WrestleFest 9

[President Mac]

The Extreme Wrestling Corporation presents
Live on Pay-Per-View

"WrestleFest 9"

Sunday December 23rd 2007
Giant Center - Hershey, Pennsylvania


<sub>Ticket Information: Tickets available at the venue box office, the official EWC website and charge-by-phone: 1-800-EXTREME
Ticket prices: $250 (first five rows; includes commemorative seat); $105; $85; $55; $30.

Prices do not include service charges or facility fees</sub>

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«»FREE LIVE PRE-SHOW MATCH«»
Briscoe Brothers
~VS~
Excalibur and Beef Wellington


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NORTH AMERICAN TITLE MATCH

Alex Draven
~VS~
Gladiator (C)

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WINNER GETS A TELEVISION TITLE MATCH
Jamal Jackson
~VS~
Sinister Dexter

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6 MAN TAG TEAM MATCH
John Green, Zortalk & Stray
~VS~
Vincent Jericho, Money Man & Devin Hester


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MATCH 2 IN BEST OF 3 BETWEEN FORCE & F.E.A.R
Jesse Nunez
~VS~
Angel


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INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH

Hopper Rose
~VS~
Sean Ferguson (C)


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LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
Maddog
~VS~
Ebon

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FLAMING TRENCH TRIPLE THREAT WARFARE MATCH
Stung
~VS~
Mike Corral
~VS~
Jackal

^{Description: Competitors are inside the ring. The ring ropes are replaced by barbed wire, and set on fire. In different places both in and around the ring, there are explosives hidden. At times, a ladder may also be placed inside the ring.
Winner Determined By: Pinfall}

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TLC TAG TEAM MATCH
Na Fianna (DJ Jones & Crazyman)
~VS~
FORCE (Level One & Marcus Deniro)

^{*If FORCE wins: Level One gets a US title rematch at the second show of the new Rampage season & Deniro gets a TV title match
*If Na Fianna wins: They get a Money in the Bank Tag Team Title match good for up to 3 months}


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BLOOD BATH HARDCORE TITLE MATCH

Matt Merricon
~VS~
Lance Fiennes (C)


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TRIPLE THREAT THEATRE X DIVISION TITLE & HCW TITLE MATCH


BDC (C)
~VS~
El Chupacabra (C)

^{Description:
Match one - Street Fight
Match two - Escape over the top only Cage Match
Match three - Ladder Match}

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TRIPLE THREAT EWC CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

Joey Orsome
~VS~
James Chambers
~VS~
Moses Lake (C)

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MAIN EVENT


RAGE IN THE CAGE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH
Beth Harte
~VS~
Shadow Man (C)

^{Description: A Hell in a Cell cage wrapped in barb wire, with two garbage cans filled with weapons handcuffed to two turnbuckles of the ring. The key to the lock of the cage is hanging from the top of the cage along with the EWC WORLD TITLE. The only way to win is to get a ladder from under the ring, climb it, grab the key & the title, unlock the door, and exit the cage with the title in hand.}

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The EWC returns to action in 2008 with 3 GREAT SHOWS
Mon: Jan 7 EWC presents BRAWL Live! - Winnipeg, MB
Wed: Jan 9 EWC presents HardCoreWrestling Live! - Brandon, MB
Fri: Jan 11 EWC presents RAMPAGE Live! - Winnipeg, MB

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[President Mac]

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«»FREE LIVE PRE-SHOW MATCH«»
Briscoe Brothers
~VS~
Excalibur and Beef Wellington

“Bad Touch” by The Bloodhound Gang begins to play as Team Masturbation make there way to the ring.

Mean Gene: Introducing at this time, the team of Beef Wellington and Excalibur, collectively known as Team Masturbation!

Excalibur comes to the ring holding a box of Kleenex and Beef Wellington has a tube of KY Jelly. The two men enter the ring and play to the crowd! They place there foreign objects into there corner and await there opponents.

“Give Me Back My Bullets” by Lynard Skynard begins to play as The Briscoe Brothers emerge infront of the Hershey, Pennsylvania crowd.

Mean Gene: Coming to you at this time from Laurel, Delaware. At a combined weight of four hundred and thirty pounds! Please welcome to ring Mark and Jay, The Briscoe Brothers!

The menacing Briscoe’s make there way to the ring staring into the eyes of there opponents. Excalibur is glaring right back at his opponents, while his partner, the larger Beef Wellington is cowering behind his partner in the corner. The Briscoe’s enter the ring and take the center of the ring, Excalibur drags Beef who is still hiding behind him to meet the Briscoe’s and Excalibur begins to go off on The Briscoe’s while Beef Wellington eases his way out of the ring. Mark and Jay look at each other and both men slap Excalibur and Excalibur flips on impact and hits the canvas.

*DING DING*

CH: You can feel the tension between these teams

MM: Teams? Beef Wellington is sucking his thumb at ringside he doesn’t seem to be into the team concept.

Jay exits the ring and Mark begins to go to work on Excalibur. A hard irish whip from Mark sends Excalibur crashing into the Briscoe’s corner, Jay holds Excalibur in the corner and Mark comes over and lights Excalibur up with some chops.

CH: WOOO!

MM: Don’t do that anymore.

CH: Ok.

Jay Briscoe tags into the match and immediately suplexes Excalibur. Jay looks over to Beef Wellington who steps off the apron. Mark Briscoe comes into the ring and runs towards the ropes and dives out and MISSES Beef Wellington!

CH: CRASH AND BURN!

MM: Beef Wellington is not as stupid as he looks!

Team Masturbation attempts to double team Jay Briscoe but the triple tough Briscoe manages to fight off both men, with big lefts and rights. Mark now makes his way back into the ring but gets caught by Beef Wellington who tries to set Mark up for the Ecoli Driver! But Jay comes to his brothers aid! Beef begs not to be hit in the face but to no avail as Jay Briscoe Yakuza kicks Beef right in the jaw. Excalibur rushes the Briscoe’s but Mark cuts him off and delivers The Cut-Throat Driver! At the same time Jay delivers a The Jay Driller to Beef Wellington. Double Pin!

CH: Jay Covers BEEF!

MM: Mark Covers EXCALIBUR!

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*DING DING*

Mean Gene: Your winners, Mark and Jay, The Briscoe Brothers!

CH: What fast paced action at the end of that match!

MM: The Briscoe Brothers are re-inventing tag team wrestling, They have incredible chemistry.

CH: Right up there with The Solution, and Full Metal!

MM: Full Metal?

CH: Bad example?

*POST MATCH*

An irate Excalibur grabbed the box of Kleenex and smashed it over the head of Mark Briscoe, this of course barely warrants a flinch from Mark who turns around and slaps the taste out of Excalibur’s mouth for the second time this night! Mark picks up Excalibur for a second Cut-Throat Driver, but this time Jay climbs to the top rope and executes a Flying Double Axe-Handle to strengthen the impact of the Cut-Throat Driver.

“Give Me Back My Bullets” plays and the victorious Briscoe’s exit the ring.

[President Mac]

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NORTH AMERICAN TITLE MATCH

Alex Draven
~VS~
Gladiator (C)

The lights go dim and red, white and blue strobe lights begin to flash. Gladiator’s monkeys walk out and roll out a red carpet.

Announcer: Please welcome, EwC Hall-Of-Famer and the current North American champion…Gladiator!!!

Gladiator is on the top of the ramp, putting his hands in the air when Alex Draven comes charging behind Gladiator catching him by surprise. Draven wails on Gladiator as he tries to cover up, and stumble down to the ramp but Draven keeps up with the assault. Draven grabs Gladiator by his tights and sends him into a barricade as the fans reach over, and scream at Draven. Draven puts the boots to Gladiator who is sitting back first against the barricade. Draven then follows up with right hands to the head of Gladiator, and than taunts for the crowd who gives Draven a small pop.

HANKS- Looks like the Hall of Famer is getting beat down early in this match!

MM- Sorry Hanks…

Hanks- Sorry for what?

MM- That not every Hall Of Famer can be, as great as I am.

Draven continues to pound on Gladiator who somehow gets the strength to get back up to a vertical base. Draven backs up and looks to charge Gladiator over the guard rail, but Gladiator shoves Draven away. Draven comes back and hits Gladiator in the stomach with a knee which puts him back down. Draven berates Gladiator before standing over him, on-top of the separation barrier taunting to the fans. Draven goes for a right hand, but Gladiator grabs his hand blocking the shot. Gladiator than slips under Draven, grabbing him in a power-bomb position. Draven’s face contorts with fear, preparing him for the blow. Gladiator jumps down with a sit down power-bomb on the ramp, as the ramp cracks and breaks causing the ramp’s under-light bulbs to spark! ‘’Holy Shit’’ chants erupt as both men are down.

HANKS- HOLY SHIT! HE JUST BROKE APART OF THE RAMP!

MM- These two haven’t even started the match yet…

Gladiator crawls down the ramp, rolling under the bottom rope. The bell is rung, and Gladiator tells the ref to begin his count due to Draven not being in the ring. The ref agrees, and throws his hand in the air.

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Gladiator thinks it’s all over, as he parades around the ring celebrating his victory.

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Draven quickly stumbles to his feet, and sprints to the ring as fast as he can.

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Draven is back in the ring! Gladiator is on the top-rope throwing his hands in the air in victory, while Draven puts his hands on his hips giving Gladiator’s back a disgusted look, insulted that Gladiator thought he’d put him out so early. Gladiator hears the chants, as he slow turns his head towards Draven. But before Gladiator can make a move, Draven plants a well placed kick on Gladiators foot as he comes crashing and burning off the top-turn buckle.

HANKS- I wasn’t the only one who thought it was over!

MM- Yes, Yes you were.

Draven waits for Gladiator to get to a vertical base and when he does Draven charges at him with a clothesline sending Gladiator into the turn-buckle as he topples over like a tone of bricks. Draven charges the turn-buckle as he uses the ropes to spring himself in the air, following up with a modified drop-kick to the face. Unfortunately, coming down for the drop kick Gladiator manages to grab hold of Draven’s feet and with Draven’s own momentum sends him rolling back as Gladiator makes a huge reversal. Draven is up to his feet in the middle of the ring, with a quick display of confidence, as Gladiator gets up from his seated position near the turn-buckle.

HANKS- WOW, what a reversal

MM- lasrever a tahw wow

HANKS- Did you just reverse what I said?

MM- For special effects, on your commentary only. Be thankful it’s Christmas!

Draven & Gladiator meet face to face, as Draven yells profanities at Gladiator who doesn’t know what to say. Draven continues to talk-trash, as Gladiator looks to the side scratching his head. Draven continues to scream at Gladiator, as Gladiator had enough. Gladiator mouths the words ‘’You stupid, poo head’’. Draven begins to laugh, and is smacked in the face by Gladiator who has lost his patience. Draven comes back with a right hand, but Gladiator ducks it. Gladiator, steps on Dravens foot, rakes Draven’s eyes and drops down for a low-blow which sends Draven toppling over, with his eyes popping out of his sockets in pain.

HANKS- Well, that was…Interesting.

MM- Joey Orsome, Interesting…

HANKS- Not that Interesting…

Gladiator pulls Draven to the middle of the ring, saluting to the fans. Gladiator grabs one of Draven’s feet as he struts around the ring, following shades of the ‘’Nature boy, Rick Flair’’. Gladiator screams ‘’WOOOOO’’ as the EwC fans echo the chant. Gladiator goes for the Figure Four Leg Lock, but Draven reverses it into a small package.

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Gladiator Kicks-out!

HANKS- Looks like Gladiator got a little cocky.

MM- You like cock don’t you?

HANKS- No, I sa---

MM- I’m telling you’re wife!

Draven signals with his hand, that he was inches away from beating Gladiator. Gladiator watches Draven, closely as Gladiator begins to get up off his knees. Gladiator is up, and charges at Draven with a clothesline, but Draven ducks under and hits a spinning wheel-kick to the face of Gladiator, sending him against the ropes seeing stars. Draven runs towards the turn-buckle jumping off hitting Gladiator with a top-rope dropkick! Gladiator topples out of the ring, as he hits the concrete floor.

HANKS- What a move!

MM- I could do better…

Draven grabs onto the rope, preparing himself for the jump. But he changes his mind, and advances to the top-turn buckle. Gladiator slowly gets up as he stumbles around light headed. Gladiator bends over, and Draven jumps off the top rope and hits a leg-drop sending Gladiator face smashing into the concrete out-side of the ring! ‘’EWC’’ chants erupt around the arena, while Gladiator grabs his face like it’s on fire, rolling in pain.

HANKS- That is going to hurt in the morning.

MM- Why not now?

HANKS- It’s a saying, damn it!

Blood begins to poor from Gladiators face, as it creeps through his fingers. Draven smiles, and hops up on the apron waiting for the bloodied Gladiator to stand up. Gladiator wipes the blood from his face, and gets to a vertical base. Draven jumps up on the rope, and goes for a Moon salt! Gladiator somehow manages to catch, Draven on his way down, as he holds him on his shoulders. Gladiator with all his strength lifts up Draven above his head getting him in a power-bomb position. Draven knows what is coming, and quickly springs himself down trying to hit a hurricanrana, but Gladiator doesn’t budge and pulls Draven back up, and hits a the Stars and stripes out-side of the ring! Both men are down!

HANKS- Holy cow! What a match, here tonight.

MM- When, you trying to become champion you pull out all the stops. Like I have done so many times before.

HANKS- You’re so humble.

MM- Oh, why thank you.

The ref has begun counting, and is at a count of 5. Both Draven & Gladiator begin to stir. Gladiator has blood dripping down his face, as he tries to wipe it away. Draven is holding his back in pain, grabbing the ropes for leverage. There both in, at the count of 8. Draven backs up against the ropes and charges Gladiator with a short arm clothesline. Gladiator is up, and gets clothes lined again. Gladiator is up another time, and this time grabs Dravens arm, twisting it behind his back and stomping on the back of Dravens feet knocking him to the floor.

HANKS- Draven was getting quite the offence in there for a bit.

MM- Oh, how fast the tide turns.

Gladiator his a rolling Suplex, and than salutes for the crowd. Gladiator picks up Draven by his hair and hits him with another Suplex this time rolling over into a pin.

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Draven kicks out!

Gladiator begins to pound on Draven, as blood drips down Gladiators face. Gladiator lets up, and than grabs Draven pulling him in for the stars and stripes. Gladiator lifts up Draven, but Draven manages to roll out, getting a sneaky pin on Gladiator.

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NO! Gladiator kicks out just in time!

HANKS- Two near falls, this could go either way at this point.

MM- This isn’t bad for, an opening contest.

Draven goes for a wheel kick, but Gladiator ducks under hitting a low blow. Gladiator grabs, Draven and hoists him up for the Stars and Stripes! Gladiator goes to hit it, but Draven flips out of it landing on his feet! Gladiator chases Draven who runs straight into a turn-buckle jumping off with a Moon-Salt! Draven modifies it, and lands behind Gladiator pulling his head under his arm-pit.

HANKS- Oh, oh! What’s coming here!?

Draven taunts as the crowd cheers, Draven goes to hit the head hunter but Gladiator slips out of it. Raking the eyes of Draven, and the sending him chest first into the turn-buckle. Gladiator rolls up Draven for a pin.

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Wait! Gladiator breaks the count lifting Draven up off the ground and hitting a quick Stars and Stripes, giving Draven no way for a reversal. Gladiator follows up, with the pin.

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Winner: AND STILL THE NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPION! GLADIATOR!

Gladiator grabs his title, as he hoists it up to the fans who give him a mixed reaction. Blood pours from his face, as he stumbles around the ring almost falling over at times. Gladiator hugs, his title as he continues to celebrate his victory.





POST MATCH

Gladiator limps back down the aisle, appearing physically exhausted from his battle. He ignores many screaming fans as he heads back to the locker room. A few feet from the ramp Gladiator stops dead in his tracks. He stares out into the crowd.

HANKS: What's Gladiator doing?

Gladiator stares deep into the crowd, his expression shifting from perplexed and confused... then suddenly a look of recognition. Gladiator's eyes widen as he leaps over the barricade, eye still fixed on the same spot in the stands.

MM: Where's he going?

The camera zooms in, following Gladiator as he struggles his way through the cramped grouping of fans in the aisle seats. The camera now zooms past Gladiator, focusing in on the spot in the stands where Gladiator seems to be staring. There sits two men, one in a black trench coat, the other a nerdy looking middle aged man wearing lime green. Both men spot themselves on the giant Jumbo-tron. The one in the trench coat looks surprised and panicky. The crowd roars in excitement as they seem to recognize the man's face.

MM: Hold on a second...... is that who I think it is?

HANKS: It's hard to tell. The view from here isn't all that clear.

MM: That almost looks like The Rev and the original Skippy Mohophosite!.

Gladiator is shouting, trying to get the man in the crowd's attention. He's having difficulty making it any further past the fans. Up in the stands the man in the trench coat and the man in lime green get up out of their seats and rush towards the closest exit. They disappear near the back of the arena. Gladiator appears frustrated and confused as he pushes past the fans on his way back to the locker room. Within a few moments the crowd dies down and the show returns back to the commentating table with Mystery Man and Hanks.

MM: What was that all about?

HANKS: I don't know if that was really who we think it was.....

MM: It could be. If it was indeed Gladiator's old partner, then what would he be doing here? Or possibly it was someone else. We all know Gladiator has a lot of enemies out there. Maybe we'll find out more from this next time we catch up with Gladiator.

[President Mac]

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WINNER GETS A TELEVISION TITLE MATCH
Jamal Jackson
~VS~
Sinister Dexter

The crowd is waiting in anticipation for the match to begin. They’re all very excited about the upcoming #1 contender match. They look quickly at the entrance setup as Jamal Jackson’s theme music hits. “RockStar” by N.E.R.D. hits the PA system. Jamal Jackson comes out on stage to a standing ovation. Jackson points to the ring as he makes his way down the entrance ramp. Jackson taunts the fans before sliding into the ring.

Jackson checks his elbow and knee pads before stretching out. Jackson climbs a near turnbuckle and poses to the booing crowd as his music dies down.

Next, "Goin out West" by Tom Waits blasts over the PA, as the drums kick in Dexter appears at the top of the entrance ramp, wearing his trademark black hoodie over his ring gear, the hood pulled over his head as he makes his way down to the ring, slapping a few of the fans hands.
At the ring he climbs the ring steps slowly, before climbing the outside of the turnbuckle. Upon reaching the top, he pauses for a moment pushing the hood back and surveying the crowd, as he undoes the top. Dropping now into the ring, he takes off the hoodie hanging it on the outside of the ring post, as he warms himself up ready for the match or his opponents arrival.

The bell rings and both men circle each other. They get closer and closer each time the rotate. Once Dexter got close enough, he grabbed Jamal in a grapple. Both men struggle to gain the upper hand over each other. Jamal lowers himself and delivers a kick to Dexter’s stomach. Dexter bends over and feels pressure building around his neck. He looks to his left and sees Jamal, who delivers a running bulldog.

Jamal rolls Dexter onto his back and covers him.

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Jamal grabs Dexter by his long hair and lifts him onto his shoulder. He starts running and then flips Dexter over to deliver a pump-handle sidewalk slam. Jamal jumps back up and taunts to the crowd. The boos came raining down. Jamal was stealing all of Dexter’s signature moves, and the crowd hated it.

Jamal lifted Dexter once more to deliver a DDT. Jamal proceeded to sit on Dexter’s chest and pound on his face with closed fist punches. Blood came rushing down Dexter’s face. Jamal grabbed Dexter to deliver the final blow. Jamal went for a spinning heel kick. Dexter ducked somehow and gave Jamal a running closeline.

The crowd was clapping and stomping in an attempt to get both men to their feet. Once they both got up, Jamal charged at Dexter. Dexter once again ducked and delivered a thunderous super kick. Jamal staggered a bit before falling back into the corner of the ring, leaning against the turnbuckle.

Dexter was tired and beaten badly. He ran at Jamal to finish the match with a closeline, but Jamal hopped up on top of the turnbuckle at the last second and jumped off to give Dexter a tornado DDT.

Jamal collapsed onto a beaten Dexter for the pin.

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Jamal’s music hits as he rolls out of the ring and is assisted to the locker room by the ref.



Jamal Jackson stands in the ring post match happy with his recent win over Sinister Dexter getting him at shot at the TV Title soon. The lights in the arena go out!

MM: What is going on here?

Hanks: I have no idea.

The lights come back on we see Victor Hades standing face to face with Jamal!

MM: He is back!

Hanks: Why Jamal?

Hades lifts up his hands and Jamal Jackson is once again on the recieving end of a Blood Bath. Hades lays out Jamal and calls for a microphone.

Hades: "The EWC f*cking hellraiser is back my dear boy. Do you fear death...Jamal Jackson? I promise you, once I'm through with you...it will sound MUCH...more...COMFORTING!"

The lights go out again and when they come back on Victor Hades is gone.

MM: Hades is back and after Jamal Jackson

Hanks: Is this a grudge after Hades lost the US Title to Jamal or what is going on here?

[President Mac]

Joey Styles: Here we are, tonight is guaranteed to be a show stealer to end the year of professional wrestling off, on a great note. But right now, by the request of EwC management we’re going to interview to competitors for tonight’s tag-match where they take on, Na Fianna.

*The camera moves over, one the door it says ‘’FORCE’’ headquarters. Joey shrugs is shoulders and knocks on the locker room door, and waits for an answer nervously. Soon enough, a hand comes through a slot of the bottom of the door as Joey kneels down. A pair of eyes appear through the small slot in the door*

Midget- Whadda you want?

Joey Styles: Well, I was just planning to interview Level-One and Marcus Deniro. Are they in there?

*Giggles are heard in the back-round*

Midget- Yeah, there in here give us a second.

*Soon enough the door is opened and style’s steps in. On the chair, sits two small midgets. One with a black-mask across his face, who looks like a mini level-one. The other, a bald bulked out midget in which looks much like Deniro…just smaller…a lot smaller*

Joey Styles: Uh, what is going on here?

Midget (Level-One)- Do you want a fucking interview or what?

Midget (Deniro)- Yeah, hurry it up. I need to warm up before my match, anyways.

*Deniro hits the floor doing push up as Joey looks on with confusion on his face, and takes a seat on a sofa in-front of the midgets.

Joey Styles: Alright, how do you feel about your opponents tonight?

Midget (Level-One)- I’m going to make a fucking impact, that’s what!

Midget (Deniro)- I don’t feel for anyone. I’m a sick motherfucker remember?

Joey Styles: Uh, okay. Um, so let’s just cut this short and finish up with your ending arguments.

Midget (Level-One)- I’m Level-One, and I’m going to make a fucking Impact!

Midget (Deniro)- I still think you’re boring as fuck, Level-One.

Midget (Level-One)- I’m Dr. Charisma damn it. I make fucking Impact, Impact’s all day and all night, ask Joey Orsomes momma!

Joey Styles- Alright, that’s enough. I guess that’s it for to---

*Level-One comes springing across the screen, grabbing the camera in his face. Level-One holds a steel chair in his hands, as his breaths heavily in the camera. Deniro is behind him, looking at the midgets with curiosity*

You know what Joey? Let me start this off by saying, fuck you! You want to ask stupid questions, and party with midgets? This isn’t a game, this is my life. I should be in the main-event, tonight and NOT Beth Harte. I and Deniro are going to go out there tonight, and kick ass and take names. And when it’s all said and done, FORCE will have the last laugh. Deniro, is going to get his television title shot and take the title from that piece of shit, Crazy Man. And I’m going to get my re-match against Beth, and take back what is mine!

*Level-One turns around, and grabs his look alike midget and tosses it over the couch. Level-One picks up the steel chair, and smacks the Deniro midget doing push ups. Deniro steps up in-front of the camera*

Deniro- F.E.A.R, are nothing but a bunch of pussies. And if they want to dick around with FORCE? Well, we’re going rape them for any dignity they have left. Maybe impregnate them, so they can have little children that dress up like outsiders, gothic fucktards and look like fucking douche bags, drawing face paint with fucking markers and slit there wrist with math set compasses! No need for that, bitches. Deniro will slit you’re wrists for ya, and slit them vertically!

*Level-One pushes Deniro aside, as he steps in-front of the camera leaving the carnage of the midgets behind*

I want you to understand one thing. This goes to anyone fucking with us, or FORCE. BDC, Angel, Shadow Man, EBON? There all nice people. Unfortunately? We aren’t. They maybe willing to keep themselves in line, but me and Deniro? We play fucking hop-scotch with
Joey Orsome’s mom over than damn line! In our mind? No line exists.
But if you step into are territory and want to get hardcore? You might just get hurt.

Na Fianna, claims to be honorable soldiers. Funny thing, because me and Deniro here? Was just thinking about, bringing a war. We got the big guns, and we got the ammunition. And when you step into our ring tonight? You’re dancing with two ticking time bombs, and when the time is up? We blow. And you soldiers? You lose your limbs!

…Don’t fuck with us, or push the wrong buttons…Or we just may have to make a fucking Impact!

*Level-One storms off Camera, as Deniro stands back momentairly and nods his head and follows behind. Shadow Man, walks in as the two midgets lay knocked out*

Shadow Man- Aw, man! It was just a joke guys…

[President Mac]

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6 MAN TAG TEAM MATCH
John Green, Zortalk & Stray
~VS~
Vincent Jericho, Money Man & Devin Hester

I Walk Alone by Saliva hits the P.A. system and the crwd gets on their feet as Green walks from behind the curtain. Green stands at the beginng of the ramp as he looks at the crowd with a smile on his face. Green starts to walk down the ramp slapping the hands of fans. John then runs the rest of the way to the ring and goes to a turn buckle and does his Signature pose. He then jums off the turnbubkle and goes to another turnbuckle. The crowd gets on their feet again as he poses on the turnbuckle. He jumps off and his music fades as he awaits the bell.

Next "Tired" by LCD Soundsystem begins to play as Zortalk makes his way out wearing green fur suit jacket and a brown robe with out the arms. He gets to the ring and removes the jacket revealing the ever classy tuxedo shirt and black Dickie shorts that are his ring attire. He places the jacket in a corner and then climbs into the ring.

As the crowd awaits the next arrival, the lights suddenly go out. Without the loss of even a moment, the sound of a string quartet begins to play. The melancholic bass of cello and the subtle hiss of violin mix in a slow melody of anguish. As the music begins, small flashes of light illuminate the arena, and a grey mist begins to cover the ring. The flashes of light coincide with the flashes of images on the screen. A man thrown through a window. Statues of angels looking forlorn in the dark. A arm draped over the side of a bathtub with a single light hanging from the ceiling. Candles lighting a way. Then, flashes of a face, eyes closed, with white hair.

The music then begins to change as it meets a crescendo. The sound of cello mixes with that of a bass guitar. Violins sing together with the howl of a guitar. The beat of drums. The music then picks up pace, telling a dark tale in harmony of sound, growing faster and louder. Then, as it reaches its second crescendo, the eyes of the figure opens and the sound of breaking glass mixes with that of thunder and the lights slowly return.

And Stray awaits in the ring, sitting on the ringpost. Waiting for the moment of triumph.

Ring Announcer: Introducing first. Weighing in at a combined weight of 722 pounds. John Green, Zortalk, and Stray.

The crowd erupts in a freanzy as all three men stand in the middle of the ring awaiting their opponent's.

Set it Off" by P.O.D begins to play throughout P.A. System as the arena goes entirely dark. Blue lights flash from the stage in unison to the beat of the song. Vincent Jericho then walks out of the entrance gate as the crowd rises to their feet. Jericho stands at the stage, looking around at the fans. He taunts them, and begins walking down the ramp. He runs and slides into the ring under the bottom rope. He hops up to the middle rope on the turnbuckle and taunts the crowd with a "King of the World" taunt. He hops down and waits for his match to begin.

Shortly after “For the Love of Money” by the O’Jays hits and the lights go green and flash all over the arena. Fake dollar bills rain down from the ceiling as he comes out onto stage. He drives out from the back in a green convertible out onto stage flaunting his stuff as he makes his way down to the ring. He gets in the ring and jumps up on the turnbuckle raising his arms like he is god while never losing that arrogant smirk. Money Man jumps down and stares across the ring at Green, Zortalk, and Stray.

His music hits, he walks out, stands on the ramp and raises his arms up to the crowd. He sprints to the ring and jumps on to the apron like a madman. Flames shoot out of the turnbuckles, and he flips in. He runs up to a turnbuckle to taunt.

And their opponent's. Weighing in at 633 pounds. Vincent Jericho, Nate "Money Man" Samuels, and Devin Hester.

The crowd releases a loud boo as the three men taunt cockily at their opponent's.

In the ring first is Vincent Jericho (backed by partners Money Man and Devin Hester in his corner) and John Green (backed by partners Zortalk and Stray). The bell chimes and Green rushes at Jericho, batting him down to the floor with a hard clothesline. He grabs Jericho by his hair and lifts him up, whipping him to the ropes and then spearing him on return.

Hanks- Green tags in Stray!

Green picks Jericho up and then throws him at Stray, who lifts him up and takes him out with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Stray drags Jericho to the other corner and pushes him up against the turnbuckle, his hand over Jericho's neck, choking the life out of him. The ref starts to count Stray, who then backs away before running at Jericho and clotheslining him in the corner once more. Jericho leans back from the impact and then falls, landing on his behind. Stray then places his foot on Jericho's neck and lifts himself up on the ropes, pushing his weight down on the fallen Stray.

MM- Hey, what's newcomer Devin Hester doing!?

Hester, in his team's corner, starts berating Stray from his corner, flipping him the bird and leaning over the top rope, sticking out his tongue at the brooding adversary. Stray glares at him and storms over to Hester, attempting to grab him by his neck, but Hester ducks down and shoulders Stray through the middle ropes, knocking Stray off balance. Hester then snatches Stray's neck and falls back, choking Stray on the ropes and causing him to fall back. Meanwhile, a battered Vincent Jericho crawls over and manages to tag in Money Man while an anxious Zortalk shouts at Stray to tag him in from his own corner.

Hanks- Stray is very persistent in this match.

Stray stays in the ring, having regained his composure. Money Man steps out to grapple with Stray, but receives a boot to the ribs, then a hard clubbing blow to the back. Money Man falls to his knees, giving Stray ample room to take Money Man out with a flat DDT. Stray then makes the cover...

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Stray picks Money Man up and throws him back to his own corner while Stray manages to limp over to his and tag in Zortalk, to a pop from the audience. Zortalk rushes Money Man, spearing him in his own team's corner, but Hester reaches over and clubs Zortalk across the back as he backs away. Zortalk responds by stiffly slapping Hester across the face.

MM- Oh!

Hanks- Issawn!!!

Hester glares at Zortalk, mouth wide open, and then he slaps Money Man across the chest, tagging himself in. Hester slips in and shoves Zortalk to the centre of the ring where they come nose-to-nose. Zortalk then grins at Hester, who smirks back, only for Zortalk to duck down to one knee very suddenly. Hester looks down at Zortalk, and then up in time to see Stray hurtle at him with a hard clothesline. Zortalk then bridges a pin over Hester as the ref makes the count.

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Stray stomps on Hester for good measure before the referee guides him back to his corner, and Zortalk then pumps up the crowd for the finishing blow! Instead, Hester rolls out of the ring to recuperate, and Zortalk, sensing the excitement factor his planned maneuver was now gone, retreats to his own corner to tag in John Green, who runs at the ropes and throws himself over. Hester looks up to have Green collapse on top of him. But Hester manages to hang on, and the two end up rolling over and into the security railing, exchanging punches.

MM- What a mess!

Hanks- Well, Hester's done pretty well for a guy having to take on three top-performance competitors with just two jackasses to back him up.

MM- I don't get what's been wrong with Money Man lately, he was Gladiator's golden boy as one half of the new Sedition.

Hanks- They need a little REV!

Hester shoves Green off of him and then boots him across the face, running over to the ring and slipping in. Sweating and mildly worked, the otherwise hard working Hester tags in an anxious Vincent Jericho just as Green returns to the ring. Hester slips onto the apron while Stray, in his own corner, hops off and starts searching under the ring for a chair. Hester, spotting him, slips into the ring and cuts across the canvas, rushing towards Stray as Green knees an approaching Jericho in the gut and takes him out with the HEAD SPLITTER! He goes to pin Jericho.

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Stray, outside the ring, swings the chair at Hester, outside the ref's view, but Hester jumps and dropkicks the chair back into Stray's face, knocking him back as Zortalk slips into the ring, runs at Money Man and hits him with the ZORROR! Green tags Zortalk in officially, and Zortalk kicks a slowly rising Jericho in the gut, hitting him with another ZORROR! He makes the cover as Green baseball slides Hester as he tries to get in.

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MM- It's over!

Hanks- What an exciting match!

Hester backs up the ramp cursing to himself, but raises his arms nonetheless as Money Man and Vincent Jericho lie battered and destroyed around the ring as Green helps Stray into the ring. Together, they and Zortalk lift each other's arms into the air and claim victory as the bell chimes.

WINNERS: Zortalk, John Green & Stray

[President Mac]

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MATCH 2 IN BEST OF 3 BETWEEN FORCE & F.E.A.R
Jesse Nunez
~VS~
Angel

"Basic Thugonomics Remix"begins to play on the PA. The fans jump out of their seats cheering.

So, you think you're untouchable?

[John Cena: Chorus (Scratched) x2]
Word life--this is Basic Thugonomics
Word life--I'm untouchable but I'm forcin' you to feel me

Jesse comes walking out from behind the curtain with his arms in the air doing the “Word Life” hands as the fans give a mix reaction. The camera zooms out from the rafters to show the whole arena on their feet. The camera then zooms back in front of Jesse. Jesse is wearing his black "The Prodigy" t-shirt with a chain with dog tags around his neck. He also has on a black hat on his head. The hat reads "The Prodigy" on the front and his name on the back, the hat is tilted slightly to the left of his head so that is barely covering over his left eye but he could still see and you could still see his eye barely. Melina comes out walking beside Jesse. Every time the song starts to scratch, Jesse does the “You Can’t See Me” wave.

Jesse Nunez:
Whether fightin’ or spittin’ my discipline is unforgivin’
Had you down for the count, another time re-livin’
I am the face of wrestlin‘, know the name
There ain’t no time for restin’, got to play the game
Enter my state of mind to see where my life be
Now take the hate in my life and times it by three
Take the hint kid, I ain’t gonna back down
You hear my theme playin’ its time for Smackdown
I’m takin’ the E.W.C by force
You face me I’ll show you no remorse
Call me Brawl’s franchise player there’s no stoppin’ me
Thug KoneXion, Fear, there ain’t no toppin’ me
Cold blooded killer in the heat of the night
“You Can’t See Me” kid I’m out of yo’ sight
The Champ is back yo’ whole label is whack,
Matter of fact, take yo’ ---- and take yo’ ass to the back

Melina is still walking beside Jesse as he still has the "Word Life" fingers in the air going down the ramp toward the ring.

[John Cena: Chorus (Scratched) x2]
Word life--this is Basic Thugonomics
Word life--I'm untouchable but I'm forcin' you to feel me

Ring Announcer: Introducing first, representing F.E.A.R., he is the former EwC Undisputed Champion of the World.... Jesse "The Prodigy" Nuñez!

John Cena:
An ass-kickin' anthem, heavyweight or bantam
Holdin' camps for ransom, the microphone phantom
Teams hit the floor this the new fight joint
Like a broken needle kid you missin' the point
We dominate your conference with offense, that's no nonsense
My theme song hits, get you reinforcements
We strike quick with hard kicks, duckin' night sticks
Bare-knuckled men through fight pits, beat you lifeless
Never survive this, you forgot like Alzhmiers
Two-face rappers walk away with four shiners
The raw rhymer, turnin' legends to old-timers
My incisors like a viper bitin' through your one-liners
New DeadMan Inc., and we about to make you famous
Takin' over Earth and still kickin' in Uranus

Jesse looks around the stadium and sees everybody booin him around the arena. The women fans cheer though as they see him walk down toward the ring. Melina is awaiting down by the ring for him. Jesse then runs and is about to slide into the ring but is stopped by Melina as she kisses him on the lips as the women boo. He slides into the ring. As he stands up he looks around at the fans once more. Jesse walks to the furthest turnbuckle away from him as he climbs to the middle turnbuckle he puts the "Word Life" fingers in the air holding it in both hands, as he does gold sparks fall from the rafters around the ring. Jesse jumps down as the sparks continue to fall, he does the same on the opposite turnbuckle, the sparks end. Jesse then takes his hat off and throws it into the crowd. He also takes off his t-shirt and hands it to someone at ringside. He walks over to the furthest turnbuckle and he begins to throw punches to get himself warmed up. He then takes off his chain with the dog tags on it and hands it to someone at ringside. His theme music begins to die off.

[John Cena: Chorus (Scratched) x2]
Word life--this is Basic Thugonomics
Word life--I'm untouchable but I'm forcin' you to feel me

Tha Trademarc:
You ain't advanced enough to process, potential for medical concepts
Some objects are foreign, like Loch Ness
Arts and sex are complex regardless of your finesse or fitness is the condition of business
Your lame vision of a underground physical image
You're underneath to undermine your whole typical image...

Suddenly lights go out Angels stands at the top of the ramp with her arms outstreached. fireworks crisscross infront of her as she pumps her arms in the air to boost the crowds cheers. the then slowly walks down the ramp and baseball slides into the ring. once inside the ring she walks over to one of the corner climbs up the ropes and pumps her fists in the air.

Ring Announcer: And his opponent. Representing F.O.R.C.E.....Angel.

Both combatants stand in the middle of the ring, toe to toe. Jesse cracks a smirk as he looks at his competition tonight. Angel readies herself for battle. Jesse oustretches his arma mimicking Angel during her entrance. Angel slaps Jesse across the face. Jesse just looks at Angel as the ignition switch turns on and throws a right hook. Angel ducks out of the way and counters with a right punch of her own. Angel continues to throw punches as Jesse reels back towards the ropes. Angel grabs Jesse's arm and executes and Irish Whip. Jesse counters and sends Angel bouncing off the ropes and right back towards him. Jesse executes a devastating clothesline knocking Angel hard to the mat. As Angel lies on the ground grabbing her head, Jesse taunts and stalks her. Angel slowly climbs to her knees as Jesse continues his taunting. As soon as Angel is on both her hands and knees, Jesse grabs her hair and yanks her to her feet. Jesse than grabs her by the throat and starts yelling in her face, trying to discourage her. Angel reacts to Jesse's taunts and yelling by spitting in his face. Jesse becomes irritated and grabs Angel by the legs and picks her up. Angel starts pounding fists down on Jesse's back, but they have no effect on him. He sends Angel's head slamming to the mat in a devastating spinebuster. Jesse makes a non-chalant first pin attempt. The referee hits the mat.

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MM: Nice reversal by Angel.
CH: Reversal? She got lucky and just happened to grab Nunez's head on the way down to the mat.
MM: Whatever.

Angel instinctively gets back to her feet and begins kicking Jesse in the head. After a swift couple of kicks to the head Angel executes a duo of elbow drops to the back of Jesse's neck. She quickly covers for her first fall of the night.

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CH: He was playing possum the whole. he was playing possum.
MM: Ouch! I don't think Angel can take another move to the gut like that again.

Jesse gets to his feet in a hurry and pounces on Angel.He straddles her lower back and slams his weight down. A cry of pain is heard coming from Angel's mouth. Jesse than locks in a devastating Camel Clutch. Angel's face writhes in pain under the immense pressure on her lower back. The referee gets on the mat and asks Angel if she submits. Angel tells him no. Jesse wrenches the move in tighter and Angel screams out more in pain. After another attempt by the referee to see if Angel submits, he begins to countdown.

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Jesse releases the hold at the count of four. Instead of taking time to taunt Angel, Jesse locks in a Bow and Arrow lock and wrenches the move hard on Angel's lower back. The referee once again asks Angel if she wishes to submit. Again Angel screams no.

MM: So much pride by this young and beautiful performer.
CH: Pride? If she doesn't submit, Jesse Nunez is going to break her in half.

The referee asks Angel for a second time if she wishes to submit. Angel screams no. Again the referee begins the count for Jesse to release the hold.
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Jesse again breaks the hold at 4. Angel falls to the mat like a limp bag of coal and Jesse sits upright. A sadistic smile has grown across his face. He looks at the referee and than at Angel. He grabs Angel by the hips and neck areas and apply's a second Bow and Arrow lock. The referee asks Angel if she submits for a fifth time, and for the fifth time Angel screams no. Just as Jesse is about to wrench the hold on tighter, Angel shifts her bodyweight and lands on top of Jesse. The referee begins to count...

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Jesse kicks out at two.Angel lies on the mat holding her lower back as the referee checks on her. Jesse gets to his feet and becomes frustrated. He looks over at Angel and knows what he must do. He crawls over to Angel and begins to punch her head in an extremely violent manner. The referee tries to warn him that he will be disqualified if he contiues. Jesse ignores the referee and continues the hellacious assault. The referee has no choice, he gets to his feet and asks for the bell. He explains to the ring announcer the first pinfall goes to Angel due to the disqualification of Jesse Nunez.

Ring Announcer: The winner of the first fall due to a disqualification...Angel.

After hearing this Jesse becomes more enraged and turns his attention towards the referee. He yells obscenities and motions the referee into a corner. His intimidation has no effect as the referee warns him for a second time about being disqualified. Jesse heads the second warning and backs off. Jesse turns his focus back towards Angel. He walks over to Angel and grabs her by the hair again and lifts her to her feet. But instead of letting Jesse get the upper hand, Angel comes crashing down to the mat in Jawbreaker cariation. Jesse stumbles back stunned and holding his jaw. Angel sits on the mat as Jesse runs near her. Angel turns the table on Jesse by playing possum and executes a Drop Toe Hold sending Jesse jaw first into the middle rope. Angel notices the oppurtunity and runs the opposite rope. Juat as Angel bounces off the ropes, Melina trips her up from the outside. After Angel regains her balance, she turns around and gets into a screaming match with Angel. The referee comes to the ropes and tries to break up the argument between the two hellcats. The only way to do so is by banning Melina from ringside. As Melina walks up the entrance ramp she starts to throw a temper tantrum.

MM: It's about time.
CH: What? That Melina is getting banned from ringside when she didn't do anything wrong?
MM: Nothing wrong? Nothing...she tripped Angel up or didn't you see that?
CH: All I saw was Angel tripped on her rebound from the ropes.
MM: What?

With Angel's back turned towards Melina and not Jesse, Jesse inches behind Angel until he grabs her from behind and hoists her over the top rope. Angel lands on the protective padding with a thud and instantly grabs her back in pain. Jesse exits the ring through the middle rope and begins a vicious assault on Angel outside the ring. He first grabs her by the wrist and yanks her up on her feet. He than grabs the protective padding and throws it away from the floor. The only thing protecting Angel from any harm on the floor is air. Jesse hoists Angel up in a Sidewalk Slam and drops her viciously on top of the concrete floor underneath the padding. A loud smack followed by Angel seen grabbing her head directly follows. Jesse gets to his feet quickly and is still in the mood for more pain. He yanks Angel up on her feet yet again and Irish Whips Angel into the steel steps. Angel hits the steps and does a front flip over them. Upon impact she starts to grab her right knee. The referee is beginning his count for a countout when Jesse Nunez enters the ring swiftly to break the ten count. Jesse exits the ring and continues his assault on poor Angel. He lifts Angel up and executes a devastating powerbomb on her outside the ring. Jesse continues the torture by grabbing Angel by the throat and again yanking her to her feet. Jesse than proceeds to Irish Whip Angel into the ring side, but Angel rolls underneath the bottom rope and enters the ring again. Jesse slides underneath the lowest rope as well and enters the ring. He quickly gets to his feet. Jesse knows Angel is hurt and takes full advantage of it. He waits til Angel is on her feet and turned towards him. In an instant Jesse Nunez hits a Rising Phoenix on Angel and lets her body fall to the mat. Jesse covers and the referee proceeds the three count.

1...2...3. The ring announcer grabs his mic and announces the second fall winner.

The winner of the second fall by way of pin...Jesse Nunez.

Both combatants get to their feet. They both know this is the final fall. Angel's body is wracked with pain and Jesse Nunez is starting to feel the effects of the match as well.

MM: WOW! Both superstars look exhausted.
CH: Not Nunez. He's playing possum again. Just watch.

Both combatants inch their way closer to each other and begin throwing punches left and right. Angel whinces in pain at every throw she gives. Suddenly a vicious right cross connects on Jesse's jaw. He's dazed, but he still is standing on his feet. Angel throws another and another until Jesse starts to stagger backwards towards the ropes again. Angel grabs his wrist and executes another Irish Whip. This time the move works and Jesse goes flying and running off the opposite set of ropes. After Jesse bounce off the ropes, Angel executes a jumping Hurricanrana and sends Jesse head over heels and onto his back. Angel rolls over and tries to pin Jesse's shoulders to the mat.

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A two count. Jesse kicks out. Angel is a little agitated at this point and starts arguing with the referee that she had a three count. Suddenly Jesse Nunez comes and rams his head into the back of Angel. He hooks her arms and twists her body until Angel is facing down.

MM: Oh no. The 602. Don't do it Jesse. Don't do it.
CH: Poor Angel.

Jesse gets a sadistic smile across his face and kicks his feet out from underneath him, sending Angel's face and head down to the mat. Jesse hooks Angel's one arm and rolls her over to her back. Angel is seen holding her face as Jesse hooks her one leg and makes the cover.

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The bell rings for the end of the match and Jesse Nunez sits up after pinning Angel. The ring announcer enters the ring.

Ring Announcer: The winner of the third and final fall of the match...he is the former EwC Undisputed Champion of the World.... Jesse "The Prodigy" Nuñez!

As the referee and EMT's check on Angel, Jesse is seen celebrating after his match by taunting Angel.

MM: I'm worried about Angel. I hope she's alright.
CH: Me too. I mean it's a bad thing when EMT's have to come down to the ring after a match. Usually they do all medical behind scenes. And it really sucks that it has happened to such a great competitor like Angel.
MM: Wait Angel is standing up.

Angel is helped up by the referee and a male EMT. Her face is colored crimson and her forehead has a bandage across it. She gives a thumbs up to let everyone know she's ok.

[President Mac]

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INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH

Hopper Rose
~VS~
Sean Ferguson (C)

With the sounds of the ring-side bell the match starts as the challenger Hopper Rose charges Sean, but Sean being the clever wrestler he is side steps the charge and drops Hopper with a toe drop hold. Sean continues the pessure putting Hopper into a choke hold but Hopper soon finds his way to his feet and pushes him against the ropes, Sean ducks the oncoming clothesline and then flies back off the ropes a second time with a vicious boot to Roses head. Sean drops down and lays the arm across Hoppers chest.

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Hanks: Sean showing Hopper that he will have to work harder if he wants to win.

MM: Don't count out Hopper but Sean is in another class.

Hanks: After all he beat Joey Orsome.

MM: Hasn't everyone?

Sean pulls Hopper too his feet and takes his to the turnbuckle and bounces his head off the top. Sean then pushes Rose into the corner and jays him to the ground with lefts and right and then finally a kick to the stomach. Sean goes to pull Hopper to his feet but Rose gets a thumb to Sean's eye.

Ferguson steps back holding his eye as Hopper bounces off the ropes and catches Sean with a clothesline. Hopper pulls Sean back up but Sean breaks out and comes back with lefts and rights knocking Hopper back to the mat.

Hanks: Sean is in full control at the moment.

MM: Showing why he is the champion.

Hanks: It doesn't look promising for Hopper.

Sean climbs to the top turnuckle and jumps off landing a huge elbow drop. This sends the crowd roaring as Sean awaits Hopper to get up, Hopper stands and Sean hits him with a huge running power bomb. Sean covers!

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MM: Dissapointing by the challenger Hopper.

Hanks: Sean proving he is worthy of holding that title.

Winner and still International champion: Sean Ferguson.

[President Mac]

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LAST MAN STANDING MATCH
Maddog
~VS~
Ebon

The match begins with an intense Ebon staring a hole through Maddog who just laughs in response.

Ebon charges forward going for a double leg takedown but Maddog drills Ebon with a knee to the face sending Ebon to his back. Maddog hits a standing Swanton before pulling Ebon to his feet.

He whips the Madman into the corner and drills him with a shining wizard in the corner. Maddog lands on the apron as Ebon stumbles out of the corner. Maddog takes flight an sends Ebon sailing over the top rope with a hurricanrana.

Ebon stands on the floor trying to shake the cobwebs out as Maddog is perched on the top turnbuckle. Maddog leaps looking to land a crossbody but Ebon sidesteps him and Maddog crashes into the security rail. Ebon stomps down on Maddog.

Each kick slams Maddog’s head into the steel. Ebon pulls Maddog to his feet and hoist him up for a vertical suplex. Ebon shows off his strength as he keeps Maddog vertical for a full ten seconds before falling backwards. Maddog’s lower back cracks the top of the rail and Maddog falls into the crowd.

Ebon quickly climbs to the top turnbuckle and waits for Maddog to get to his feet. Ebon leaps and connects with a tornado DDT DRIVING Maddog’s head into the floor.

Maddog is busted wide open but the move took a lot out of Ebon as well. The crowd is going ballistic. Ebon is the first to his feet but he is clearly still dazed. He pulls Maddog to his feet with a handful of hair and DRILLS him with a right hook.

Maddog’s head snaps back but the shot seems to have awakened him. He taste his blood on his lips and grins wickedly. Ebon swings again but Maddog ducks underneath and hits Ebon with a Back Stabber driving Ebon’s back into his knees.

As Ebon gets to his feet Maddog unloads on him with a wicked chair shot. Maddog decides to take a rest and unfolds the dented chair and takes a seat. He is busy cutting up to the fans in his final match and fails to notice that Ebon is back to his feet. Maddog notices after Ebon almost runs him through with a spear.

The chair is beyond destroyed. Ebon wipes a small amount of blood away before he picks Maddog up for a Samoan Drop. Maddog is able to counter into a inverted DDT. Ebon is down and the referee begins the count.

1...2...3...4...5...6...Ebon pulls himself up.Maddog charges forward but Ebon trips him up with a drop toe hold.

Maddog quickly scrambles back to his feet. He is not quick enough as Ebon punts Maddog in the face. The blood flies from the force of the blow. Ebon drags Maddog further into the crowd and out into the corridor of the arena.

Ebon slams Maddog’s head into the concrete wall. Ebon pulls Maddog over to the popcorn vender. Ebon rips open the door to the machine and shoves Maddog’s head inside. Ebon releases the level and scalding hot butter pours over Maddog’s face.

Maddog screams in pain but is able to elbow in Ebon in the gut and escape the painful situation. Maddog has a crazed look in his eyes as he charges Ebon with the butter still dripping from his face. Maddog connects with another Shinning Wizard which sends Ebon crashing through the glass door of the arena. Maddog grabs a rather large shard of glass and slices Ebon’s face.

Maddog hits a sidekick sending Ebon back to the ground. As Ebon lays prone, Maddog places the shard of glass on his face. With a laugh Maddog stomps down on the glass driving the shards deep into Ebon’s flesh. The blood oozes from Ebon’s face. Ebon rolls away from Maddog who skips along behind him waiting for Ebon to get up. Maddog gets careless and is double over in pain after a low blow from Ebon. Ebon spits on Maddog before he walks over to the destroyed door. Ebon runs his taped up hands through the glass.

Ebon laughs as the glass protrudes all over his hands and up his forearms. Ebon goes back to Maddog and gets the mount position and begins raining down glass covered fist into Maddog’s face.


Ebon gets to his feet and signals to the crowd that this fight is over. Behind him Maddog is reaching for his boots. From one he pulls a lighter, from the other he pulls a small vial.

Maddog pours the liquid into his mouth and waits for Ebon to turn around. Ebon turns and Maddog brings the lighter to his lips. A fireball erupts and Ebon is in flames.

Ebon flails away trying desperately to put out the flames. He finally succeeds but Maddog is able to connect with a strong lariat. Maddog pulls Ebon over to the balcony.

Maddog sets Ebon up and PLANTS him with True Anarchy. An exhausted Maddog begins looking for something as the referee makes the count..

1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10!!!

Maddog has won his final match and returns with a can of spray paint. He goes to the wall of the arena and paints a giant Anarchy symbol on the wall before going back to an outcold Ebon and spraying KTFO on his back.

[President Mac]

Images over war flash across the screen. Battlefields littered with bodies, buildings destroyed and burning, D-Day. As the images continue to go by a voice begins to speak.

Through out the history of the human race, we have waged war. Some wars are fought for power. Some for greed. Some for land and others for oil.

The images stop with a picture of a mutilated Mussolini and his mistress.

Voice: And then others, are fought for fun.

The HCW logo overrides the image of Mussolini as clips from previous incarnations of the HCW go by. Finally the smiling images of William Masterson, Esq, Alex Fowlis, and Wildfire Jackson appear.

Voice: On January 9, 2008 real Warfare begins again.

[President Mac]

[President Mac]

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FLAMING TRENCH TRIPLE THREAT WARFARE MATCH
Stung
~VS~
Mike Corral
~VS~
Jackal

^{Description: Competitors are inside the ring. The ring ropes are replaced by barbed wire, and set on fire. In different places both in and around the ring, there are explosives hidden. At times, a ladder may also be placed inside the ring.
Winner Determined By: Pinfall}

The three men glare at one another waiting to see who will make the first move.

Stung and Corral make eye contact and Stung bluffs a move towards Jackal. Corral, thinking Stung is with him, attacks Jackal.

Jackal and Corral exchange heavy blows with neither man gaining an advantage. Finally Corral blocks a right from Jackal and connects with a hard right upper cut.

Jackal falls to the mat. Stung senses an oppurtunity to attack and steps forward. The force from the explosion sends Stung sailing into the ropes.

The flames sear his flesh as the barbed wire rips him open. Stung flails trying to escape and falls out to the floor.

The explosion sends Stung crashing into the steal guard rail.

In the ring Corral laughs and shrugs his shoulders before turning his attention back to Jackal. Jackal is waiting and drills Corral with a strong lariat. Jackal begins to stomp away on the fallen Corral.

On the outside a charred and bleeding Stung has climbed a ladder and jumps over the top rope and charges after Jackal.

Jackal sees him coming and with a back body drop Stung is sent sailing back to the outside where he lands on yet another hidden explosive.

Stung's body slams into the steel ringpost and he lands in a crumbled heap.

In the ring Corral has returned to his feet where the drops Jackal with a running bulldog.

Corral runs up the turnbuckle and leaps of and catches Stung, who was back to his feet, with The Fall of An Icon onto the floor.

Corral pulls Stung to his feet and plants him with a Destiny Dedicated to Stung to score an impressive victory.

[President Mac]

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TLC TAG TEAM MATCH
Na Fianna (DJ Jones & Crazyman)
~VS~
FORCE (Level One & Marcus Deniro)

^{*If FORCE wins: Level One gets a US title rematch at the second show of the new Rampage season & Deniro gets a TV title match
*If Na Fianna wins: They get a Money in the Bank Tag Team Title match good for up to 3 months}

ANNOUNCER: The following match is scheduled for one fall, where the winners will either receive Television and United States title shots, or Money in the Bank tag team title shots good for up to three months!

“This could be anywhere in the world” By Alexisonfire hits the P.A, and Level One appears on the ramp with a chair in his hand!

Announcer: Now, coming to the ring Standing 6 foot 7 weighing in at 260 lbs. He is the former United States champion…LEVEL ONNNNNEEEEE!!!!!!!!

An array of blue lights flash through the darkness of the arena. And from the curtains, Level-One slowly walks out to the top-of the ramp, with loud boos from the crowd. Level-One makes a B-line to the ring as pyro shoots up behind him. Level-One walks towards a crowd, and grabs a sign, ripping it in the process. Level-One than runs into the ring, sliding under the bottom rope. Level-One gets up, and jumps up on the corner turn-buckle, signaling he wants his belt back while shouting at a few fans in the process

And introducing his partner, standing 6 foot 5, weighing in at 285 lbs…..Mark Deniro!!!!!!

“Domination” by Pantera hits, and Mark Deniro walks out with a stone expression on his face. He slaps some fives on his way to the ring, while motioning that he will be the new Television Champion. He enters the ring, shakes the hand of Level One, and waits for the Fianna to come out.

Coming to the ring is their opponents, one-half of the Fianna, and the current Television Champion, Standing 6 feet nothing, weighing in a 283 lbs, Crazyman!

: The intro of Refused's "The Shape of Punk to Come" rings out over the PA. The lights around the arena and above the ring begin to alternately turn on and off as a plethora of weapons and foreign objects are thrown through the curtain and out onto the stage. As the rest of the band fall in onto the driving riff that powers the cacophonous song, Crazyman bursts through the curtain wildeyed and raging. He stops for a moment to survey the scene in front of him, an arena of EWC fans baying for blood. He marches down to the ring, grabbing a weapon in each hand as he walks through the mess in front of him. Upon reaching the ring, he launches the weapons over the top rope and rolls quickly inside. Slowly he gets to his feet, and as he paces the squared circle everyone is treated to a cold, intense stare.

And finally, his partner, and the other half of the Fianna..He stands 5’11” weighing in at 230 lbs.,DJ JONES!

“Forgotten (Lost Angels) By Lamb Of God hits as DJ Jones comes out the entrance ramp and stands at the top of the ramp with one hand held up in the air. He walks to the ring with his arm still in the air. Before he approaches the ring, he says hi to the couple of fans sitting next to the ring entrance. When in the ring he stands in the middle of the ring and looks out into the crowd.

The four men stand in the ring, as Level One and Crazyman get ready to start it off. They star by feeling each other out, but that only goes on for so long before Level One quickly shoots in with a big boot to the gut, and begins clubbing away on the back of Crazyman with hard forearm shots. He forces him back into the corner, and begins laying into him with large knife edge chops. Prompting the crowd to go “whooooo” after each shot. He throws out the tag to Mark Deniro, and the big Texan climbs over the top rope and goes on the offensive. Before he can reach Crazyman, he’s met with a drop kick to the gut.

This barely moves Deniro, who goes right back in, only to get met with another dropkick. This stops Deniro for only a second.

Crazyman, frustrated, tries some leg kicks to the thigh of big Deniro, but before he can land a second, he gets taken down with a huge headbutt! Deniro pulls Crazyman to his feet by his head, hooks him, and takes him over with a big T-Bone suplex! He goes for the pin
1
2

Crazyman gets the shoulder up. Deniro pulls him up again, and this time, locks him in a wristlock, and guides him over to the corner where he tags in Level One. One climbs to the top, jumps off and takes him down with an Axe handle smash. Crazyman rolls over boggled, and gets hit with a running knee by Level One! One goes for the pin

1…

2…

Broken up by DJ Jones! Level one goes to hit DJ, but the ref gets in between them. This allows enough time for Crazyman to get his breath back, leap to his feet, sneak up behind Level One and catch him with a roll-up!

1…

Level One kicks out immediately, jumps to his feet and runs at Crazyman for a clothesline attempt, but Crazyman hops out of the way and tags in DJ Jones! The crowd goes wild as a fired-up DJ comes in on fire, taking Level One down with a flurry of clotheslines! Level One gets up, but ends up sailing right back to the matt after a hard right hand by DJ Jones! By now, DJ Jones is feeling it, and is measuring Level One for the Mark Of Honor! He hooks him, but before he can follow though, Level One counters, falling backwards and causing DJ Jones to land throat first onto the middle rope. Level One takes a few seconds to shake out the cobwebs. And immediately goes to work on DJ Jones, hitting him with a stiff kick to the ribs. He then delivers some right hands of his own to DJ Jones, who is stumbling around trying to maintain his composure. Level One goes to send DJ into the ropes, but he reverses it! He then bends for a back body drop, but Level One scouts it, and gives DJ a face full of foot! He makes the tag in to Mark Deniro who nearly takes DJ’s head off with a huge clothesline!

Mark continues pounding on DJ, forcing him onto the ropes. Mark steps back, but goes right back at DJ in a clothesline attempt, but DJ pulls down the top rope to send Mark sailing to the outside! Level One steps in, but runs right into the Mark Of Honor! However, Level One wisely rolls to the outside to avoid being pinned, but it’s not safe out there either, because Crazyman comes sailing out of nowhere with a double cross-body to the outside on both competitors! DJ Jones tacks on the deuce by landing a springboard plancha of his own! Crazyman yells for a table, and DJ gladly complies. They set the table up on the outside, and they lay Level One on the table. Crazyman begins climbing the top rope, and he signals for the Elbow Drop! Just then, Mark Deniro comes out of nowhere, swinging a chair wildly like a Madman! He cracks DJ Jones in the head, and he begins to bleed immediately! While this is going on, Level One rolls off of the table, and Deniro delivers a shot to Crazyman who goes flying onto the table that Level One just rolled off of!

Level One grabs a chair and joins in on the fun, wailing away on a downed Crazyman. Meanwhile, Mark Deniro retrieves a ladder, and sets it up. He grabs DJ Jones by the hair, and begins to help him up the ladder along with him. They reach the top of the big ladder, and Deniro tries to execute a big suplex, but DJ Jones is fighting it! He fires off a few big shots the ribs, and once he gets Deniro off of him, he shoves him off the ladder to the cement floor on the outside! DJ then climbs to the top rung, keeping his balance perfectly, dives off, and lands a major frog splash to the outside on Deniro!

Fans: HE’S HARDCORE! HE’S HARDCORE! HE’S HARDCORE! HE’S HARDCORE!

Both men are stirring on the outside, as we return to the ring where Level One is busy with Crazyman. He currently has the upper hand, as he’s been working him over with the steel chair. Level One begins stalking Crazyman, patiently waiting for him to get to his feet. Once he does, Level One tosses the chair at Crazyman, but just as he goes to kick it in his face, Crazyman tosses it back! The chairs bounces off Level One’s skull, and Crazyman goes for the pin!

1….

2…

2 ½ …….

Level One gets the shoulder up! Crazyman quickly grabs the chair dented from Level One’s skull, and opens it up. He then helps Level One to his feet, shoots him off into the ropes, and traps him into the chair with a drop toe hold! Level One’s skull bounces off of the chair loudly as Level One rolls to the center of the ring. Crazyman roars, climbs up to the top rope, and nails a flying Elbow drop! Before he can get to the pin, however, he’s cut off by a returning Deniro who quickly muscles Crazyman to the mat. He unfolds the chair and lays it flat as he hoists Crazyman onto his shoulders for the Texas Tornado! He goes to drop him, but DJ Jones also reenters with a ladder and nails Deniro in the gut! He drops Crazyman, and the Fianna gives Deniro a double snap suplex onto the ladder! Crazyman then holds Deniro down on the ladder, As DJ Jones climbs to the top turnbuckle. He dives off for a splash, but Deniro forces his way out of it at the last second, causing DJ to crash and burn, face first onto the ladder!

Deniro then nearly takes Crazyman’s head off with a big boot! By now, Level One has recovered, and signals for the table! Deniro exits the ring to retrieve said table, and Level One mans another chair, which he uses to keep both men down while waiting on the table. Deniro sets two tables up on top of each other on the outside, and sets up two of the tallest ladders out there! Level One throws both men two the outside, and then tosses the chair to Deniro, who gladly administers some more chair therapy. Level One rolls DJ Jones onto the bottom table and Deniro helps Crazyman onto the top table. They both climb the ladders simultaneously. The higher up they get, the louder the crowd goes! They finally reach the top of the 20 foot ladders; they point at each other, play to the crowd, and dive off!




AND THEY BOTH NAIL BIG TIME DOUBLE SPLASHES THROUGH THE TABLES!!!!!!!!!!!!

Crowd: HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t!

All four men lay broken in the wreckage of the two tables. At this point, DJ Jones is completely coated in his own blood, and after being on the bottom of the wreckage, he appears to not be moving. More blood sprays from the open gash on his forehead. Crazyman stirs lightly, Level One is holding his midsection, and Deniro is the only one who has managed to get to his feet, though he appears to be hurt as well. He rolls under the bottom rope and lays there to catch his breath, while Level One and Crazyman groggily trade punches with each other still on the ground. DJ Jones still isn’t moving, as Crazyman goes to check on him after getting the better of the exchange with Level One. Meanwhile, Deniro has snucken up on Crazyman, and lays him out with a sickening steel chair shot! Crazyman is instantly busted, and now he, like his partner DJ, bleeds freely like a stuck pig! Level One joins in on the assault as he assists Deniro in throwing Crazyman into the steel steps! Deniro grabs Crazyman, and holds head down on the steps, while Level One grabs the top of the destroyed steps, and places it over Crazyman’s head so that now his face is trapped between two parts of the steel steps. Level One raises the chair, and smashes it on the steps, nearly crushing Crazyman’s head!

Crazyman goes limp, the crowd goes silent as the side of the once silver steel steps has been now painted completely red with the blood of Crazyman. Deniro moves the top of the bloody steps to show what’s left of the now motionless Crazyman, who like his partner DJ, has gone completely unresponsive. Even still, the two force members roll Crazyman back into the ring, where the assault continues. Both men stomp away on the Television Champion, repeatedly nailing him with hard boots to the face. Deniro walks to the other side of the ring, and demands the Television title. It’s given to him, and he kneels over Crazyman, and begins yelling in his face with the television title in his hand. He then begins to repeatedly ram the title into Crazyman’s face, and furthers his bleeding! He lays the bloody title over Crazyman’s face, and forces the ref to count.

1….

2….

2 ½

It’s broken up by DJ Jones, who brings down a ladder on the skull or Mark Deniro! Level One goes to intervene, but he gets nailed as well !. DJ, flying high on his second wind, grabs the ladder, puts his head through one of the rungs, and begins an airplane spin with the ladder! He repeatedly knocks Deniro and Level One to the ground! He then measures Level One, and drops him with the Mark Of Honor on the ladder! He goes for the pin
1…
2…

Kickout!

DJ can’t believe it! He has bigger issues to worry about, because now Mark Deniro is back to his feet, angry, and wants revenge for the ladder attack. He goes to grab DJ, who wisely slides under his grip, grabs him and drops him with a neckbreaker on the ladder! Crazyman is indeed alive, and he is also now back on his feet, as the Fianna is standing tall! And they have the force in their sights!

The two begin their huge comeback, first taking out Deniro with a double spear! DJ Jones grabs Level One, and drops him with a DJ driver!

The two bloodied fighters then set their focus on big Mark Deniro. They both grabs chair, and wait on either side of him. Deniro gets to his feet, but only for a second because when DJ and Crazyman swing their chairs at the same time, Mark’s head gets sandwiched in between the steel! Deniro goes limp on the mat, as Crazyman kicks Level One to the outside. Meanwhile, DJ Jones is occupied with Deniro in the ring. He grabs the bloodied Television title and in an effort to get revenge for Crazyman, begins to wail on him repeatedly! Meanwhile, Level One has turned the tide on the outside has slammed Crazyman into the barricade, and reopened the wound on his head! Back in the ring, DJ Jones has maintained control, and is measuring Mark Deniro for a Mark of Honor, runs at him, but in an act of desperation, Deniro hoists DJ up for a Texas Tornado! Both men are down, and we go to the outside, where the battle between Level One and Crazyman has spilled into the first row! The two are going wild, trading punches when DJ Jones, who we though was still down, comes sailing over the top rope and into the first row on Level One!

DJ appears to have banged his knee on the barricade going over, but he still makes it to his feet, and throws Level One back over onto the floor. DJ grabs another 20 foot ladder and begins to set it up in the ring. Meanwhile, Crazyman still has his hands full with Level One, who turns the tide with a thumb to the eye! He begins to dismantle the announcer’s table. We look away to see Crazyman pulling in the ring bell closer to him, as he appears to be playing possum…Level One grabs one of the monitors and goes to strike Crazyman, but Crazyman turns around at the last second and nails him with the ring bell! Level One automatically falls back on the announcer’s table.

Crazyman begins climbing the ladder as DJ goes to grab Mark Deniro, who quickly changes it up with a T-Bone suplex that nearly shakes the ring! Deniro begins to follow Crazyman up the ladder, but Crazyman catches him, and begins firing off shots on the head of Deniro. Deniro responds with hard shots to the ribs! They both battle all the way to the top rung, Where Crazyman hooks the big Deniro! Meanwhile, Level One rolls off of the table, and headed back in the ring. We go back to the top of the ladder, Where Mark Deniro has switched positions with Crazyman, but still can’t get him to move. Level One climbs up behind Crazyman with chair in hand, and delivers a stiff shot to the lower back of Crazyman! Mark Deniro grabs him, hooks him, pushes off of the ladder, and…..

….
…

LANDS A HUGE SUPERPLEX THROUGH THE ANNOUNCER’S TABLE!!!!!!!

Crowd: HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t!

Back in the ring, DJ Jones grabs Level One off of the ladder in an electric chair position. Level One, still with chair in hand, fires the chair off of the head of DJ Jones! DJ drops Level One, and goes to holding his bloody head, with Level One measuring him from behind. DJ turns around, and walks right in to a Darkness Shine! He goes for the pin
1…

2..

3!!!!

The bell rings, and Level One rolls over holding his head in disbelief! He goes to the outside and grabs Deniro from the wreckage of the table, as the make their way back into the ring.


Announcer: Your winners Level One and Mark Deniro! Level One gets a U.S title rematch, and Mark Deniro gets a T.V title shot!

Battered and bruised, the Fianna have risen to their feet, and slide back into the ring. The two teams come face to face again, but this time, instead of fighting, they shake hands, showing the respect they have for each other for putting on a good match. The four men stand side by side in the ring, and raise each other’s hands as the crowd delivers a standing ovation. The shot ends with Level One looking into the camera motioning that he will be U.S champion again.

[President Mac]

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BLOOD BATH HARDCORE TITLE MATCH

Matt Merricon
~VS~
Lance Fiennes (C)

An anticipatory hush fills the arena as the announcer makes his way to the center of the ring. Around the ring, various weapons are scattered. Trash cans, chairs, sledgehammers, two-by-fours, kendo sticks, ladders, tables, lead pipes, even a couple of crowbars. Carnage is almost guaranteed to go down in this ring tonight.

Announcer- Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a Blood Bath match for the Hardcore Championship. I would advise all cautious parents to shield their children's eyes from view at certain points during this match. The winner and thus the Hardcore Champion will be the wrestler who does not pass out from massive blood loss. We have EMTs and various other means of survival at the venue in the very likely case that one or both fail to show any signs of life at the end of this match.

"Sad But True" by Metallica hits and the arena is filled to the roof with deep jeers, the booing heard from miles away as pyro explodes and the young Matt Merricon walks out onto stage holding a black electric guitar, swaying his slick black hair back and forth as he plays along to the song while walking down the long ramp.

Announcer- First, on his way to the ring... weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds... MATT MERRICON!!!

Matt pauses his playing momentarily to hold his guitar up and growl loudly. The audience just boos louder. Laughing to himself now, Matt rises up the stairs and slips in under the top rope where he awaits his opponent. But everyone, including Matt, is disoriented and confused when unfamiliar music starts to play... "The Train" by Tim Buckley starts to play, the energetic strumming of the acoustic adding flavour to the tension as darkness falls over the arena. Then, with a bright flash, the pyro sprays out in glorious fashion and Lance Fiennes rocks out onto the stage throwing his Hardcore title into the air with one hand as his Ray-ban adorned face lights up the ring from where he stands.

Announcer- And, on his way to the ring... hailing from Buffalo, New York and weighing in at two hundred and fifty six pounds... he is the HARDCORE CHAMPION... LANCE FIENNES!!!!!!!!!!!

He lifts his vacant arm up and points down at Matt in the ring, shouting various words of wisdom in his direction before storming down the ramp, smiling, high-fiving various fans before dashing at the ring and slipping in under the bottom rope. His knack for sudden movement throws Matt off, losing him the opportunity to attack Lance as he entered.

MM- Wow Hanksy ol' boy... in my years of wrestling, I don't think one match's outcome has ever frightened me as much as the outcome of this one will. You think anyone will die in there?

Hanks- I'm probably gonna put money on Matt get torn to shreds by the Hardcore Champion. Literally.

MM- Don't count Matt out yet. He might know how to play our champion.

Lance pulls himself onto the nearest turnbuckle and holds his title into the air, the explosion of cheers nearly knocking him off the corner post. His eyes scan the various members of the audience, and after looking nearly every one of them in the eyes, he lowers his belt and turns to jump onto the mat... only for Matt to come along and crack him across the head with Matt's guitar!!! Lance's music dies as outside officials grab the fallen belt, and the music is replaced by a bellowing chorus of jeers as Matt throws the guitar wreck aside and laughs proudly to himself as Lance lies on the ground, bleeding from his head.

MM- Matt has an early advantage here!

Hanks- That was low!

Matt starts to stomp on Lance, and the incapacitated Fiennes is forced to just take the hits. Eventually, Matt picks Lance up and then takes him out with a snap suplex. With Lance down, Matt slips out of the ring and grabs a two-by-four. He slips into the ring, where Lance is rising with a chair in hand... and he goes to crack it over his head, but Lance swings his chair at the approaching weapon and knocks it from Matt's hands.

Hanks- Justice is coming, motherfucker!

But Matt ducks the chairshot and jabs Lance in the groin. Lance bends over, giving Matt ample room to hit a quick Merriconism!!!

MM- It would be over in a normal match!

Lance's neck is compressed against the mat, and he lies on the canvas dazed, blood still gushing from his head.

Hanks- Is it too late to change my bet?

Matt slips out of the ring again and heads for the ramp, where the ladders are lined up. He picks out the tallest one possible, getting a slight pop from an otherwise hostile crowd. He then pulls it up vertically and moves towards the ring, only to look up and see Lance falling down on him from the top rope with a clothesline! Lance lands perfectly on his feet as Matt is driven into the ground. The ladder falls forward, leaning on the ropes of the ring as Lance grabs a handful of Matt's hair, and with a second wind, drags him along the ringside mat to the stairs where he starts ruthlessly bashing the younger Merricon's head into the steel. Matt becomes dazed as a loud crack fills the arena and his nose shifts out of place, blood gushing from his nostrils and then his head.

Hanks- Take it to him, Lance, take it to him!

Lance growls in satisfaction and then, like a ragdoll, throws Matt aside. Merricon struggles to rise, but when he does, Lance grabs him and whips him chest first into the apron. Matt hits it, knocking the wind out of his sails before he turns around to receive a trash can lid to the face! Matt hits the floor as Lance looks at the bloody faceprint that remains on the aluminum trash can lid. He throws it aside like a frisbee and then lifts Merricon up into the ring. Lance slips on in and stomps on Matt a couple of times. He lifts him up and then outs him with a Scoop Slam before locking on a sleeper hold.

MM- I think the Hardcore Champ is trying to squeeze and pull the blood out of Matt.

Matt starts punching Lance across the face though, and eventually Lance loses his grip. He lets go, giving ample time for Matt to dash forth onto his feet, bounce back off the ropes and then lunge up, getting his legs around Lance's shoulders and then flipping back, hitting Lance with an efficient hurricanrana. Fiennes hits the floor and looks to return to his feet, but Matt runs up behind Lance and dropkicks him across the back of the head. Lance falls out through the bottom ropes to the outside.

Lance goes to rise, but Matt runs and lunges over the top rope, flipping in the air and landing on the Hardcore champ, who falls back into the security railing, knocking it back a few inches and scaring the shit out of the front row kids.

Hanks- Matt Merricon is throwing everything he has here tonight at his former mentor. He really needs to prove himself if he wants to be the Hardcore Champion.

Matt struggles to get up to his feet first, and he starts clubbing Lance across the head with his forearm. The two competitors are bleeding everywhere and Lance is dazed like he was earlier in the match. Matt grabs Lance by the scruff of his neck and drags him along the ground to the rampway where he drops him at the foot of the ramp. Matt looks around at a fan yelling abuse at him, and he snaps, wiping blood off his forehead and flicking it at the fan. Lance runs up behind Matt and hits him with a bulldog. He picks him up and slips him into the ring, but pulls Matt's head out so it's hanging over the apron. Lance gets onto the apron and holds his hand in the air, pointing to the ceiling as blood trickles down his face. The audience picks up in noise, cheering.

MM- This is one of his brother's patented moves I believe.

Hanks- This is for you, Joseph Fiennes!

Lance runs and then pulls himself up into the air with the aid of the ropes, then lands a leg drop across Matt's face. Lance hangs onto the ropes following the impact while Matt slumps out of the ring. Lance pulls himself into the ring where he falls to his knees to catch his breath. While his back is turned, though, Matt gets up to his feet, eyes the ladder leaning diagonally on the ring-ropes, and runs back onto the ramp before rushing at the ladder. Lance gets to his feet and looks around just in time for Matt to run up the ladder and lunge over the ropes, dropkicking Lance in the face!

Hanks- WOW!

MM- The challenger is quite the agile one, it appears.

Matt and Lance start to rise at the same time, but Matt runs at Lance first, only for the Hardcore champion to fall on one knee and deal a crushing palm to the gut of the challenger. Matt gasps for breath where he stands, and Lance subsequently whips him towards the furthest corner. Lance runs to follow him, but Matt, without warning, lunges to the top of the turnbuckle and hits a huge moonsault off the top, collecting Lance on the way down!!!

MM- Yee-owch! Gotcha there, Fiennes!

With Lance downed, Matt runs at the ropes, jumps on the second rop and flips back for a Lionsault... but nobody's home! Lance rolls away and out of the ring just in time, where he catches his breath before looking up and then dashing aside at the right moment as Matt tries once more to flip over the ropes and to the outside. Lance taps his head to show that he's got smarts, he grabs a chair and as Matt rises he ruthlessly cracks it over Matt's skull. Blood sprays out onto the faces of a couple of front row people. Lance throws the chair aside and grabs him by his hair, dragging him up the ramp and onto the stage. He pulls a groggy Matt onto his feet and then clotheslines him OFF the stage. Matt lands on a pile of wires with a loud thud, and the PA system statics for a few seconds before...

Hanks- Lance, no!

Lance jumps off stage and hits Matt with a HUGE elbow drop! Sparks fly up into the air as the two lie in the pile of wires, a total wreck. Matt stirs first, though, and he grabs hold of some wire and wraps it around Lance's neck. He digs his knee into Lance's back and starts to choke him with the wire. Lance stirs and starts choking, gasping for air, turning blue in the face before the challenger shoves Lance's head forth and lets go. He then looks at a fan in the audience, who stares back. Matt eyes what's in his hand and sees a kendo stick. He snatches it from the fan, turns to Lance who's started to rise, and then breaks the stick over Lance's head. Lance hits the floor, Matt wipes some of the fresher blood on his face off and walks towards the backstage area. The camera follows him, the image jerky as the cameraman struggles to keep up with the challenger.

MM- Where the hell is Matt going?

Matt looks to a stagehand fixing a light on top of a ladder and he grabs the stagehand by his shirt and pulls him off onto his back, knocking him out. The audience jeers from inside the arena while Matt folds the ladder and then hoists it up onto his shoulder, walking towards the parking lot area.

Hanks- What the hell is he going to do in there?

Reaching the parking lot, Matt walks over to where a large truck is parked and he sets up the ladder next to it. Suddenly, Lance runs out of nowhere, getting a huge pop from the audience inside the arena, and he's holding a trash can! He bashes it over Matt's head, letting it mould over him upon impact. Matt hits the floor, some clotted wounds reopened. Lance throws the bin aside and grabs Matt by his legs and drags him in the direction of a parked limo. He waves off the limo driver and then proceeds to throw Matt on top of the limo. Lance follows him up and picks Matt up, he sets him up for a Lance Bomb... he picks him up, but Matt slips out behind Lance and tries to hit a reverse DDT, but Lance elbows Matt in the gut, slips behind Matt, picks him up and drills him THROUGH THE LIMO'S WINDSHIELD with a HUGE Fiennes-O-Matic!!!

MM- Holy shit!

Two EwC referees run up to the carnage to check on the two, but finds Matt and Lance both groggy, but awake. They're bleeding everywhere now, and their bodies are coated in each others' dry blood. Lance pulls himself out of the carnage, brushing broken glass off of him before limping back to the wreckage and pulled Matt out. He opens the driver-side door to the limo and sticks Matt's leg in the door before pulling it back with the intention of crushing it, but Matt rolls back, getting his leg out of the way just as Lance slams the door to the car shut. Lance is distracted, but in the meantime, Matt crawls away in the direction of the ladder.

Hanks- Matt is desperate to go through with what he was setting up before...

Lance laughs at the challenger, slowly limping after him with a big toothy smile on his blood-soaked face. Matt reaches the dumpster nearest to the truck, and he pulls himself up with the aid of the rim. Lance limps confidently up behind him, but Matt reaches in and rips out a trash can lid, cracking it over Lance's face! Fiennes falls back, gripping his face in pain as a new wound sprays blood everywhere. Matt drops the trash can as Lance lies on the ground, and he heads for the ladder. He hoists himself up the ladder slowly as his intention is made much clearer.

MM- He wants to pull himself onto the truck...

Hanks- What? And jump off of it?

MM- So it seems!

Lance Fiennes stumbles to his feet and limps towards the ladder, blood dripping off the tip of his nose and onto his tongue. Tasting his own blood, he looks up at Matt, nearly at the top of the ladder, and growls in defiance. He pushes himself off his bad leg and rushes to the ladder, and in much faster fashion than Matt, pulls himself onto the ladder. Matt reaches out to the roof of the truck to try and pull himself up, but Lance gets to the top and whacks Matt in the jaw with a massive uppercut!

Hanks- The final stand at the top of the ladder!?

MM- They both must have lost at least a litre of blood by now, surely!?

Hanks- More than that, probably.

Matt spits blood into the air after the uppercut, and responds hastily with a punch back in Lance's direction. He clocks Lance across the cheek, and Fiennes nearly falls off the ladder, but hangs on with one arm. He reaches into his tights then with his free hand... and pulls out brass knuckles!!! The audience in the arena cheers at the sight of this as Lance puts it on his right fist and then rips himself back onto the top of the ladder, smacking Matt across the face and cutting open another facial wound. Matt nearly falls off the ladder himself, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the concrete below. Lance clocks Matt across the face again, but grabs a limp Matt's head and smashes it down on the top of the ladder. He holds it there, then Lance gets up another two steps and stands up straight, the ladder starting to wobble uncomfortably.

MM- What is Lance doing!?

Lance pulls Matt up another step and gets his head between Lance's legs, hoisting him up onto Lance's shoulders. The ladder is nearly about reading to topple over, but Lance manages to, with another blast of strength, POWERBOMB MATT OFF THE LADDER AND INTO THE DUMPSTER!!!

MM- HOLY SHIT!

Hanks- HOLY SHIT!

Audience- HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Lance slides down off the ladder and falls to his knees, putting a hand over his head as the bleeding starts to get to him. EMTs, meanwhile, run past him, nearly knocking him onto his back, numbered about ten and pouring into the dumpster to check on the downed Matt Merricon. Silence ensues as they sprawl over the challenger to check up on him... but then out of nowhere, nearly all the EMTs are shoved from the dumpster, and Matt Merricon roars almost like he's found his second or third wind, and he jumps out of the dumpster with a chair in his hands. He storms towards Lance, who looks up and gasps as though he's just seen a ghost. He lunges to his feet and staggers back, unable to defend himself as Matt approaches.

Hanks- Matt is alive! And he's about to claim his prize!

Lance backs into the corner wall of the parking lot and finds no other way out, sliding down the concrete and onto his ass as blood continues to pour down his face, onto his chest and then onto the ground in streams. He finds himself about to pass out, but struggles within himself to stay awake. He tenses his hands and wiggles his fingers and toes to try and get the blood flow going. Meanwhile, Matt Merricon edges closer and closer with his weapon.

Closer...

Closer...

Closer...

Closer...

Closer...

Closer...



He gets to within five metres of Lance and holds the chair up above his head but then suddenly his faces contorts and he drops the chair behind him. His arms slump down beside him and he stares at Lance, who stares back. Gashes all over Matt's body are openly flowing with blood, and with a final reach out, Matt collapses to the floor very suddenly and without warning. His eyes glaze over and then his eyelids, heavy, slam shut. A puddle of blood continues to manifest around him as trails of blood all over the parking lot paint the grim scene here tonight. The audience inside the arena, though, cheer wildly as EMTs from earlier rush over to Matt Merricon and check up on him. A few moments pass as they pull Matt onto his back. They note the extensive injuries on his body and especially his face and head, and one looks to a referee running into the parking lot with the Hardcore title belt in hand and a ring bell in the other, and they nod to him.

Hanks- IT'S OVER!!! IT'S OVER!!!

The referee rings the bells and runs over to Lance Fiennes in the corner, where another EMT is carefully checking up on him. Lance looks to the referee, smiles and nods to him. The referee pulls Lance to his feet and hands the Hardcore Title belt to him. Lance looks down at the centrepiece and lifts it to his face. Blood from his forehead spills all over the gold, but he embraces it nonetheless. The referee and EMTs look on, unable to hold back their admiration as the audience inside the arena shake the entire venue with their unanimous applause and cheers.

WINNER AND STILL HARDCORE CHAMPION: Lance Fiennes

MM- That was indeed one of the biggest shows of carnage I've ever watched.

Hanks- Amen to that, man. I just hope Matt isn't dead like his brother.

MM- But, ladies and gentlemen... Lance Fiennes is still our Hardcore Champion, and Shadow Man must be getting more and more nervous from where he sits.

Hanks- About Beth Harte?

MM- Well, yes, but also that Lance is shaping up to be a hot call to challenge Shadow's infamous Hardcore Title reign.

Hanks- He's still got ten more months to hold it, though, you think he can pull it off?

MM- If he can endure the next ten months like he endured this match, then he's probably the best bet at the moment.

Suddenly, the moment of glory is interrupted as a chair comes into view, cracking over the back of Lance's head!!! The referee and the EMTs scatter, taking Matt with them to a nearby ambulance as none other than HOPPER ROSE starts to wail on Lance Fiennes!!!

Hanks- WHAT THE HELL!!!

MM- Hopper Rose, you coward!

Hopper Rose grins at a staggering Lance, who nearly went down after that last shot, and he swings the chair around, catching Lance in the ribs. Lance hangs onto his Hardcore Title though the whole time. Hopper knees Lance in the face and swings the chair over his own head and then onto Lance's so hard that it breaks on it, the inner body of the chair reduced to a loose flap. Hopper lets go of the chair so it hangs like a necklace on the Hardcore champ. Lance collapses to the floor, but the Hardcore title remains tightly in his grip. Hopper gets a handful of Lance's blood soaked short hair and drags him around to the back of the nearby truck.

MM- Oh my God, it's a garbage truck!

Hanks- He's not thinking of...

Hopper hoists Lance up over his shoulders and then shoves him into the BACK of the garbage truck. He pulls the door shut and then walks around to the front. He gets inside, looks down at all the levers, and then pulls one. Police zoom in onto the scene as the back of the truck starts to shift and groan as the inner contents are seemingly crushed, with Lance inside!!!

Hanks- HOLY FUCK!!! LANCE IS DEAD! LANCE IS DEAD! He's not gonna survive that!

Hopper laughs maniacally to himself as the police rush onto the scene. One aims their pistol at Hopper, who, still grinning, raises his hands and gets out of the car. The cop quickly pulls out the lever and the crushing in the back stops, but Hopper grabs the cop's arm and breaks it over his knee. The policeman screams in pain as two more raise their guns to him, but are cracked over the heads in one fell swoop with the aid of a two by four that breaks over the second cop's head and then follows through to hit the other. They both collapse, and behind them, none other than Alex Draven stands, smiling to himself.

MM- Oh my God! Alex Draven and Hopper Rose!? What the hell!?

Alex Draven and Hopper Rose shake hands and they move around the back of the truck. They open the chute and the camera peers inside to find a heavily battered Lance Fiennes, in an even worse condition than he was before. Hopper and Alex laugh to themselves as they turn away and look into the camera, the audience inside the arena shaking with loud jeers.

Hopper- Ladies and gentlemen, we are the new force to be reckoned with in the EwC. We're against the gloryhounding selfishness of our current champions. We're here to cleanse the EwC of its arrogant poison. We are "THE BIG FUCK YOU", and ladies and gentlemen at home? FUCK YOU TOO. Lance Fiennes is the first of our many victims. And when he recovers... if he's not dead already... he better prepare to stick that gold on the line against the KING OF HARDCORE, Hopper Rose!!!

Alex Draven looks over his shoulder at the crushed Lance Fiennes and smiles.

Alex Draven- Let's not hold our breaths, eh Hopper? Hey Lance! What happened last time between us... is history. We've given you a head start on what you do best... and that is FUCKING OFF AND DYING. F.O.D. Lance Fiennes! F....... O....... D!

Hopper and Alex high five and look back at the destroyed Lance Fiennes before the camera cuts away...

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TRIPLE THREAT THEATRE X DIVISION TITLE & HCW TITLE MATCH


BDC (C)
~VS~
El Chupacabra (C)

^{Description:
Match one - Street Fight
Match two - Escape over the top only Cage Match
Match three - Ladder Match}

(Bell rings and match one is under way. Both men in the center of the ring. BDC calls for a test of strength with his arm stretched high in the air. Chupa just glares at BDC. Chupa goes right for the knee of BDC, but BDC is able to get him away from it. Chupa charges and BDC takes him over with a hip toss. Chupa is back up and BDC grabs him by the throat. BDC beals Chupa all the way to the other side of the ring. Chupa gets up and has a shocked look on his face. Chupa gets out of the ring and starts to walk away. BDC gets out and brings him back to the ring. BDC is standing over Chupa who is begging him off. BDC goes in for the kill, but Chupa pokes him in the eye! Chupa grabs the leg again and BDC is able to throw him off once again. Chupa charges and gets a big boot to the face! Chupa is lying on the mat holding his face as BDC plays to the crowd)


MM: Chupa had a plan, but it looks like BDC was ready.

Hanks: HcW Champ for a reason Mystery he is a smart man.


(Chupa gets back to his feet and BDC scoops him up. BDC with a BIG running powerslam! BDC covers
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Kickout by Chupa. Chupa is up and BDC goes to scoop him up again, but Chupa gets out and chop blocks BDC knee! Chupa starts to stomp away at the knee of BDC as BDC holds it in pain. Chupa grabs the knee and does what can only be called a DDT using his foot stretching out his leg! Chupa stands up and does another modified DDT with the leg! Chupa smiles and starts to strut around. Chupa with a loud WHOOO and legs BDC in A Figure Four Leg Lock!!!!!!!!!!!!)

MM: Chupa with a Figure 4?

Hanks: You know it has won other men lots of World Titles why not Chupa?

MM: Chupa is not Ric Flair?

Hanks: Who are you to doubt El Chupacabra?


(Chupa is wrenching the hold, but somehow BDC is able to roll over and reverse the pressure. Chupa breaks the hold. Both men are up. Chupa goes for another chop block, but BDC is able to somehow leap frog him!!!!! Chupa spins around and BDC floors him with a clothesline! Chupa is on wobbly legs. BDC with a boot and goes for a Blackout, but Chupa gets out of it. Chupa with a wild swing, but BDC ducks under and locks in The Lights Out!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Chupa is reaching out for the ropes, but BDC has him in the center of the ring. BDC has Chupa on the mat now. Ref checks Chupa's arm drops once! Drops twice! Chupa is fighting back! Chupa walks over to the nearest corner still fighting the hold. Chupa walks up the turnbuckle and pushes off the top one and lands on BDC into a cover!

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MM: And Chupa is not Bret Hart either.

Hanks: Pssh Chupa is awesome.


(Both men are up and groggy. BDC runs at Chupa. Chupa catches BDC and Wrist Clutch Exploder Suplex by Chupa onto BDC!!!!!!!!!!!!! Chupa quickly into a cover!)

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Chupa somehow gets a shoulder up!!!!!)

MM: That was incredible!

Hanks: These two are not going to give in and we still have two more matches between them to come tonight!

(Chupa is up and BDC goes for another Blackout, but Chupa gets out of it and leaves the ring. BDC and Chupa battle up the entrance way with BDC giving chase to his smaller opponent. We have made our way to a consession area and we do not see Chupa. BDC is looking around and Chupa appears and starts to throw food and drink at BDC! Chupa jumps off the counter. Chupa grabs BDC by the head and slams him face first into a steel door!!!!!!! Chupa with a cover!

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MM: BDC gets beaten on by food!

Hanks: Spot of the night!

( The two men continue to fight and have made their way into the mens room. Chupa gets thrown against a wall! Chupa is wobbling around. BDC grabs the head of Chupa and shoves it in a toilet and flushes!!!!!!!)

MM: Swirly! Swirly! BY GOD BDC with a SWIRLY!!!!!

Hanks: Nuts!


(BDC pulls out Chupa and covers

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kickout by Chupa!!!!!! BDC gets kicked low and Chupa runs out the mens room to the parking lot!!!!!! BDC is out there with him. Now Chupa off a car with a hurricanrana!!!!!!! Chupa with a cover !

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kickout by BDC!)

MM: I am speechless.

Hanks: What is next?

(Chupa goes back in and comes out with two tables! Chupa has the two tables set up out a few feet away from a semi-truck! Chupa makes his way up the ladder onto the semi with BDC not far behind. The two men are exchanghing hands and BDC is reeling! Chupa goes for a haymaker, but BDC with a boot and BLACKOUT OFF THE SEMI THROUGH THE DOUBLE STACK OF TABLES!!!!!!!!!!)

MM: You had to ask.

Hanks: I am almost sorry I did.

(Cover by BDC!)

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Winner: BDC

MM: How can they top that?

Hanks: Top it! How can either man move after that!!!!!!

(The bell once again rings and we are seeing Chupa standing across the ring from BDC for the second time tonight. The two men this time are inside of a fifteen foot high steel cage. Chupa has a cocky smile on his face and points to the top of the cage. BDC nods and we are off. Chupa with a quick go behind on BDC and takes him down to the mat. Chupa goes right for a leg bar submission hold, but BDC kicks him away with his good leg. Chupa up and BDC with a sidewalk slam! Chupa hits the mat hard. BDC off the ropes and drops a big time elbow. BDC picks up Chupa and gives him a snake eyes. Chupa is against the turnbuckle and BDC starts to lay in some big knee's to the gut of Chupa. BDC backs up and starts to lay in a series of elbows to the side of Chupa's head. BDC finally backs off and Chupa starts to walk out, but flops down face first to the mat.)

MM: Chupa is getting dominated out there.

Hanks: BDC had a fire lit under his ass, but I have not seen anyone ever do this to Chupa in EwC or ever for that matter.

(BDC taunts Chupa to get up. BDC scoops up Chupa for another snake eyes, but Chupa rakes the face of BDC to get out. BDC drops Chupa, but right away BDC kicks Chupa in the face. BDC picks up Chupa and lawndarts him face first into the cage!!!!!! Chupa bounces back and BDC scoops him up again and another lawndart face first into the cage!!!!!! BDC scoops him up again and a third lawndart into the cage!!!!!!! Chupa is lying on the mat. BDC goes to pick up Chupa again and Chupa with an uppercut straight to the groin of BDC. Chupa crawls over to the corner and pulls himself up. You can see the blood coming out of the eyeholes of his mask. Chupa undoes his mask and takes it off. We can now see the blood literally flowing down his face. Chupa starts to whipe away the blood and BDC is back to his feet.)


MM: Um Chupa turn around.

Hanks: Or don't you may not want to see that.

(Chupa turns around and comes face to face with a pissed off BDC. BDC goes for Chupa, but Chupa gets out of the way. BDC is able to grab Chupa again and this time has in by the throat. BDC has Chupa up high and is choking the life out of him. Chupa is kicking around and BDC throws him into the cage the back of Chupa's head connects hard! Chupa is holding the back of his head and BDC backs up. BDC off the ropes and runs at Chupa going to take off his head with a big boot, but Chupa ducks and BDC's injured leg is stuck in the cage wall! Chupa back up a bit and then lays in a kick to the knee of BDC! Chupa with another kick to the leg and knee of BDC. BDC is clutching at his leg in the cage. Chupa goes to the top rope and leap off with an elnow to the leg and knee of BDC!)

MM: Oh my god.

Hanks: He crippled BDC

(The ref makes Chupa get away and asks BDC if he wants to quit, but BDC says no. BDC gets his leg out of the cage and right away Chupa with a crop block!!!!!!! Chupa grabs the leg of BDC and falls back onto the mat! Chupa up and the same thing. A third time. A fourth time!!!!!! Chupa stands over his fallen opponent laughing. Chupa starts to make his way up the cage, but BDC grabs his foot. Chupa jumps down off the cage and kicks BDC in the face. Chupa locks BDC in a sharpshooter! Chupa is wrenching on BDC who is in pain. BDC is able to sit up and kick Chupa out of the hold. BDC is up and limping around. Chupa with a dropkcik to the knee cap on the injured leg of BDC! BDC is somehow up and Chupa goes for another dropkick, but BDC dodges and drops an elbow to the back of Chupa's head. )

MM: BDC is up at least.

Hanks: So he is not crippled and that is what is important.

(BDC starts to walk around the cage to get the feeling back into his injurd leg. Chupa is up and gets a right hand between the eyes from BDC. Chupa up and BDC with a back body drop into the cage! BDC starts to climb up, but Chupa grabs the leg of BDC and gives him a dragon scew leg whip off the side of the cage! BDC hits the mat with a thud. Chupa gets into his tights and pulls out a rail road spike. Chupa mounts BDC and starts to repeatedly slam the spike into his forehead!!!!!! BDC is starting to bleed a bit. Chupa takes the spike and digs it into the face of BDC before raking it across! BDC has a literally four inch gash across his forehead now!!!!!!! Chupa stands up and has a sadistic smile across his face as BDC lies in a pool of his own blood. )

MM: These two men are killing one another.

Hanks: And it is all legal in the match!

(Chupa goes to the door and yells at the ref to get him a table! The ref does as he is told and now a table is introduced into this match. Chupa picks up the lifeless BDC and plants his head on the mat with a DDT. Chupa sets up the table in the corner as BDC gets up somehow. BDC goes for a Blackout, but Chupa gets on the cage and kicks him in the face. BDC falls to the mat and Chupa is on top of the cage. Chupa leaps off with a Double Rotation 450 Splash, but BDC rolls out of the way!!!!!!!!! BDC picks up Chupa and goes for a running Blackout, but Chupa gets out! Chupa grabs BDC and Wrist Clutch Exploder Suplex into the table set up in the corner!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BDC's head met the table hard and he is folded up like an acordion!!!!!!!! Chupa up slowly and makes his way up the cage! Chupa up top and BDC is not moving still. Chupa hits the floor!!!!!!!)


Winner: El Chupacabra! Score BDC 1/Chupa 1

MM: The ring is drenched in blood.

Hanks: I have never in my life.

MM: And they still have another match to go.

(The bell rings for the final time tonight for these two gentlemen. We have came a long way. After the blood bath that was the cage match each man is now bandaged up. Two men have went through hell tonight and they are about to do it one more time. Both men look up into the air to see the two belt hanging twenty feet above them and let out a sigh of disappointment. This is not going to get any easier for them it is only going to get harder. Start off my the two circling one another. Chupa gets behind BDC and waistlocks him down to the mat. Chupa goes for a leg submission, but BDC kicks him away with his good leg. Both men are up and BDC scoops up Chupa before pressing him over and over again and slamming him down to the mat hard. Chupa is up and BDC goes for big right hand, but Chupa gets out of the ring before he can connect.)

MM: This has changed. Chupa much less agressive.

Hanks: You can see the fatigue on their faces.

(Chupa gets back in the ring. BDC goes for a punch, but it is blocked and Chupa connects with a couple of his own. Chupa scoops up BDC and slams him to the mat hard! Chupa off the ropes and drops a knee. Chupa off the other side and hits a running front flip senton splash!!!! Chupa goes up top and BDC gets to his feet. Chupa goes for a flying crossbody block, but is caught by BDC who gives him a fall away slam over the top rope to the outside. BDC goes to the outside and grabs a ladder. BDC sets up the ladder in a corner before getting Chupa back into the ring. BDC has Chupa limp and points at the ladder in the corner. BDC goes for a running Blackout onto the ladder in the corner. Chupa gets out and goes for a Wrist Clutch Exploder Suplex, but BDC elbows him to get out and BDC with a press slam tossing Chupa into the ladder!)

MM: Oh god his back!

Hanks: Chupa is in trouble early on in the match.

(BDC picks up Chupa and starts to rake his face against the steps the ladder. Chupa's wraps have came off now and he is bleeding once again. BDC goes to pick up Chupa, but Chupa gets under him and delivers a Death Valley Driver on the over three hundred pounder into the ladder!!!!!!!! BDC is bleeding again and now that we can see his back Chupa has a few bloody cuts on it. Chupa is barely able to stand as he pushes BDC off the ladder and takes it to the center of the ring. Chupa starts to climb, but does not get far before BDC pulls him down. BDC has Chupa and delivers an inverted atomic drop! BDC collapses before get can start to climb the ladder. Both men to their feet and BDC has Chupa for a press slam looking to toss him out of the ring again, but Chupa gets out by raking his eyes. Chupa with a dropkick to the knee of BDC and then follows up with The Shinning Yakuza Kick right to the face of BDC!)

MM: That kick!

Hanks: But Chupa is not moving an inch afterwards. These two have punished eachother too much tonight neither might be able to win the ladder match.


(Chupa up to his feet and grabs the ladder putting it on the neck of BDC before climbing. Chupa is on his way up, but only gets half way before BDC is able to push the ladder off of his neck sending Chupa down to the mat before rolling out of the ring holding his chest. BDC is up slowly and gets the ladder set up. BDC is making his way up the ladder slowly, but surely. BDC gets within an arm length before Chupa with a springboard into a neckbreaker that takes BDC off the ladder! Chupa to the outside and grabs a table before setting it up in the ring. Chupa acts like he is going to try to body slam BDC through the table, but BDC stops him. BDC with a kick to the face of Chupa and starts to make his way up the ladder. Chupa crawls to the other side of the ladder and makes his way up as well. The two men are exchanging blows at the top of the ladder. Chupa with an eyepoke! Chupa with a sunset flip into a powerbomb off the ladder putting BDC through the table!!!!!!!!)

MM: Well at least BDC tried tonight.

Hanks: You never know this may not be over.

(Chupa lies on BDC no one moving. The ref stands around not knowing what to do. Both men start to stir. BDC with a punch. Chupa fires back. BDC with another punch and Chupa this time kicks him square in the knee!!!!! BDC down to the mat in a heap! Chupa to the outside and grabs a chair. Chupa with a chair shot to the knee of BDC! A second! A third! Chupa tosses the chair to the outside. Chupa stands over BDC pointing at him and yelling in his face. BDC reaches up and grabs Chupa by the throat! Chupa just stomps on the face of BDC to cause him to let the choke hold go. Chupa gets on his knees pounding on the face of BDC repeatedly! Chupa not letting up on the big man here. Chupa is nuts! He has lost it! It took him three matches, but Chupa has finally flipped out on BDC.)

MM: What in the hell is that?

Hanks: Chupa has gone crazy man I do not know what happened to him here.

(Chupa finally gets off of BDC and goes to a corner. Chupa taunts the crowd before going out of the ring and grabbing a mic.)


Chupa: I told you so you son of a bitch. No one beats El Chupacabra! Now all I have to do is climb that damn ladder to take those titles.

(Chupa back in the ring and starts to climb up the ladder. Chupa is almost there. BDC nails Chupa in the back and powerbombs him to the canvas!!!!!! BDC is up and starts to walk around the ring. Chupa stands up and BDC with a big boot to the face. BDC starts to climb up the ladder slowly. BDC is getting there, but Chupa gets into his tights again pull out the spike. BDC almost has the titles, but Chupa to his feet and STABS BDC IN HIS BAD LEG WITH THE RAIL ROAD SPIKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

MM: Did I just see that.

Hanks: Looks like it.

(Chupa starts up the ladder as BDC grabs the spike. Chupa is half way up and BDC pulls the spike out of his leg!!!!! BDC is up! BDC looks at the spike and STABS CHUPA IN THE SIDE!!!!!!!!!!! Chupa hits the mat and is rolling around clutching at his stab wound. BDC up the ladder. Chupa has not got up yet! BDC gets the belts!!!!!!!!!!!)

Winner: BDC (Still HcW Champ new X Champ!)

[President Mac]

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TRIPLE THREAT EWC CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

Joey Orsome
~VS~
James Chambers
~VS~
Moses Lake (C)

We fade in to see Mystery Man standing in the ring with a microphone. He has a huge smile on his face as he puts the mic to his lips.

MM:Ladies and Gentlemen, here to perform his new single “Gossip” from his upcoming album Tha Carter 3, And James Chambers’s new theme, give it up for Lil’ Wayne!!!!!

The arena goes dark for a second, but then a pyro explosion brings the arena back to life, and when they come back on, we see Lil’ Wayne standing on stage with his hood down. The crowd is going crazy at this point. “Gossip” begins, Wayne throws off his hood and steps forward with the microphone.

Stop, hatin’ on a……
That is a weak emotion, the lady of a…..
But you could get tipped like you waitin’ on a…..
Put a body bag and a apron on a…….
I give my all behind the mic
But you could never see if you
sit behind the light
You don't have to pick me
To win the title fight
But I'ma wear that
championship belt so tight
And if I'm wrong there is no right
And if I'm wrong there is no white
I'm triin to be polite
But you bitches in my hair
like the fuckin po-lice
My flow is rare
These other rappers nice
These other rappers bark
Some of them even bite
But I'm much more bright
I give the game sight
So before you dim the light
You just might might wanna

Think it over, think it over,
ooo think it over baby
Stop!



Announcer- The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a TRIPLE THREAT match for the EwC Undisputed Title!!!

The hulking silhouette of The Beast is defined by a small white light shining upward on his massive frame. As the beat drops the lights come back on, and gold pyros explode as the audience cheers wildly.

Announcer- On the way to the ring, weighing in at three hundred and twenty-one pounds... James "The Beast" Chambers!!!!!


The lights dim as "Beer" by Reel Big Fish hits the amps. The audience cheers loudly as Moses comes out into the entry way and poses with the EwC title as pyros go off around him.

Announcer- Now introducing, from Upriver, New Brunswick, Canada, and weighing in at 228 pounds, he is the EwC Undisputed Champion of the World; MOSES LAKE!

Moses high-fives the fans as he jogs down to the ring, then he seal dives in under the bottom rope and poses on the ropes. He takes off his "Moses Choked Me Out" t-shirt and tosses it into the crowd before posing once more in the centre of the ring with his belt. The referee takes the gold from him and stands back, waiting for the next man.

James steps out onto the ramp, prompting several more pyros to go off. Tonight, he is without Rusty and Uncle Matthew as he trudges forward to the ring. He stops midway to look around and take in the capacity crowd. He slaps a couple of fives, and runs into the ring at full speed. He takes of his shirt, throws it in the crowd, and hops up on the second turnbuckle, where he motions that he will leave champion tonight. He then leaps down and prepares for the match

"This Fire Burns" by Killswitch Engage blasts through the speakers and Joey Orsome runs out on stage waving his arms about in a frenetic fashion before putting his left foot forward and down hard on stage, holding out one hand and pulling a cool gesture. The audience can't help but cheer for the wild card entrant and arguably the outsider of the match.

Hanks- Here comes the wild-card entrant, cashing in the title shot he earned against Jesse Nuñez back in September.

Announcer- And hailing from San Diego, California, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds... Joey Orsome!!!

Another huge pop from the crowd as Joey strides down to the ring, confident of the match ahead as he rubs his nose and then high fives some of the front rowers before slipping into the ring and lunging on the nearest turnbuckle, holding his arms up for the crowd.

MM- Hey Hanks, you reckon Orsome can pull this off and win the EwC title after so long?

Hanks- Anything is possible in a match like this.

Orsome lunges off the ropes and looks over at his two opponents. Orsome and Lake see eye to eye, then they look at the immense Chambers, who glares at them both in return. The bell chimes and both Lake and Orsome team up on Chambers, pushing him back into his corner and stomping mudholes into him, punching him across the head over and over, Orsome then pulls Chambers out and hits him with a bulldog before getting up to be clotheslined by Moses Lake. Chambers rolls aside to the apron while Lake starts to stomp on Orsome, who rolls to the other hand only for Moses to get a hold of the ropes and start stomping on the challenger. Orsome slips out of the ring to recuperate, leaving Lake to yell at him from inside the ring, pointing over the ropes at Joey.

MM- I wouldn't turn my back on Chambers, Lake!

Lake turns around only to be kicked in the gut. Lake doubles over, but Chambers gets a hold of his neck and abdomen and lifts him up above his head. Orsome laughs at Lake from outside the ring, pointing at what Chambers is carrying. James looks over to Orsome, smirks, and then proceeds to throw Lake over the ropes and on top of Orsome. Both men hit the floor while Chambers claps his hands and pats himself on the back.

Hanks- Ouch. Lake got manhandled there.

MM- Yeah, and Orsome paid the price for being a smartass!

Hanks- About time, too.

Lake gets up first and starts stomping on Orsome as people in the front row scream in the champ's face. Lake looks up at a teenager with too much acne and flips him the bird, then turns to Orsome and grabs him by his hair, turning around to slam him against the stairs. Orsome lies on the outside as Lake slides into the ring and stands up to look across the ring at a confident and relatively unhinged James Chambers. Lake storms towards Chambers, who lifts a leg, but Lake catches it and then sweeps Chamber's other leg from beneath him rather easily. With Chambers downed, Lake rolls forward, holding both his legs, rolling up the big man.

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Orsome is back in the ring, clubbing Chambers over the head over and over, but his physical inferiority doesn't phase Chambers, who just turns and elbows Orsome across the face before coming up behind him and taking him out with a mat slam. James holds his arms up for the ecstatic audience while Lake finds time to slip out of the ring and pull out a chair still stained with blood from the earlier Hardcore Title match!

MM- No, Moses... I think we've seen enough blood for one night.

Frustrated with Chambers' inability to just go down, Lake glares at a knowing Chambers. The referee hasn't caught wind of what Lake is holding yet, but then Orsome rushes up behind Chambers and rolls him up!

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The referee breaks up the pin and starts to argue with Joey as Moses slips into the ring with the chair in hand. He storms up behind Chambers, who turns around to get a face full of chair from the EwC champ!!! James hits the canvas with a huge thud before Lake drops the chair and goes to pin Chambers. But Joey shoves the referee aside and pulls Lake off the big black man. The two start to argue, but Moses proceeds to kick Orsome in the gut and DDT him onto Chambers.

Hanks- Damn! Way to take out the big guy, Mosie!

MM- That's why he was the Hardcore champ before he won big right before Stablewars.

Moses turns back to pin Chambers, but he's already up! A bleeding James thwacks Moses across the jaw with a massive right hand, showing his boxing prowess. Lake stumbles back, dazed, before Chambers comes up behind him and hits him with a German Suplex OUT OF THE RING!!! Chambers turns to Orsome, picks him up and goes for a BEAST SEASON! HE HITS!!! A pin!!!

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Chambers looks wide-eyed at Orsome's last ounce of strength used to avoid the loss. He snarls and pulls Orsome away from the ropes before trying to pin him again.

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Shaking his head, Chambers picks Orsome up and whips him into the corner before rushing at him for a body splash. But Orsome slips out of the way and Chambers nearly knocks the pole off the corner of the ring as he hits nothing but turnbuckle! Chambers staggers back, turns around and is hit with the IMPACT FACTOR! Orsome pins Chambers!

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Moses snatches Joey by the hair and shoves him into the corner where he follows with huge knees to the gut. He throws some punches to the face of Orsome, then lifts him on top of the turnbuckle, gets up and takes him down with an agile frankensteiner! Moses then turns to Chambers, who starts to rise, and he goes to stomp on him to put him back down, but Chambers ducks down to one knee, grabs a hold of the ropes, and pushes Moses over the ropes! BUT LAKE LANDS ON THE APRON!

MM- Uh-oh!

Chambers turns to Lake who goes to punch him, but Chambers ducks down and shoulders Lake in the stomach, causing him to fall off the apron, hit his head on the edge of the ring, and then topple to the outside. Orsome runs up behind Chambers though and shoves him over the ropes. Chambers falls off and onto Lake, who lets out a gasp upon the impact of all that weight falling on top of him. Orsome then runs and lunges over the ropes and to the outside, on top of the two competitors.

Hanks- Orsome really wants that belt here tonight...

MM- I would too if I were a little butt-pirate like Joey.

Orsome gets off of Chambers who rolls off a rather flattened Moses Lake. The three back away from each other, and Joey runs up the stairs and into the ring while Lake crawls off to the other corner of ringside and Chambers backs up onto the ramp. The space between the three isn't enough to distance the tension between the three as sweat pours down the foreheads of Lake and Orsome, and blood down Chambers'...

Joey throws himself though the ropes at Lake, but Moses steps to the side, letting Joey plummet into the security barrier. Chambers rushes from the ramp to clothesline Moses OVER THE RAILING!

MM: Oh my!!!!!

HANKS: Wow! What power!!!

Chambers grabs Joey by his hair and sweeps him into the ring. Moses slowly tries to pull himself out of the crowd as James Chambers waits for Orsome to get up before hitting..

MM / HANKS: BEAST SEASON! BEAST SEASON!!!

Chambers pins! Moses spots the pinfall and, with a burst of energy, rushes to try and return to the ring...

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MOSES IS TOO LATE!!!

Lake crumples in the ring, just metres short of Orsome and Chambers, and bashes his fist against the canvas.

Streamers start to fall from the roof as the audience cheers wildly for the new EwC Champion, James Chambers, who gets to his feet and is handed the belt.

He looks down at the centrepiece and kisses it before holding it above his head as the audience gets to their feet and cheers wildly for the new champ.

WINNER AND NEW EWC WORLD CHAMPION: JAMES CHAMBERS

MM: I can't belive what I am seeing....Moses Lake can't belive it either

HANKS: Moses does not look happy...not one bit

MM: I still...I am....this is a major major shocker. I mean King of the Cage was one thing...but...this....this is incredible

HANKS: What a fast start to this mans EWC Career...this is insane...I have never seen this in all my life...what an upset

[President Mac]

[President Mac]

The camera cuts backstage as Joey limps into the hallway, scowling to himself about the end result of the match. He walks past the snack table and snatches a nacho while he's at it, munching it down while swirling about the blood in his mouth. He starts to gain a little confidence in his stride, picking his head up.

MM- It's not over for Joey Orsome, Hanks...

Hanks- Too right. Keep your head high, Joey, and— HOLY SHIT!

From the side, the familiar and much jeered sight of Hopper Rose and Alex Draven, who run in from the side and chair Orsome across the side of the head, taking him completely out. As Joey lies in the hallway, bleeding out his skull, Draven grabs one of Joey's legs and hoists it up onto the lip of a boxes-only dumpster in the hallway. He lifts the lid up and smacks it down on Joey's leg, causing him to scream out in agony. Draven grabs his leg and puts it on the lid, this time bashing the lid across his leg over and over until it appears to badly bruise over and bend in shape. The audience, jeering, starts to cringe at the sight of it.

Hanks- I can't believe this... Hopper and Alex Draven are actually the biggest assholes in the EwC.

MM- They've taken out Lance Fiennes and Joey Orsome... and they were gonna be the biggest tag team on Brawl!?

Hanks- And Orsome was gonna be an EwC Champ before long!?

MM- AND LANCE WAS GONNA BE THE BEST DAMN HARDCORE CHAMP THERE EVER WAS!?

Hanks & MM- WHAT THE FUCK!?!??!?!?!?!!?!

Hanks- Hopper and Draven, I hope you two get what's coming to ya.

Draven and Hopper, laughing to themselves, walk off, leaving Orsome's leg messed up, before fading away to the last match of the night...[/color]

[President Mac]

[President Mac]

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MAIN EVENT


RAGE IN THE CAGE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH
Beth Harte
~VS~
Shadow Man (C)

^{Description: A Hell in a Cell cage wrapped in barb wire, with two garbage cans filled with weapons handcuffed to two turnbuckles of the ring. The key to the lock of the cage is hanging from the top of the cage along with the EWC WORLD TITLE. The only way to win is to get a ladder from under the ring, climb it, grab the key & the title, unlock the door, and exit the cage with the title in hand.}

Announcer: And now, it’s time for you’re Main-event! This match, will be contested in a Hell in the Cell, where the winner must grab the key in which hangs high above the ring, along with the title. And must, escape the cage with the TITLE IN HAND! Now, Introducing first. Weighing in at 99 pounds! She is the current EWC United states champion, please welcome.

Beth Harte!!!

Beth makes her way to the ring, waving to the fans, and enters through the cell door. Beth then slides into the ring and stands on the far turnbuckle and raises her arms.

The lights in the arena slowly begin to dim as everyone in the arena quickly get's to their feet and begin to make some noise. Save Me by Remy Zero then begins to play over the Sound System as three strobe lights begin to pulse in the entrance way, fog then begins to rise from below the stage in front of the entrance.

The X-Treme Tron lights up counting down from 9 all the way to 1. It seems as though every single person is on there feet counting down the numbers. Once it gets to 0 large letters flash “IT'S SHOWTIME”.

An enormous uproar of cheers now blends out the blasting of Save Me! A few moments later Shadow Man walks from behind the wall of Fog onto the stage. He stands their for a few seconds with a smirk on his face and begins to point to the fans who are screaming the loudest.

He then turns and points towards the entrance as Shadow Man's sister Mya walks from behind the wall of Fog as well.

Announcer: On his way to the ring, he is the CURRENT EWC WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION,

He is…SHADOW MAN!!!

Shadow then looks towards the camera with a cocky yet confident look on his face as they begin to walk down the ramp and towards the ring. On the way he makes silly faces into the camera. After waving at the fans while walking down the ramp Shadow lets go of Mya's hand and runs and slides onto the ring apron on one knee and holding onto the middle Rope, Shadow gets to his feet and in a cocky manor steps threw the first and second Ropes.

He then gets into the ring and runs over to the corner and jumps up onto the second turnbuckle. He pats himself on the chest twice and then points to all the screaming fans. He then points to the sky and pumps his fist for Memphis Reigns!

Shadow then jumps down from the turnbuckle and turns around and leans in the corner and awaits for the match to begin

The bell is rung, as Beth crouches down getting a feel for the dangerous surroundings of the cage. Shadow Man, looks on proudly as the fans start a loud ‘’let’s go Shadow Man’’ chant around the arena. Shadow Man smiles, as if to say the people have spoken.

HANKS- I can tell, this is going to be one hell of a match here tonight.

MM- This is the Main-Event! This is the match, in which will end off a great year of wrestling.

Shadow Man extends a hand, while Beth tries to keep focus.

Beth accepts the hand shake, and Shadow Man takes the opportunity to toss Beth to the ropes. Beth comes back with a clothesline, but Shadow ducks under. Shadow hits Beth with a well place knee to the mid-section, and than a clubbing blow to the back of the head.

Shadow Man grabs Beth by the waist, and goes for a German Suplex but Beth blocks the maneuver by hooking her leg around Shadow’s.

Beth elbows Shadow Man across the face, and than springs off the ropes and hits a quick Dragonrana.

HANKS- Wow, Beth looks impressive early on in this match.

MM- Its cause she has tits, isn’t it?

HANKS- No, of course not.

MM- SEXIST PIG!

Shadow Man, quickly springs up and looks slight impressed as Beth stands on guard calculating her next move. Shadow Man, shakes it off and circles around Beth.

Shadow Man uses his body strength to push Beth into a nearby turn-buckle as a Garbage can full of weapons chained to the turn-buckle gets pushed aside.

Shadow Man, hits Beth with shoulders to the gut which sends her yelping in pain.

Shadow Man backs up, and than charges Beth going for a corner cross body splash but Beth avoids it. Beth picks up the garbage can and swings it into Shadow Man mid-section as the weapons pour out of the trash can.

HANKS- That is going to hurt.

MM- Look, that garbage can was filled with thumb-tacks, pieces of glass and sharp pieces of metal blades!

Beth’s eyes, nearly pop out of her head as the pieces of broken glass, blades, and thumbtacks spill all underneath the corner turn-buckle. Shadow Man crawls away from the pieces of broken tacks and glass.

Beth uses her feet to kick in garbage can contents, back into the garbage can. Beth props up, the garbage can as she turns her back away from Shadow Man, who is trying to regain his composure. Beth falls to the floor, and plays possum as Shadow Man makes his way to his feet.

HANKS- What the hell happened to Beth, she was fine a minute ago?

MM- It’s called a trap. Beth, has something planned I can feel it.

Shadow Man is up, and sees Beth toppled over. Shadow Man makes his way to Beth, and grabs her by the hair. Beth grabs the garbage can and flips it over her head! The contents of sharp glass, thumbtacks, and blades fly into Shadow Man’s face as he falls to the floor, screaming in pain.

The EwC fans, chant ‘’Holy Shit’’ as Shadow Man rolls around in utter pain screaming for help!

HANKS- Holy shit! What the hell was that!

MM- Shadow Man might retire after that! I wouldn’t be surprised if he went blind after this match.

Shadow Man, bleeds from his face while Beth watches on in amazement. Shadow Man, removes his hands from his face as thumbtacks cover his upper brow and a sharp blade sticks out through the top of his head, as blood pours out of it profusely.

Shadow Man, watches in horror and he knows he has suffered some severe damage. Beth Harte knows this and leaves the ring on search for a ladder to receive her prize.

HANKS- Beth, looks like she wants to end this early!

MM- End it she shall. Shadow Man, won’t make it out alive at this point.

Beth picks up the ladder, as she struggles to lift it into the ring. Shadow Man, somehow makes it to his feet to his own surprise, and rips the blade out of his head, as the thumbtacks still remain embedded in his skull. Beth, has the ladder leaned onto the ropes and is trying to lift it over the rope and into the ring.

HANKS- Beth looks to be struggling with that ladder.

Shadow Man is up to his feet, as Beth freezes in shock. Shadow Man, screams out to the crowd who cheers as Beth makes the decision to run up the ladder!

But Shadow Man charges at the ladder and gets there first, and Beth is half way up.

Shadow Man tosses the ladder with Beth on it, RIGHT INTO THE BARBED WIRE CELL!

Beth’s tank top and pants gets stuck in the barbed wire cell, as she hangs from the cell wall half passed out!

THE CROWD IS OFF THERE FEET, AND ARE CHANTING ‘’HOLY FUCK’’

HANKS- Oh, my god! Shadow Man just killed Beth Harte.

MM- I can’t even Mark out right now, I’m in shock.

HANKS- I’m in shock, and mark I shall!

Shadow Man falls to his knees as he watches Beth hang high against the cell wall her body his limp.

Blood drips from her back, as it pours onto the floor below.

Shadow Man leaves the ring, and sets up the ladder out-side the ring. Shadow Man picks up a steel chair, and climbs up to the top-of the ladder.

Beth’s eyes open, as she realizes exactly what happened, and she screams out in fear.

She kicks, and screams as the barbed wire tortures her flesh every second that goes by.

Shadow Man, hoists the steel chair in the air before jumping off towards the cage smashing the steel chair across Beth’s face!

The impact causes Beth, to fall loose as she crashes to the concrete below, alongside shadow man.

The fans have gone apes-shit once again.

HANKS- These two superstars are known for there good looks. I think all will be forgotten after this match is all said and done.

MM- I don’t know about Shadow Man, but Beth is still looking good.

Shadow Man is up, as he looks at Beth who lies on your stomach face down. Her tank-top is ripped, as well as holes in her pants. Her back, has gashes down the side as blood creeps down her torso, profusely.

Shadow Man, picks up the ladder and set’s it up in the middle of the ring. Shadow Man begins to climb up, as he fiddles around with the key. Beth slowly begins to stir, and soon climbs into the ring. Shadow Man, has gotten the key. And is now reaching over to grab the title. Wait! Beth is in the ring, as she begins to climb up the ladder.

Shadow Man, stops going for the title as he tosses the key, down below. Shadow Man, waits for Beth to reach the top, ready to do battle.

HANKS- Risky move, did Shadow Man just toss the key down to the ring? He’s going to need that.

MM- Well, as long as somebody doesn’t eat it. We’re safe.

HANKS- Hey, don’t grab me!

MM- Well, don’t try to scam off and eat the key!

HANKS- …What, I’m hungry!

Shadow Man gets quick offense in, as he grabs Beth’s hair and smashes her face into the rung of the ladder.

Beth, begins to bleed from the top of her head as he begins to smash right hands into the face of Beth. Shadow Man grabs Beth, and sets up for a power bomb!

Shadow Man, jumps off the ladder but Beth somehow reverses it into a mid-air hurricanrana coming down! Shadow Man flies through the air and smashes against the mat hard, flying under the bottom rope and out the ring. ‘’EwC is the shit’’ chants erupt.

Beth struggles to her feet, and tries to climb up the ladder but she only advances a few steps up, before running out of strength, falling off the ladder and onto her back!

HANKS- What a maneuver, by Beth Harte. Amazing.

MM- Yeah, it’s not the first time Beth has fallen onto her back!

HANKS- How rude!

Shadow Man, struggles out-side the ring as his chest is covered in blood from his earlier attacks. Beth too, is trying to regain strength but in her case it’s to climb to the ladder, and grab the belt. Shadow Man, slides in through the bottom rope as Beth slowly crawls her way up the rung’s of the ladder.

Shadow Man, grabs Beth and hits a T-bone Suplex, as the fans cheer. Shadow Man, looks up at the ladder and slowly begins to climb it once again. Beth slowly crawls her way to a nearby turn-buckle.

HANKS- Shadow Is going for the gold here!

Shadow Man, reaches the top of the ladder and begins to reach for the championship. He notices that he’s to far, and climbs up to the top rung and begins to fiddle with his World Championship. Beth, has made it up onto a turn-buckle as blood continues to flow out her back like a water tap.

MM- He’s got it, Shadow Man will retain!

Shadow Man, has is hands on the title, but from no where Beth jumps of the turn-buckle hitting a drop kick right in the middle of the ladder!

The metal support beam, in the middle of the ladder breaks, causing the ladder to fold in half! Beth rolls out the way, as Shadow Man’s body and skull comes toppling over, right on-top of the ladder.

Shadow Man’s face contorts in pain and agony, as he convulses on the mat with blood pouring out his head, more than ever.

CROWD: HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!

HANKS- This match, is absolutely crazy.

MM- EwC is ending this year off with a match, of this major caliber.

HANKS- Professional wrestling at it’s finest. What a match!

Beth slowly, crawls out the ring as Shadow Man lies in the middle of the ring still feeling the effects. Beth reaches under the ring and pulls out two tables and slides them under the ring. She than, pulls out a second ladder sliding it under the ring.

She picks up the broken ladder, in the middle of the ring and slowly lifts the ladder out-side of the ring, leaning onto the ropes as the top rung of the ladder hangs inside the ring. Beth, than sets up the ladder and slowly begins to climb.

HANKS- Beth is going for the belt here!

MM- Well, Shadow Man is like…dead.

Beth advances to the top of the ladder, while Shadow Man slowly begins to stir. Beth is now in reaching range as she stretches for the title.

Shadow Man is up to his knees, and his face is now a crimson mask.

Shadow Man shakes the ladder, as Beth wobbles away, from grabbing the belt. Beth grows agitated, as she now focuses on Shadow Man. Shadow Man continues to tilt the ladder, but has barely any energy to push it all the way over.

Beth grows nervous, and jumps off the ladder with a moon salt! She comes down, clipping the back of Shadow Man’s neck driving his face into the mat, with a moon salt into a leg drop! The fans burst out there seat in cheers.

HANKS- Are you kidding me?

MM- This is amazing; I’m not even going to make fun of you.

HANKS- Really! For ever?

MM- What are you, stupid?

Shadow Man, makes no signs of moving. Beth sits down beside Shadow Man, thinking out her next plan. She wipes back her hair, which is now soaked in blood and makes her way to her feet. She set’s up a table, over Shadow Man to somehow block him from getting up.

Beth slowly climbs up the ladder, as Shadow Man again makes signs of moving. Beth, steps up to the top and Shadow Man springs up. Beth looks down in surprise, as Shadow Man wobbles and than falls back-wards through the ropes, and out-side the ring.

HANKS- Well, Beth just cleared the path of Shadow Man.

MM- Beth, is the new world champion. She has her hands on the belt, and it looks to becoming loose, all she needs to do is escape the cage!

HANKS- Tell, me something I don’t know.

MM- 1+1

HANKS- What?

MM- Just did.

Beth, has got her hands on the title. From out of nowhere, Shadow Man springs onto the turn-buckle and hits a Corkscrew leg drop on the top rung of the ladder hanging inside the ring! The ladder flies through the air like a catapult smashing into Beth knocking her off the ladder!

Beth crashes through the table, as both of them lie flat on there back! ‘’Holy shit’’ chants erupt once again as every fan in the stands have gone crazy.

HANKS- I’m not even fit to call this match, this is amazing.

MM- I’m amazing, so I’m fit to call it!

Shadow Man crawls to a turn-buckle and rests against it, knowing he’s involved for the fight of his life.

Beth Harte lies in the wreckage of a smashed table, and is too starting to bleed profusely from her face. Her back, now covered in the table’s sharp wood leaving her wounds covered in splinters.

Both competitors, take a break looking into the crowd and the lights, knowing that there giving it there absolute all.

HANKS- Both of these competitors have been great tonight, I’m proud to be working for a company like this!

Beth slowly begins to stir, as Shadow Man pulls himself up from the turn-buckle.

Shadow Man, reaches into a nearby garbage can full of weapons and pulls out a stop sign. Shadow Man coasts back waiting for Beth, to rise to her feet and she soon does. Beth looks at Shadow Man, and tells him to bring it.

Shadow Man tosses the stop sign like a Frisbee, which Beth ducks under and falls to the floor as the fans share a laugh.

HANKS- Did shadow just throw the stop sign like a Frisbee?

MM- He’s Shadow Man, he can do whatever he wants!

Beth is up, and looks on confused and tired. She charges Shadow Man who rolls out the way, and runs another weapon filled garbage can.

Shadow Man pulls out, a trash can lid tossing it at Beth, who jumps out the way holding onto the ropes, Shadow than throws, another stop sign as Beth jumps off the ropes avoiding, it yet again. Shadow Man, starts picking up item after item. Foam fingers, trash cans, steel chairs all tossing them at Beth.

Beth doges them all showing off her quick speed, until Shadow pulls a TOASTER! Shadow Man, tosses the toaster at Beth who catches it and throws it right into Shadow Man’s face, as he falls to the mat!

HANKS- THE TOASTER!

MM- Old times, Old times.

Alternate endings: Shadow Man

Beth climbs out the ring, and picks up a stack of three tables. She struggles, but eventually gets them into the ring setting the tables loose.

Beth set’s up two tables beside each-other, and than proceeds to grab Shadow Man and throw him onto the table. Beth, than picks up another table and puts it over Shadow Man! Beth slowly, climbs up the ladder, until she reaches the top.

Beth, looks at the title but nods her head. She stands at the very top of the ladder and hits the HARTE ATTACK! She comes crashing onto the table, but Shadow Man rolled out! Sending Beth, laid in a wreckage of three tables.

CROWD: EWC, EWC, EWC, EWC!

HANKS- Oh, my god. Beth, put her body on the line there and paid dearly for it.

MM- She should have grabbed the title, but she wanted to go out in a heap of glory I do suppose.

Shadow Man grabs the key on the mat, kicking the lifeless Beth Harte out of the ring.

Shadow Man, slowly climbs the ladder as the fans cheer in excitement. Shadow Man, advances to the top rope and begins to fiddle with the championship.

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SHADOW MAN GET’S THE BELT LOOSE! Shadow Man jumps of the ladder and comes crashing to the mat below.

Shadow Man through the blood, and pain crawls across the ring, reaching closer to the cell door. Shadow Man rolls under the rope, as he crawls closer and closer to the door.

Shadow Man springs, up towards the door but a hand comes out and grabs his foot! It’s Beth Harte, she slowly climbs back up her feet throwing her hands in the air, as if to say she wasn’t finished.

HANKS- What the hell is this, Beth Harte is still up?

MM- She’s crazy, she’s going to kill herself!

Beth Harte, rips the key from Shadow Man and throws it across the ring.

Shadow bloodied and beaten, smiles slowly. Shadow Man kicks Beth Harte, and lifts her up for the Darkness.

Shadow Man, hits it driving Beth’s skull into the concrete below. Shadow Man backs up away from the cell door, and raises the belt for the cheering fans.

MM- He needs the key to escape…

HANKS- Whoa, what is this!

Shadow Man charges the cell door wrapped in barbed wire with his own body knocking it over, and he charges through the door in victory.

The bell is rung, and his music hits. Shadow Man lies broken and beating, underneath the barbed wire cell door, sporting a crimson mask. EMT’S quickly rush down to the ring to help the fallen competitors.

MM- Amazing battle between these too, tonight.

WINNER: Shadow Man

Shadow Man stands up, as he shrugs off the EMT’S and heads away by his own will.

Shadow Man walks around the cell, and down the ramp hoisting his belt in victory falling down the ramp, at times. Shadow Man, reaches the top of the ramp and holds his belt up, his sister Mya in tears runs to his side and together they hold the belt high in the air the EMT’S are in the cell caring for the broken Beth Harte.







Suddenly...




























The lights go out...





























Two loud bangs are heard....sounds like...























GUN SHOTS....
























The lights....
























Slowly flicker back on....

































Screams....screams now fill the arena....people in the stands begin to jump from there seats and motion, yell and scream at the top of the entrance...





























Shadow Man and his sister have been....

























SHOT!!!!