Kanyon: Live from the Ft. Worth Convention Center in Fort Worth, Texas, it's EAW Riot Rulz!! Chris Kanyon and Pamela Paulshock here and tonight we have a tremendous show!!

Pamela: And we begin with two guys who we don't know!! Wheeee! I can't control my enthusiasm! Or my sarcasm. =P

"Top Of The World" by Powerman 5000 cues up as the lights in the arena goes out, strobe lights flashing as the first combatant comes out.

Capetta: This match is scheduled for one fall! Coming down the ring, from Greenwich, Connecticut! Weighing in at 125 pounds... KENNEDY!!!

Pamela: Kennedy! Fresh from her stint on MTV! Kennedy. Yeesh. Is that her first name or her last name?

Kanyon: Who knows? ... But is it me or is this woman's entrance... familiar?

Kanyon: Well... there IS something about Kennedy altogether, but she says she'll reveal everything after this match...

Then the "Top Gun Anthem" cues up... and out comes the red and black clad masked wrestler...

Capetta: Her opponent... from Parts Unknown, weight unknown... here is, TOP GUN!!

Kanyon: It's unknown at this time if this is the same Top Gun from Portland Wrestling of years past... if it is, he certainly looks good!

Pamela: So he's a nobody wrestler from a nowhere wrestling federation... bleh, let me know when this match is over.

Pamela pulls out a Playgirl magazine and sits back as Top Gun slides into the ring.

Kanyon: Uh... right, well... referee Dave Hebner has called for the bell... let's have some fun!

Kanyon: Top Gun charges in! Strong left hand knocks Kennedy back! Kennedy quickly retaliates-- NECKBREAKER! Kennedy picks Top Gun up.. and a jumping knee to his jaw! Top Gun staggers back-- but-- OHH HOOK KICK ACROSS KENNEDY'S FACE!! Kennedy reels! Top Gun moves in for the kill-- AND-- BULLDOG!! Top Gun performing like te veteran he is!!

Pamela: Yeah. Good. Cool. Ooohhh... lookitthat! Hung like a horse... =D~

Kanyon: ... uh... KENNEDY COUNTRS! KICK TO THE STOMACH! SNAP JAB! ANOTHER SNAP JAB! AND A CLOTHESLINE SENDS TOP GUN DOWN! Kennedy picks Top Gun up... and KNOCKS HIM BACK WITH A SOLID PUNCH!! A KNEE! ANOTHER PUNCH! ... and this Kennedy's style is extremely familiar... AND A FORWARD STEP SHOT TO THE JAW SENDS TOP GUN DOWN!!

Pamela: Neat. Ooooo... what a hunk this one is... ^-^

Kanyon: Folks, Pamela is currently in horny mode, please ignore her... Kennedy with a snapmare, jumping elbow!! Pick up by Kennedy.. TOP GUN POWERS OUT!! IRISH WHIP-- NO, KENNEDY COUNTERS AND A... knee to the face of Top Gun that's strikingly similar to a certain WWE Superstar...

Pamela: Eeeee... he's so cute! ^.^

Kanyon: ... uh... OH, TOP GUN WITH A FLYING FOREARM SHOT!! KENNEDY DUCKS!! AND-- CLOTHESLINE BY KENNEDY!!! AND SHE GOES FOR THE PIN!!

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Kanyon: TOP GUN KICKS OUT!!! WOW, we almost has a quick end to this match!! Kennedy picks Top Gun up... and a set up-- WOW!! DROPPING DDT!!! SO EERILY FAMILIAR TO...

Pamela: Oooo... I wouldn't mind laying my hands on that... =D~~

Kanyon: Kenned picks Top Gun up-- BUT TOP GUN COUNTERS AND BEAUTIFUL GERMAN SUPLEX!!! Top Gun now... picking up Kennedy and begins to treat her like a punching back! Low kick! Body punch! Another one!! Right cross! Left cross! STRONG LEFT OVERHAND PUNCH! UPPERCUT-- KENNEDY BLOCKS! KICK TO THE GUT AND.... o_o!

Kanyon: ... Pedigree...?! KENNEDY DID THE PEDIGREE!! A PICTURE PERFECT PEDIGREE!!!

Pamela: ... she did what now? o_O?!

Kanyon: PIN!

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Kanyon: AND TOP GUN KICKS OUT!!! HE STAGGERS UP! STARING AT KENNEDY AND-- he pulled the mask off-- ... THAT'S THE FLYBOY!!!!!!

Pamela: o_O!!!! HOLY SH--!!

Kanyon: THE FLYBOY IS BACK IN THE EAW!!!! AND HE IS SHOCKED!! I CAN READ HIS LIPS!! "WHAT THE F DID YOU JUST DO?!" HE SAID!!! THAT STYLE OF PEDIGREE... KENNEDY HOOKED THE ARMS SIMULTANEOUSLY, BUT THERE WAS NO DOUBT, THAT WAS A NEAR PERFECT PEDIGREE!! AS IF IT WAS DONE BY TRIPLE H HIMSELF!!!

Pamela: ... okay, I'm putting my magazine away... this match just became interesting!

Kanyon: Top Gun-- no, FLYBOY now! With a kick to Kennedy's gut! And... GERMAN SUPLEX AGAIN!! NO! KENNEDY LANDS ON HER FEET!!! GRABS FLYBOY!! AND THERE'S THE REVERSE BACKBREAKER!! Kennedy now... locking in the standing crossface!! Flyboy screams in pain! Kennedy tightens the hold... and a whip to the ropes by this woman, who almost unnervingly fights like Triple H! Kennedy follows Flyboy in-- but Flyboy counters-- throws her to the outside! NO, Kennedy hangs onto the top rope and lands on the apron-- WAIT!

Kanyon: LOW DROPKICK BY THE FLYBOY SENDS KENNEDY BACK OUT!!

Pamela: She's a female Triple H. She's gotta be... Paula Levasque!! @_@

Kanyon: She may very well be! Kennedy climbs back into the ring, and Flyboy meets her with a scoop slam! Flyboy climbs the top rope... and... SWANTON BOMB!!!! AND KENNEDY ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!! Kennedy picks Flyboy up... and-- INVERTED SUPLEX! Kennedy grabs Flyboy... whips to the rope and SHE FOLLOWS UP WITH A DROPKICK!! Flyboy slumps to the corner and Kennedy chokes him with a knee to the throat! Kennedy now... locking in a bow and arrow lock!! She's putting a lot of pressure against Flyboy's back! A sound strategy by this woman!

Pamela: .... I mean, there's female Kanes... female Rikishis... female Glen Jacobs running around... why not a female Triple H? @_@;;;

Kanyon: AND FLYBOY POWERS OUT!!! PUNCH TO KENNEDY'S FACE FORCES HER TO BREAK THE HOLD!! Kennedy staggers up... but Flyboy is quicker and--

Kanyon: -- THE FLY DOWN CONNECTS!!! FLYBOY WITH THE PIN!

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Kanyon: NO!!!! KENNEDY GETS A SHOULDER UP!! Flyboy looks pretty upset now.... locking on the camel clutch and wrenching Kennedy's back now! Kennedy's in agony here! She's reaching for the ropes... and... she gets them!! Flyboy's forced to break the hold... KENNEDY KICKS FLYBOY IN THE GUT AND-- FAMASSER!!!! Flyboy's down and Kennedy with the pin!

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Kanyon: BUT FLYBOY KICKS OUT-- PUNCH TO KENNEDY'S STOMACH! TURNS AROUND AND-- FULL NELSON SLAM!! Flyboy picks Kennedy up... and... REVERSE SUPLEX... YES!! BUY FLYBOY KEEPS A HOLD OF HER... AND THERE'S THE DOUBLEARM DDT!!! COVER!!!

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Kanyon: KENNEDY GETS THE SHOULDER UP!!! Flyboy is getting a bit MORE upset now... picks up Kennedy... KENNEDY-- WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!!!

Pamela: Whoa--!

Kanyon: THAT LOOKED LIKE A... TORNADO SAMURAI DDT!!! KENNEDY WITH THE PIN!!

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Kanyon: NO!!!! SO SO CLOSE!!! BUT FLYBOY GOT THE SHOULDER UP JUST BARELY!!! Kennedy picks Flyboy up now... looks like another Pedigree-- NO! FLYBOY COUNTERS TO A BACK BODY DROP! FLYBOY NOW-- CLIMBING THE TOP ROPE QUICKLY--

Kanyon: MOONSAULT! PIN-- WAIT, HE'S GOT THE TIGHTS!!!!

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Kanyon: A disappointing end to a great match! But Kennedy definately showed us here what she's all about!!

Winner: Top Gun The Flyboy

Kanyon: Kennedy looks disappointed, but she hears the standing ovation from the fans!! She's smiling happily at that! She's almost crying! She's getting out of the ring now and she's asking for the mic now!

Pamela: She's gonna reveal who she is now!

"Thank you!! Thank you, all of you!!" Kennedy says. "... I couldn't have asked for a warmer welcome... but what I have to say may shock all of you..." Her smile fades a little. "I'm from twenty years into the future... and my name is..." She pauses for a moment... as if it hurts to reveal what she has to say.

Pamela: Well? Go on, spit it out!!

Kanyon: This must be hard for her...

"... My name is Kennedy Helmsley!" she reveals. "I am the Huntress!! And I am the daughter of Triple H and Stephanie McMahon!!"

Kanyon: ...

Pamela: ... o_O;;;;; Say WHAT?!

Even the crowd is shocked into silence as she looks to the crowd with a pleading look, as if to say, "please don't hate me," as we go to a commercial break abruptly.

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Kanyon: Welcome everyone back to EAW Riot Rulz! Coming up next, a grudge match under NO HOLDS BARRED rules. Derek Walker is here to battle for the honor of her best friend, Sonnette, against Glenda--traitor to EAW and traitor to Derek's best friend Sonnette.

Pamela: The fact that Sonnette retired so soon after Glenda beat her ass repeatedly just goes to show you--she didn't have much left in the tank. Glenda simply latched onto something a little more successful. It was merely a business decision.

Kanyon: If so, Glenda wouldn't have had to be so secretative about it. And how dare you defend her when that's the only reason her character seems to be quite in question these days...

Pamela: Well, supposedly she has a thing for Austin. I thought she had a hell of a lot better taste than that...but, eh--none of my business. Would you want to face a monster out for vengeance though? I wouldn't want to be her in this situation.

"n....W....o.."

"Breathe" by Disturbed cues up.

Kanyon: Derek is down on hirself--shi seemed to often have some self-esteem issues, but shi sure as hell isn't a monster. Glenda, though...

Pamela: Glenda's just an independent gal that figures out what she wants, then she TAKES it. =P

Kanyon: Well, that I can agree with you on. This match is NO HOLDS BARRED, but I think this may swing things in Glenda's favor--her being so skilled with submissions. However, Derek does have a few odd tricks of her own that may give her the victory...

Glenda gets into the ring, and when the bell rings, they start towards each other. Glenda taunts Derek--then slaps hir across the face. Derek looks back angrily--leaping onto Glenda, pounding away as she straddles her shoulders--then takes Glenda down with a headscissors takedown! Glenda gets back up, and Derek dropkicks her to the mat again. Glenda rolls out of the ring to safety, looking a little flustered.

Pamela: Derek's determination surprising Glenda, and she rolls to safety to regroup!

Derek goes through the ropes, and chases Glenda, who attempts a clothesline, but has it ducked by Derek. Glenda turns around, taking several shots, but the flexible Derek dodges the shots....

Kanyon: Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee--Glenda can't hit what she can't see!

Pamela: Derek probably has some butterfly and bee in her... =P

Kanyon: There's the bee part! Derek with a flurry of jabs to the chin of Glenda--HEADBUTT!!

Pamela: YOWCH! >_<

Glenda lands on her back, and grabs the apron, pulling herself up and climbing into the ring. Derek rolls in--Glenda gets up a boot as Derek charges, but Derek grabs it, whipping to the mat. Derek goes up to the top rope, and comes up with a missile dropkick as Glenda rises, but Glenda grabs her by the ankles, blocking it. She leans over Derek, grabbing her with a double-handed choke. Derek thrashes, and Glenda pulls her up by the throat, slamming her down to the mat with both arms.

Glenda pulls her up, wrenching back on Derek with a modified Octopus Hold, grabbing the ropes...

Kanyon: Glenda using the ropes for leverage, a smart move that's legal in this style of match.

Pamela: At least you're--

Kanyon: Yeah, giving the devil his due as the old cliche goes.

The crowd rallies behind Derek, who attempts to fight back, finally managing to do so, and slipping free. Shi locks Glenda in a front face lock, about to DDT her! Glenda charges forward, smashing her back into the turnbuckle, breaking the hold. Glenda follows up with a gutwrench slam, then picks up Derek and holding her over her knee after a backbreaker!

Glenda pulls her up, about to backdrop her, but Derek counters, Russian Leg Sweeping her, locking on a Triangle Hold!!

Glenda uses a few right hands to break free of the hold, but as she stands up, Derek leaps up, onto her back, and flips on a headscissors, and flips over the top rope--Derek's weight causes her legs to act as a noose of sorts, choking Glenda!!

Thinking quickly, Glenda flips backwards over the top rope, landing on her feet--then drops Derek face-first onto the apron!! Derek goes limp, stunned by the move, and Glenda whips her back against the nearby stairs!!

Glenda takes a moment to rest, then pulls up Derek in a bearhug, squeezing Derek's ribs and spine, then drops hir lower-back-first onto the nearby railing.

Glenda rolls in as the referee reaches a count of 5. Derek climbs off the railing, and looks cautiously to the ring figuring out how to enter--running and sliding inside carefully. Glenda runs towards her, kicking her in the chest...Derek gets back up though. Glenda with a suplex setup--Derek up and over--COUNTERS with a reverse DDT!!

Glenda gets back up---and Derek hooks her and hits a bulldog to follow up! Derek goes to the top rope--dives off and hits a diving headbutt to the sternum! Hook of the leg--ONE! TWO!--Kickout by Glenda!

Derek pulls her up, and snap suplexes the Unibomb, floats over--but knees up block it. Glenda quickly rolls up, wrenching the arm back then Full Nelson Slams Derek! She then applies the Short Fuse, holding onto it as she climbs to the second rope...then tosses Derek off, and shi lands face first on the canvas!!

Glenda leaps off with an elbow drop to the back of Derek--then applies the Buffalo Wing, locking her legs around Derek's body!!!

The referee gets in close acting Derek if shi wants to give up. Derek refuses, and holds out quite a bit, and Glenda impatiently throws Derek down to the mat--then pulls hir up by hir horn! She sets up Derek for a Tombstone--spiking hir into the mat!! Cover, leg hooked by Glenda, and 1, 2--Kickout by Derek!!

Glenda looks surprised, and pulls up Derek, grabbing her around the throat!! Derek opens hir mouth, her lips stretch and engulf Glenda's head!! Derek gets up, locking a sleeperhold on Glenda--then drives the back of her neck into the mat!! Cover, two count only! Derek lets go with hir mouth, and picks up Glenda--dropping her stomach first across the top rope!! She then attempts to suplex her back in--Glenda blocks, suplexing Derek out of the ring, but the back of Derek's heel knocks the referee over!

Glenda is about to follow Derek out, giving chase--but Ryokami slides into the ring!!

Kanyon: RYOKAMI IN--TURN AROUND GLENDA--

Pamela: Tenka Saishuu by Ryokami on the founder of the new nWo Wolfpack!!

Ryokami then retrieves a sledgehammer from under the ring...

Kanyon: A sledgehammer now?!

Pamela: Hmm--did Kennedy leave that there?

Kanyon: I don't think so, and Ryokami climbing into the ring--SLEDGEHAMMER SHOT to the sternum on Glenda!! Ryokami with another shot--AUSTIN COMING OUT FOR THE SAVE!! Right hands to Ryokami--throwing him over the top rope!! Derek climbs into the ring, unaware of what went on, and applies the Endless Hunger!! The referee recovers, and after her arm drops three times, he signals for the bell weakly...

Austin looks disappointed at the result of the match, but just goes to check on Glenda as we fade to commercial...

IF YOU'RE A CAT-GIRL, YOU ARE PERFECT

... DON'T RESIST...

There is a desk set up in the middle of the ring as Riot Rulz returns from commercial.

Kanyon: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen. If you're just joining us--

Pamela: --Then what the heck were you THINKING, missing the show like that?!

Kanyon: Er, right. Anyways, we've finished up wit' a no-holds-barred match between Glenda and Derek, which, despite a tainted ending was a killer bout to say the least.

Pamela: And how about that ending? Yeah, my girl Glenda lost, true, but the real juicy bit came after Stone Cold rescued her from Ryokami!

Kanyon: Well, I'd say more like chased off the skull-faced jerk, but in any event, let's take a look at what went on directly after we went to commercial:

Pamela: Awwww... wasn't that... romantic? ^.^

Kanyon: Um, nothing HAPPENED, Pammy. They didn't even kiss.

Pamela: That's not the point! The intention was there! You could see it in both their eyes, the chemistry, the desire--

Kanyon: Has it not occurred to you that both Steve Austin and Glenda Jacobs are married, and NOT to each other?!

Pamela: What difference does that make? It's already been demonstrated how much Debra cares for Steve, if she'll just run off when things get rough.

Kanyon: Aye-yi-yi... Anyway, Stone Cold's in the ring still. Let's hear what he has to say.

"Ah know Ah'm on a lotta people's shit-lists right now," Austin says to the mixed reaction of the crowd. "Some o' that is my fault, Ah'll admit. David Flair went out into territory that he shouldn'ta ventured into, and got hold o' some information that quite frankly was none o' his damned business!

"Since he wants to go and show the little video he got his hands on, how's about ole Stone Cold Steve Austin show what kinda video HE found..." With that, Stone Cold points to the JumboTron:

"Just as soon as David airs this badboy on Extreme Zone," Bischoff assures her. "Granted, I'll have to take all the parts that show who instigated that little domestic squabble out..."

"Spare me, Eric. Ah gave him the chance to choose ME over his Debra, and he decided to be LOYAL." "Debra" shakes her head in disgust. "If he'd just followed me back to WWE and apologized to Vince McMahon..."

"See, that's where I'm a little confused," Bischoff says. "You're an alternate reality version of Debra? Not really Stone Cold's wife?"

"Vince came to my home reality after Ah divorced MY Steve," Debra says, a little bitter. "Hired me to--"

"He hired you to take a beating," Bischoff says. "All to discredit Stone Cold. I LOVE Mr. McMahon!"

"He hired me to egg Steve on," Debra says. "Ah TRIED to get him to do SOMETHING, and... well, pretty soon Ah just started getting irritated. Noble bastard wouldn't raise finger to me until..."

"So we cut the part out where you go psycho on him," Bischoff shrugs. "Nobody will see this part here, which is a shame... Oooo!!!! You are evil! I LOVE IT!" He points to the screen, where "Debra" smacks Steve Austin with a poker, and tries to stab him with it. And then chokes him with it. Claws at his eyes when he disarms her... until he finally slugs her with a right cross!

"She won't," Bischoff says with a smirk. "If I know Debra, when she sees this footage, she'll freak... and she'll run as fast and as far from her loving husband as she can..."

Austin just shakes his head. "There you have it! Right from their own mouths... YEAH. I hit Debra. But it wasn't my wife, it was some sick and twisted freak hired by Vince McMahon... Ah beat the living shit outta her, but it was in SELF-DEFENSE! So if you wanna keep booing Stone Cold Steve Austin, go right ahead. Ah've made my side of the story known." With that, he lowers his mic, and waits for the audience's reaction. It goes silent for a moment...

Kanyon: I don't know what to make of this, Pammy--

And suddenly, the audience erupts into cheers! Some still don't buy it, and boo, but now the crowd is more on Stone Cold's side!

Pamela: I dunno... We still haven't seen that footage in it's complete form...

Kanyon: I believe him, Pam. Besides, you saw right there: Bischoff and that evil version of Debra laid it all out!

Pamela: I guess... =0\

"Now that we've got THAT taken care of, Ah've got one last video to show!" Austin says as the cheers die down. "David, Ah know yer not in the arena yet, and that makes me a little sad. Ah kinda wanted to see the look on yer stupid little face as Ah show this... but we ain't got time!" He points to the 'Tron again:

Stone Cold's voice can be heard over the footage. "What? How's them apples for ya, ya son of a bitch!"

David... seems to be building up rage... anger swelling inside his body. "Nash..." he begins through his teeth. "...do you have a punching bag anywhere in this house?"

Nash looks kinda amused with himself at this point and points with this thumb toward the garage which has a few things he uses for exercises when he does work out.

David seethes... "Thank you..." he says, going inside, and screams his loudest as he starts punching away like a wildman at the bag... and he's in a suit as he's doing this!

Nash just shrugs and grabs the remote, turning on some cartoons.

"So David Flair... if yer still fumin' over yer failed business venture, why don'tcha stop lickin' yer wounds..." Austin says with a smirk, "...And behold as Wolfpack 3:16 hands the reins over... to its new owner..."

Hooowwwwwllll!!!

"Bombtrack" by Rage Against the Machine cues up and Glenda climbs back into the ring, a little shaken from her run-in from Ryokami earlier, but no worse for wear, thanks to Aerith's healing. She smirks at Stone Cold as he sits on the rope for her. Once in the center of the ring, Glenda holds her hand up in the Wolfpack sign to a mixed reaction crowd, but the cheers are definitely there. She walks to the ropes, leaning over, pushing them down with one hand as the signs to the crowd and then to the other side as the music dies and she walks face to face with Austin, looking him in the eyes.

Stone Cold stares her down for a moment. Eventually, he reaches for a deed from the office desk that'd been set up in the ring. Raising the mic, he says slowly. "All the your people signed...?"

She nods. "I'm representing them. Their names will be added to the deed." She pulls out a check and holds it up for him to see. The camera can't pick up the price, but it can be seen that it's big.

Stone Cold gently takes the check from her, and reads, "Glenda Jacobs, Akira Hokuto, Bullwhip... Honey..." His eyes widen slightly as he reads the price to himself, deciding not to rub anymore salt in David's wounds...

Glenda smirks. "We cool?"

Austin nods slowly... and hands her the deed. As the camera pans on it, it reveals all the names in equal size font, perhaps signifying equal ownership among all... "If there's nothing else, Ah believe we both have matches we must get prepared for..." He grins.

She smirks and nods. She rolls up the deed and puts it in her jacket and holds out her hand.

Austin grabs her hand in a firm handshake...

She shakes it back, firmly as well, looking him deep in the eyes.... and finally lets go and leaves as the new Wolfpack theme cues.

**COMMERCIALS!**

We cut to the back as we return from commercial, where we find a focused David Flair arriving at the arena. After a bit, Michael Cole approaches him.

"David Flair...a moment of your time..."

Flair sighs. "What is it, Cole?"

"Mr. Flair...we just were shown footage by Steve Austin...showing him the truth behind the Debra attack, PLUS your failure to buy the Wolfpack before..."

David glares at Cole before he can finish...and roughly shoves him away. He seems REALLY pissed off right now, as he looks to the camera. "Nexus...because of this, your ass is in deeper shit than it was before. Count on it!" he says before storming off to his dressing room.

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We open up backstage in the nWo locker room as we find Frosti relaxing on the couch, smiling, as she brushes her hair. She then looks as she rolls her eyes. "What do you want?"

She should she herself, only with red hair and tattoos, and in jeans in T-shirt as she then says to her. "You are so pathetic..."

Frosti scoffs at her sister. "What does that supposed to mean?"

Savvy continues. "I mean it's bad enough that you have to associate yourself with these nWo losers. But now you're making a whore of yourself. Gee...I wonder where's your little servant..."

"Why do you care?" Frosti asks, annoyed. "I mean, didn't you severed your ties with him?"

"I know that I don't like Crash anymore, but at least I'm straight up with him instead of treating him as a slave..."

Frosti laughs. "Talk about bleeding hearts. You don't think that Crash WANTS to be with me? I mean, if he didn't, then why is he still with me and not with you? How weak can you get?"

"How pathetic can you become?" Savvy retorts.

"Do you remember the shit you started about year ago?" Frosti reminds. "I mean, you almost got both of us, killed!"

"At least I would've rid this world of your presence." Savvy states. "And from what I've heard, it wouldn't be that much of a devastation... more of an improvement, actually."

"Are you begging me to beat the shit out of you?" Frosti asks, reaching her breaking point.

"Whatcha going to do? Send Crash after me? Or are you going to hit me with the devastating liplock of yours?" Savvy taunts. "But then again, sleazy isn't exactly painful to others... Oh! I get it, you're going to get your boyfriend on me!" Savvy then mocks her sister, 'Look at me! I need someone else to boss around to build my self-esteem! If you mess with me, I'll get my convict boyfriend to kick your ass because I'm too lazy to do a damn thing about it!' Pathetic..." Savvy says as she walks off...

"At least I don't hide who I am, you fucking hypocrite!" Frosti mutters.

Savvy turns around. "What was that?"

"I mean, sure I'm a liar, and a cheat. Maybe even a bit slutty, but at least I can admit it. You on the other hand try to make yourself believe that you're good girl, when in truth you're just as bad, if not worse than I am!" Frosti smiles as she moves closer to Savvy.

"Back...off..."

"What's wrong, Sis?" Frosti licks her lips seductively. "Can't handle the truth?" Frosti then goes to undo her top a bit. "You know that you've wonder what it would be like if we both decide to...you know...'have a little fun?'"

"You're disgusting..." She says as she walks off.

Frosti just smiles. "Why do you kid yourself? You know you're bad... just like me.."

**Commercials!**

We come back from break as "Test" by Ministry cues up, and Test comes out with Atlantis accompanying him.

Kanyon: Welcome back to Riot Rulz! We've got an Extreme Championship match coming up now, and the challenger is on his way to the ring. Pammy, what's your 2 cents--or probably 5 cents since we know the value of the Canadian dollar...

Pamela: Ha, ha. =P Well, that's one of the few reasons we come to live here. At any rate, the Blue Tigress vs. the Vanilla Hoss should be an interesting bout. Test isn't as dumb as he looks, since he's nabbed Mikey's manager to help his career. However, Trish is quite a fighter...and these days she's getting as nuts as Akiko, so it's tough to call.

As Test gets in the ring, "Smooth Criminal" by Alien Ant Farm plays...

Trish does Jeff Hardy-esque headbobbing, crowd saluting dance to the ring. Then when in she does a "point to the air" pop to all directions facing the crowd, much like her WWE counterpart except using the Hardy Gunz.

Kanyon: Well, big defense for Trish tonight...word is that the next shot at the title will go to an nWo competitor, so I don't care who wins as long as he or she can beat whoever the nWo has lined up to take a shot at it.

Pamela: Bah--doesn't matter to me. Now let's see some blood!! =D

CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
Test vs. "The Blue Tygress" Trish Stratus (c)

Before the bell rings, Trish charges at Test, decking him with the title belt!

Pamela: Saaaay, now THAT's more like it!!

*ding, ding*

Trish grabs a stop sign, blasting him across the right knee with it, and across the other ankle, driving the edge of it downward. Tossing it away, she grabs a chair, attempting to "Pillmanize" the ankle--Test recovers, getting up and shaking loose the chair. Trish ducks between his legs, dropkicking him in the back of the right knee. She charges the ropes, coming backward, and is boosted over the top rope to the floor!

Test climbs out of the ring, and whips Trish into the stairs. He grabs a stop sign, blasting Trish across the back with it. He lays it down, setting her up for a DDT! Trish nails a low blow, and grabs the sign, charging towards him--Test punches it and it snaps back into Trish's face!

Test picks up Trish and suplexes her onto the sign. Trish favors her back, and Test grabs the Extreme Title--leveling Trish with it!! He pulls her up, lifting her overhead, and tosses her back into the ring.

Atlantis looks onward, cheering him on, and Test grabs a kendo stick from underneath the ring...he climbs inside, whalloping her across the back with it, and lifting her up underneath the chin with it--Trish slides free, and hits a sitdown jawbreaker!! She grabs the kendo stick, striking him repeatedly across the right knee again. She goes to the top rope, leaping off with an overhead strike across the midsection. She then spreads his legs apart, doing the same right into the crotch...

Kanyon: Oooooh... >_<

Test rolls out of the ring, and Trish slides out, following, and locks on a Figure Four, at the same time using the kendo stick to strike the leg repeatedly. But Test grabs the kendo stick, yanking it away from her and striking her across the face, busting her open, and breaks the hold. Trish crawls away, running around the ring. Test gives chase, and Trish climbs inside the ring. When Trish reaches the ropes, she springs back off them with a back elbow--but Test catches her, FULL NELSON SLAMS her!

Still holding on, he pulls her back up, arms locked around her neck and shoulder, and drives her down to the mat again, although he holds his knee afterwards.

Trish tries to crawl away--Test grabs her by the ankle, and she kicks back with her free leg--he grabs that, and flips her over, sitting down with a Boston Crab!!

Trish squeals as he pulls back on the hold, quickly grabbing the chair and smashing him in the back of the head!!

Trish gets up, holding her back again, but uses the chair to blast Test in the side of the head, then leans on the ropes to recover for a moment...

Kanyon: Trish taking a momentary break--uh oh--Crash coming out from the back, with a steel chair in hand!!

Pamela: And I think Test is gonna get it!!

Kanyon: Wait--Trish cutting him off...I think she's refusing the assistance...?

Pamela: Appears so--what a dumbass Trish is. :P

Kanyon: I think she wants this to be fair, Pam...Crash backing off, reluctantly...

Test gets up, though, and charges at Trish, knocking her into the corner! He stomps away at her and puts a boot under the chin, then wallops her across the midsection with the kendo stick! He grabs the steel chair Trish had, and lays it on the mat, and sets up Trish--attempt at a pump handle slam, but Trish lands behind, leaps up and twists around to Hurracanrana Test!! Test nearly spills to the outside, and Trish goes to the top rope--leaps off with a face crusher onto the chair!!

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Trish rolls off after the near fall, and it's apparent Test is now busted up. Trish straddles Test, firing away on him with rights. She picks him back up, setting up a Twist of Fate, but Test counters with an inverted Atomic Drop!! He grabs the chair, throwing it at her. She catches, charging forward, but Test quickly gets the boot up and knocks it back into her face!! Trish rolls out of the ring...Test steps over the ropes, leaping down to the floor. Test grabs a trash can, knocking Trish over with it, then picks her up, putting the can over top her, and throwing her into the ringpost!! He picks up the stop sign, and wails away on Trish, collapsing the can in the process. Trish trips over the stairs, and Test yanks the can off her, dropping the stairs onto her back!!

Test pulls her up, whipping her into the guardrail. Test grabs the trash can, and charges at her--Trish recovers just in time to drop-toe hold Test, causing him to hit the guardrail and the trash can!!

"HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!..."

Trish grabs the trash can lid, smashing it over Test's head repeatedly. She climbs the railing, running across it and leaping off, smashing Test over the head with the lid!!

She covers, getting a long two...Test grabs her by the throat, and gets up, kneeing her into the midsection, and shoves her backwards, sending her tumbling into the crowd!! He climbs over the railing...Trish leaps at him, hurracanrana-ing him onto the concrete floor!! She then climbs the railing, about to leap into the crowd--but Test grabs her, slamming her onto the concrete!!

"HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!..."

Test climbs over the railing, pulling Trish over it by the hair...and drops her back-first onto the steel steps with a side slam!! He takes a breather, rolling her back into the ring, and climbs the top rope (!).. However, while he's still climbing, with his back to his opponent, Trish pops up and flops onto the top rope--causing Test to lose his footing and get crotched onto the turnbuckle!!

Trish then springboards onto the top rope--standing atop it (!), then runs toward Test, grabbing his head--and BULLDOGGING HIM FROM THE TOP ROPE ONTO THE STEEL STAIRS!!

"HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!"

Kanyon: Oh my GOD....Trish improvising to hit the Stratusfaction...and what a version!! Covering Test....

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*ding, ding, ding*

Capetta: Here is your winner, and STILL EAW Extreme Champion--Trish Stratus!!

Pamela: Damn...she retains--but is Test still alive?

Kanyon: Atlantis and Trish, concerned, checking on Test...he's still slightly conscious, but both champion and challenger are bleeding heavily, and both will need attention from Aerith--and Test and Trish shaking hands!

Pamela: Bah--I guess it's the Canadian thing. We all tend to stick together, even when we don't particularly like each other.

Kanyon: Well, there's still plenty more to come on tonight's show...stay tuned!!

**Commercial Break**

We find Ryan Hardley alone in the back, the Crimson Knights discussing things. Ryan, deciding to take a break from the hectic duties of being their manager, decides to read a novel in the back..."Dracula" by Bram Stoker. He heads off for some privacy to do so...

Suddenly-- he's attacked!! Clotheslined down by.. J.C. Stone!!

"Hey! Ryan!!" He picks him up by the collar and slams him to the wall. "So you like attacking defenseless little girls, huh?"

Ryan grunts a bit, struggling to see. "She's a wrestler...she knew the risks." he insists.

"Screw that!!" J.C. Irish whips him against a garage door and follows up with a stif mid kick to the gut!

Ryan coughs a bit, not able to give any more replies or retaliation.

JC looks down at him... then smiles darkly, grabbing him and placing him in a fireman's carry. "I'm not done with you yet..." and he carries him out towards the ring!!

The crowd cheers to see Ryan vulnerable like this...

Pamela: HEY!! I know Stone's got a bit of a temper, and he may even have a good reason for this... but this is uncalled for. SECURITY!!

Kanyon: Oh, come on. Ryan getting the hell beat out of him is never a bad thing. GO J.C.!

"El Cu Cuy" by Coal Chamber cues up when he reaches the stage area, carrying the prone Ryan to the ring! He rolls him up into the ring and then jumps in, then proceeds to put the boots to the Hardleyz' manager!!

Ryan is almost completely out of it, barely struggling at all.

JC then picks him up and carries him to the ring corner, near the announcers' table! He looks to Kanyon and Pamela and points to them. "You better move out of the way!" he calls out.

Pamela: This is crazy--STOP HIM CHRIS! =P

Kanyon: ME? If you're so concerned, YOU stop him--I'm getting the hell out of his way.

Once they move, JC sets Ryan up... and performs a Stone Fall off the top rope, THROUGH THE ANNOUNCERS' TABLE!!

Ryan crashes through the table roughly...completely out of it now. JC stands up... smiling with a hint of maliciousness as "El Cu Cuy" cues up, and he retreats into the cheering crowd!

**COMMERCIALS!**

...New World Order...

"Cold" by Static-X follows this declaration, as the screen goes to black and white. The crowd boos and hisses.

Capetta: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is scheduled for one fall! Making her way to the ring, being accompanied by Crash, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 133 pounds--FROOOOSTI!!!!!!!!!

*KRAAAA-AAAASH!*

"Glass Shatters" by Disturbed cues up, and the arena erupts into cheers, for the most part. Some are booing, but now they are in the minority.

Capetta: And her opponent, from Victoria, Texas, weighing in at 241 pounds--STONE COLD STEEEEEEEEEVE AUUUUUUUUSTIN!!!!!!!

Stone Cold does his BMF walk down the ramp, climbs into the ring, snagging his foot on the bottom rope as usual, and does his Four Post Salute before glaring at Frosti.

Frosti licks her lips and rubs all over her body in a sexual way for a little bit to taunt Austin, before commanding her "slave" Crash to get out of her corner and wait on the apron, and then the referee calls for the bell.

Kanyon: Austin and Frosti start off trading blows, an exchange that Austin is gonna get the upper hand with easily if Frosti keeps this up! She doesn't have near the power to win in a slugfest with the Texas Rattlesnake... but... hey, what is this!

Pamela: What? I don't see anything...

Kanyon: Of course you don't. Crash climbing on the apron and yelling at the referee, takes his attention off of the wrestlers, and goes to admonish Crash to get off the apron! C'mon, ref, don't fall for that!

Pamela: Ohhhh. I see it now! ^_^ Wait to go, ref! Keep the law and order in this match!

Kanyon: Yeah, right. Anyway, Frosti taking this opportunity to hit Austin with a low blow, which she follows up with a spinebuster! She spreads Austin's leg out while the ref is still dealing with Crash, and stomps him for another low blow!

Pamela: Crash finally comes to his senses, and relents to the referee's demands! He realizes his wrong, and jumps off the apron.

Kanyon: Hmph. Yeah, meanwhile Frosti then starts focusing on Austin's neck and head, starting with a vicious Ice Breaker!

Pamela: Austin writhing from that now, and Frosti showing off her impressive strength by lifting him for Spinebuster! Rolling him over on his beer belly now, and applying the Scream Dream!

Kanyon: Austin powering out of that, though, and shoves Frosti off of him! Getting to his feet now, and tying up with Frosti, Stone Cold MANHANDLES HER into the corner, and SMASHES HER WITH A TURNBUCKLE CLOTHESLINE!!!!

Pamela: Stone Cold with a sidewalk slam now, and dropping onto Frosti with a Drunken Elbow!

Kanyon: Frosti rolling away before Austin can try that again, and she flips up wrap her legs around his neck! Headscissors takedown on the Rattlesnake! Frosti stomping away now at Austin's neck, and lifting him to his feet now...

Pamela: FULL NELSON DRIVER!!!!!!!!!!! And Frosti going for a cover now--
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Kanyon: And Stone Cold kicks out, elbowing Frosti in the back of her head as he struggles to his feet.

Pamela: And Frosti with a GOOOOORE!!!!!!! GOOOOOOOOREE!!!!!!!! GOOOOOOOOOOREEE!!!!!!!

Kanyon: ...

Pamela: ...What?

Kanyon: You DO realize how silly you sound doing that, right?

Pamela: ;_; ...Really? WHOA--!!!!!!!

Kanyon: FROSTI WITH A SWANTON BOMB!!!!!!! AND ANOTHER PIN!!!!!!!!! ONE! TWO! And Austin kicks out!

Pamela: Frosti Irish Whipping the Texas Rattlesnake to the ropes--WHOOPS! A little too strong for her own good! Austin fell right out of the ring! Tee-hee!

Kanyon: Crash pulled on the ropes, and you SAW IT, Pammy. >=0p

Pamela: The ref didn't see it though! ^_^ And if the ref doesn't see it, then it didn't happen!

Kanyon: Frosti DID see it though, and she doesn't look happy with Crash. She's giving him the evil eye now, and Crash backing away, looking a little sullen. Austin getting back into the ring now, and nailing Frosti with a Lou Thesz Press! And pounding away at her!

Pamela: He's not helping his image any... I mean he JUST got SOME of the people buying into that "I didn't REALLY hit Debra" nonsense... >=0p

Kanyon: Austin getting up from Frosti now, and RIGHT BACK DOWN FOR A DRUNKEN ELBOW!!!!! AND AGAIN!!!!!! Frosti trying to roll away, but Austin stomping a mudhole in her!!!!!!!!!

Pamela: Okaaaaaaaay, calm down, JR. Austin going for the dreaded Eye Poke, now, but Frosti counters with an Icy Mist! Austin wiping that stuff out of his eyes now, and gets nailed with a Thrust Kick while he's distracted!!!!

Kanyon: FROSTI PLANTS THE DEFROSTER!!!!!!!!!! NO WAIT!!!!!!!! AUSTIN COUNTERS TO A SWINGING DDT!!!!!!!!!! AND THE COVER!!!!!!!!
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Pamela: NO, FROSTI KICKS OUT!!!!!!!!! And Stone Cold ties her up in the ropes now, going for the Stun Gun, and locking her up in an STF!

Kanyon: Austin letting go of that now, to kick her in the gut, setting up the Stunner--!

Pamela: But Frosti pushes him off before he can lock it on! Clipping Austin's legs, and scooping him up for a MILITARY PRESS SLAM AND SHE HEADS UP THE RINGPOST--FROG SPLASH!!!!!!!!

Kanyon: NO, AUSTIN POPPED UP!!!!!!! REVERSES TO A MODIFIED BELLY-TO-BACK SUPLEX!!!!!!

Pamela: FROSTI LANDS ON HER FEET!!!!!!!! SUPERKICK TO AUSTIN!!!!!!!!!! AND SHE'S PINS!!!!!!!!!

Kanyon: But Austin kicks out at Two! Frosti grabbing him by the throat, now, trying for a chokeslam.... But Austin counters with an elbow to her head, and an armbar takedown--NO! Frosti flips out of it, reversing the leverage! Swinging around, and a hurricanrana! Getting Austin to his feet now, and FROSTI WITH THE SPLITTING EDGE ON STONE COLD!!!!!!! SHE'S GOT HIM DOWN!!!!!!!

Pamela: WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?! PIN HIM! PIN HIIIIIIIIIIM!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHERE IS SHE GOING?!

Kanyon: Frosti's climbing the top turnbuckle, ignoring the admonishment of the referee--it looks like she's going for a Shooting Star Press--NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! Austin being pulled out of the way--BY CRASH HOLLY?!!!?! Crash just pulled his Mistress's opponent out of the line of fire!!!!!!!!

Pamela: What the hell--is the referee BLIND?! THAT'S A DISQUALIFICATION, YOU MORON!!!!!!!!!!

Kanyon: He didn't see it, or it probably would be, Pammy, but Frosti crashes and burns!!!! Austin getting up now, kicking away Crash's hand... shaking off the stars, it seems, lifting up Frosti now--flipping her the bird--STONE COLD STUNNER!!!!!!! AUSTIN WITH THE STONE COLD STUNNER ON FROSTI!!!!!!

Pamela: Why does he have to be so rude? I mean, why does he always have to that stupid Trash Talking routine everytime he Stunners someone?

Kanyon: He doesn't spend too long on it though, hooking her leg--and a pin!
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*ding, ding!*

Capetta: Here is your winner, STONE COLD STEEEEEEVE AUUUUUSTIN!!!!!!!!

*KRAAAA-AAAASH!*

"Glass Shatters" sounds off again, and Austin rolls away from Frosti's prone body, standing up to raise two middle fingers in a victory howl.

Austin does his Four Post Salute, calling for some beers and guzzling them messily.

Crash Holly yells at Frosti in the middle of the ring, stomping away at her a few times, before ripping off his slave collar, and choking Frosti with the chain! He holds it a few seconds, and then calls for a mic.

"THAT'S IT!" Crash screams. "I'M THROUGH WITH THIS CRAP, YOU BITCH!" Crash screams as he then calms down. "Week after week I've done everything to make you happy, even if it cost me my manhood! I'm through letting you walk all over me! As a matter of fact, you can go to hell, you soul-numbing succubus!" With that Crash angrily storms off.

Stone Cold chuckles a bit, and calls for a couple more beers. He grabs Crash by the shoulder and spins him around to face him.

Crash look a bit peeved as he prepares himself for a fight.

Austin just shakes his head, and hands Crash a beer.

Crash accepts the beer as he decides to chug it down.

Austin chugs his as well, and waits for Crash to pause, before raising his can to toast...

Kanyon: I wouldn't do it, Crash...

Pamela: EEEEEeeeeeeee...!

Kanyon: STONE COLD STUNNER ON CRASH HOLLY!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!

Pamela: X0D Oh no!!!! Hee hee hee!!!!!!! Poor Crash!!!!!

Kanyon: Austin picked up the win, and Crash finally got the nerve to leave Frosti behind, but got a Stunner nevertheless!!!! Austin calling for another few beers, and pours one on Frosti now! Leaving one behind for Crash now, as he exits the ring!

Pamela: Oh my God... Hee hee! We'll be right back after these commercials!

Kanyon: DON'T TOUCH THAT DIAL!!!!!

**Commercials!**

The camera cuts to backstage, where Nexus is walking to the entryway, Stigmata by his side. Suddenly, a stage-hand comes up to him.

"Nexus, someone wants to talk to you alone for a minute."

Nexus blinks, but walks off...as Stigmata waits. A few seconds later, Nexus returns, and they walk to the ring.

The camera pans back a bit to find...NEXUS!? And Nexus has been pulverized it seems.

*COMMERCIALS*

"1996" by Marilyn Manson cues up...and the crowd's reaction is mixed.

Capetta: The following contest is our main event and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, representing the Lunatic Fringe and being accompanied by Stigmata, from Jigsaw, standing 6'9" tall weighing in at an even 300 pounds...NEXUS!

Kanyon: Or is it really Nexus...after that footage we saw, I'm not so sure...

Pamela: It was probably just a Nexus impersonator, and knowing the sick ways of the Fringe, Nexus beat that guy up.

Kanyon: I don't think so Pam...

Pamela: Well, Stigmata seems to think that it's the case. Look at her cling to Nexus like that.

Kanyon: She doesn't know the truth probably...hopefully this IS the real Nexus, and thus a good match will happen.

Pamela: Doubtful it will be that long of a match even if it IS Nexus...because of his opponent!

The film breaking effect on the screen occurs, as the screen goes black and white...

NEW WORLD ORDER!

"Superstar" cues up next...and the reaction, like it was for Nexus, is mixed.

Capetta: And his opponent, representing the Classic Version of the New World Order, from Minneanapolis, Minnesota, standing 6'2" tall and weighing in at 225 pounds..."The Legend Killer" David Flair!

Kanyon: Look at that cocky smirk on his face right now...David Flair actually seems to be enjoying the fact that he has Nexus one on one...

Pamela: That's because he's the leader of the classic version of the nWo! He's a former World Heavyweight Champion as well...the BEST World Champion we've had in a good long while.

Kanyon: I don't know about that, David sliding into the ring now, and we're underway!

Kanyon: David and Nexus slugging away in the middle of the ring, pretty even right now, Nexus grabbing Flair, whipping him into the ropes now...

Pamela: David ducks a clothesline by Nexus...and there's the Legend's Fall!

Kanyon: David apparently going for the quick win, locking in the Legendary End...Nexus taps!?

Capetta: Here is your winner...David Flair!

Pamela:...WOW! You saw it here first, David Flair has just beaten Nexus with EASE!

Kanyon: Wait a second, Stigmata coming in the ring now...I think she realizes that she's been screwed over here in a way.

Pamela: Well, she would know plenty about screwing, wouldn't she?

Kanyon: Stigmata arguing with Flair and the referee...wait a second...Nexus...is changing?

Pamela: ...hoo boy, that's not Nexus...that's "The Enforcer" John Smith! And...he's holding Stigmata!

Kanyon: This is just wrong...Smith holding Stigmata...and Flair hits her with the Legend's Fall!

Pamela: THE NEW WORLD ORDER STRIKES BACK! AND I LOVE IT!

Kanyon: Folks, we're out of time!

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