New Years Nightmare 2022 (Show)

With his eyes closed, Richard thinks for a moment about how the match against Blaze had gone. Yeah, it wasn't ideal and it wasn't pretty but that's how it goes in the world of wrestling sometimes. Sitting on the wooden bench in his dressing room, awaiting for his next matchup which would be against Eddie; Richard would open his eyes and smile at the camera.

“You going to be alright there, sport?”

Asking what feels like a genuine question, it's quite far from the truth as Richard isn't a very big fan of Eddie after what he had to say and also because yeah, the people have turned on him ever since he took the opportunity to beat Blaze by any means necessary.

“I don't want you straining your body to the point where you're going to keel over in the center of that ring simply because you couldn't breathe.”

Taking a very quick moment to pause, Richard runs his right hand over the back of his neck while allowing a grin to form along his face.

“You know what I find to be funny? The fact that people judge me because I took the initiative and beat Blaze when the opportunity presented itself. The most ironic thing about all of that is, you would do the same thing if you were in my position Eddie and so would anyone else but of course; we judge and slam Richard because reasons, right?”

Removing his hand from off of the back of his neck, he places both of his hands down in his lap while shaking his head in disgust at the way the people have treated him for simply doing his job.

“Well that's perfectly fine because I'm not going to apologize for what I did. I'm not going to apologize for doing whatever it took to advance to the next round because the last time I checked? We were in the biggest tournament to crown the next SWAT World Heavyweight Champion and if people really want me to say that I'm sorry because I want the richest prize in our business today then each and everyone of those people can kiss my ass because it's not happening!”

Showing an immediate sign of frustration, Richard quickly runs his hands through his hair and continues to speak.

“Here's the thing Eddie, I don't really care if you like me or not because I agree with you on one aspect and that is that there should be no chivalry in this business because when you show chivalry then you show weakness and I tried that route and you know what? It didn't get me anywhere so instead of kissing babies and telling you how much I respect you, I am going to do one better and do something that very few people have done when it comes to this business and that is to beat you!”

Slowly removing his hands out of his hair, he places them back down into his lap while giving off a very maniacal grin, almost as if he has some devious plan up his sleeve.

“Oh I know! You're bigger than me, you're stronger than me and by your definition of things, this should be a cakewalk because all you have to do is toss me around the ring like a ragdoll and it should be just that simple, right? You have it all figured out simply because you have bigger muscles and because your size advantage normally carries you through most situations, isn't that the thought running through your head right now Eddie? Well here's the thing about that—I have faced men bigger than me in the past and I don't need to tell you what happened because you already know where this is going so I'm not going to waste your time with a history lesson.”

Shaking his head, Richard immediately continues to speak.

“You can hate this pretty Dutch boy all you want but at the end of the day? You're going to hate me even more when I shatter your hopes and dreams of becoming the SWAT Heavyweight Champion. And why? Because for the first time ever, this boy band body is going to do something that you're not used to happening to you and that is you suffering a defeat and if you need further proof of what is possible then go watch my match against the monster Ruin and you’ll see! Because surely Eddie D isn't a cliché of the big guy being dumb, is he?”

With an arrogant grin forming along his face, he knows that he's calling Eddie out in what could be the worst way possible but also putting Eddie in a very precarious predicament because if he doesn't do his homework and suffers defeat to Richard then he looks like a hypocrite and Eddie doesn't want that to happen.

“I would hope not because that won't fare too well for you in our match, Eddie.”

Keeping that arrogant grin expressed on his handsomely devilish face, Richard wastes no time whatsoever in continuing to speak as he knows that his upcoming match is going to be brutal but that he can get the job done just like he has so many times in the past against people that he wasn't supposed to beat in the first place.

“So while you look to the crowd for all of that support, I am going to do one better Eddie; I am going to leave the crowd speechless when their hero falls to his knees in front of a pretty boy with a silver tongue. That's right! You're not immortal and you're not indestructible and I am going to prove that when the referee signals for the bell and the two of us step in between those ring ropes ready to do battle against one another. Because this tournament?”

Bringing both of his arms outwards, his hands are opened up to showcase just how big that this tournament is.

“It showcases the best talent in the world and while you used to be the top guy around here Eddie, that's not going to be the case anymore so go ahead and continue to call me dick because my name is going to be in your mouth a lot when you realize that I did what people are deeming the impossible for me to do, which is get past you and onto the next round of this tournament.”

Feeling a massive confidence surge through his veins, Richard has been known to defy the odds throughout his career and if he has anything to say about it then this time will be no different. Shooting to his feet while still in his ring gear, he runs his hands through his black hair once again to push it out of his face.

“But don't worry Eddie because when Richard Drake brings it on? That's when people eat their words and you my friend? You're on the horizon to suffer one of the biggest defeats in your career and what better of a way than in this tournament and what better of a person then to yours truly—”

Tilting his head back while grinning from ear to ear, he has both of his arms stretched out to showcase just how radiant that he is.

“RICHARD DRAAAAKE!”

Slowly lowering his head back to where the camera is positioned, that grin never leaves his face as he is ready to do battle against Eddie and to shut all of the doubters up who think that Eddie is going to wipe the floor with him simply because of the size advantage that he has.

“I'll see you soon Eddie and this DICK will leave a REAL sour taste in your mouth!”

Continuing to grin from ear to ear, Richard has nothing left to say at this moment in time because right now? His focus is on Eddie and Eddie alone.

(The show returns from promotional spots for SWAT Badlands along with the Anzac Cup and other upcoming events before returning to ringside where ringsiders are holding signs saying "Rev it up Dakota and Keith!", "Cast a spell on me Necra!", "State of Dakota Jennings!", "Take me through The Stargate Necra!", "Dakota + Keith=Ultimate Power couple!" and "Command me Necra!" before fading to Jeremy Tucker and Andrew Fulton sitting at the broadcast table wearing headsets and SWAT apparel advertising SWAT Badlands.)

Jeremy Tucker: "Welcome back to SWAT New Years Nightmare and as you have seen there's a new show coming soon to the CWA Network called SWAT Badlands. It's an old concept and an exciting one at that!"

Andrew Fulton: "Everything old is new again and my girl Blaze Freya is making it happen. New Year and SWAT's showing it's always been the innovator amongst feds."

Jeremy Tucker: "We can't wait until The Anzac Cup and No Mans Land and speaking of No Man's Land Angela is once again sponsoring the event."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah and if that moron Zoran Sainovich hadn't stolen the money this event wouldn't have gone on last year. We already know Team Fairtex declared themselves in The Anzac Cup and you know what they always say about their participation in The Anzac Cup."

Jeremy Tucker: "It's not a tournament without them. However, there's The Revenants, Satan's Disciples and The Hellhounds and other CWA tag teams are considered teams for the tournament. One potential team broke up when Keith Williams turned fellow ex AWF superstar Dakota Jennings against 'Lucky' Linda La Fey. Believe me Linda wants to get her hands on Dakota for screwing her."

Andrew Fulton: "Dakota just had enough of Linda's egomaniacal attitude and did something about it. Keith was just lending moral support since they were in the same fed and never forgot where they came from. You know what they say 'Once a Revenant always a Revenant.'"

Jeremy Tucker: "Well one day Linda's going to make sure that Dakota regrets screwing 'Lucky' Linda La Fey. Believe me Dakota's luck will run out when they collide in the ring."

Andrew Fulton: "Yeah and how's Linda's attempts to win the big Powerball Jackpot going. Linda's luck ran out a long time ago."

Jeremy Tucker: "Well Dakota's going to be tested by the mysterious rising superstar Necra Otavian Kane. She made quite a debut last year when she interfered with Olympia's match with Joanne Cannelli and then Joanne interfered in Olympia's match with Necra costing her a victory."

Andrew Fulton: "So she made an impact by teaching a phony Olympic Greek God a lesson showing how her divine supremacy is superior to Olympia's faux god status."

Jeremy Tucker: "Olympia never proclaimed herself a god of anything or over anyone. She's a former Olympic champion in two sports and never went around acting like a god. After what Necra and Joanne did to Olympia she plans to go to any length to avenge herself."

Andrew Fulton: "Olympia can't compete against the likes of real women like Necra and Canelli or anyone of the Amazons in SWAT. She comes close but no pin or submission for her. Olympia has a better chance at competing in MMA cage fights and winning championships or winning another gold medal than beating either Necra and Joanne."

Jeremy Tucker: "You forgot Olympia was one of the earliest SWAT Amazons when SWAT revived the division in 2018 and she's been battle tested and is in line for a shot at Canelli’s belt at No Man’s Land. However, this is about Necra and Dakota, let's get to the ring for the ring introductions."

Andrew Fulton: "Oh this is going to be good."

Frank Salazar: "This match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Syracuse, NY by way of Scottsdale, AZ. She comes in at 5'6" and weighs in at 120lbs. and is accompanied by 'Ultimate' Kingpin Keith Williams. Please welcome Dakota Jennings."

[Prodigy: Omen plays and Dakota Jennings comes to ringside with Keith Williams both are wearing their Revenants shirts to boos.]

Andrew Fulton: "That's not right to boo this great power couple."

Jeremy Tucker: "She betrayed Linda and she's getting exactly what's coming to her."

Frank Salazar: "Now introducing from The Grove Atlanta, Georgia. She comes in at 5'11" and weighs in at 127lbs. Please welcome Necra Octavian Kane."

[The houselights go down as pink an blue spotlights go over the crowd. On the tron scenes from My Little Pony play before flashing to what appears to be darker versions of each of the ponies. "Welcome to the Show" begins to play over the loudspeaker as the from changes once again to creepy scenes from graveyards and abandoned places. The scene soon changes to what appears to be a temple where people dressed in togas all bowing to Necra who sat upon a thrown. Her eyes grow bright blue before the scene changes to scenes from Necra's matches and title reigns. On the stage mist rolls along the stage and down the either sides of the rampway. Necra appears wearing a mask with an airbrushed look to it. On the side of it is a cutie mark of Pinkamina and a strange looking shirt that looked like it was from shirts that was part of Olympia's merchandise. In her hand she carries a cupcake. She reaches the ring and climbs in. She removes the mask and sets it aside before eating the cupcake waiting for the match to begin."]

Andrew Fulton: "Oh how I wish she would share that cupcake with me."

Jeremy Tucker: "She would demand you sacrifice yourself for it."

Andrew Fulton: "A worthy sacrifice for her."

Jeremy Tucker: "I don't believe you. The big question is what's Necra's obsession with Olympia."

Andrew Fulton: "To Necra, Olympia's thinks she’s a goddess and she wants to prove she's a goddess killer and she wants to prove she can beat Olympia."

Jeremy Tucker: "Olympia's an Olympic gold medalist and not a goddess. Meanwhile the bell rings and Necra and Dakota waste no time meeting in the middle of the ring coming to grips. They continue to grapple in the ring for an advantage until Necra traps Dakota in a corner and they refuse to break."

Andrew Fulton: "Those two look like they want to pull each other's hair out. Just leave the ring ref and let them beat each other's brains out. Let them beat each other down. Hell Olympia's watching and hoping to kick Necra's obsession."

Jeremy Tucker: "Meanwhile in the ring Necra and Dakota lock up one again and once again the hostility shows as they continue to grapple in the lock up waste no time trading punches. Dakota gains the advantage forcing Necra to the ropes but Necra returns with a knee to the sternum."

Andrew Fulton: "Necra delivers a body knee lift and Dakota's down to one knee. Keith's slapping the ring apron encouraging Dakota let loose. Necra whips Dakota into the ropes and misses with a clothesline. Dakota German suplex's Necra before attempting a moonsault."

Jeremy Tucker: "Necra gets her knees up. She goes to the top rope and flies off with a Rolling Elbow. Necra makes the cover for a close two count.So far this match has been high octane in the early going."

Andrew Fulton: "Necra snap mares Dakota before climbing to the top ropes and flying snapmares Dakota. She mounts Dakota and starts grounding and pounding her. Dakota forces her over and returns the ground and pound. This is turning into a brawl."

Jeremy Tucker: "They fight their way back to their feet and Dakota snap suplex's Necra. She waits and delivers a spinning heel kick and moonsaults onto Necra.....One....Two...Kickout. Keith continues to urge on Dakota to stay on top of Necra."

Andrew Fulton: "Dakota whips Necra into the corner but Necra counters with an Eiji Rush and makes the over....One....Two....Dakota Kicks out. Keith looks like he wants to intervene."

Jeremy Tucker: "If he does Dakota loses by disqualification. Necra waits and Frankensteiner Whips Dakota and attempts a shining triangle, but Dakota counters with a war palm strike. She forces Necra to abandon the attempt. Dakota waits and delivers a back fist strike."

Andrew Fulton: "Which Necra blocks and shining triangles Dakota. . Dakota attempts to fight her way to the ropes and barely reaches them forcing a break. She looks hurt."

Jeremy Tucker: "Necra continues to work on that arm. Dakota counters with a series of knife edges to Necra's chest and throat. Both are showing exhaustion from this battle. Dakota unleashes her fists of fury forcing Necra out of the ring."

Andrew Fulton: "She's not done yet. Dakota bounds into the ropes and diving moonsaults Necra and both women are down. Keith comes over and helps Dakota back into the ring.....What the hell! Necra just sprang up and she's glaring at Keith....Oh she's really pissed off now."

Jeremy Tucker: "Necra just took out Keith with her black mist. Now she handcuffs Keith to the ringpost before returning to the ring. She's met with a vicious running knee strike forcing her into the ropes. Now Necra spits out some blood and she is seeing red."

Andrew Fulton: "Nobody has ever made her bleed before and now she's really angry. Dakota moves in with another running knee strike but Necra quickly counters with a Flying X Knee Hold. She immediately cinches in an ankle lock and Dakota attempts to turn and she reverses it. Necra attempts to use her size advantage and reaches the ropes."

Jeremy Tucker: "Dakota Jennings is more frustrated . She waits and delivers It Came From Sottsale before making the cover.....One....Two...Th...No! Necra kicks out and she face claws Dakota."

Andrew Fulton: "Necra's a monster that keeps rising from the sea. Dakota's on one knee and she looks like she's bleeding. She delivers a series of elbows to Necra's mid-section to break the hold. Necra double axehandles her back and Dakota is barely on her hands and knees."

Jeremy Tucker: "Necra's demanding that Dakota worships her just like Olympia will when she's through with her. Dakota suddenly takes her legs out and she grounds an pounds Necra who uses her knees to force her off."

Andrew Fulton: "Dakota waits and delivers It Came From Scottsdale II and makes the cover.....One....Two....Thr.....No! Necra throws her off and she snaps her head towards Dakota and she's really angry."

Jeremy Tucker: "Necra grips her in the guillotine rusher. Necra continues to keep that hold tight while Dakota struggles to get to the ropes. She barely gets to the ropes and Necra takes her time to release the hold."

Andrew Fulton: "Necra drags Dakota away from the ropes and cinches in a cobra claw. Dakota is screaming in pain and the referee is checking to see if she's going to tapout. Meanwhile some referees are attempting to release Keith Williams."

Jeremy Tucker: "Dakota continues to fight to break the hold and she does but it took a lot out of her. She whips Necra into the ropes and delivers a high flying running knee strike followed by a pedigree. Dakota goes to the top rope an delivers It came From Scottsdale III."

Andrew Fulton: "This has got to be it....One....Two...Thre....No! Necra powers out. This has taken everything out of both women and they still won't give up. Necra cinches in 'The Serpent' in the mile of the ring an she has it in tight."

Jeremy Tucker: "She's determine to break her ankle and use Dakota as a sacrifice. Dakota won't be able to escape. She submits! Dakota just submitted to Necra!"

Andrew Fulton: "Just as the refs uncuffed Williams. Dakota is glaring at him wondering where he was and he can’t really see still front he mist in the eyes.."

Frank Salazar: "Your winner at 25 mins. 30 seconds.....NECRA!!!!"

(The scene slowly fades to black.)

Donzig walks down the narrow cement hallways, pacing along the rusted and pitted pipes that ran across the walls. And he lifts a hand, shaking his head as the camera follows him down the hall. He pauses, and then he speaks with a shrug of leather clad shoulders. 'This is where I belong, you see for a time I forgot that. I don't belong above the ground, in the lights among the fucking rabble. Like I was one of them, eh? I had forgotten that, it was taken from me. You see I belong down here among the forgotten, the buried, and the dead. I belong down here in the darkness where it is kill or be killed, where the Abyss touches the world.'

Donzig turned slowly, and he steepled his hands together so his fingers could tap against his mask. And he paced slowly, ignoring the hissing and rattling pipes as he continued. 'You see it is the nature of humans to ignore what is beneath them, and what they ignore? They forget! And what they forget in their ignorance? They fear. And I am the Harbinger of that fear! And so tonight? I remind the people of SWAT what they are afraid of, and it is not the antics of Richard Drake, the proud bravado of Eddie, the insanity of Frostbite, the games of Blaze.'

A finger wagged, and Donzig hissed. 'No, no, no. It is not even the judgment of Heaven promised by Marsh! They don't fear the evil of Goth! What they fear?'

Donzig shrugged, head tilting before his hand rose to slowly draw off the mask. He stared down at it, fingers stroking across the cold metal before he spoke. 'They fear the gaze of the Scourge, they fear Death in High Places. I have come to punish the righteous and the wicked, I will inflict suffering on everyone who walks and crawls through my fucking domain!'

A pause, and Donzig absently hung the mask on the valve of the pipe. And he raked his fingers through his beard, and he dropped down on the rust covered pipe with a wave of his hand. He picked up a roll of tape, and he slowly started to wrap his hands as he growled to himself. 'And that brings me to Paul Soutter, they say to hate a man? You had to have once loved him. And despite what he and the rest of these fucking people think? I loved Paul Soutter, I worshipped the ground that the Founder walked on! I turned my back on everyone who dared to speak against him.'

He flexed his fingers slowly, and kept wrapping as he stared at the camera. 'I overlooked his weakness, I overlooked his flaws, and I did whatever I could to help him to defend SWAT! Remember the good times, Paul? When we invaded that shithole in the Other Place together? Remember that? We were invincible! And what happened? You became weak, you became soft! And you let those fucking sons of bitches take piece after piece out of you! You let them nibble away at your fucking pride, at your fucking soul! This title or that title! This or that stupid demand!'

Donzig scowled, and he stared down at his hand before he started to work on his other hand. His fingers flexed and curled, shaking his head before he spat.

'Well, now I will take what is left of the Founder. I will take what is left of my friend, and I will put him out of his misery! You think you can defeat me, Soutter? You looked into my eyes and you saw what I am on day one. I am the Harbinger of Death, the Lord of Chaos, the Bandit King, eh? And I am going to show you what you have lost! I am going to reach down and break what is left of you! And then?'

Donzig threw the tape into the darkness, and it bounced against the walls and pipes as he rose to his feet. He stalked back and forth, shaking his head before his hand rose to rake through his beard again before he spat angrily. Then he jabbed a finger at the camera, snarling. 'I will take your carcass to the Board of Directors, and I will throw the flesh of the Creator of SWAT before them! And then I will make them pay for their part in this little crime, I will make them suffer for what they did to my friend! And I will have my pound of flesh from them as well, and I will remake SWAT in your image! I will turn it into what you wanted it to be, Soutter!'

A pause, and Donzig took a deep breath.

'But first? Comes the hard part, Soutter. First I have to destroy you, I have to break you, I have to leave you bleeding at the feet of the Scourge! And it will not be easy, it will not be pleasant! But know this--'

He turned, and he lifted the mask from where it hung. His hand splayed across it, and he slowly dragged the mask down into place over his face. The empty eyes of the skull like mask stared at the camera, and Donzig lifted his long leather coat from where it hung. He shook it, the buckles rattling before he slowly dragged it over his shoulders and into place. Then he lifted the hood, and he held up his hand before it balled into a fist before him. '--I am doing it out of love.'

The camera was shoved aside, and Donzig's voice hissed from the unseen room as the door was slammed shut with a squeal of hinges. 'See you soon.'

(Team Fairtex is staning in the backstage area still angry that they lost an opportunity at winning the Tag Team Turmoil Math. They are rubbing their wrists an banging their fists in their palms.)

Tong Fairtex: "Kongratulations an we'll give The Hellhouns their props for stealing a tag team title shot away from us."

Phantam Fairtex: "Yeah an what I we say about the state of SWAT's tag teams. Yeah we knew all along that SWAT's tag team ranks were pathetic an we were right."

Tong Fairtex: "Let's see what happene in Tag Team Turmoil. Satan's isiples were given a golen opportunity to actually win a title shot. We respekt them. We have no ill will against them."

Phantam Fairtex: "Until now."

Tong Fairtex: "Yeah until now."

Phantam Fairtex: "You thought it was real smart to take your balls an leave. You listen to some goofball Jerry Maguire wannabe an leave in a snit. So let's hope you enjoy your little snit you twin bitkhes an you shown you aren't even worthy to be here mutherfukers."

Tong Fairtex: "Now we shall bring our attention to the Hungarian Horney Toas."

Phantam Fairtex: "Also known as The KGB Goof Squab."

Tong Fairtex: "Yeah Moron an Moblak Arman von Krauss brought you here an then gives you to a stupefying shrieking asshole an his mugging for the kamera valet. Well that says something about your thought patterns."

Phantam Fairtex: "Now this brings us to what just happen in our tag team turmoil matkh. You want to blame us for your loss. You think we kost you your shot. Well that's the way you want it."

Tong Fairtex: "You got it. Just name the time an the event an we'll be their to take you two brainless jerks on. We an have it in regular tag team, tornabo style, or whatever rules you want. We'll be in that ring staring right at you."

Phantam Fairtex: "Even better we'll be glaring right at you on the other sibe of the ring. Just be sure you win by yourselves without Skourgy an the Baroness to help you.'

Tong Fairtex: "Let's see what you khoose it's your move. We're out of here."

(They leave as the sene slowly fabes to blak.)