Culminating in Vegas rising slowly to his feet...The devious smirk that had become his trademark ever so present on his face as he simulates dusting himself off, as his eyes downcast towards Mr. Shaddix...Nonchalantly stepping over the fallen champion as the announce team and additional ringside personell continue to scream for the assault to stop. Oh King Vegas was finished giving his preview he can assure you all...

He then wasted no time in securing his watch...His coat as well as his cuff links...Tossing the coat back over his shoulder as he slips the watch back onto his wrist slowly, giving a quick eye wink to his brother who had saved the day with that blindside, they both turn and begin their departure...Message sent he thought as he glances in the direction of Mr. Jackson and Mr. Wayne seemingly looking to give Mr. Shaddix some assistance.


[glow=red,2,300]Good luck with that gentlemen...I don't believe he'll be ready to..."Clash"....WITH...A "Titan"...Ha Ha...Good day all...Good day...
[/glow]

The two announcers watched on for a few moments before Roger made his way over to a nearby stage hand looking to get some help getting Shaddix to his feet, while Mike watched the two Familia members make their way up the entrance ramp to the sound of boos throughout the arena...Once again the Familia had played the numbers game and won...Now the..."Cards" were all out on the table. Next move? Gregory Shaddix...

[Lana & Luthor]

*Both Mike and Roger stood by watching the carnage that had just occured in front of them seconds ago. Gregory Shaddix's face being smashed through the announce table by Vegas' Snake Eyes finishing maneuver, leaving the man laid atop the scattered pieces of the table, as 187 and Vegas both began gathering their belongings , looking to make their departure.*

That was just uncalled for! There was NO reason to do that you two! Sons of bitches!!

*Roger began to waive for some help for the fallen champ as EMT 's and APW officials begin making their way down the entrance ramp at high speeds to check on the severity of the World Champion.*

[blaze]

The stage hands try to help Shaddix rise to his feet, but they get nothing more than shoved away for there efforts. Shaddix rises to one knee on his own, breathing heavily. He can feel the blood on his forehead. Yes, he knew that feeling all to well. The feeling of your own blood flowing from your body. He would make sure Vegas got to feel that same feeling come Pay-Per-View time...Or perhaps even sooner...

[glow=blue,2,300]"Back off...I'm fine....I....I don't need any help...."[/glow]

Slowly, Shaddix pushes him back up to a standing position. The fans cheer for him as he does this. A stadium full of cheers...For him...something he hadn't heard in quite some time...He picks up his World Title that lays among the shattered table and raises it high in the air. Vegas hadn't intimidated him one bit...

[glow=blue,2,300]"Paybacks.....A.....B**ch!"[/glow]

It seems the match taking place in the ring had ended a few minutes ago, yet no one really knew who had won. Everyones attention diverted to the main eventers....The moneymakers.....Shaddix and Vegas....Then again, thats how its suppose to be...All eyes on the champ.....

*The End*