"Furious" Jesse Falcon
6'2", 223 lbs.
Dallas, TX
"School of Hard Knocks" - POD
Eric "The Dragon" Davis
6', 220 lbs.
Calgary, Alberta, Canada
"New Disease" - Spineshank

Both Falcon and Davis make their entrances, with Falcon being accompanied to the ring by his little friend, Harry. Both men stare across the ring at each other intensely. Ring attendants stack up tables, ladders, and chairs at ringside as the two men pace back and forth in their respective corners. Finally the referee signals for the bell.

JG: Here we go, Gary Mac. This one should be a real barn burner.

The two men lock up and Falcon quickly performs a go-behind and snares a hammerlock on Davis. Davis ducks down and ends up behind Falcon. He grabs Falcon in a side headlock and then steps into his knee, forcing Falcon down. Falcon escapes the hold and drops to his stomach, taking Davis down with drop toehold and and then quickly applying a headlock as he lies on the mat. Davis slips out and gets to his feet just as Falcon does at the same time. The crowd applauds.

JG: Excellent wrestling sequence there, but I have a feeling that wrestling might go out the window once the TLC element takes over the match.

GM: No doubt, but Eric Davis just proved that he can stand toe-to-toe with Falcon in a pure wrestling situation.

Falcon runs at Davis for a clothesline, but Davis ducks under it and dropkicks Falcon out of the ring. Falcon lands on his feet but he's quickly taken down as Davis launches himself onto Falcon with a pescado. Both men lie on the floor for several seconds, but it's Davis who stirs first. He walks over to a stack of chairs and grabs one. He sets it up and then grabs another, leaving it in the folded position. As Falcon gets to his feet, Davis takes a running start, leaps up onto the chair he set up first and then jumps off, bringing the second chair crashing down onto Falcon's skull.

JG: Good God! Did you hear that?!

GM: What a sickening thud...for Falcon! Haha!

Davis grabs a ladder and throws it into the ring. He starts to climb in, but grabs one of the tables at ringside and slides it in as well. Falcon drags himself to his feet using the guard rail as Davis slides back in. Davis sets up the table and then the ladder. Falcon rolls back into the ring as Davis begins to ascend the ladder and jumps on the table. He yells out Davis' name and Davis turns to see him standing there. Falcon leaps off the table and extends his legs for a misile dropkick, knocking both Davis and the ladder over.

JG: Nice move by Falcon! He's quick on his feet, Garrett.

GM: Bah! Davis OWNS Falcon!

Falcon quickly grabs his nemesis and executes a back suplex. He eyes one of the chairs at ringside and rolls out to grab it. Falcon climbs up top from the apron with the chair in hand. As Davis stands up, Falcon leaps off the top rope with the chair but Davis drops down at the last moment and the chair doesn't connect. Davis stands up quickly but Falcon throws the chair at him. Davis catches it on instinct and Falcon dropkicks it into his face. Davis staggers back, stunned, but does not go down. Falcon takes him down with a swinging neckbreaker and then grabs the ladder.

JG: It looks like Falcon's ready to make a run at the title belt now.

GM: C'mon, Davis, you can't let that chump beat you!

Falcon climbs up the ladder as Davis struggles to stand up. Suddenly Falcon looks over his shoulder at Davis and then leaps back for an Asai moonsault. The crowd pops huge as the move connects but the cheers turn to boos as Davis manages to catch Falcon and then gives him a running powerslam and drives him through the table.

JG: Holy...! I can't believe it! Jesse Falcon's Asai moonsault attempt has seriously backfired!

GM: Davis rules baby!

Davis rolls out of the ring and grabs 2 of the 6 foot ladders, sliding them into the ring. He then grabs another table and slides it in as well. He starts to climb in but then grabs yet anothe table and slides it in as well.

JG: What the heck is Davis up to?

GM: I dunno, but I have a feeling Falcon's going to be really hurting after this.

Davis rams Falcon's head into the turnbuckle, keeping him disoriented. He then sets up the 2 ladders and maneuvers one of the tables onto them, forming a bridge. He grabs the second table and sets it up beneath the bridge.

JG: Oh my...this does not look healthy for either man.

Davis grabs Falcon and uses a vertical suplex to put Falcon atop the table/ladder bridge. He then climbs up with him and signals to the crowd that he's going to finish Falcon off. He grabs Falcon and pulls him up into a standing head scissors. The crowd comes to their feet as Davis positions himself to powerbomb Falcon through the lower table.

GM: Davis is going to kill Falcon!! All in the name of the GXW Cruiserweight title!!

The crowd pops huge as Davis lifts Falcon up for the powerbomb, the cheers grow even louder as Falcon suddenly shifts his weight in midair, turning the powerbomb into a hurricanrana, sending Davis crashing through the table with a deafening crack of the wooden table.

JG: OH MY GOD!!! Eric Davis' superbomb attempt was reversed in mid-freaking-air by Jesse Falcon!! Both men are down!!

GM: How in the HELL did he do that?! I mean, it's just not even humanly possible!!

Both men lie on the mat motionless as the crowd stamps their feet and claps theirs hands, cheering all the while. The referee checks on both men and signals to the camera that they seem to be okay. Falcon gets to his feet first and pulls Davis up. He drops him again with a double underhook DDT and then looks out at the crowd, eliciting extremely loud cheers from them. Falcon quickly steps out onto the apron and leaps up onto the top rope. Flash bulbs pop all over the arena as Falcon leaps and connects with a frog splash on Davis.

GM: He can't do that!! The frog splash is Davis' move!! Dammit!! That's gimmick infringement or something!!

JG: Geez, Garrett, calm down already.

Falcon stands up and sets a ladder up under the title belt. He begins to climb it but halfway up he clutches at his ribs.

JG: Uh oh...it looks like Falcon may have injured his ribs on that frog splash.

GM: Good! Serves the SOB right.

Davis stands up, also clutching his ribs and his eyes widen upon spying Falcon climbing up the ladder. He takes a step forward, but then drops to one knee as his ribs twinge. Up on the ladder, Falcon stops momentarily as well. Davis sees this and quickly strides over to Falcon. He turns to face the crowd and then reaches up and grabs Falcon by the waist. He pulls Falcon down into a sitdown powerbomb. Falcon's head bounces off the mat as a result of the move and he appears out of it.

JG: Falcon's down again!!

GM: Yeah. Yeah!!

Davis starts to climb the ladder, but then looks down at Falcon lying on the mat. He pulls Falcon up onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry and then drives him into the canvas with a Death Valley Driver.

JG: The DVD!! That's the setup for the Dragon's Fire!!

GM: It is sooooo payback time, Falcon!!

Davis grabs a chair, rams it into Falcon's ribs, and then lays it on top of him. He then rolls out of the ring and grabs a 12 foot ladder and brings it into the ring. He sets the ladder up and then begins to climb it. Just as he reaches the top, Davis looks down at Falcon and gives the thumbs down to the crowd. Davis leaps from the ladder and nails the Dragon's Fire frog splash.

JG: The Dragon's Fire connects!!

GM: Booyah!! Davis is about to become Cruiserweight champion!!

JG: Not so fast, Garrett. Davis jumped right onto that chair, so he took a good deal of punishment himself! Wait...I don't believe it! Jesse Falcon is up!!

Falcon stands up, revealing a cut on his forehead. The camera pans down to reveal that Davis is busted open as well.

GM: Oh man! They must have cracked heads somehow when Davis landed!

JG: I think they did, Gary Mac.

Falcon begins climbing the ladder as quickly as he can, but must stop every couple of steps to wipe the blood from his eyes. The crowd cheers as Falcon nears the top. Falcon steps on the third to last rung and begins reaching for the title belt. Suddenly the crowd begins booing as Davis is seen climbing up on the opposite side. Falcon reaches down and swats at Davis, but Davis catches his hand and shoves Falcon backward. Falcon grabs onto the ladder and maintains his vantage point. Davis levels up with Falcon and the two begin trading lefts and rights. Davis is stunned by a stinging jab from Falcon. Falcon reaches back for a roundhouse but suddenly Davis ducks under it, grabs Falcon by the neck, and throws him off the ladder, with Falcon's throat connecting with the top rope.

JG: Falcon's down!! Falcon's down!!

GM: Yes yes yes!!!

Davis climbs up one more rung and then reaches up to retrieve the title belt. In an amazing feat of stamina and determination, Jesse Falcon manages to crawl back over to the ladder and push it over, sending Davis out of the ring and through a table at ringside.

GM: Dammit!! No!! How does he keep getting up?!

JG: It's called heart, Garrett!!

Both Falcon and Davis are out of it but struggling to come around. Davis drags himself back into the ring under the bottom rope. Across the ring, Falcon begins setting up one of the ladders and Davis does the same after a few moments. They begin to climb up and once again meet each other, this time on the separate ladders. Falcon gains the advantage and places Falcon in a front facelock.

JG: What's Falcon going for here?!

Falcon then signals for a tornado DDT, but suddenly Davis shifts his weight and throws Falcon off of him. Falcon right leg ends up tangled in the ropes and he struggles to get loose as Davis sneers down at him, looks up at the title and grabs it to win the match.

GM: Yes!! Yes yes yes!!

JG: Eric Davis has captured the Cruiserweight title!! Jesse Falcon is denied once again, but you've got to believe he'll want a rematch!!

Winner: "The Dragon" Eric Davis (new GXW Cruiserweight Champion)


JG: Eric Davis captures the Cruiserweight title here at When Worlds Collide, but Jesse Falcon will have more opportunities in the future I'm sure.

GM: So? Look at their records against each other! Davis OWNS Falcon, just like I said.

JG: Well I don't know about that, but...

(One the megatron comes a shot of the back of the LA Coliseum. Cole Steele and Sydney comes walking through the back door.   Cole Steele walks up to a door that heads Robert Drake.  Cole Steele goes to open the door, but it's locked.  Cole slams his fist into the door.  Cole turns to look at Sydney and motions away from the door.)

JG: I wonder what that was all about?

GM: Cole Steele was one of the SSN members and it looks as if he's being black balled here in the GXW by Dupree, Zieba, and Drake.

(The Imperial March cues up and the crowd boos loudly as Cole Steele and Sydney step from the back.  Cole looks pissed as Sydney leads the way to the ring.   Sydney steps in the ring and holds the ropes open for Cole Steele.  Cole steps in the ring and walks to the middle of the ring.  Cole looks at Sydney and snaps his fingers and Sydney gets a mic from the ring announcer and brings it to Cole Steele. Cole grabs the mic and Sydney stands besides Cole.)

CS: You know for the last two weeks, I've been in this hell hole called Los Angeles.  (crowd boos) I've been trying to get in touch with the moron that Chad Dupree and Erik Zieba put in charge, Robert Drake, and for some reason he's been in meetings every time I came to GXW headquarters.   I came to the show tonight hoping to get some answers from our beloved commissioner, but for some reason he's either hiding in his dressing room or he's being detained once again.  Well let it be know that I don't plan on leaving this ring until I finally get some answers.  So Drake, if you want this PPV to move forward, I suggest you get down to this ring right now.

(The crowd boos as some beging to throw objects into the ring.  Suddenly Thorn Within' by Metallica cues up, everyone in the arena and Cole look towards the entrance ramp.  NthWA fans cheer on hearing the music.   Robert Drake, steps out and starts walking to the ring.  Robert Drake is wearing a dark blue suit and his dark brown hair is combed neatly.   Robert Drake gets in the ring and and stands looking at Cole Steele.)

CS: I'll assume that your....

RD: Listen Cole.  This isn't the time or the place for this.   Now we can go to the back and talk about this, but let's not ruin this for the GXW fans.

CS: Ruin this for the GXW fans?   You didn't put The People's Choice on the GXW PPV and you worry about ruining this for fans?

RD:  It was quite simple Cole.  When the card was set up, I had to use the wrestlers that were under GXW contract at that time.  We had tried to get ahold of you on numerous occassions, but you were in the Bahamas, In Paris, France, You just weren't around.   I talked to both Mr. Dupree and Mr. Zieba and they told me to not worry about it.    They told me to get the card done and that's what I did.

CS: That's such B.S. and you know it.  Listen, Don't you ever leave me off another PPV again.....

RD:  No you listen.  You will not come out here and tell me what to do.   You might have been able to pull that with the SSN, but that will not happen here in the GXW and it won't happen with me.  I'll tell you what Cole.   If you don't get out of this ring this very second you will not have a contract here in the GXW.   I'll void it so quick your head will turn.

(Cole just stares at Robert Drake in disbelief. As the crowd roars it's approval.)

CS: You're making a big mistake, Commish.

RD: Do I need to call security?

CS: I'll leave, but you can be sure this isn't over..Not by a long shot.

RD: Cole, This is so over you don't even know it.

(Cole Steele and Sydney leave the ring.    Robert Drake composes himself.)

RD:  Fans, I'm sorry for that outburst.  Please enjoy the rest of your show.

{Drake turns and leaves. The cameras return to ringside.}

JG: Up next, Eric Edwards takes on Evan Aho. This is one match I've really been looking forward to.

GM: Eric Edwards is great. Takeover Enterprises is a dark horse stable here in GXW but I think they're every bit as great as Team Phenom and others.

JG: They're certainly not to be ignored. That being said, let's go to the ring.


"The Executive" Eric Edwards
6'4", 250 lbs.
Chicago, IL
"Money" - Pink Floyd
Evan Aho
6', 234 lbs.
Seattle, WA
"Blood, Milk & Sky" - White Zombie

"Blood, Milk and Sky" by White Zombie blares through the arena as Evan Aho makes his way down the ramp, glancing about the arena as he waits in the ring.

JG: And here's the first combatant, called by some the greatest technical wrestler ever born, Evan Aho.

GM: I don't like all that technical crap. Gimme a chair or hammer, and I'm happy.

JG: Easily contented.

As Aho bounces off the ropes, stretching, "Money" by Pink Floyd cues up as "The Executive" Eric Edwards appears at the top of the ramp, smirking at Aho. He then traverses to the ring where he locks up with the former EWI Extreme World Champion

GM: Looks like "The Executive" has this one won already, in my opinion. I know these kinds of things.

JG: I'm not buying it yet

Aho gains the upper hand quickly, snap suplexing Edwards to the canvas.  Edwards his up before Aho gets another move off, countering with a Evenflow DDT.

JG: These men are moving so fast, it's hard to keep up!

GM: You're too slow, that's it.

The fast-paced action continues as Aho hits the ground, rolling to his side and jerking the standing Edwards off his feet by his shin and locking in an ankle lock.

JG: A BRUTAL submission hold by Aho!

Edwards slowly forces his chest off the mat, breaking Aho's hold. He rolls to the side, jumping to his feet as Aho stands to meet him. The pair lock up again, Edwards gaining the upper hand this time.

GM: That's my man, Edwards.

JG: I've gotta admit, Edwards is making a strong showing here tonight against Evan Aho

Edwards throws Aho to the mat with authority with an arm drag, followed up by an elbow to the sternum. "The Executive" makes the cover: 1...2..Aho gets
the shoulder up.

JG: A CLOSE FALL for "The Executive"!

GM: I thought he had it won.

Edwards drops another elbow, this time to the face of Aho, then pins a second time. 1...2.. Aho kicks out with authority, throwing Edwards into the ropes.

GM: Geez. Aho should just give up.

JG: You should know better than that. Aho is the kind of man who never gives
up.

Aho catches Edwards on the rebound with an overheard belly to belly suplex wasting no time in locking on a standard armbar. Edwards fights at the hold, eventually making the ropes as the ref pulls Aho off him.

GM: You tell 'em, ref.

As "The Executive" rises, he drives his forearm directly between Aho's legs, then spears him to the mat with a thud.

JG: I hate to say it, but Aho's looking sluggish in there

GM: As usual.

Both men get to their feet at the same time, Aho throwing a wild punch at "The Executive"s head, but Edwards ducks, then pops back up, kicking Aho in the stomach. He proceeds to blast Aho into the mat with a pedigree, going immediately for the cover. The ref counts, but the pin is academic.

Winner: "Executive" Eric Edwards


JG: Eric Edwards wins the match in what has to be considered a bit of an upset over Evan Aho!

GM: Hell no. Edwards is one of the premiere athletes in wrestling today. He's a great wrestler and he has brains to match.

JG: Nevertheless...

{"The Imperial March" cues up as Cole Steele steps out from behind the curtain.    Cole Steele wears a pair of khaki pants and a black button down shirt.   Cole Steele steps out on stage and looks down at the ring.  Cole Steele has a microphone in hand and the crowd boos loudly.}

CS: That's right.  Everyone boo.   Boo the GXW for not putting me on the GXW card.   Like I told Robert Drake earlier in the show.  I know what the GXW fans need, they need to see their hero and role model.

{Crowd boos as Evan Aho leans on the top rope and looks up at Cole Steele.  Cole smirks at Evan.}

CS: Evan, I've sat here for months now, waiting for you to pick up the pieces of what little career you have left.   While I ran with the SSN and flew all over the world, I watched and waited for the great Evan Aho to once again reach his peak, lucky for me I didn't hold my breathe, cause frankley, Evan, You're washed up.    What little skills you had are now gone.   Maybe I should take care of Vick and show her what a real man is all about.

(Evan looks at Cole, Emotionless, shaking his head.  The crowd starts chanting Steele Sucks and Cole just glares out into the crowd.  Cole holds up a hand to quiet the crowd.}

CS: Evan, I didn't come out here to issue you a challenge.  No, I wouldn't want to make you look bad to your woman, Vickie.   What I'm out here for is to tell you that I'm now taking your spot.  Your spot as the best technical wrestler in the GXW.  You may have had all the moves in the EWI, but now, I'm the wrestling machine here.

{Crowd boos at these comments, Evan Aho slides out the bottom rope and starts walking up the walk way at Cole.  Suddenly a image comes on the Megatron.  Chris Lehew is standing outside a door that reads Victoria McCave.   Evan stops in his tracks.}

CS: That's right Evan, You take one more step and I send him in there.  I'm sure you don't want that to happen now do you?

{Evan stops and glares at Cole.  Cole smiles and waves to Evan as he leaves the stage area.}

JG: It looks like Cole Steele wants some of Evan Aho. Typical of him to kick Evan while he's down to speak.

GM: Hey, that's the perfect time to kick someone!

JG: You would think so, wouldn't you, Garrett. Yeesh.

GM: Yes.

JG: (sighs) Fans, up next is the reason we have rings out there as 8 men will meet inside a double cage to battle it out in a War Games match.

GM: Why exactly was this match signed?

JG: Misters Dupree and Zieba wanted see how well people who regularly do not interact could work together and thus this match was signed.

GM: It'll be a wild one, that's for sure.

JG: Indeed. Let's go up to the ring.


War Games

Team 1
Hellfighter, The Mavericks, & ExE
Combined Weight: 1,077 lbs.
Team 2
"The Apocalypse" Gabriel Poe, The Thrill Killas, & Tabu
Combined Weight: 1,018 lbs.

{As Tabu and The Thrill Killas make their way to the ringside area the lights suddenly go off in the arena and are replaced by a familiar blue haze.}
JG:  We've seen this before!

GM:  Oh man not this again!  I HATE THIS!

{Suddenly a woman's voice can be heard over the PA.}

Kyrie eleison
Christe eleison

Je ne dors plus
(The time has come)

Je te desire
(The time has come)

Prends moi
Je suis a toi
Mea culpa

JG:  Those words!  That was from Apocalypse's first theme music when he first appeared in the now defunct TCW!

GM:  Such a waste.

JG:  TCW?

GM:  Hell no!  I'm talking about the theme Mea Culpa by Enigma.  I liked that song.

{After the chant is done a mixture of Apocalypse's other past theme music begins to play all at once causing an uneasy noise on the crowd's ears.}

JG:  Clubbed To Death by Rob D, Long Hard Road Out of Hell by Marily Manson and Sneaker Pimps and Wherever I May Roam by Metallica and The San Fran Symphony Orchestra!

GM:  Poe better be careful and not use Metallica's stuff.  You know how much they like to sue.  Ask Napster.

{As the music begins to play three lighting bolts shoot from the ceiling and hit on one point in the center of the rampway.  As it striks the music stops and another voice, a little girl's, can be heard ..}

As I lay me down to sleep
I pray my soul is mine to keep
And never step outside this bed
Into all the evil, now back from the dead ...

JG:  This is coming from his NthWA days!

GM:  He rips off from Metallica and now from The Und ...

JG:  Oh shut up!

{After the last verse strikes it is then replaced by Fearless by ICP.}

JG:  AND HERE HE COMES!

GM:  WAIT!  He's dressed in his old garb!  The robe ... and MISO!  She's gone back old school too!  Oh man I've got a bad feeling about this match!

JG: As they secure the two cages to the rings, Garrett, I’m not quite sure how Mr. Zieba and Mr. Dupree have come up with these teams, but this should make for an interesting contest.

GM: Zieba and Dupree are morons, but I personally have been looking forward to this match.

JG: The cage is ready and both members are at ringside. Exe is in the ring first for his team and Tabu enters the ring for his team and there’s the bell.

Tabu lunges at Exe connects with a vicious chop to Exe chest. Exe returns with a punch to the temple. Tabu drops Exe with a vicious drop kick to the knee. Tabu then drags Exe to the steel cage and uses the cage as a grate and grinds Exe’s head into the steel. Exe screams as Tabu smiles as blood starts to trickle down Exe’s face. Tabu lets up the onslaught and drives Exe to the mat with a vicious DDT. Tabu stands over Exe with a homicidal look on his face. Tabu begins to choke Exe. The buzzer sounds and a referee has Apocalypse and Hellfighter over, representing their teams. Hellfighter calls heads on the coin flip and it comes up tails. Gabriel Poe pushes Hellfighter out of the way and enters the ring. Gabriel Poe drops a knee across the exhausted Exe’s forehead. Poe kneels down and pounds on the open wound.

JG: Apocalypse’s team has the early advantage.

GM: We’re only one man in, Jason. Don’t overstate the obvious.

The buzzer sounds again and Storm of the Mavericks flys into the ring only to be met with a Flying Leg Lariat from Tabu. Tabu pulls a pencil out of his tights and drives the pencil into the head of Storm and stabs at his forehead Blood starts to flow from Storms head. Tabu bites at Storm’s head. In the Other ring, Apocalypse uses Exe as a battering ram trying to break down the steel cage. The buzzer goes off and Big Thrilla enters the ring and looks around. Tabu pulls off of Storm and looks content by leaning into the corner. Big Thrilla pulls Storm up and hits a swinging neckbreaker Tabu springs up and head over towards Poe and Exe. Tabu pulls a another object out of his tights and Gabriel Poe releases Exe. Exe gets to his feet and Tabu throw a fireball at him. The buzzer sounds and Hellfighter enterst the ring and catches Big Thrilla with a reverse DDT. Tabu comes leaping over the top rope from the other ring, but Hellfighter catches him and drives him to the mat with a powerslam. Hellfighter and Gabriel Poe lock eyes, but Exe has managed to get up to one knee and catches Poe with a low blow. Exe still the worst for wear heads up on the second rope and comes off with an axe handle to the back of Poe’s head.

JG: Tabu looks like he may have run out of gas. Exe is getting his second wind and it looks to me that Storm might not have been ready for such a match.

GM: This is by far the best match I’ve seen tonight.

The buzzer sounds and Bump Daddy J enters the ring. Bump Daddy J spears Exe as Tabu gets a knee dropped on his chest from Hell Fighter. Storm pulls up Poe, only to be choke slammed to the mat. Big Thrilla joins his partner as they double team Exe and hit a double DDT planting Exe hard to the mat. Tabu uses the pencil from his tights to gouge at the head of Hell Fighter. Poe hits the Seventh Seal on Storm. Storm lays in heap on the mat as the buzzer sounds and Blade tears into the ring only to met a big boot from Poe. The bell sounds and the match is offically under way. Tabu reaches into his tights.

JG: My Goodness, What did he do, Visit the hardware store before the match?

GM: Tabu is a maniac in there.

Tabu pulls out a metal fork. Tabu drives the fork into the forehead of Storm. Hell Fighter starts to move towards them, but Poe intercepts him and hits a Reverse DDT. Niki Rox screams into the ring, but is kicked in the back of the head by Miso. Big Thrilla has Blade up and drives him to the mat with a Powerbomb. Bump Daddy J uses his knee to choke Exe. Storm taps out and the bell sounds.

Winners: "The Apocalypse" Gabriel Poe, The Thrill Killas and Tabu


JG: We have a winner! Everyone is clearing out of the ring but Gabriel Poe and Hellfighter. I don't know what's going on here.

GM: Apocalypse looks...evil.

{Suddenly Poe lunges at Hellfighter and rams his face into the cage. He then pounds on Hellfigther repeatedly with lefts and rights. Hellfighter's forehead begins to bleed profusely. Suddenly GXW co-owner Erik Zieba begins making his way to ringside.}

JG: Here comes Mister Zieba! He and Apocalypse have a connection to each other, so maybe he's going to reason with him!

{Zieba enters the cage and pulls the door shut behind him, locking it. Apocalypse stands over Hellfighter as Zieba looks down at him and then produces a microphone from his jacket pocket.}

EZ:  Well now Hellfighter how does it feel to be a broken body laying flat on your back?  Feel lost?  Feel like you've lost the best thing going today?   Well guess what sucker?  That's EXACTLY WHAT YOU DID TO ME!

{Zieba pauses, his breathing growing more and more rapid with anger.}

EZ: The merger was in planning a long time ago and we still had alot of loose ends to stitch up, but it seems we had to hurry up plans cause a certain someone let his newfound power get to his thick SKULL!  SOUND FAMILIAR HELLFIGHTER?

{Zieba stomps on Hellfighter's chest.}

EZ: I took the remains of MWC and I reshaped it into something that was WORTH WATCHING!  Their numbers dropped and they were damn near knocked off the damn map, but because of ME ... ME!  I took the MWC, kicked it's ass to the corner, and replaced it with the EWI.  Suddenly people wanted to see my product!  They wanted to buy the Pay Per Views!  They wanted to see the number one wrestling promotion on the PLANET!  I created a DAMN DYNASTY, but you couldn't handle that could you?  You just had to push your little power around since you felt you were somebody when you had the World Title DIDN'T YOU?  You felt that you were doing what was best for the company and in the matter of THREE SECONDS ... THREE SLAPS OF YOUR DAMN HAND ... you changed the entire course of HISTORY!  You stupid Son of a Bitch you just don't get it do you?  You thought you were SAVING THE EWI?  YOU SCREWED THE EWI! And now that I finally got the power back from the pathetic skills of Gottfried and the SSN ... I seem to have only one loose end to tie up and ... guess what that is?  TO TAKE YOUR ASS OUT!  In case you haven't realized it yet my hired assassin Gabriel Poe, when I introdcued the idea to him, JUMPED at it just so he can return to his roots.  And do you know what that means Hellfighter? (getting right in his face)  You're about to reap the deathwins of Apocalypse boy cause there is no place in the world safe for you to hide!

{Zieba then reaches in his pocket and pulls out a pair of handcuffs while Apocalypse picks up a prone Hellfighter and pops him a couple of more times before holding him up so that Zieba can place the handcuffs on him and on the cage.}

EZ:  Boys in the back .... LIFT THIS DAMN CAGE OFF MY RING!

{Zieba and Apocalypse leave the ring and walk backstage, with Apocalypse carrying Hellfighter over his shoulder.}


JG: I don't understand this at all. Zieba's gone mad!

GM: Well, he did have a point about Hellfighter screwing everything up. Now he's paying the price.

JG: I think Hellfighter has tried to vindicate himself for that several times, but apparently Mister Zieba has not forgiven or forgotten.

GM: Gee, ya think?

JG: Well, fans, as much as we're confused, we've still got a show to run and up next is the match to determine the Continental championship. Dan Ryan and Randy Cobb have fought many times in the past and each can claim victories over the other. This should be a great match, don't you think, Garrett?

GM: Dan Ryan's awesome. Randy Cobb, eh, he's extreme, but he's no Dan Ryan.

JG: That's, um, very astute of you to say...or something. Let's go the ring.


Continental Title Match

"The Ego Buster" Dan Ryan
6'6", 345 lbs.
Houston, TX
"Zero" - The Smashing Pumpkins
"Kamikaze" Randy Cobb
6'8", 287 lbs.
Toronto, Ontario, Canada
"World of Trouble" - Black Label Society

(Ryan holds a hand out to quiet the crowd and motions for his music to be cut off)

Ryan: This has been a truly memorable night so far for Team Phenom. Oh yes, high profile matches all around. And right now, I'm tossing down one title and preparing to pick up another. Chad Dupree, once again you have managed to go back to the tried and true. The boring, unimaginative safe choice. How many times in my career must I be faced with the Randy Cobbs of the world, the Apocalypses, the Kevin Powers'? How long until you realize that I am not a man who jumps through hoops and does a little dance for anyone, you included. Never mind the fact that I should facing Gemini in a match for the World Title tonight. Never mind the fact that you are once again throwing me into a meaningless match for a meaningless second rate title. All that matters is this, Dupree. I will not conform to your game now or ever. And rest assured, Team Phenom WILL be involved in the main event, whether you like it or not. And in fact, Team Phenom will walk away tonight with the first ever GXW World Title. How you ask? I make things happen, Dupree. I see oppurtunities and I take them. I see weaknesses and I exploit them. I search out enemies, and I destroy them. You see Dupree, like the tired old man that you are, you will hobble your ass out to the ring as we do exactly what we always do, which is...whatever we want....and you will try to stop the inevitable. But what you'll find is that there are others.....others who would tire of your game and tire of doing your bidding. Others who are more like me than even they realized. Others who will be intregal parts of taking Team Phenom to it's greatest glory ever. Others who will help us put an end to you and your kind. Randy Cobb, this isn't all about you. You're not so bad really. You tirelessly work for a slave driving president who barely gives you a sniff of what you've accomplished in the past. Look at you. A former World Champion relegated to wrestling on the mid-card. Me, I'm forced into this hand by way of my issues with Dupree. But you? He simply looks you over. So if it is your destiny to languish forever for second tier titles then so be it. Let tonight be the first step to putting you out of your misery......

(Ryan tosses the mic down and waits for Cobb. Cobb's music cues up and he walks down to the ring to cheers from the crowd. He slids into the ring and says something to the ref. While the Cobb has his back turned, Ryan nails him from behind with a forearm to the back of the head!)

GM: Way to get the early advantage!

The referee calls for the bell, officially starting the match. Ryan pushes Cobb into the ropes and catches him on the rebound with a knee lift to the gut. Cobb quickly hops to his feet, but is met with a kick to the gut and snap suplex from the big man.

JG: Ryan definitely has the upper hand early on in this match... but only because he CHEATED!

GM: Cheated?! What match were YOU watching?!

Ryan pulls Cobb up by his hair and whips him into the ropes. He goes for the lariat, but Cobb ducks it and bounces off of the ropes with a cross-body block, but the much larger Ryan turns it into a powerslam! Ryan pulls Cobb up again and knees him in the gut. He throws Cobb into the corner and follows with a splash. Cobb crumples to the mat. Ryan goes up top.

GM: That's a big man to be doin' that!

JG: Split legged moonsault on Randy Cobb! Holy Lord!

Ryan covers, but Cobb is obviously too close to the ropes. Ryan pulls him up violently and locks on a chokehold. He lifts Cobb for the chokeslam, but Cobb locks his leg around Ryan's leg, disabling Ryan's ability to lift him. Ryan tries again, pulling very hard on the neck of Randy Cobb. Cobb lifts a knee into the neither regions of Dan Ryan!

GM: Oi! Right in the jubblies!

Ryan doubles over and Cobb nails him with a DDT! Cobb unleashes a fury of kicks into the gut of Dan Ryan and then goes into the ropes and drops an elbow on Ryan before he has a chance to get up. He goes up top and waits as Ryan struggles to get to his feet. Ryan dizzily stumbles around the ring and turns just in time to see Cobb flying through the air with a missle dropkick! Cobb covers! One! Two! Kickout! Both men get to their feet. Cobb lashes out with a punch and Ryan matches it with a punch of his own. The two men exchange a series of punches, until Randy Cobb blocks a punch and nails Ryan with a flurry of punches, working the Ego Buster into the corner. Cobb kicks Ryan and then begins stomping him until Ryan goes down in the corner. Cobb backs up to get a running start for a baseball slide into Ryan!

JG: This match could definitely go either way right now!

GM: But seeing as how a Team Phenom member is in it, we all know who’ll win!

JG: Garrett, do you hear a SUCKING sound?

GM: Huh?

Cobb backs up again and runs towards Ryan once more, but Ryan bounds up out of nowhere and levels Cobb with a devastating clothesline! Ryan’s momentum causes him to go down with Cobb and he’s so exasperated at this point that he’s unable to get up and both men lay in the middle of the ring. After the ref begins his 2-count, Ryan finally manages to get to his knees, but so does Cobb. Ryan moves slowly towards the ropes and uses the ropes to help him get to his feet. He gets to his feet and turns around to see that Cobb has gotten to his feet also. Ryan tries to act, but is too late as Cobb nails him with a dropkick, sending Ryan over the ropes to the outside.

JG: Ryan is struggling to get to his feet on the outside… and turns around to see the Kamikaze flying through the air with a moonsault!!!

GM: No! C’mon Danny Boy!

Both men lay motionless on the outside for a few moments. Randy Cobb eventually stirs and gets to his feet. He pulls Ryan up and tosses him into the steel ring steps. Ryan nails the steps head first and crumples over, lifeless. Cobb lifts Ryan and slams his face into the ring steps. He tries again, but Ryan lifts a hand to block and hits Cobb in the gut with an elbow then slams HIS face into the ring apron and then into the steel ring post. Cobb stumbles backwards and Ryan lifts the nearby ring steps. He charges at Cobb and nails him right in the face with the ring steps! Ryan throws Cobb into the ring. Ryan follows him in and whips Cobb into the ropes. Spinebuster by Dan Ryan! He covers, but Cobb kicks out. Ryan, frustrated, pulls Cobb up and takes him out with a full nelson slam! Ryan doesn’t bother covering this time and just pulls Cobb to his feet.

GM: See what happens when you don’t just give up like you should, Cobb?

JG: Oh, stuff it Gary.

Ryan whips Cobb into the ropes and catches him with a snap over head suplex, but Cobb lands on his feet and nails Ryan with a lariat and a reverse DDT onto his knee!

JG: You know what that means!

Cobb lifts Ryan up for the Crash & Burn (Rikishi-driver) and the crowd goes insane!

GM: NO! C’mon! Don’t let the Phenoms down!

Just before Cobb hits the finisher, Ryan powers out of it and takes Cobb down with a release German suplex!!! Cobb bounds up and goes for the clothesline, but Ryan ducks it and uses Cobb’s own momentum to send the Kamikaze into the ropes. As he comes back, Ryan hits him with a high knee followed by a release Dragon suplex! He pulls Cobb up…

GM: YES! HUMILITY BOMB! HUMILITY BOMB!!!

JG: Sonuva… RYAN COVERS! One! Two! THREE!!

Winner: "The Ego Buster" Dan Ryan (new GXW Continental champion)


GM: TEAM PHENOM WIN! THE EGO BUSTER WINS! We’ve got a new Continental Champion! We’ve got-

JG: It’s Cameron Cruise!! What the hell is he doing here?!

{Cameron Cruise appears out of the crowd and, just as Ryan is receiving his belt from the ref, nails Ryan in the back of the head with a forearm smash. The exhausted Ryan stumbles forward and Cameron kicks him in the back. Cruise then hits his new finisher, the Shipwreck on Dan Ryan!}

GM: Hey! What’s goin’ on here?!

{Just then, Randy Cobb jumps up and nails Cruise with a clothesline, but Cruise is much fresher than Cobb and fights back with a dropkick and then nails the Shipwreck on Cobb too! Suddenly, "Thunderkiss ‘65" by White Zombie cues up and a man runs towards the ring!}

JG: It’s John Miller! It’s the Steel City Icon! When was the last time we saw HIM!?

{Miller runs into the ring and takes Cameron Cruise out with a clothesline and a snap powerbomb! He kicks Cameron, and Cruise retreats towards the back, slowly. Miller then turns to Dan Ryan. Ryan doesn’t know what’s going on, and Miller slaps on the Katihajimi (blast furnace)! Referees suddenly hit the ring and try to pry Miller off to no avail.}

JG: Serves Ryan right if you ask me!

GM: You… you heartless bastard!

{The refs keep piling on Miller and he finally turns his attention to one of them and slaps on the same move, but this time, turns it into a suplex. Other refs charge Miller but he takes them out too, one-by-one. Then he grabs the house mic.}

Miller: You sons of bitches didn’t think I was coming back. Wishful thinking is over.

{He then turns to Ryan once more and kicks the fallen champion in the gut, when "Phenomenon" by LL Cool J cues up and "Phenomenal" Frankie Scott hits the ring and takes Miller out with a flying shoulder block!}

GM: Yeah! Now THAT’s somethin’ like a phenomenon!

{Miller stumbles back but is not taken out by the smaller Scott. He nails Scott with a right and and turns to walk away, but Apocalypse has appeared out of nowhere. Apocalypse grabs Miller in a chokeslam hold and goes for the chokeslam, but Miller blocks it and lifts a knee into the groin of Apocalypse. Miller then turns towards Scott, and hits Scott with a surprise clothesline and escapes from the ring and heads towards the back. The Apocalypse Gabriel Poe chases Miller to the back as Frankie Scott helps Ryan to his feet inside the ring.}

JG: This is chaos!

JG:  Well, GXW fans, what a night we've had so far!  But it's not over yet, because right now we've got a match for the GXW Television Title!  We've got the EWI representative, Zero -- a relative newcomer -- taking on the NthWA's veteran "Mr Motor City" JT Savage!

GM:  Both of these guys are fanboys, but I'll pick Zero for my winner, just because he's so damned angst-ridden.

JG (chuckling): Ah, Garrett...your wit never ceases to amaze me. Let's go to the ring.


Television Title Match

"Mr. Motor City" J.T. Savage
6'4", 250 lbs.
Detroit, MI
"Stranglehold" - Ted Nugent
Zero
6'5", 253 lbs.
Charlotte, NC
"Breed" - Nirvana

The bell rings and the two men circle each other slowly.  Savage makes the first move, and the two lock up collar-and-elbow.  Savage gains the advantage over the less experienced Zero and whips him into the ropes.  Savage lashes out with a lariat, but Zero ducks it and hits Savage with a shoulder to the gut.  Savage holds his stomach in pain as Zero runs into the ropes.  He comes off of the ropes with a running knee lift and Savage reels backwards.  Zero pushes him into the ropes, but Savage reverse it into a short-arm clothesline, nearly taking Zero's head off of his shoulders.

JG:  Savage is really showing what he's got here tonight!  He wants that title and he wants it bad!  When JT Savage comes into the ring, he comes to win and that's all there is to it!

GM:  Blah blah blah.  Don't you ever get tired of talking?

JG:  I'm an announcer!  It's what I get paid to do!

GM:  Well they're obviously wasting their money.

Zero struggles to get to his feet, so Savage offers a helping hand by pulling Zero up by his long blonde hair.  Savage takes Zero down with a belly-to-belly suplex and goes for the cover, but Zero gets a foot on the ropes.  Savage pulls Zero up and whips him into the ropes and then connects with a flying forearm, sending Zero tumbling over the top rope to the floor below.  On the floor, Zero uses the security railing to help himself to his feet as the ringside fans cheer him on.  He looks at the fans and notices their eyes moving away from him, so he turns his attention behind him where they're looking and sees JT Savage lunge from the ring with a springboard dropkick!  The impact sends Zero over the security railing and into the crowd.

JG:  And to think!  This match has just started!

Savage climbs over the railing and grabs Zero.  He nails a series of right hooks until  Zero manages to block one of the fists and connects with a knife-edge chop of his own.  He hits another and then tosses Savage back into the security railing and over back into the ringside area.  Zero follows suit, but JT Savage is still relatively fresh and intercepts Zero as he re-enters ringside.  He goes for a uranage, but Zero blocks it by wrapping his leg around that of Savage's and then takes Savage to the floor with a double-leg takedown.

JG:  Boston crab by Zero!

GM:  See, I TOLD you this kid had it in 'im!  He's pissed at the world and right now, he's taking it out on the man from Motor City!

Zero obviously can't get a submission from Savage on the outside of the ring, so he lets go and goes under the ring.

JG:  What's he doing?

JT Savage gets to his feet and looks around for Zero, but finds him nowhere.   He walks around the ringside area, searching for his opponent.  He's obviously getting frustrated.  Suddenly, Zero sneaks out behind him and waits on Savage to turn around, which he does.  Spear by Zero!

JG:  He's found a trashcan lid too!

Zero lifts the trashcan lid to strike Savage, but decides that he doesn't want to risk a disqualification and he drops it..  Savage gets up and lashes out at Zero, but Zero has the upper hand at this time and kicks Savage in the gut and DDTs him onto the trashcan lid!  He rolls Savage back into the ring.  Zero heads up top.  Senton splash by Zero!

JG:  SAVAGE MOVES!  Was he playing possum?!

GM:  From the look in his eyes... I'd say no.

Savage groggily tries to get to his feet, but glances over at Zero first.  Seeing that Zero is out of it for the moment, Savage goes for the cover.  The referee counts... One!  Two!  Th-- kickout!  Zero manages to get a shoulder up but he doesn't have the strength just yet to get to his feet.  Lucky for him, neither does Savage and the referee soon begins his double-10 count.

JG:  This match is taking a lot out of these two men.

At the count of seven, Zero gets to his elbows and soon rises up on his knees.  He looks at Savage and covers, but Savage's ankle is resting over the ropes.  Zero weakly slams the mat in frustration and pulls himself to his feet.  He pulls Savage up by his hair, but receives a quick knee to the gut from Savage, who seems to have gotten a second wind.  Savage with a brutal exploder suplex.  Zero goes down and he goes down hard.  Savage allows Zero to get up by his own strength before moving in for the kill.  Swinging neckbreaker by Savage! He drops a leg across Zero's torso and goes for the cover, but Zero kicks out at the last millisecond.  Savage pulls Zero up and whips him into the corner.  He follows up with a kneelift and then a short arm clothesline.

JG:  This looks like it could be the Falling Star!

Savage pulls Zero up into a cradle brainbuster and drops him hard.  He goes for the cover, but suddenly the "Imperial March" by Metallica cues up and Cole Steele, along with Chris Lehew, runs out to the ring, causing Savage to lose focus.  They stay on the outside of the ring, however and Zero rolls out of the ring behind Savage.  On the outside of the ring, Zero tries to catch his breath, oblivious to the presence of Lehew and Steele.  He walks around the ring, trying to work out some of the pain in his joints and he soon finds himself face-to-face with Chris Lehew.  Zero's eyes widen and he backs away from Lehew.  Zero looks into the ring and sees Savage still standing there, watching his every move.  Zero glances back at Lehew before sliding into the ring.  He nails Zero with a forearm and then whips him into the ropes.  Savage reverses and goes into the opposing ropes but he's nailed in the back of the head with a chair from Cole Steele.  Savage falls forward into a flowing fisherman's DDT from Zero.

JG:  That's Zero Hour!  Zero covers!  One!  Two!  Three!

GM:  Zero wins!

JG:  Thanks to Cole Steele and Chris Lehew!

Zero is given the new GXW TV Title belt and walks out of the ring, eyeing Lehew and Steele suspiciously.

Winner: Zero (new GXW Television Champion)


JG: Well, it looks like Zero picks up the win and-- what the hell?

{The crowd erupts in deafening boos as "Career Ender" Chris Lehew slides into the ring, mic in hand. He strides over to Zero, smirking. Zero snaps his attention to Lehew, his eyes narrowing with rage as Lehew begins to speak.}

CL: Zero...congratulations on your...little win here against JT Sewage. But Zero...things aren't over between us. Not by a long shot. I know I'm better than you. The fans know I'm better than you. And, Zero...Tonight, I'm going to prove it to YOU. Right here on 'When Worlds Collide.'

{The camera cuts to a shot of Zero's face as he screams "Any time!" to the smirking Lehew.}

GM: Lehew squashed Davis tonight already. Looks like he's about to squash Zero, too!

{Suddenly "Thorn Within" by Metallica blasts through the arena, drowning out the crowd. Commissioner Robert Drake takes a few short steps out onto the stage.}

JG: Here comes our new Commissioner!

RD: Zero...Lehew...You got it. You got that match. Right here. Right now. Have at it!


The bell rings immediately, Lehew throwing the mic out the ring as he rips his shirt off.

GM: He's made it an OFFICIAL squash match!

JG: Well, Zero's gotta be feeling the burn after his match with JT Savage. How up to this challenge could be possibly be?

GM: If he accepted, he must not be very tired. That, or he's an idiot.

JG: Astute analysis.

Zero, his chin-length hair still dripping with perspiration from his earlier match, tosses the GXW Television Title out of the ring just as quickly as he received it, leaping forward and blasting into Lehew with a vicious spear.

GM: Lehew wasn't ready!

Lehew slams into the mat, tearing into Zero's head with a series of punches as he lies on the canvas. Zero returns the punches, both men locked in mutual deathgrips, as the referee tries everything he can think of to separate them, to no avail. Lehew eventually gets the upper hand, slamming a palm into Zero's temple. He gets to his feet, grabbing Zero by the head as he kicks him once in the gut before running up the turnbuckle and slamming him down with an acid drop.

GM: And an AMAZING offensive move by Lehew.

JG: In all fairness, Lehew's match lasted about half the time Zero's did.

GM: I guess that says a little bit about each men's abilities, hmm?

JG: What the hell is that supposed to mean?

GM: I thought it was pretty self explanatory.

Lehew, of course, gets up before Zero, pulling him up by the hair once again. He throws Zero into the ropes, still holding on to one wrist as Zero bounces back, directly into Lehew's knee. He then repeats the process on the other side, before tossing Zero into the corner, pausing to look up at the crowd.

JG: What's Lehew doing?

GM: Flaunting, of course. He has good reason to.

This moment of distraction is all Zero needs. He thrusts both hands on the turnbuckles, hoisting himself up to the top. As Lehew turns around, Zero flies off with a majestic missile drop kick, sending Lehew tumbling to the mat. Lehew struggles to his feet, dazed, as Zero charges up behind him with a bulldog, Lehew's head bouncing off the mat. The ring shakes from the impact

JG: You don't see Lehew flaunting now, do you?

After the bulldog, Zero bounces to his feet, stumbling about the ring for a moment, a sign of his fatigue from his match with Savage. As he turns around, he is met with a superkick to the jaw from the recovered Lehew who runs to the ropes before hitting the fallen Zero with a flip splash.

GM: My money's on Lehew, for sure.

Lehew gets to his feet quickly, waiting for Zero to pull himself up before grabbing him, throwing Zero

across the ring with a release german suplex. Zero flies through the ropes, landing hard on the concrete outside the ring. He slowly gets to his feet, leaning against the ring barricade. Lehew locks eyes with the dazed Zero before sprinting forward toward him, and flying through the ropes with a suicide dive. However, at the last possible instant, Zero rolls to his left, and Lehew connects with the barrier.

JG: Don't place your bets yet, Gary!

GM: Just a setback, just a set back.

With a sickening crack, Lehew bounces of the barricade, collapsing to the concrete, a thin trickle of blood dripping from his forehead. Zero, who rolled back in the ring, pulls himself to the top rope, flying off it with a diving moonsault.

JG: Good god! What a move from Zero!

GM: A desperation move!

The crowd jumps to its feet as they witness the insane move by Zero, who lands square onto Lehew. Both men lie there unmoving for several seconds, the ref reaching a double countout count of six before Lehew gets to his feet and, wiping blood from his eyes, forcefully throws Zero into the ring, following him in. Lehew stalks over to Zero, eyes blazing as he glares down at Zero for a few moments, before locking on Douleur (Sharpshooter).

GM: Looks like I just won a ton of money.

Lehew throws his head back, screaming with murderous rage as he wrenches the move tighter on Zero. Zero flails his arms about, trying to reach the ropes, but they're too far. In a measure of desperation, Zero shoves both palms down onto the canvas and pushes upward with all his might, fighting against the hold. Eventually he gets enough leverage to throw Lehew off him, but the damage has been done. Zero lies clutching his legs as Lehew gets back up to his feet.

JG: I don't believe it!

GM: Just a matter of time...

Lehew grips Zero's ankle firmly, lifting his leg up and delivering a devastating knee breaker, followed by a flurry of stomps.

GM: The Career Killer CRIPPLING Zero.

JG: Lehew is RUTHLESS! These men truly DESPISE one another!

GM: And Lehew is obviously the most skilled of the pair.

JG: That remains to be seen.

Lehew screams some inaudible taunt to Zero, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and lifting him up to face-to-face level. Lehew continues to yell these profanities in Zero's face till Zero rears his head back as far as it will go and delivers a powerful headbutt, causing Lehew to stumble backwards in pain. Zero shakes the cobwebs loose from his own head and charges forward, nailing a punt kick into Lehew's stomach before hitting a flowmaster DDT.

GM: ...

JG: Care to change your bet, Garrett?

GM: Leave me alone.

Lehew hits the mat, clutching his nose with one hand and his stomach with the other. Zero kicks Lehew in the stomach several times before suddenly hitting a leg drop. Zero pulls Lehew to his feet and leaves him standing there, disoriented while Zero runs to the ropes, looking to catch Lehew with another spear on the rebound, but Lehew ducks and Zero goes flying over the top rope and lands face first onto the concrete in front of the announcer's table.

JG: Uh-oh...

GM: Looks like we're about to get better looka t what Lehew can do.

Lehew slides under the bottom rope, stumbling over to Zero's motionless body. He yanks Zero up by the hair, slamming his head into the announce table several times, the last time sending him over the table. Jason Grant and Garrett McFarland both jump up, out of their chairs.

GM: Jesus!

JG: A little too close of a look for my tastes!

Lehew hops over the table, throwing monitors and sound equipment off it to the floor as he throws Zero on top of it. He joins Zero atop the table and signals to the crowd for "Wergeld". However, before Lehew can execute the move, Zero breaks Lehew's grip on him and gives him the finger before driving two knees simultaneously into Lehew's chin before nailing a fisherman's DDT through the table.

JG: ZERO HOUR! ZERO HOUR THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!

GM: Oh my...

Lehew bounces off the concrete, the blood once again flowing from his forehead. Zero spits on Lehew, then slides back into the ring, sitting atop the turnbuckles, watching the crowd. The ref gets to a count of 8 before Lehew stirs, charging to the ring. He pulls the rops, Zero falling, ropes between his legs. Lehew then rolls into the ring, signaling for the Wergeld once again. Lehew nails the Samurai Driver, also known as Wergeld, Zero's face being driven into the mat. Lehew covers Zero and the ref counts: 1...2...Lehew pulls Zero's shoulders up.

GM: Like I said. Lehew had this won from the start. He's just playin' games now.

JG: He needs to stop playing games and wrestle the damn match.

GM: Shaddup. He'll wrestle when he feels like it; go tell him to do it now yourself. I dare you.

Lehew pulls Zero up, hitting 'Wergeld' a second time, before going for the pin. The ref gets to 2 before Lehew pulls Zero's shoulders back up. This time, however, Lehew locks on Douleur.

GM: It's all over, folks. I win.

Once again, Lehew screams a primal scream as he forces the hold on Zero, the veins in "Career Ender"'s neck bulging surrealistically. Zero cries out and thrashes about, trying to break the hold, but to no avail. Jerking at his legs, he eventually gets one free, and in one swift, rolling motion, he reverses the sharpshooter into a figure-four leglock, then reaching back to lock on a reverse crossface.

GM: What the hell?

JG: My GOD! He reversed it into Zero Tolerance!

Lehew screams as 'Zero Tolerance' is locked on, thrashing about just as much as Zero did while in Douleur. Slowly he stretches his body out, breaking the crossface grip. He pulls himself to the ropes, slowly but surely, grimacing as he does so, resting a hand upon one.

GM: Lehew has great endurance. Admit it.

JG: Lehew just BARELY got the ropes on that one, I admit that.

The referee jerks and pulls at Zero, but he refuses to break the figure four. Eventually the ref gets him off Lehew, who recovers on the mat. Zero stands up to confront the ref, who is screaming in his face about the rules. Zero flips off the ref, about to turn back to Lehew when the ref shoves Zero. Zero tilts his head slightly, eyeing the referee through his sweaty locks of hair before drilling him in the chin with a double-knee lift and breaking him into the mat with a fisherman's DDT, nailing Zero Hour.

JG: Zero just hit the ref with his finisher!

GM: DQ! DQ!

"Career Ender" rolls out of the ring, still recovering. He stumbles about on the outside, barely noticing the ref get knocked down. He drops to his knees, rummaging about under the ring. He suddenly withdraws his hands, smirking. He stands slowly, a sledgehammer in his hands, grinning at Zero with a strange look in his eyes.

JG: The look in Lehew's eyes is positively blood-chilling!

GM: HEY! ZERO! LEHEW'S GOT SOMTHIN' FOR YA!

Zero kicks the referee in the ribs once for good measure as the crowd cheers, going crazy for his lack of respect for authority. As Zero turns around, he is met with a full-fledged sledgehammer swing to the face, causing to sprawl onto the mat on his face, blood pouring from an open wound on his forehead.

JG: These men are absolutely brutal!

GM: I like it..

JG: You would.

Lehew looks up at the crowd, smirking as the crowd screams various obscenities. He swings the hammer in a wide arch, directly into Zero's chest, then repeats the process. As the ref comes round, he tosses the hammer out of the ring, pinning. Zero doesn't even twitch as the referee counts: 1...2...3.

Winner: "Career Killer" Chris Lehew


GM: I just won a lot of money...if I actually liked you, I'd buy you a beer after the show.

JG: Well, personal feelings aside, Chris Lehew just stole a victory from our new Television Champion.

{The referee raises Lehew's hand in victory as "Career Ender" looks down at the bloodied, broken body of Zero, and smiles. Lehew walks out of the ring, grabbing Zero's TV title. He rolls back in the ring, holding it high over his head, before slamming it into the face of Zero, 'Greed' by Godsmack cueing up shortly there after.}

JG: One can only believe that the war between Zero and Lehew is only beginning.

GM: Damn right.

{Zero lies there, with the Television Title across his face until a group of paramedics rush in and load him onto a stretcher, wheeling him up the ramp.}


Unified Tag Team Title Match

Mechanical Animals
Combined Weight: 513 lbs.
"The Fight Song" - Marilyn Manson
True Living Colors
Combined Weight: 520 lbs.
"What's Your Favorite Color Baby?" - Living Color

Mr. Black and Angelus start out for their teams. Angelus catches Mr. Black with a european uppercut that sends Mr. Black reeling. Angelus stays on the offensive with a forearm blast to the side of Mr. Black’s head, causing him to stumble into the corner. Angelus hits a knee lift and then takes a couple of steps out of the corner and turns to get a kick to the midsection by Mr. Black. Mr. Black explodes out of the corner and catches Angelus with a running lariat that sends Angelus hard to to the mat. Mr. Black shakes off the cob webs and pulls Angelus up and shoves him into True Living Colors corner. Mr. Black tags in Mr. White, Mr. Black slams Angelus to the mat as Mr. White comes off the top rope with a leg drop across the neck of Angelus. Mr. White goes for the cover. One…Two…Foot on the rope.

JG: Gary, We almost had New Tag Team Champions out here tonight.

GM: Yeah, If Angelus wasn’t cheating, TLC would have gotten the pin fall.

JG: Cheating? How was he cheating?

GM: Aren’t you watching the match, moron?

Mr. White pulls Angelus back to a vertical base and hits a vertical suplex. Mr. White goes for the cover again. One..Two..Kickout. Mr. White kicks at the fallen Angelus and then goes for an elbow drop, but Angelus rolls out of the way. Angelus rolls to his corner and tags in Joseph Gracons. Joseph comes in and spears Mr. White to the mat. Joseph lays into Mr. White with lefts and rights to the temple area. Mr. Black rushes in and kicks Joseph off of his partner. The referee tells Mr. Black to get out of the ring and Angelus comes off the top rope with a knee drop to chest of Mr. White. Angelus rolls out of the ring and Joseph Gracons makes the cover on Mr. White, One…Two…..Kick out by Mr. White. Joseph Gracons locks on a reverse chin lock.

JG: Very smart move by the newest Mechanical Animal. Grounding Mr. White and taking the air out of his sails.

GM: Yeah whatever. You know as well as I do that this team went through a lot over in the NthWA. Erik Zieba did everything he could to hold this team back.

JG: That is not true. This team was giving the same opprotunity that each and ever other team there was.

GM: Sure they were.

Mr. White has fought back to a vertical base, with the reverse chin lock still locked on by Joseph Gracons. Mr. White with a Elbow smash and another Elbow Smash, finally Joseph Gracons releases the hold and Mr. White shoots off the far ropes, but Jason Gracons catches him with a sleeper. Mr. White reaches back and grabs Joseph Gracons hair and drops to the mat driving Joseph’s chin into his head. Both men lay on the mat. The referee starts the count and gets to five before Mr. White gets to his feet. Mr. White doesn’t know where he’s at and heads to the Mechanical Animals corner looking for a tag. Angelus drops Mr. White with a right to the jaw. Lillian Watts jumps up on the apron and starts arguing with the referee, allowing Mr. Black to charge into the ring and hit a DDT on Joesph Gracons. Angelus hits Mr. Black in the back as he tries to leave the ring. Angelus and Mr. Black tumble through the ropes onto the ring floor as Mr. White covers Joseph. Lillian Watts jumps off the ropes and raises her arms as the ref counts. One…Two….Kick Out….Lillian Watts can’t believe it. Angelus drives Mr. Black into the steel steps and then heads back to his corner. Mr. Black gets up and pulls a table out from underneath the ring and sets it up on the ring floor and then climbs up in his corner. Mr. White pulls up Joseph and sends him into the far ropes. Joseph comes off the ropes with a flying clothesline, but Mr. White ducks and Joseph nails the referee.

JG: The referee is down. I can’t believe it.

GM: It’s a whole new ball game right now folks.

JG: What in the world are they doing out here?

Trypp and Brandon Williams rush toward the ring with chairs in hand. Brandon Williams catches Angelus as he hops off the apron and approaches the two. Sliding into the ring, Trypp cock backs the chair and blasts Joesph Gracons in the head. Trypp spins around and lays out Mr. White. Mr. Black comes in the ring only to get a kick to the midsection followed up with a chair across the back. Brandon rolls Angelus back into the ring. All four men lay in the ring as Trypp starts to exit the ring. Trypp stops and then turns back around and places Mr. White on top of Angelus. Brandon grabs the pitcher of water off the time keepers table and hands it to Trypp. Trypp dumps the pitcher on the referee and exits the ring. Trypp and Brandon watch with huge smiles on their faces as the referee counts Angelus down. One…Two….Three.

Winners: True Living Colors


Erika Watts gets in the ring with the GXW Unified Tag Team Titles and gets a groggy Mr. Black and Mr. White to their feet. Brandon and Trypp pull out Joseph and Angelus out of the ring and beat on them with the steel chairs. Security quickly rushes down to ringside to stop them as The True Living Colors stand in the ring, looking at the mayhem. Suddenly through the crowd two fans jump over the railing.

JG: What are those fans doing out here?

GM: Jason, I don’t think they’re fans.

As the camera gets a better look, it’s revealed that they are Ripper Robertson and Max Mayhem, better known as the Motor City Maniacs. Both men slide in the ring and neither TLC member sees they as they are mocking Tribal Instinct. Lillian Watts raises her hands, showing off the belts to the crowd and turns around. The look of horror comes across her face and Max Mayhem kicks her in the stomach. Mr. Black and Mr. White turn around and are met with rights to the forehead. Ripper Robertson picks up Mr. White and slams him hard to the mat as Max Mayhem takes a step back and charges Mr. Black clotheslining both Mr. Black and himself over the top rope. Ripper spits on Lillian Watts as she’s on her hands and knees in the ring. Ripper Robertson piledrives Mr. White in the ring. Ripper then looks over and sees the table set up on the outside of the ring. A glazed looks comes to Ripper’s eyes.

JG: What’s he thinking? These guys aren’t on the GXW roster. Are they?

GM: I’m not sure if they are, but they’re sending a message to TLC tonight.

Ripper pulls a limp Mr. White to the corner. Ripper jumps up sitting on the top turnbuckle. Ripper hoists Mr. White up in a power bomb position and tosses Mr. White from the top turnbuckle and through the table on the ringside floor. Max and Mr. Black crawl back into the ring and start trading lefts and rights, but Ripper Robertson wastes no time in helping out his partner and spears Mr. Black from behind as Max Mayhem hits a clothesline. Max kicks Lillian Watts in the ribs as he slides out of the ring. Ripper grabs the Tag Team Titles and tosses them on the down on Mr. Black. Ripper leaves the ring, Ripper and Max jump the railing and head out through the crowd.

JG: I just got word from the back that the Motor City Maniacs just signed their contracts this morning and they are indeed on the roster.

GM: Think that TLC got the message?

JG: TLC are the Unified Tag Team Champions, but oh my God! The Motor City Maniacs are here in GXW! And Tribal Instinct have made it clear that they want those titles as well!

GM: I don't know what to make of this! The Maniacs rock, but does them targeting TLC make them the de facto fan favorites?! And what about Tribal Instinct?

JG: That's a good questions, Gary Mac. I'm sure we'll get an answer sometime though. That being said, we've now got to prepare for our final match of the evening.

GM: This is the big one!

JG: It certainly is. "Good God" Kevin Powers and Gemini have battled in the past, and tonight they'll do it again. The stakes are much higher tonight though, as the man who leaves this ring victorious will be the GXW Unified Heavyweight Champion.

GM: Kevin Powers was the NthWA's ONLY World champion during its last incarnation. Absolutely no one was able to dethrone him. That's a lot of momentum to be bringing into this match.

JG: Without a doubt. Powers and Gemini were teammates of sorts in the NthWA, but I don't think that will have much bearing on this match. This is the main event for tonight's show, ladies and gentlemen, and it should be a good one. Let's go to the ring.


Unified Heavyweight Title Match

"Good God" Kevin Powers
6'10", 318 lbs.
Chicago, IL
"Let's Go All The Way" - Insane Clown Posse
Gemini
6'3", 245 lbs.
463rd Level of Hell
"The Beautiful People" - Marilyn Manson

The two combatants make their respective entrances, both receiving loud pops from the crowd. Roseanne Fairhurst accompanies Kevin Powers to the ring, but the referee insists that she go back to the locker room, despite much protesting from her and Powers. Gemini's eyes gleam as she walks back to the locker room.

JG: Evidently the referee is taking no choices of this match being marred by interference, although I can't remember Roseanne Fairhurst ever acting without provocation.

GM: She's evil. Evil, I say!

The referee shows the title belt to both men, but each man only glances at it for a moment before returning his gaze to his opponent. The referee hands the belt to the time keeper and then calls for the bell.

JG: Here we go! This one's for all the marbles!

The two men tie up and it's Powers who takes control He takes Gemini to a neutral corner and assaults him with elbows and knees the midsection. Finally, Gemini is able to block a right hand and fires off one of his own to escape the corner. He then spears Powers to the canvas and lays him into him with a series of lefts and rights before finally opting to lock on a cranial claw. Powers tries to pry Gemini off, but to no avail. Powers' attention lapses momentarily and the referee counts his shoulders down for 2 before Powers lifts his right shoulder up.

JG: Gemini employs use of the claw early on in this match and it's keeping Powers down, so how can you argue with that?

GM: You're not gonna beat Powers with a claw though. At best you'll wear him down.

Powers gets to his knees and rams an elbow into Gemini's midsection.  After 2 more elbows, Gemini breaks the hold.  Powers fires off a series of knife-edge chops and then whips him to the ropes, catching him with a running clothesline on the rebound.  Gemini is back up quickly, but gets caught with another clothesline.  Powers covers and gets a 2-count.

GM:  Gemini can't really match up with Powers when it comes to power, he needs to concentrate on weaking Powers' knee and setting up the Torquemada.

Powers quickly pulls Gemini up and drops him with a side slam.  He runs to the ropes for momentum and comes back with a thunderous legdrop and covers Gemini again.  The referee counts:  one, two...Gemini kicks out.  Powers takes issue with the referee's count but the referee does not back down from his stance.

JG:  Powers is taking issue with the count, but it looked fine to me, Garrett.

GM:  He's anxious.  This is probably the biggest match of his life.

Gemini comes up with a right hand to Powers' midsection, momentarily stunning him.  He chops Powers a few times in the chest and then whips him to the ropes.  Powers reverses, but Gemini re-reverses and sends him into the turnbuckle.  Powers staggers out of the corner and Gemini sneaks behind him and grabs him for shinbreaker.

JG:  This is where Gemini excels!  He's working over the knee now!

Gemini spins Powers around and delivers a spinning elbow smash into his face, stunning him.  Powers tries for a boot to the midsection, but Gemini catches his foot and turns it into a dragon screw legwhip, taking Powers down to the canvas.  He quickly tries to procure the Torquemada, but Powers scrambles to the ropes, forcing a break.

GM:  Smart move by Powers.  If Gemini locks on that hold, it could be curtains for him.

Gemini breaks the hold, but then grabs Powers and pulls him to his feet.  He grabs Powers by the throat for a chokeslam but Powers suddenly lashes out with a kick to the groin, sending Gemini down to one knee.

JG:  What the hell?  What is Kevin Powers doing?!

GM:  It's survival of the fittest, Grant.  He's doing what he has to in order to stay in the match!

JG:  I guess so.  I'm just not used to seeing that from Powers.

Powers whips Gemini to the ropes and levels him with a boot to the face.  Powers quickly goes to drop a knee, but Gemini is able to avoid the move by rolling out of the way.  Powers favors his knee as he stands up, allowing Gemini the opportunity to grab the injured leg, execute another dragon screw legwhip, and then lock on a Sharpshooter.

JG:  Sharpshooter!  Sharpshooter!  It could be over for Kevin Powers here!

GM:  Where did Gemini learn that?!  I've never seen him use this hold before!

The referee checks in with Powers to see if he's going to submit, but Powers ignores him, instead struggling to reach the ropes and break the hold.  He almost makes it when suddenly Gemini stands up and drags him back to the middle of the ring.

JG:  Gemini's not letting up!  He wants the win badly!

GM:  What the...?  What's that on the X-treme Screen?!

{As the action goes on in the ring, the big screen in the arena switches
to a view of Dan Ryan and Ash making their way toward the ring when out of nowhere Rob Sampson and Eddy Love attack them from the side. All four men brawl violently as security steps in to break it up.}

JG:  We've got a fight backstage!

GM:  What were Dan Ryan and Ash doing coming out here though?

JG:  I've no idea, Garrett.

Gemini catches the action on the screen and breaks the hold.  He questions the referee about it, but he simply shrugs and tells Gemini to keep wrestling.  By this time though, Kevin Powers has rolled out of the ring.  Gemini goes after him and the two men begin swinging right hands at each other.  Powers manages to gain the advantage though and rams Gemini's head into the guard rail.  Powers lifts Gemini up and then drops him on the rail throat-first.

JG:  Good lord!  This one's getting vicious!

GM:  It's all about the fifteen pounds of gold that's here in front of us, Grant.

Powers hobbles over to the announce table, grabs the title belt, and throws it to the time keeper.  He then motions for Grant and McFarland to clear out of the way and they throw off their headsets and do so.  Powers grabs Gemini by the throat and goes for a chokeslam, but Gemini kicks him in the groin to prevent the chokeslam and Powers drops him to the floor.  Gemini rams his opponent's head into the desk and then rolls him on top of it.  He then climbs up on the ring apron, gets a running start, and dives onto Powers, putting him through the table with a guillotine legdrop.  The crowd sits in stunned silence as both men lie motionless on the floor.  The announcers stay out of the way, their desk having been destroyed.  Finally, Powers and Gemini begin to stir and both climb back in the ring.

GM:  Are we on?

JG:  Folks, I hope you can hear us!  Our announce table was destroyed, but we're carrying on as best we can.

Back in the ring, Gemini locks the Torquemada on Powers.  Powers quickly makes it to the ropes, but Gemini doesn't let go.  The referee counts:  one...two...three...four...Gemini breaks the hold.  Gemini pulls Powers up and whips him to the ropes.  He sets himself for a spinebuster but Powers catches him with an elbow to the back of the head and then chokeslams him hard.

JG:  What a chokeslam!!

GM:  Powers almost put Gemini through the mat!!

JG:  Powers is getting a table!!  Why?!?!

GM:  He wants to put this one away for good is why!

Powers pulls a table into the ring and sets it up.  He sets Gemini for Kiss The Canvas and nails it through the table.  Powers covers and the referee counts:  one, two, thr...Gemini puts a foot on the bottom rope.

JG:  Gemini's not done!!  Powers can't believe it!!

GM:  Damn!!  Maybe you need to powerbomb him TWICE, Powers!!

JG:  Oh ha ha...haven't heard that one in a while.

Powers berates the referee for a moment but then turns his attention back to Gemini.  He grabs part of the broken table and throws it down on Gemini's face and then pulls him up for another Kiss The Canvas.  He hits it and drops down on top of Gemini.  The referee starts to count and the cameras shift to catch Powers foot on the bottom rope.

JG:  Wait!! Powers has his foot on the bottom rope!!

GM:  I don't think he knows it!!

JG:  How could he not?!  One...two...three!!  Powers has done it!!  Powers has won the title!!  But his foot was on the bottom rope dammit!!

Winner:  "Good God" Kevin Powers (new GXW Unified Heavyweight Champion)


{The referee calls for the bell and raises Powers hand in victory.  President Dupree walks down to the ringside and grabs the title belt and climbs into the ring.  As Powers hand is raised by President Dupree and is presented the new GXW World Title, Dan Ryan and Ash finally make it out to the ringside area and stare up at the celebration in the ring.}

JG:  Team Phenom has been thwarted again!

GM:  There's always another time, Grant!

{Dupree can't contain the smile on his face as he looks down mocking Team Phenom. Powers walks over beside him near the ring ropes and casts a smirk down at Ryan as Frankie Scott comes down as well, but Ryan simply raises his eyebrows.  Dupree turns and puts out his hand to Powers as the crowd continues to roar and is shocked when Powers puts a boot to the midsection and nails the Kiss the Canvas on the unsuspecting owner.}

JG:  What the hell?!?!  What is Powers doing?!?!

GM:  He's traded up, Grant!!  He's seen Dupree for the piece of crap he is!!

{The crowd gasps in shock as Frankie Scott, Dan Ryan and Ash climb slowly into the ring. Powers puts the boots to the fallen owner as fans boo loudly and toss trash up toward the ring. Ryan walks over and looks down at Dupree and shakes his head sadly. He motions to Ash who drags Dupree up by his hair and drops him with the Burning Sensation. Ryan motions for a mic.}

Ryan:  Dupree, you never learn. You stand there and you mock things you can never understand. When you wake up in the hospital and watch the tape of tonight's events take a look at the people around you. We are the greatest collection of talent ever assembled in a wrestling ring. There is absolutely nothing you can do to stop us. You are witnessing the future of this sport. And as a parting gift to your career, here's a little dash....of humility....

{Ryan snaps Dupree up and drives him down with all his power into the mat with a Humility Bomb.}

Ryan:  Like the dinosaurs of old, the last remaining dinosaur,you.... now...are extinct.

{"Let's Go All The Way" plays once more as Powers, Ryan, and Ash all hold up their respective title belts for all to see.  The crowd boos and throws even more trash into the ring.}

JG:  Mister Dupree is down!!  Team Phenom have injured him once again and this time his most trusted ally was in on it!!  Fans, we've got to go, but be sure to tune into Revolution for more information!!  Good night!!

{The scene fades out as Team Phenom celebrate while Dupree is carried off on a gurney.  Fade to copyright notice, and then to black.}