I had NO idea (I:W Innovation Title match)

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<$$- Out the lights go. -$$>






<$$- Reaction of the everyone in the arena was epic. No matter if you cheered or booed. Heard that emotion flowing through the air. Its nothing like a PPV than a regular live show each night. It was go time for Double S. Been ruffling alot of feathers lately. Pissing people off on his way to becoming the I:W Innovation Champion. To even be calling the title the I:W Innovation championship has raised eyebrows all over the place. Calling out certain individuals in light of insulting in anyway possible. Holding no punches back.-$$>




<$$- Double S walked on stage with the title around his waist. Focused, determined, and fired up like no other. *TIME TO OWN!* He shouted towards the audience. Big smile on his face as he walked towards the ring. Got closer to audience as he saw a sign that said. -$$>



<$$- Ripped it from the fans hands, and tore it in half. No making any friends with anyone in the audience. Steps in the ring, and heads to the opposite corner. Raises the title in how proud he is to be champ . "You suck" chants begin for a minute until Double begins to speak. -$$>

<Xx- So tonight is the NIGHT!

Sentoryu, Little Nobb, and Ms. Kain a get a shot that my Innovation Champion. -xX>

<$$- Fans chant "WORLD CLASS, WORLD CLASS!" As loud as you can get. -$$>

<Xx- Hehe...funny. Like I was about to say. You three get a chance of a lifetime. Some people why these these three. Its simple for me anyway. I know all you are incapable of being smart of enough to keep up with me. Its hard being you...I know . I know. Just do the best you can.

Sentoryu, He's more of a challenge that didn't happen the week where it was me vs. Kami girl for this title I hold. Interrupted a match that was already in place. Just like a secretary of something. You know when you are that big boss of a company. The one that owns everything here, but your office is not in that current establishment. Got your own office else where. You go into one of your offices because you have a head to head meeting with another high up in a since. There's a little secretary always in the way to tell you that he or she is busy. That's Sentoryu in this case. I needs to set him straight, and wanted to wait till this PPV to do so.

Ms. Kain? Because he's just a douchebag that I want to kick in the face. Can't stand Canadians anyway so when he came back here. All he did was run his little mouth, and then had the non balls to head to the Amazon division. What's worse? He thought it was a clever idea. Should be praising his f*cked up ass because of it. But there's an issue with that. No on cares that you are in the Amazon division. Matter a fact, the Gladiator is better off without you. After tonight, Ms Kain can back to the division that he so loves so much!

Little...Know what? Before I continue. Ms. Kain. I also wonder if you have A.D.D....Attention Deficit Disorder or just mentally retarded sometimes. That tag team match. At first I thought you were just trying to screw me in that match, but after looking at the tape. Maybe you aren't in the right frame of mind. Other then dropping your ass down when I went for a tag, you decided to pick up a chair for no apparently reason obviously because you couldn't decide if you wanted to use it or not. Picking it up, putting it back down. Picking it up again, putting it back down. Walking around the ring, getting inside the ring. Then back out again. To the point where the opponents were getting little annoyed with you. Little Nobb chased you down a couple times. That split second, you woke up for the retardation moments, and did some fighting. It was the weirdest thing to look at, and laugh at.

But you know what the best part of it all? I didn't need your help. I beat Little Nobb, and Sentoryu all by myself. They thought...Oh...Kain is messing around. Its now 2 on 1, easy victory. Little did they realize who they were facing. God amongst men!

Noooobby! The man who's had a master plan from the beginning to take this title from me. When I made the challenge for anyone, and everyone to bring your best stuff at me. Rip me hard you can. Tell me why you deserve anything especially this Innovation title. Nobbs found whoever was backstage for a interviewer, and laid out the foundation for his current invitation he was awarded. I remember it that clear is day. Here's a clip for those who might of missed it. -xX>

<$$- Linkage Video Feed (pretend :D ) -$$>

<Xx- Such passion, aggression, and that always disrespectful tone . Even had the nerve to tell me that I don't deserve to hold this title. Quite frankly saying I'm not worthy of anything. -xX>

<$$- The crowd chanted "YOUR NOT WORTHY!" -$$>

<Xx- Putting that to rest when I announced that this title match will happen, also said that he had it backwards. This doesn't deserve me. It should fill honored that I brought grace to it. Since no one else had the greatness to do so.

And that tag match I talked about earlier, proved that I am of the elite. Nobbs, Sentoryu, Kain, I am walking as Innovation as Champion, and leaving as Champion. Just a FACT! -xX>

<$$- He holds the title high once again before being interrupted by one of the three. -$$>

[Kyle Nobbs]

And that one was Kyle Nobbs.

"Waiting" by Not Forgotten blasts on the PA system, getting the crowd pumped and excited. Nobbs himself walks onto the stage, dressed to compete already. He's got that smirk that helped make him famous, the one where he doesn't seem too worried about what's going to come. He's not quite cocky, but you could tell that he could be if he wanted to.

He walks quickly down the ramp, giving an odd high five to young fans here and there. It was their show, after all. Nobbs was just going to give them the best one he could.

He climbs into the ring and crosses it, looking at Double S all the way. A crew member near the announce table gets up and hands Nobbs a microphone.

"Well firstly I guess I should say congratulations," he begins. The crowd begins to boo, but he shushes them soon after. "Now, hold on, hold on. Shia here did something fairly amazing. He did indeed defeat Sentoryu and myself, by his onesies. Jeff Kain obviously wanted nothing to do with that match, until it came right down to the end of it, either that or he was having a seizure of some kind, I'm not sure. But this guy here, yeah. He won the tag match with a quick roll-up, so we have to give him props. Congratulations, Double S.

But that congratulations won't extend to later tonight. Because you see, I'm walking out of Survive and Conquer as the Innovation Wrestling, World Class Champion.

You see, I meant everything I said those few weeks ago. You're disrespectful, you're ego-maniacal, and quite frankly you're a jackass! You can rant all you want about how you're the best thing since sliced bread, but the fact of the matter here is you don't have any friends in this match. With the way you're running your mouth, I can guarantee that we're all gunning for you, Double S, and you're not gonna be holding that strap for too much longer. And it's just a matter of opportunity for me to get that 1, 2, 3 and become the new World Class Champ. And later on tonight, I'll be celebrating with my new friend Vinny, who'll be walking away from Survive and Conquer with the Gladiator Title."

Kyle lowers the microphone and waits for a reply from either Double S, or the other two combatants in the match.

[Jeff Kain]

Kain walks out, no music, just himself and a microphone. Dressed in some Adidas track pants and a promotional t-shirt. With that in mind, the t-shirt was custom designed to say TNB instead of I:W. Unlike Kyle, he didn't look ready to compete yet at all. he stops at the top of the ramp and raises his microphone up to his lips.

Before I speak, allow me to remind everyone in attendance that I had no intentions of starting it up with the Gladiator division just yet. No, I had plans on jumping at the title scene for the Gladiators later on in the year. Last week I'm sitting in the back preparing to call out any of the women that wanted a piece of me when I heard my name called. I heard I had received a title shot at the World Class title belt. Why? I don't know, because I haven't done anything to any of the guys yet. I didn't face any of the men in the ring, so why does everyone want me in this match?

And then it dawned on me that there's no crowd-puller. There's no one in the match that puts asses in the seats. There's no one that defines innovation. World Class? Look no further. Which is why I was called in. I'm the Tim Tebow, the Tom Brady, the Kobe Bryant, The Wayne Gretzky, the Alexander Ovechkin, and the Michael Jordan. I'm the guy that sells out arenas due to my mic work, my in ring ability, and my commitment to making others around me better by destroying them. Jeff Kain sells t-shirts. Whether you want to wear them or burn them, it doesn't matter, because I make profit for myself and this lame ass company. I'm the Hollywood connection. I'm what this company will build on for years to come. I will make this company better, whether it's just me doing work, or if I end up calling all my guys from GWNW to show up, my Canadian based Internet wrestling show.

He pauses for a second to let everyone absorb it.

You said something last week that made me laugh Shia. You're the least respected person in this company and you love it. That gets me. Because whether I'm loved or hated, cheered or booed out of the arena, giving handshakes or headaches, I'm respected. Maybe not by you, and maybe not by Kyle Nobbs, the guy that has problems with me due to my choice of fighting women... But I'm respected. I put asses in the chairs, I define innovation week in and week out. I'm an idea guy. That belt you're holding? The concept behind it came from my X-Division. The fans watching you tonight, Shia, are here because they know whether it's something great or heinous, I'll come up with an idea, a plan, or some scheme that will be remembered.

Fighting women? How many people do that? Jeff Kain. How many ans love it? All of them. They beg to see me defeated. I win no matter what.

I'm respected, and I know it. You on the other hand? The most innovative thing you've done is changed your name from Shia Storm to Double S because you've taken too many chair shots and you can't remember the other letters. Oh, and you got dumped by your wife for not only the syphilis you carry, but the fact that you couldn't even spread it with your erectile dysfunction. Very innovative.

He pauses for another second. He just realized it was live TV and that was probably going to come out of his pay for the show. He shakes his head slightly and continues.

You really focused on me for a long period of time, asking about my intelligence level, calling me Ms. Kain, going on and on. It kind of makes me think you and Nobbs got together and schemed for a way to get me to come fight, or to come cuddle, I don't know. It's weird, but I'll take the title shot.

Kain smirks and then addresses Nobbs.

Look at you, all grown up. Mr. Kyle Nobbs, too much of a bro to be a legitimate factor in a wrestling match. Win titles, or go surfing with all the chums out in California? He'd rather play patty-cake with his new best friend Vinny than be an effective star. And the funny thing about it all is you buddy up with all these people and they just drop like flies. You're a poison. Weren't you and Lucas Klash/Styles/Kardashian good friends? Is he even alive anymore? I don't know but he seems to be gone for good. What about Ryan Blaze? You guys were close, weren't you? The guy that no ones seen since, what, last summer? He's a loonie, he's gone. What about Dru "Roid Bust" Nedermeyer, didn't you guys get along? Is he even doing anything these days? I don't know, I don't care. Fact is, you latch onto things and you kill it.

For that very reason I can't let you win tonight. You holding what I created will only kill the legacy of a title with lovely past and a bright future. The leather of the strap around your waist would only absorb the infection that you seem to have. I will do whatever it takes to make sure you're put down like the miserable pup that you are.

He paces the top of the entrance ramp, still smirking.

You both commented on my grand performance last week. Wasn't it wonderful? Did you love how I begged and pleaded to get in the ring, Shia? And as soon as you came crawling to get the tag I jumped down and showed the live attendance the guns that are my biceps? I'm sure Sentoryu was thrilled to watch the match, only to be surprised as I snuck up behind him and pulled him down, letting him crack his head off the ring. Nobbs, didn't you love how I teased you, letting you hit a couple of quick hits on me as I drained your energy? Or when I finally decided it was time to win and knocked you off the side? Didn't you love that? The best part was what you guys call A.D.D, retardation, or a seizure, with me tossing around the chair. None of you were focused, you were all watching me. The crowd was all watching me. You just blindly hit each other while I decided to toss around a folding chair. The end result? A broken chair, three banged up, bruised and tired opponents, and Jeff Kain with a free title shot simply for 'showing up'.

You guys can call it whatever you please. Dr. Shia with his diagnosis of A.D.D., which by the way in case none of you know is actually called Attention Deficit Disorder.... You idiot we all know what A.D.D. is. It was an epileptic seizure of seeing Kyle Nobbs career flash before my eyes. It was whatever you guys want to call it, but on top of that, it was genius. It was intelligent. It was new, fresh, and innovative. Was it a dick move to leave my teammate? Yeah. Was it smart? Yeah. Did I pick up the pace when he got a solid pin on Sentoryu? Yeah. I did my part, I won the match, because we all know if it was a legitimate 2 on 1, Shia would be killed. If I didn't interfere when I did, it'd be over.

You're all focused on wrestling. I'm focused on winning. There's a difference, learn it.

You guys can keep talking me down, but I know I'm the best thing to come to TNB since....ever. Canada 1, TNB 0.

[Sentoryu]

Sentoryu perched in his usual hiding place, listening to the three others talk, grandstand, and in general run though every fault or envisioned fault of the four men that will fight to be the Wolrd Class champion. Sentoryu stayed in the shadows looking down his hair falling gracefully over his face his mask was clutched in his right hand. The veins of his forearm popping grotesquely in the faint light. "What have I done that would be punishment to have to under go this treacherous bunch of un honorable cretins?" " Is this my punishment for what I had done in 2011?"" Is this the price I have to pay to be redeemed in the eyes of the balancing force?" Slowly Sentoryu raises his head, steeling himself for the coming storm, Expertly he slips the mask into place and shakes his hair into place. Right on cue his music starts and the lights dim and the spot light falls upon him. The crowd cheers as he passes into the bright light of the spot. He begins his slow descent into the fans.. toward the ring. No he thought not the ring I will stay here in this sea of huddled masses. I will stay where I am wanted most in the forgiving arms of the crowd that I am here to fight for. To be the man they need me to be. Not what this brass here wants me to be . What I want to be. Collecting a mike from a close by stage hand. he looks to the ring then to the ramp. Then he returns his gaze to the champion.

Even if it seems certain that you will lose, retaliate. Neither wisdom nor technique has a place in this. A real man does not think of victory or defeat. He plunges recklessly towards an irrational death. By doing this, you will awaken from your dreams.

There is something to be learned from a rainstorm. When meeting with a sudden shower, you try not to get wet and run quickly along the road. But doing such things as passing under the eaves of houses, you still get wet. When you are resolved from the beginning, you will not be perplexed, though you still get the same soaking.

In this wisdom of the ancients, you will find what lays ahead for each of us. I am here to simply do what I must to remove the title from where it now presides. I will do the honorable thing and execute the game plan that these fans have proposed to me. If I have the fortitude and resolve to withstand what Jeff, Kyle, and Shia bring to this match and I am successful at taking that belt from Shia and preventing either of you from gaining it. I will do everything in my power to make it become even more glorious then the Gladiator Title that is now held by my old friend and training partner Dice-K. It will be my honor to test each of your abilities, To push all of you to your breaking points and beyond. I will plunge recklessly towards defeat. I will bring each of you the rainstorm. I will be resolved in the fact that either in victory or defeat I will stand in the end with my head held high with the fans chanting and cheering for me. Regardless of the out come I will give this match my all. Not for the title per se but for the fans here in England and the fans at home watching live.

None of you have any respect of me or any other that will battle tonight here. But I unlike you three, have nothing but respect for you. I do not fear the outcome of the match as I know that I will walk out a winner. even if I am title less.

The fans stand as one and cheer or Sentoryu. Looking around at the fans closest to him feeling them slapping him on the back, touching him as to give him thanks for returning to the man they held in high regard in 2010. Sentoryu smiles his quirky little grin under the full mask he nows wears.

[Kyle Nobbs]

"Sentoryu, I've never said that I don't respect you. In fact, you're the only other competitor in this match that I hold in any regard. I want to wish you good luck, but - and I'm sure you harbor similar feelings - I won't hesitate to kick you in the face if you end up in my way.

But as far as Mr. Jeff Kain goes... Guy, I think we may have both misread each other. You're smarter than I thought. Last week's Showdown, you know what? That WAS clever. I was wrong to think you hadn't planned all that out on your own. But here's where you're wrong.

Kyle Nobbs, a poison? Nah man. If you look at all those guys you mentioned, after "buddying up" with me, they had the best few years of their careers. Klash? After Silent Scream broke up, he went on to become a legit top competitor wherever he went. Nedermyer continued to wreck his opposition like he always had done. And Ryan Blaze became a legend in this company. Whatever happened to them after the fact? That's not on me."[/b]