The shot cuts to the basement of the arena, and the shot slowly adjusts with just enough light to see from the camera, to see the lonely lamp light bulb hanging from the cobwebbed ceiling revealing the Exit Door. We see SHAWN CHRISTOPHER walking in from the entrance and exit, as obviously DEVLIN CROSS is already in the basement. SHAWN CHRISTOPHER walks down the series of steps and the Referee slams the door behind CHRISTOPHER as the darkness hides CHRISTOPHER spinning around to his entrance, and back to the walkway as he journeys through, as the light from the camera sees his face looking back and forth around in the darkened basement. Sounds of drips from wet pipes and small rodents squeaking in the dark. CHRISTOPHER stops and spins as we see his face, as he slowly wipes his dripping hair back and he makes a right turn as we see following behind him DEVLIN CROSS!

vs.

- - Basement Match - -

The bell rings in the arena, and the camera catches CHRISTOPHER and CROSS as CHRISTOPHER slowly comes to a stop as he spins around and can’t see CROSS standing right in front of him as CROSS kicks him into the gut. CHRISTOPHER stumbles backwards and falls into a set of cardboard boxes! CHRISTOPHER stands up quickly and rushes forward and tries to tackle CROSS but misses, as he can’t see anything! CROSS walks over to the body of CHRISTOPHER and starts to stomp and kick at the body. The foot hitting anywhere on the body, as the camera tries to get enough light into the darkness to see the blows being assaulted on CHRISTOPHER. CROSS drops an elbow to the back of the rising CHRISTOPHER. CROSS lifts CHRISTOPHER up to his feet and rushes him off into a silent dark corner slamming his head onto a few shelving cabinets. CHRISTOPHER stumbles out into the open as you can see just enough to make him out wiping his face and shaking off the pain. CROSS comes walking over wiping at his arms and wiping off spider webs and other icky feelings from the dark corner. CROSS grabs onto CHRISTOPHER and takes in back into another dark area throwing him into a shelf that tips over spilling boxes and other items all over the floor. CROSS walks over to the body of CHRISTOPHER, but CHRISTOPHER hammers CROSS into the gut with a solid hard rugby kiddy ball! The light from the camera shows CHRISTOPHER jam the rugby ball into the head of CROSS as CROSS stumbles off and falling to the floor. CHRISTOPHER starts walking towards CROSS throwing a box at the body of CROSS! It’s a box of papers, as it dumps all over before CROSS’ body. CROSS lifts up a stack of the papers and tosses it up into the air sending CHRISTOPHER into a frenzy to get through the papers as he slips and slides. CHRISTOPHER looks around and is having a really hard time seeing as CHRISTOPHER grabs the camera guy and the camera and shines it about, and CROSS is gone! CHRISTOPHER starts walking forward and suddenly from the right something falls down and it throws CHRISTOPHER down to the ground but it’s still on CHRISTOPHER’s leg! CROSS walks out and pushes the what looks to be a broken ping pong table off of CHRISTOPHER’s leg, and CROSS lifts CHRISTOPHER up and drops him with a DDT to the ping pong table! DEVLIN CROSS disappears again into the darkness and emerges with a garbage can as he goes to slam it onto the downed CHRISTOPHER but CHRISTOPHER reaches up and pulls CROSS down forward as CROSS slams right into that garbage can! SMASH! CROSS rolls about on the ground holding his face, and CHRISTOPHER slowly stands up and goes over to the fallen CROSS and starts hammering him with punches to the back of his head. CHRISTOPHER lifts CROSS up and starts slamming his face into all the metal piping along the way throwing CROSS into the darkness, as a loud smash is heard followed by a few other small crashes, as suddenly a loud painful scream is heard. The camera shutters about and the transmission starts blinking and flickering as CHRISTOPHER is seen walking into that same darkness. The camera transmission is cut out as it all goes black, as you hear a couple grunts and then a loud smash! The camera view comes back as CHRISTOPHER stumbles out of the darkness and into the camera falling to the ground holding his head, as DEVLIN CROSS stumbles out shaking off his arm and holding a broken wooden chair. The camera pans over to the left and sees the fallen chair holder with all the chairs over the floor. CROSS drops the broken chair and grabs up CHRISTOPHER and tosses him into the darkness as a crash is heard. CROSS walks with the help of the camera into the darkness as CHRISTOPHER leaps out with a superkick to the face of CROSS! CROSS drops to the floor and CHRISTOPHER hurries up and covers CROSS! But you need to escape, this isn’t a pinfall match! Someone tell CHRISTOPHER! CHRISTOPHER slams his forehead and rises up and grabs MATT SHARP! WHAT?! MATT SHARP still blindfolded, smacks off CHRISTOPHER’s hands, and starts swinging himself. CHRISTOPHER ducks and pushes MATT SHARP forward into the rising CROSS!

MATT SHARP dropkicks CROSS knocking him to the ground, as slowly MATT SHARP reaches about on the ground for the body of DR. BADD who he thinks is DR. BADD! But CROSS gets up and stumbles off to find CHRISTOPHER, as CROSS turns the corner he crashes into CHRISTOPHER! CHRISTOPHER hammers CROSS with a popcorn machine! CROSS crashes to a hype and CHRISTOPHER drops and lets out a large scream of pain as he falls onto the machine! CROSS starts crawling off, as CHRISTOPHER stumbles to his feet, and runs himself against the piping back to the start of this fight. As CHRISTOPHER comes up behind CROSS and drops an elbow to CROSS’ spine! CHRISTOPHER stands up and lifts CROSS to his feet pulling him off down a walk path. CHRISTOPHER just keeps walking as CROSS starts throwing blows to the ribcage of CHRISTOPHER as CHRISTOPHER throws CROSS into a shelving unit as PVC piping and other items fall down on top of him. CHRISTOPHER starts looking about and pulls out a broken table, as CHRISTOPHER positions it to stand up from a shelf and another pipe housing unit across the path. CHRISTOPHER lifts up CROSS and T-Bone Suplexes him into the table! CRUNCH! CHRISTOPHER lifts himself up and starts walking towards the bright light of that lonely exit light bulb shining on that door. CROSS crawls to his feet and launches himself at the slowly walking CHRISTOPHER pushing him down into a bunch of paint cans! CROSS stands up and grabs up a paint can, and CHRISTOPHER stands up grabbing a paint can. They both take a swing, but miss in the darkness. They stumble and spin and swing again! CHRISTOPHER ducks and tosses the can sideways as it slams into the ribs of CROSS! CROSS drops to his knee, as CHRISTOPHER steps over the kneeled CROSS, but CROSS whips the can back with a back swing, and hits CHRISTOPHER in the face with the paint can! CHRISTOPHER flies backwards and launches into more ping pong tables! CRASH! CRUNCH! CROSS lifts himself and walks slowly over in the darkness trying to see where CHRISTOPHER is laying. Suddenly CROSS is grabbed by a set of hands! CROSS throws the person off and into the darkness! CHRISTOPHER came running from behind CROSS and pushes him into that same darkness. The camera shines as CHRISTOPHER takes the camera into the darkness, and is grabbed by DR. BADD! DR. BADD whips CHRISTOPHER into a bunch of cardboard boxes! CROSS stands up and stumbles off into the darkness, but the camera stays fixed on CHRISTOPHER! DR. BADD stumbles about waving his hands, and CHRISTOPHER leaps up and rushes DR. BADD knocking him over with a clothesline!

CHRISTOPHER looks about wiping off his arm from the dust and icky cobwebs and all that from the cardboard boxes. CHRISTOPHER stumbles about, and looks into the darkness as best as he can, as he walks down this path in between shelves and other boxes. CHRISTOPHER gets to the end of the pathway, and is bum rushed with an attack of a pipe sending CHRISTOPHER dropping to the floor into a puddle of moldy free standing water! CHRISTOPHER starts gagging as he extends his hands to lift himself up, wiping his wet face off, as suddenly a rat runs across his hands! CHRISTOPHER screams jumping backwards, and he bumps into a housing unit that falls over dropping a metal lighting casing from the top of the shelf and it crashes onto the head and shoulder of CROSS! CHRISTOPHER stumbles around turning looking at the ground for more rats and other people looking to be blindfolded and stumbling around. CHRISTOPHER stops and puts his hand against the wall. CHRISTOPHER turns and sees the glimpse of victory. The lonely light bulb shining as the camera changes to see his look on the face. CHRISTOPHER pushes himself forward walking step by step. CHRISTOPHER turns and grabs up CROSS and attacks him! Right kick, left kick, right kick finding a spot on the chest, as CHRISTOPHER delivers a stunning uppercut as CHRISTOPHER ends the “Five Moves of Doom” with a spinning neckbreaker! CRASH! CHRISTOPHER just slams CROSS’ head onto that lighting casing that has no light bulbs but the sound of bone and metal echoes through the Basement. CHRISTOPHER stands up and starts towards the door. It looks like the end, but suddenly CHRISTOPHER reaches out, out of reaction and hammers a “KAYFABE BREAKER” to a cardboard cutout of the Queen! Oh no! CHRISTOPHER just destroyed a cut out figure of The Queen of England! CHRISTOPHER looks around and holds his head this Basement Match is messing with his head. CHRISTOPHER spins and it’s CROSS! CROSS is standing looking completely refreshed, CROSS lifts him up into the “CROSS TO BEAR”, but CHRISTOPHER kicks himself down and drops CROSS with “THE ICON”! CROSS is laying out cold, as CHRISTOPHER stands and goes for the door, pushing himself to the door step and step. The camera cuts to the outside of the Exit door, the Referee waiting for the Winner, with the TV Title in his hand. As the door opens, a spray of Extinguisher gas bellows out into the hallway!

ALL THAT SMOKE!

WHAT HAPPENED?!

The Referee starts waving off the smoke watching for someone to exit. A body is seen waving their hands about, his hands!

IT’S…

IT’S…

IT’S MATT SHARP!

Oh come on, get that man a walking cane! MATT SHARP walks away down the hallway, as CHRISTOPHER waves off the smoke and exits out from the Basement door, and into the hallway. The Referee hands him the TV Title, and SHAWN CHRISTOPHER turns around to look into the Basement. The smoke has cleared, and ….

AND…

AND….

NO DEVLIN CROSS!

WHERE IS DEVLIN CROSS?!

HE’S JUST VANISHED!

STILL TELEVISION CHAMPION:

vs.


- - Standard Tag Match - -
SPECIAL REFEREE

Both POGO and PROTOTYPE are down in the ring with Referee HARDHEAD making sure they stay off to one side when HUNTER and NICK hit the ramp. They come running down to the ring with steel chairs in hand as the do. With them sliding into the ring, POGO and PROTOTYPE slide out of the ring. Finally, Referee HARDHEAD is able to have both members get into their neutral corner as POGO and PROTOTYPE get back in. PROTOTYPE and HUNTER are the first two people to start off in the ring. Referee HARDHEAD then starts the match as HUNTER and PROTOTYPE try psyching one another out until HUNTER finally just up and slaps PROTOTYPE! HUNTER then before PROTOTYPE can react, bum rushes PROTOTYPE and grabs a hold of his arm only to then Irish whip him across the ring. From bouncing off the ropes and coming back HUNTER hip tosses PROTOTYPE. PROTOTYPE quickly gets back up again and charges at HUNTER only to get hip tossed again! PROTOTYPE once more gets back up shaking it off and comes charging at HUNTER to this time be hip tossed but HUNTER does not let go this time around. Instead, he flips around PROTOTYPE'S arm and drops down with a standing leg drop across PROTOTYPE'S chest. HUNTER then right away applies an armbar while now down on the mat. PROTOTYPE then struggles not to tap out as he fights his way over to the ropes finally grabbing up the bottom rope at the last. Referee HARDHEAD the starts up his 4-count as HUNTER lets go. With PROTOTYPE favoring his arm though, HUNTER quickly walks over grabbing up PROTOTYPE'S hurting arm and spins it around while yanking PROTOTYPE down to one knee. NICK then reaches in and tags himself in as he takes a running start jumping and landing with an elbow down onto the hurting shoulder of PROTOTYPE. NICK then pulls PROTOTYPE up to his feet and hooks him as he nails a perfect suplex. NICK then rolls out of the ring grabbing up one of the steel folding chairs and rolls back into the ring. He drags PROTOTYPE over as he then sets his arm in it. NICK then walks back climbing up to the second rope and looks down laughing at PROTOTYPE mocking him and his pain. He then jumps off while landing and stomping on the steel folding chair! PROTOTYPE screams out in pain as NICK then drops down and makes a cover. 1......2..... and POGO with the save! PROTOTYPE and NICK get up and the match quickly becomes a slugfest as PROTOTYPE and NICK exchange punches in the middle of the ring... The two tie up and fall to the outside of the ring and they are both unrelenting in assaulting each other as they battle up the ramp!

PROTOTYPE and NICK have left the arena floor!!

POGO and HUNTER watch in awe as the two disappear into the backstage area. Referee HARDHEAD looks at the two wrestlers still in the ring signaling for them to fight. Both circle the ring, lock up and HUNTER takes down POGO right away. Both lock up again and POGO takes down HUNTER and works on his left leg. He gets HUNTER into a leg submission when he flips over. HUNTER breaks out of the submission, both stand up, circle the ring again and HUNTER then takes down POGO applying a single leg Boston crab. HUNTER takes down POGO with a quick arm drag and POGO puts his forearm against HUNTER's face to break it up. HUNTER jumps up, gives POGO an arm drag and again works on POGO's right arm. POGO fights back with some stiff kicks to HUNTER's back. POGO locks in a sharpshooter but HUNTER counters out of a Sharpshooter attempt by POGO, but POGO comes back working on the leg of HUNTER. POGO gets in a few hard rights and wraps HUNTER's right leg around the ropes. POGO kicks HUNTER hard in the kneecap. POGO backs up, charges, but HUNTER moves and POGO dumps to the outside. HUNTER flips over the top rope, POGO moves, HUNTER lands on his feet, but POGO hits a quick kick to the back of the head. HUNTER fights back by throwing POGO face first off the ring apron followed by a backbreaker.

HUNTER hits a few chest claps to POGO. HUNTER puts POGO in the ring, POGO attempts to take out HUNTER, but HUNTER pulls down the ropes and POGO falls to the outside. HUNTER springboards off the top rope on POGO to take him out. Both get back in the ring and HUNTER nails POGO with a right hand to the head. HUNTER gets in a few more chest chops to POGO. HUNTER hits a clothesline on POGO. HUNTER applies a modified twisting figure four on POGO! POGO screams out in pain reaching for the bottom rope. POGO tries to counter out of it, but can't. POGO somehow gets the bottom rope and HUNTER breaks it up. POGO hits a knee to the chest on HUNTER in the corner and follows that up with a tornado DDT. POGO covers, but only gets a two count. POGO gets in a few forearms to HUNTER, but HUNTER fights back with a roll-up that goes into a leg lock over POGO's head. HUNTER applies another modified figure four on POGO. POGO gets to the ropes quicker this time to break it up. HUNTER hits a release German suplex on POGO. HUNTER attempts another, but POGO breaks it up.

HUNTER hits a scoop slam on POGO in the corner and then hits a springboard leg drop from the ring apron. HUNTER covers, but only gets a two count. HUNTER hits a sunset flip, but POGO rolls out and hits a dropkick to the face. Both exchange pinfall attempts near the ropes until POGO rolls through and lifts HUNTER up onto his shoulders and nails a Death Valley Driver. He picks up HUNTER and tosses him into the ropes and nails the The Silencer! POGO drapes himself over HUNTER as Referee HARDHEAD makes the count. POGO counts along with Referee HARDHEAD 1…2… NICK RYAN is back with the save! NICK is pushed back to the corner by HARDHEAD as PROTOTYPE slowly makes his way down the ramp as well.. NICK sees PROTOTYPE and DIVES out of the ring on top of him! POGO gets to his feet and grabs HUNTER by the hair. He pulls him up and is ready to put down the Headbanger.. But WHAT THE HELL? HARDHEAD just poked POGO clean in the eyes! POGO drops down, grabbing his face! Suddenly, a HEADBUTT from HARDHEAD! WHAT? POGO is down on his chest! HUNTER gets up and applies THE BENDER!! POGO screams out, and HARDHEAD CALLS FOR THE BELL!! POGO never even had a chance to tap out!!

NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS:

DAMMIT!! HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD just did a major favor for the guys that got him back into the XWF!! DAMMIT!! POGO and PROTO have LOST THE TITLES, thanks to some shifty officiating from HAWAIIAN HARDHEAD!

vs.

- - Standard Match - -

FAMINE's music blares as he heads out from the curtains. FAMINE stops and looks at the fans, but is jumped from behind by BRAD PIERCE. PIERCE hits FAMINE with a chair on the back of the head and FAMINE falls to one knee. PIERCE picks FAMINE up and throws FAMINE into the barricade, back first. PIERCE picks FAMINE up and throws FAMINE inside the ring. FAMINE is up and when PIERCE gets in FAMINE stomps him on the back of the head. FAMINE pulls PIERCE up and whips PIERCE into the corner. FAMINE sets up in the corner, charges, and goes for the clothesline and connects. PIERCE gets on his knees and then falls flat on his face. FAMINE goes for a quick pin. 1....2.. NO! PIERCE kicks out. FAMINE goes on the outside and pulls out a steel chair, FAMINE brings the chair into the ring and waits for PIERCE to get up. PIERCE does so and FAMINE swings but PIERCE moves behind FAMINE and when FAMINE turns back around, he is met with a poke in the eye by PIERCE to give PIERCE some more time to recuperate. FAMINE drops the chair to buy him more time and PIERCE picks it up and connects a heavy shot on the top of FAMINE's skull. FAMINE's down and out, PIERCE goes for the pin. 1....2...NO! FAMINE gets a shoulder up just before the count of three. PIERCE is irate at the referee in what he thinks was a slow count. Slowly, FAMINE gets on his hands and knees and crawls as fast as he can to take out PIERCE's knee from behind. PIERCE goes down! Now, FAMINE struggles to get to his feet. He has both of PIERCE's legs and APPLIES A FIGURE FOUR! PIERCE IS STRUGGLING TO FIGHT OFF THE PAIN AND TURN OVER! HE'S ALMOST THERE! PIERCE TURNS FAMINE OVER! FAMINE grabs the rope closest to him and PIERCE breaks the hold. PIERCE is struggling to get up to his feet after the beating PIERCE's leg took already. PIERCE grabs the chair to hoist him up. FAMINE is back to his feet as well, but is brought right back down with a chair shot to the back from BRAD PIERCE. FAMINE winces in pain as he falls to the ground again. PIERCE is now furiously hitting whaling away at FAMINE's back. FAMINE shouts in pain but crawls out of the ring for less damage. FAMINE grabs a fire extinguisher and hides it with his body. PIERCE comes out of the ring and tries to turn FAMINE over. When PIERCE does, PIERCE is met with a bunch of smoke from the hose of the fire extinguisher. The crowd erupts as FAMINE gets up and nails PIERCE between the eyes and makes PIERCE bleed!! FAMINE goes for the pin. 1....2...NO! PIERCE somehow kicked out! FAMINE grabs PIERCE and places PIERCE against the apron. FAMINE's head is laying on the apron as PIERCE grabs another chair. FAMINE gets up and is met with a chair shot to the head. Both men are now fully engulfed in blood but PIERCE has the upper hand as PIERCE throws FAMINE back into the ring. PIERCE goes for the cover...1....2...TH.. NO! PIERCE CAN NOT BELIEVE FAMINE KICKED OUT YET AGAIN. Irate, BRAD PIERCE grabs FAMINE by the back of the head and tosses him through the ropes to the outside, sliding out the ring himself to continue in attacking him. PIERCE continues to stomp away and throws FAMINE into the steel steps. PIERCE wastes no time and throws FAMINE back into the ring. FAMINE scrambles back to his feet drives his knee into the gut of BRAD PIERCE. PIERCE kneels on the ground as FAMINE approaches him, delivers multiple kidney shots. PIERCE reels on the ground in pain, as FAMINE stomps away. FAMINE pulls PIERCE to his feet and hits a DDT. He goes for the cover on PIERCE. 1..2.. And PIERCE kicks out with authority. Frustrated FAMINE brings PIERCE to his feet, but this time PIERCE hits a spinebuster, leaving both men on the ground. PIERCE is the first to stir he begins to stalk FAMINE. As FAMINE gets to his feet and turns around, he is met with a superkick right under the chin. BRAD PIERCE heads to the top rope and hits a frog splash. PIERCE goes for the cover. 1..2.. and again FAMINE manages to kickout. PIERCE is shocked, but he again begins to stalk the fallen FAMINE. When FAMINE is to his feet, BRAD suddenly grabs him by the throat. Is he gonna try to chokeslam him? NO! BRAD just let go and then punched FAMINE who is now on the ground spitting out blood. BRAD looks down and smiles before kicking FAMINE in the chest right by the heart. FAMINE clutches his chest in pain as BRAD now climbs the turnbuckle to head toward the top rope. He looks down at FAMINE who is still clutching his chest a bit and flies off.

BOOM!!!!

HE MISSED! BRAD MISSED THE ELBOW DROP BY MERE SECONDS. FAMINE is now slowly beginning to get back on his feet while PIERCE is still down holding onto his elbow. FAMINE slumps over in the corner to catch his breath. Out of nowhere, BRAD runs toward him and climbs up. He begins to punch FAMINE in the face as the crowd counts along. 7......8.....FAMINE blocks the next punch and puts a thumb in the eye of PIERCE who quickly grabs his face. FAMINE grabs PIERCE and gets out of the corner. BOOM!! FAMINE just hit a massive powerbomb that leaves PIERCE flat on his back. The crowd is going insane as FAMINE now walks over to go for the pin when out of nowhere PIERCE grabs him into a small package. 1..... 2..... THR.. NO! FAMINE kicks out at the last second. Both he and PIERCE now stand up and start trading blows back and forth. Lefts and rights from both the champ and FAMINE.

BRAD kicks FAMINE right in the gut and signals for the FADE TO BLACK. He goes to grab FAMINE but FAMINE hits him with some hard elbows to the face. He rocks PIERCE back and then sends him flying toward the ropes. PIERCE comes back and FAMINE tosses him up in mid air.. BOOM!!!! HELLSEEKER! FAMINE hits the HELLSEEKER!! PIERCE is down, and so is FAMINE after that powerful move. He slowly reaches over to get the pin. 1..... 2...... NO! BRAD PIERCE KICKED OUT!

HOLY CRAP!

FAMINE can't believe it!

BRAD PIERCE has just kicked out of the HELLSEEKER!



FAMINE takes a moment to catch his breath and then stands up. A serious look on his face now. He waits for PIERCE to get up. PIERCE begins to move, slowly. He's still a bit woozy after that finisher but he manages to get on his feet. He stumbles a bit and then turns around and is met by THE DEVILS SPIKE!!! ANOTHER FINISHER BY THE VILE ONE! FAMINE quickly goes for the pin... 1..... 2..... THREE!!! IT'S OVER! FAMINE HAS DONE IT!! FAMINE OF THE VILE HAS FINALLY WON THE WORLD TITLE!!

NEW WORLD CHAMPION:

FAMINE quickly gets to his feet with a look of shock on his face. He is given the belt by the referee and he just stands there looking at the title as “The End of Heartache” begins to play.

The crowd is going insane as FAMINE raises the belt high above his head. A chant can now be heard among the fans for FAMINE who seems to be in tears almost. One hell of a win for one hell of a contender whose time has definitely come and the dream of becoming World Champion has come true!

BRAD PIERCE is out cold, and FAMINE pushes his body out of the ring with his foot to accept the cheers of the crowd in an empty ring..

But suddenly…

A blindfolded MATT SHARP and DR. BADD are both THROWN onto the stage! The camera picks up SHAWN CHRISTOPHER in the back, after apparently “helping” the guys fid their way back to the ring..

FAMINE enjoys a chuckle and heads up the ramp to lead the boys down to the ring. They swing wildly, but FAMINE carefully assists them to the ring and leads them inside, backing up the ramp to the cheer of the fans..

vs.

- - Blindfold Match - -

With the guys in the ring once again. MATT SHARP kicks his leg out hitting DR. BADD in the ankle, BADD yelps in pain before jumping up and landing on nothing but canvas! DR. BADD rolls over holding his ribs and head in pain. MATT SHARP trips on top of him the referee amusingly gets down and actually makes the three count! 1.. 2.. THREE!! WE HAVE A NEW IDIOT!

NEW I.D.I.O.T. CHAMPION:

MATT SHARP has done it! He’s now.. the IDIOT of the XWF..? he runs up the ramp with the plastic belt over his head! DR. BADD just sits there in the ring, baffled at where his entire night has gone..

A light classical music begins to play over the speakers as the fans continue to exchange conversation. Suddenly, a gold shower of fireworks flows gently over the ramp. With that, the arena lights change making the Millennium Dome look like a King’s Dining Room. Out of the entrance ramp comes a red carpet as twenty men step on each side of the carpet each playing along with the song. Slowly, through the golden shower FRED L appears wearing a jeweled golden crown and a velvet red robe. His eyes are half closed as the fans are in silence. Suddenly over the speakers, you hear the repeated soft murmurs of a beautiful woman standing by FRED’S side. “Ah Hail King FRED L” she repeats over and over again. FRED smiles out towards his people as he walks through the men making sure to wipe his boots each time he walks. As he gets halfway down the ramp, he looks up towards the sky delicately closing his eyes. After a few seconds, FRED continues his walk to the ring. At the ring mats, FRED outstretches his arms never taking his eyes off of the ring. The young blonde behind him disrobes FRED and uncrowns him. FRED slides in the ring looking around at all of his fans before holding his hand out for each of them to be quiet. “Bow down to FRED L.” the woman says softly over the speakers. With that, everybody begins to jeer and shout insults at FRED L prompting ZACH RIZZA’S music. And ZACH comes out flying!! The crowd cheers!! He’s in the ring within seconds, and the match is on!

vs.

- - KING OF XWF "Race To The Throne" Match - -

The bell rings and RIZZA and FRED stare down each other. RIZZA gives a shove to FRED and FRED returns the shove to RIZZA. RIZZA goes for a RIZZAliner, but FRED ducks lands a boot to the gut and slings RIZZA shoulder first into ringpost. FRED goes onto the apron and slams the shoulder onto the post. FRED is isolating the shoulder of ZACH. FRED grabs RIZZA's wrist and drops off the apron. The force snaps RIZZ's shoulder off of the second rope. RIZZA is down on the mat holding his arm. FRED comes back in and stomps at the arm and shoulder of RIZZA. RIZZA retreats to the corner and FRED L continues to work on the elbow. RIZZA kicks FRED in the cut while seated in the corner. RIZZA gets up, but FRED grabs a Fujiwara Arm Bar. FRED L is really cranking on the elbow and shoulder of RIZZA. RIZZA is on his knees, but FRED still cranks away on the joint. RIZZA gets up to his feet and uses his strength to throw FRED into the corner. FRED goes for the clothesline, but is met with a stiff boot to the face by RIZZA. FRED is being held up by the ropes as RIZZA tries to shake out the pain to his arm. RIZZA goes into the corner and hits a RIZZAliner. FRED is still teetering, but RIZZA finishes him off and knocks him over the top rope with another RIZZA liner. RIZZA follows closely and starts booting FRED. FRED L stops the momentum with a quick punch to the gut. FRED goes to sling RIZZA into the steps, ZACH reverses it and sends FRED into the steel steps headfirst. RIZZA grabs a steel chair from under the ring and is about to end this thing once and for all, but RIZZA swings and misses as FRED avoids the steel on steel shot. FRED gets up and lands a Harley Race Knee to the backside of ZACH that sends RIZZA arm first into the steel steps. FRED has got the advantage again. FRED grabs RIZZA's arm and slams it on the steps. FRED is trying to make that left arm useless. FRED slams the arm down again. FRED takes a monitor from the announce table and looks to finish the job on ZACH's arm. FRED winds, but RIZZA avoids it and Drop Toe Holds FRED's face into the monitor. FRED holds his forehead as he lets go of the monitor. FRED L is busted open early on in this match. RIZZA takes the monitor with his good arm and waits for FRED L to get up. RIZZA winds and connects with the dome of FRED. RIZZA then spikes the monitor off of FRED one more time to make sure that the damage has been done. RIZZA sees the throne and makes a move towards it, but FRED grabs the ankle of RIZZA and holds on for dear life. FRED knows he is no shape to get up at the moment. RIZZA tries to shake his leg free, but FRED hangs on like a pit bull. RIZZA then stomps FRED's head enough times to get himself free. RIZZA uses the ring apron as a guide and is past the stairs when FRED makes a mad dash and climbs up the other set of steps and hits a Jumping Knee to the head of RIZZA. FRED has stopped RIZZA from becoming King... for now. Both men are down and FRED grabs RIZZA by the neck and tosses him into the crowd. FRED climbs over, but stops on the top of the rail where he sizes up RIZZA and hits a Double Axe Handle to the skull of RIZZA. FRED grabs a pint of Guinness from one of the patrons and throws it into the eyes of RIZZA. FRED grabs the blinded RIZZA by the head and slams ZACH down with the DDT. FRED has an opening and he sees his chance. FRED starts to climb over the barricade, but RIZZA has the ankle of FRED L. FRED tries to shake off RIZZA, but ZACH grabs and yanks down crotching FRED on the security barrier. RIZZA gets a chance to size up FRED and he hits a Big Boot to the skull of FRED which sends him crashing down into the aisleway. RIZZA gets up on the barricade and sees he can get FRED L when he is down. RIZZA takes a chance and hits a Flying Elbow Drop onto FRED. RIZZA hit FRED with the injured elbow and RIZZA is holding his arm. Both men are down in the aisle with the throne is sight. RIZZA rolls back towards the ring, but gets up. RIZZA sees FRED down and looks to finish him off with a Rizzaliner. RIZZA charges, but FRED hits a Double A Spinebuster using RIZZA's momentum against him. Both men are still down in the aisle. FRED starts to crawl up the ramp towards the coveted throne. FRED sees RIZZA starting to stir and he lands a couple of kicks to the nose. RIZZA is undeterred as he gets more steam going and he leapfrogs FRED to take the lead in the crawling race. FRED grabs RIZZA's ankle and starts kicking at FRED. FRED and RIZZA get up and FRED charges at RIZZA. RIZZA ducks and hits a Back Body Drop onto the aisle. The scepter is shaken loose from the throne and rolls to RIZZA's feet. RIZZA smiles as he picks up the scepter. RIZZA seems to be in control.

RIZZA starts to take a couple of practice cuts like Jason Bay of his beloved Pittsburgh Pirates. RIZZA lines up FRED, but RIZZA misses and FRED scores with a Facebuster to the knee. RIZZA drops his scepter and FRED L picks it up. FRED has the scepter and connects with RIZZA flush in the face. RIZZA is holding his face as FRED leans against one of the barricades. RIZZA checks himself and he too has been busted wide open. FRED connects with more shots to the affected arm of RIZZA. FRED is confident that he has done enough to win, FRED goes towards the throne and he eyes it. FRED L smiles and is about to sit when a bloody RIZZA comes from behind and hits a Northern Rizzaliner to the back of FRED L's head that sends FRED toppling over the throne. RIZZA sees the cape and starts to choke FRED with it. RIZZA is trying to choke the life out of FRED with the cape. FRED is trying to fight out of it and back elbows the gut of RIZZA. RIZZA tries to tighten his grip and finish off FRED. FRED musters up all of his strength and Snapmares RIZZA off of the stage!!! RIZZA hangs onto the royal cape and takes FRED with him. Both men are ten feet below the stage and look to be out. The fans are loving it, but they are concerned after both men cannot move. XWF security decides to send out the EMTs to pick up the pieces. The unit gets a couple of stretchers for the fallen stars. The start to stabilize FRED L first with a backboard. They strap in one arm, but FRED kicks at the EMTs. They try to strap in RIZZA as well, but RIZZA fight out. Both men are creaming each other with the backboards that are tied to their arms. RIZZA lands a hellacious shot to the dome of FRED L. RIZZA's board is broken as FRED is slumped against the stage. RIZZA climbs onto the ramp and makes his way to the throne. RIZZA is crawling, but his one arm is not working. RIZZA is crawling on his belly to get to the throne of the XWF. RIZZA can almost taste victory. However, FRED L is starting to get his feet. The EMTs try to help up FRED, but FRED doesn't want their help. They try to restrain FRED L, but he starts punching out EMTs. FRED climbs back onto the ramp. RIZZA in on one knee as he tries to grabs the crown that is on the seat. FRED is on his feet as he is back on the ramp and he sees RIZZA standing between him and the throne. RIZZA takes the crown, but senses that FRED L is still alive in the match. RIZZA turns around and sees FRED is waiting for him. FRED charges and RIZZA goes for a shot to the head with the crown. RIZZA misses and FRED takes RIZZA's head and throws him through the throne!!! The back of the throne shatters into pieces. FRED L slowly makes his way to the seat and sits down to officially regain his status as King of the XWF!!!!

KING OF THE XWF:

FRED L is the KING.. and that means tomorrow will be a ROSTER DRAFT for the XWF!! Anyone could go ANYWHERE tomorrow! Don’t miss MASSACRE!

As the show returns from the final break, DANIEL MALCOLM is standing in the ring, his mouth watering at the opportunity before him..

After a few moments go by, Massacre GM ANDREW GIBSON steps out to the stage..

The crowd is concerned, and MALCOLM looks confused.

GIBSON swallows hard, then begins.

GIBSON: Well.. What can I tell you. I won’t beat around the bush. RAZIEL’s not here. And he’s not coming back..

The crowd is shocked, and an audible gasp crosses the arena floor. An emotional GIBSON continues.

GIBSON: Yeah. He’s uh.. He’s had some hard times recently, and he’s um.. He’s done.

Everyone is baffled and upset! Just like that, the Universal champ is GONE?

GIBSON: So.. it looks like there isn’t going to be a match tonight.

The crowd boos loudly.

GIBSON: I’m sorry. But DANIEL, you can take this belt right now, and you can be the Universal champion.

ANDREW begins to make his way down the ramp with the title over his shoulder. The fans cheer with excitement, but nobody has a clear opinion of how they feel about this! GIBSON rolls into the ring and stands before MALCOLM, who is still frozen in his place with a bewildered expression on his face.

GIBSON removes the belt from his shoulder and extends it toward MALCOLM.

GIBSON: You can take it. If you feel you’ve earned it.

MALCOLM looks at the title in GIBSON’s hand. HE then looks out to the crowd, and is further confused by battling chants of “TAKE IT” and “YOU DIDN’T EARN IT”

MALCOLM looks down at the belt.

He looks back to the crowd.



He looks down at the belt.



He looks back to the crowd.




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He looks back to the crowd.






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”MY NAME’S JON BROWN BROWN BABY JON BROWN..”

The crowd starts cheering as JONATHYN steps out to the stage. MALCOLM looks up at him, and JONATHYN looks back. The two say nothing, and just stare each other down for what feels like an eternity..

GIBSON looks up at JONATHYN, and JONATHYN stares back at GIBSON. Again, no words are exchanged.





MALCOLM stares at JONATHYN for another minute, and a crooked smile crosses his face.



The crowd starts to rumble..

And DANIEL MALCOLM TAKES THE BELT!

GIBSON: Ladies and gentlemen, your NEWWWW.. UNIVERSAL CHAMPION… DANIEL MALCOLM!!

The crowd cheers as DANIEL holds the belt high, running from turnbuckle to turnbuckle to show off his prize!! The fans are happy for him, but JONATHYN is clearly upset by the decision. He turns and walks to the back as DANIEL continues to pose for the fans with the Universal title held high over his head!!

NEW UNIVERSAL CHAMPION:

With GIBSON out of the ring and halfway up the ramp, DANIEL MALCOLM continues to celebrate with the Universal title in the ring, and it begins to look like the show is going to draw to a close.

Seconds pass...

Then suddenly, without any warning, the PA fires up with the opening guitar blasts of 'Blow Me Away' by Breaking Benjamin. The crowd, familiar with that theme song, perk up their attention, as does MALCOLM, who certainly recognizes the theme, turning to stare up the entrance ramp with uncertainty. Sure enough, the suspicions of all are confirmed..

STEVE JASON has come out of nowhere and is making his way down the entrance ramp! He wears a simple BROWN trench coat over a black button-up shirt and black slacks, and whatever damage his injuries at the hands of HARDCORE SMITTY have caused seem to be gone as he walks steadily and confidently down towards an alert MALCOLM, who watches him with concern. STEVE's own expression is indecipherable as he makes a steady, straight path down to the ring, arriving at the foot of the ring and quickly going in over the top rope. MALCOLM holds his ground and the crowd holds his breath as STEVE produces a microphone and speaks.

STEVE JASON: Well, well. Little DANNY MALCOLM, Universal Champion. After so many times of trying to get there and failing, after so many people doubting you, you finally did it. Universal title in your hand. Suppose I should congratulate you.

Both the crowd and MALCOLM don't know what to make of STEVE's lofty congratulation, and STEVE's own face seems to be a mystery. MALCOLM simply waits before STEVE continues to speak.

STEVE JASON: But with that said... I think there's something I should tell you, now that you've got that title in your hands. You see... I saw this title match set up, and I came back here tonight for one reason. I didn't come back here to witness the match. I didn't come back to say hi to everybody. I came back because there was some important... ah... business that I had to bring up with the powers that be backstage. Things that may personally affect you. You see, I went straight into the back offices here... and I went to visit both MASSACRE GM ANDREW GIBSON and JONATHYN himself...

MALCOLM's eyes widen as he begins to work out just what STEVE might be saying next. The crowd also seem to catch on, their voices picking up in anticipation of a title challenge...

STEVE JASON: ...and I handed them my resignation.

Silence suddenly fills the arena. The crowd can't believe what they're hearing. DANIEL MALCOLM can't believe what he's hearing. Has STEVE JASON really just officially resigned from the XWF? MALCOLM grabs the microphone left in the ring by GIBSON.

DANIEL MALCOLM: You what?

STEVE JASON: I resigned. Left. Quit. Whatever you want to call it, that's what I did. It's something I've never actually done before, to be honest. All the other times I've gone, I've either gone MIA or been injured. Never officially resigned before... but I just did it.

DANIEL MALCOLM: Yeah, but... why?

STEVE JASON: There are a lot of reasons. Some little, some big. What it really boils down to, though, is that my time here's over. Lots of people have tried to stop that time prematurely... BIGG RIGG, CYREN, JUDAS ISCARIOT, yourself, and everyone's favorite douchetard HARDCORE SMITTY. But there's not a damn one of them who actually succeeded. Throughout my career, I've said one thing- it ends when I SAY it does. Well... tonight, I'm saying it. It's over.

That answer doesn't seem to satisfy the crowd, as a few chants of 'Why?' come from the crowd. MALCOLM himself has a questioning look on his face as if to say he himself wants to know why.

STEVE JASON: Because you guys are still flying, that's why. When I disappear, there often seems to be a debate whether this place is going to function without me and some others to hold it together. Big names have taken flight... but yet you guys are holding it together. And you want to know what finally convinced me of that? Tonight. DAN, you just single-handedly shut down the Order. The freakin' ORDER. Most of the time, they either needed me to do it, or they needed an uprising. If someone else can finally take down that thing on their own... then let's face it, am I really needed here? Not really. And I don't really feel bitter about that. I've got other things to move on to.

DANIEL MALCOLM: What are you trying to say here, STEVE?

STEVE JASON: I'm telling you that, as much as I resent your previous betrayals, you seem to be able to operate on your own for once. For once, you've finally managed to take the bull by the horns on your own. Without me, without the New Dawn, without the Legacy. And you ended the Order by doing this. And you won the Universal Championship by doing this. There's really nothing more I could teach you now that you can stand on your own two feet and rise to the top. You've passed all the tests... and for better or for worse, YOU are the man around here now. Wherever you go with it is up to you. I'd like to think you'd do the right thing... but I suppose that's ultimately down to your discretion.

STEVE's expression is still extremely formal, but there does seem to be the faintest hints of amicability as he stands there, arms folded. MALCOLM seems a little surprised by the revelation and thinks on his next question for several moments before speaking.

DANIEL MALCOLM: What are you going to do now?

STEVE JASON: Don't really know, to be honest. I've got a wedding to attend in... oh, twenty-four hours or so. But after that, I figure I'll go for a walk. A long, long, walk. One that's probably going to be pretty damn interesting in its own right. And as far as I'm concerned... that walk starts right now. From here on out, starting right here, it's your show. So get up on that damn turnbuckle, raise the damn title, and do a bit of show stealing of your own. XWF... roster, staff and fans alike... I've got a confession to make. When I came back here in 2003... I was a broken man. I've got meaning to my life now... but four years ago I didn't. The XWF changed that. The XWF gave me a reason to live. And out of that came more reasons. Sure, I probably lost more blood and went through more hell in that four years than I ever had prior to that... but at the same time, I never felt more alive. And for that, I can't thank you enough.

The crowd respond approvingly to STEVE, cheering emphatically for the departing star. He pauses, then finally turns back to MALCOLM.

STEVE JASON: Goodbye, DAN... and good hunting.

Both men eye each other for several seconds, then STEVE finally offers a solid, approving nod to MALCOLM. Without a further word, he turns around and leaves MALCOLM in his wake, leaving the ring and making his way up the ramp. He pauses halfway up the ramp for one brief second and slowly looks back, seeing MALCOLM atop the turnbuckle with his title, celebrating his win. STEVE pauses, then his stony expression finally fades, and a slight smirk works its way onto his face. Then he turns his head back to look straight ahead and heads straight back up the ramp one last time..

NEXT PPV:

SEPTEMBER 30, 2007