[A video package rolls featuring all of the superstars in SCWF. The live camera then kicks on and we get a crowd shot. The SCWF fans are going nuts. The are all holding up signs for their favorite superstars. All of the sudden CEO Stevens begins walking down to the ring. No music, no lights, nothing. Just a very serious look on his face.] CEO Stevens: Hello ladies and gentleman! Welcome to Anarchy! We have an excellent show lined for you tonight. I hope you all can sit back and enjoy the show like I know I will be. But first I want to move on to a little business. As most of you may have seen last week on Shocker I received a letter in the mail telling me that I was being sued. For what exactly? For my pride and joy! That is right. Some one is trying to steal SCWF from under neath me. Just to give a little back history on this subject I will let you all know. A few months ago when there was a lot of management struggles going on the share holders of SCWF appointed a committee of directors. They felt that it was best for SCWF if their was a Board of Directors that had the final say so in SCWF, so the power struggle between Hulin and I would not destroy SCWF. Well recently SCWF and I received a letter of intent to sue us if this persons demands were not met. I, myself, thought these demands were complete bullshit and just ignored them. The board of directors on the other hand saw things differently. Apparently the board of directors would rather give in to this person's unreasonable demands then fall victim to a long, expensive, ugly trial. What exactly was this person's demands? Mine and Hulin's jobs! That is right. This person wanted Myself and President Hulin fired! And I am out here to announce that the board of directors have partially agreed to this person's demands. President Hulin is no longer an employee of this company. His contract has been bought out and he is relieved of his duties here in SCWF. As for myself? I have been indefinitely suspended without pay. Those god damn cowards down there in the New Orleans front offices figured that it was not their jobs on the line so they could give a shit less. They have told me that if I really want to fight their decision I must go out and get my own lawyer. They will not assist me in any way shape or form. So I am sad to say that this will be my last and final event for SCWF until I can get all this cleared up. The only thing I have left to say is that I hope the son of a bitch they are bringing to run things... [CEO Stevens is cut off as 'Name of the Game' by Crystal Method begins to blast over the PA Sound system. The crowd all looks to the entrance stage to see who is coming out. The lights dim way down to where you can barely see the person next to you. When they come back on three men are standing in front of the curtain on the entrance ramp. One of them is the first ever World Champion in SCWF, Devon James. Everyone in the crowd is shocked as hell! The last time we saw Devon he was beat down with a shovel and was supposed to be paralyzed for life. Devon slowly begins his journey to the ring with his two HUGE associated along side him. They are dressed in identical suits with both of them standing about 6'5'' and weighing close to 300 lbs. Devon finally makes it all the way into the ring with his partners. CEO Stevens is standing strong in the middle of the ring with a look of hatred in his eyes. Devon has his infamous cocky smile on his face. The man on the right of him pulls a mic out of his jacket pocket. He hands it to Devon.] Devon James: Look everyone...did you see that? Dead...Man...walking... [The crowd begins to boo loudly.] Devon James: Hi there Stevens buddy ol pal. How you been? Probably a little better then me, wouldn't you say? CEO Stevens: Screw you Devon! Devon James: oooh feisty! I like it! I have never been one for small talk so lets get right to it Stevens. I am the man in charge and you are in my ring now. So get your ass a stepping! CEO Stevens: Make me Devon. I am not scared of no gimp. Devon James: Yeah that is a good one Stevens. Lets make fun of the former crippled guy. That shows your great taste Stevens. Don't you feel any compassion? You knew what that no good son of a bitch Hulin was planning and you did nothing to stop him. CEO Stevens: Prove it! Devon James: See that is where you are wrong Stevens. I don't need to prove it. I am the one in control now. I am the one calling the shots. I do not need to prove squat! That is just something you can live with on your mind. Now get out of my ring. CEO Stevens: bite me! Devon James: You asked for it. Don't say I didn't warn you. [The two huge men begin walking towards Stevens. One of the men grab Stevens by the arm but Stevens just shoves him away. The other man tries to grab Stevens by the arms but Stevens dodges him. Stevens takes a swing at him and connects with it. The punch does not even phase the monster of a man though. Stevens swings again but the man blocks it. He wraps his arms around the waist of Stevens and slams him to the mat with a belly to belly suplex. Both men begin stomping and kicking away at the fallen CEO Stevens. Devon James is sitting back laughing his ass off. The two huge men continue their onslaught as Devon James goes outside the ring to get a steel chair. One of the two huge men stand Stevens up and hold him in a full nelson. Devon hands the steel chair to the other huge man. He takes the chair and bashes it over the head of Stevens. The chair bends in half as Stevens' limp body falls to the ground.] Devon James: Now get the hell out of my ring I have a PPV to get going. [Paramedics run down to the ring as we go to a video package of the first match between GraveDigger and Adam Randall.] [ The arena lights fade black. Red,Orange,yellow,blue lights start to race around the arena. With Gob - For The Moment blaring in the background. The fans explode and begin to cheer as Adam steps out onto the stage. He then holds his hand up and forms the rock symbol and starts to head bang. He then walks down the ramp to the fans cheering behind him. He walks up to the ring and rolls in. He runs around the arena. He starts to head bang while spinning in circles. Then his entrance fades as he warms up by bouncing off the ropes. ] Jamie Thomas: First,in this Flaming Barbwire Hell In A Cell. He is making his way to the ring from Las Vegas. Weighing in at 248 pounds...ADAM RANDALL!!! [ The arena fades into darkness, red and silver lights start to flash to beat of Black Sabbath - Iron Man. The fans begin to boo, over the SCWF-Tron shows a video of The Grave Digger, men getting slayed and beaten take the screen. The Grave Digger comes out onto the stage wearing a long black trench coat, that drags on the ground, GD raises his hands in the air, the fans boo. The arms of the trench coat are like wings.  The Grave Digger walks down the ramp with the fans booing at his side, he walks by as if they are not even there. He climbs the stairs, he walks along the apron, and enters through the middle rope. He paces about the ring, before coming to the middle of the ring, he raises his hands and a red mist shoots up from all four turnbuckles. As it fades off into the arena, the lights music and video fade off aswell. ] Jamie Thomas: And his opponent from the Grave Of Sorrow. Weighing in at 310 pounds....GRAVEDIGGER! [ Adam tries to clothesline Gravedigger from behind but Gravedigger wisely ducks and spears Adam when he comes off the ropes. He then goes to the second rope and does a headbutt to the chest of Randall. The barbwire is now placed on the side of the cage and lit on fire. Gravedigger looks at it and back at Adam. Adam gets up and Gravedigger piledrives him back to the mat. He then grabs a weapon from inside of the ring. He decides on a chair, a ladder, table, baseball bat, etc... He turns around and picks up the folding chair. He swings it at Adam but Adam ducks and superkicks Gravedigger in the face. ] Smith: Since Gravedigger is dark I'll pick him. Johnson:Smith, don't start with betting again. Michaels: Both these men getting good offensive moves. [Gravedigger gets up and Randall swings the bat and hits him in the knee. It phases Gravedigger a little bit but then he just grabs Adam by the neck and chokeslams him. Gravedigger then picks him up and whips Adam into the barbwire. He then does a tombstone piledriver to Adam. He goes for the pin. 1..........2........kickout!. Gravedigger then jumps up to the top turnbuckle and does a flying elbow drop. He then rolls Randall over and runs to the ropes and Digger does a lionsault on Randall. He stays on for the cover. 1......2....kickout! ] Johnson: Gravedigger with some close calls. Smith: Yea, he's gonna win! Michaels: Randall just won't stay down. Smith: Don't say that! [ Gravedigger then picks up Randall by one arm and lifts him into the air. He whips him into each of the 4 sides of the cell busting Adam open from head to toe. Digger then picks up the table. He sets it up in the middle of the ring. He then picks up Randall and vertical suplexes him threw the table. He goes for another pin. 1......2......kickout! Gravedigger picks up Randall once again but this time does an inverted ddt. He then picks up the folding chair and slams it into the back of the knee of Randall. Randall screams after the 5 shots. ] Michaels: Gravedigger still with the advantage. Smith: He busted open the wussy. Johnson: Gravedigger is really impressive. [ Gravedigger then does a legdrop to the back of Randalls knee. He then puts Randall in the figure four and Randall screams out in pain. Gravedigger continues the hold for about 15 seconds and finally lets go. Gravedigger then backs away and comes at Randall and does a sharpshooter. Randall screaming now even in more pain as before trying anyway to break the hold. Gravedigger lets go after about 25 seconds. Randall crawls over to the turnbuckles and Digger nails his knee into the side of Randall's head. Randall falls over and Digger picks him up again. ] Johnson: Digger still kicking some ass! Michaels: This match can go on and on and on. Smith: Yea but Randall's going to the hospital. Michaels: Yea, the idiot better just lay down and get pinned. [ Gravedigger then does a powerbomb through what's left of the table. He then picks up Randall and does a dragon suplex. Gravedigger then sets Randall on his shoulders like he's doing a DVD. He first slams Randall's head into the barbwire 7 times and he finally does The Sweet Dreams. Gravedigger then shows his muscles to the crowd and picks up Randall and says it's the last time. He does The Black Sheep. He goes for the cover 1.......2.......3!!!! DING DING DING! Jamie Thomas: Your winner.....GRAVEDIGGER! Smith: I told you I told yo.... Michaels: Well that was a great opener so I wanna see the rest of the show! Johnson: That was sure a great way to kick of Anarchy! That was Anarchy! Now let get to the first title defense of the night. Smith: Yeah, Carmine Devito showing the world why he’s one half of the tag team champions. Johnson: Well, this will be Devito and Danko against The team of Dioxide and Mephisto, collectively known now as “The Lotus Pod”. Michaels: Well, don’t know why the name, but the sources are saying that Devito and Danko can’t live together out here. We could run the story behind this one, but it’d take another hour. Let’s go ahead and take it to Jaime Thomas. Jaime Thomas: The next contest is scheduled for one fall, and is for the SCWF Superior World Tag Team Championship! [The lights go out except for the spot light on Jaime Thomas.] Jaime Thomas: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 534 lbs, they are Dioxide and Mephisto…. The Lotus Pod! [The crowd gets silent as the majority of them hold up their lighters so the flames combine for some kind of light as the Superior-Tron pops on and you see a camera picture fly through the foggiest scariest cemetery as a hand pops out from the graveyard then t he wicked beats of dead body man ruin the silence in the arena. Pyros explode all around the ramp, and the flames ignite on the ring as Dioxide and Mephisto both join each other on the ramp. Both men walk down to the ring as a team. Dioxide enters first and then sits in a corner, waiting. Mephisto takes the outside position, waiting.] Michaels: Dioxide and Mephisto looking to be all business today. Johnson: And doing what Danko and Devito won’t be doing. Entering as a Tag Team. Jaime Thomas: And their opponents, the SCWF Superior Tag Team Champions…introducing first, weighing in at 247 lbs, and hailing from Winona, Minnesota…he is “The Iliad” Ritchie Danko! [Click, Click, Boom by Saliva pounds through the PA as Danko and Holly step from the gorilla position to the stage staring over the audience. A single dark blue spotlight illuminates them and follows them down to the ring as Ritchie climbs through the ropes. ] Michaels: We’ll have Holly Danko and Frankie outside the ring. Hopefully Frankie keeps his hands to himself. Smith: I don’t know, other then Devito killing The Lotus Pod and not needing that coat tail rider, Ritchie Danko to do it. Now shush, while the real star of this match comes in. Jaime Thomas: And his…partner…From New York, New York, weighing in at 180 lbs…here is “The Wiseguy” Carmine Devito! [New York New York plays as Devito makes his way into the ring.] Michaels: This is going to be a good one. [Danko and Devito argue a bit, but in the end it’s Danko in the ring first against Dioxide. The Ref calls for the match to start and Danko rushes in at Dioxide. Danko whips him to the ropes and as he comes off, nails him with a superkick that knocks him down. Danko hits the ropes and spingboards back into a leg drop that looks to take the breath out of Dioxide. Danko goes for a cover, but the ref only gets a one count.] Michaels: Danko is ready to go tonight. That’s for sure. Smith: Yeah, but he’ll be out of gas for the main event if he does too much here. Johnson: Well an athlete is best if he warms up for a big competition. This might be what he actually needs to face Steve Bruce later. [Danko pulls Dioxide up and then grabs him in a waistlock. Danko pulls back and sends Dioxide sailing across the ring in a release style German suplex. Dioxide lands near his own corner and pops over for a quick tag on Mephisto. Danko goes for a tag, but Devito isn’t on the ring apron, he’s on the floor talking to Frankie.] Michaels: How is Devito going to save this match, if he’s not going to help out? He’s not even there for a tag. [Danko spins around, only to meet a running shoulder block from Mephisto. Mephisto holds onto Danko as they hit the turnbuckle and then pulls him out in a bear hug, spinning and turning it into a spin buster. Mephisto then gets up and hits the ropes. He comes off, going for a big leg drop, but Danko rolls out of the way. Danko heads for the outside and starts to argue with Devito about where he’s supposed to be. Frankie tells Danko to get into the ring and do his job.] Johnson: I can see this one going in a bad way here. Devito isn’t even wanting to get into the ring. Michaels: Well he hasn’t exactly won a match in a while where he had to wrestle. Smith: He has too. Michaels: Ahem. [Danko climbs back into the ring, and heads right for Mephisto. They clash together, and Danko wins the test. Danko swings Mephisto towards the ropes and then catches Mephisto as he comes off into a flap jack, landing across the ropes. Danko heads over to the corner and starts to try to tag Devito.] Smith: Don’t worry about Devito. Just wrestle the match. Michaels: Devito’s attitude could cost them this match. Smith: He’ll still save it. [Mephisto heads over and tags in Dioxide. Dioxide charges into Danko, but Danko sidesteps. Danko then hits the ropes and comes off with a high knee that hits Dioxide right in the chin. He grabs Dioxide before he hits the mat and takes him over in a armdrag. He then goes over to the turnbuckle again and starts to demand that Devito get onto the apron.] Michaels: Devito is having a detrimental effect on this match. [Danko hops up onto the turnbuckle and then comes off, nailing Dioxide with a headbut to the left shoulder. Danko tries for a pin. The ref counts….1…..2…kickout! Danko pulls Dioxide to his feet. Dioxide counters with kick to the midsection and then takes him down with a DDT. Both men come up and head for the ropes. Dioxide powers Danko down with a clothesline that almost flips him over. Dioxide heads for the turnbuckle.] Smith: Dioxide is getting an upper hand here. Come on Devito! [Dioxide climbs quickly, and then sets up. He comes off and nails Danko with a senton bomb. He hooks the leg and tries for a pin, but Devito pulls him off from the outside.] Smith: See, I told you he’d save it. [Mephisto comes around and nails Devito with a forearm smash, but backs off when Frankie steps in between them. Dioxide gets back into the ring, only to meet a series of jabs to the face. As Danko gets him reeling, Danko hits him with one last one that sends him to the ropes. Danko catches him as he comes off and picks him up for a side suplex. He drops down, turning to drop a leg across Dioxides chest too. Danko immediately gets up, looking over at the other side. Devito can be seen smiling at him.] Michaels: Something tells me that Devito is letting Danko do all the work to soften him up for Steve Bruce later on. [As Dioxide recovers, Mephisto runs in. He’s met by Danko’s foot to his midsection. Danko then pulls him in and double underhooks both arms. He pulls him up and drops him into a Tiger Driver ’91. Danko then gets up and looks at Devito outside again. Devito just smiles, and signals for him to finish them off. Danko suddenly cracks a smile of his own and hits the ropes on the other side.] Smith: What’s he doing? [As Dioxide and Mephisto come back up, Danko sprints across the ring and hits the ropes right above Carmine Devito. Danko executes a picture perfect running springboard crossbody on Carmine Devito.] Smith: What are you doing Danko? This is why you don’t deserve that title belt. Michaels: Looks like this team up is over. [Danko pulls Devito up and sets him up for the Final Blow. He nails it on the outside, and then catches Frankie with a superkick that sends him back. Danko grabs Devito and throws him into the ring. Right into the waiting area of Dioxide and Mephisto.] Johnson: Danko just terminated Devito’s contract. [Danko gives a form of vulgar salute to Devito as he stands on the ramp. Devito goes to get up, and is motioning for Frankie to do something. Frankie climbs up onto the apron, but the Referee starts to warn him. Danko runs back down and pulls Frankie off of the apron, dropping him chin first across it. Frankie falls to the ground, apparently unconscious.] Johnson: And there goes Frankie. [Dioxide walks up behind Devito and taps him on the shoulder. Devito goes to turn around, but gets a shin to the lower back instead. Dioxide hooks him up into an inverted facelock and pulls him over his shoulder, ending into a sitdown ace crusher. The Referee stops checking on Frankie as Dioxide tags to Mephisto. Mephisto comes in and pulsl Devito up and then places him onto the top turnbuckle. Mephisto climbs up and sets Devito up for a piledriver.] Johnson: Mephisto is going to hit it. Michaels: He’s going for the Paralyzation! [Dioxide comes over to the same corner and climbs up the turnbuckles, helping Mephisto pull Devito up. As the referee starts to count for being in the ropes, and doubleteaming, Mephisto comes off the ropes for the Paralyzation. Dioxide holds onto Devito’s legs, spiking the pildedriver!] Smith: NO!! [Devito falls to the mat. Dioxide rolls out of the ring before the Ref can hit the 5 count, and Mephisto goes for the pin. 1…..2……3….The Ref calls for the bell and the Tag Team Title Belts.] Jaime Thomas: Your winners, and NEW SCWF Superior Tag Team Champions……Dioxide and Mephisto…..The Lotus Pod!!! Michaels: They did it, they’re the world champs! Smith: Damnit! Johnson: That was an awesome tag team match. I cannot believe what we just witnessed. Well folks up next is an exciting match featuing two up and comes so lets got a video package of them. [Video Package of Justin Sane and Adam Fiore] Michaels: And now we get to see the sprouting of two careers here in the SCWF. Smith: Aaron ‘Gash’ Fiore has already picked up one win here, last week. And now Justin Sane is making his debut in the SCWF. Johnson” I’ve heard good things about both of these guys, In particular, Justin Sane. Smith: I lean towards Justin pulling this one out; he’s defiantly someone to watch here. Jaime Thomas: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, under normal wrestling match rules. [“There goes the fear” by The Doves begins to play over the sound system. The lights dim and the Superior-Tron lights up.] Jaime Thomas: Introducing first, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 250 lbs, here is Aaron ‘Gash’ Fiore! [The crowd then turn their attention to the entrance way as Gash walks out on stage he begins to walk down to the ring waving to then fans, and falls flat on his face. He then get back to his feet and continues towards the ring.] Smith: Look at him, how is he going to beat someone like Sane. He just fell on his face! Jaime Thomas: And his opponent. [The opening rifts to Marylin Manson’s ‘Scar’ begin to play.] Jaime Thomas: From Calgary, Alberta, Canada, weighing in at 242 lbs. Here is Justin Sane! [On the Superior-Tron, Justin Sane is seen putting the Sharpshooter on a tapping out opponent. Scar hits as Sane walks out to the top of the ramp. Sane stands still and glares into the ring. The Superior-Tron shows a waving Canadian flag. Then a spiraling red Maple Leaf. Justin Sane stands still, now looking at the floor a couple of feet in front of him. His fists clench and unclench slowly. Sweat beads off of his forehead. His arms drip a mixture of water and perspiration onto the ground. The Superior-Tron goes once again to Sane putting the Sharpshooter on another opponent, this one is laying unconscious as officials try to pull Sane off. The sound system booms "Scar, Scar can you feel my power, one shot and the world gets smaller. Scar, Scar can you feel my power, shoot here and the world gets smaller!" Sane takes off towards the ring in a dead sprint. He reaches the bottom of the ramp and jumps onto the apron. His feet land squarely as his chest bounces heavily off the outside of the ropes. His hands grip as he is thrust back the way he came. He leap frogs the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring staring into the crowd.] Johnson: A big entrance for Justin Sane. And we’re just three bell rings from starting this match. [The referee starts the match and both men meet in the middle of the ring. The two go for a collar and elbow lockup, but Justin Sane breaks the hold quickly, pulling Fiore into a short arm clothesline that takes him down. Sane quickly follows it up with a run to the ropes and an attempt at an elbow drop, but Fiore moves out of the way. Fiore springs up and heads for the ropes. He comes off and pays Justin Sane back with a clothesline of his own.] Michaels: Both men coming out here fighting. Smith: Come on Sane! [‘Gash’ quickly pulls Sane up and sets him up for a suplex. He nails it in the middle of the ring and goes for the first pin. The Referee gets 1…and a kickout by Sane. Before Fiore can even respond, Sane pulls an eye gouge that speeds Fiore up in getting out of the pin.] Smith: Yeah! Johnson: An a little underhanded tactics by Justin Sane there. [Sane comes to his feet, as Fiore is still holding one eye. He grabs him and then whips him to the ropes…dropkick and ‘Gash’ is on his back. Justin Sane pulls him back up and whips him to the ropes again. Sane looks to be going for a back body drop, but drops his head too quickly. Fiore stops cold and ddt’s Sane. He quickly heads for the ropes.] Michaels: A simple mistake by Justin Sane there. Smith: He’ll come back. [Fiore climbs to the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd. He looks back to check on Sane and then comes of fin a moonsault that barely misses as Justin Sane rolls out of the way. He jumps up to his feet and then drops down across Fiore’s lower back in an elbow. He straddles him and pulls him up, in a waistlock. Quickly he snaps Fiore back into a German Suplex, but while attempting a bridge, Fiore is able to get away.] Johnson: Sane building up the speed and momentum here. [Justin Sane grabs Fiore by the arm and whips him to the turnbuckles. He follows in with a back elbow. As Fiore reels from that, Justin Sane nails him with a chop that echoes through out the arena.] Smith: Oh, I can almost feel that out here. [Justin Sane starts to turn Fiore’s chest red as he continues to chop him. After the 5th one, the referee steps in and breaks it up. Justin Sane pushes the referee out of the way, but walks right into a superkick that about takes his head off. Instead of falling all the way down, Sane only drops to one knee. As Fiore comes close, Sane nails him with an uppercut to the lower regions. Using his body to block the view from the referee. Fiore falls back to the turnbuckle. Sane quickly grabs Fiore and whips him to the other side. Fiore hits that turnbuckle and comes off hard. Justin Sane hits the adjoining ropes and comes off and nails him with a dropkick to the back. Fiore drops to one knee and holds his back. Justin Sane comes over and pulls him up.] Smith: Justin Sane is smart. He’s working on that lower back, getting him setup for that Sharpshooter. [Justin Sane tries to kick Fiore in the midsection, but Fiore catches the foot. Sane hops on one leg and then nails Fiore with an insaguri that just about knocks Fiore out.] Johnson: The Insane Insaguri! [Justin Sane pulls up Fiore’s feet and sets him up for the sharpshooter. He sits down and attempts to lock it in.] Smith: The Sharpshooter! He’s got it locked. [Fiore starts to show signs of being locked in the hold. He starts to reach for the ropes, but can’t quite get it right now. The referee starts to ask Fiore if he gives up. He shakes his head no.] Michaels: He’s got it locked in. [Fiore struggles to reach the ropes. He pulls up into a sit-up position. He then reaches out and dives for the ropes, grabbing it. The motion pulls the hold a bit, but Justin Sane cinches it back down. The Referee tells Sane to stop it. Sane lets go, and starts to motion like he won the match.] Michaels: He didn’t win. Fiore is getting up. [Fiore comes to his feet. Justin Sane and the Referee are arguing. Fiore reaches down and grabs Sane into a schoolboy roll up. The Referee drops down to count…1…2…3. Justin Sane’s shoulder comes up just as the third slap hits the mat. The Ref calls for the bell.] Smith: He kicked out! Michaels: Apparently a millisecond too late. The ref is calling this one for Fiore! Jaime Thomas: The winner of this match, by pinfall…. Aaron ‘Gash’ Fiore! Johnson: A close one. That could have gone either way. But with a schoolboy rollup. A surprise for Sane, that’s for sure. Smith: Sane can’t stand around and take this! Michaels: Well, maybe we haven’t seen the last of this one. [The scene goes backstage where we see Vegita lying on the ground. He seems to be out cold. There is a puddle of blood all around.] Michaels: Oh my god! Vegita has been attacked backstage! Johnson: What does this mean for our next match? Smith: The chick is going to get her ass whooped! That is what it means. [Doctors rush into the scene and begin to examine Vegita. Athena also shows up and she seems worried about what is happening to her tag team partner. Just then Kracken comes walking by smiling. In his hand is a blood stained tire iron. Athena looks up and notices Kracken. Athena becomes filled with rage. She charges at Kracken and spears him into the wall. Kracken drops the tire iron. Athena picks it up and nails Kracken in the rib cage with it.] Smith: Kracken the ribs.. Johnson: Do you actually think you are funny? [Athena spins kicks Kracken up side the head, knocking him off his feet. Jhon V then comes into the picture. He nails Athena from behind with an elbow. Jhon V throws a punch but Athena blocks it. She delivers a blow of her own. He continues nailing him in the head with some punches. Absolut Ninja comes up behind her and blasts her with a steel chair. Athena hits the ground hard.] Michaels: It is a three on one attack for god sake. Johnson: No person can with stand this kind of abuse. [Jhon V pulls Athena up to her feet and whips her back towards Absolut Ninja. He swings for the fences with the steel chair across Athena's face. Athena seems to be out cold. Referee's and doctors are trying to stop this beating but the three men cannot be stopped. Kracken gets back to his feet and begins to stomp away on the back of Athena. Absolut instructs Jhon to pick her back up. Jhon pulls Athena back up and picks her up in a fireman's carry. All three men with Athena on the shoulders of Jhon V begin to walk away.] Michaels: What in the hell is going on here? Where are they taking her? Johnson: What are they going to do to her? Smith: You want this off the top off my head or can I have a few minutes to jot down some ideas? [All of the sudden Kracken, Absolut Ninja, and Jhon V appear on the entrance way. Jhon V still has Athena. They walk towards the ring. A referee runs out behind them. Finally they reach the ring and Jhon V sets Athena on the mat. Absolut Ninja grabs the ref and throws him into the ring too. Kracken stays outside the ring with a huge smile across his face. Absolut Ninja instructs the ref to ring the bell but the ref refuses to. Absolut threatens the by grabbing his shirt and pretending as if he was going to punch him in the face. The ref tells the time keeper to ring the bell and he does so.] Johnson: You are kidding me right? Michaels: This is the match? Smith: And a five star classic we have on our hands if I do say so myself. [Jhon V rolls over Athena and covers her. The ref gets down to the make the count. He is reluctant but Absolut once again threatens him.] Johnson: This is a bunch of crap. It is outlandish. Michaels: 1...2... kick up by Athena! Smith: What in the hell? Johnson: I can not believe it. [Jhon V can not believe it. He punches Athena in the head a couple of times and then covers her once again.] Michaels: 1...2.. kick up once more! Johnson: Look at the fight in Athena! Smith: She is stupid! [Jhon V looks frustrated as he pulls Athena back up to her feet. Jhon V whips her into the ropes and goes for a clothesline. She ducks under and charges off the other side ropes. Athena comes flying off the ropes with a spinning heel kick that knocks Jhon V down. Absolut charges in at her and Athena drop toe holds him down to the mat. Kracken hops up on the apron but Athena sees him right away. She dropkicks him off the apron. Absolut Ninja is back to his feet and Athena charges at him. Absolut ducks down for a backbody drop. Athena stops short and delivers a DDT to the ducking Absolut Ninja.] Johnson: She is a house of fire isn't she? Michaels: Where is she getting all of this energy from? Smith: Crack probably. [Jhon V is back up and Athena grabs him in a side headlock. She charges into the corner and uses the middle turnbuckle as a springboard. She spins around back towards the middle of the ring while still holding Jhon in a head lock. She smashes Jhon's head into the mat with a tornado bulldog. Athena points to the top rope and begins to climb up top.] Johnson: high Risk move coming up. Michaels: If she misses I think the match could be over. [Athena reaches the top rope. She is just about to leap off on to Jhon V when Absolut Ninja gets back to his feet. He starts running at Athena, apparently trying to knock her off the ropes. She leaps off catching him with a leg scissors. She turns it into a huricanrana on Absolut Ninja. The momentum flings Absolut out of the ring leaving just Athena and Jhon. Athena pulls Jhon V up to his feet and delivers a perfect snap suplex. She keeps a hold of his neck though. She rolls him over while keeping her grasp. She gets Jhon back to his feet and delivers another snap suplex. She does the same thing and delivers a third snap suplex!] Johnson: Rolling snap suplexes from Athena! Michaels: Never seen that before. Smith: Damn she is a strong woman. [Athena climbs back up to top turnbuckle. She leaps off and connects with a Flying Death Splash. Athena covers Jhon V.] Johnson: That could be it! Michaels: 1...2.. Smith: Almost.. [At the last possible second Absolut Ninja reaches into the ring and grabs Athena's leg, pulling her off of Jhon V. Absolut slides back into the ring. He goes to body slam Athena but she rolls him up into a small package.] Johnson: Small Package! Michaels: 1...2.. kick out by Absolut Ninja! Smith: Damn she is getting lucky. [Athena runs off the ropes but Kracken grabs her leg tripping her up. She pops back up to her feet and turns her attention to Kracken. Absolut Ninja comes up from behind Athena while she is turned around. He grabs the back of her neck and connects with a reverse neck breaker. Absolut hurries up to the top rope. He singals to the crowd by spinning his hands while perched up on the top rope. Absolut leaps off the top going for a 450 splash. Athena gets her knee's up and Absolut comes crashing down on her knee's.] Johnson: high risk move fails for Absolut. Michaels: Time for Athena to capitalize here. [Athena gets up to her feet and goes to the corner waiting for Absolut to get back to is feet.] Michaels: Is she going for her spear move? Johnson: Spookshow Spear Michaels: Yeah [Absolut Finally reaches his feet and turns around. Athena charges in going for the spear. At the last possible second Kracken pulls Absolut out of the way from outside the ring. Athena goes flying into the corner smashing her head on the middle turnbuckle. Absolut Ninja pulls Athena up to her feet and whips her over into a big boot from Jhon V.] Smith: He shoots and scores the GOAL! [Absolut Ninja climbs up to the top rope. He leaps off and connects with a swanton bomb on the already laid out Athena. Absolut Ninja wraps up her leg for the cover.] Smith: That has to be it. Michaels: 1...2...3!!! Johnson: There is only so much one person can take. Smith: you mean one woman right? Johnson: That is not what I said. Smith: Yeah ok I got ya! Johnson: Shut Up! Jamie Thomas: This next match is a scaffold match! On his way to the ring, weighing in at 6’5”, 245 pounds, from Edmonton, Alberta, Canada .. Syxx Figures!! [Heavy midnight blue fog fills the arena as strobe lights, lightening lights, and spot lights flare into the arena in such an evil way as "Turn The Page" by Metallica hits, the boo's immediately start pelting Syxx Figures as he steps up on the ramp, he walks through the Pyro which is Slicing the air with sharp, quick, explosions. Syxx power walks his way to the ring, ignoring the boos and the objects being thrown to his feet. He stops at the end of the ramp, checks behind him, glares at the crowd, making them furnish even more heat, which he still ignores, he steps on the steps, climbs the stairs, and between the ropes and goes to his corner.] Michaels: He’s a mighty tough man. Smith: Yeah, he knows how to wrestle, but Butcher is just scary! Jamie Thomas: And his opponent, weighing in at 7’, 400 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois .. Don “The Butcher” Calzone!! ["I stand alone" By godsmack hits the speakers as "The butcher" Steps out onto the ramp way. He is wearing a gold chain around his neck a surgeons uniform under a kitchen apron that is blood stained. He pulls a knife out of his shirt pocket and cuts his forehead where it bleeds. He starts banging his head on the ring post and stands at one corner.] Smith: What a freak!! Michaels: He’s just trying to scare Syxx. Johnson: No, he’s a freak! [The bell rings and the match is underway. The ref tells the rules to the two big men, he leads them to the outside of the ring. Calzone quick to capitalize on Syxx who was mouthing an old lady in the front row with a shot to the back of the head, Syxx stunned falls to a knee and turns around.] Smith: Ladies and gentlemen, to remind you what’s going on, this is a scaffold match, the winner must get his opponent up the ladder, onto the scaffold and knock them through the table’s sitting in the ring. [Syxx jumps into the crowd trying to escape Calzone, who is in hot pursuit. Punches are being thrown by Calzone, landing in the upper back area of Syxx. Syxx falls to the ground face first, he turns around and gives a humongous kick to the groin section. Syxx jumps up and runs to the back, after recuperating, Calzone is told by the fans were he went, so he followed, Syxx was waiting with a chair, Syxx gives a hell of a stiff chair shot to the head of Calzone, not fazing him a bit, Calzone shakes it off, another, and another, till the chair is useless, Syxx continues to run. He jumps over the concession stand in the back, and starts to squirt Calzone with the soda pop dispensers, Calzone takes a drink, and chases Syxx.] Michaels: This is great! I love it! Smith: It has food in it, of course you would love it. [ Syxx catches Calzone off guard with a flurry of punches, Syxx capitalizes with a couple of kicks to the midsection, and he’s off again, around a limo, were he opens up and gets his briefcase, he nails Calzone in the back with the briefcase. DDT by Syxx, followed by an elbow drop, Syxx stands up and boasts as Calzone gets up slowly, he grabs Syxx from behind and executes an atomic drop, Syxx turns around and is caught with a big boot.] Michaels: Big Boot! Big Boot! Syxx is down! Oh my god! Smith: I havn’t seen anything like that! Not that forceful! Johnson: It was nicely executed! A lot of power behind it! [He picks up Syxx, and walks to an autograph table, were he sets up Syxx for a Powerbomb. Syxx locks his arms around Calzone’s leg, and doesn’t let go, preventing the powerbomb, stiff forearm shots by Calzone, stunning Syxx, after giving up on the powerbomb, he grabs Syxx and chokeslams him through the table!] Michaels: Wow!! Syxx has to be done for!! Smith: I hate to agree with you, because you are a nerd, and I’m popular! But it was devastating! Johnson: That it was my friend. Smith: I work with you, I didn’t say a damn thing about being friends! [Calzone grabs Syxx and heads towards the entrance, he climbs a ladder with Syxx dragging behind, Syxx to weak to successfully fight back, he reaches the top of the set of “Anarchy”, were he notices the Scaffold over the ring is connected to the scaffold over the set. He walks on the scaffold, and Syxx retaliates with a low blow! Calzone whimpering in pain. Syxx sets Calzone up in a corner of the scaffold and steps back and hits a running superkick on Calzone!] Smith: That was the Pay up! Michaels: On the scaffold itself!! Johnson: Highly dangerous move, executed to perfection! [Calzone and Syxx are both down, Calzone, from a devastating maneuver, and Syxx, from an offensive flurry early on by Calzone. ............ Seconds go by as Calzone rises first, but is met by an elbow from Syxx. Syxx retaliates by grabbing Calzone and pulling him in for a piledriver, but it is reversed into a back body drop. Syxx hitting the ground hard! Calzone with stomps to the head and chest of Syxx, he fights his way back up and gets a sudden urge and spears Calzone, both down again. They both start to crawl to the section over the ring, were they both stand, and lean against the edge, wobbling back and forth.] Michaels: This is so close! One false move and they’re both goners! Johnson: My Gracious! How daring is this!? Smith: [yawn] I hope they both fall, for being so stupid! [Syxx reaches for Calzone, and slaps him, receiving heat from the crowd, he spits on Calzone. He gives Calzone a gut shot, but it didn‘t faze him, Calzone gives a low blow to Syxx, Syxx bending over, Calzone calls for the Final Cut! The crowd goes Crazy! He sets him up, but it‘s blocked! Syxx fights out .. but is punched in the face by Calzone. Syxx is almost off the scaffold!] Smith: A clothesline would knock him off!! Michaels: A big boot could do it too! Johnson: A light punch would also get the job done! [Calzone steps back, smile on his face, and gives a running big boot to Syxx, Syxx up ... and over the scaffold!] Smith: It’s over!! Calzone won it!! Michaels: No Wait! Syxx is holding on to the rope that’s holding them together!! Johnson: How close was that! [The “Butcher”, not knowing Syxx is still up, starts to walk away! Syxx fights his way back up and hits Calzone in the back of the head, Calzone rocks and is hanging on barely! Syxx grabs Calzones knife, and aims it at Calzone, he goes to throw the knife, and Calzone, quick to dodge, moves out of the way of the knife, that Syxx never really threw, Calzone stumbles and almost falls. Syxx hits the Cashin’ In’! Calzone is now unconscious, Syxx struggles to pick up Calzone, when he succeeds he sets him up, and gives him a dropkick, over the scaffold, down 50 feet, and through the tables go Calzone. Syxx collapses.] Smith: He did it! Syxx got the victory!! Michaels: He looks winded! Johnson: He’s bloody as hell, too! Jamie Thomas: Your winner of the Scaffold match, Syxx Figures!!! Michaels: Lets go backstage. [The scene cuts into an office setting. The door swings open and in walks Devon James. He takes a seat behind the desk in the big overstuffed cushy chair. Devon's too big security guard from earlier in the program walks in behind him.] Devon James: Great job out there guys. Excellent stuff. Eklipse and Sven, you two guys make me proud. I never seen such an ass whooping delivered before in my life. Now do me a favor guys. Sven: Yeah boss? Devon James: Go and get me the man of the night. Eklipse: Sure thing boss. [The two men walk out of the room. Devon James starts shuffling some papers around looking like he is actually doing something productive as their is a knock at the door.] Devon James: Come In. [The door swings open and in walks Aaron Fiore. Devon James gets a serious look across his face as he tells Gash to take a seat. Aaron sits down in the chair directly across from Devon's desk.] Aaron Fiore: So what is this all about? Devon James: Well if you have not heard I am in charge now. Aaron Fiore: Yeah I saw that earlier. Devon James: In one of his last acts as CEO Stevens made the Tommy Roberts and Bryan Stevens match a number one contender match for the TV title. Aaron Fiore: Yeah what does that have to do with me. Devon James: Patience my friend. I am getting to it. I am not in agreement with Stevens opinion that those two men should be fighting for the TV title shot. I feel a different way. I feel that you are the man that should be fighting for this. Aaron Fiore: Really? Devon James: Yes! So I am changing things around. SCWF will be ran my way for now on. So next week I am putting you in a three way dance on Shocker. You will take on the winner of Tommy Roberts and Bryan Smith and also the winner of the TV title match tonight. Does this sound good to you? Aaron Fiore: Sounds Great. Devon James: Thats what I thought. Now go out and celebrate your victory. Aaron Fiore: Alright later. [Aaron Fiore stands up out of his chair and shakes Devon James hands. Aaron Fiore leaves the room and shuts the door behind him. The scene fades out of the office.] Michaels: I wonder what that was all about? Who knows what Devon is up to but now, the Number One Contendership for the TV title is up next! Let's go to Jamie Thomas, who is in the ring! Jamie Thomas: The following contest is for the number one contendership for the SCWF TV title. Making his way to the ring, from Layfayette, Louisiana, weighing 234 pounds--"THE SENSATIONAL" TOMMY ROBERTS Lights dim, and white/grey lights start flashing as you hear Big Tymers - Still Fly blares over the speakers. 3 sets of pyros go off and then you see Tommy Roberts walk out. Walks and poses in the ring on the 2 diagonal ring posts with one arm up. Jamie Thomas: And his opponent, from Roseville, Michigan, weighing 230 pounds--"THE WIZARD" BRYAN SMITH! ["The Wizard" Bryan Smith is walking in the backstage arena towards the entrance as the lights fade out, and spot lights start going around threw out the crowd.) Uh uh uh I just gotta bring it to they attention dirty That's all.... (Bryan comes out from the back wearing cut of jean shorts with a wifebeater on, he has a chain on with a cross on it, and a North Carolina hat kicked to the right.) You better watch who you talking bout Runnin your mouth Like you know me You gonn fuck around and check Why they surely They call me "show me" Why one-on-one you can't hold me If your last name was Haynes Only way you wear me out Is stretch my name on your pen No resident of France But you swear I'm from Paris 106 Karats Told em "Naw that's pure rich" Trying to compurr (compare) this My chain to your chain I'm like sprint and Motorola No service, out of your range Your out of your brains Thinking I'ma shout out your name You gotta come up with better ways Than that To catch your fame Only pressure you applying Is time to ease off Before I hit you from the blind side Taking your sleeves off As much as we's lost Still hard to please boss Don't be lying And crying Sucking the bezel loss Cause your Ass is wack Your whole Lable is wack And matter fact Eh eh eh eh eh hear that (The Wizard slowly starts making his way, as he looks out in the crowd, you can barely hear them chanting Wizard! Wizard! Wizard cause of the music is playing so loud.) [Chorus] I-Am-number one No matter if you like it Ready take this sit down and write it I-Am-number one Hey hey hey hey hey hey Now let me ask you man... What does it take to be number one? Two is not a winner And 3 nobody remembers (hey) What does it take to be number one? Hey hey hey hey Do you like it when I shake it for ya? Daddy? Move it all around? Let you get a peep before it touches the ground? (Bryan is halfway down the ramp, he takes his hat off and he throws it into the crowd.) [Nelly] Hell yeah Ma I'm in a girl that's willing to learn Willing to get in the driver's seat Willing to turn And not concerned about that He say, she say, did he say, what I think he said? Squash that He probably got that off E-bay Or some Internet access Some website chat line Mad cause I got mine Ooh don't wind up on the flatline Oh if my uncle could see me know If he could see how many rappers wanna be me now Straight emulating my style Right to the "down down" Can he bout to score now Better wait till they calm down I got hella shorty's Coming askin me "Yo where the party?" Oh lordy till I continue to act naughty Mixing cris at the party Got me banging fo sho I'm not a man of many words But there's one thing I know Pimp- ("The Wizard" Bryan Smith finally gets to the ring and climbs in it, he takes off his chain and hands it to the referre, who hands it to the time keeper.) [Chorus] Hey yo I'm tired of people judging what's real Hip-Hop Half the time you be them niggas who's fuckin album flop (You know) Boat done sank and it aint left the dock (Cmon!) Mad cause I'm hot (He just) Mad cause he not You aint gotta gimme my props Just gimme the yachts Gimme my rocks Keep my fans coming in flocks Till you top the Superbowl Keep your mouth on lock Shhhhh I'm awake ha ha I'm cocky on the mic But I'm humble in real life Taking nothing for granted Blessing errthing on my life Trying to see a new light At the top of the roof Baby aint not single But I speak the truth I heat the booth Nelly acting so uncouth Top down shirt off in the coupe Spreadin the loot With my family and friends And my Closest to kin And I Do it again If it means I'ma win Dirty I am (Before the music fades, Bryan gets on the upper right corner and puts his arms in the air til the music goes off and he then gets down.) [(Chorus) - repeat until fade] [Jamie Thomas leaves the ring while the cage above the ring comes down. The fans cheer as the cage comes down. The cage is set and the bell rings.] Michaels: This is gonna be a real barn-burner of a match. Smith: I have to agree with you, Michaels. I feel that the Sensational One will become the number one contender for the TV title. [Both men circle the ring and they lock up in the middle of the ring. Roberts hooks Smith in a Head Lock and sends him to the mat with a Head Lock Takedown. There is a mixed reaction from the fans. "The Wizard" breaks free from the Head Lock and gets to his feet, Tommy is sure to follow. They lock up again and Tommy whips Smith into the ropes. Tommy catches Bryan Smith with a Spine Buster. The fans give out a mixed reaction. Roberts pins Smith. 1...2...--kick-out by Smith.] Michaels: What a Spine Buster by Tommy Roberts! Smith: A "sensational" Spine Buster, Derek. Michaels: ...Smart-ass. [Smith is still on his back on the mat. Tommy sees the opportunity and goes over to a corner. He climbs up the top turnbuckle. He does a 5-Star Frog Splash and misses Bryan Smith as he moves out of the way! Tommy lands hard front-first, bouncing a good half a foot off the mat and lands again. Tommy is rolling around in pain, holding his ribs. He coughs up some blood.] Michaels: Looks like he could have hurt his ribs there on that missed 5-Star. He's coughing up blood! Oh, my God! He must have internal injuries. [Smith gets up and sees Tommy Roberts in a weakened state. He walks over to Roberts and starts stomping on Roberts' injured ribs! The fans boo at Bryan Smith!] Michaels: The fans are booing at Smith! Smith: I love this! A Face that is actually being booed! [Smith stops stomping on Roberts' ribs and looks at the fans. Scorn and anger mutates his face. He starts jaw-jacking with the fans.] Michaels: Bryan Smith has changed! Smith: A change for the better, Derek! [Bryan Smith picks up Tommy Roberts and throws him face-first into a side of the cage! Tommy drops to the mat. Smith picks up Tommy and throws him face-first into another side of the cage!] Michaels: "The Wizard" has snapped~! Snapped, I say~! Smith: Doesn't it feel good to rip off PCW? Michaels: It sure does! [Tommy falls lifeless to the mat. Smith pins Roberts. 1...2...thr--kick-out by Roberts.] Michaels: Roberts still has life in him! I don't believe it! Smith: I don't believe it, neither! [Smith gets frustrated with Roberts. He decides to climb up to the top of the cage. He is on one of the corners of the cage. He looks down at the floor and down at Roberts. He smiles and does the Wizardton Bomb and misses~! Roberts moved out of the way! Smith is holding his back in pain. Roberts slowly gets to his feet while Smith can barely move on the mat.] Michaels: GOOD GOD! HE MISSED THE WIZARDTON BOMB~! HIS BACK MUST BE BROKEN AFTER FALLING 15 FEET IN THE AIR~! Smith: w00t~! Michaels: *Looking at Smith, wondering what the hell he just said* [Roberts walks over, holding his ribs, towards Smith. There is a look of illness on Roberts' face. All of a sudden, Roberts spews blood on Smith!] Michaels: Oh, my God! He spewed blood on Smith! What a mess! Smith: *Smith falls backward out of his chair, laughing uncontrollably* [Roberts regains his composure and picks up Smith. He Power Bombs him in the middle of the mat. He pins Smith. 1...2...thr--kick-out by Smith.] Michaels: A great Power Bomb by Roberts and Smith is still on the floor laughing his ass off. [Roberts picks up Smith and throws him hard into the side of the cage face-first. The fans cheer for Roberts. He takes Smith's face and grinds it against the cage like cheese grater. Smith's head and face is ripped open, bleeding!] Michaels: Smith's bleeding! That cheese grater affect has his head and face bleeding! Smith: *Smith regains his composure and sits back in his chair* What did I miss? [Roberts and Smith get to their feet. Roberts pops Smith in the face with the Sensational Kick!] Michaels & Smith: SENSATIONAL KICK! [When he hits the Sensational Kick, both men fall to the ground. Smith is out cold while Roberts is moving a little on the mat. He starts crawling towards the door. The ref outside of the ring opens the door. He crawls out of the cage and on to the floor. The bell rings and Jamie announces the winner.] Jamie Thomas: The winner and the number one contender for the SCWF TV title--TOMMY ROBERTS! ["Still Fly" by Big Tymers plays as the referees help Tommy Roberts out of the arena.] Johnson: As good of a match as that was we just can not stop there. Coming up right now is the Insanity Title match. Jamie Thomas:Making his way to the ring in this three way Insanity Title Match, first, from New York City, New York, weighing in at 210 pounds, Killer Instinct!!!!!! [ Comes out with his Leather jacket and has his manager/girlfriend Infidelity by his side. Upon entering the ring, Infidelity removes KI's jacket.He stands in the middle of the ring motionless for a moment, then raises his arms at the same moment the lights go out and a spotlight hits him. ] Jamie Thomas: Weighing in at 245 pounds, from Nashville....SKEEVE! [ The lights go completely out and a strobe light flashes on the entrance as Crawling in the Dark by Hoobastank pumps into the building. The lights come back on but Skeeve is no where to be found. A referee comes running down to the ring and tells Jamie THomas something.] Jamie Thomas: I have just been informed that this is no longer a three way dance. Skeeve has left the building. I repeat Skeeve has left the building. Moving on Now introducing the SCWF Insanity Champions! Hailing from Dublin, Republic of Ireland, weighing in at 265 pounds, "The Irish Bastard" Sean McClancy! [ POD's "School of hard knocks" starts playing over the loudspeakers. McClancy, walks towards the ring and stops about half way down to the ring to steal a beer from a fan. he slams the beer down and hands the empty can back to the fan. He Finishs his trip to the ring and takes his shirt off as he get ready for his opponent.... ] Michaels: Folks, it is now time for the Insanity Title Match! Smith: I tell you what, Killer Instinct is my pick to win it! Michaels: McClancy will be hard to beat, but all three men have a chance of walking out of here champion. [ Killer Instinct pulls out a stop sign from the crowd. He tosses it in the ring, followed by a hose and a broom. Fey jumps on the situation grabbing the stop sign. Sean McClancy jumps out of the ring. Fey is watching Sean McClancy as Killer Instinct comes from behind and hits Fey right over the head with a broomstick. Killer Instinct picks up Fey and delivers a ddt. Sean McClancy rolls into the ring and jumps on Killer Instinct. McClancy sends Killer Instinct into the turnbuckle. He then grabs a trashcan lid that he had pulled out from under the ring. He runs into the corner and swings the trashcan lid at Killer Instinct, but Killer Instinct moves, turns around, and kicks it back in the face on McClancy.] Michaels: Killer Instinct caught McClancy right in the face! Smith: Some one get Bertha out of the damn ring! Johnson: Skeeve and Killer Instinct have been at each others throat for a few weeks now, it would of been interesting if one of those men won! [ McClancy walks over towards Killer Instinct and gets caught by a knee to the chest. Killer Instinct then flips McClancy over the ropes to the outside. McClancy is beginning to get up. Killer Instinct flips over the ropes and heads to the steel steps and picks them up. He proceeds to slam the steel steps into the leg of McClancy. Fey gets back into the action as Killer Instinct assults McClancy with the steel steps. McClancy pulls out a toolbox on the side of the entrance ramp. He puts a hammer in his trunks along with a screwdriver. He picks up the toolbox and walks over to Killer Instinct. He looks at him and flinches, then proceeds to bust open Killer Instict's head with the toolbox! ] Smith: Haha! Hey KI how that blood taste? Johnson: Man that is sick! Michaels: KI getting his fair share of a beating here. [From the top of the entrance Skeeve emergess. Dressed still in his street clothes. Grasped tightly in his right hand is the Singapore cane brabwire twisted around the shaft. Skeeve runs to the ring his face, all business and anger twisted in a collage of emmotions. He slides underneath the rope. Killer Instinct and Sean McClancy still unaware of the presense of Skeeve. Skeeve move to where the two are having their match and moves between them. The match comes crashing to a halt. Skeeve looks intently toward each man first to Killer Instinct then back to Sean McClancy. As Skeeve is looking at McClancy. He turns and places a blow with the cane onto the skull of KI a spike from the barbwire tearing flesh bringing the liquid of life to the surface. He continues in the same motion, that brought KI to the ground under his thunderous blow, to bring the cane to bear on Sean McClancy cracking his skull with the same result, a rip of the flesh and red blood oozing from the gash. Skeeve turn around as the Ref begins to protest the actions of this angry man. Skeeve turn and levels one last blow directly to the forehead of the unsuspecting official.] Smith: Skeeve decided to show! Michaels: Oh my and what an ass whooping he layed on them! Johnson: Damn! [ Skeeve celebrate withe crowd long enough that both men slowly crawl back to their feet. McClancy turns to Killer Instinct and pulls the hammer out quickly and hits him in the gut. Killer Instinct drops from the sudden impact. He then pulls out the screwdriver and busts Killer Instinct in the head causing him to bleed. Skeeve is begging to move now as McClancy stands over the fallen Killer Instinct. He drops in for a cover on Killer Instinct......1......2.....and Killer Instinct gets his shoulder up. Skeeve is now back on his feet bleeding down his face. He grabs McClancy and gets him in a choke hold. He then moves up the rampway and just drops him into a sit down bomb on the entrance way. Killer Instinct is up and grabs a steel chair from under the ring. Skeeve stomps away at McClancy and heads back down the ramp :WHACK: Killer Instinct cleans Skeeves clock with a thunderous shot! ] Smith: Killer Instinct is a man! I told you he is going to win. Michaels: The match isn't over yet! Smith: Shut up punk! Johnson: Guys please, not already. [ Sean McClancy is back up as he notices KI dropping the chair. He runs toward Killer Instict and knocks him into the ring post. Killer Instinct falls as McClancy picks him up and delivers a Tiger Driver. He falls in for a cover.....1......2... and Skeeve pushes McClancy off of Skeeve. McClancy jumps up and walks towards Skeeve. They make their way to the announce table area. Skeeve picks up the ring bell and calls McClancy out. McClancy moves towards him and he swings, but misses. McClancy kicks the ring bell out of hand and delivers a ddt right outside the ring area. He then walks to the announce table and clears it off. He sets Skeeve into a powerbomb position. Killer Instinct is up and now in the ring. He jumps on the top rope and proceeds to hit a huge dropkick to McClancy, saving Skeeve from the powerbomb through the table. McClancy flipped over the table and is laying on a chair behing the announce table. Killer Instinct stands on the guardrail and jumps right on McClancy breaking the chairs and knocking McClancy out. ] Michaels: Some amazing high flying moves from Killer Instinct here! Smith: Now look who is jumping on the K.I. train! Johnson: Killer Instinct definetly wants the Insanity Title. [ Killer Instinct walks back towards Skeeve. Skeeve is now on the top turnbuckle and delivers a crossbody drop to Killer Instinct near ringside. He covers Killer Instinct for.....1.....2......thr and Killer Instinct justs gets out if the pin. McClancy is now regaining concious behind the announce table. Skeeve looks under the ring and pulls out a spare ringpost! The fans get really excited as he drops the ringpost on the leg of Killer Instinct! Killer Instinct holds his knee in pain. "The Irish Bastard" Sean McClancy is back up now as he walks over to Skeeve. Skeeve jumps back in the ring as McClancy notices Killer Instinct getting up. McClancy kicks Killer Instinct to keep him down. McClancy then picks up Killer Instinct and begins walking up the rampway. Skeeve looks confused as Sean McClancy continues to punch and kick Killer Instinct all the way up the stage. The camera cuts to backstage as Killer Instinct tries to fight back. Killer Instinct rakes the eyes of Sean McClancy! Killer Instinct continues to throw McClancy right through a crowd of people near a concession stand. ] Smith: Skeeve is a dumbass! He can't win the match in the ring. Johnson: Yeah get back there Skeeve! Michaels: There he goes! [ Skeeve begins to make his way backstage as we go back to the backstage area. Killer Instict grabs a bottle of ketchup and smashes it over his head! He then proceeds to grab some nachos and eat a few. He jumps behind the corner and pours some hot chili in a plate. He proceeds to jump the counter and circle around the fallen McClancy. Suddenly, he is blindsided from a spear from Skeeve! Skeeve knocks the chili right onto to Killer Instinct burning his skin. Skeeve bands Killer Instincts head into the concrete floor. McClancy is now getting up as Skeeve rolls into the cover......1.....2.... and McClancy saves his Insanity Title by breaking up the count! McClancy then pulls Skeeve off of Killer Instinct and swings him into a steel door. He proceeds to cover Killer Instinct....1.....2....and Killer Instinct gets a shoulder up. Sean McClancy picks up Killer Instinct and swings him into a steel door right beside Skeeve. ] Michaels: The crowd is now going crazy for the Insanity Champion. Smith: The crowd means nothing! The crowd doesn't play a factor in anything. Johnson: Whatever you think! I think the crowd can play a big part. [ McClancy walks over and opens the door and throws Skeeve outside the arena. He comes back in and singles out Killer Instinct. McClancy throws Killer Instinct into a pile of boxes. The boxes tumble over Killer Instinct. Skeeve is banging on the door to get back in. McClancy sets up two tables and picks up Killer Instinct form the pile of boxes. He then sets up Killer Instinct from the boxes and puts him into a powerbomb position. He then hits the powerbomb to Killer Instinct through one of the tables. The referee is in for the cover....1.....2.....3! ] Michaels: McClancy retains the Insanity Title! Smith: This is bullshit! Johnson: Wait look out here! [ Syxx Figures is seen coming from behind and grabbing Sean McClancy. He hits McClancy with a steel chair and takes him out. Syxx Figures raises his arm in the air as suddenly Skeeve jumps him from behind. Skeeve has a belt as he wraps it around the neck of Syxx Figures and chokes him out. The referees run to the aid of Syxx Figures as Skeeve tosses Syxx into a concrete wall with the belt still wrapped around his neck. More referees come out to aid Syxx from the attack. Skeeve walks off pissed off! ] Michaels: Oh my god! Syxx attacked Sean McClancy, but Skeeve came back on a rampage! Smith: Damn, I didn't know Skeeve had it in him! Johnson: Folks this has gotten really ugly! [Fey helps McClancy back up to his feet as they walk back through the arena. Fey and Sean McClancy come back into the ring where they begin to celebrate.] Michaels: McClancy picks up another win! Smith: Can someone beat this guy? [In the ring, McClancy signals that he wants a microphone.] Johnson: We're about the hear from the champion! [McClancy gets the mic and walks to the center of the ring. Fey climbs into the ring and hands him his title. He throws it over his shoulder for a second, then suddenly hands her the mic and moves the title so it's going around his waist. He then takes the mic and begins.] McClancy: Now, lookey wha' we 'ave 'ere. Why, it's still YER Insanity Champion. Na' like it' was gonna change now was it? Another graduate of the school of 'ard knocks, riogh? Well, let's jus' face it. "The Irish Bastard" Sean McClancy is the best there is aroun' 'ere. I'm still undefeated, I've still NEVER been pinned fer the title, er otherwise....never. Michaels: That's true. He's got a spotless record so far. Smith: Big deal. Michaels: Should I mention that to him? Maybe get him to come down here? Johnson: No. Pay attention to him in the ring. McClancy: Now, I believe when I was dealin' with Krak-ead, I 'ad asked fer a worthy opponent. Bu' it looks like the SCWF jus' can'na produce. So I remain, an' will remain yer Insanity Champion. There's jus' no one good enough t' take it from me. ["Turn the Page" from Metallica begins to play, the music of Syxx Figures... the crowd has a terribly negative response to this.] Smith: What does Syxx want? He shouldn’t be here! Johnson: He came to get him some more of McClancy! Michaels: Haven’t you paid attention to him?! He wants that title in that mans hand! Smith: Oh, of course I pay attention to them! [There stands McClancy, with the insanity title and a mic, standing over the fallen Killer Instinct, Syxx’s music is still playing as McClancy looks for Syxx, he gives up and continues to flaunt some more, McClancy stands and boasts again with the insanity title, he walks to the turnbuckle and raises his arm, then Syxx rises through the stage, sitting at a desk on the very top, he is on a cellular phone, talking, laughing, he is typing on a laptop notebook, the cameraman walks up on Syxx as he hangs up the cellular phone, the crowd pelts him with a wave of boos as his music tries to drown them out. He picks up the microphone and starts to speak, but he then stands up and grabs a briefcase, he sets it down and opens it up, sitting there inside, is pure money. He speaks: ] Smith: That is a lot of money! I want! I want! The crowd really loves this man! Listen! Michaels: That’s called a boo, meaning, Boo!! And we all want that! Smith: Aww, Look! They are even throwing him their drinks and paper! Michaels: They are trying to hit him, idiot. Johnson: Just slap him Michaels! Smith: Why do they call you the PPV Guru? Johnson: Because I am, the PPV GURU!! Smith: Shhhh! He’s talking! Syxx Figures: Two Hundred and Fifty Thousand Dollars, a Quarter of a Million Bucks, Mucho Dinero, Six Figures. All of these are terms for a lot of money, which yes, I do have. Mr. McClancy, you stand up there, with your little precious “Insanity Title”, thinking you deserve it because all of your opponents just suck, yes, I grant it to you that you are undefeated, that doesn’t mean a damn thing to me. You can have 100 wins and 0 losses, or 0 wins and 100 losses, you have that “Insanity Title”, which, as you guys may know, I have my eyes on. So I’m claiming this right here, you seem like an honorable man, and I doubt that I could pay you this for that title, so I’m issuing a reward, first person to get 3 seconds on McClancy gets a consolation price of 10 grand, this is means, you see McClancy in the back, attack!! Get three seconds on tape, show me, and you get the money. The person who steps in the ring and gets the title, gets a quarter million dollars., plus an extra 10 thou sand for getting the pin, and a 15 for submission. I’m issuing a challenge to you McClancy, you put your title on the line against oh, lets see, Skeeve on Shocker! Smith: Skeeve already got his ass beat by McClancy, this time the prize is a lot bigger!! McClancy: (Pulling the mic to his mouth) Ye can bring Skeeve on fer another beatin'. I don'na care. Money er no, 'e can'na wrestle 'is way ou' of a wet paper bag. Syxx Figures: I'm still talking McClancy. So shut up for a few seconds. Now back to Skeeve. If you succeed Skeeve, you get your money and your title, and I get a shot. And if Skeeve doesn’t succeed, the following Shocker we’ll see McClancy Vs. Bryan Smith! Yes, even after that, I do have oney more person lined up, Sean McClancy Vs. Aaron “Gash” Fiore!! I was laying in that hospital bed, and I would watch you come and do a promo on my T. V. I would get so pissed, I would through things around in my room, I see you with that, it’s like seeing a guy with my girlfriend. I get angry, no, no, no, I get enraged, huh-uh, I get pissed, that’s my title, and I will get it. That’s why I’ve put a price on your ass, McClancy! I have 3 matches lined up for you, at 3 different Shockers, and a basic 24/7 rule out, too. Watch your back, kid. Watch it. Or, you can walk your happy Irish ass out here and give me the belt, I’ll give you the briefcase, that easy. Smith: I’ll give you anything you want for your briefcase!! Michaels & Johnson: Shut up! Syxx Figures: McClancy you say your undefeated, Okay, I see your point, you are. But you haven’t stepped inside the SCWF ring with me, so I’m issuing a challenge right here, right now, for the next PPV, McClancy Vs. Syxx Figures! For the Insanity Title!! If you still have it by then! McClancy: Why don'cha get down 'ere now? Syxx Figures: The challenge McClancy. McClancy: I could'na care less abou' it. But I fokin' guess ye got it. When it's all said an' done. There will be 4 more checks in me win column. Smith: Yes! Main Event Status!! Michaels: They are both talented, but I’m sure the World championship would be Main event. Johnson: Yes! This match is nice!! Syxx Figures: If you say so. [Syxx steps off of the lowering platform and walks towards the ring, he takes a step up on the steps. He tosses in a black wallet figure. McClancy picks it up and opens it, inside a note: “Watch your back, kid!” was on the note. Syxx walks backwards to the entrance and leaves, McClancy has a startled look .......... ] Michaels: What a match! Let's go backstage once again. [The scene once again fades backstage into the office of Devon James. We get a camera shot of Devon James sitting at his desk with his hands folded on top of his desk. To his left and right are his new security guards Eklipse and Sven.] Devon James: So do you understand why I called you? I figure that with the the main event is just to big for any normal referee to handle. I mean think about it if you will. You have the World Champion. The loose cannon Steve Bruce in the ring along with the damn crazy man Ritchie Danko. What hundred pound soaking wet pimply nose referee could handle these two former Naturals in the ring? Thats why I called you. I want you to special guest referee in the main event tonight, for the World Championship match. That sound good to you? [The camera never turns to see who is sitting in the chair directly across from Devon James. All we hear is the voice.] Voice: Tht sounds great! Devon James: I know how you have been itching to get back into the ring for the last few months. Ever since that unfortunate mishap awhile ago.The only thing I want to know is if I can trust you to call this straight down the middle? VOice: Yes you can. I have no love lost for either man in the main event. I have no reason to sway either way. Devon James: That is exactly what I want to hear. Now go get ready to shock the World. [The scene fades back to the announcers table where the three announcers are sitting.] Smith: Who the hell was that? Michaels: I have no idea. Johnson: Devon is sure running things his way though isn't he? Smith: Hell yeah he is. Michaels: Well lets get to our next match up of the night. It is the TV Title match. Jamie Thomas:Making his way to the ring in this three way Television Title Match, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at 180 pounds, Carmine "wiseguy" Devito!!!!!! [ New York New York plays as Devito makes his way into the ring. Descriptions: Carmine Devito is a short stocky guy. he dresses only in armani suits and shiny shoes.] Jamie Thomas: One of his opponents, from Vancouver, B.C..........Canada, weighing in at 265 pounds, Ethan Wright!!! [ Lights dim in the arena.. Several strobe lights flicker across the entrance ramp, then into the eyes of all who watch..the light soon mesmorizes them into a trance...]  * I’ve got this feeling deep inside * * But what it is, I don’t know * * My vengeance starts to change * * My mind gets filled with rage * * I raise my fist up to the sky * [ The ominous shadow of the 6’ 4”, Ethan Wright steps through the curtain as red laser lights shoot up at the entrance... ] * What do you see!! * * The fear I see when I look in your eyes * [ Ethan paces back and forth, walking the width of the stage getting the crowd pumped up and singing along with ‘One of a Kind’ by Breaking Point.] * Makes you believe I’m one of a kind * * The fear I leave in the back of your mind * * Makes you believe I’m... * [Crowd screams in unison] * One of a kind!! * * Hey, Hey, Hey ONE OF A KIND!! * * Hey, Hey, Hey ONE OF A KIND!! * [Ethan makes his way down to the ring. On his way, Ethan is ‘Hi - Fiving’ fans and trying to get them into the show.] Jamie Thomas: Now introducing the SCWF Television Champion! Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at 218 pounds, Hazard!!!! [ Cue Music:"Epic" by Faith No more. As soon as you hear the lyrics "Can you feel it", from the curtains walk Hazard. He walks down , aknowledfing some fans, and hitting some hands, until he gets to the ringside area, where he then stands there, and slowly gets into the ring. He then stands and waits for the match to start.] Michaels: Hazard is pretty unstopable folks! Smith: I am looking foward to Wiseguy in the match. Johnson: From the look of things, Hazard has this match under control before it even starts. [ Hazard starts off the match by attacking Ethan Wright. Hazard with lefts and rights to Ethan Wright. Hazard swings Ethan Wright into the turnbuckle. Hazard follows it up with a knee to the chest. Carmine Devito gets in the ring and grabs Hazard and flips him around. He begins to go to work on Hazard. Carmine Devito with a huge ddt to Hazard. Ethan Wright is up and helping out Carmine Devito. Devito holds Hazard and Wright takes shots to the ribs. Devito drops Hazard and Wright continues to kick at him. Hazard is now trying to get up as he is continously teamed by Devito and Wright. Devito bounces off the ropes and comes back to clothesline Hazard, but he misses and clotheslines Ethan Wright out of the ring! ] Michaels: There goes the teamwork! Smith: Haha, Devito had it all planned! He knocked Wright right out of the ring! Johnson: You are the craziest person I know Smith! [ Hazard now goes to work on Carmine Devito. Hazard with a urange suplex to the wiseguy. Hazard picks up Devito and tosses him out of the ring! Ethan Wright catches him on the outside and swings him into the guardrail! Hazard climbs the turnbuckle as he watches the assult on Devito. Ethan Wright turns around and gets dropped from a high dropkick off the top turnbuckle. Ethan Wright falls right into the guardrail hitting head first. Carmine Devito is now getting up as he keeps Hazard on the ground. He picks up Ethan Wright and drops him right on the guardrail. Ethan Wright holds him stomach as he falls over into the crowd. Hazard is back on his feet and gets into the ring. Devito follows him into the ring. ] Michaels: Ethan Wright is going to be counted out! Smith: Who cares about him? He ain't even important! Johnson: Smith, you are a very cruel person! Smith: Who cares man! [ Carmine Devito attempts a ddt, but Hazard hits nothern lights suplex! He follows in for the cover......1.....2... and Devito kicks out! Hazard catches Devito getting up with a flying knee! Devito rolls out from the bottom rope out of the ring. Ethan Wright enters the ring with a chair in hand, but the referee catches him and stops him from bringing any use to it! Hazard is calling out Ethan Wright when Devito gets back in. Carmine Devito catches Hazard with a spinebuster. Hazard is out on the mat as Devito locks in a boston crab! Hazard is having a hard time getting to the ropes. Hazard is wearing down quickly, but Ethan Wright climbs the turnbuckle and delivers a crossbody drop to both men knocking them down! ] Johnson: Ethan Wright is now using his larger frame to an advantage! Smith: Advantage? I think he is more of a disadvantage! Michaels: Whatever he is or has, it is helping him right now! [ All three men are now getting to their feet. Hazard and Devito whip Ethan Wright into the ropes. Ethan Wright bounces back and a attempts to clothesline them, but they duck. Wright bounces back and gets two boots to the face from Devito and Hazard.  Devito lifts Wright and delivers a T-Bone Suplex. He turns to Hazard who delivers a standing somersault legdrop to Carmine Devito. Hazard then covers Devito.....1....2.... and Devito kicks out! Ethan Wright is now up and stomping down on Hazard, trying to keep him down. Ethan Wright is now deliver Martial Arts Kick to Hazard keeping him down. Devito is slowly rising as he catches Wrights leg and whips him down to the ground. Devito is up as he locks in The Hit! Ethan Wright is shaking his head. Ethan Wright looks to tap, but Hazard makes the save! ] Smith: Hazard needs to keep his ass out of this! Michaels: My god it is a three way! If Devito makes Wright tap, then Hazard losses. Smith: I am not stupid bitch. I just don't think Hazard should try to break up a valuable hold! Michaels: You are so stupid man! Are you always this idiotic? Smith: Kiss my stupid ass! Johnson: Guys! We got a show to call here. Carmine Devito with a huge powerslam to Hazard! [ Hazard is down from the impact of the powerslam. Devito drops down and locks in The Hit! agian! Luckily Hazard was near the ropes and had time to grab on. Ethan Wright is now up as he attacks Devito. Ethan Wright with a 'Nut Cracker', exactly what it sounds like right to Carmine Devito. Devito drops to his knees in pain. Ethan Wright then delivers the 'Xtreme Impact' to Carmine Devito! Carmine Devito is out for good as Ethan Wright goes for the cover......1.....2.....thre and Hazard makes the save! ] Michaels: Oh my God!! That was really close! Smith: Damn, I thought it was over! Johnson: Hazard just got the save of the night folks. Carmine Devito was out and Ethan Wright had it! [ Ethan Wright is furios as he gets in Hazards face. Hazard step back and the strikes with lefts and right to Ethan Wright! Hazard with a dragon suplex into a rolling style. Devito is up as he catches Hazard with a neckbreaker. Devito moves over to Ethan Wright and starts kicking him down in the corner. He lifts him up the turnbuckle and wraps his arm around his head. He then delivers a ddt from the top rope. Ethan Wright isn't moving at all. Devito falls into the cover....1.....2... and Hazard agian makes the save. Devito gets in Hazard faces and Hazard delivers the Obstacle Course, (series of fast martial arts manuvers). A spinning punch, spinning back fist, spinning roundhouse kick, spinning back kick followed by a dropping legsweep to get Devito on the mat! Ethan Wright is getting up as he is caught by the leg and drug out the ring! ] Michaels: What the hell is this? Smith: It looks like someone is after Ethan Wright! Johnson: That is IceBurg folks! One of SCWF's newest superstars. It seems like he has some beef with Ethan Wright. [ IceBurg takes Ethan Wright up the ramp and gives him a big beating. They are on top of the stage as IceBurg continues his assult on Wright. IceBurg throws him through the entrance way into the backstage area. In the ring, Hazard delivers his finishing move called Take the Risk, an inverted whiplash! He rolls into the cover on Carmine Devito.............1..........2..........3!!!!! ] Jamie Thomas: Your winner and still Television Champion, Hazard!!!! Michaels: A great match for all three men, but only one could come out on top! Smith: Another piss ass victory by Hazard. It makes me sick! Johnson: Well, we know that Ethan Wright is gonna be pretty pissed. We take you backstage to Larry Parker. Parker: Folks, Ethan Wright has just left the arena by ambulance. Moments ago, IceBurg speared Ethan Wright into a window backstage! Ethan Wright has cut pretty bad, as was IceBurg, who refused medical attention! Michaels: What a night! We have so much more coming at Anarchy! ["Dead Bodies Everywhere" by KoRn plays as Zsasz walks down to the ring. The fans boo at Zsasz. Zsasz is looking around licking the blade of his combat knife, which is heavily stained with blood. He gets in the ring and throws his knife down in the middle of the ring, which sticks in the ring.] Johnson: Glass title match coming up right here. This two guys have a heated rivalry that is just about to explode. Michaels: yes Last week Auroch attacked Vegita and Crow backstage. I think that may have pushed the Glass Champion over the edge. ["Roll Out" blares over the P.A. system, as Crow struts down the ramp in a cocky manner. Pyros go off from each turnbuckle, and Crow steps into the ring. He holds up a "West-Side" symbol with his right hand, looking around the ring, and gazes into the crowd. After that, he throws his FUBU jersey into the crowd. He then just sports his ever-so famous "wife beater".] Johnson: Looks like they are set. Smith: Hey wouldn't it be cool if Zsasz killed him? That would rule! Michaels: Shut up and go back to sleep. [Crow has his back turned as he is setting his Glass title down in the corner when Zsasz charges from behind and nails him with a for arm shot to the back of the head. Crow falls into the corner. Zsasz spins him around so they are face to face. He then begins to lay into the Glass Champion with shoulder blocks to the gut. The referee tries to step in and make Zsasz stop. But Zsasz just shurgs the ref off and continues the beating of Crow.] Johnson: He better watch it or he will get Dqed Michales: No title victory then. Smith: I dont think he is that stupid. [Zsasz pulls Crow up to the standing position and whips him far side into the corner. Zsasz waits for a second and then charges in. Crow bounces out of the corner and hits Zsasz with a back elbow as he was charging in. Crow follows it up with a punch to the head that rocks Zsasz backwards into the ropes. Crow whips Zsasz into the ropes and catches him with a dropkick as Zsasz came back off the ropes. Zsasz stays on his feet though. Crow gets back up and backs Zsasz into the corner with a series of chops to which the crowd yells out a loud 'Whoo' everytime.] Smith: What the hell is with this "Whoo" crap? Johnson: If you don't know I am not going to tell you. Smith: You just don't know either. [Crow kicks Zsasz twice in the gut forcing Zsasz to crouch over. Crow then grabs him in a front face head lock. Crow puts his feet up on the middle ropes next to him and jumps off of them. He spins around Zsasz, the whole time holding Zsasz in the front face headlock. Crow then smashes the head of Zsasz into the mat with a spinning DDT. Crow hurries back up to his feet and goes up to the middle ropes. He leaps off and connects with a flying leg drop. Crow goes for the cover as the ref begins to count.] Michaels: 1...2 kick out by Zsasz. Johnson: You need to do a lot more to Zsasz to keep him down. Smith: Yeah like get that knife he had before the match and cut off his legs. If that don't keep him down i suggest just giving up. [Crow pulls Zsasz up to his feet and once again grabs him in a front face headlock. He goes for another tornado DDT but this time Zsasz holds Crow up in the air with his strength. He then just launches Crow over the top rope to the floor. Crow lands very hard on his back. Zsasz looks very angry now. He climbs out of the ring and pulls Crow up to his feet. Zsasz slings Crow backwards sending his back crashing hard into the guard rail. Zsasz grabs Crow and does this move once again. Zsasz then grabs Crow and picks him up high in the air with a military press. Zsasz just lets Crow go and he lands down on the guard rail, chest first. Zsasz strikes up a smile across his face.] Johnson: He just likes to punish people. Michaels: Sick bastard. Smith: I like it. [Zsasz pulls Crow back up to his feet and goes to whip him into the steel ring post. Crow reverses it and Zsasz runs into the ring post, face first. Zsasz is still standing holding his face when Crow nails him with a perfect dropkick. The impact sends Zsasz flying backwards and flipping over the guard rail into the crowd. Crow is slow to get back to his feet but still beats Zsasz up. He walks over to Zsasz and helps him up by pulling on the back of his head. Crow then delivers a vertical suplex to Zsasz bringing him out of the crowd and to the ground. Zsasz screams out in pain as he grabs his back.] Johnson: Crow looks fired up now. Michaels: Really putting it to Zsasz. Smith: I dont like it. [Crow pulls Zsasz up and rolls him back into the ring. Crow goes up to the top rope and waits for Zsasz to get back to his feet. When he finally does Crow leaps off the top rope with a spinning heel kick. Some how, Zsasz atches him in mid air and turns it into a pinning powerbomb move. The ref drops to the mat in a hurry to start the count.] Smith: It is all over! Johnson: 1...2.. Michaels: Kick up by Crow! This kid has some guts! [Zsasz is shocked at Crow kicking out. Zsasz is quickly back to his feet. He pulls Crow up too. Zsasz whips Crow into the ropes and catches him as he comes back off them. Zsasz connects with a tilt a whirl back breaker on Crow. Once again Zsasz goes for the cover.] Johnson: 1...2. Michaels: He kicks out again! Smith: Finish him Zsasz! Michaels: Shut up Smith. [Zsasz is very angry now. He pulls Crow up once more and throws him into the corner. Zsasz nails him with a round of kicks to the gut and face. Crow is basically out on his feet here. Zsasz picks him up and places him up on the top turnbuckle. Zsasz climbs up on the middle turnbuckle and picks Crow up in a body slam position. Zsasz then begins to fall backwards but uses his strength to toss Crow over his head.] Smith: Super fall away slam by Crow! That has got to be it! Johnson: He isn't going for the cover though. [Crow taunts the crowd first before crawling over to Crow and casually covering his opponent.] Michaels: 1...2 Johnson: Kick out! Smith: What?! Michaels: What fight this kid has in him. That is why he is the longest standing champion in SCWF history! Smith: Damn him! [Zsasz seems frustrated now. He stand sup and turns to the entrance way. He starts waving his arms as if he is telling some one to come to the ring. Next thing you know Darcsyde begins to walk to the ring from the back.] Johnson: Darcsyde? What does he want? Michaels: He has no place out here! Smith: That is Zsasz's tag team partner. He is out there for moral support. Michaels: That is a bunch of crap and you know it Smith. [Darcsyde walks over to the time keeper's table and grabs a steel chair. He places it on the mat in a corner. He then runs to the other side of the ring and leaps up on the apron. The referee runs over there to try and get him down. Zsasz goes over to the corner and grabs the chair. He waits for Crow to get up. Zsasz runs at him with the chair but Crow superkicks the steel chair in to the face of Zsasz. He is knocked silly. Crow slides the chair out of the ring and covers Zsasz. The referee turns around and starts the count.] Smith: No! Michaels: It backfired! Johnson: 1...2.. Michaels: What the hell?! [Darcsyde pulls the referee out of the ring. The ref begins to go off on Darcsyde. Out from the crowd comes running some person dressed in a black hooded sweatshirt.] Johnson: Now what? [The person picks up the chair used earlier, from the ground. He nails Darcsyde in the back of the head with the chair. Darcsyde drops to the mat like a sack of potato's. The person removes his hood and it turns out to be former SCWF President Hulin!] Smith: Hulin? He was fired! Johnson: Oh my! Michaels: Hulin snuck in! [Hulin tells the referee to count the pinfall in the ring since Crow still has Zsasz covered. The ref starts to count once again.] Smith: No! Johnson: 1...2.. Michaels: Zsasz kicks up! Smith: Yeah baby yeah! Johnson: Too much time wasted. [Crow pulls Zsasz back up to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Crow connects with a huge spinebuster on Zsasz. Crow keeps a hold of his legs as he stands back from the mat. Crow rolls Zsasz over while keeping a hold of his legs.] Johnson: Walls of Jcrow! Michaels: its over! Smith: Get the ropes Zsasz! You are close to them! [Zsasz reaches for the ropes but cannot get them. He lays on the mat grimacing in pain trying to fight his way out of it. As almost all of his energy is about out of his body he reaches one last time, he grabs the bottom rope with his finger tips. The referee forces Crow to let go of the hold.] Smith: yeah I knew he could do it. [Crow seems frustrated but hurries to pull Zsasz back up to his feet. Crow scoops Zsasz up for a body slam but Zsasz floats over the top and lands behind Crow. Zsasz elbows Crow in the back of the head and then spins him around so they are face to face. Out of no where Zsasz picks Crow up in a fireman's carry and slams his head to the mat with a death valley driver.] Smith: Killin Spree! Zsasz just went on a killing spree! Johnson: Zsasz covers him. Michaels: 1...2...3!!! Johnson: New Champion! New Glass Champion! Michaels: Oh my do you know what this means? Smith: Yeah Zsasz is the new Glass Champion! Johnson: What a match! [Zsasz stands to his feet as the ref hands him the belt. His body worn from the fight of his life. Crow is still out cold on the mat as we goto a video package featuring the combatants from the main event.] [Click, Click, Boom by Saliva pounds through the PA as Danko and Holly step from the gorilla position to the stage staring over the audience. A single dark blue spotlight illuminates them and follows them down to the ring as Ritchie climbs through the ropes.] Thomas: Here is our first combatant in this World Heavyweight Title match up. He is the Iliad Ritchie Danko! ["Voices" by Disturbed hits the PA system. The camera pans the crowd, finding a mixed reaction, but mostly boos. Seconds into the theme, Steve 'The Noose' Bruce, steps out onto the rampway. No pyros, no lights, sprinklers, fireworks...no glitzy shit. Bruce makes his way down to the ring, looking side to side at the crowd now and then. When he reaches the ring, he slides in under the bottom rope, and finds his bearings in the middle of the ring. Bruce then shakes his head about, quickly stretches his muscles, and gets ready for action.] Thomas: And his opponent. Here is the SCWF World Heavyweight Champion, Steve Bruce! Johnson: This should be a five star spectacular if we ever did see one. Smith: You must be confused Johnson. Spectacular was last months ppv. We are at Anarchy. Michaels: Thanks for clearing that up Smith. [The Superior-Tron shos a picture of Devon James sitting at his desk once again.] Devon James: I am going to make this quick. I know we have an excellent match about to happen. Okay I know you all heard there was going to be a special guest referee and I would like to introduce that man. Here is...Acid...Rain! [The lights in the arena go out, and Acid Rain's music starts. When the song kicks in his video starts on the screen and the lights come up, with pyros blasting straight up into the air, a bit like Christian's but not from the ceiling. Acid Rain makes his way out from behind the curtain. ] Michaels: That is..that is...that is AJ King! Oh my god AJ King is back! There are going to be three Naturals in the ring at the same time! oh my! [Both men in the ring look shocked. Steve Bruce is kicking the bottom rope out of anger and Ritchie Danko is just staring down Acid Rain. Finally both men begin to focus once again on the match. Ritchie Danko and Steve Bruce begin to circle the ring around each other. Bruce stops at one point because Acid Rain is in his way. He begins to jaw it up with Rain for a quick second before turning his attention back to Danko. Bruce and Danko lock up right in the middle of the ring. Danko slaps on a side headlock on Bruce. Rain gets right down in the action asking Bruce if he wants to give up. Bruce flips him off and says Hell No. Bruce reaches up and grabs Danko with a fish hook in his mouth, nearly ripping the side of his mouth wide open. Danko releases the hold.] Smith: Damn! Just about ripped the corner of his mouth. Michaels: Acid Rain seems to be letting things go right from the start. Johnson: Yes indeed. [Bruce goes down stairs with a series of knee's to the mid section. He backs Danko all the way up into the corner. Bruce grabs Danko's arm and irish whips him far side across the ring into the other corner. Bruce follows right behind him. As soon as Danko hits the corner with his back he slides out of the way. Bruce can not stop in time and charges right into the corner, chest first. Ritchie drops down behind him and rolls him up with a school boy.] Johnson: 1...2 kick up by Bruce! Michaels: Danko goes for the quick win there. Smith: you can not knock off the World Champ that easy. [Both men pop up to their feet at the same time. Danko charges at Bruce and nails him with a clothesline that knocks Bruce out of the ring and to the floor. Danko pumps his fist at the crowd as they pop very loudly. Danko starts to go out after Bruce but Acid Rain stops him. The two begin yelling back and forth as Bruce regains his composure on the outside. Finally Danko gets Acid Rain out of the way and walks towards the ropes where Bruce is standing on the apron outside the ring. Bruce grabs Danko's head and drops down to the ground, off of the ring apron. This drops The Iliad's throat down across the top rope. Danko's body snaps backwards and he lands on the mat. Bruce quickly slides back into the ring and covers him.] Johnson: Bruce with a quick pin here. Smith: He got it! Michaels: 1...2 kick up by Danko! Smith: Slow count! Come on ref! [Bruce stares at Acid Rain before pulling Ritchie Danko back to his feet. Steve Bruce backs Danko into the ropes with three right hand punches. Bruce irish whips Danko into the ropes and ducks his head down for a backbody drop. Danko comes back off the ropes and stops short of Steve. Ritchie nails Bruce with a quick momentum changing DDT. Danko goes for the cover.] Johnson: 1...2.. kick up by Bruce. Michaels: Both men going for the quick pin attempts early in this match. Smith: Seems kind of stupid if you ask me. If you want to get a quick pin in the match go get a damn chair. [Ritchie Danko gets back to his feet and sends Bruce into the corner. Ritchie lays into him with some kicks to the gut. Danko continues kicking and stomping away at Bruce until Steve is sitting down on the mat with his head leaning against the middle turnbuckle. Acid Rain steps in and backs Ritchie Danko off. Danko pushes Acid out of the way and goes back to the onslaught. Bruce takes advantage of the situation and low blow's Danko as he was trying to pull Steve out of the corner. Steve is quick to his feet and grabs Ritchie in a front head lock position. Bruce then lifts Danko high up in the air with a vertical suplex. Instead of dropping him down to the mat though he walks backwards to the ropes and just drops Danko over his head, to the outside.] Johnson: Bruce just suplexed Danko out of the ring. Smith: That had to hurt. [Acid Rain begins to warn Bruce but Steve just ignores him and continues to the outside. Once Bruce is outside the ring he pulls Danko up to his feet and slams him into the side guard rail. Bruce grabs the back of Ritchie's head and slams it down on the guard rail once again. Acid Rain begins the ten count inside the ring. Bruce whips Danko on the outside into the steel ring steps. When Danko hits the steps he sends the top half flying away. Steve Bruce rolls back into the ring under the bottom rope and then back outside the ring to break the count. He walks back over to Danko and position his head between his legs as if Bruce is going for a piledriver. He attempts to pick Danko up in a piledriver but Danko stops him. Ritchie powers out of it and flips Bruce over his back with a backbody drop.] Johnson: Excellent Reversal! Michaels: I cant believe he had that in him. Smith: It was either get your head crushed in by concrete or muster up enough energy to reverse it. Hmmm... Michaels: No reason to be a smart ass. [Danko leans up against the ring for a second trying to catch his breath. In the mean time Bruce pulled him self back up to his feet. Steve charges back at Danko. Bruce throws a right hand punch but Danko blocks it and throws one of his own. Bruce throws another right hand but once again Danko blocks it and throws a right of his own. He follows it up with another right, and then another. Ritchie has Steve wobbly as he grabs Steve by the back of his head and rolls him back into the ring. Ritchie Danko hops up on the apron and then directs his attention to the corner. He begins his journey up to the top rope. Bruce having the keen awareness he has, throws his body across the top rope. This forces the ropes to shake and makes Danko lose his balance. Danko crotches himself down across the top turnbuckle.] Johnson: High risk move did not pay off. Smith: Ritchie needs to stick to his to favorite moves. Michaels: Whats that? Smith: The lethal punch and kick. [Steve Bruce climbs up into the corner too. He hooks Danko in a suplex position but Ritchie starts to fight out of it with punches to the kidney on Bruce. Danko finally gets his to release his hold. Danko leaps over the top Bruce with a sunset flip. Danko lands on his feet on the mat and uses his momentum to pull Bruce backwards off the corner with a powerbomb type move. Bruce's body whiplashes backwards and lands roughly on the mat. Ritchie Danko covers him as Acid Rain hits the mat for the count.] Johnson: 1...2.. kick up by Bruce! Michaels: How did he kick up from that? Smith: Wow! Michaels: I can not believe it. [Danko can not believe that Bruce kicked up. Danko pulls Bruce back up off the mat and irish whips him into the ropes. Danko catches Bruce in a fireman's carry as he comes off the ropes and drops straight backwards with a somoan drop. Ritchie Danko goes for the cover once again as Acid Rain drop to the mat for the count.] Johnson: 1...2... kick up at the last possible second by Bruce! Michaels: Good god he is fighting for his life out there! Smith: That is why he is my role model! [Once again Ritchie Danko seems confused at how Steve Bruce could kick out that move. Ritchie pulls him up once again. He backs him into the ropes and sends him bouncing off the other side ropes. Ritchie Danko catches Bruce as he comes back off the ropes and sends him to the mat with a thunderous spinning spinebuster. Ritchie elects to not go for the cover though. Instead he points to the top rope and begins to walk towards the corner. Danko slowly makes his journey to the top of the turnbuckles. Once up their he leaps off, getting maximum air. He attempts to land on Bruce with a flying elbow drop but Bruce rolls out of the way at the last second.] Johnson: High risk move does not pay off. Smith: Punch and kick! How hard is that to remember? Michaels: Can Bruce turn this around? [Bruce gets back to his feet and also pulls a groggy Danko back to his feet. Bruce knee's Danko in the stomach forcing Ritchie to fold over. Bruce locks Danko's arms in a double under hook. He then lifts Danko up into the air and flips him over his head. Danko hits the mat hard after receiving the double under hook suplex. Bruce stays on the attack with a couple kicks to the head on Ritchie Danko. Bruce bounces off the ropes and uses the momentum to add extra force behind his leg drop. Steve gives Acid Rain a cocky smile before pulling Ritchie Danko back up to his feet once again. Steve performs a picture perfect gut wrench suplex on Ritchie Danko. Steve Bruce goes for the cover as Acid Rain drops to the mat for the count.] Johnson: 1...2 kick up by Ritchie Danko. Smith: Slow count! Come on Rain! Michaels: He has been straight down the middle. [Steve Bruce begins yelling at Acid Rain about a slow count but Acid just tell shim to shove it up his ass. Bruce gets up in the face of Acid Rain but is just pushed backwards by the special guest referee. Bruce acts as if he is going to go back at Acid but doesn't. He directs his attention back to Ritchie Danko, who is using the ropes to pull himself back up to his feet. Bruce pounds on the back and neck of Danko with some for arm shots. Bruce goes to irish whip Danko but Ritchie grabs a hold of the ropes to block it. Steve goes to whip him once again but Danko grabs the ropes again. Danko uses his power to pull Steve towards him. Danko wraps his arms around the waists of Bruce and belly to belly suplexes him over the top rope out of the ring.] Johnson: Belly to belly suplex over the top rope! Oh my! Michaels: Where did he get that power from? Smith: K-Mart probably... Ritchie Danko awaits Steve Bruce to get back to his feet before slingshotting himself over the top rope on to the world champion. Both men are slow to get back up but Danko gets to his feet first. He pulls Bruce up and whips him into the ring announcers table. This sends Bruce flipping over the guard rail into the crowd taking out some fat kid in the front row. Danko pushes the time keeper out of his chair and folds it up. Danko tosses the chair into the ring. Danko then turns his attention to Steve Bruce who is climbing back up. Danko hooks him in a vertical suplex and brings him back over the guard rail, away from the crowd.] Johnson: Brings him back out of the crowd the hard way. Michaels: You cna say that again. Smith: Brings him back out of the crowd the hard way! Michaels: Shut up! [Danko pulls Bruce back up and rolls him into the ring. Danko follows him back into the ring. Danko goes for a scoop body slam but Bruce floats over the top. Bruce pushes Danko forward forcing him to run face first into Acid Rain. Both men remain on their feet but are a little groggy from the head bump. Steve Bruce looks down to see the steel chair that Danko threw into the ring earlier. Bruce waits for Danko to turn around. He then charges at Danko with the chair. He takes a big wild swing but Ritchie ducks under it. He grabs the back of Bruce's head and pulls Steve down to the mat with a reverse neck breaker.] Johnson: Excellent reversal! Michaels: That came from no where! Smith: Come on Steve! [Danko gets back up with the steel chair in hand. He taps it against the mat a couple times in preparation of clobbering Bruce with the chair. Bruce finally gets back to his feet and turns around. Danko charges at him taking a swing with the chair. Bruce ducks under the chair shot. Acid Rain was standing right behind Bruce. Ritchie Danko accidentally nails Acid Rain with the chair, sending Acid Rain down to the mat. Danko throws the chair down in disgust. He turns back around in time to receive a kick to the stomach. Steve Bruce pulls him in and delivers an excellent powerbomb. Bruce covers him but there is no referee.] Smith: Get your ass up you sissy! Get up Rain! Michaels: He is laid out by the chair shot. [Bruce gets off of Danko and walks over to Acid Rain. Bruce kicks him a couple of times in a weak attempt to revive him. Bruce waits as Danko crawls over to the ropes to pull himself back up. Bruce sneaks up behind him and locks in a cobra clutch. Danko is kicking and swinging his arm trying to get free. Finally he turns his attention to the corner. He charges towards the corner and kicks his feet up into the air. He pushes off the top turnbuckle with his feet forcing Bruce to fall straight back with Danko on top of him. Bruce keeps a hold of the move. It is still sucking the life out of Danko. Acid Rain crawls over to where the two men are located and starts to count Steve Bruce's shoulders down.] Smith: Let go Bruce! Dont be an idiot Michaels: He better release the hold. [Bruce has to release the hold to stop himself from losing the match. Danko rolls backwards and up to his feet. Danko is kind of groggy and he just stands there as Bruce gets back up to his feet. Ritchie Danko takes a swing at him but Bruce ducks under it and slides behind him. Bruce locks his arms around the waist and nails a german suplex. Bruce keeps a hold of the waist and bridges, making the pin.] Johnson: Pin Fall 1...2... Michaels: Kick up by Danko at the last second. Smith: Damn it stay down. Michaels: Bruce thinks it was a slow count. [Steve Bruce stands up and pushes Acid Rain who pushes him back. Bruce bounces off the ropes and comes back at Acid Rain with a punch to the face. Acid Rain and Steve Bruce begin to trade punches back and forth. Ritchie Danko gets back up to his feet and spins Bruce around. Danko nails Bruce with the final blow] Johnson: Final Blow! Danko Nails the Final Blow on Steve Bruce. [Danko covers Steve and Acid Rain starts the count.] Smith: 1...2...3!!! Michaels: Ritchie Danko is the new World Heavyweight Champion! I can not believe it! [The time keeper hands the belt to Acid Rain who hands the title to Ritchie Danko. Acid Raises Danko's hand high up in the air declaring him the new champion. Acid Rain pulls Ritchie Danko's arm so he comes back towards him. Acid Rain then nails Danko with the Rain Drop! Acid reaches down and picks up the world title off the mat. He looks at it and smiles.] Johnson: Whats going on? Smith: Huh? Smith: What the fu... Johnson: Why Michaels: There is going to be a lot of questions to be answered on Shocker next Saturday! [Acid Rain looks down at both fallen soldiers before raising the World Title belt high up into the air. The crowd is shocked not knowing what to think. The credits roll across the bottom of the screen as the pictures fades to black]