Draco: Fucking whore!

[Turning around, however; Draco meets Tony, who runs at him, connecting with some punches. Not liking what just happened, Aurora peels herself away from the wall and leaps onto Draco's back, desperately trying to claw his eyes out.]

Aurora Steele: Eek eek, fucker!

[Breaking into the picture, hoping to save her stablemate, Gwenivere Jordan begins to yank and pull on Aurora Steele, who continues to latch on to Draco.]

Aurora Steele: You bitch, you can fuck off to fuckoffland!

[Wrapping her legs around Draco, Aurora continues to hold onto the World Champion, even though Gwenivere claws and scratches at her face.]

Gwenivere Jordan: I told you that I'd fucking kill you, you worthless slut.

[Exploding into the scene, Casanova appears...]

Casanova: Why, hello!

[Bam! A chairshot to Gwenivere Jordan.]

[Bam! A chairshot to Tony Millennia.]

[Bam! A chairshot to Aurora Steele.]

[Leaving Draco standing, Casanova watches on as Draco appears astonished that he has been left standing. Watching as Casanova stumbles off, Draco turns to walk away only to be struck across the back by Casanova, who is still wielding that chair.]

Casanova: And I can't forget about one for my Tag Team Partner!

[Slamming the chair down onto the floor, Casanova walks off, holding his portion of the Tag Titles close to him.]

Singles Match
Suicide vs. Goliath
[Both newcomers try to psyche each other out; specifically Suicide, who uses his more agile and high-flying ability to his own advantage. In the middle of the match, he was able to take out Goliath's right leg, even hitting it at one point with a moonsault.]

[Botching a flying crossbody attempt, Suicide falls into Goliath's clutches, causing him to be pressed high into the air. Stomping towards the ropes, Goliath holds Suicide into the air and launches him out onto the floor, causing him to smash hard on the concrete.]

[In time, Suicide is able to take the advantage again; sweeping Goliath's leg out from under him. Pulling Goliath in, Suicide attempts to his his move, the Suicidal Tendencies, but Goliath is able to power his way out of it. Dropping forward, Goliath slams Suicide down to the mat, picks him up and nearly slams him through the mat with the Iron Spike chokeslam. Dropping to the ground, Goliath calmly covers Suicide, who has been knocked silly.]

[After the match, Goliath hovers around the ring, holding his head up high, when another newcomer, Fear, slides into the ring. Catching Goliath off-guard, Fear charges in and hits Goliath with a running clothesline, knocking the big man down to his knees. Seconding that with some knees and stomps, Fear is able to eliminate Goliath from the ring, watching him retreat to the back.]
Winner: Goliath

Vincent Jones: Jimmy, I don't need you acting all cocky in that ring tonight. Get me? Just do what you need to do to get the victory and call it a night. Alright?

Jimmy Jackson: Yeah, yeah... I heard you the first time. In and out that's what it's all about. Just like Los Gringo X after eating an extra large bean burrito.

Vincent Jones: Watch out for this guy. He has both size and weight advantages on you.

Jimmy Jackson: And I'm faster, more intelligent and can out wrestle the guy. I'll take those odds.

Vincent Jones: Get serious here. Speed isn't everything. He isn't your ordinary wrestler. Not what you find today. He'll brawl with you if that's what it takes to get you off of your feet.

Jimmy Jackson: No problem...

Vincent Jones: You say that now...

Jimmy Jackson: And I'll say it during the match and after the match too!

Vincent Jones: Whatever you do, don't judge this guy when you don't know how he'll approach you in the ring.

[The camera fades out as the two continue to discuss Jim Jones.]

[Following some back-to-back knife-edged chops to each other, Jim Jones is able to dump Jimmy Jackson to the floor with a backdrop. Not wanting Jimmy Jackson to recuperate, Jim Jones stalks him out onto the floor, only to receive a punch to the gut from Jimmy, who instantly rolls back into the ring and strikes Jim Jones with a baseball slide dropkick, which connects to Jones' chest so hard, that it knocks him up and over the ring barrier.]

[Grabbing a steel chair from the announcer's position, Jimmy Jackson's manager, Vincent Jones, makes his presence known by sliding the steel object inside the ring, allowing for Jimmy to set it up in a standing position. Bouncing off the ropes, Jimmy Jackson springboards off the chair, onto the ropes and then vaults into the air with a somersault plancha, landing on top of Jim Jones, sending an array of cheers and ringside spectators everywhere. Amazed by this incredible dive, the fans begin to chant in unison for Jimmy.]

[Springing right back up to his feet, Jimmy heaves Jim Jones over the railing and follows in behind him, where Vincent Jones steps towards him, whispering some advice into his right ear. Nodding his head, Jimmy Jackson lifts Jim Jones up to his feet and rolls him into the ring.]

[Sliding inside, Jimmy Jackson is taken aback when Jim Jones springs to his feet and hammers him with a stunning punch to the face. Throwing a clothesline at Jimmy's head, Jim Jones completely misses, allowing Jimmy Jackson to duck behind him. Spinning around, Jim Jones' head is almost ripped completely off, all thanks to a Reality Check.]

[From here, Jimmy yanks Jim Jones to his feet, backs him into the corner with some chops and seats him on the top rope. After yelling out, "You're Going Down!" Jimmy grabs Jones' neck and Super DDTs him off the top rope. With Jim Jones all but dead, Jimmy Jackson locks in the Rock Hard Special, which soons see Jim Jones yelling out for a submission.]

[Ten seconds after Jim Jones officially quits, Jimmy Jackson releases his hold and stands to his feet. When both men are up, Jimmy offers his hand to Jim Jones, looking for a handshake, which gets shrugged off. Not liking this one bit, Jimmy Jackson spins Jim Jones around, kicks him in the gut and drops him with a DDT. Soaking up the fans' cheers, Jimmy Jackson and Vincent Jones stand over Jim Jones, with the theme to Punchout playing in the background.]
Winner: Jimmy Jackson

[Now with things in his favor, Tony springs to his feet and cripples Slash Tannon with a running boot to the face. Learning from Tony Millennia, Slash reverses a clothesline with a neat trick of his own - the lowblow kick to the genitals, winding Tony.]

[After a while of being in control, Slash backs up, while Tony lays against the ropes. Charging forward, Slash extends his right arm and goes to clothesline Tony to the floor; only to have Tony duck down at the last second. Sending Slash flying through the air, Tony watches on as Slash slams on the concrete floor, knocking him out.]

[Suddenly, the attention of everyone turns towards the entrance, where the new World Champion, Draco, is making his appearance. Holding his title around his right shoulder, Draco stands at ringside, watching as Tony stumbles around the ring. Finally realizing Draco has made his presence known, Tony sprints from the ring and quickly begins an all-out assault on Draco, who fights back.]

[While this happens, Slash slowly regains his composure and slides into the ring, whereas Tony remains on the floor, fighting alongside Draco. At the count of 8, Tony blocks a Draco punch and fires back with a shot of his own. Staggering back, Tony clotheslines Draco over the railing and slides back inside, right before the 10 count, allowing things to continue.]

[Hoping to attack Tony, Slash saunters straight over to him and goes to kick him. However, Tony is able to launch himself up, connecting with a brutal shot to Slash's jaw, sending him backwards. After a kick to Slash's gut, Tony half-nelsons him and drives him back down to the mat with the Millennial Descent. Rolling over, Tony covers Slash for the easy three, beating the former Platinum Champion.]

[After the match, Tony Millennia stands in the ring, watching as Draco walks to the back, leaving the ringside area.]
Winner: Tony Millennia

Casanova: Look, I know we don’t like each other. Hell, until recently I think I hated you. But you and I aren't a problem, I just wanted you to know that.

Tony: What the hell is your point?

[Casanova shrugs, waving a hand in front of Tony as if to ward off an oncoming blow.]

Casanova: I just wanted you to know that there’s nothing personal between us. And this is nothing personal between us.

[Tony swivels around quickly, expecting an ambush, before smirking, as he turns to face Casanova.]

Tony: That’s right, I forgot that you ditched the Sentinels. Guess you have to do your own dirty work for…

[His words are interrupted by Casanova’s fist crashing against his face, knocking him to the floor. He begins to get up, before realizing that Casanova isn’t attacking any more. Casanova is simply stepping back, carefully.]

Casanova: Look…I may not agree with what Draco does, and I may not like how he acts out there, but there’s a line somewhere. And you crossed it. So don’t take it personally. But he’s taught me all I know in this business, and he’s been my partner since I’ve been wrestling. You crossed the line.

[Tony wipes one hand across his face, wiping a small trail of blood from his lip.]

Tony: We will see, goth boy. What the hell was with that punch…?

[Casanova opened his clenched fist, dropping a roll of quarters from it.]

Casanova: He taught me that too.

[Down the hallway a door opens, and of all people, Draco pops his head out, looking for the source of the commotion. He spots Casanova standing close to Tony, still down, before popping back into his room, his comment echoing down the hallway.]

Draco: How CONVENIENT!

[Seconds later he steps back out, a hammer in one hand, walking with determination toward Casanova and Tony, who immediately scrambles to his feet. But as Draco walks past Casanova, Casanova grabs him by the collar, and slaps the hammer out of his hand.]

Casanova: Not now. We have a match to get ready for. Come on!

[The scene fades to darkness as Casanova leads Draco past Tony, still favoring his jaw, as Draco and Tony stare each other down as Draco passes him, with Casanova, heading down the hallway.]

Slash Tannon: Dude, what are you doing?

Mike Phantasy: Johnny is in here. I'm going to surprise the fuck out of him. He doesn't even know about our Tag Team Title shot.

Slash Tannon: Then why are you running around like a thief?

Mike Phantasy: I... uh... good question. Screw this, let's go in.

[Twisting the doorknob, Mike and Slash push their way inside of the room; with Mike leading Slash in. Unfortunately for them, their expression isn't something to be desired.]

Mike Phantasy: What the fuck?!

[Staring at Johnny Legend, who is tied to the chair and knocked unconscious, Mike Phantasy releases an awkward response. Behind him, Regan Chambers pops out from the shadows, whips Slash Tannon around and throws some substance into his eyes.]

Slash Tannon: Agh!

Mike Phantasy: Huh?

[Turning around, Mike Phantasy walks straight into a punch from Regan Chambers, which knocks him back. Blinded, Slash Tannon reacts to this and swings his face at Regan's head... well, what he thinks is Regan's head is actually Mike Phantasy's. This punch connects so hard to Mike's jaw, that it knocks him back, causing him to topple over Johnny Legend. Catching a bumbling Slash Tannon with a final clothesline, Regan Chambers walks off; his deed successfully done.]

Singles Match
Fury vs. Danny Boy Vegas
[Hoping to get vengeance on his loss from last week, Danny Boy Vegas hurries down to the ring, where Fury is waiting for him. Just as he is in, Danny Boy runs at Fury, who ducks under an attack and goes directly into a hurricanrana, knocking Danny Boy off his feet. As the match progresses, Fury even places Danny Boy Vegas on the top rope, hoping to hit a top-rope hurricanrana. Realizing Fury's intentions, Danny Boy holds him into the air and flying powerbombs him off the top rope.]

[Keeping on Fury, Danny Boy gives him a mixture of punches, piledrivers, elbowdrops and suplexes. At one point, he whips Fury into the ropes and tries for a backdrop, only to have Fury sunset flip over him. Blocking the rollup, Danny Boy sits on Fury's chest, cradling his legs for a two count.]

[Eventually, Danny Boy places Fury in position for the Snake Eyes DDT. Flipping Fury over, Danny Boy is seconds away from driving Fury's head down to the mat, only to have Fury break free and standing in a vertical base. Using the back-to-back DDT, ala the Unprettier, Fury drops Danny Boy on his face and then climbs to the top rope. Flying off, he somersaults twice in the air, trying to hit Danny Boy with the Red Bomb.]

[Nano-seconds before Fury crashlands on Danny Boy, Danny is able to roll to his left, allowing Fury to land hard on his back. Seeing an opportunity, Danny Boy places his feet on the bottom ropes, using them as leverage, while covering Fury. the referee counts: ...1...2...3!]

[Rolling out of the ring, Danny Boy smugly walks to the back, watching as Fury holds the back of his head; upset at what just transpired.]
Winner: Danny Boy Vegas

Singles Match
Danny Polar vs. Ultimate Feugo
[Before the match begins, Hardcore Timmay arrives from the backstage area, high-as-a-kite. Taking a seat at the announcer's booth, he joins Lex Robinson and Steve Hebert in calling the match.]

[When the match gets underway, Ultimate Feugo gets the upperhand thanks to a kick to the midsection, which Danny is not able to stop. From here, Feugo keeps on the number one contender to the Television Championship, hammering him with some stiff blows and kicks to the head. Placing Danny Polar on the top rope, Ultimate Feugo attempts a top-rope belly-to-belly suplex, which Danny is able to free himself from, shoving Ultimate Feugo onto the ground below.]

[Flying off the top rope, Danny catches Ultimate Feugo with a spear. Waiting for Feugo to rise, Danny Polar charges in at him and knocks him back down with the Running Death, causing Feugo's head to smash off the canvas. Picking him up, Danny wastes little time in driving the mysterious man back down onto the canvas with the Liquid Light.]

[After a failed pinfall attempt, Danny Polar goes to lift Ultimate Feugo up again, only to receive a punch to the stomach. Taking the upperhand, Feugo stands Danny Polar up. sends him flying with a release German suplex and instantly follows up with a running enziguiri kick to Danny's head.]

[Almost ready to eliminate Danny Polar, Feugo's attention is taken away by Danny Boy Vegas, who slowly makes his way to the ringside area. This lapse in concentration is enough to allow Danny Polar to creep up behind Feugo and schoolboy roll him up for the 1...2...3!]

[Stunned at his loss, Ultimate Feugo hops out of the ring and chases Danny Boy Vegas to the back. Before he can walk past the curtain, however; Danny Boy Vegas pops out, wielding a steel chair, which is used to crack over Feugo's skull. Standing above Feugo, Danny Boy laughs at what he's just accomplish.]

[ Meanwhile, as Danny Polar celebrates his victory, Hardcore Timmay drops his headset, grabs a steel chair of his own and slides into the ring with it. Coming up behind Danny, Timmay lifts the chair above his head, seconds away from hitting Danny Polar. However, before he can hit, Dann turns around, spots Timmay and belly-to-belly suplexes him much to the delight of the fans. Happy with what he's done, Danny Polar unstraps the Television Title from around Timmay's waist and holds it high in the air.]
Winner: Danny Polar

Ultimate Feugo: You're a man of no morality. If you want to come out there because you're still upset about losing to me, a man of great disposition, it shows how weak you are. In fact, I know that I can beat you.

[A smug look spreads across Danny Boy's lips, as he listens intently to what Feugo has to say. Replying, Danny Boy steps up to Feugo - who, much like Feugo, does not back down.]

Danny Boy Vegas: I'll beat you-...

[Before Danny Boy can even mouth a word, Fury steps into the scene, staring both men down. With a confident look on his face, the Sadistic member speaks up.]

Fury: Hey, didn't I beat both of you guys last week?

[Chuckling, Fury goes to walk away; but Feugo and Danny Boy share a determined look. As if a lightbulb goes off in their head at the exact same time, Danny Boy and Feugo immediately jump at Fury, knocking him down with some punches and start stomping away at his body.]

[After a failed clothesline attempt from Aurora Steele, Gwenivere Jordan torks her around and slaps her across the face. Hooking on a front face lock, Gwenivere Jordan drops Aurora face-first across her right knee, resulting in a stream of blood being emitted from Aurora's nasal passages.] [Even with blood dripping down her face, Aurora finds enough energy to fight back, striking Gwenivere with some ringing slaps to her jaw. At one point, Aurora even tries for the Stain of Steele, but Gwenivere counters by throwing Aurora over the top rope and onto the floor. Taking a huge risk, Gwenivere climbs to the top rope and shooting star legdrops Aurora on the floor.]

[With Aurora failing, Gwenivere rolls her back into the ring, climbs to the top rope and hits a flying splash. She goes for the cover, but Aurora kicks out a second before the three count can be administered. When Gwenivere appears to climb to the top rope, presumably for a moonsault, Aurora springs to her feet and dropkicks Gwenivere's legs out from under her. Using the ropes to contort her body around, Aurora attempts a sunset-flip powerbomb, but Gwenivere is able to roll through into a rollup-hurricanrana. Holding Aurora's tights, Gwenivere is able to get the pinfall, allowing her to go 2-0 against the Hall of Famer.]

[Having herself declared the winner, Gwenivere rolls out onto the floor, laughing as Dystopia tries to help Aurora to her feet.]
Winner: Gwenivere Jordan

Sid/Flame
With stablemate, Fury, at their side, Sid and Flame walk back and forth in their locker room. Prepping each other for not only their match for tonight, but also their Hardcore Title match at the pay per view, they take turns throwing darts at a dartboard, which has Zimdela's face as the target area, with the Hardcore Title dangling underneath it.

Regan Chambers/Rick Lacey
The Apex Division members sit quietly on a bench in their locker room. Not saying a word to each other, they tape up their wrists, getting ready for a brawl. Pulling out a blue gym-bag, Regan hauls out a strand of barbed-wire and glares at it, preparing for his match at The Enmity.

Mike Phantasy/Johnny Legend
After the trickery that had been played on them earlier by Regan Chambers, both men were desperately looking for a fight. Walking side-by-side, they make their way to the entrance area, with Slash Tannon walking behind them, while Mike Phantasy yells some discouraging words to him.

The Higher Power
Hardcore Timmay and Calvin "Smokey" Wright are... well... they're toking up. As usual, Timmay is stoned out of his mind, much like he will be on January 9th, when he defends his Television Title against Danny Polar. However, tonight he must prove to Corey Page and Sin Wrestling that he is deserving of being a champion.

Draco/Casanova
Finally, there's Sin Wrestling's favorite dysfunctional tag team, Draco and Casanova. Far from being a unit, not even walking in the same corridor, Draco and Casanova make their way towards the entrance; both men wearing their Tag Team Title.

[Once he's inside, Casanova runs out from the back and carnage instantly erupts. Arms, legs and bodies fly everywhere, as Regan Chambers dropkicks Mike Phantasy to the floor, follows him out and begins to severely punch him. In the meantime, Johnny Legend walks directly into a chokeslam from Sid, followed by Calvin Wright, Rick Lacey, Draco and Hardcore Timmay, who flies off the top rope, hoping to take the big fellow down.]

[Eventually, the referee is able to calm things down, allowing only two men inside at one time.]

Elimination 1: Regan Chambers/Rick Lacey
[In the ring, Regan Chambers and Hardcore Timmay mix things up, sending punches and kicks back and forth at each others head. Whipping Regan into the ropes, Hardcore Timmay can only watch as Regan collapses to the ground; all thanks to a kick from Mike Phantasy, who was hanging on the apron. Turning around, shooting Mike a devilish glare, Regan attempts to grab Phantasy, only to have Hardcore Timmay roll him up for the three count.]

Elimination 2: Mike Phantasy/Johnny Legend
[Laughing at Regan's expense, Mike Phantasy is unaware of Johnny Legend being pulled into the ring by Flame, who right away Flame Bombs Legend onto the mat. Turning around, Mike watches the referee count Johnny Legend's shoulders down to the mat.]

[Gleefully, Regan returns the laugh at Mike's expense. Not liking this one bit, Mike Phantasy hops off the apron and takes off after Regan Chambers. At the top of the apron, both guys begin throwing punches at one another, even tumbling all the way to the backstage.]

Elimination 3: Hardcore Timmay/Calvin Wright
[Draco and Timmay are in the ring, hitting each other with some wild punches. After Timmay whips Draco into the ropes, he ducks down, unaware of Draco's blind tag to Casanova, who seems to be working pretty well with his tag team partner. As a unit, Draco and Casanova kick Timmay in the face and double STO him down onto the mat.]

[Picking Timmay up, Draco applies a full-nelson, allowing Casanova to bounce off the ropes. When he returns, Timmay ducks out of the way, therefore causing Casanova to hit a flying forearm to Draco's head, making him stumble back. Appearing quite pissed, Draco shoves Casanova, who shoves back.]

[Capitalizing on this miscue, Hardcore Timmay goes to strike Casanova with a spinning kick, only to have Casanova duck down, causing him to knock Draco out of the ring with a fierce kick to the face. When Timmay lands on his feet, Casanova spins him around, kicks him in the gut and brings him down with the Destiny Calling. Rolling on top of Timmay, Casanova covers him for the three, while Draco watches on from the floor.]

Sid/Flame vs. Casanova/Draco
[With only two teams remaining, all hell breaks loose; especially since the referee accidentally gets knocked out from a mistimed punch from Draco. Using a chair to get the upperhand, Sid and Flame take out Casanova, knocking him into the corner, leaving only Draco to fight for his team. Knowing how close they are to the Tag Team Titles, Sid and Flame pick Draco up, unaware of the presence sliding in behind them.]

[Standing to his feet, Zimdela carries a ladder in both hands and charges at both Flame and Sid, smashing the steel ladder against both of their skulls. Throwing the ladder out of the ring, Zimdela revives the referee and throws Casanova on top of Sid. The referee starts to count...]

[...1...2...]

[Before the referee brings his hand down for a third time, Draco pulls Casanova away and falls on Sid's body, allowing him to get the count. The referee slaps his hand down on the mat...]

[...1...2...3! Draco and Casanova retain their titles.]

[After the bell rings, as Casanova’s music echoes throughout the arena, the tag team champs stand bickering in the middle of the ring. The music begins to fade as Draco and Casanova draw close to each other, profanities obvious from their lips, before Draco shoves Casanova hard, sending him back a few feet. Casanova glares back at Draco as the crowd roars, waiting for another Destiny Calling, a repeat of last week. But Casanova looks out to the crowd, and shakes his head, as the cheering falls somewhat.]

[Casanova holds his ground, looking back to Draco for a moment, before turning his gaze to his tag team title. He lifts it from his shoulder, holding it above his head on one raised arm, and looking to the left and right at the crowd, and then back to Draco. The crowd begins to cheer even louder again, as Casanova chants begin to start across the crowd. Then Draco responds, lifting his tag belt off his shoulder as well, but throws it down in the middle of the ring, before spitting on it, and turning on his heel, and exiting the ring, heading up the ramp to massive boos.]

[Casanova shakes his head in dismay, lowering his arm for a moment, before baring his fang-laden grin, and spitting on Draco’s tag title as well! He raises his arm again, holding his own belt high, turning around slowly, basking in the roars of the audience, before finally lowering his arm to head level, kissing his belt, before throwing it atop Draco’s belt, and stepping to the corner, up to the second turnbuckle, and raising both arms in victory. His music begins to play again, barely audible over the now deafening roar of the audience, as Casanova points toward the ramp where Draco had so recently walked out, and gestures to his waist, mouthing “That belt is MINE!” to the audience. He steps down from the turnbuckles, sliding out of the ring, and leaps the guardrail, making his way to an exit through the crowd, opposite the ramp where Draco had left.]

[Fading out, a logo for The Enmity airs, previewing the four-way main event.]