-Prologue-
Shade thought he had finally made it. He was in the company known as XWA and was ready for the big leagues. Unfortunately for him, his career was cut short due to an unfair firing by the promotion of the new General Manager, Razor Xtreme. Shade decided to take it upon himself to attack the GM on XWA.com and Razor Xtreme responded; a simple response intended on making Shade angry. Shade has been known to be very unstable and uncontrollable when he is made angry, so it is no doubt that Razor Xtreme has made a huge mistake in pissing him off. The match will come down to which of these two is more mentally unstable, and there is no question that either of these insane men will do whatever is necessary to win tonight in this Xtreme Rules match – as voted on by the XWA Universe!

Rolls of barbed wire, barbed wire tables, glass tables, bags of tacks, good ol’ steel chairs, regular tables, and much much more cover the XWA arena and surround the XWA ring. The stage is set for an Xtreme Rules match!



The intro to Shinedown’s “Sound of Madness” blares throughout the arena as the crowd gives a big mixed reaction. Though Shade is clearly not a crowd pleaser by any means, it’s really hard to hate a character as interesting as this one. It doesn’t help that he’s facing possibly the most hated man to ever step in an XWA ring tonight. “WATCH YOUR BACK!” – Shade paces out from behind the curtain with a look of “readiness.” He indeed looks angry, as he has been towards his opponent, and it is noticeable by the fact that he doesn’t have his signature grin on his face.

Laura Watts: “The following match is an Xtreme Rules match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first… from Albany, New York. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds… ‘The Ultimate Synner’ SHAAAAAAAADE!”

Ted Cedar: “There is no doubt in my mind that this man is a maniac! And one angry maniac at that. Razor Xtreme has pissed him off undoubtedly and he will pay the price for it tonight!”

Joey Miles: “Maniac? Both of these nuts are maniacs! And I’m talking about the nuts that are about to compete, Ted, no dirty thoughts for you.”

He walks down a bit angrily but for the most part, nonchalantly. He marches down the ramp and ignores the atmosphere placed before him. He ascends the steel steps and then gets up onto the apron. He wears black jeans that are covered in black boots and have “S Y N” in dark red letters running down them. Over him, he has a black fedora and an open black dress shirt. He ignores the commotions around him as he steps inside the ring. He marches towards the center as he stares into the unknown. He throws off his fedora and removes his open dress shirt as he waits for his opponent.

BE JEALOUS


The fans are very quick to leap to their feet and boo. They’ve never met a Razor Xtreme that they’ve liked. Razor appears on stage behind a small cloud of smoke as the fans “boo’s!” only escalate. This is a character they can hate on all they want. Razor wears an open, black, cut-up, robe-like trench coat over his all black attire which features kneepads that connect to boots under black tights with golden waves. He smiles at the angry fans around him as he begins to march down the ramp.

Laura Watts: “And introducing his opponent. From Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds... he is the General Manager of XWA…. ‘the Rated Y2X Superstar’ Razor… XTREEEEEEEEEME!”

Joey Miles: “You talk about crazy you just got ta’ mention this guy! I love this guy, but he’s nuts!”

Ted Cedar: “Yes, for the past year or so the current General Manager has been on a pattern of loopiness.”

Razor marches down the ramp. Ignoring the middle fingers and loud boos of the children and adults behind him. A very small daring few “Sharp” fans hold up “Razor Rules” signs, but they are in the tiny minority. A few others bow, simply cause they feel like bowing, but the sheer majority of fans boo. He walks up the steel steps and eyes his opponent. He stands on the apron as he then extends both arms to the sides, facing the crowd, receiving many more boos. He smiles and turns around, expecting the response. He removes his trenchcoat and tosses it down, a worker rushes over to pick it up. He then steps through the middle ropes, wary of his opponent, as his theme dies out.

DING! DING! DING!

As the bell rings, both men stand in the middle of the ring, looking at each other with a vicious intent. Or are they? Both men look at each other with vaguely confused looks on their faces. They get near each other as they look each other in the eye. Razor cocks his head to the side and Shade copies him. Both of these men are known to be loons, but which one is loonier? Razor then places a palm on Shade’s breast/shoulder area and shoves him back. Shade looks at him like an angry little kid. “What? You think you can challenge me? You’re crazy! And I know crazy!” – yells the deranged general manager as he shoves Shade back once again, in similar fashion. Shade responds by dropping down, taking Razor down with a double-leg-takedown, and pummeling him with quick fists! Some of the crowd can’t help but mark out for the quick response. Shade throws a flurry of very uncontrolled, unfocused rights and lefts. He doesn’t know what he’s hitting, he just knows his fists are hitting something. Razor responds by quickly shifting his weight and landing on top of Shade by rolling him over. Razor begins to throw his own flurry of uncontrolled, not-very-thought-out punches. But as he begins to rage with fists, Shade follows suit and he rolls him over this time. He continues his onslaught of unfocused crazy punches.

Ted Cedar: “Razor made the mistake of making Shade angry! As if he wasn’t angry enough due to being fired by this man and hearing the vile comments Xtreme made about his deceased daughter, now Xtreme shoves him disrespectfully to start this match!”

Joey Miles: “Yeah, that’s General Manager Xtreme to you, fatty.”

Shade gets off of Razor but he angrily works his way up to his feet. While usually being calm and collected, Razor has pissed him off, and he won’t allow him to get away with that. Shade jumps up towards Razor, who’s on his side, and begins to stomp away at him. Shade stomps and stomps, allowing Razor to tuck himself into the turnbuckle in a seated position. Shade goes up to him and presses his foot down against Razor’s neck, trying to sandwich him between the turnbuckle and his boot. Razor shakes around a bit and screams. Razor pushes back on Shade’s boot and as soon as Shade gives him a bit of leeway, Razor rolls out of the ring to try and recover a bit. The fans begin to boo as Xtreme rubs his neck outside the ring. Shade slides out of the ring on the opposite side, attempting to blindside Razor. Shade runs around the ring towards Razor. As soon as he turns the steel post to meet Razor on his side, he is thumped on the head with a hard lead pipe shot by Razor Xtreme, who saw him coming and expected him!

Ted Cedar: “Razor’s signature lead pipes that he always uses have been very helpful in the past. He generally uses the weapons in the beginning of matches to weaken his opponents, and almost never to finish them off!”

Joey Miles: “Thanks for clarifying that so whoever is ‘watching’ this match doesn’t get the wrong idea!”

Razor gets on top of Shade, who holds his forehead in pain, and begins to swing away with his devastating lead pipes. He swings and hits and hits and hits, hitting Shade wherever he can. Shade covers his head but he’s only able to cushion the blows a bit. Razor shows no mercy as he goes nuts with the lead shots. Eventually he gets tired and he throws them on the ground. He reaches down and rakes Shade off the ground. Shade, who is in a lot of pain, allows him to do whatever he wants. Razor drags the loony-bin into the ring and then follows him. The GM of Vendetta quickly lays Shade on his back and hooks a leg, attempting to go for an early pin. “1!” “2!” – Shade kicks out at 2. As Shade tries to shake off the slight pain, Xtreme gets up to his feet and throws a hard stomp right to the shoulder of the madman. Razor leaps up and stomps again, and again, and again. Stomping the mat while simultaneously going nuts with his stomps. Eventually, he gets irritated and drops down to the ground before rolling out of the ring. He looks around for a bit angrily, shouting a few obscenities to the fans, before pulling up a steel chair wrapped in barbed wire, the XWA specialty. Xtreme slaps the chair on the ground outside to give it somewhat of a test before turning his attention back to the opponent at hand. He gets a wicked chuckle on his face as he charges back to the ring. He slides inside as Shade is on one knee. Out of nowhere, Shade alters the momentum by leaping up, swinging his legs wildly, as he throws his left leg down and right up, smacking the chair into the incautious face of Razor Xtreme with a wild Bicycle Kick out of nowhere!

Ted Cedar: “Oh my! Shade off that huge bicycle kick! Xtreme never saw it coming, and that chair was placed right in front of his face!”

Joey Miles: “Bitchin’! I love the convenience of it!”

Shade drops to one knee as the other madman drops to the mat. Razor moans a bit as he places his palm on his forehead, checking for an ill-fated crimson mask. When he feels a small trickle where the barbed wire hit, he knows it’s there. He begins to laugh quietly, almost enjoying it. Meanwhile, “Hell’s Pyromaniac” works his way up to his feet. Knowing that the hit alone won’t take Xtreme out, he simply continues to do his work. Millions of ideas cloud that sick little mind of his as he finds joy in thinking of ways to hurt this man. He quickly drags the barbed wire chair to the center of the ring and plants it. He then turns his attention to Xtreme, who is dragging himself up to his feet by using the ropes. Shade throws a quick right hand, catching him in the gut, before dragging the weakened Razor towards the center of the ring by his hand. He pulls him over the floored chair before scooping him up for a Suplex Powerslam, before attempting to drive him down on top of the chair! Razor quickly throws wild elbows as he is on top of Shade’s shoulder. He swings wild elbows before dropping down behind him. He pushes Shade forward and as soon as “The Ultimate Synner” turns around, he is leveled by a Running Forearm by the GM! Shade drops to the mat as Razor rubs his own face once again.

Joey Miles: “And just like that, Xtreme is back in control! Am I the only one that likes both these fuckers?”

Ted Cedar: “Yes Joey, you are.”

Razor shrugs off whatever pain he is in to try and continue his momentum. He bends down to the ground and picks up the barbed wire chair. He noticed the wire is only wrapped around the main base of it, and he is able to open it. He unfolds it and plants it in the middle of the ring. Shade has worked his way up to his feet and he is fairly groggy. He turns around, right into the XWA GM’s grasp. Razor kicks him in the gut with his right leg before getting him in a headlock. He locks arms before pulling him over into the air. Razor turns and drops Shade straight down, back first, through the barbed wire chair, with a sick Falcon Arrow! The chair completely breaks as the fans respond with a loud “OOOOOOHHHHH!”

Ted Cedar: “Geez, what a move! I feel bad for Shade!”

Joey Miles: “So sick! I’m loving this match!”

Razor sits on his ass, breathing deeply a bit to try and recover. Shade rolls around on the mat, the holes in his back leak several small spots of red where each individual wire made contact and pierced him. Razor simply sits there as the insane Shade rolls around madly. His back becomes more and more wet with red as the time passes by. Eventually, the sinister General Manager works his way up and drags himself over to “The Ultimate Synner.” He hooks a leg and keeps him down for a pin. “1!” “2!” - Kickout at 2! “You need to count faster. Or else you're fired.” – utters Razor, completely nonchalantly to poor referee Jack Hammer. Xtreme takes advantage of the downed Shade as he rolls back out of the ring, looking for more weapons. Razor pulls up one of the barbed wire-wrapped tables and slides it into the ring. He reaches around and finds various other weapons, including a singapore cane and a box of tacks. He then grabs a roll of barbed wire that was left near the steel steps and slides that into the ring as well. He picks up another singapore cane and then slides back into the ring.

Ted Cedar: “Xtreme is relentless with these weapons!”

Joey Miles: “Yeah, I'd watch out if I were Shade.”

Razor makes his way into the ring, but unbeknownst to him, Shade has already worked his way up somewhat. Shade grabs the other cane that Razor slid in and he bashes him on the thigh with it! Razor moans as Shade begins to unleash! Smack after smack after smack. Razor moans as he doubles down. Shade raises the cane up above his head and in a final smack, lands it directly on Razor's back! The Rated Y2X General Manager drops to the mat. The insane Shade rummages through all the toys given to him by his own opponent. He picks up the devilish barbed wire table and he opens the legs as he drags it to the middle of the ring. He opens it and then slowly pulls it up to set it in the middle of the ring. He then walks over to the box of thumb-tacks and pours them relentlessly over the table, combining the effects of tacks with the effects of the barbed wire. Nonetheless, this isn't Shade's end point. He has one more statement to make. He drops down and rolls out of the ring. He looks around, and after a bit of uncertainty, he finds what he's looking for inside a trash can... a bottle of gas!

Ted Cedar: “Uh oh! This isn't going to end up nicely!”

Joey Miles: “It is for me, Ted!”

The fans, of course, give nothing but positive reactions for this. Shade slides back into the ring with it, having a match inside his boot ready for this situation, being the pyromaniac he is. He notices that Razor is slowly working his way up to his feet, so he decides to stun him again by kicking him in the gut, wrapping his head under his arm, and driving him to the mat with a simple DDT. Razor's forehead begins to bleed a little more as Shade works his way up to his feet slowly, being careful with the holes in his back which have not stopped bleeding yet. Shade gets up to his feet and grabs the bottle of gas. He begins to expertly apply the liquid across the wooden table. He then pulls out a match from his boot after tossing the bottle out of the ring. He scrapes it against his boot and it lights up. Excitedly, he throws the match on the table, setting it into a blaze! He is astonished by the beauty of the fire. It reminds him of the asylum he burned down before. All the memories. The thoughts of fire. Everything going down in a blaze... is all tarnished as a big boot hits him in the face, courtesy of Razor Xtreme! Razor stumbles around a bit, but he is intent on finishing off this maniac. He doesn't give him time to rest off the big boot, as he quickly bends over and grabs on to his long hair. He pulls him up nastily before dragging him to the turnbuckle.

Joey Miles: “I wish I knew what he was thinking! Razor's about to do something cool, guarantee it!”

Ted Cedar: “Why would you want to see what either of them are thinking? Both of these guys are insane!”

Razor climbs up the turnbuckle first, his back to the crowd. He pulls Shade up to the second turnbuckle as he tries to balance himself on the top rope. He slowly but surely manages to find a spot up there. He stands on the top rope, facing the ring, as Shade stands on the second rope with his back to the ring. Razor leaps up quickly and wraps his legs around Shade's head, trying to go for a hurricanrana, but almost as if by instinct, Shade leaps straight backwards, throwing Razor straight back, sending the GM through the blazing table stomach-first with a signature Alley-Oop Reverse Powerbomb which he calls the “Miscalculation” - and what a fitting name, as it was a miscalculation that just caused Xtreme to go through that table! The fans go “OOOOOOOH!” as they begin to chant “Holy shit! Holy shit!” and the commentators, of course, jizz at the first sight.

Ted Cedar: “OH MY GOD! IS HE BREATHING? Someone check on him!”

Joey Miles: “I think he's dead! It's the death of a legend!”

Shade lays on the ground, his back hit the mat hard as he fell straight backwards, but Razor is completely out of it. Razor doesn't move a bit as he lays in that pile of crap. Shade remains grounded and doesn't move a muscle either. Jack Hammer rushes to assist Razor, wondering if he can still breath after such a move! Razor is completely out of it, unfortunately his opponent can barely move, so he can't take advantage of this and make the pin! After a few seconds of fan-chants, Shade begins to crawl up. He slowly but surely works his way over to his “Final Level” of an opponent. He finally manages to gather the energy to get to his feet. He begins to pull Razor to the side, trying to get him out of the rubble, when all of a sudden, the crowd begins to boo. Shade wonders why the sudden change of heart, but doesn't care too much as he's used to getting booed. However, he stops dead in his tracks as he notices the reason behind the boos. Down the ramp come three of Razor's SWAT-team like security guards, running full speed! Shade doesn't even seem to react for a bit, but then suddenly plunges down and grabs a singapore cane, preparing for the fight!

Ted Cedar: “What the hell?! What are they doing here? These are supposed to be security guards for Razor, they're not even supposed to be out here!”

The three men slide into the ring, batons ready, but are stopped dead in their tracks as Shade is more than ready! Shade smacks the cane into the bullet-proof vest like armor of one of the guards, doubling him down. Before he gets back to him, Shade swings the cane into the helmet of another guard, stunning him. Shade drops the cane and catches the third one as he runs towards him, hoists him onto his shoulder, into the air, and to the mat with a hard spinebuster! Shade then takes advantage of the first guard, who is doubled down, and places his head between his legs before lifting him up to his shoulders and throwing him over the ropes and to the outside with a powerbomb! Shade then turns his attention to the final guard, who is rattled from the direct hit from the singapore cane to the helmet. Shade wraps his fingers around his throat and begins to tighten his grip angrily. His face becomes clenched as he raises the guard up and chokeslams him out of the ring over the top rope, sending him through a table that was set up outside the ring! Shade is full of momentum as he begins to scream and shake wildly. His momentum is then shattered, as he turns around right into a roundhouse kick to the head. Except, this roundhouse is a bit different. Razor wrapped the barbed wire roll around his right leg, tailing from his shin up to his knee, and that direct kick did its damage!

Ted Cedar: “Out of nowhere! Razor with that wrapped-boot! Oh my!”

Joey Miles: “Shade was able to deal with the SWAT team, but Razor took the advantage and ran with it!”

Shade cripples down to the mat as Razor drops onto his left knee, trying to avoid putting pressure on his right leg. His tons of padding may do him well against the barbed wire, but there is no doubt that it may hurt anyway. Razor begins to laugh as Shade's forehead begins to trickle blood. Razor realizes his exit to this match. His token to victory. Razor quickly grabs the legs of the downed Shade, not even bothering with a pin. He tucks his legs under his arms as he then slowly turns him over, locking in The Xtreme Walls! Except this time, instead of a regular elevated Boston Crab, he shifts a bit higher up before placing the barbed wire-wrapped knee right across Shade's neck for a Liontamer maneuver! “The Propagation” is awakened and he begins to shout wildly. Shade not only feels his limbs being pulled, but he feels the tiny metal pricks sinking into his neck at the same time. Jack Hammer pleads with him to give up, but the voices in his head tell him to keep fighting. Unfortunately, the voices in his head do not control the voices in his body, who are in lots of pain. Razor wrenches as hard as he can. Before the wire can sink into his neck anymore, Shade is forced to tap out!

DING! DING! DING!