Scene switches to the back, showing ACE WYLDE walking down the hallway. Decked out in a black 'Ace of Wraths' playing card shirt and black jeans, the seven-footer seems to be walking with a vested purpose. As he turns the corner, he nearly runs into XWF interviewer, STEVE SAYORS, who was walking around the other side. ACE stares down at STEVE, raising an eyebrow.

ACE: "You look like you're lost, STEVE. 'Sup?"

STEVE: "My apologies, ACE. Was looking for someone to interview, but for some reason, the backstage is unusually empty. Can't find a soul. HEY! I know! Since you're here, how about I interview you?"

ACE shrugs his broad shoulders. What was he gonna do, say no?

ACE: "What the hell. Not like I'm doing anything else right now anyways."

STEVE clears his throat and sidles closer to ACE. He turns towards the big man.

STEVE: "ACE, first of all, welcome back after what was a long absence. I do believe the question on the minds of many people, superstar and fan alike, is... What is next for ACE WYLDE?"

ACE looks down at the floor, smirking a little. He raises his head to the interviewer.

ACE: "First off, thanks, STEVE. I am glad to be back home, in a way. As far as your question about what's next for me? I really haven't thou--"

ACE stops his statement short, staring off at something in the distance. The camera pans over in the direction that ACE is gazing, noticing immediately, the form of BARNEY GREEN in the distance. ACE turns to STEVE, raising his index finger.

ACE: "Excuse me for a moment."

ACE walks away from STEVE, heading towards the table that BARNEY is standing in front of, looking like rolly-polly gargoyle. ACE approaches BARNEY, but the latter isn't aware. In what can only be described as "The Great Bakery Debate", BARNEY searches for the answer to the toughest question ever never asked: glazed or sprinkled? ACE studies this for as long as his veteran mind permits, which many could contend is way too long, before finally breaking the sugary orgy that is soon to commence.

ACE: "When people say 'you are what you eat', out of curiosity, do you show them a cookbook and say 'yeah, pretty much'?"

BARNEY turns around, a little surprised to have been caught at the table. He gives the big man an embarrassed smile, which has ACE shaking his head.

ACE: "I don't get it, BARNEY, and perhaps I never will. All the potential you show here and there is always overshadowed by your repeated bouts of donut destruction. But, hey, that's none of my concern. Whatever floats your boat, man."

BARNEY goes to say something, but ACE stops him, holding his hand up to BARNEY's face.

ACE: "I don't need an explanation. I really don't care. However, as someone who carries that veteran presence, I must say... You don't look the slightest bit concerned that HARDCORE SMITTY might ambush you, when you least expect it; hell, maybe while you are busy scarfing down whatever the confection of the day is. All I am saying, BARNEY, is that maybe you should have eyes in the back of your head. You really shouldn't run too far from MISTRESS RANDI, ya know. Not like she could save you from SMITTY, but at least you'll be saved from a blindside attack. But, you know what?"

ACE takes a couple steps back, raising his hands up to signal he means no harm.

ACE: "I am quite sure that you knew this already. And, in the off-chance that you do not, or do not care, I am sure SMITTY can remind you just what he has in store at BATTLE ON THE BOAT. Himself."

ACE points behind BARNEY, who has the wits about him to turn around. Nothing is behind BARNEY, let alone in the vicinity. BARNEY scans the area near, trying to see if there is any signs of HARDCORE SMITTY, but not even so much as an errant paper moved to show that someone was there. BARNEY shrugs and turns around, only to be met by the canned ham-sized fist of ACE WYLDE beelining straight for BARNEY's jaw! The punch lands exactly where it was aimed, drawing a dark laugh from ACE, who watches BARNEY drop like a sack of potatoes right down to the floor. STEVE SAYORS walks up to ACE.

STEVE: "ACE! ACE! What the hell was that?"

ACE looks down at STEVE, but not with the same vigor as before. His eyes seem more ominous than before as he draws his infamous lopsided grin.

ACE: "That, STEVE SAYORS, was hate."










ANJELLEKA SLAYTER & RJ PALMER
vs.
KORE & WEAPON:ASHEN
--Elimination Tag Match--



ANJELLEKA SLAYTER and RJ PALMER both make their way to the ring first and await the arrival of their opponents. WEAPON:ASHEN suddenly appears on the X-Tron and is lurking backstage somewhere. It seems as though he is looking for something or somebody... Eventually WEAPON:ASHEN comes to a door that has the name "KoRe" written on it. WEAPON:ASHEN stares at the name for about one second and then takes a step back before charging at the door and kicking it off of its hinges! The door flies into the dressing room as KORE is found in there sitting in the corner on the floor with an empty bottle of booze. There are actually several bottles of alcoholic beverages all over the locker room! KORE has been drinking again!!! WEAPON:ASHEN surveys the room briefly as KORE drunkenly staggers to his feet to confront him about kicking the door in.

KORE: What was that about I'm trying to get ready for my big match tonight! *Hiccup*

WEAPON:ASHEN tilts his head just a slight bit while continuing to gaze deep into KORE's glazed eyes. It's as though WEAPON:ASHEN is studying his interesting behavior. KORE stumbles forward and accidentally bumps into WEAPON:ASHEN and then grabs onto ASHEN's shoulder to keep his balance.

ASHEN: It looks like you're prepared. Alcohol makes the blood thin and allows it to really flow when you get cut, so let's go get this done with...

WEAPON:ASHEN grabs KORE's wrist and leads him out of the dressing room and down the hallway. KORE stumbles around a bit and then trips over some wiring in the hall, so ASHEN just keeps walking forward and drags KORE behind him now across the floor. Several staff members and various people backstage see this and just shake their head in disappointment, realizing that KORE has once again let us all down the way he does every single time he ever comes into the XWF. Nobody even is acting surprised as they see WEAPON:ASHEN dragging KORE's drunken, sweaty, smelly body down the hall!

Finally...... they reach the actual entrance way and walk through the curtain. ANJELLEKA and RJ are in the ring and pretty much just rolling their eyes and getting impatient while they wait for their match to finally begin. Once arrving at ringside, WEAPON:ASHEN helps KORE stand up straight for a few moments and then ASHEN gently slaps KORE's face a couple of times just to kind of revive him from his drunken haze. KORE looks around, wide eyes, and appears to finally realize he's at ringside! KORE now looks into the ring and sees his opponents, so he slides into the ring but then when he tries to stand he actually loses his balance again and falls flat on the canvas while ANJELLEKA and RJ just look down at him in complete and utter disgust. It almost looked like ANJELLEKA was going to attack, but RJ holds her back and says something to her quietly as they both just look back down at KORE and shake their heads in shame for him.

WEAPON:ASHEN, still at ringside, now calmly walks up the steel steps and takes his place on the ring apron in his team's corner. RJ also exits the ring to go to the apron now as ANJELLEKA and KORE look like they will be starting this match. Once the referee rings the bell, KORE tries to grab at ANJELLEKA but she just slaps his hand away and then kicks him back down onto the canvas with ease. KORE holds his head and looks dizzy while getting back up as ANJELLEKA runs at him and dropkicks him, which sends KORE stumbling back into his own corner.

KORE hits the corner, almost vomits on impact, and WEAPON:ASHEN tags himself in!

As soon as WEAPON:ASHEN enters the ring he pulls some kind of thin, metal wire from his pocket. It looks like the kind of thin wiring that somebody might use to try and choke somebody to death with. ANJELLEKA seems unsure of what to do at this point because this is NOT an x-treme rules match!

Suddenly, WEAPON:ASHEN grabs KORE!

He quickly wraps the thin metal wire very tightly around KORE's neck!

KORE is gasping for air and his arms are flailing all around as he tries to reach and grab... anything!

The referee isn't even sure what to do right now because ASHEN is using this weapon against his own PARTNER right now as ANJELLEKA and RJ PALMER continue to watch in disbelief. They don't seem to mind letting ASHEN choke out his own partner at all!

After a few moments that actually turn into really awkward minutes... KORE seems to be completely incapacitated. WEAPON:ASHEN leaves that wire around KORE's neck as KORE just lays there in the ring, lifeless and drooling all over himself. Some of the people in the crowd wonder if this is a result of being choked out, or if KORE is just really that wasted! A lot of the fans are beginning to boo and are getting bored at this point.

WEAPON:ASHEN exits the ring now and grabs... the ring bell?

He enters the ring and finally looks ANJELLEKA right in her eyes for the first time in the night. ASHEN tells ANJELLEKA to hoist KORE to his feet so ASHEN can run at him and crack his skull open with the ring bell. ANJELLEKA looks at WEAPON:ASHEN like he's crazy and refuses to do as he asks, so WEAPON:ASHEN without another split second of hesitation surprises ANJELLEKA with a skull cracking shot from the ring bell that sends blood splattering from ANJELLEKA's face and a few drops actually land on RJ PALMER's face too, who was still standing on the apron in his corner a few feet away!

Immediately, WEAPON:ASHEN is disqualified from the match but before the announcement can even be made, WEAPON:ASHEN also cracks RJ PALMER right in the face with that same ring bell and sends RJ down to the ground at ringside. WEAPON:ASHEN literally THROWS the ring bell across the ring now and it hits the referee in the knee, making the referee REALLY thankful that it wasn't an arrow...

With ANJELLEKA and RJ both recovering from having blood gushing from their faces, WEAPON:ASHEN uses this time to pluck KORE back to his feet and puts his hand around KORE's throat to hold him up while ASHEN clenches his fist and punches KORE in the balls over and over and over and over and over and over and over again. He literally has punched KORE in the balls at least 15 to 20 times, rapidly, and it doesn't even seem like KORE knows what is happening! WEAPON:ASHEN now takes a small dagger from his belt and carves a large "X" across the face of KORE, and since KORE is drunk the blood very quickly pours from the "X" all over KORE's neck and chest. WEAPON:ASHEN now hits the SCYTHE INCISE on KORE which drives KORE down into the canvas face first! It actually leaves a red "X" on the canvas from KORE's face! WEAPON:ASHEN looks down at the red "X" on the canvas and realizes his job is finished here, so he quickly exits the ring and doesn't even acknoledge ANJELLEKA or RJ PALMER on his way out.

The ref finishes checking with ANJELLEKA and RJ PALMER to make sure they are both able to continue after those ring bell shots to the face opened both of them up. The ref now goes to check on KORE, who is a complete bloody mess and laying unconscious on the canvas.

It takes a few minutes but the referee is actually able to revive KORE!

Just in time for KORE to throw up in the referee's face!!

ANJELLEKA and RJ PALMER both looks disgusted as they see this, while wiping more of their own blood away from their own faces at the same time. Their wounds are not nearly as bad as KORE's, and now KORE is not only covered in blood and sweat but also his own vomit got on himself too! The referee waves his arms around trying to reach for anything since he cannot see with vomit in his eyes. ANJELLEKA quickly uses this chance to start stomping on KORE and kicks him a few times while also trying to make sure none of his vomit or blood gets on her. She leaps up and drives her heel down into KORE's head and then tags RJ PALMER in. RJ walks around KORE's body for a few seconds as he tries to decide what to do next, and RJ just says "screw it" and grabs hold of KORE to lift him up and then he hoists him up onto his shoulders (vomit, blood and all) so RJ can hit THE TKO! RJ is covered in KORE's blood and vomit but he doesn't care! It's actually feuling him and making him angrier as he drops down and starts punching KORE hard right in the face which opens up KORE's wound even further. RJ viciously yanks KORE back up again and he hits ANOTHER TKO to KORE!

RJ doesn't cover KORE though, and the ref is still wiping KORE's vomit from his own eyes, so RJ tags ANJELLEKA back in to the match. ANJELLEKA quickly gets into the ring and climbs up to the top rope where she leaps and nails THE BROKEN PROMISE shooting star legdrop right across KORE's bloody face!!! ANJELLEKA wipes some of KORE's blood and vomit from her leg after hitting the move and then places her foot right on KORE's chest. The referee finally gets his vision clear and sees the cover ...1 ...2 ...THREE!!!

WINNER: ANJELLEKA SLAYTER & RJ PALMER



ANJELLEKA SLAYTER and RJ PALMER have proven to be successful here tonight, in what has been a much stranger and much more disgusting match than what they ever could have anticipated!












The cameras cut to ringside where we see that the arena lights have started to flicker one and off, good thing Cyren isn’t in the house! Or is it bad thing Cyren isn’t in the house? Ha Ha, seizures. Besides the strobing effect of the arena lights green lazer lights have now started to shine all across the arena until finally we hear it. The words everybody has been missing, the words everybody has been waiting to her for months....

I get money...
I-I get money...
I-I get I get, I get, I get money!

The crowd explodes as they know that this can only be one man and the cheers grow even louder as that one man steps out from the backstage area, K-MONEY! The hardest hustlin man in sports entertainment emerges from the backstage area with a mic in his right hand, a black object in his other hand, and a smile on his face. He stays at the top of the ramp posing and playing to the crowd for a moment before brining the mic to his mouth.

K-MONEY: So I guess everybody missed me huh?

The crowd responds with a huge pop that probably has the geologists thinking an earthquake just hit the L.A. Forum.

K-MONEY: Well I missed you too, and to show you guys how much I missed you I went out and got a gift for everybody in the audience here tonight.

Once again there’s a huge pop from the crowd, duh, free stuff!

K-MONEY: That’s right tonight I’m K-Oprah, just without the whole getting fat, getting skinny, getting fat again, and being a bitch thing. Anyway I want all of you to look up into the rafters for me and get ready to get the best gift you’ve ever gotten!

People in the crowd begin to look up into the rafters and K-MONEY then holds out the black object he had in his hand. It appears as though it’s a controller, K-MONEY now pushes one of the buttons and something begins to fall from the rafters. It’s..... It’s....

IT’S MAPLE SYRUP! The crowd erupts into boos as their all covered in sugary deliciousness. K-MONEY just smiles as maple syrup covered garbage starts to fly through the air towards him.

K-MONEY: Hold on now, hold on, that’s only part one of my gift, here’s part two!

K-MONEY once again presses a button on the controller and this time cotton balls fall from the rafters sticking to everyone in the audience thanks to the maple syrup they were just covered in. The fans now become extremely pissed off and full beer bottles, drink cups, and popcorn containers whiz by K-MONEY.

K-MONEY: I really don’t know why you’re all so upset, I gave you the gift of having your outward appearance match the way all of you act. YOU SHOULD BE THANKING ME! However since I clearly see that my generosity isn’t appreciated here I’m gone but before I go I’d just like to tell every fan in attendance and all the fans watching at home one thing. F#$% YOU!

K-MONEY drops the mic and waves both middle fingers through the air before vanishing through the curtain to the backstage area.










Scene switches backstage to show ANJELLEKA SLAYTER walking back to RJ PALMER's locker room, when she spots the familiar, lanky figure of KYLE SHANE, propped at ease next to the doorway. KYLE has the XWF World Title belt over his shoulder, and he grins at ANJELLEKA.

KYLE: Hey, ANJELLEKA... miss me?

He grins ebulliently, and a little cocky. ANJELLEKA scowls.

ANJELLEKA: You've got a lot of nerve coming here.

KYLE: Why?

He moves towards her, as she edges back. He holds up his hands.

KYLE: I'm not here to fight... well, much.

ANJELLEKA: Maybe I'm just remembering the last time I was here, you attacked me from behind.

KYLE: Well, I seem to recall you saying you wanted to try that once when you were drunk, and-

She does not seem amused. KYLE sighs.

KYLE: Okay, fair enough, but I-

ANJELLEKA: This is why I got tired of hanging around you, KYLE.

KYLE: Oh, are we going back to doing that, then? Really, I thought you got tired of hanging around me because you thought it would get your career over farther to hang off CENTURION's mummified, dusty old balls and be his replacement Tag Team partner and that would get you farther in your career. Well, did it?

ANJELLEKA: See, all you can do is bring up old news. I'm done with CENTURION, and I have a new partner now... and we're going to take the Tag titles back.

KYLE: You're still falling into the same trap, though. You're playing sidekick to RJ PALMER and ensuring that he takes all the credit for your work. Even if you do win the Tag titles with him, do you think anybody's gonna care what part you played in it?

ANJELLEKA scoffs, frustrated.

ANJELLEKA: You're just jealous, since my partner didn't ditch me.

KYLE looks at the World Title belt on his shoulder and grins.

KYLE: Yeah, but I think I got the better part of that exchange, don't you?

ANJELLEKA: You're only holding on to that belt because both RJ and I are focused elsewhere. I did beat you in our last match.

KYLE acts wounded.

KYLE: Oh, no, you went there. My pride.

He gets close, with a smirk.

KYLE: You and I both know that you're better than RJ PALMER. You and I both know that you're a Reboot star, and you don't need to be licking the bunghole of every halfwit also-ran who used to be a World Champion in the good old days... you should be out there, fighting for yourself, like me and to a lesser extent, the NIO's and MIGHTY KID's of the world.

At that moment, RJ PALMER walks up to KYLE, getting in his face.

RJ PALMER: And you know, that you're not even in my league, kid.

KYLE laughs.

KYLE: Oh, yeah. What next, you pull a CENTURION and have security escort me away for "bothering your partner" like in the old days?

RJ PALMER: I was thinking maybe I could just kick the shit out of you.

KYLE shakes his head, and turns back to SLAYTER.

KYLE: Anyway, ANJELLEKA... think about what I said. But if you really think you can beat me, now... well, come at me. Excuse me, JOSH McCOY.

He bumps past RJ PALMER and ANJELLEKA SLAYTER as he walks off, leaving both parties looking on in annoyance.










MAIN EVENT
NIO (W/ MIYOKO KAWASHIMA)
vs.
"MIGHTY KID" JACK TYLER
--X-Treme Match--





MIYOKO KAWASHIMA cheers for NIO on the outside as her client slowly circles around “MIGHTY KID” JACK TYLER, who stands perfectly still in the center of the ring, watching NIO’S every move. The referee raises both the UNITED STATES TITLE and THE X-TREME TITLE into the air, signifying that both championships are on the line in this match. As he passes them to the time keeper outside the ring, NIO suddenly grapples JACK TYLER and goes to Irish Whip him towards the ropes, but TYLER holds his ground. The referee quickly calls for the bell to start the match officially as JACK TYLER drags NIO towards him and hits a Short Arm Clothesline. NIO quickly gets up to his feet, but is taken down in quick succession with a second Clothesline. NIO is back up again, JACK TYLER goes for the third, but NIO ducks beneath it. As TYLER spins around, NIO scoops him off his feet and plants him with a Scoop Slam. NIO reverses into the ropes to build momentum as he hits an Elbow Drop to the chest of TYLER. NIO stands and drops a second, before grabbing TYLER in a Headlock and dragging him back up to his feet. With his free hand, he punches TYLER in the face several times before TYLER retaliates with some elbow shots to NIO’S gut. TYLER shoves NIO into the ropes. NIO charges back, but TYLER leapfrogs over the top of him before rolling onto his back, raising his feet into the air. As NIO rebounds off the opposite ropes, JACK TYLER launches NIO over the top of him with a Reverse Monkey Flip that sends NIO crashing to the other side of the ring right in front of MIYOKO. NIO’S manager shouts some words of encouragement, but “MIGHTY KID” JACK TYLER is back on his feet and goes to kick MIYOKO through the ropes, but she quickly steps away. MIYOKO glares at JACK TYLER, who displays a callous smirk as he stares at MIYOKO. Suddenly, out of nowhere, NIO folds up JACK TYLER with a School Boy! Both shoulders are down! ONE… TWO… KICKOUT by JACK TYLER!

JACK quickly pushes himself onto his feet as MIYOKO hands something to NIO and points straight towards his opponent. NIO lifts the weapon that has been presented to him by MIYOKO, a Steel Chair! NIO swings the chair over the top of his hair downwards… BAM! RIGHT ACROSS THE SKULL! JACK TYLER falls to the mat and quickly rolls out of the ring, dropping from the ring apron whilst holding his head with a great deal of discomfort. There was a lot of force behind that chair shot! NIO looked frustrated in the ring. The crowd is booing JACK TYLER, who takes a moment to regain his composure. MIYOKO is reaching under the ring, apparently looking for another weapon. She pulls out a Kendo Stick and swings it in her hands skilfully, before cautiously approaching JACK TYLER, who is still trying to shake off the effects of that chair shot. MIYOKO looks more defensive than aggressive, but JACK notices her presence. JACK takes a bold step towards MIYOKO, which prompts NIO to slide out of the ring. As soon as his feet hit the floor, “MIGHTY KID” JACK TYLER suddenly jumps from his crouched position, hitting a Jumping Uppercut! NIO drops the chair as his back impacts the ring apron. JACK TYLER is on the offensive with some right hands to the face of NIO, before Shoulder Thrusting NIO’S back into the lip of the ring apron. NIO lets out a grunt of pain as his back impacts the edge of the canvas. JACK TYLER backs away, NIO stumbles forward whilst nursing his back. JACK TYLER ducks down and suddenly lifts NIO into the air, hitting a Flapjack on the outside! NIO bounces off the concrete, now clutching his ribcage. JACK TYLER is back up on his feet, still nursing his head. He glares at MIYOKO, who has edged closer in what could be an attempt to assist her client. JACK stares at her as he picks up the Steel Chair that NIO had dropped. JACK picks up NIO, holding the top of the chair against NIO’S throat before thrusting NIO’S head downwards, the chair crushing his windpipe as it impacts the ground. NIO coughs and splutters, holding his neck in agony. JACK makes the cover on the outside… ONE… TWO… NIO KICKS OUT!

A look of frustration seems to be building on the face of JACK TYLER, who pushes himself back onto his feet. JACK picks up the chair once again and delivers a stiff Chair Shot to NIO’S chest! And another! JACK then turns aggressively towards MIYOKO, who is edging closer once again. She quickly backs away as JACK throws the chair on top of NIO before stamping it into his chest. JACK TYLER leaves NIO laying on the outside, the chair laying across his chest. JACK rolls beneath the bottom rope. What has he got planned here? JACK TYLER stares at NIO on the outside, holding the top rope. He suddenly leaps onto the center of the top rope… and goes for the Injustice Star Press… WAIT! NIO’S UP! BAM! NIO DRIVES THE CHAIR RIGHT ACROSS TYLER’S SKULL IN MID AIR! JACK TYLER spins like a top as he crashes to the concrete. MIYOKO screams for NIO to make the cover! What a devastating Chair Shot from NIO! The cover… ONE… TWO… THRE-NO! NO! JACK TYLER KICKED OUT! How on Earth did TYLER kick out of that one?

NIO can’t believe it! That Chair Shot should have been the end of it. NIO seems to be bubbling with frustration…

Wait a minute… someone has stepped out onto the stage, his face is covered by a hood. He holds a baseball bat of some sort at his side. Slowly, he lifts his head and lowers his hood…

IT’S KYLE SHANE!

What is the WORLD CHAMPION doing here on MASSACRE!? NIO suddenly glares at KYLE SHANE, who slaps the Bat-Saber in the palm of his hand. He slowly begins to walk down the entrance ramp as NIO seems to disregard JACK TYLER, who is still sprawled across the concrete floor. KYLE SHANE and NIO proceed closer and closer together. NIO is talking some smack to KYLE SHANE, who simply stares a hole through NIO. Eventually, NIO shoves KYLE SHANE back. The World Champion hangs his head for a moment, before lifting it to stare at NIO. MIYOKO rushes to NIO’S side, pointing at JACK TYLER and telling him to keep with the matter at hand. KYLE suddenly lifts the Bat-Saber above his head. NIO prepares to swing for KYLE SHANE when suddenly…

REVERSE VICEBREAKER!

“MIGHTY KID” JACK TYLER from behind with the Reverse Vicebreaker! NIO is down! KYLE SHANE chuckles to himself and turns around, walking away from the fallen NIO. JACK TYLER with the cover… ONE… TWO… THREENO!

NO! KICKOUT! NIO KICKED OUT!

KYLE SHANE turns around, both intrigued and slightly shocked! JACK TYLER buries his face into his hands in disbelief! NIO kicked out of the Reverse Vicebreaker! MIYOKO looks delighted! But JACK TYLER seems to be filled with rage… suddenly… VICEBREAKER TO MIYOKO! GOOD GOD, MIYOKO IS OUT! JACK TYLER stands over the fallen body of MIYOKO, the crowd booing intensely at JACK’S heartless gesture. Suddenly, KYLE SHANE walks past the fallen NIO and gets straight in the face of MIGHTY KID, who attempts to ignore the World Champion to continue his assault on NIO. KYLE SHANE grabs him by the shoulder, to which JACK TYLER retaliates by aggressively thrust his hand away, glaring at the World Champion. JACK TYLER shoves KYLE SHANE to one side and heads back towards the ring. JACK walks around the perimeter of the squared circle to the ring apron and withdraws a trash can that is filled with various weapons. He launches it into the ring, the debris scatters across the canvas. But here comes KYLE SHANE! KYLE doesn’t seem impressed that JACK had just ignored him. JACK responds in the same manner as he did before, sliding into the ring to avoid SHANE. He slips out the opposite side, walking straight past MIYOKO and grabbing NIO by the head, who is slowly bringing himself around. JACK TYLER grabs him by the head, delivering a stiff right hand for good measure! He throws NIO beneath the bottom ring rope and hastily follows behind him. But wait… KYLE SHANE slides into the ring! He gets right in the face of JACK TYLER, the Bat-Saber raised as though he is ready to strike. JACK TYLER tries to walk past KYLE SHANE, but he cuts him off at the pass. JACK TYLER stares at KYLE angrily, shoving KYLE back in the same way that NIO had done…

Wait… NIO is up… DIGITIZED! WHERE THE HELL DID THAT COME FROM!? KYLE slides out of the ring as though nothing happened! NIO with the cover… ONE… TWO… THREE! IT’S OVER! NO! NO, IT ISN:T! MIGHTY KID GOT THE SHOULDER UP AT THE LAST SPLIT SECOND! KYLE looks slightly impressed that MIGHTY KID JACK TYLER was able to kick out, but NIO looks with equal despair to when he kicked out of JACK TYLER’S Reverse Vicebreaker earlier in the match! NIO pounds the canvas with anguish at not being able to put this match to rest! NIO drags JACK TYLER to his feet before setting him up for a Suplex. NIO lifts JACK TYLER vertically, before dropping him right on top of the garbage can! The trash can is literally FLATTENED as TYLER lands back first against the metalwork! NIO drops to make a cover… ONE… TWO… THRE-NO! TYLER KICKS OUT AGAIN! The frustration can be seen building on NIO’S face! He mounts MIGHTY KID JACK TYLER and begins to punch him savagely in the face. KYLE SHANE watches on from the outside as NIO goes hell for leather on JACK TYLER. Eventually, NIO dismounts and grabs a piece of debris that rolled out of the trash can. A Lead Pipe! This doesn’t look good for JACK TYLER! NIO kneels next to JACK TYLER and raises the Pipe ready to strike. Suddenly, JACK TYLER reaches up and grabs NIO’S arm, trapping it between his legs before applying the Mask Shredder, a variation of a Crossface! NIO is screaming in pain as JACK TYLER wrenches away at the neck and face of NIO! NIO refuses to give up! JACK TYLER is screaming and screeching into NIO’S ear, begging for him to submit. When suddenly… WHACK! IT’S MIYOKO WITH THE KENDO STICK! MIYOKO intervenes to make the save, but she is still clearly suffering as a result of the Vicebreaker earlier in the match! NIO has suffered from that Mask Shredder, but JACK TYLER also seems completely wiped out from this incredible match!

Wait a minute… KYLE SHANE slides into the ring, standing above both men. What is KYLE SHANE thinking of right now. KYLE seems to switch his attention from NIO to JACK TYLER, both men he holds a high level of hate for. KYLE SHANE stares at JACK TYLER, stepping towards him. Suddenly, he twists around and plucks NIO into the air, dropping him forcefully back first into one of the turnbuckles. KYLE SHANE looks as though he is about to strike NIO, when he changes his mind! He goes after JACK TYLER, lifting him to his feet and shoving him into the opposite turnbuckle. Both men are back on their feet, KYLE SHANE is staring at the both of them… when suddenly, KYLE leaves the ring… WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ABOUT!? JACK TYLER and NIO, having come round, both stare at KYLE SHANE as he climbs out of the ring and begins to walk up the entrance ramp towards the stage. Having watched the World Champion depart, which one of these two will make the first move?

NIO charges at JACK TYLER… VICEBREAKER! OUT OF NOWHERE! NIO IS DOWN! JACK TYLER WITH THE COVER… ONE…TWO… THREE! HE’S DONE IT! JACK TYLER IS THE NEW X-TREME CHAMPION!

WINNER: MIGHTY KID JACK TYLER

MIGHTY KID raises both belts in the air and parades around the ring, with the fans cheering him on. Behind him, he doesn't see NIO get to his feet and kick MIGHTY KID right between the legs! MIGHTY KID drops to the ground, clutching his balls of justice as NIO makes a quick pin! The referee drops down and begins to count!!

1...

2...

3!!!!

NIO HAS REWON THE X-TREME TITLE! The fans go nuts!! MIGHTY KID slowly gets up and starts trash talking NIO and getting in his face. From behind MIGHTY KID, MIYOKO KAWASHIMA sneaks up and plants a chair right into the back of his skull! MIGHTY KID goes down and MIYOKO drops the chair and looks at NIO.

MIYOKO: When I took the job of being your manager, you were 10 losses under the break even mark, and you were the laughstock of the XWF. Its been a long few months, but since then I've seen you mature into a fine young wrestler. The Reboot Legend, one of a very few left standing. You are no longer a laughing stop but someone the others in the locker room respect, a contender to any of the titles, and most importantly a champion.

MIYOKO: It is amazing to say this is you after only these few short months, but it is. I would like to brag and say it is all because of me, it isn't. Sure, I helped mold you, but you have a talent for the buiness very few do. You came this far in only half a year, think of where you will be at the end of the year?

MIYOKO: Sadly, Nio this is where my time teaching you comes to an end. You have matured passed the point you need my help. From here on out you grow on your own. You find your own path in this buisness, but every path is laid out for you. You want to be Universal Champion? BE IT. I'll be watching from home, cheering for you. Live long and prosper Nio, and if you ever need advice please do not hesitate to be a friend and call me.

MIYOKO extends her hand to NIO, who shakes her hand right away. MIYOKO smiles and raises NIO's hand high into the air before patting the XTREME Title on his other shoulder. MIYOKO gives him a pat on the back and takes one last look around the arena then heads to the back.












The crowd begins to leave the arena as the show ends, but it isn't over yet as they witness BARNEY GREEN being pushed out from the backstage area. ACE WYLDE walks out to the top of the ramp and kicks BARNEY in the stomach. The crowd boos ACE, but they quickly change as PSICO PAYASO runs out and stops in front of ACE. The two stare each other down for moment then shake the others hand! They both assault BARNEY and the crowd boos. The two of them top and walk to the ring. MISTRESS walks out and helps BARNEY up. The two leave the arena as ACE WYLDE is given a microphone.

ACE: This man that stands before you is the only man here I've had the privilege of being in a match with and gained respect doing for him doing so. He, unlike the others, shows heart and commitment!! Did you people see what I have done tonight? I proved that I am above all the bullshit. That I can act without the prodding of others. That I can walk a dangerously fine line and do the unthinkable. When I was told by the mystery guy in my dream to embrace the hate, I thought long and hard about it. And the less answers I got, the more I realized that nobody was listening. I tried to get these numbskulls here to listen and heed. I was supposed to be their idol; the one they looked up to and tried to emulate. I tried to be the picture of perfection, and instead of being turned into a legend's legend, I was made a mockery of. And it angered me. No one cared that I was trying to help them. I was disrespected by JOHNNY LEGEND my first unofficial night back. I've been disrespected by every ungrateful degenerate that walks these halls back here. The thanks I get for years of being the good guy? I get shit upon, as usual. Not anymore; I've put my foot firmly on the ground and will rebel. I owe all my newfound power to a new God that I've met...

ACE holds up his fist, staring at it with a sick, sadistic smile.

ACE: This used to be the WRATH OF THE ANCIENTS; the very force behind every good deed I'd ever done. I used it as a means of stopping the disrespect. It netted me jack squat. Now, this will be reborn under a new moniker: the HATEBREED. It will knock the stupid out of every unsuspecting bumblefuck that dares to try to put me to pasture.

ACE lowers his first, turning his head to the camera, the evil smile still on his face.

ACE: Get ready, XWF. The fury of the legends died and was replaced by me, your real nemesis. The Eternal Nightmare. And there ain't a damn thing you can do about it because Payaso and I aren't the only ones who are going to shake things up in the XWF! Alllow me to reintroduce the God who will lead the cause...

THE WRAITH SCOTT CHARLOTTE!!!

Counting Bodies Like Sheep hits and out walks The Wraith Scott Charlotte along with Asylum to the disdain of the crowd. His Hart Championships glistens in the light as he walks down the ramp. The two men step into the ring and walk up to Ace and Psico Payaso. Ace hands him the microphone with a big smirk across his face.

WRAITH: Tonight is the night that history will be made. That four different breeds of God and demi-god alike join together to wipe the stain of mortals off this given earth. Tonight is the beginning of...NEMESIS!!

The crowd boos as Ace raises an arm in the arm and PAYASO applauds.

WRAITH: We are the beings who will rid the XWF of the ones who do not belong! Many of the mortals here are undeserving of what they have been given and we are here to right what has been made wrong. NIO and JACK TYLER are just those men. They are given gifts but their greed drives them for more! It will not go unpunished! As a God myself I have seen too much of the sinners gain wealth and happiness while the true beings of darkness are shunned!! No longer!! NEMESIS is the right path! No matter the Anarchy no matter the Massacre we are a whole of the XWF and together we can smite those who deny us!! ASYLUM!!

He motions to ASYLUM.

WRAITH: ACE WYLDE!!

He motions to ACE who raises his arm in the air once more.

WRAITH: And PSICO PAYA-

PSICO grabs the microphone from WRAITH which causes dirty looks from the other members.

PSICO PAYASO: Take a good long look XWF, we will strike fear in the hearts of all that oppose us like the seven dwarves!

Everyone exchange blank stares then look back towards PAYASO.

PSICO: Oh come on now I know I'm not the only one afraid of a gang of midgets with pick axes! PICK AXES! Well that's us except for the midget part, and the seven of us part. BUT DAMN IT I'M BUYING A PICK AXE!

The fans laugh at the obvious differences in PAYASO's character compared to the other men. PAYASO hands the microphone back to WRAITH with a big smile unknown to what he has done.

WRAITH: Let us hope that this will be the last time you speak without permission, PSICO!

PAYASO nods with another big smile.

WRAITH: This day will be remembered as the beginning of the end of days!!! NEMESIS will live for eternity and you all will bow down!! Be....

The lights go out.

WRAITH: Gone!

They come back up and the four men in the ring are now gone. It seems the XWF and all in it have a new issue to contend with and it goes by the name of NEMESIS.

Fade to black...