(The scene cuts to the parking garage of the venue where we see a long black stretch limousine being escorted to the building by a motorcade of sorts. French police ride alongside the car in motorcycles and two cars are in the front and back. The limousine rolls in to the garage and the police get off their bikes. A man in a black suit and shades walks from one of the cars to the limousine door and opens it, looking around cautiously for any sign of disturbance. Wearing a black muscle shirt, shades, and suit pants, out steps a man with short black hair, standing at around 6 feet. He looks familiar, but the fans have no idea who this stranger is. All of a sudden, he reaches back into the limo and pulls out a shimmering golden belt. As the camera zooms in on it, we can read the words "NthWA Cruiserweight Champion". The crowd finally realizes that it's the ex-NthWA superstar Eric Davis and they start to boo wildly.)

Davis: (Talking to one of the escorts.) Ah, what a reception. I see the French wrestling crowd is just as stupid as the American one! My people, I must speak with them! ONWARD!

(Davis starts to walk through the back, flanked on both sides by his armed escorts. The camera cuts to a wide shot of the arena where people are waiting between matches. The lights go out and "Genius" by Pitchshifter cues up. A chorus of boos is heard as Davis and his escorts step out from the entranceway. Eric casually strolls down the aisle, all the while insulting crowd members along the way. He gets down to the ring and calls for a mic.)

Davis: Well well well... parle' vous frances?!?! HA! No matter what nationality, the same overwhelming admiration can be felt surging through any crowd the Dragon graces with his presence! Good to see all you Frenchies out here tonight! You know, it brings me great pleasure to be here... it's always been a dream of mine to travel to France. The fine wines, the exquisite cuisine... the snobby attitudes... this place has my name all over it! You guys have such great history too! God knows you people can make the best kind of fries! But just one question, why don't you people get your OWN damn colors for a flag! Noooo, you had to go and steal OURS! Peions! And it doesn't stop there... you have the nerve to try and top Time Square's millennium celebration by lacing the Eiffel tower with fireworks! You don't know how bad I wanted that mother to come crashing down on your sorry asses when the clock hit the big 12-0-0! Oh well, I'm a forgiving man, and the past is the past, so let's make up and let me speak!

(The crowd boos even louder, greatly aggravating Davis. He looks at his watch then begins to speak again.)

Davis: Well, a lot of you probably didn't recognize me when I first stepped out of that limo back there. Got a new doo, hired some GOOD escorts for once, and adopted a new attitude. I'm rougher, I'm tougher, and I'm definately BUFFER, so I'm ready to rock! The vacation from wrestling's been nice, really it has, but it's been awhile since I've had the opportunity of insulting such a mass of people at once! Why did I sign with EWI? Simple! To spread the word of Eric Davis throughout the globe! I realized that although I've reached countless people in the American audience through numerous interviews and such... it's just not enough. I'm not getting out to the people who really count! My campaign in the U.S. was just scratching the surface... now I can spread my seeds everywhere! You people... you mean the world to me, really you do. You...complete me!

(Davis gets up on the turnbuckle and is rained upon by trash and litter of all sorts. He takes the time to wipe some nacho cheese off of his title belt, but gets hit right between the eyes with a pop can. Davis falls off the turnbuckle and hits the mat with a thud. His escorts grab him and shield him as they run to the back.)

BS: Who was...?

GM: Eric Davis? Well just when you thought it was about to get easy in EWI it's gets rougher! He said he took a vacation from wrestling? The way I see it he gave wrestling a breather and now it's time to prepare cause once this kid gets going there is no stopping him!

BS: That remains to be seen. And as usual I see that he brought a NthWA title here as well.

GM: Hey we were popular ya know.

BS: Yep. That's why you CLOSED!

GM: But of...HEY!!!

BS: Coming up we've got Gemini and Black set for a Ladder match. Let's go to ringside!


Kermit on a Ladder Match

Gemini vs Pat Black

6'2", 245lbs | 6'3", 280lbs

463rd Level of the Abyss | Atlantic City, New Jersey

"Beautiful People" - Marilyn Manson | 'Black Sabbath' - Type O Negative


Gemini enters the ring first. Out next comes Pat Black, pulling a portable chipper/shredder behind him. He gets to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope. He gets to his feet and Gemini clotheslines him to the mat and the crowd comes to their feet and start cheering.

BS: Gemini's wasting no time in getting this one started!

The referee calls for the bell as Black scrambles to his feet and charges the Gemini but he steps aside and Black runs into the turnbuckles chest-first. Gemini slams the champion to the mat and quickly follows up with a running elbowdrop. He then pulls one of the ladders standing at ringside into the ring and slams it across Gemini's back.

BS: We're going to see the ladder come into play now.

GM: This is where it gets dangerous. I like it!

Gemini then places the ladder on the mat and picks Black up. He tries for a vertical suplex onto the ladder, but Black reverses and then follows up with an elbowdrop. Black pulls Gemini up by his hair, picks him up, and drops him with a jumping DDT. Gemini holds his neck, seeming to be in tremendous pain. Black pulls him up and procures a cobra clutch. Gemini struggles against the hold, but to no avail.

GM: This is a good strategy for Black. If he wears Gemini down, Gemini can't climb the ladder.

BS: I have to agree that it's a sound strategy.

Black wrenches the hold one final time and lets go. He stands up, looks up at the Kermit doll hanging over the ring and then sneers at Gemini. Gemini pulls himself to his feet using the ropes and catches Black off-guard with a right hand. The crowd pops as Gemini then locks on a face claw. Black fights to escape the hold, but Gemini maintains his grip. Finally Black slumps to the mat, spent.

BS: This is not a good sign for Black!

Gemini slides out of the ring and pulls up the ring apron. He retrieves a table from under the ring, slides the table into the ring, climbs back up on the apron, and plays up to the crowd. He re-enters the ring, sets up the table, and then sets up a ladder in front of the table. Gemini pulls Black to his feet, but immediately drops him again with a uranage.

GM: Nice from Gemini. He's not letting up on Black.

Gemini stands up, and points to the ladder and table. He sets Black up on the turnbuckle, and then climbs up the ladder. He then pulls Black up off the turnbuckle, and onto the ladder.

BS: What...what is Gemini going to do!?

GM: This does not look good.

Gemini attempts a suplex from the ladder to the table, but Black grabs a hold of the rungs and pushes Gemini off to the mat. Gemini scrambles back to his feet, only to be met by a flying clothesline off the ladder by Black. Black picks Gemini up and sets him on the table. He climbs up on the table with him and then looks out at the crowd with a menacing glare. Black pulls Gemini up into a standing headscissors and then drops him with his Cradle to Grave piledriver, sending both men through the table.

BS: Oh my God! Pat Black just drove Gemini through that table with that piledriver!

GM: Gemini isn't moving!

Black wastes no time in climbing up the ladder, which has noticeably begun to wobble.

BS: That ladder isn't looking too steady.

GM: Hopefully it can hold up long enough for Black to grab Kermit!

Black reaches the top of the ladder and grabs Kermit. As he starts to descend the ladder, he slips on one of the loose rungs and falls to the mat. The crowd watches in astonishment as Kermit flies out of the ring and lands in the chipper/shredder, sending green felt flying out and spraying the crowd.

Winner: Pat Black


BS: Black wins the match, but at what price!? Kermit's been shredded to pieces!

GM: That's just not right!

BS: Coming up next we've got The Motor City Maniacs going against Tribal Instinct in a Warehouse Brawl NEXT!


Warehouse Match

The Motor City Maniacs vs. Tribal Instinct

Combined Weight 556lbs | Combined Weight 604lbs

Detroit, MI | Los Angeles, CA

"Detroit Rock City" - Kiss | "Tribe" - Soulfly


As the cameras cut to the warehouse it is Ripper Robertson and Max Mayhem of the Motor City Maniacs that first come into the picture. As they are walking through the side door they look around to see if Trypp and Brandon Williams of Tribal Instinct have shown up yet, but they have not. As they continue to search they come across a bushel of pallets and look around there, but as they walk deeper into the stacked pillars of pallets the are quickly attacked from behind by a well-hidden Tribal Instinct.

BS: And there they are!

GM: And they have come out for blood this time. Look at'em. They've got the war paint on their chest and everything!

BS: It's going to be a WAR!

With two by fours in hand, the Tribe continue to beat on the MCM's until they finally bring Mayhem and Robertson to their knees. At that moment Trypp and Brandon look at eachother and shake their head in approval and are about to slam the two by fours on the heads of the MCM's, but Robertson and Mayhem each raise an arm and catch The Tribe in the lower region avoiding further pounding by the two by fours.

BS: Oh that's gotta hurt!

GM: They're gonna feel that for a Month of Sundays!

With Tribal Instinct stunned, Robertson goes after Trypp Williams and Mayhem pairs off with Brandon and they quickly take the fight to the open floor in the warehouse. As Mayhem and Brandon are doing their thing, Robertson and Trypp continue to slug it out along the side with Robertson getting the upper advantage. With Trypp dazed Robertson looks around until he sees what he is looking for, an old bottle, and takes it to the head of Trypp knocking him back down. Robertson goes for the pin, but the ref manages to get a two before Trypp kicks out. As Trypp tries to get back to his feet the flow of blood begins to become visible on Trypp's face creating the beginnings of a crimson mask.

BS: My God! Trypp is busted open!

GM: They knew what they were getting into so I say let'em enjoy what they built up.

On the opposite side, near a second story ledge, Mayhem and Brandon continue their fight with Mayhem surprising Brandon with a series of quick punches and kicks. With Brandon down, Mayhem reached for a nearby steel pipe and began to beat on the back of Brandon until he was down and out. With that Mayhem began to scale up the stairs which lead to the second floor and the ledge that was near the fighting earlier. Mayhem made his way towards the ledge to make sure that Brandon was still out and then turned around and started to walk.

GM: I don't know what he's thinking, but it can't be good for Brandon.

BS: With the destructive thoughts that go in the mind of both of these teams it just can't be good for either.

As he was doing this Brandon started to make it to his feet. Looking around to see where Mayhem was he got up and headed for some pallets nearby. He then dragged them over to where he was down at and then walked away towards the back. Meanwhile Mayhem is taking his steps back and his trying to catch a breather before his next move. Mayhem then starts running towards the ledge and leaps off with a Suicide Dive move, but lands directly onto the pallets below.

GM: I TOLD YOU! These two are SICK! They'll do anything to kill eachother!

BS: DEAR GOD! How Mayhem is even able to move is beyond me!

In pain Mayhem tries to move to get up, but is suddenly distracted by the sound of a forklift coming into the picture with Brandon at the controls and a pallet load of 55 gallon drums on top of that. As Brandon comes closer with the forklift he leans the forks forward and the drums begin to fall off, but barley miss Mayhem as he quickly rolls out of the way from the drums.

GM: If you can't pin'em the crush'em!

BS: I'm still surprised that Mayhem is still able to walk around.

With Mayhem and Brandon holding their own it was a different story for Trypp of Tribal Instinct. With Trypp still a bloody mess Robertson continued the assault by picking up Trypp and ramming his face into a window further causing injury to that open wound on his head.

BS: Ripper AGAIN trying to further open the wound on Trypp's skull!

GM: It was going to be a war, but this is so much better!

With Trypp hanging out the window Robertson looks around and notices a pile of steel pipes stacked along the side. Robertson then grabs Trypp and goes to fling him into the pipes, but Trypp reverses it and it's Robertson who goes belly up into the pile of pipes. Trypp then grabbed for one of the pipes and began beating on Robertson who was still in the pile of pipes.

BS: Trypp is trying to return the favor right now and he continues to bang away at the pipes hoping he can find his mark.

GM: With all that blood in his face good luck.

As this was going on, Brandon and Mayhem continued fighting on the forklift until Brandon got the upper hand and got a lucky shot on Mayhem knocking him down. Brandon then drove the forklift towards Robertson and Trypp. Once there Brandon lowered the forklift and Trypp hopped on with the steel rod in hand, but while this was going on Mayhem got back to his feet and started running towards the forklift. As Trypp was being raised up Mayhem managed to hop on and start fighting it out with Trypp.

BS: It's a battle on the forklift! Is there no end?

GM: It's King of the Mountain Brett. Who's going to knock who off first!

Brandon finally noticed what was going on and continued to raise the forklift. As they were fighting up above Trypp tried for a clothesline, but Mayhem ducked and took Trypp's momentum with a back body drop onto the pipes below. Seeing that Trypp was still there, Mayhem leaped again and caught Trypp with a vicious splash from off of the forklift right onto the pipes below. The only thing left was the three count.

Winner: The Motor City Maniacs


BS: And it's over! The Motor City Maniacs have won the match and Paradise back!

GM: Oh yippee. It's all for the girl. I thought that Ripper and Max were better than that.

[Off to the side Paradise comes running into the camershot and jumps onto Ripper Robertson huggin him, but Robertson has his hands up trying ti figure out what is going on.]

BS: Look how happy she is Garrett.

GM: Oh yeah. Look at Ripper. He's in shock too. Tito go and get me some tissue.

[With his hand still up a nasty looking grin comes on Rippers face and returns the hug, but then suddenly pushes her off of him. Instantly Paradise and Robertson begin to have words. In the meantime Mayhem has made his way off of the pipes and behind Paradise. As Paradise begins to get in the face of Robertson he pushes her back and she is met with a clothesline from behind by Mayhem. He then reaches over to her and picks her up.}

RR: That's what you get when you make HOA look like idiots!

BS: What is this all about?

GM: I don't know, but it's GREAT!

[Suddenly The Tribe, who were trying to gain their composure, come off to the side and battle off the MCM's away from Paradise. As they are fighting a noise can be heard from off in the distance.]

BS: What's that sound?

GM: I don't know, but it doesn't sound good!

[As they continue to battle a Mack Truck comes crashing through the front doors of the warehouse and catches everyone off-guard. As the truck stops, Ma Chiang and Go Kanzaki of Electric Company come running out of the truck and begin attacking Tribal Instinct with axhandles. As they continue to beat on The Tribe Ma looks directly into the camera.]

MC: You think this is a game? We're the number one team! If you aren't going to treat us like we deserve, then you are going to PAY THE PRICE!

{As Ma is talking, Go brings out a steel chair and hands it to Ma and he puts Trypp's leg into it. As he is doing that Go goes to the hood of the Mack Truck and hits with a senton bomb right onto the steel chair.]

BS: DEAR GOD! His leg has to be snapped in half!

[Meanwhile the MCM's have had enough and are about to leave, but as they are leaving the warehouse they are attacked from behind by Deezee and Bass of Amplified with sheet glass.]

BS: What the?

GM: HEY this is GREAT!

[As the assault continues inside of the warehouse the camera cuts to the cars that are parked nearby. To the surprise of everyone in the Stadium they see The Showstoppers, Rob Styles and Scott Taylor, searching the cars until they finally find the one they're looking for. They get into the car and pull out what was once theirs...the NthWA Tag Team Titles.]

BS: I don't believe it! They got the belts back!

GM: Hey the belts are some hot property. Oh you didn't know?

BS: Don't start!

[As they are walking away with the belts in their hand they are ambushed by The Night Cripplers, Chris Titan and Scott Hunter, who were hiding in a nearby car. As they are fighting they also have belts by their side.]

BS: And what are THOSE?

GM: Is that...it IS! It's the TCW BELTS!

BS: Totally Complete Wrestling?

GM: No! Total Championship Wrestling! It's extinct belt versus extinct belt!

[As they are fighting the scene cuts back to the warehouse where The Electric Company can no longer be seen, but their mark remains as their T-Shirts cover Trypp and Brandon of The Tribe. As they are trying to come to, Paradise makes her way towards them to see if they're O.K.]

GM: Oh this ain't happening? What a typical female!

BS: It is! She's helping Tribal Instinct! Folks we've got to go to a break, but coming up next we've got the Triple Threat Match...NEXT!!!


Under Triple Threat Rules

Evan Aho vs 'Ironman' Bret Kross vs "Total Elimination" Eli Flair

6'0", 234lbs | 6'7", 256lbs | 6'9", 302lbs

Seattle, WASH | Chicago, Ill | Bronx, NY

"Blood, Milk and Sky" - White Zombie | 'All Star' - Smashmouth | "Dirty Magic" - Offspring


"Blood, Milk and Sky" begins to play as Evan Aho emerges from the curtain to a sea of boos. he struts down the aisle, giving disparaging looks to every fan in site. As he steps up to the apron, Bret Kross bursts out of the curtain before his music starts up. Aho meets him in the aisle and they immediately begin to exchange blows back and forth. They brawl back and forth at ringside.

BS: Aho and Kross have decided to start this show with or without Eli Flair!

"Dirty Magic" - Offspring kicks out and the crowd stands in excitement, some watching the brawl and some waiting for Eli Flair to make his appearance. Flair steps through the curtain and the crowd explodes.

GM: And now we have all three men ready to fight!

Flair picks up a ringside chair as he walks around ringside. Aho and Kross continue to brawl until Flair nails each them over the head with the chair. He rams Aho head-first into the steel guardrail. He turns to Kross but Kross catches him with a right hand. Kross follows up with a left, followed by a solid right, and Flair tumbles to the floor.

BS: And this match turning out just as expected.

GM: In a triangle match with Evan Aho involved, it was bound to happen. And they’re getting it done.

Kross follows after Flair and hits him in the stomach with a kneelift. He tosses Flair in the ring and follows in. Aho gets up, grabs a chair and gets in the ring. nails Flair with a few more solid rights for good measure. He whips him into Aho who nails him with the steel chair. Kross comes over to Flair, but Aho cracks Kross with the chair. Aho starts swinging the chair around the ring like a wild man and the crowd reacts with a heel pop. The referee ducks for cover. Kross grabs Aho’s leg and trips him up.

BS: Evan Aho is like a man possessed!

GM: He is a man possessed! Possessed with getting a World title shot by any means!

Kross and Flair each grab Aho's legs and make a wish. They continue to work as a team as they stomp a mudhole in Aho. Kross holds the chair down on Aho’s head as Flair comes off the ropes with a legdrop. They Irish whip Aho into the ropes. He comes off and ducks a double clothesline. As he comes back, Kross turns and drops Flair with a stiff right hand, then turns back in time to catch Aho with an elbow to the mouth.

BS: Bret Kross has just ruined any trust he established for this match.

GM: He’s just showing that it’s every man for himself. Kross’ll do anything to win.

Kross kicks Aho in the ribs, and then does the same to Flair. He gets Flair to his feet and drops with a head and arm suplex. Aho gets up and nails Kross from behind.

BS: Obviously a match like this does not favor any one man because he can’t concentrate on wrestling with three men always in the ring.

GM: They're adapting pretty well.

Aho backs Kross into the corner, hits him with a few knife-edged chops, and whips him into the opposite turnbuckle. Eli Flair, still on the mat, rolls Aho up from behind.

BS: Flair surprises Aho there, but gets only a two-count!

Kross comes back and hits Flair with a reverse neckbreaker. Kross takes the steel chair and sets it up in the middle of the ring. But Aho nails Kross before he can do anything. Aho whips Kross into the ropes, but it’s reversed by Kross. Aho comes off and Kross overhead tosses him, and Aho comes crashing down on the seat of the chair, causing a large dent.

BS: Aho lands square on that chair! That’s gonna do some damage to his back.

GM: Hey! You made a rhyme! Take a bow!

Flair comes over and grabs Kross around the waist and brings him crashing down with a belly-to-back suplex. Kross quickly recovers. Flair tries a clothesline, but Kross ducks. He comes back and tries to clothesline Flair, but Kross ducks again. Flair kicks Kross in the stomach and nails a DDT. Evan Aho gets up and charges at Flair with a clothesline, knocking him over the ropes. Aho then goes after Kross. Kross starts to get up, but Aho kicks him down. Outside, Eli Flair is getting a table and sliding into the ring with it. The fans start going nuts.

BS: Apparently the referee is letting these three go all out!

Aho nails Kross with a modified Liger bomb. Flair comes up from behind on Aho. He starts working over Aho with rights and lefts. Flair nails Aho with a powerbomb, then lays him flat on the table. He signals for a chokeslam, but Bret Kross gets up and crotches him from behind. Aho uses this time to roll off the table. Kross comes over and stomps on Aho and then gets him up and nails him a few open-hand punches. Kross steadies the table as he gets Aho on it while getting on himself.

BS: Kross and Aho are both standing on the table!

They both stand on the unsteady, wobbly table. Kross gets Aho up and piledrives him through the table.

BS: The reigning Television champion just had his head driven through a table!

GM: He can take it!

Aho shakily gets to his knee, blood dripping from his forehead. Meanwhile, Eli Flair has ascended the turnbuckle. He comes off and hits Kross with a double axehandle. Flair grabs a piece of the broken table and breaks it over Kross’s head. Flair takes what is left off the table and suplexes it onto Aho. Flair gets down and locks a sleeper hold on Aho. Bret Kross gets back to his feet and kicks Flair, causing him to break the hold. As Flair and Kross battle, Aho calls for a chair and opens it up. He whips the blood from his eyes and dropkicks Kross, who stumbles into Flair. He applies a side headlock on Kross and hits him with repeated fists. Aho then locks the headlock tighter, gets a running start and bulldogs Bret Kross on the open chair. Kross takes a vicious snap-bump on the open chair. He rolls out of the ring and both Aho and Flair follow. Kross is now bleeding and tries to get a breather.

BS: And there is certainly no time for rest in this match.

Flair and Aho begin brawling up the aisle. Kross grabs a steel chair and follows in close pursuit. He come sup and nails Aho in the back with the chair. Flair whips Aho into the guardrail. Aho bumps into the guardrail hard, jarring a link of the guardrail loose. Security guards keep the fans back as the three men fight in the middle of the aisle. With the loose guardrail link lying in the aisle, Aho lifts Flair up for a screwdriver suplex and Kross helps him spike Flair down on the guardrail. Aho immediately turns and begins trading blows with Kross. Their fight moves into the crowd.

BS: Aho and Kross are taking this one to all corners of the arena.

Kross throws Aho into the arena bleachers. He grabs a fans chair and nails Aho with it. Having recovered enough to stand up, Eli Flair comes up from behind and hits Kross in the back of the head with a vicious chairshot, sprawling him out on the bleachers. Aho distracts Flair and pokes him in the eye before slamming a chair into his back All three men are exchanging vicious blows in the middle of the stands. They make their way up higher and higher as the fight continues. Flair grabs Evan Aho and throws him against a wall. Aho hits the wall and falls backwards, tumbling down several rows of bleachers. Kross knocks Flair off his feet and he tumbles down a few bleachers. Kross gets a running start and jumps to the bleacher below, hitting Flair with an elbow drop. Both men tumble down a few more bleachers, both obviously in pain. They descend the bleachers as they fight back and forth. Evan Aho, waiting at the bottom, nails each of them with a chair. He then tosses Kross into a mess of chairs.

BS: And this has just become an unhinged spectacle of a brawl!

GM: That's right! I’m not saying a word. Just letting this match describe itself.

As they fight back towards the guardrail, Eli Flair lifts Evan Aho up and gut-wrench suplexes him on the guardrail. Aho rolls back into the aisle. Flair climbs over the guardrail, but Bret Kross doesn’t. He steps up on a chair and leaps over the guardrail, throwing his body into both wrestlers. All three men lay on the ground, breathing heavily and barely moving. The crowd is standing and applauding in appreciation.

BS: All three men have shown that they are not one-dimensional wrestlers. They have held their own in this brutal, brutal match.

GM: Evan Aho has taken more punishment that anyone, and he’s the first one to his feet.

Aho throws both Kross and Flair back into the ring. He grabs a table and heads into the ring.

GM: Looks like Aho wants to end this one right here and now.

Kross and Flair take the opportunity to slightly recuperate. Aho gets in the ring dragging the table behind him. Kross and Flair double team him with a barrage of fists. Kross sets the table up in the middle of the ring as Flair continues to work over Aho. Kross then ascends to the top turnbuckle as Flair gets Aho up on his shoulders. Kross leaps off the top and nails Aho with a flying clothesline. Aho spins backwards in a complete 360 before crashing through the table. The crowd goes completely bonkers cheering as Aho is left lying in a pool of table shards. Kross and Flair both want the pin very much, but before Kross can go for the cover Flair grabs him by the throat and chokeslams him onto the remains of the table. He then lays on top of Aho, hooking a leg as the referee counts to three.

Winner: "Total Elimination" Eli Flair


BS: Eli Flair has done it! He earns a hard-fought victory in this brutal triple threat match!

GM: Any of them could have won, but Flair showed that he's the better man tonight!

BS: Well coming up next we.......

[Suddenly '(Can't You)Trip Like I Do' - Fliter and The Crystal Method begins to blast throughout the Stadium as Powers and Fairhurst, both bandaged, make their way down the rampway and into the ring.]

BS: Powers and Fairhurst are here?

GM: And let's say it....they looked PISSED!

KP: (grabbing a mic) Sampson! You rotton Son-of-a-BITCH! You wanna play the game with the Emperor of Hardcore? Then guess what! We don't have to wait for Germany to do this we can do this RIGHT NOW!

BS: WHAT?

GM: SURPRISE MATCH! LOVE IT!

['Paint it Black' - Gob starts to play as Jeffery Roberts makes his way down the rampway with mic in hand.]

JR: Hey Bitch Child. Sampson told me to tell you that he kicked your ass once tonight and there is no reason to do it a second time. So just get back into your little limo and lick your wounds for another day.

KP: You know. If I asked to fight his Bitch then I would've called you out! But I didn't now did I? Now go and take your little hump happy ass back and find your boss and tell him to bring his ass out here RIGHT F'N NOW!

[Roberts goes to turn around to head for the back, but instead he turns arouind again and slides into the ring where he is quickly attacked by Powers.]

BS: Has Roberts lost it?

GM: Oh he's about to!

[Powers and Roberts continue to punch away with Roberts getting the advantage. He then grabs Powers and whips him into the ropes, but Powers hangs onto the ropes as Roberts tries for a clothsline and nothing happens. As Roberts runs towards Powers he lifts a foot to Roberts face and Roberts spins around in pain, but lands right into the arms of Fairhurst where she quickly delivers a spinebuster onto Roberts.]

GM: WHAT THE???

BS: She wasn't the MHW Ladies Champion for nothing! She'll go toe to toe with anyone!

GM: That Musclebound Trailer Park Trash reject needs to keep her nose out of Inner Circle business!

BS: He got into FAMILY BUSNIESS!

GM: Fact remains!

[As Fairhurst continues to punch away at Roberts with Powers watching they do not see Sampson coming out of the crowd with a chair in his hand. He slides into the ring and calls out to Powers right as he is tossing the chair to him. As Powers catches the chair Sampson connects with his move Show Stopper (Superkick) right to the chair which hits Powers right in the face.]

GM: WHAT A MOVE! Did ya see that? WOW!

BS: This is unreal!

[Sampson then moves towards Fairhurst and grabs her from behind and holds her as Roberts finally gets back up and begins to punch away at Fairhurst. As they are doing that EWI officials quickly come to ringside and push out Sampson and Roberts and also attend to Powers and Fairhurst.]

BS: What carnage! And look at those two!

GM: Hey you get into Sampson business prepare to pay the price.

BS: And I'm sure Powers will be ready to collect in Germany! Folks coming up next we've got the Main Event coming up and that's coming up NEXT!!!

[Previews of Seasons Beatings II: Blitzkrieg begin to show again.]


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