Cue the opening sequence for Riot Rulz, and the following pyros.

We pan over the announcer's desk, where Joey Styles and Lord Gokuo are sitting.

JS: Welcome everyone to EAW Friday Night Riot Rulz! Tonight we have some amazing matchups in store...

LG: Wolf vs. Wolf, for instance, when Lupe and T-Bone meet in a match, with stipulations yet to be named.

JS: Lance Storm will defend the World TELEVISION Title against "The Wild One," and the World HEAVYWEIGHT Title is on the line when Hunter Hearst Helmsley faces Mike Rection.

LG: Plus, Red "Rock" West and Ninja-X will meet in a match that'll undoubtedly make you not wanna blink, lest you miss a few exchanges.

Rage Against the Machine's "Wake Up" begins to play, heralding the arrival of the EAW's new Cruiserweight Champion, Sonnette Kintobor.

LG: Well, if it ain't Storm's sweetheart and the Cruiserweight champ...Sonnette's here!

She makes her way down to the ring, carrying the belt over one shoulder and a microphone in her hand. Rolling in under the bottom rope, she wastes no time, starting right in.

"Alright, I'd like to start off by saying one thing: Nova, that was one hell of an impressive fight you put up! That cute succubus chick you've been hanging around with has taught you well. Now, I still managed to beat you fair and square, despite Miss Hancock's distractions... and what nice distractions they are," she says with a wink, eliciting a pop from the crowd, "but I wanted to congratulate you on such a great match. And it occured to me, what better way to congratulate you, than to give you back something that you really deserve a helluva lot more than me? Let's face it... I may be light enough to qualify, but I don't really belong in the Cruiserweight division. I'm no high-flying, risk-taking, crazy-ass fighter. I'm a bare-knuckle... well, or gloved-knuckle, depending on my outfit," and this elicits another pop, from those who remember her "classic" costume of shoes, gloves, and nothing else, "brawler. Besides, I know how it feels to win a bright, shiny new title at the PPV, never been used, and then lose it at the first show after. So, I'm giving you another shot at a long and glorious reign with this thing... don't waste it, Nova."

She leans on the turnbuckle, crossing her arms. "Now, I'm sure a lot of you are wondering, 'Why the hell is she just giving up the belt?! Why doesn't she at least offer him a title shot, so he can win it?' Well... to tell the truth, I'm giving him the belt because I can't afford to keep it after tonight. You all saw me training with my good friend Miles... who some of you no doubt still know as Tails... and, well, talking to him reminded me of the simple fact that I'm not exactly the best-loved person among the old gang. Hell, with the exceptions of Miles and Lupe... and possibly Sally, since I imagine Miles has been talking to her... most of them probably would rather see me dead. So, I've got some unfinished business to take care of back home, and Jay's given me a month's vacation time to do it in. And I couldn't take this nice, new belt with me, and deprive so many people of the chance to fight it out for it. So, I figured I'd give it back to the person who really deserves it, the person who worked his ass off at All Hallow's Extreme for it. So Nova...c'mon out here and accept your title. I'm waiting...." Sonnette stands in the middle of the ring, arms crossed and tapping her foot, waiting for Nova to arrive.

"One Man Army" by Prodigy begins to play, and Nova steps out onto the entrace ramp. Scratching his head, but jogs lightly down to the ring, followed by Angelina. They both step onto the apron, and inside the ring. Sonnette hands the belt to Nova, and he accepts the mic.

Looking down the title, unable to wipe a smile from his face, he answers, "I...I don't know what to say. I challenged you to a match right away because I felt that I should try to be the best champion I could, and I felt you were the most worthy challenger." Sonnette nods, but insists that Nova keep the title. Nova sighs, "Well," he glances over, "I'll accept the title..." fans begin to cheer, "but that won't be the last match we have, because whenever you do get back, and God willing...if I'm still the champion, I want another match with you. Maybe I was just in a little bit over my head in that AAA match, but I've still got my heart set on beating you eventually...so, I want to thank you, and lets shake on this."

Nova extends his hand to Sonnette, who grasps it and shakes it vigorously. Nova holds up the title.

LG: So...just like that....Nova is the Cruiserweight Champion again?

JS: Yes. Champions have a little more leverage here in the EAW than in most feds...

Sonnette steps out onto the apron, and heads to the back. The crowd cheering her during her departure.

Nova stands in the ring, still a little in shock, unsure of how to continue....

Angelina plucks the microphone from his hand, and clears her throat. "Again, we thank Sonnette for giving back the title, even though she did win that AAA match, according to the few rules that there were. However, there is still a little question remaining....who will be the next challenger? Booker LG?" Angelina turns to Gokuo, who is seated at the announce position. He points to himself questioningly, then shrugs and gets out of the chair, and enters the ring.

"Mr. Gokuo," Angelina says, in a clear business-like tone of voice, "Now that Nova is once again the Cruiserweight Champion, who will be the number one contender?" Gokuo takes the mic, "Well, I think I gotta answer...see, we have Red 'Rock' West and Ninja-X set to go at it tonight...both are impressive cruiserweights, and since they both are quite capable, I'm making their match tonight, a match for the number one contendership to the Cruiserweight Title." The crowd cheers, some chants of "Red" and "Da Pac" start. Angelina takes the microphone back. "Fair enough. And when will this take place?"

"I'm thinking of next week, right here on Riot Rulz."

"Alright....Nova, is that alright with you?"

"If he or she is ready, than I will be....Red, X....next Friday is Krunch Time for one of you."

"One Man Army" begins to play, and Nova and Angelina exit the ring, and head to the back with the Cruiserweight Title.

Gokuo remains in the ring, holding the microphone. "Well, with that matter settled, we should move on to our first match...only we gotta figure out just what type of match it'll be. So it's time to find out just what it'll be. BRING OUT THE WHEEL!!"

With that, a couple members of the ring crew walks out from the back, carrying the same wheel that was seem in LG's office a few days ago in his announcement segment. They carry it up to the ring, carefully set it on the apron, and move it to the center of the ring. "Now, the moment we've been waiting for. We're going to spin the wheel and decide on a match stipulation..."

With that, LG spins the wheel, and glances to the pointer...it slows to a stop, and dings.

"Dog Collar Match!" Gokuo announces.

JS: Dog Collar Match?!

"War" by Bone Thugs-N-Harmony begins to play, and a rather disgusted-looking T-Bone is the first to emerge from the back. He slaps a few hands, but doesn't take his gaze off LG.

JS: Quite an unusual match stipulation...a Dog Collar Match.

T-Bone gets down to the ring...LG is handed the chain with collars at either end, and fastens it onto T-Bone.

?: The lights go out for a single shaft of light from a spotlight, dimmed to appear as moonlight, shining into the entranceway... From there comes a long, mournful wolf-howl. After such Lupe steps into the light and begins walking toward the ring, smiling with quiet confidence as her theme music keys up. As her fans call to her she waves to them, even stopping to grasp one childs hand for a moment before moving to the ring, grabbing hold of the ropes and swinging herself up and letting moment flip her the rest of the way into the ring, landing in a fighting crouch, her teeth bared at T-Bone. LG exits the ring and the referee fastens the dog collar around Lupe's neck, and the bell is rung. LG sits back at the announce position.

Lupe and T-Bone lock up, and Styles questions, "Dog Collar Match?"

LG: T-Bone tosses Lupe over his shoulder--yes, Styles, that is what the wheel chose.

JS: T-Bone goes for a short arm--inverted atomic drop!!--he yanks up Lupe roughly by the chain...

LG: He hoists her up...backdrop backbreaker!! Nearly snaps her in half!! Cover....one count only!!

JS: T-Bone begins to take the lead early on, here. He picks Lupe back up by the scruff of her neck...laces her arm through her legs...could be the pump handle....NO!! She slips behind!! INVERTED DDT!!! Hits the near ropes--QUICK LEG DROP!!!

LG: Cover AND no! She picks up T-Bone...Irish Whip....T-Bone stops, ducks under, Reverse Vertical Suplex hangs her out to dry on the ropes!!

JS: T-Bone cinches her up...hoists her high in the air!!!....Oh my...HANGING VERTICAL SUPLEX!!! He wraps the chain around her neck and is holding her down to the mat.

LG: A quick reminder...to win this match, either you have to pin or make your opponent submit, or you can touch all four corners in succession.

JS: These two are apparently looking to employ the former route.

LG: Lupe is struggling to fight back to her feet...and seems to be making some headway...T-Bone pulls the chain tighter!!

JS: She is still fighting though...on one knee now...jabs an elbow to T-Bone's midsection, now on both knees...she's UP!! Another elbow, SNAPMARES T-Bone over!! T-Bone getting up...she has his head--Reverse X-Factor!!

LG: Cover....One

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TWO

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NO!!! BARELY KICKS OUT!!!

JS: T-Bone struggles to his feet. Lupe kicks him in the back, stiffly. He's up! Backelbow!! Grabs her by the back of the head....slams her head to the turnbuckle...two...three...four...five times!!! T-Bone slaps the turnbuckle pad....drags her over and touches the second....there's the third...

LG: Lupe shoves him stomach-first to the third corner...shot to the kidneys!! Setting him up...SECOND ROPE ATOMIC DROP!!!

JS: Lupe touches that corner...rounding second, dragging T-Bone by the chain, reaches out for the third...gets it....now for the final one....NO, T-Bone has her...hoists her up....he could be going for a top rope powerbomb. They're fighting for positioning on the turnbuckle...GODDESS' WRATH from LUPE!!!

She taps the final corner...LUPE IS YOUR WINNER!!!

WINNER >>> Lupe; touched all four corners

**Commercials...kitty litter, dog treats, the Animal Planet....**

"Crushed" by Limp Bizkit begins to play...

JS: Red "Rock" West on her way to ringside, to take on Ninja-X for a shot at the Cruiserweight Title.

LG: She's also looking for anyone who has any leads on just who hit her with that...invisible limo *chuckle*.

JS: Red's a stubborn little woman, and as far as she's concerned, there's an invisible limo driver out there who has a vendetta against her...

Red steps out onto the entranceway, and holds up her plush toy companion, Gajetto-chan, shaking it and banging her head simultaneously Al Snow-style.

LG: Red isn't a sharp one, and she may need a straightjacket even more than she needs a win here, but she's still quite popular.

He says, noticing the reaction from the crowd in Red's favor.

Red makes a walks down the aisle to cheers, and climbs onto the apron and gets into the ring, setting Gajetto-chan down carefully in the corner.

As "War Machine" plays on the PA, The lights get dark. There's a huge explosion at the entranceway. Then the lights flashes Blood Red/Blue as Ninja X and Jenna Makes their way to the ring.

LG: Ninja-X is quite a competitor, and put up quite a fight against Rik in an AAA match. Although it seems that the furries are generally the ones with the most luck in those types of matches.

JS: Well, this isn't an AAA match, this is a match featuring two of the EAW's finest cruiserweights set to lock up. Although I'd have to think that Ninja-X is probably the more dangerous of the two.

The bell rings, starting the match officially.

LG: X rushes Red, tosses her over his shoulder by the arm....backdrop, floatover...kickout. X and Red up...Red tosses with a kick to the midsection--caught...Ninja X ducks the enzui giri! X with a Dragon Screw!! X grabs the ankle...LEG CRUSH!!

JS: Ninja X runs to the nearby corner...Slinging Body Splash...ONE

KICKOUT!!!

LG: Red's taking these hits well, I gotta say, X picks her up...VICIOUS CHOP to that probably-still-developing chest of hers...Ninja X looking for an atomic drop....RED SPIKES HIM WITH A DDT!!!

JS: Red rolls over...NOT A CHANCE!! Ninja X kicks out WITH AUTHORITY!!

LG: Red is waiting for X, though....he gets up...DROPKICKED INTO THE FACE!!!

JS: Standing Senton from Red, and she's tying up X's legs...for the Indian Deathlock!!! She drops down once....Ninja X wretches and writhes in pain....AGAIN!! Red grabs onto the ropes for leverage...

LG: And is scolded by the referee...she releases it, but has already done some respectable damage to X's legs.

JS: Which would be a good stragety for either of them in this matchup...grounding his or her opponent. Red is heading upstairs...perhaps prematurely.....X up....RED TAKES TO THE AIR--POWERSLAMMED BY NINJA X!!!

LG: Ninja X recovered quite quickly from that, and Red went for it anyway.

JS: ...TWO

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NO!!! Barely escapes that one!!

LG: Red better stay away from those high-risk moves, at least while X is still in good shape here. It might pay off if X tries one and screws it up, then Red can follow it up successfully....

JS: Ninja X is in control, for now, picking up Red and heading for the corner...he's tying her up in the tree of woe.

LG: Ninja-X runs to the opposite corner, probably looking to slide kick right into her face....

Ninja-X peels out of the corner, and diving slides to Red, but she sits up, grabbing the edges of her boots for support. X ends up striking his ankle on the ringpost, and rolls over, grabbing it in pain.

LG: WHOA!! Red uses her speed to her advantage and X has just made a mistake that could cost him!!

JS: Red going for a moon--er, SPLIT LEGGED MOONSAULT!! NINJA X GETS UP HIS OTHER KNEE!!!

Ninja-X gets up favoring his right ankle, and drags up Red, and backdrops her...then picks her up again, and locks his arms around her neck in a sleeper-style hold, and then scissors his legs around her, pulling her down to the ground.

LG: Ninja-X locks on a submission hold!! This could be it for Red!!

Red struggles to reach the nearby ropes, and finally is able to set her foot on it.

JS: Ninja-X has to break the hold, Red has her foot on the ropes!

Ninja-X reluctantly releases the hold...and as Red gets back up, she is armdragged by Ninja-X, then as she gets up, is kicked in the midsection, and her head tucked between his legs.

JS: Ninja-X looking to put Red away...hoisting her up for a Crucifix Powerbomb...she slips free and slides behind X!! MULE KICK!!! The referee missed it!!!

X grabs his groin, and staggers, Red turns around and scoops him up...

LG: FIRE CRACKER!!!

JS: Red heading back up top...she's signalling for it...CHERRY BOMB!!! She goes for the cover....

ONE

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TWO

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THREE!!!

WINNER >>> Red "Rock" West; Pinfall

Red, victorious and sweating, has her hand help up by the referee in victory. She winces it away, and heads for Gajetto-chan, grabs a chair from under the ring, and signals for a mic. Taking the plush toy in her arms, and setting up the chair in the ring, she says, "Now, Ninja-X, you are still a suspect in my book, so Gajetto-chan is going to question you."

Ninja-X, sitting up and rubbing his midsection, gives Red a defiant middle finger. "Well, if that's the way it is going to be..." she gets off the chair, and folds it up, waffling X in the side of his head, knocking him out. "Now, maybe you'll cooperate. Gajetto-chan, you may proceed."

"..."

Red smiles, "Ooooo...that's a tough one. What do you have to say to that, Ninja-X?"

He groans, but is otherwise unresponsive.

This continues, with still no reponse from Ninja-X.

"Dang...he still won't talk. Maybe you've simply broken him with your amazing deductive reasoning.

"..."

"Oh...maybe he IS just suffering a concussion," she sighs. "Oh well....I'll keep searching for leads...." Red leaves the ring, disappointed.

**Commercials: LITTLE NICKY and THE GRINCH coming to a theater near you!! Behold the power of cheese!! "truth" at it again, Civic has lots of leg room...etc.**

JS: Welcome back, fans...during commercial break our cameras caught this...

Cue footage of Rik Felstrom leaving the RT&C locker room, perhaps to grab a beverage or something....as he rounds a corner, he is struck in the side of the head with a beer keg by DAX CLARK!!!

Dax then begins to hammer the beer keg all along Rik's fallen body, then drops it unceremoniously on his head. "That's what you get when you f*** with 'The Wild One," he says, spitting on Rik.

JS: Dax was evidently on his way to the ring, because he is going to take on Lance for the Television Title soon, and...

A crackling sound erupts over the entranceway, and it is bathed in a soft green glow as the opening strains of a familiar theme begin to play. They then shift to a blinking yellow..then a strobe red, then a salvo of red fireworks explode from the entranceway, and the tune is the rather obscure "There's a Fire in the House" by Steve Vai.

A figure is visible on the entranceway as the smoke clears. His deep ruby red hair, black circled sunglasses, and fair freckled skin are then visible, and the crowd cheers for the perennial fan favorite "Code Red" Michael Anthony Connelly. He dashes down the rampway, slapping hands along the way with quite a bounce in his step. He dashes up on to the apron, into the ring, then runs and climbs the turnbuckle directly diagonal, and Moonsaults off, landing directly onto his feet, and spreads hims arms wide. He goes over and takes a mic, and brushes back his hair.

"Ladies of Mankato....boku wa kawaii?!"

"HAI!!" many a squealing female fan answers back.

"Yes, it's great to be back, because the sooner I get back into action, the sooner I can sweep that embarrassing business of being put on the shelf by VISCERA under the shelf." The crowd boos as Visc's name. "I warn you all, I've heard that him and his...lady friend, are looking to peddle some tapes that they made in their time off, so you should be wary....considering the only place they should sell that would be, quite honestly, at the pharmacy, next to the syrup of ipicac, considering that they both ultimately serve the same purpose--to induce vomiting."

The crowd cheers at the insult and its delivery.

"I'm also quite disappointed in one Dax Clark. Now, as far as I know, we still have Scott Hall under contract. Hall is a great talent, I'll admit, but he's been all over this country, coast to coast, yet the state he's been in the least is one of sobriety! And yet this Dax character seems to be proud of the fact that he made Scott Hall look like he's successfully completed his twelve-step program. As if that wasn't bad enough, he simply isn't the type of person who is eager to make friends; he's practically made enemies with everyone he's competed with. And I just saw him on the monitor attack Rik. Maybe Rik did provoke it, but his accusations were not without grounds, and if Red 'Rock' West actually is right about this invisible limo nonsense, I would expect Dax to be the number one on the list of suspects."

He sighs, "And this whole election nonsense....fortunately, I've been able to avoid as much as possible, considering that I've been using what would have been my TV watching time to play Dino Crisis 2...and BEAT it I might add...well, only on easy....I'll have to try again on a higher setting next rental, but back to my point....I would like all of you who voted to simply not worry about it...let it run its course. After all, regardless, we're going to end up with a crappy president anyway, right?"

Much of the audience roars with approval.

"There, so SIMMA DOWN NA!! Now...some of you may notice something...missing....oh what could that be?"

Michael tilts his head, rolls his eyes, and taps his foot....knowing the crowd IMMEDIATELY knew what he was talking about. "Oh yeah...could it be....the HOTTEST WOMAN IN THE EAW--MISS OSEIKO KUROTSUKI?!?!"

Foley's name-of-town spiel doesn't quite compare to the pop that Black Widow's name gets. "Oh yeah...that's it. Well, she's back at the apartment, still. And she won't be wrestling again until the rest of the Knight Cross gets back."

A collective "Aww..." from the crowd.

Michael nods, "I don't blame you. I miss her enough when she's at school. Imagine going as long as you people have without her to brighten up these otherwise dismal arenas? Poor you. Well, I'll have to try to pick up the slack myself, 'cause I'm back!! Next week, I want to challenge the Blue Boy to a match, on Riot Rulz!!! Oh, and your old friend Nova said to say hi! Anyway, I've taken up a little too much TV. So I'll now return you to your regulary scheduled sports entertainment." Michael smiles, and give the mic back, exiting the ring as "Reclaim My Peace" by Korn begins to play.

"The Wild One" steps out onto the ramp with huge boos from the crowd. Although a small section of the crowd seem to be carrying pro-Clark signs, like one reading "Dax for President!"

Some others aren't as friendly, and throw trash at Dax on his way to the ring.

The Canadian national athem, "Oh Canada," begins to play. While much of the crowd still boos, there are more cheers than for Dax. Lance Storm, the television title around his waist, steps out onto the entranceway, waving the American flag, and carries it down to ringside, carefully setting it to the side of the ring before entering. He also undoes the belt and sets it to the side.

JS: We're set for a hell of a Television Title Match...*ding, ding*

LG: Here we go, the TV belt on the line, Storm and Clark lock up...side headlock by Storm, clamps down on it....tosses Dax to the ropes...back body drop!! Dax back up...hip tosses Lance over, clamps on an armbar. Storm quickly back up to his feet, back elbow, irish whip....DROPKICK..sends Clark to the outside!

JS: Storm is quick to follow, heading out to continue attacking Clark...rams his head to the apron, and slides him back in.

LG: Storm is perched on the apron, waiting for Clark to get back on his feet....

LG: Clark is up...SPRINGBOARD DROP KICK from Storm right on target!!

JS: That dropkick turned him nearly inside out!! Storm is on fire here, tonight!!

JS: Storm moving in for the kill...he cinches up Dax...vertical suplex. Clark is recovering, tossed to the corner by Storm, Storm rushes in--Clark slings over him, grabs Storm's tights, roll up....

ONE

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T--NO!!

LG: Storm narrowly escapes losing his title. Clark picks up Storm by the head, and sets him into the corner. Clark cinches him up...SUPERPLEX FROM UP TOP!!!

ONE

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TWO--NO!!!!!

JS: Clark with the advantage now...puts Storm in an armwringer...hammerlock...Storm is trying to counter with a jawbreaker of some sort....Clark hits a Russian Leg Sweep!!

Suddenly, the Canadian national anthem begins to play again, and all eyes are on the entranceway, where the Labett Blue bear jobs out, and runs down the aisle, grabs the TV Title and slides into the ring.

JS: Oh My God!! It's that bear again!!

LG: He's got the Television Title....he's in!! BELT TO THE BACK OF CLARK'S HEAD!!!

JS: DISQUALIFICATION!!!

The bear stomps away at Clark a little, then drops the belt on Lance and peels out, running back to the back.

"The winner of this match...as a result of a disqualification....'THE WILD ONE' DAX CLARK" The crowd boos.

JS: Once again, that bear has interfered in Lance Storm's match...the second time so far. The match may have been far from over, but that bear may have just saved the TV Title for Lance Storm, even if he did cost him the match!

**Commercials...some movie with girls in tight-fitting costumes kicking ass+explosions...Progresso soup...new Zelda...**

As we come back from break, footage is shown of the Labett Blue bear attacking Dax Clark with the TV Title, costing Lance Storm the match but allowing him to hang onto the title. JS: That is what happened at the end of the Television Title match just before we went to break. This is the second time that bear has interfered on Lance Storm's behalf. Just who is that what connection does he have with Lance?

LG: Damned if I know. Just helping out a fellow countryman, you think?

JS: Wish I knew....at any rate, we still have an incredible World Title match coming up next, when "The Decadent" faces Mike Rection in a Super Cage Match!!

"Supernova" by Powerman 5000 begins to play...

"The following matchup, a Super Cage Match, is for the EAW World Heavyweight Title!! Introducing first, the challenger, accompanied by Stone Cold Steve Austin...standing five-foot-ten-inches...from parts Unknown....MIKE RECTION!!!"

Rection comes out to a respectable reaction, much of his pop from the anti-fans of "The Decadent." He gets down to the ring gets into the cage, and does a few stretching exercises, staring through the bars at the entranceway.

"The Way I Am" by Eminem begins to play.

"And, his opponent, the EAW World Heavyweight Champion, accompanied by Hera...he hails from Greenwich, Connecticut, stands six-foot-four, and weighs in at two-hundred and forty-six pounds..."The Decadent" Huuuunter...Heeeeeearst...Heeeeelmsly!!

Hunter paces down the ramp toward the caged ring, Hera jogging past him, and to the door. She opens it and holds it open, and Hunter enters the cage, climbing through the ropes.

LG: As you can see, this is no wussy chainlink deal...this is a REAL steel barred cage. Submission or Knockout only rules. Other than that, their are no rules. The ref is here to see the KO or submission, nothing else..not to keep order, not to prevent interference or cheap moves...

*ding, ding*

JS: Very true...this match is now on!! Rection already starting things off with some right hands to Helmsley...hard whip to the corner...charges it...caught with a boot to the chin...Helmsley peels out of the corner...swinging neckbreaker!! Rection back up...roundhouse right...caught by Helmsley...twists into an armwringer...HIGH KNEE TO THE CHIN!!!

LG: Hunter takes advantage of the situation, locking on a stranglehold gamma....trying to wear down the right arm, specifically the elbow area, of Rection.

JS: He releases the hold...allowing Rection to get his bearings....

LG: Hunter going to work again with right hands...whips Rection to the ropes...drops down with a Fujiwara Arm Bar!!

JS: Looks like you've nailed Hunter's stragety for his match...Hunter back up...still holding Rection's wrist...legdrop onto it...scissored armbar now!!

LG: Precisely as Hunter said...he's stepped up on his aggression, since the title is on the line. He's all over Rection like puke stains on Dax's shirts...

JS: Hunter is easing off, allowing Rection to get back to his feet...

LG: Rection is up...Hunter charges in...Rection counters with a side backbreaker!! Hunter back up to his feet....Rection grabs Hunter's wrist....whips him to the ropes...DROPKICKS him on the return...HUNTER'S HEAD HITS THE STEEL!!!

The dropkick leaves Hunter with his back to the cage, his legs dangling over the top rope, dazed.

JS: Rection rushes in, springs onto the bottom rope...MONKEY FLIPS Triple H off the ropes!! Rection slings over the ropes and onto the apron. Slingshot legdrop....

LG: Hunter rolls out of the way!! Rection lands on his ass!! He's back up though, and pulls Hunter back up....German Suplex!!! With A Bridge!! But no pinfalls in this match.

JS: Rection releases the bridge....heads for the nearby corner, and gets up top....Hunter is up....Rection goes for a Hurracanrana....HELMSLEY COUNTERS IT WITH A POWERBOMB!!!!

LG: Hunter and Rection are both down...

The referee counts one....two....three....four....five....

Rection up at six.....Hunter up now....Hunter charges with a clothesline...ducked by Rection, goes for a waistlock...suplex attempt...blocked by Hunter...back elbow from H, spins around...KNEE to the midsection....Japanese Arm Drag!!

JS: Triple H picks up Rection....rams his head to the steel bars!! Again!! Hoist him up for what appears to be a front suplex....drops him chest-first on the top rope!! Rection's feet are now caught in the holes between the bars.

LG: Hunter has his right arm....scissors his legs around the base of his arm and hangs on with a devasting armbar!!

JS: A...hanging...scissored armbar by Triple H. He releases it...and huddles in the nearby corner....charges out....HIGH KNEE to the side of Rection's head!!!

LG: A Plan A and Plan B stragety...if he can't knock Rection out quickly, he's working on his right arm in hopes for a submission win down the line.

JS: He's headed to the opposite ropes, looking like he's planning to put a knee right between Rection's eyes....he's on the move...but Rection up...Sunset Flips Triple H!! Helmsley scrambles back up to his feet....snap suplexed by Rection!! A left jab....Mike with the Major Rection punch combo....finishes it with a right haymaker!!

LG: Probably much less force behind that than usual. He picks up Hunter...Hunter going for a Suplex....blocked by Rection...Rection rolls him up....Leg Lace by Rection!!! Rection working on Hunter's leg!!

JS: Helmsley looks in pain...Rection getting back up....yanking up Helmsley...Dragon Screw!!! Rection pulls Hunter up by his hair....Hunter goes for an Enzui Giri!! Rection ducks!! Slams Helmsley's knee into the mat...!!! Now an anklelock!!

LG: Hunter scrambling for the nearby rope!!

JS: Although there are no rope breaks in this match...

LG: True, but it will give him enough leverage to escape...Hunter has the bottom rope...grabs the middle rope with his left....grabs the top now....Hunter is vertical again!! Kick Rection in the jaw with his free leg!!

JS: Rection released the hold...INVERTED ATOMIC DROP on Hunter...boot the midsection...DDT!!!

LG: Rection is really taking it to Hunter here tonight....

JS: The UNDEFEATED Triple H, that is. Rection is climbing the side of the cage....

LG: Maybe not a wise decision here...too much of a risk...

JS: Rection is willing to take that risk if he can come out of this match with the World Title....Diving Elbowdrop!!!

LG: NOOOOO!! Hunter rolls out of the way!!

JS: Hunter is back up...Rection struggling to his feet...KNEE FACEBUSTER!!! Kick the the midsection...PEDIGREE!!! Hunter rolls onto his side....

LG: The referee is checking on Rection....*ding, ding* rings the bell!!! Hunter retains the World Title!!

WINNER >>> "The Decadent" Hunter Hearst Helmsley; Knockout -- retains the EAW World Heavyweight Title

"Bawitaba" begins to play....Kidd Foxx's theme. As the cage begins to raise slightly...Foxx runs out from the back, down the ramp, and down to the ring. He slides in and starts to attack Mike Rection immediately with stiff kicks. Then he climbs to the top and hits the Frustration. Foxx stands over him gloatings, and yells, "You didn't deserve the shot, you piece of s***!!"

LG: Kidd Foxx?!

JS: We are out of time, fans...stay tuned next week on Riot Rulz....Derek and Scarlet will meet in an AAA match for the People's Title, Rik Felstrom meets "The Wild One" Dax Clark, Michael Connelly returns to the ring, and much more!!