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MATCH 1: CALEB WALKER vs. JUSTIN DIAMOND

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The match started off with both men tearing into each other, going back and forth. After a few minutes Caleb took control, and wore down Justin with multiple submission holds. Justin rebounded eventually, with the crowd slowly getting behind him. As he was about to hit his Pure Cut cutter, Caleb blocked it and nailed a vicious German suplex. He then locked on the Bone Crusher ankle lock, and after a few moments Justin tapped.

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WINNER: CALEB WALKER by SUBMISSION

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MATCH 2/MAIN EVENT: TV TITLE #1 CONTENDER BATTLE ROYAL

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PARTICIPANTS: Jokore, Christian Campbell, Boris, Carnage, Nathan Johnson, Big Nasty, Nicky Vitale, Shawn Waters, Damion St. Claire, Memphis Madness, Fear

All men were on the top of their game, and wanted nothing more than to win this royal. The first man to be eliminated was Jokore, after Boris and Shawn Waters hit a Total Elimination tag team move. The next man to be eliminated was Memphis Madness, after Carnage delivered a tremendous Choke Slam over the top rope. A few moments passed before the next man was eliminated, who turned out to be Fear after Christian Campbell did the honors of tossing him out. Nathan Johnson was next, after Big Nasty and Nicky Vitale hit him with a double power bomb. A few more moments passed, as no one was eliminated. Eventually, Carnage was double clotheslined over the top rope by a joint effort of Damion St. Claire and Boris. Carnage kept a hold of Boris' hand, and Shawn Waters took advantage, tossing Boris over the top rope. A few more minutes passed and the next man who was eliminated turned out to be Nicky Vitale, who Damion St. Claire and Christian Campbell both double teamed on to throw him over the top. Shortly after, Christian grabbed Damion and did the honors for him as well, leaving it Christian, Shawn, and Big Nasty. The smaller men teamed up on Big Nasty, who put up a hell of a fight and avoided multiple tosses. As Christian was going for a flying cross body on Big Nasty, Nasty grabbed him and hit a fallaway slam, throwing Christian over the top. As Big Nasty was looking down to Christian, gloating, Shawn Waters took heed and dropkicked Nasty from behind, with Nasty tumbling over the top rope and a #1 Contender for the TV title is announced.

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WINNER: SHAWN WATERS, who will face the TV CHAMPION next week in his home town of SYDNEY

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BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

DANIELS: "Hello everyone and welcome to Cedar Rapids, Iowa... and welcome to BROKEN HEARTS, BROKEN BONES!!"

MASTERS: "Yes, Daniels! I can't wait to see Zodiac Thrilla vs Impaler in the first World Title Match... and then whoever wins that, faces Matt Stylez in the Main Event!"

DANIELS: "Yes, I can't wait! We'll also have Ace King versus Mack Beaudin in the 3 Levels of Pain Intercontinental Title Match! And El Pablo fights Tim Timmons in the first ever X Title Greenhouse Match!"

MASTERS: "We're going to see some broken hearts and broken bones for sure, Jarred!"

-The Broken Hearts, Broken Bones PPV is just getting kicked off as the crowd is packed at the US Cellular Center and everything is red hot-

-Everyone in attendance is expecting to see the first World Title match of the evening but instead the camera turns to the crowd and someone is walking through the crowd down to the ring-

DANIELS: "Who the hell is that, what the hell is going on here, William??"

MASTERS: I dunno but I expect there to be an explanation! I wanted to see Zodiac get his ass...."

DANIELS: "Wait a minute it's ANDREW ARASHAVIN!"

MASTERS: "Oh what the hell is he doing here? I thought he was gone for good!"

DANIELS: "Alot has been rumoured about his lack of focus, hopefully we will get some answers!"

-Andrew Arashavin hops the guard rail, asks for a mic and enters the ring. He's looking pretty good but obvious he's been out of the ring frame of mind for some time. He takes off his sun glasses, wearing a blue pin stripe suit. He begins to speak-

AA: "I just wanted to come out here tonight..."

-He is interrupted by the crowd who give him an amazing pop and he stops and soaks it all up, wiping a tear from his eye and continues...-

AA "Thank you, I just wanted to come out here and say a few things."

-He pauses and looks to be enjoying the moment-

AA: "Last month was the worst in my life. The last thing I should have done was enter a ring, thats why I wasn't fully on my game. The week leading up to the Highway To Hell match both my parents were involved in an accident, both passing away. My body was in the matches since but mentally I was gone. Until this time I had never valued life so much, but also never felt so much pain. Since their deaths I've had to care for my grand parents and my younger brother and sister. Its being hard. I'm not here tonight to talk about what i'm going to do next but I'm here to thank Derek Damage and Alan Fiscus who have being amazing throughout all of this and I'm back for you guys."

-He looks at the camera with a serious look on his face-

AA: "Alan, Derek, I felt like I had no one and nowhere to go, but you both gave me time and space and I assure you. Andrew Arashavin is back!"

-As abruptly as the interview started he threw the mic down and left through the crowd-

MASTERS: "Even I am man enough to feel for this young man, and I'm glad to see him back."

DANIELS: "And now it's time for our first match, and it's for the World title!"

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1ST WORLD TITLE MATCH: IMPALER vs. THE ZODIAC THRILLA

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MASTERS: "And Impaler's gonna not only possess the title, but now he'll OWN the title too!"

DANIELS: "And here he comes!"

("WAR MACHINE" begins to play over the PA as the crowd boos loudly. Impaler walks out, with Eric Ryan, and the CZW World Heavyweight Title draped over his right shoulder. He seems to bathe in the boos, as they both pause. Eric has a huge smile on his face, as both men walk down to the ring)

MASTERS: "There's a man who is confident and powerful!"

DANIELS: "There's a man who is a thief and a liar!"

("ANOTHER BODY MURDERED" begins to play as the crowd explodes. The Zodiac Thrilla comes out, with a very somber look on his face. As soon as he's visible, his eyes are locked on Impaler in the ring. He finally acknowledges the crowd, and then begins to run down to the ring. As soon as he enters, both men begin trading blows)

DANIELS: "I knew it wouldn't take long for this war to begin!"

MASTERS: "What a way to start off the PPV!"

-Zodiac and Impaler are going back and forth, but Zodiac is obviously very sore after all the pain he has gone through. Impaler takes advantage and throws Zodiac to the ropes. Zodiac comes back and nails Impaler with a flying forearm. Zodiac hits a few more and goes to the ropes again. This time, Impaler catches him with a vicious lariat, knocking Zodiac down to the mat fast-

MASTERS: "Zodiac's done. After everything he's been through, he should have the frequent flyer miles racked up!"

DANIELS: "He has heart though, Masters, and that goes a long way."

-Impaler picks up Zodiac, and drops a few forearms to his back. He throws him very hard into the turnbuckle, making Zodiac bounce back and fall face first. Impaler picks him up for a power bomb, near the ropes, but Zodiac rebounds with a few punches to Impaler's head, and hits a Hurricanrana on Impaler over the top rope, onto the floor-

DANIELS: "Zodiac's taking it to the streets!"

-Zodiac is up, but gingerly. He kicks at the fallen Impaler's head and goes and grabs a chair. He throws the chair at Impaler, nailing him right in the head as the crowd reacts with cheers. He then places the chair on Impaler's head, hops up to the ring apron and flips over landing a legdrop onto the chair-

MASTERS: "I gotta give it to Zodiac, he's going all out! He's gonna have to, or Impaler will kill him!"

-Zodiac picks up Impaler, but Impaler pokes him in the eye. He then grabs Zodiac, and irish whips him into the guardrail, making the crowd wince-

MASTERS: "His back is broken!"

DANIELS: "No way.."

-Impaler then grabs Zodiac and tosses him back in the ring. He grabs Zodiac by the throat, and nails a choke slam. He goes for the pin-

ONE

TWO

TH-KICK OUT DANIELS: "Too soon, Impaler! That's the World Champ!"

-Impaler picks up Zodiac, and knees him in the head. He then bounces off of the rope and kicks Zodiac in the head. He goes to toss Zodiac to the ropes for another big boot, but Zodiac ducks it. The rebound, and Zodiac ducks a clothesline.. Zodiac comes back and nails a dropkick to Impaler's face-

MASTERS: "Ouch!"

-Zodiac then runs to the ropes, and dropkicks Impaler's knee, bringing him down to the mat. Zodiac runs to the ropes again, then time delivering a blistering baseball slide, right into the Impaler's shoulder. He goes for the cover-

ONE

TWO-KICK OUT

MASTERS: "Zodiac's like the buzzing, annoying fly... and soon Impaler will squash him soon!"

-Zodiac sluggishly gets up, and goes and hops up on the top turnbuckle. He leaps, and nails Impaler with a flying back senton, across Impaler's chest. He goes for the cover again-

ONE

TWO

TH-KICK OUT

MASTERS: "Impaler's a monster!"

DANIELS: "Zodiac's not sure if he can put him down!"

-Zodiac goes to the ropes and comes back looking for a swinging DDT, but Impaler catches him with a spinebuster slam. Impaler goes for the cover-

ONE

TWO

T-KICK OUT

DANIELS: "Impaler just knocked the air out of Zodiac, is he too bruised and sore to come back now?"

MASTERS: "The answer is simple. YES!"

-Impaler lifts Zodiac on to his shoulders and unleashes a dominating JUSTIFIABLE HOMICIDE OUT OF NOWHERE!!-

MASTERS: "IT'S OVER NOW, JARRED!! JUST LIKE THAT!"

-Impaler gloats for a moment, as Zodiac is lifeless. Impaler finally goes to pick up Zodiac, who amazingly and with instinct alone grabs Impaler by the head, and rolls him up in a small package-

ONE

TWO

THREE!!

**DING DING**

-Impaler is shocked and screaming at the ref, as Zodiac remains pretty much lifeless lying on the mat. Impaler is obviously frustrated, and starts to kick at the fallen Zodiac. The ref and others come down to try to pry Impaler off, who is acting like an animal who smells blood. He finally stops, gets out of the ring and grabs the World Title from Eric Ryan. He then gets back in the ring, and the refs wisely keep their distance. He looks down at Zodiac, and then looks at the title, and in a motion to the title of "I'll see you later" he drops the title on Zodiac's chest, and walks away. The crowd is cheering as Zodiac finally gets up, and looks out at Impaler and Ryan as they leave up the ramp-

TOWERS: "YOUR WINNER AND STILL CZW WORLD CHAMPION, THE ZODIAC THRILLA!!!"

DANIELS: "Zodiac surprised Impaler and got the win, fair and square!"

MASTERS: "That was NOT fair, Daniels!"

DANIELS: "How not??"

MASTERS: "It wasn't fair because... because Zodiac did it, that's why!"

DANIELS: "Oh please! We're getting word we need to cut to the back."

Ruthless had on her wrestling gear as she bump into Shawn it seems. He had on one of his very high price suit it seems and was standing in front of her with a bit of a smirks. Ruthless just rolled her eyes and fix her baseball cap as she loop up at him.

RUTH: "Why do I have the honor to have you standing in front of me?"

He place his hands inside of his pockets as he looked down at her.

SHAWN: "Just know I saw your photos and I bet you really think that was funny."

She laughs a bit herself as she looked up at him.

RUTH: "It seems the Prez thought it was funny, but don’t worry.. he tore into my ass about the photos. So I will redo them. So can you move out of my way because I have a match I need to get ready for?"

She push past him and he smirks as he made her look at him.

SHAWN: "You better not mess this up. You see I have put a lot of money into the women division and if you DO anything to cost me to lose out on my money. There will be hell to paid. I respect your talents, don't get me wrong. I just want what's best for the CZW."

She pull her arm out of his grab as she look up at him.

RUTH: "Let get something straight here. I am not like all the other women that might have fall on their knees in the past and suck that tiny little ... of yours to get a job around. If I remember correctly, when I was done my try out match.. You looked at me and said no but Alan was the one that hired me. He saw something more then you see in me. I will be making this company money till the point you will get tired of looking at my damn face. You will be wishing for the fans to stop cheering for me but it won’t happen. I am the wrestler that is all about this sport and also about the fans. I am going to give you a warning myself. If you ever try to speak down to me again. You better hope I don’t have my little friend around with me and no I am not talking about Ace. My friend is someone long and hard that is ready to bash some head. My friend is call my dear baseball bat. So don’t push me Shawn."

She smirks as she walked away as he stood pissed off at what just happen between them.

SHAWN (to himself): "Sheesh, she makes it out like I am a horrible prick. I just want the people to see EVERY asset the CZW has to offer..."

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CZW QUEEN SHOWCASE: RUTHLESS AGGRESSION vs. THE LOVELY ZOE

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MASTERS: "Oh next is the women's match, Jarred! Two hotties getting it on!"

DANIELS: "Show some respect, these are professional athletes!"

MASTERS: "Heh, don't I know it!"

("MAN UP" plays as the Lovely Zoe comes out, in tiger themed wrestling gear. The crowd boos. She ignores them as she makes her way to the ring)

MASTERS: "Dear god, that outfit is hot!"

DANIELS: "Contain yourself, William!"

(The arena is pitch black and then they heard a over voice “Ruthless Aggression” and it goes into her theme song “LAST RESORT” by Papa Roach came blasting in the speakers and the crowd was on their feet. They started to sing along with the sound as Ruthless came walking down to the ramp and she play off the fans a bit. She walked over to the apron and jump all and looked out to the crowd with a grin as she sing the song with them. She stood in the middle and threw her hand up in the up leaning over the ropes mouthing the words of the song till it lower down. She takes off her leather jacket and pull out her gloves and place them on ready to fight)

-The match starts off with both women focusing intently on each other. Ruth Ann is the first to make a move, taking down Zoe with a clothesline. Zoe quickly gets to her feet, only to receive a second Ruth clothesline. The fans are cheering Ruth, who grabs Zoe by the hair, before locking her in an armbar. Zoe quickly escapes though, yanking Ruth’s hair, pulling a few strands out as well. Ruth ducks a punch attempt, before wailing on Zoe with left and rights. Zoe drops to the ground and rolls outside to avoid the focused Ruth Ann. The referee begins the count-

ONE

TWO

THREE

DANIELS: "Get back in the ring, Zoe!"

MASTERS: "She's playing Ruth, don't you realize!?"

-Zoe rolls into the ring, then rolls out, breaking the count. She turns around the face the crowd, which proves to be a bad mistake as Ruth hits a baseball slide to Zoe’s back, causing her to fall forward and collide with the barricade. Ruth goes to the outside and grabs Zoe by the hair. Zoe gets rolled into the ring, Ruth following. Ruth looks to lock in a Sharpshooter, but Zoe kicks Ruth off before the manoeuvre can be completed. Zoe gingerly gets to her feet, ducking a Ruth Ann clothesline, and ends up behind Ruth. Zoe takes the stumbling Ruth by surprise grabbing her head and hitting a Reverse DDT. Zoe rolls over for the cover- ONE

TWO

-Ruth kicks out well before the three. Zoe stands and kicks Ruth in the side of the head. Zoe takes her chance to head to the top, hoping to hit a legdrop. Ruth realises all too late and it connects. Another cover-

ONE

TWO

-Ruth barely gets her shoulder up this time. Zoe realises she is in control. She lifts Ruth to her feet, then whips her into the turnbuckle. Zoe runs at Ruth and hits a clothesline! Ruth staggers out of the corner, allowing Zoe to hit a DDT! Cover!-

ONE

TWO

THR...NO

DANIELS:" Close call, William! I don't think the crowd expected this much action, and I hope they're surprised!"

MASTERS: "Oh they're surprised alright, this is the CZW baby!"

-Ruthless somehow gets her shoulder up. Zoe gets frustrated by this and begins to complain. Ruth, meanwhile, struggles to her feet. Zoe turns around, right into a NIGHTMARE!!! Zoe has been laid out. But that move also took a lot out of Ruth, who is lying near Zoe, just as out of it. The ref has no choice but to begin the count.-

MASTERS: "Damn that move was vicious!"

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

Both women begin to stir.

SEVEN

EIGHT

Ruth is up! She crawls over for the pin on Zoe.

ONE

-Zoe kicks out. Ruth stands (aided by the ropes), waiting for Zoe to stand. When Zoe (also using the ropes) is able to stand, Ruth runs over for a clothesline, but Zoe has the presence of mind to drop down, pulling the top rope with her. Ruth takes a tumble to the outside. She lands HARD! Zoe rests in the corner, trying to catch her breath. Meanwhile, Ruth has still not responded-

DANIELS: "Ruth may have injured her shoulder on her fall out, she seems to be in pain!"

MASTERS: "Maybe I need to go over there and help her up!"

ONE

TWO

THREE

-Zoe rolls outside, restarting the count. She walks over to the prone Ruth. She goes to grab Ruth, but Ruth grabs her first!!! Zoe is dragged to the ground, before being mounted by Ruth, who delivers a series of hard blows to her head. Zoe struggles and eventually resorts to raking Ruth’s eyes, causing Ruth to roll off. Both women make it back to the ring before the ten count (although just barely). Both women face each other in a stare-off. They begin circling, before Zoe rolls out of the ring again. This action is met with many boos, as the crowd thought a showdown was about to happen. Zoe goes face to face with a female crowd member, and they begin screaming at each other. Zoe fails to notice Ruth come from behind. Ruth whips Zoe into the side of the ring, her back slamming hard into the canvas. Ruth then delivers a swift kick to the midsection, before climbing onto the barricade. Zoe stands up and Ruth jumps...-

DANIELS: "ZOE DUCKS!!!"

-Ruth crashes hard into the steel steps. Zoe rolls into the ring, then back out, breaking the count. She walks over to the prone Ruth and lines her up. Irish-whip. But it’s reversed; Zoe is the one who is sent flying into the steps. Ruth gingerly rolls into the ring, while Zoe tries to recover from the whip-

MASTERS: "Oh no, poor Zoe! Get up! We need medical help, Jarred!"

-The ref reaches the halfway point in his count just as Zoe stands. She climbs onto the apron, where Ruth grabs her and suplexes her into the ring. Ruth climbs to the top turnbuckle, obviously looking for the Light’s Out! She lines Zoe up...But Zoe rolls out of the way. Ruth Ann hits the canvas hard. Zoe rolls her over and goes for the pinfall-

ONE

TWO

-Ruth gets her foot on the bottom rope. Zoe stands up to complain. This gives Ruth the chance to roll up Zoe-

ONE

Zoe rolls through, pulling Ruth in for a Small Package!

ONE

TWO

Ruth shifts her weight and ends up on top of Zoe.

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT

DANIELS: "Amazing match here from Zoe and Ruth!"

MASTERS: "This ain't your mama's wrestling!"

-Zoe throws Ruth to the ropes, and then leap frogs over her. Ruth on the rebound, ducks a clothesline. But as she was heading to the ropes, Zoe followed, smudging her against the ropes from behind. She drops down and rolls Ruth over, going for the pin... and has a handful of tights! The ref doesn't see it!-

ONE

TWO

THREE!!!!

MASTERS: "AH HA! ZOE WINS!"

DANIELS: "She cheated, William! Just like an Upstart would!"

MASTERS: "She's learned from the BEST, Jarred!"

-Ruth is up and pissed, yelling at the referee. Zoe is out on the floor, raising her arms in victory with a huge smile on her face. Ruth turns her attention down to Zoe, who then points and tells her it's not over. Zoe fires back with some choice words all the while leaving up the ramp-

DANIELS: "I have a feeling, this is only the beginning of the Ruth and Zoe rivalry!"

MASTERS: "I have a feeling too, but it's not about that!"

DANIELS: "EGAD! Let's move on to the next match!"

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IAN CHADWICK vs. KENNY HENDRIX vs. ED COVEY

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TOWERS: "Ladies and gentlemen, before the next contest gets underway, I have been instructed to let you know that there has been a change to the advertised card. Due to unavoidable circumstances, "Irish" Ian Chadwick has been unable to attend tonight's show, and as a result will NOT be competing in this match. Therefore, the following contest is now a standard one-on-one match, scheduled for one fall.. Introducing first, from Death Row, weighing in at 260lbs.. KENNY HENDRIX!"

(The crowd boos loudly as "Parasite" begins blaring out of the PA and Hendrix and his manager Theo head out towards the ring. The pair look around at the fans, both grinning smugly at the hatred being directed their way. Hendrix climbs into the ring and does a few stretches as Theo takes up his position outside)

TOWERS: "And his opponent, from Trenton, New Jersey, weighing in at 230lbs.. "SPECIAL" ED COVEY!!!"

(The crowd erupts into cheers as "Shut Me Up" starts playing and Covey steps out onto the rampway. In one hand he holds his ever-present companion Loki, in the other a sunburst Fender Stratocaster Guitar)

DANIELS: "Certainly no question as to who the fan favourite is here Masters!"

MASTERS: "Well, maybe not, but being popular with the fans doesn't make you a good wrestler, something I think "Special" Ed is gonna find out the hard way here tonight!"

DANIELS: "Covey also bringing a guitar out here, presumably as some sort of homage to the man he THINKS is Jimi Hendrix."

MASTERS: "Ugh..."

DANIELS: "I wonder what's happened to Ian Chadwick though..."

MASTERS: "You kidding me? He's Irish! He's probably passed out in a pub somewhere!"

DANIELS: "Not that you'd ever want to be accused of stereotyping though, right?"

MASTERS: "Of course not!"

-The bell rings, and Covey and Hendrix start circling the ring, staring each other down and contemplating their first move. Covey stops, and points at Hendrix, turning his head to the crowd and shouting "IT'S HIM!" He gets down on his knees and starts bowing down in respect. Hendrix looks on baffled for a few seconds, then decides enough is enough, walks over and stomps down on Covey's head. Hendrix lifts Covey to his feet and delivers a suplex, then lifts him up again and whips him off the ropes, taking him down with a clothesline-

DANIELS: "Hendrix certainly taking the early advantage here."

MASTERS: "And I'd expect it to stay that way against this idiot!"

-Covey gets back to his feet and is met with a headbutt by Hendrix, who whips Covey into the corner, slamming his spine against the turnbuckle. Hendrix strolls over and starts nailing Covey with right hands to the face, then grabs him round the throat and attempts to choke him out-

DANIELS: "Come on ref, he's trying to choke him!"

MASTERS: "There's not a damn thing the referee can do about it Daniels, it's No-DQ all the way now remember?"

DANIELS: "Yeah but come on!"

-After a few seconds Hendrix releases the choke and steps back, staring with contempt at the fans who are currently booing him. He charges forward and nails Covey with a reverse elbow to the face. Covey slumps to the floor, Hendrix rolls him over and goes for a cover-

ONE.. KICK OUT!

DANIELS: "Hendrix looking to end this thing early.. TOO early!"

-Hendrix drops a leg on Covey, then lifts him up and whips him off the ropes again. Hendrix goes for a clothesline, but Covey ducks, hits the ropes again, and gets hit with a powerslam by Hendrix, who attempts another pin-

ONE.. KICK OUT!

-Hendrix lifts Covey to his knees and goes for another fist to the head, but Covey blocks it and hits back with a punch of his own, Hendrix tries again, but again Covey blocks it and hits Hendrix. Covey gets to his knees and lands a few more punches before whipping Hendrix off the ropes and knocking him down with an elbow block. Hendrix staggers back to his feet, Covey grabs him from behind and hits a Russian Leg Sweep, then bounces off the ropes again and hits a Rolling Thunder. Covey goes for the pin-

ONE.. KICK OUT!

DANIELS: "Covey starting to build some momentum of his own now."

-Covey pulls Hendrix to his feet and takes him right back down again with a snapmare, keeping his arms locked round the neck in a sleeper hold. Hendrix attempts to fight out of it, but his strength slowly starts to ebb away. Covey drops to his stomach, taking Hendrix down to the mat as well, the sleeper still locked in. The referee examines the situation, and when convinced that Hendrix may be out, raises his arm to see if he has in fact lost the match-

1...

2...

DANIELS: "And would you look at this!? What the hell is he playing at!?"

-The referee stops counting and heads over to the side of the ring, where Theo has clambered onto the apron. Covey keeps the hold locked in for a few more seconds until he realises that something isn't right, at which point he turns and sees the referee arguing with Theo. He breaks the hold and heads over towards them, but before he gets there Theo jumps down and backs out of the way. Covey exchanges a few choice words before turning and heading back over to Hendrix who is now stirring again. Covey lifts Hendrix to his knees but Hendrix catches him with a right hand. Covey responds with an elbow to the head, dropping Hendrix to the mat again. Covey picks him up again and goes for an Irish Whip, but Hendrix counters. Covey bounces off the ropes, and Hendrix catches him with a spinebuster. Hendrix drops to the floor, still trying to recover from Covey's onslaught. The referee begins a count-

1...

2...

3...

4...

-Hendrix climbs back to his feet and drags Covey, who is on his hands and knees, into the corner. Hendrix starts stomping away at Covey, then attempts to choke him with his boot. He keeps the boot in for about 5 seconds, then steps back and heads over to the opposite corner. He charges over towards the slumped Covey, who rolls out of the way at the last second, sending Hendrix crashing front first into the turnbuckle-

DANIELS: "OHH NOBODY HOME!"

-As Hendrix bounces backwards, Covey seizes the initiative and rolls him up in a schoolboy pin. However, before the referee can begin counting his attention is again diverted by Theo climbing up on the apron-

DANIELS: "For God's sakes, get that man out of here!"

MASTERS: "What? I can't see anything!"

DANIELS: "Why am I not surprised?"

-After an easy would-be 3 count, a frustrated Covey breaks the pin and again heads over to confront Theo, who jumps out of the way. Covey turns back round, but Hendrix has jumped back to his feet and nails him with the Get Over Here DDT, then quickly goes for the cover-

1...

2... KICK OUT!

DANIELS: "NEAR FALL! I thought that could have been it right there!"

MASTERS: "How'd he kick out of that!?"

-Hendrix is getting somewhat infuriated that the match so far hasn't exactly gone his way, and with an intense look on his face he rolls Covey over and applied a hard Boston Crab. Covey cries out in pain, desperately trying to fight his way out-

DANIELS: "Boston Crab! And it's locked in tight!"

MASTERS: "Look at the pain on that idiot's face, I LOVE IT!"

-The referee asks Covey if he wants to give up. Covey refuses, and starts trying to crawl his way over to the ropes. Mercifully, he finally makes it, but Hendrix refuses to break the hold. The referee yells at Hendrix to let go as Covey continues to scream in pain and shake the ropes violently. Theo also seizes this opportunity to take a few shots at Covey's head. Finally the referee loses patience, and literally pulls Hendrix off of Covey, breaking the hold. Hendrix stares the referee down, backing him into the corner. Covey pulls himself back to his feet using the ropes, and notices Hendrix has his back turned. Covey steps forward and stalks his opponent, who is still staring deep into the eyes of the referee with a look of thunder on his face-

MASTERS: "TURN AROUND HENDRIX!!!"

-As if hearing Masters' advice, Hendrix steps back from the referee and turns round.. right into a big spinebuster from Covey. Covey runs over to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle, then comes crashing down with a big moonsault onto the chest of Hendrix. Covey goes for the cover, but yet again Theo climbs onto the apron and distracts the referee's attention-

DANIELS: "THIS IS JUST RIDICULOUS NOW!"

-Finally Covey snaps. He slides out of the adjacent side of the ring and sneaks round to where Theo is stood. Covey grabs Theo's leg and yanks him off the apron, Theo's head crashing off the canvas. Covey looks towards Loki, still sat on the steps, and points to the motionless body of Theo-

COVEY: "Watch him Loki!"

DANIELS: "FINALLY that jackass is taken out of the equation!"

MASTERS: "You're calling THEO a jackass? Covey just spoke to a wig-wearing coconut for Christ's sake!"

-Covey slides back into the ring and heads over towards Hendrix, who is stood bent over with one hand on the ropes and the other tucked into his stomach. As Covey approaches, Hendrix turns round suddenly and swings the butt of his axe at Covey's head. Somehow, Covey reads it and ducks, then grabs the back of Hendrix's neck and plants him with another Russian Leg Sweep-

DANIELS: "Did you see that!? Hendrix tried to use that damn axe of his to behead Covey!!!"

MASTERS: "That's a lie! And even if he did it obviously didn't work!"

-Covey yells out to the crowd, who respond with a huge cheer. He then picks Hendrix up and whips him into the corner. He checks to see if Theo is still down, then lifts Hendrix up onto the top turnbuckle-

DANIELS: "This could be it right here! Covey's setting Hendrix up!"

MASTERS: "Fight it Hendrix! Fight it! NOOOOO!!!"

-The crowd explodes as Covey hits his Special Driver, driving Hendrix head-first into the mat. Another quick check on Theo, and Covey covers-

1...

MASTERS: "KICKOUT!"

2...

MASTERS: "KICKOUT!!"

THREE!!!

MASTERS: "NOOOOOOOO!!!"

*DING DING DING*

TOWERS: "The winner of this match... SPECIAL ED COVEY!!!"

DANIELS: "He did it! The crazy son of a bitch did it!"

MASTERS: "I can't believe that freak won! This is an outrage!!!"

-The crowd erupts as the referee raises Covey's hand. Covey walks around the ring applauding the fans, then stops as if he's heard something. He turns towards Loki, and heads over to the corner, dropping down onto his stomach so he can "hear" better-

DANIELS: "Now what's going on here?"

MASTERS: "I don't even wanna know..."

-After a few seconds of "discussion", Covey slides out of the ring and heads over to the announce tables. He picks the guitar up, and slides into the ring with it. He hoists it up, but then looks at his free hand as if he's forgotten something. He looks over at Loki again, and sees a box of matches lying next to him. Covey grins, heads over to the corner again and picks the matches up-

DANIELS: "What? Where the hell did those matches come from?"

MASTERS: "I.. uh.. Good question..."

-With a somewhat unsettling grin on his face, Covey removes a match from the box and lights it. He holds the guitar above his head and then holds the match up to it, causing the guitar to go up in flames-

DANIELS: "Covey just set that guitar on fire! What the hell is going on!?"

MASTERS: "Again, I don't know, I just know it can't be good!"

-Covey carries the flaming guitar over to Hendrix, who has now risen to his hands and knees, occasionally grabbing his head. Covey taps Hendrix on the shoulder and waves the guitar at him, pointing with his other hand. Hendrix staggers back to his feet, looking completely puzzled. Covey eagerly hands him the guitar, then reaches down into his boot and pulls out a marker pen-

DANIELS: "You've gotta be kidding me..."

-Covey holds the marker pen out towards Hendrix, nodding and grinning like an excited child. Hendrix stands stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly lifts the guitar above his head and brings it crashing down on the skull of Covey-

DANIELS: "GOOD GOD! A FLAMING GUITAR, RIGHT TO THE HEAD!!!"

MASTERS: "Well what did that idiot expect? He just lost a match and then gets an autograph request - a WRONG autograph request I might add - from the very person that caused that loss!"

-Hendrix throws the now-broken guitar out of the ring, and heads over to the side of the ring. He spots Theo, only just beginning to move back to his feet, and yells at him to get in the ring. Theo slowly crawls in, and Hendrix drags the limp body of Covey over near the corner of the ring. He exchanges a few words with Theo, then steps up onto the second rope. Theo gingerly lifts Covey to his feet and carries him over to Hendrix, who grabs him round the throat with both hands-

DANIELS: "Oh come on now! Not this! Not this as well!"

MASTERS: "He ASKED for it Daniels!"

-Hendrix stares angrily into the eyes of Covey, then hoists him high into the air and delivers a CAPITAL OFFENSE. Hendrix and Theo stare at the motionless body of Covey for a few seconds, before leaving the ring and heading back up the rampway-

DANIELS: "Insanity, William! And now we're set to crown the first CZW TV Champion!"

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RONNIE McNEIL vs. SCOTTY SIMON

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TOWERS: "This contest is scheduled for one fall, The winner will be the first ever Combat Zone Television Champion. Introducing first... From Tampa, Florida… SCOTTY SIMON!"

(“Smoke on the Water” blares and Scotty Simon appears on the ramp. The fans aren’t sure whether to cheer or boo resulting in a culmination of the two. He smirks and poses at the top of the ramp before making his way down to the ring. He slides in and prepares for battle)

TOWERS: "Next, From Birmingham, Alabama… RONNIE McNEIL!"

([The crowd goes wild as "Remember the Name" by Fort Minor begins to play. As the song moves into the opening verse, Ronnie steps out from behind the curtain as he just stands there in his hooded vest, hood over his head, bouncing from side to side]

Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about

It's like this y'all (c'mon!)

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will

Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

Mike!

He doesn't need his name up in lights

He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic

He feels so unlike everybody else, alone

In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him

But fuck em, he knows the code

It's not about the salary

It's all about reality and making some noise

Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up

That means when he puts it down

Tak's pickin it up!

Let's go!

[He makes his slow walk to the ring, casually nodding to the fans that line the aisle. He slowly walks up the ring steps, and steps through the ropes. Ronnie stands on the middle rope, holding one arm above him, before stepping down, and leaning over in a corner]

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will

Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

[He takes the hood from off his head, then takes the vest off completely, tossing it to the floor, awaiting the beginning of the match)

MASTERS: "This should be interesting, The fans hate them both!"

DANIELS: "Ronnie has been on both ends of the spectrum, and Scotty completely disgraced his opponent last week."

DING DING DING

-The match gets underway and immediately Ronnie gets the upperhand. He goes in for a grapple but instead kicks Scotty in the mid-section. Scotty buckles over leaving himself wide open for a well executed DDT. Ronnie jumps up with a lot of enthusiasm and jumps into the air falling down onto Scotty with a massive legdrop. Ronnie again pops up and does it again. Scotty seems to have no answer for the speed of Ronnie. Ronnie runs and jumps onto the top turnbuckle, but Scotty musters up enough energy to run against the ropes and cause Ronnie to fall to the top, legs spread. Scotty capitalizes on Ronnies miscue and climbs up with him. He then angrily throws Ronnie to the mat with a hellacious Superplex. Both men hit the mat with a thunderous BAM and lay holding their lower backs.-

DANIELS: "What a shot!"

MASTERS: "Ah, it wasn’t that big… they are wimps."

DANIELS: "Would you say that if they were standing here?"

MASTERS: "Of course I would."

-Ronnie is back on his feet and Scotty is as well. Ronnie and Scotty both go in for the grapple but Ronnie again goes on the offensive with a Snap Suplex. He doesn’t release and picks Scottie up and slams him down with another suplex. Again he picks him up this time raising him high in the air and delivering an inverted suplex. Ronnie bounces Scotty off the mat and then jumps back up. His ambition raging, as his adrenaline is pumping. He runs off to the left and then comes back and nails Scotty with an elbow drop. Scotty clearly still has no answer for the speed of Ronnie McNeil. Ronnie goes to the legs of Scotty and then locks in a Figure-4 Leg Lock. Scotty screams in agony. The referee checks for the tap but Scotty musters his energy up and grabs the ropes. Ronnie refuses to let up-

DANIELS: "He might get disqualified…"

MASTERS: "What an idiot!"

-Ronnie releases and Scotty doubles over in pain. He holds his legs. Ronnie smiles as he looks out into the fans who are starting to warm up to his in-ring ability. Ronnie begins to prowl around. Scotty gets to his feet and is clearly dazed. He stumbles around and then turns to Ronnie who delivers a swift Elbow to the throat of Scotty. Scotty grabs his throat in pain..-

DANIELS: "That’s it! The Fade to Black!!!"

-Ronnie nails the first russian legsweep and then follows with the front russian legsweep that is called the “Fade to Black” He rolls Scotty over for the pin-

1….

2….

3…

NO!!! Ronnie lifted Scotties shoulder up.

-Ronnie wasn’t done with Scotty. Scotty is completely out of it and Ronnie picks up Scotty and smiles playing to the crowd-

MASTERS: "WHAT THE!!!"

-Ronnie then kicks Scotty in the stomach and he buckles. Ronnie picks him up and nails the IDLEWILD! Ronnie laughs as now Scotty is unconcious and not moving. Ronnie smiles as he kicks Scotty over onto his back and places a foot on Scotties chest-

1….

2….

3….

DING DING DING

DANIELS: "He did it!! He is the new Television Champion!!!"

MASTERS: "Wow, Give him some credit. He completely dominated Simon. What’s this!?"

-Ronnie is handed his T.V. Title but the celebration is short lived as Shawn Waters comes running from the back. He slides into the ring and gets nose to nose with Ronnie. Both men stare down each other and appear at the brink of a catastrophic meltdown. Shawn Waters smiles and holds out his hand in congratulations. Ronnie grasps his hand and shakes it. He goes to turn around to finish his celebration but Waters jerks him back around causing Ronnie to flinch expecting a cheap shot. Waters pulls a mic from his back pocket, still holding Ronnies hand in the handshake form and is eye to eye with the new champ-

WATERS: "Ronnie, You may be the current champion. Congratulations right now, but next week your reign will come to an end because Shawn Waters will be the NEW Television Champion. Enjoy that belt while you can because your time is ALREADY almost up!"

-Shawn shoves Ronnie back and then climbs from the ring and walks up the ramp. He motions as if he is wearing a belt and Ronnie just stares on, almost dumbfounded. Ronnie looks at his new belt and raises it into the air as the camera fades to commercial-

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MARCH 27TH... LIVE FROM HAMBURG, GERMANY.. cZw PRESENTS.... ROAD TO GLORY

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X TITLE GREENHOUSE MATCH: EL PABLO vs. TIM TIMMONS

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DANIELS: "The crowd is in a frenzy after that last match. Welcome back folks, if you're just joining us, you've been missing what is building up to be one of the greatest pay per views in history!"

MASTERS: "This doesn't happen often, but I can agree with you there, Jerod. And it's about to get even better!"

DANIELS: "That's right. Up next we are debuting a new type of match that takes the term hardcore to a whole new level!"

MASTERS: "New level? It takes the term hardcore and slaps it like a woman before having it's way with her!"

DANIELS: "I find that to be just a little uncalled for William."

MASTERS: "You would. Let's get down to the ring where the match is set to begin."

-Big Daddy Rogers has just finished helping the ring crew install the last of the four tables of glass around the four sides of the ring. He gives the nod to Jessica Towers and follows the crew to the back-

TOWERS: "The next match is CZW's first ever Greenhouse match and it is for the CZW X Title! Introducing first, the challenger making his way from Toronto, Ontario, Canada and weighing in at two hundred and sixty eight pounds, he is "The Hardcore Master" Tim Timmons!"

("STRICKEN" by Disturbed begins to blast across the arena, the fans immediately throwing out their displeasure with Timmons. Tim hits the ramp and takes in the arena, a battle damaged Carnage just beside him. Tim turns and instructs Carnage to head to the back)

DANIELS: "Timmons is actually telling Carnage to keep away from ringside."

MASTERS: "Of course he is! Timmons is The Hardcore Master. He doesn't need anyones help in this match, and he's going to prove it tonight when he takes home the X title."

DANIELS: "I think it's because Carnage has cost him a few matches recently."

MASTERS: "Why don't you keep your theories to yourself and just get back to calling the play by plays. Leave the real commentary to the pros."

-Timmons begins his descent towards the ring, not paying attention to the fans unkind chants towards him. He enters the ring and gives Jessica Towers a once over before standing back and glaring towards the ramp-

TOWERS: "And his opponent, hailing from Portsmouth, England and weighing in at two hundred and five punds, he is the CZW X title champion...El Pa..." Jessica is interupted as Timmons takes the mic away from her.

TIMMONS: "This is just stupid. There's no way on Earth El Chico is coming to the ring tonight. Obviously he's unable to compete, much less walk after what happened to him last week. So somebody in management needs to go ahead and come down here and just give me the damn belt! Because there is no way..."

(Suddenly, A hush descends over the crowd as the lights go out, leaving the arena in total darkness. The opening riff to "BEEN TRAINING DOGS" kicks in, with bright white spotlights switching on and off in various places across the arena, keeping time with the beat. As the drums kick in, a huge wall of pyro shoots up from the stage, and El Pablo steps out to huge cheers from the crowd, dressed in his ring gear with dark sunglasses on his face. He also has a ladder with him. He stands on the stage for a few seconds playing to the crowd, before bounding down the ramp. He jumps up onto the apron.. after tossing the ladder into the ring.. and vaults over the top rope, then heads over to one of the far turnbuckles and climbs up, saluting the crowd. He repeats this on the adjacent turnbuckle, then removes his sunglasses and tosses them to a stagehand outside the ring)

DANIELS: "And there's the X title champion, El Pablo! He made it after all! The fans are really eating him and that ladder up tonight!"

MASTERS: "The fans are morons. They're blind to their own thoughts. They love whoever they deem good, and hate anyone they deem bad. They're all sheep! And Pablo's a cheater! No one said anything about bringing a laddder to the match!"

DANIELS: "Redardless, I find it to be a great display of courage that Pablo is even out here tonight after the beating he suffered last week at the hands of Timmons and Carnage!"

MASTERS: "You call that courage? What realm of Dungeons and Dragons are you stuck in, Jared? This is a really stupid move by Pablo, showing up tonight. His injuries he sustained last week are just going to make it that much easier for Timmons to beat him, and take the X title."

-Pablo grabs the ladder, turning his gaze on Timmons in the ring, his smile turning to a snarl. Title and ladder in hand, he runs towards the ring and slides in, as Timmons slides out. The ref takes the title and hands it off to ringside. Pablo places the ladder in a corner and stands on the ring's ropes, calling Timons in. Timmons ignores him and walks around the ring, waving him off. The bell rings-

DANIELS: "Timmons doesn't want any part of the champ!"

MASTERS: "Of course not! Timmons is a man of honor. He'd love to wrestle Pablo, but he doesn't want to kill the lad! It's an act of mercy."

-Timmons gets caught up disputing with one of the fans in the crowd. The fan spits on Timmons' chest and Timmons responds by slapping the guy across the face. El Pablo slides outside the ring and turns Timmons around, driving several right fists into his face. Pablo grabs him by the head and slides him into the ring. Timmons is to his feet and running off the ropes as Pablo slides in. Timmons charges Pablo but is caught with a hip toss. Timmons returns to his feet for a second hip toss. Once more on his feet but is met with a dropkick that sends Timmons spiraling over the top rope and to the arena floor. Getting up, he nearly stumbles into a table of glass, but catches himself. He takes several steps away from it-

-Inside the ring, Pablo motions to the crowd a hand gestures and launches himself over the top rope with a suicide front flip onto Timmons who just turned around. They collapse on the floor-

DANIELS: "Pablo is driven with a purpose tonight!"

MASTERS: "I can't honestly see why you're enjoying this. Timmons showed him an act of mercy and then Pablo jumped him on the outside!"

-Pablo is back to his feet, pulling Timmons up by the head. He drags Timmons over to the apron and tries to roll him back into the ring. Timmons throws an elbow into Pablo's gut and then slams the champ's head against the ring apron. Stunned, Pablo is led by Timmons towards the turnbuckle where Timmons slams his head into that as well. Timmons turns and tells the crowd to shut up before taking Pablo's head and bouncing it repeatedly against the steel of the turnbuckle-

MASTERS: "What strategy!"

-Timmons stares at the nearest table of glass and places Pablo's head between his legs, lifting him up into powerbomb position. He walks towards the pane of glass, but Pablo has come to his senses and begins drilling Timmons in the head with fists. Timmons falls backwards against the ring apron where Pablo grabs the ropes and pulls himself back into the ring. Timmons places an arm up on the apron and begins to pull himself up to the ropes where Pablo grabs him by the head. But Timmons grabs Pablo's face and gouges his eyes, sending Pablo stumbling about the ring as Timmons climbs back in. He aproaches Pablo and gives him a stern kick to the gut. Pablo bends over, gasping for air, where Timmons grabs him and delivers a resounding DDT. Pablo lies dazed on the mat, Timmons glaring down upon him with twisted look of pleasure on his face. He stomps the champ in the back of the head several times, much to the crowds displeasure-

DANIELS: "Timmons is in control here. We could see an end to this match without one table of glass getting shattered."

MASTERS: "I'd be sorely dissapointed."

DANIELS: "I'm sure you would."

-Timmons pulls Pablo to his feet and irish whips him towards the ropes, on the rebound, Timmons delivers with a front flip dropkick that sends Pablo through the ropes, but not to the floor as Pablo manages to grab on to the top rope and catch himself on the apron. Timmons signals that the match is about over-

MASTERS: "This is it! Watch!"

-Timmons runs at the ropes and Pablo, but Pablo ducks and pulls the top rope down, sending Timmons flying out of the ring, to the floor. Pablo slides out of the ring and reaches over the guardrail, grabbing a steel chair which the fans gladly give up. He aproaches Timmons and swings the chair hard across his back. Timmons bellows a cry of pain, turning to face his attacker. Pablo goes for a head shot, but Timmons dodges to the side and kicks the champ in the gut. Pablo drops the chair and gasps as Timmons begins hammering his forearm across his back. He grabs Pablo by the hair and slams him down on to the floor on his back. Timmons eyes the chair and grins as Pablo turns over on his stomach, trying to crawl around. Not realizing it, he has just crawled under the first table of glass. Timmons eyes his victim and slams the chair against the floor, making a startling sound. Pablo turns over and suddenly realizes he's under the glass. Timmons swings the chair down across the glass to Pablo's horror. The chair completely smashes through the glass and collides with shards against Pablo's face!-

DANIELS: "Oh my god!!! That's got to be it! We're going to need some help down here!"

MASTERS: "Oh no you don't! This match isn't over until Timmons gets the pin!"

-Pablo's face is a mess, blood running freely from the lacerations and what could be a broken nose. Timmons drags him back to the apron by his leg and lifts Pablo to his feet. He rolls Pablo into the ring and begins to taunt the crowd somemore as he gingerly walks around the ring, grabbing the steel chair. Inside, Pablo struggles but eventually uses the ladder in the corner to get back to his feet-

DANIELS: "How the hell is the champ still standing?!"

-Pablo sets the ladder up in the center of the ring as Timmons takes mocking shots at the fans with the steel chair. Timmons smirks at their gullability and turns back towards the ring, where El Pablo delivers a baseball slide kick to the steel chair, knocking it back into Timmon's face. Timmons turns and stumbles, landing on top of the next glass table. Pablo's face lights up with opportunity. He begins climbing the ladder...-

DANIELS: "Don't do it champ! It's not worth your career!"

MASTERS: "Don't do it Pablo! You're not worth Timmon's career!"

-Pablo stands at the top of the ladder, high above the ring and raises his hands high in the air, the fans screaming louder than ever. He leaps off with huge senton bomb! He plummets down and across Timmons, both men crashing through the glass table, which explodes everywhere! Security is having to push the first few rows of fans back for their own protection. Everyone is in awe. The commentators are in silence-

-Timmons is lying over shards of glass that have torn into his back and ripped his flesh, Pablo barely twitching on top of him-

MASTERS: "No!"

DANIELS: "Oh my god! The champ just put his own body on the line to drive Timmons through that glass table! The challenger's body is lacerated everywhere! I can't tell where one cut begins and another ends!"

-Pablo finally rolls off of his foe and tries to catch his breath, still lying in broken glass. Timmons rolls to his side and looks down at his body, quivering at the experience he was just dealt. Blood is seeping down his sides and chest. He looks frustrated and somewhat angered as he tries to get back up to his feet. He rolls over in the glass and looks up as Pablo has staggered back to the ring where he climbs the apron. Timmons tries to shake off the adrenaline that's coursing out of his body with each pule of blood. Pablo suddenly comes crashing down on him and the broken glass with a flip splash from the apron!-

DANIELS: "Pablo is still sacrificing his own body in his quest for revenge against Timmons!"

MASTERS: "Quest? There you go with that D&D crap again..."

-Pablo suffers cuts to his arms from landing in the busted shards, but he manages to get back to his feet first, pulling Timmons up by his hair. Timmons back has numerous major cuts from the glass after the splash. Pablo leads Timmons around to another side of the ring and throws him into the guardrail, just inches away from another table of glass. Timmons falls on his butt, his back against the guard rail-

-Pablo runs in with a baseball slide to Timmon's groin. Timmons' eyes widen, his mouth agape in agony. Pablo starts hammering Timmons in the head with fists again as people near the guardrail begin touching the champ, showing their support. Pablo, holding Timmons by the head, uses his other hand to point out the crowd. As he goes for a final punch, Timmons hits him with a low blow. Pablo grabs his "boys" and falls over to the floor. Timmons rises to his feet and turns to the same fans who had just been cheering Pablo. His gathers blood and shards of glass from his chest and slings it at them!-

DANIELS: "What the hell did he just do?!?"

MASTERS: "Ha ha! I love it! That'll teach'em to stay out of his business!"

DANIELS: "But you can't just throw blood or assault the fans! And now he's done it twice!"

MASTERS: "Well then I guess he can. Deal with it, Jared!"

-Screaming in shock or from glass and blood in their eyes, the fans nearly begin to riot, the security holding them back and calling for towels and medics for them. Timmons walks about and grabs up the steel chair from before. Pablo tries to return to his feet. When he does, Timmons cracks him across the skull with the chair. Pablo manages to stumble a few feet closer to the table of glass and then flops forward on his face. Timmons tosses the chair into the ring and grabs Pablo up by the head. A dazed Pablo throws a quick elbow to the gut of Timmons, sending him back, gasping for air. Seeing opportunity, Pablo quickly hops into the ring and ascends the turnbuckle as Timmons makes his way up onto the apron. Pablo kicks Timmons from the turnbuckle, but Timmons begins firing back with fists to Pablo's mid section and another low blow on the champ. Stunned, Pablo is helpless as Timmons throws the champ over his shoulders. Timmons then turns and dives from the apron with "The Canadian Driver" sending Pablo through the third glass table first, with both men taking more shards into their already damaged bodies!-

MASTERS: "There it is! Timmon's finisher! And through another table of glass no less!!!"

DANIELS: "Pablo has just crashed through another table of glass! This is sick! This is depraved! Blood appears to be seeping just about everywhere on his back!!!"

MASTERS: "That's how it's done! That's how you play in the CZW!"

-Timmons crawls back to his feet and stumbles towards the apron and places his back against it, catching his breath. Pablo slowly rolls over, one hand behind his back. He brings his hand to his face, measuring the blood and damage he's sustained. He gets on his hands and knees, trying to get his bearings, his hands in the shards of glass. Timmons steps forward and stomps Pablo's face down into the shards! Timmons then mounts Pablo's back and begins running his face back and forth in the glass repeatedly, shouting.-

TIMMONS: "DO YOU GET IT PABLO?! DO YOU GET IT NOW?! I AM THE HARDCORE MASTER!!!"

DANIELS: "This is just sick! Timmons is as demented as it gets!"

MASTERS: "That's how the game's played, Jared! If you don't like it, you're in the wrong line of business!"

-Timmons gets up and stumbles his way around the ring towards the final table of glass. He hesitates and turns to the ring, the same sadistic smile on his face-

DANIELS: "What the hell is he doing now?"

-Timmons reaches under the ring and pulls out a long narrow pane of glass with wooden borders and slowly begins to make his way back towards Pablo-

MASTERS: "Beat him with it!"

-Pablo groggily gets back to his feet, blood covering the vast majority of his face. He turns to see Timmons coming around the tunbuckle with the large pane of glass in his hands, shielding his body. Pablo breaks out into a full sprint and spears his way through the glass! Both men collapse to the floor with shards raining down on them, with even more sticking out of their flesh, blood coating most of everything-

DANIELS: "Holy shit!!! Pablo just sacrificed his own body again! A spear through that pane just to get at Timmons!!!"

MASTERS: "That was just stupid! Why would anyone... Wait. Did you just swear?!"

-The audience is on their feet, there isn't a corner of the arena that isn't echoing with the same response-

CROWD: "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

MASTERS: "What the hell is wrong with these people? Can they not see that The Hardcore Master needs medical attention?!?"

-Pablo stirs first. He crawls towards the ring. The ref quickly gets up from the steel chair he had been sitting in since all of the action was taking place outside. Timmons rolls over to his stomache and uses the turnbuckle to pull himself to his feet. He suddenly realizes he has glass shards stuck in his right hand. He looks up to see Pablo coming slowly towards him. Pablo throws the first punch and catches Timmons in the head. Timmons rocks back on his heels and then throws a stiff right, catching the shards in his fist across Pablo's eyes. Pablo screams aloud as Timmons begins hammering him in the face with the same shard filled fist-

DANIELS: "The champ has been blinded! How is he supposed to compete blind?!?"

MASTERS: "He knew the risks, Jared!"

-Seizing the upperhand, Timmons slides Pablo back into the ring, hitting the ladder and knocking it over into a corner. Pablo crawls towards the center as Timmons begins climbing the turnbuckle. Pablo uses the set up chair to stagger up to his feet. Timmons leaps off for a posible hurricanrana, but Pablo catches him in the hurricanrana postion but falls backwards, Timmons' face slamming down against the seat of the steel chair!-

DANIELS: "I don't believe it! Pablo is surviving on sheer instinct alone!!! The champ is blind and fighting, surving, on instinct!"

MASTERS: "Get up Timmons! Get up!!!"

-Pablo rolls over to his stomach and starts pushing himself to his feet. Still blind, he feels around until he finds Timmon's hair, where he pulls the challenger to his feet. Still woozy, Timmons pushes Pablo off against the ropes, Pablo bounces back and kicks wildly, nailing Timmons in the gut. Realizing where he is, though he can't see, Pablo performs a backwards roll across Timmons back and grabs him from behind, slamming Timmons to the mat!-

DANIELS: "The Pablo Slam! The champ just nailed the Pablo Slam!!!"

MASTERS: "No!! No!!"

-Pablo leans forward, his arms across Timmons unconscious body-

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-The bell rings, the fans explode, and the ref helps Pablo to his feet. The arena is at a standing ovation! Pablo begins to wipe the blood and sudden tears from his eyes as the ref is handed the CZW X-Title from ringside. He hands it to Pablo who grasps it with everything he has left-

DANIELS: "The champ retains! These two men just took each other to hell and back, and Pablo poulled it out in the end!"

MASTERS: "This is sickening! Pablo obviously cheated! Why isn't anyone doing anything about this?"

-Timmons rolls out of the ring and onto the arena floor, still dazed and trying to find his way around. He inadvertantly crawls under the final glass table. Carnage suddenly steps out onto the ramp, barreling down towards the ring. Pablo barely has time to register what's going on as Carnage slides in and gives him a big boot-

MASTERS: "Yes! Finally!"

DANIELS: "Come on! The match is over for God's sake!"

-Carnage pulls Pablo back to his feet and hammers him in the head until the champ is reeling against the ropes. Carnage turns and runs towards the opposite ropes. Springing off of them, he gains momentum as he comes running at Pablo. Pablo suddenly ducks and pulls the top rope as Carnage flies at him for a body splash. Carnage goes sailing out of the ring and crashing down onto the last glass table, with Timmons beneath it, shards slicing up the both of them-

MASTERS: "What the hell?!? Carnage just screwed up again! Timmons isn't going to be happy about this..."

DANIELS: "If you ask me, that's what they get for that vicious assault on the champ last week, who is still our CZW X Title champion this week!"

MASTERS: "Maybe so. He's got one hell of a string of luck, I'll give him that, but one day that luck is gonna run out. And i have a feeling that day is coming soon!"

-Pablo grasps his title with one hand and his aching head with the other as he heads up the ramp, still tearful, taking in the adoration of his fans. Medics bring a gurney to ringside and place Timmons upon it. Carnage follows the gurney up the ramp, hammering himself in the head with his fists over his latest mistake-

(Scene cuts to the back, where Alan Fiscus is standing with Jenny Jacobs)

JENNY: "Mr. Fiscus, you had an announcement you wanted to make about the next match, what is this?"

FISCUS: "For the Jesse Montana/J.A. Sawyer match, the powers that be decided to spice it up a bit. This is now a falls count anywhere, no DQ match. Why, you ask? BECAUSE WE CAN! And because these men despise each other... AND BECAUSE IT'S BROKEN HEARTS, BROKEN BONES!!"

(The crowd can be heard, cheering)

JENNY: "Wow! Thank you, Mr. Fiscus, and back to you guys!"

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JESSE MONTANA vs. J.A. SAWYER

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DANIELS: "Wow, Falls count anywhere!? This will be a treat!"

MASTERS: "I bet Sawyer wants a treat, himself!"

TOWERS: "Our next match is a CZW Grudge Match, set for one fall, with no DQ and falls count anywhere in the arena!"

[Crowd pops for a CZW specialty, the ever popular Grudge match]

TOWERS: "Introducing first, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 230lbs, “The Sensation” Jesse Montana!!!"

["Rainmaker" by Iron Maiden plays, and Jesse walks out, no Jaqui Rhodes, no Street 2 Street, no other Upstarts member in sight. He calmly makes his confident walk to the ring, and slides in, waiting on Sawyer]

TOWERS: "And his opponent, from Grand Rapids, Michigan, weighing in at 265 lbs, J.A. Sawyer!!"

[“Blue Collar Man” by Styx plays, and out walks J.A……and Street 2 Street!?] DANIELS: "What’s Street 2 Street doing out here? Aren’t they still part of the Upstarts?"

MASTERS: "Apparently not. S2S were fired during the week, and looks like JA bought them to watch his back for this match. And Jesse ain't liking this one bit!"

[S2S make their way towards the ramp, and the match gets underway as Jesse locks up with Sawyer. Sawyer gains the upper hand, and tries to suplex Jesse, but he gets out of it. He whips Sawyer into the ropes, but Sawyer bounces off with a huge clothesline to Jesse. Sawyer slowly picks up Jesse and picks him up over his head and tosses him out the ring as he lands on his head]

DANIELS: "Sawyer almost broke Jesse’s neck!"

MASTERS: "He's using his size to an advantage!"

[Jesse is getting up on the outside as Sawyer climbs down to meet him. Jesse is now up as Sawyer grabs him by the head. Jesse fights him off with blows to the head. He then rakes the eyes of Sawyer and hits a major DDT on the concrete floor. Sawyer is now lying outside near the guardrail as Jesse climbs up the turnbuckle! He sets up and right as Sawyer is getting up, he hits a drop kick on him, sending his back right into the guardrail!]

MASTERS: "The Sensation is finding ways to take control here."

DANIELS: "He may be the smaller man, but he is finding a way to take control that's for sure."

[Jesse swings Sawyer into the steel steps this time. He picks up Sawyer and slams his head into the steel steps, again and again. Finally Sawyer gets momentum and blocks it, slamming Jesse’s head into the steel steps! Sawyer tosses Jesse back into the ring as the referee's count had reached 9! Jesse bounces into the ropes and shoots off with a spear to Sawyer! He falls down to the mat as Jesse goes for a cover]

DANIELS: "One!"

MASTERS: "Not even a two count! Sawyer just kicked out hard!"

[Sawyer is now getting up as Jesse bounces off the ropes. He meets Sawyer this time as he wraps his hand around Jesse’s neck. He begins to go for a choke slam, but Jesse continuously elbows him in the side. Sawyer lets go and Jesse turns around with a huge neck breaker! Sawyer is down again as Jesse climbs the turnbuckle. He waits for his opponent to slowly get up and as soon as he does, he hits him with a flying elbow]

DANIELS: "You have to admit that Jesse is pulling off a great match here!"

MASTERS: "True. Jesse’s looking to prove that the Union’s win over members of the Upstarts, even though they aren’t anymore, was a fluke, and J.A. is looking to prove that he’s more than up for the challenge in CZW! I mean c'mon.. he's the SENSATION!"

DANIELS: "Jesse is in for another cover!"

[The referee is down for the count

1.........

2........

and Sawyer gets a shoulder up. This time Sawyer stayed down longer and is starting to become tired. Jesse is slowing down a bit, but looks to be in better shape. Sawyer is now up and knees Jesse in the balls. Jesse immediately falls to the mat holding his crotch in pain. The crowd is becoming very loud with boos and cheers. Sawyer has him up now and delivers a belly to belly suplex. He walks over to Jesse and sets him up for a piledriver. He gets Jesse positioned and hits it perfectly, planting Jesse into the mat. He falls down over him for the cover]

1........

2........

DANIELS: "Oh my God! I can't believe what just happened! Jesse kicked out of that piledriver!"

MASTERS: "Sawyer is in total disbelief! I don't think he thought Jesse had this much strength!"

[Sawyer stands up with a shocked look on his face. He picks up Jesse, and attempts an atomic drop, but somehow Jesse grabs Sawyer's head and hits a bulldog out of nowhere! Sawyer is down on the mat, but Jesse can't make the cover, as he is down himself. The ref has begun his count and is at

5..........................

6...................................

7................................

8.............................

9................

1...no! Jesse manages to get a hand on the ropes and pull himself to a sitting position, breaking the count. Sawyer starts to stir soon after, and both men somehow have the strength to get up to their feet again. They start to trade blows in the center of the ring, each blow rocking the two men, but neither one wanting to give up. Jesse swings and misses, and Sawyer drives him into the corner. Sawyer climbs to the top turnbuckle nearest the announce table, and tries to pull Jesse up with him, but is having no luck. Jesse manages to pop Sawyer in the gut, and climbs up on the turnbuckle with him. Both men are struggling to maintain their balance]

DANIELS: "I don't think they're going to stay up there, maybe we should..."

MASTERS: "RUN FOR COVER!!!!!!"

[Sawyer and Jesse fall off the top turnbuckle, right through the announce table and to the floor. Jesse hits his head on the edge of the table, while Sawyer slams hard and hits his head against the floor. Both men are down, and neither one is moving. Jesse is partly on top of Sawyer, and the ref makes a half hearted

1…………….

.2…………

3!!!

[Jarred and William run over to their now broken announce table, and check on the two combatants]

DANIELS: "They're breathing, but they're unconscious!!"

MASTERS: "Someone get the EMT's, now!!!!!!!"

[The medics come down with stretchers, and carry the two men back to the back for medical attention]

DANIELS: "Jesse won the match, but at what cost!?"

MASTERS: "Totally reckless, I don't think either men were expecting that!"

DANIELS: "Neither were we!"

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INTERCONTINENTAL '3 LEVELS OF PAIN' MATCH: ACE KING vs. MACK BEAUDIN

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TOWERS: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is for the cZw Intercontinental Championship Title, it is a Three Levels Of Pain Match, first level, a Singles Match, second level, a Falls Count Anywhere Match, the last level if needed, it will be a Ladder Match, so the first to gain two wins will be declared the cZw INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION"

DANIELS: "Oh my, for the first time in cZw history, we are going to have a 3 Levels of Pain match"

MASTERS: "It has Pain in the title, I love it already"

DANIELS: "And who better than to be in this historic match than these two, this fued has been going on ever since the start of cZw, but could this be the climax?"

MASTERS: "Well if their was a match to end this fued, this would be it, this match could end not only there fueds but there careers"

DANIELS: "But these men are willing to risk their careers for the cZw Intercontinental Title, this is what it is all about William"

MASTERS: "Exactly, that and blood, blood and more blood"

DANIELS: "Yes well who knows what we will see in this this match, these maen are willing to do anything, not only for the Gold but for their pride, also for their stables William"

MASTERS: "That is correct Jarred, this night could drastically change both Stables with this match, what an important match, me personally, I am rooting for Mack, I think this is finally his time to shine, also, Zoe has swayed me"

DANIELS: "Yeah, not the first time you have been pursuaded by a woman"

TOWERS: "First, on the way to the ring, the challenger...Accompanied by The Lovely Zoe, hailing from Tampa, Florida and weighing in at 240lbs, he is The Number One Draft Pick...MACK BEAUDIN!!!

( Mack comes out along side Zoe, she looks slightly hurt from her previous match. They both embrace as they talk to each other on top of the ramp, then turn to look at the crowd, all of them booing with fury, Mack smiles. They walk confidently down the ramp, Mack gets into the ring and points to the IC belt hanging in the air, Zoe climbs in and they both pose before embracing once more )

TOWERS: "Now...His opponent, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighing in at 205lbs...He is the current cZw Intercontinental Champion...The Gambler...ACE KING!!!

( Ace makes his appearance and the roof is lifted off the arena, all the fans on there feet applauding the Intercontinental champion, Ace King. Fireworks blast off as Ace walks down the ramp, staring fiercely into the eyes of Mack. He greets the crowd then climbs into the ring, straight away walking upto his opponent, both men stare each other down, then Ace raises one arm to signal to the crowd, they cheer him on )

DANIELS: "Oh boy I have goosepimples"

MASTERS: "You are a pimple, but apart from that, this is intense, I can feel the hatred from these two men from here"

DANIELS: "Just look at there eyes, they look ready to end the others career, I hope it does not come down to that but one thing is for sure, after this match, they will have to take some time to recover"

MASTERS: "Hell, these two men may never recover after this, these two are capable of doing anything to each other, any weapons aloud, anywhere for the falls, it is going to be a classic"

DANIELS: "Well, here it is folks, get your popcorn out and sit back and relax, this one could take a while"

MASTERS: "Who are you talking to Jarred?"

DANIELS: "The fans of course"

MASTERS: "Oh them, those knuckle heads"

***DING DING***

- The match begins, the two men who have been fueding for months now, they stare at each other with pure hatred in there eyes. Ace raises his arm as the crowd cheers, this makes Mack cringe. Mack comes up initiating the lock up and is strong enough to send Ace to the corner, Ace pushes back though as he takes advantage of the lock up until Mack leans to the outside asking the referee to get Ace off him. Ace breaks the lock up, again Ace raises his arm as the crowd cheer, again making Mack angry, he comes in again, locks up, grabs Ace in a headlock and applies the pressure. Ace elbows Mack in the sternam, Mack releases the hold as Ace throws Mack towards the ropes, he bounces off and comes towards Ace and knocks him down with a shoulder block. Ace gets up as Mack raises his arm to mock Ace as the crowd boos furiously

MASTERS: "Why do these fools boo when Mack does it? I mean they liked it when Ace did it, they really are mongrels Jarred"

DANIELS: "Maybe they just don't appreciate Mack mocking one of there favourites, Ace"

MASTERS: "Maybe I do not appreciate all of them booing Mack, just like I sure as hell do not appreciate you"

- Now Ace getting angry locks up with Mack, Ace now gets a hammerlock on Mack, Mack screams in pain but manages to reverse it quickly, skipping around Ace and locking him up in a hammerlock, Ace counters that, snapmare suplex, Mack goes down the rises quickly but Ace has bounced off the ropes already and lays Mack straight back down with a chop block. Ace then quickly applies a submission to Mack, grabbing him in the armbar. Mack rises to one knee,then manages to stand up powering out the move, goes to grab Ace but he ducks, grabs Mack from behind and hits him with a Release German Suplex. Mack crashes to the ground, then a few seconds later gets up and looks at Ace. Ace is now pointing at the IC Title which is hanging in the air ready for a third fall ladder match if there needs to be one

DANIELS: "Mind games galore here tonight in the US Cellular Center"

MASTERS: "Well Ace is correct, that IC Belt is the thing they are fighting for, they are willing to do anything for it too, which makes it so fun for me to watch"

DANIELS: "It does, this fued has been one of the biggest parts of cZw, it could all come to an end tonight"

MASTERS: "In many ways Jarred, this could be a match to end all"

- Mack looks up at the belt and then stares back down into the eyes of Ace, both looking intense. Mack then out of nowhere kicks Ace in the sternam, then connects with a European Uppercut, a second and a third driving Ace towards the corner. Mack throws him to the opposite corner, Ace bounces off as Mack runs towards him, clothesline, but Ace ducks again and again hits him with another Release German Suplex.

DANIELS: "Ace seems to be getting Mack in that move abit too often for his liking"

MASTERS: "Yeah I can see the frustration on the face of Mack, it looks abit like you working out when you are lifting 2 Kg's, your legs start shaking, you start sweating, it is funny as hell"

DANIELS: "What do you mean, I can lift as much as you can, I just take it easy when you are watching"

MASTERS: "Yeah, well next week, we can have our own arm wrestling match then"

DANIELS: "Watch the match"

- This time Ace goes straight back to the attack, grabbing Mack in a wrist lock. Mack again gets to one knee, so this time Ace changes the hold and grabs him in a sleeper hold. Mack falls back down as Ace shakes Mack around pressing himself into the hold applyig more pressure, Mack starts to fade. But Mack then gets a sudden urge, he gets to one knee, then his feet, Ace tries to stick with the hold but Mack struggles free, then kicks Ace in the sternam and quickly delivers a thunderous DDT. He covers.

ONE

TWO

KICKOUT

- Ace kicks out, Mack though does not allow him up as he stomps down on Ace. A shot to the ribs, a shot to the shoulder, a shot to the head. Finally Ace grabs the leg of Mack and gets up still with his leg in his hands. Ace then trips up Mack as Mack tries to struggle, amazingly Ace goes for his finisher early on, a sharpshooter, he turns Mack over and somehow locks it in this early on in the match, Mack screams in pain as Ace has locked up the BIG SLICK!!!

MASTERS: "WHAT? NO WAY...GET OUT MACK"

DANIELS: "This could be a short fall, Ace has that devastating move locked in"

- Mack holds himself up on both hands as he screams in pain, his mouth wide open, his eyes show the agony he is feeling. Ace starts leaning back further as the manouvre is placed perfectly in the center of the ring. Mack starts to crawl extremely slowly towards the ropes, then presses up onto both hands again and starts to shimmy himself and Ace towards the ropes, Ace however though leans back futher applying too much pressure and Mack collapses back down again. Mack holds up one of his hands looking like he is going to tap

DANIELS: "Maybe it is best for him to tap out, I mean this much damage could destroy his chances in the other falls"

MASTERS: "He can't tap"

DANIELS: "I am just saying it is best he does, otherwise he mi..."

MASTERS: "yeah and I am sating it is best you shut up...COME ON MACK"

- He hangs on though as he tries again with all his power to move towards the ropes, this time he travels far, gets so close to the ropes and crashes down again. Ace holds it on, grinding his teeth trying desperately to get the first fall in the match. Mack starts to fade.

DANIELS: "This could be the end of Mack, if he gets injured in this move, not only does he lose this fall, he is severely dis advantaged for the next two falls"

MASTERS: "You are loving these aren't you, but whatever you say, Mack is no quitter"

DANIELS: "Hey I am fair, I am just saying it like it is"

- The referee checks on Mack who lies their motionless now, but still not tapping out. Suddely though, with all his strength, he lifts up and throws out his right arm, grabbing onto the bottom rope as Ace is made to releast the hold. He gets up off Mack, Mack now lies there holding his back virtually in tears. Zoe goes to check on him.

MASTERS: "Poor Zoe, do you think I should go and tell her everything is going to be okay"

DANIELS: "No, I think it is best for everyone if you don't do that"

MASTERS: "But look at her, she needs a big strong man to help her"

DANIELS: "Well that counts you out then"

MASTERS: "Well at least I like women, yeah, I have heard the rumours"

- Ace now grabs Mack back up and drives him towards the corner. He then hits Mack with some shoulder thrusts, then a few kicks to the gut, then a few chops a la Ric flair style...

CROWD: "WOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

MASTERS: "Great, now I have to kill all of those fans, why do they do it to themselves?"

- Ace grabs the almost lifeless weakened Mack from the corner then drives him down with a Backbreaker. Mack holding his back again as he rythes around on the floor, Ace signals the end to the crowd

DANIELS: "What is he thinking this time?"

MASTERS: "I do not know, I am no mind reader dammit, what, do I look like Mystic Meg, NO DAMMIT"

DANIELS: "Mack has problems with his back now, you see what I meant earlier"

MASTERS: "No, I most likely was not listening"

- Ace picks up Mack, irish whips him into the ropes, Mack runs back, still with limp as Ace spins around...FULL HOUSE...But Mack ducks and rolls out of the ring, Ace gets back up and looks at Mack who takes a breather while talking to Zoe on the outside

MASTERS: "Clever move here by Mack"

DANIELS: "Well that was a close one, Ace is pulling out all the stops early on in this contest"

- Mack tries to get his breath back while Zoe is rubbing his back, Mack is almost in tears with pain now much to the delight of the fans. Mack tells the fans to shut up while they chant "SLUT" to Zoe. Ace starts to get impatient inside the ring, he tries to get out but the referee stops him. Eventually Mack climbs back onto the apron. He does not get in though, he frustrates Ace instead by being very slow, Ace eventually cracks and walks towards him, Mack shoulder thrusts him in the gut though and the drops of the apron while holding onto Ace's head as Ace's throat gets caught on the top rope

CROWD: "BOOOOOOOOO"

- Mack then slides in and picks his spot, then crashes down with a knee thrust taking the left leg of Ace out. Mack starts stomping on the leg then pulling at it. He then holds it out and drops a nasty elbow on top of it. He continues the punishment as he picks him up, then spinning toe hold, leglock, he locks it in. Mack licks his lips as Ace shows agony in his face. Mack begins to yank away at it, Ace getting more red and red as he screams in pain. Mack then lets go, gets up and drags Ace along the floor to the corner. He places his leg on the bottom turnbuckle, climbs up and then sits down on the knee. He does that again then locks in a half boston crab.

MASTERS: "Now this is a masterclass of Wrestling, just sit back and watch as Mack destroys one body part of Ace"

DANIELS: "You have the same sick smile as Mack does, you need to calm down"

MASTERS: "What? I am loving this match, that is all, Mack is now in complete control"

- Mack tries to sit as far back on the back of Ace as posssble, while squeezing at the weakened leg of Ace. Ace tries to crawl to the rope, but the heavier Mack pulls him back, this goes on for a while, Mack continues to drag Ace around while injuring the left leg of Ace. The crowd starts to chat at Ace which lifts his spirits, he rolls over somehow getting out of the hold and props himself up on the ropes. Mack comes running at Ace. Ace backdrops him over the ropes, Mack though lands on the apron. Ace turns around Mack then gets him in a suplex position, Mack lifts Ace up, but Ace does not fall, instead he also lands on the apron along side Mack. They start pounding at each other, Mack uppercuts Ace, Ace headbutts Mack, back and forth until Mack knees Ace in the gut, grabs him and...Reverse Neckbreaker on the outside, they both fall, Mack hurts his back more but it is Ace that comes off the worst as his face smashes down onto the concrete.

DANIELS: "What great technical wrestling, but now they are both out of it William"

MASTERS: "A suicidal move there, they need to get there asses into the ring, this fist fall is not a falls count anywhere"

DANIELS: "Oh DAMMIT...Look at the nose of Ace King...It is broken...BROKEN"

- Mack manages to prop himself up on the guardrail as the camera shows the face of Ace, his nose is clearly busted. This makes Mack smirk as he rolls Ace over and mounts him. The referee is now upto a Six count, as Mack punches Ace several times in the busted nose, Ace tries to block but he is virtually out of it after the manouvre to the outside. Mack finally gets back up and climbs into the ring. The referee is up to an Eight count. Ace looks at his hand after touching his face and catches sight of the pouring blood. He starts to get fired up and climbs to his feet but the referee is upto a NINE COUNT...

- Ace just makes it as Mack gets angry, he pushes the referee out of the way and starts stomping on the face of Ace. Then he starts to choke him, Ace splutters and spits blood out of his busted face as Mack screams in pleasure. Mack lets go as Ace gets his breath back, but still chokes on his own blood. The ring is stained, Mack starts to rub Ace's face in the patch of blood, he is a man possessed as a sick smile comes on his face. He lifts Ace up, scoops him and hits a Powerslam on Ace. He then runs off, bounces of the ropes and delivers a huge leg drop onto the face of Ace.

DANIELS: "Someone stop this assault, the poor man is choking on his own blood for goodness sake"

MASTERS: "I KNOW...ISN"T IT GREAT..."

- Mack then lifts Ace up again, he tries to hit Mack with elbows but by this point the blood from his nose is is his eyes. Mack whips him into the ropes, then attaches another sleeper hold on Ace. The blood pours from his nose and onto the arms of Mack as he swings him from side to side. Ace fades quickly, the loss of blood as well as the pressure of the sleeper hold. Ace though begins to elbow Mack, Mack looks shocked as Ace musters strength to get out, he escapes, runs at the ropes, he comes charging at mack, mack however swiftly slips Ace back into a sleeper, this time though, it is a deadly Cobra Clutch.

MASTERS: "Sleeper hold, then the cobra clutch,this match will be over soon, I guarantee you"

DANIELS: "Maybe you are right, but Ace does not look like he is ready just to hand over his Title anytime soon, I think there will be more of a fight than this"

MASTERS: "But just look at Ace, he is out of it"

- Ace now, continuing to bleed severely drops to one knee immediately as the crowd look on almost silent and scared at the scene in front of them. Mack smiles again, then grimmaces as he applies huge amount of pressure on the hold. Ace now down to both knees, the referee comes up and checks on him. Aces arm is raised...It drops. It is lifted again...For the second time it drops...Then the third time, Ace starts to shake, mack looking confused, the crowd chant his name.

CROWD: "ACE KING...ACE KING...ACE KING...ACE KING"

- Ace gets to one knee, elbow to Mack, gets to his feet, elbow to Mack, then another and again, Mack releases the hold, this time though, Mack grabs Ace again and lifts him up for a side suplex, Ace flips up and over Mack, lands on his feet and goes for a neckbreaker, Mack though swings into the move all the way around and hits an European uppercut to Ace, then kicks him in the stomach, lifts him up for a powerbomb, Ace punches Mack in the face, Mack's previously injured back gives way as Ace slides over Mack and goes for a victory roll, the Cover...

ONE

TWO

THREE

PINFALL

MASTERS: "WHAT...I blinked DAMMIT, what happened?"

DANIELS: "Just when you think it is all over, Ace pulls out the miracle, what a great manouvre"

MASTERS: "Oh stop sucking up, you are just like these sheep in this arena, you cannot see true talent when you see it"

DANIELS: "Well, whatever, the fact of the matter is, Ace is ahead by one fall, one more, he retains his gold"

***DING DING***

TOWERS: "Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the first fall...By Pinfall...The Gambler...ACE KING!!!"

TOWERS: "The next fall in this 3 Levels of Pain Match will be a Falls Count Anywhere Match"

MASTERS: "This is what I have been waiting for, this could end up anywhere, in the locker rooms, on the outside, in the parking lot, dammit, they could even fight in you mums bathroom, this is FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE!!!"

- At this point the referee raises the arm of Ace for the winner, even if Ace does not know much about it, the blood from his nose now all soaked down his chest. Mack looks on in anger and shock, he grits his teeth then screams and rolls to the outside. Zoe tries to calm him down, but mack pushes her out of the way, a look of intensity and craziness in his eyes as he grabs a steel chair. He slides it into the ring and climbs in, the crowd looked worried, even Zoe does. Ace now just about is on his feet, however coming towards him is a crazed Mack Beaudin with a steel chair in hand.

- SMASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: "OH MY GOD"

- The chair smashes down, only it did not hit Ace King...It hit the referee who lays their busted open and motionless. Mack looks on in embarassment, the man is totally destroyed, but while Mack is destracted, Ace dropkicks Mack and the chair flies out of the ring. Pareamedics come running down as the referee is taken out of the ring, totally lifeless. He is stretched away as Mack and Ace go at it, lefts and rights, Mack catches the broken nose of Ace as he comes off the worse, then Mack grabs Ace from behind and hits a huge Inverted DDT.

MASTERS: "Get the damn man out of the ring, the referee is out of it, in fact, I would not be surprised if he has to end his career, that chair shot was phenomenal"

DANIELS: "Are you watching this? The paramedics are signalling that there is no movement,this could be bad"

MASTERS: "Damn referees, always getting in the way"

DANIELS: "Is that how you show your compassion?"

MASTERS: "Compassion...Never heard of it"

- Mack not able to cover starts to stomp down on Ace again as another referee runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. Mack now starts to rip at the face of Ace, literally pulling with his hands, ripping the broken nose more. Ace screams in pain as the blood now ceases to flow anymore but the pain is exscruciating. Mack stomps on the head of Ace once more, then again at the left knee of Ace.

MASTERS: "Every one of these stomps, it must feel like a brick falling on top of your body off a skyscraper, Ace is hurt"

DANIELS: "He is badly hurt, now Mack is working away at two weakened areas on Ace"

- Mack lifts Ace up and whips him into the ropes, Ace bounces off and Mack spears down below and traps the left leg of Ace under his shoulder, snapping the leg backwards. Ace now rolls around in even more agony. Mack then applies an STF. Ace is now trapped, his back, his leg and his nose being torn in this one manouvre as Mack grinds away at the move, pulling and squeezing applying the most pressure as much as possible.

MASTERS: "This attack is perfection, Mack has certainly impressed me over the past few months, I mean, he is one of the Upstarts, how can I not be impressed"

DANIELS: "I am impressed by his wrestling ability, just not impressed by the things they do, it is just plain wrong"

MASTERS: "Those things are the things that impress me the most, just look at this now, he may be down a fall, but he is the favourite for winning this now"

DANIELS: "Well, we will see"

- Ace tries with all his power to get out of the hold, but it is not working, even the crowd cannot help him it seems. Mack pulls hard backwards, Ace then intelligently pushes himself up and rolls into the move, he rolls backwards, gets away from the hold and rolls out of the ring to catch his breath.

MASTERS: "What a damn coward Jarred"

DANIELS: "WHAT? You were prainig mack when he took a damn breather, you are a hypocrite"

MASTERS: "A hypo what...Anyway, shut up you whining maggot, you are just jealous Mack is completely in control of this match"

DANIELS: "I would watch what you say William, you may jinx him"

- Mack then looks around, he sees the chair lying there on the floor. He rolls out of the ring and grabs the chair, then sneaks around the ring to where Ace is resting. Ace holds himself up on the turnbuckle, tending to his injured knee. Mack comes running up behind him and swings the STEEL CHAIR into the knee of Ace, trapping his leg inbetween the chair and the steps.

DANIELS: "OH DAMMIT...HIS LEG COULD BE BROKEN IN HALF"

MASTERS: "Just look at the faces on these fans, completely white, completely shocked...I LOVE IT"

DANIELS: "You are one sick man"

- Mack keeps hold of the chair, swings again, this time...CRASH!!! It lands on the back off Ace, another shot, straight into the back of the head. Mack eventually drops the chair as he walks up and down smiling at the crowd who shout abuse at Mack. He then orders the referee to come and count Ace down. He covers...

ONE

TWO

THREE

NO...KICKOUT

DANIELS: "HOW IN THE HELL IS THIS MAN STILL KICKING OUT?"

MASTERS: "Wow, that was impressive, I have to admit"

- Ace somehow kicks out, even though he has been beaten to a bloodied pulp. Mack almost smiles as he knows he can apply more punishment to the defensless Ace, he picks Ace up, Ace however fights back, Ric Flair style chops, over and over again until mack's chest goes almost purple, then he runs at Mack and spears him into the turnbuckle, Mack screams in pain holding his previously weakened back again. Both men now down on the outside, Zoe is there cheering on Mack to get up. Ace though is the first to rise, he grabs the head of Mack and rides him into the steel post again. Now he looks under the ring, a trash can pops out into view as Ace picks it up. Mack turns around...SMASH, Ace crashes the can over the head of Mack leaving a dent in the framework of the can, the force of the attack knocks mack backwards and sends him over the guard rail, Ace climbs over too as the fight has gone into the crowd, much to the fans delight.

DANIELS: "That trash can has a portrait of Mack in now, one of these fans could sell that for a fortune"

MASTERS: "Mack's face is certainly worth a fortune, although after this match it could look as bad as Hamuza, remember him?"

DANIELS: "Yeah, he was a bohemath but one that has an IQ of a 10 year old"

MASTERS: "A braindead one at that"

DANIELS: "Well, look at where these men are fighting now, right in the middle of the crowd, they love it"

- Both men rise, Ace limping slightly with a busted nose, Mack bending over with a bruised spine and a bruised head. Both men hit away at each other, Ace ducks, then from behind, an Atomic Drop, which makes Mack bounce of and fly into a crowd of people who all cheer on the fight. Ace comes up limping as Mack kicks away at the knee, which knocks Ace down to one leg, Mack then hits a swinging neckbreaker. Both men now lying on the outside in the mix of the fans, as security guards try to hold back the fans

MASTERS: "THATS IT...Control these cretins, they are all just like mini Fiscuses, all looking for a riot"

DANIELS: "They are just enjoying this epic fight"

MASTERS: "Yeah, I am just merely stating that it would be more sensible for these security guards to beat the living hell out of these mongrels with some kind of a stick, don't you think?"

DANIELS: "NO, I can't say I do"

- Both men get up again, Mack swings at Ace, he ducks again, then elbow mack in the face. Ace then looks around as he catches sight of a steel sign. He holds it up and it reads - "THE GAMBLER BUSTS MACK" the fans cheer, then he slams it into the head of Mack Beaudin, which makes him fall backwards in comical fashion. The fans go wild as the referee manages to squeeze through the crowd, Ace covers...

ONE

TWO

THRE...

KICKOUT

- Mack just barely managing to lift a shoulder up, clearly now, his head has been split open as his own blood trickles down his head and into his mouth. Ace lifts mack up and pushes him further into the crowd. Finally they come to a door which reads - "cZw Technical Support Room". Ace throws mack through the door as some of the fans try to follow, but only to get stopped by the huge security men. The door collapses as we see on the titontron both men in a room with many technical computers in, which seems to be controlling the electricity around the arena.

DANIELS: "LOOK OUT...These men are in the damn technical room, the power cut be shut off if these crazed men break anything"

MASTERS: "Look at all of those so called workers, they just sit in their all day on there asses, you would never catch me doing that"

DANIELS: "You are doing that right now"

MASTERS: "Shut your mouth jackass"

- The workers inside all get out of there seats as Mack and Ace crash through, still punching the hell out of each other as blood spills. Age suddenly gets the advantage as he kicks Mack in the sternam, then lifts mack up and hits him with a suplex on top of a moniter, a huge explosion happens as all we can see is smoke filling the camera, the crown cheer as they look at the combatron.

CROWD: "HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT"

- The smoke clears as we see Mack lying on top of the computer, Ace resting at this point, both men looking disastorously tired. Mack gets up holding his back, Ace then throws him through another door. The room now seems to be some kind of boiler room. Both with strong lefts and rights, both now hardly able to stand anymore, Mack irish whips Ace, he goes flying into a steam pipe as it bursts , Ace gets burnt by the hot steam as Mack smiles. Mack then grabs Ace and attempts to suplex him on the steel, but Ace counters, Inverted Atomic Drop, Mack bounces off the knee in pain as Ace spears Mack and they both go flying down the staircase rolling down as the crowd ghasps in shock. They both land at the bottom, the referee checks on them and they seem okay to continue.

DANIELS: "These men are lunatics, they could have been killed right there dammit"

MASTERS: "Where will they end up next...In the womens changing rooms?"

DANIELS: "Yeah I bet you would like that"

- They get up eventually and walk out through the door at the bottom, out into the parking lot. There are many parked cars around. Still, Mack and Ace are having a slugfest, though most of the power in there punches are gone now. They limp around, Ace grabs Mack by the head and goes to ram Mack into the car, Mack blocks and throws Ace onto a car instead, then Mack decides to climb ontop of the car too. Now they both stand on the bonet of the car, Mack knees Ace, then suddenly out of no where goes for MEANS TO AN END ON TOP OF THE CAR BONET!!!

MASTERS: "That better not have been my car Dammit"

DANIELS: "That was close, Mack's back must be cracked as much as the windscreen"

- Ace counters by back dropping Mack down on the windscreen as it cracks, so does his back. Ace covers Mack while still on the car.

ONE

TWO

THREE...

NO...KICKOUT

- Mack just manages to lift a late shoulder up, even that causes him pain. Now Ace with the advantage drags Mack of the car and throws him into a coach. He starts slamming his head into the metal, Mack now with blood pouring down, Ace then grabs him, Nothern Lights Suplex on the concrete floor...

ONE

TWO

THREE...

NO...KICKOUT

- Mack again kicks out. Both men stay dow for about 10 seconds then Ace rises to his feet. He looks over and catches sight of something. Then he walks around and the camera shows a forklift. Ace starts to climb inside but mack comes running behind and pushes Ace into the side of it, then a school boy roll up...

ONE

TWO

THR...

KICKOUT

- Ace kicks out. Mack then decides to climb inside the forklift himself. He starts to power it up but by the time he does, Ace is up, he grabd a tyre from somewhere and lunges it at Mack as it bounces off the forklift. Mack drives towards Ace, but he sidesteps and grabs Mack out of the vehicle, then locks in a Dragon Sleeper Hold.

DANIELS: "This is getting crazy, these men are willing to do almost anything"

MASTERS: "Yeah, but they do not seem to be licensed to operate a forklift Jarred"

- Ace applies the pressure, Mack is almost fainting straight away, both men with masses of blood loss, Mack now screams in pain as he tries to get out of the hold. Mack begins to punch his way out, Ace lets go then picks him up, walking him to the exit point onto the outside of the building. Mack goes crashing through the fire escape as we see them both outside in the blistering cold, fighting for the Title. A few pedestrians look on in horror as they both brawl along the side walk heading for only one place, that is the river.

DANIELS: "I see it, this could end drastically"

MASTERS: "What are you talking about"

DANIELS: "THE RIVER"

It can now be seen in the distance as both men fight towards their, both with intent on going towards the icy cold river that surrounds the area. Both men collapse as punches are thrown, both get up, both now just metres away from the bank. The trees cover the bank as Mack whips Ace into one, knocking him down. Mack then hits a huge leg drop...

ONE

TWO

THR...

KICKOUT

- Now they slip down the bank as the referee has no choice but to follow them down. They look below them, the wind creating huge wavs in the river that flows by, now the sun is down and they fight in the night, about one metre away from the river. Mack goes to throw Ace in, but he counters and hits a big boot, making more blood spill out of the cut on Mack's head. Now Ace goes to suplex mack into the water, both men dangerously purched on the edge...

MASTERS: "I hope these men can swim, watching this is making my damn eyes water"

DANIELS: "Somebody get some lifeguards down there now"

- Mack counters that and clothesline Ace down. Mack then drags Ace towards it, Ace fights him off and both men are back to there feet, suddenly Ace kicks mack though in the sternam, then goes for the BLACKJACK BOMB INTO THE RIVER...

DANIELS: "NO NO NO"

- Mack somehow counters and knees Ace in the groin, he then hits Ace's head pounding it off a nearby tree, then hits a side suplex. Mack then begins to climb the same tree, Ace is down and out, Mack gets to a great height as the blood drips down, he then signals something, the referee tries to get him down but mack is insensed, FLYING LEG DROP OFF THE TREE...

- CRASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CROWD: "HOLY SHIT"

ONE

TWO

THREE

PINFALL

TOWERS: "And the winner of the second fall, by means of pinfall, levelling it to one fall each...The Number One Draft Pick...MACK BEAUDIN..."

MASTERS: "I knew it, what a fantasic move by Mack, I mean climbing the tree, what a genius"

DANIELS: "That was mental, the only question now though is, who will get back to the hanging Title first?"

MASTERS: "Well, both men look out of it, also Zoe is still with us at ringside, she must need consoling"

DANIELS: "These fans have had a great show here tonight, but it is not over yet"

The crowd goes mental as they continue to watch on, both men lying by the river, both being attended to by the referee, both men unconcious, both men needing to get one more win, in a ladder match

CROWD: "COME ON ACE...COME ON ACE...COME ON ACE"

- Mack begins to rise, he looks around as he looks in the direction of the arena, knowing he still needs to make it to the ring and climb the ladder. Ace is still down. Mack then finds a rope, it is a piece of strong blue rope that he picks up, thinking of a plan. He the grabs Ace who is broken after the 20 foot leg drop by Mack, Mack himself hobbles. Mack picks up the lifeless Ace King and connects with GREETINGS FROM TAMPA...

DANIELS: "This is getting nasty, Ace just bounced straight off the ground, he is falling into the RIVER"

MASTERS: "Come on Mack"

- Ace crashes off the floor nearly rolling into the river, but the referee stops him from going in. Mack now in complete control begins to pick him back up...

DANIELS: "NOW WHAT"

- He then wraps the rope around Ace, tying him to the tree, so he cannot escape. He finally does that as he starts to make his way back to the arena. The camera shows Ace tied up tight, still unconcious, the referee has to go back with Mack, but he looks disturbed by the situation, both men bleeding profusely from the head.

DANIELS: "Mack maybe has the match won, but who can be sure? Join us after this break folks..."

- COMMERCIAL BREAK

DANIELS: "Welcome back guys, you have missed nothing, Mack now is on his way back to the arena"

MASTERS: "Yeah and Ace is still tied to the tree, the belt is all Mack's now"

DANIELS: "It certainly seems that way, but you never know"

MASTERS: "NO, I always know"

- After the break the scene comes back, it shows Mack on his own, the referee behind him walking through the boiler room from before, he stombles throughb there, back through the technical room, then the camera switches showing Ace still tied up outside. Mack reaches the top of the crowd as they all boo, Mack smiles at that though. He starts to make his way to the ring, a smile on his face, thinking he has won, but then...

DANIELS: "OH MY GOD"

MASTERS: "NO IT CAN'T BE"

- The camera switches back to Ace, only he is not there, he has escaped, Mack notices this as the fans start cheering

CROWD: "ACE KING ACE KING ACE KING ACE KING"

_ Mack start to look around, then walks through the crowd slightly faster as Ace suddenly appears on the other side, at the top of the crowd. Mack now juumps over the guard rail and catches the sight of Ace, running towards him through the crowd. Mack grabs the ladder and quickly throws it in the ring, then sets it up until...BANG

MASTERS: "ACE IS HERE...DAMMIT"

DANIELS: "These fans are going crazy, what a fantastic match"

- Ace gets into the ring, and shoulder barges Mack, they both then go at it, throwing wild punches, both seem to have gained so much energy, yet both worn completely out, just adrenaline holding them up, Mack kicks Ace in the sternam, irish whip, Ace bounces off, ducks a clothesline, then on the rebound...FULL HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: "NO NO...THIS CAN'T BE THE END"

DANIELS: "Ace seems to have pulled it out the bag again, but he still has to climb high and grab the Gold"

- Ace waves to the crowd, before climbing the ladder, though the injuries from the match play a big part in him climbing up. Up, one step at a time, he reaches, he grabs, but Mack, he is on his feet now, he climbs up, Ace puts his hand around his IC Title, Mack though hits Ace in the stomach, then again in the face, Ace now so close to the win, but Mack suddenly throws Ace off the ladder, Mack falls off himself.

MASTERS: "WATCH OUT"

DANIELS: "Wait...Ace is stuck, Mack is up, this match has just turned right around again, it is making me dizzy"

MASTERS: "Shut up, I will slap you, that will make you dizzy"

- Ace unfortunately gets stuck in the ropes, the tie around his arms as once again, Ace is stuck. Mack rises, he notices, goes to climb the ladder but does not. Instead, he grins, he goes to the outside, looks under the apron and pulls out a new shiny pair of BRASS KNUCKS...

DANIELS: "SURELY HE HAS DONE ENOUGH"

MASTERS: "Well Jarred, this is just about punishment, he wants not only to win the Title, but also to end the other mans career"

DANIELS: "but he had a perfectly good opportunity to win the belt"

MASTERS: "Oh Jarred, you would not understand...HIT HIM...HIT HIM HARD"

DANIELS: "This is just SICK"

- He climbs back inside, Ace is grinding his teeth in anger, trying desperately to escape, Mack smiles again, then whispers something to Ace. BANG...A nasty shot in the face...CRASH...Another shot in the nose...THWACK...Blood starts to drain down his forehead as the aggressive Mack pummels away at the head of Ace with those brass knucks on. Ace is now completely unconcious, blood covers the whole of his face, blood is sprayed up the arm of Mack, he smiles and licks his lips as he looks up high and sees the IC Title in the air.

MASTERS: "CLIMB MACK CLIMB"

DANIELS: "We need some medical attention out here, Ace could be dead"

- He climbs, no sign of Ace, he climbs further, still no sign of Ace, he reaches the top, he grabs the belt, he pulls, he has just won the title as he clutches it in his grasp and falls to the ground.

MASTERS: "YES YES YES"

DANIELS: "What a brutal match, this was one for the ages, I feel proud to have seen it, but I wonder if Ace is okay?"

MASTERS: "I do not know, but he put up a fantastic fight, but now he must look on and see through the mass of blood on his face, to see his nemesis hold the thing most precious to him, the Intercontinental Gold"

DANIELS: "I DOUBT THIS FEUD IS OVER"

TOWERS: "Here is your winner, with two falls against one, and now, the New Intercontinental Champion, The Number One Draft Pick...MACK BEAUDIN..."

MASTERS: "MACK IS THE MAN!!"

DANIELS: "You know what time it is now?"

MASTERS: "MAIN EVENT TIME!! I doubt that Zodiac and Matt can top this car wreck of a match though!"

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2ND WORLD TITLE MATCH: MATT STYLEZ vs. THE ZODIAC THRILLA

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TOWERS: "Our next match is the MAIN EVENT and it is for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE!!"

DANIELS: "And here it is, the MAIN EVENT!"

MASTERS: "These guys are Tag Team Champions, and very well matched I'd say. Should be great."

TOWERS: "Introducing first... he is the #1 Contender... HE IS MATT STYLEZ!!!"

("SERIAL THRILLA" plays over the PA as the crowd cheer. Matt comes out and plays up to the crowd, with a serious tone about him. He high fives fans as he makes his way to the ring)

TOWERS: "And his opponent... the CZW WORLD CHAMPION... THE ZODIAC THRILLA!!!"

("ANOTHER BODY MURDERED" plays as the crowd erupts for Zodiac as well. He comes out, limping, with the CZW World Title strapped around his waist. He seems also in a serious mood, and he seems disppointed with how he won the first title match and his physical condition. He also high fives fans as he walks to the ring)

DANIELS: "Zodiac seems kind of sad, William!"

MASTERS: "I've been saying that for weeks."

-The bell rings and the match is underway, the ref backing out of the way. Nose to nose, Zodiac and Matt trade banter, both wearing very serious expressions on their faces, though Zodiac’s looks a bit worse for wear from his previous match. Then they lock up, pushing and shoving each other into the ropes, across the ring, and into the corner where Stylez backs Zodiac in-

MASTERS: “ Hit him!”

DANIELS: “I don’t think he will. Both of these men have too much honor.”

-After glaring at Zodiac, Styles breaks the lock and backs away from the corner as the fans cheer. Zodiac smiles as the fans cheer. The two men circle each other and again lock up, again turning and pushing each other, but this time Matt ends up with his back in the corner. After a tense moment, Zodiac also backs up and releases Stylez without incident-

DANIELS: “I told you, Bill. Honor.”

MASTERS: “Yeah? Well honor is boring! These men better start beating on each other or I’m going to get in there and show them what fighting is all about!”

DANIELS: “Oh, really? Go ahead, then.”

MASTERS, pausing: “If I didn’t have some food being delivered, I would do just that!"

DANIELS: “I’m sure.”

-In the ring, the champ and the challenger lock up a third time, but Zodiac surprises Matt with a new move, doing the splits and popping back to his feet next to Matt, then going behind with a waist lock! Surprised but not stunned, Matt reaches down and grabs Thrilla’s foot, tripping the Champ and applying a spinning toe hold. Zodiac reversed the hold which dropped Stylez to the mat on his belly, and Zodiac slides over Matt’s back to apply a headlock. Matt struggles for a moment, then flips Zodiac over into a pinning move. Zodiac breaks the hold. Simultaneously, both kip up from the mat to their feet, ending up face to face in the center of the ring with the fans cheering wildly!-

DANIELS: "Both men are just awesome!"

-With the next lock up, though, things go a little differently. As they move in to lock up, Matt simply plants both palms on Zodiac’s chest, shoves him back, then executes a standing dropkick right to Zodiac’s chest! Zodiac bumped hard but bounced back up, but Matt used the middle rope to springboard up and circle kick Zodiac to the head, sort of a flying enzugiri. Again, Zodiac hit the mat and rose, so Matt came off the ropes to hit Zodiac with a flying forearm, knocking Zodiac through the middle rope and out of the ring-

DANIELS: “These two guys really seem hesitant to unload with their special moves, William. I wonder what is holding them back.”

MASTERS: “Common sense, you rube! They are both very fast, athletic, and daredevils. What is the point in trying a dangerous move if you know your opponent isn’t ready yet, if he will just get out of the way. Right now they are testing each other, looking for one to drop their guard."

-Zodiac composed himself outside of the ring while Stylez played to the crowd inside the squared circle. Zodiac slid in, and Matt went right back onto the attack with two arm drags and a hip toss. When he threw the Thrilla into the ropes and attempted a dropkick however, Zodiac rolled under the airborne Stylez and, as Matt hit the tarp, Zodiac was back up and hit with a Hitman-style elbow drop to Matt’s skull, which left Matt rolling around in pain-

MASTERS: "The Champ is taking charge here."

-Zodiac went to work dropping two elbows on Matt, then grabbing his arm in an armbar and wrenching upward on the limb. Matt began to get his feet under him, and Thrilla let go and locked him into a Russian legsweep, slamming Matt down again and then again dropping an elbow. Zodiac hopped to the 2nd rope and hit a springboard moonsault, getting a short 2 count before Matt forcefully kicked out. Zodiac continued the onslaught, whipping Matt into the corner, hitting a flying avalanche, whipping him into the ropes again, and hitting a picture perfect huricanranna, again getting a 2 count for his trouble-

MASTERS: “I can’t believe Zodiac has so much gas left after that bout earlier. Matt is getting his clock cleaned by the champ!”

DANIELS: “Yes, but I don’t think Matt is ready to give up yet. He’s kicking out strongly each time.”

-Zodiac lifts Stylez up and then takes him back down with an old-style swinging neckbreaker, Matt still writing in pain. Thrilla lifts him to his feet and prepares to whip him into the ropes but Matt holds onto Zodiac's arm, then swings in with a HIGH STYLE, both of them hitting hard and hardly moving. The crowd becomes silent as the ref lays in the count, but both men begin to move at the count of 4, and by 8 they are both standing. Coming from behind, Matt locks the champion into a sleeperhold-

DANIELS: “Bold move, trying to slow the champ down and play on the fact he wrestled once already!”

-Zodiac struggled with the hold, then uses the ropes to flip up and over Matt and out of the hold! Zodiac shoves Matt into the corner and lays the boots to him, but when he goes to whip Matt out, Matt reverses and locks the sleeper on again! This time Zodiac struggles with the hold for almost a minute before suddenly kneeling, almost snap-maring Stylez over him to the mat and breaking the hold. A little groggy, Zodiac nonetheless comes off the ropes for a flying forearm, but Matt ducks under and Zodiac hits the mat once more. As he stands, Matt locks on the sleeper a third time! This time Zodiac, knowing he couldn’t stay in this hold much longer, pulled his attacker to and over the top rope, both men crashing to the arena floor with a thud-

DANIELS: “That was pure desperation, William!”

MASTERS: "Of course it is. Zodiac has been a paper champion. He’s just lucky its not Timmons or Beaudin in there or they would tear him apart!"

-Zodiac actually got to his feet first and climbed into the ring as Matt began to stand. As Matt turned to find his opponent, Zodiac hit a baseball slide under the bottom rope nailing Matt right in the jaw. Even as Matt stomped around, Zodiac hopped to the top turnbuckle and dove out onto Stylez, both hitting the floor hard as the crowd starts to chant “CZW! CZW!”-

MASTERS: “I can’t believe Zodiac would do something like that after what he’s been through today! I know I rag on the so-called good guys, but I admit, the Thrilla has a lot of balls, Jarred.”

DANIELS: “That kind of courage could end up killing him though, William. How can he continue punishing his body at this rate?”

-Zodiac continued the attack, walking the guard rail and launching himself at Stylez, but Matt caught, redirected, and powerslammed Zodiac to the floor! Both men were obviously hurting at this time, but then slowly rose and begin to punch each other even as they climb back into the ring. Zodiac is first back into the ring proper, but Matt catapults himself over the top rope and hits Thrilla with a hard flying clothesline, bringing them both down on the mat. Matt jumps up full of adrenalin, goes to the top rope, and hits with his patented Thrill Kill, flipping off the top and delivering a huge leg drop on Zodiac. Matt goes for the pin-

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2...

Last second kickout!

DANIELS: "HOLY MOLY!"

-Matt stands and brings Zodiac to his feet. Matt steps in and turns to lock in his High Style Cutter, but Zodiac crouches at the last minute, wraps his arms around Matt’s waist, and pulls him back into a german suplex!-

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Kickout!

-Zodiac gets to his feet first and gets to the top rope, but Matt beats him to the punch, catching Zodiac on the top and dropping down on the turnbuckle. Stylez hops to the top rope, tucks Zodiac’s head under his armpit, and superplexes him back to the mat! Matt throws an arm over Zodiac-

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2...

3...NO!

MASTERS: "I'm at the edge of my seat, dammit!"

DANIELS: "Me too!"

-Zodiac slips out, and Matt can’t believe that he’s still fighting! Getting frustrated, he stands and begins to apply his Still Shot sharpshooter. As he bends down to secure Zodiac’s legs, the Thrilla reaches up, gets a hold of Matt’s head and pulls him into a full package pin!-

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2...

Kickout again!

MASTERS: "I need a drink!"

-Matt lurches to his feet and takes ahold of Zodiac, turning him away and setting up for a reverse neckbreaker. Zodiac, still willing to fight, blocks the move, twists around Matt, and hits again with another crisp German suplex. Without letting go, he stands Matt up and nails a second German suplex, stands him up again and delivers a third one, this time maintaining the hold and bridging his legs for the pin attempt-

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3!

-Just as the ref’s hand slaps the mat a third time Matt gets an arm up off the tarp, leaving Zodiac Thrilla with both shoulders firmly on the mat. As the bell rings signaling the end of the bout, Zodiac breaks the pinning move and, still on the mat, raises his hand in the air. For a moment, there is confusion, but then the ref takes the Championship belt...and hands it to Matt Stylez! Matt’s last second movement essentially made Zodiac pin himself! As the ref explains the situation to Zodiac and it dawns on the Thrilla what happened, Jessica Towers comes on the microphone-

TOWERS: "YOUR WINNER AND NEW CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION.... MATT STYLEZ!!!!!"

-The crowd is going crazy as Matt holds the World title high in the air. Zodiac is upset, mainly with himself as he stands off near the corner. After a few more moments Zodiac walks up to Matt, and there's no doubt about the friendship here as Zodiac embraces Matt, and raises his hand up in the air. They hug, and Zodiac leaves the ring with Matt remaining. Zodiac is totally disappointed in himself as he walks up the ramp and through the entrance-

-The camera stays on Zodiac who is walking through the backstage area, dejected. He doesn't seem to be heading towards the locker room, but to the outside of the arena. As he reaches the exit, he walks in front of an entrance for vehicles-

SCREEEEEEECH!!!

-Suddenly, a black Jetta comes storming down the entrance way and RUNS RIGHT INTO ZODIAC, sending him over the top and rolling over the car, falling down to the ground. The car reckless gets turned around, to where it then faces the exit. The car pauses, and the window rolls down....

TO REVEAL JESSE MONTANA AS THE DRIVER!!

-Jesse smirks and rolls the window back up, recklessly taking off and leaving the arena. A group of people run towards Zodiac, who is nearly motionless and lying in a slump. Blood is profusely flowing from his mouth, and he needs medical attention PRONTO. Masters and Daniels are speechless, as the copyright plays over the shot of Zodiac lying down, and the scene slowly fades to black-