As the crowd got settled into their seats, Let the Bodies Hit the Floor Exploded across the PA system. The crowd murmured in confusion, obviously curious as to who was coming out to this music so soon at the PayPerView. Their questions were soon answered, however, as Victor Cross slipped into the ring, the music fading slightly so that he could speak. “The following match is a Cross-Federation Hardcore Brawl. The rules are simple; one personally is randomly decided to be ‘it’. The only way to become ‘it’ is if you pin the person that is ‘it’. The last person who is ‘it’ will get an automatic shot at the World Champion of their federation. Now, introducing first, the GEWE!” With that said, the music blared full blast again as Darth Mitey came out of the entrance, closely followed by Carnage and PepperTaker. Behind them came Matt Schneider, Joey, and GEWE’s Demon. The members of the GEWE quickly spread themselves out amongst the area as TNT came out, his Hardcore title strapped around his waist. The heavyweight glanced around, a smug smirk on his face as he jogged down to the ring. He slid in underneath the bottom rope and stood up, walking over to the north eastern corner, turning and leaning against the turnbuckles as he watched the entrance.

Victor Cross glanced across the ring to TNT, quirking a brow before he cleared his throat, Let the Bodies hit the Floor fading out in preparation for the next participants. “And, introducing next, the federation with the most participants in this Brawl...THE BTWF!!!” Boom by P.O.D. ripped across the PA system as The Children of Nightmare, minus Voorhees, came out at the entrance, taunting a bit before they ran down the ramp. The other members of that group surrounding the ring as Darkfyre slid into the ring, leaning against the corner that was exactly opposite of TNT. TNT quirked a brow at Darkyfre as Seraph and Irvine Kanyon ran out of the entrance, taunting the crowd to get them cheering again. The tag team partners talked a bit then jogged down the ramp, eyeballing Dark Lord and Kid Chaos. They stopped right at the bottom of the ramp as Jack Frost stepped out at the top of the ramp, looking bored as he simply leaned against the wall area right beside the entrance, tilting his head from side to side. Shadow Starr came out next with Makuta, Eclipse, and Shadoh right behind him. The group glanced at Frost and laughed a bit before running down the ramp, spreading themselves out about the ring, making sure to stay near The Children of Nightmare. The Renegade Souljahs came out next, glancing around a bit before they jogged down the ramp, standing right behind Seraph and Irvine, grinning cockily. Akira and Locasta came out next, quickly charging down to the ring and sliding up into it, Akira giving a warning glare to Makuta as he did so. Xyler and Jeff Dynamic came out next, looking at each other with disgusted looks before going to opposite sides of the ramp, watching the rest of the people involved in this match up with wary eyes.

Victor Cross slid out of the ring, eyeballing the participants who had entered the ring already. “And last but not least, the last federation in this giant Hardcore Brawl, with the least amount of members...EGW!” Dragula by Rob Zombie erupted across the PA system as Boom faded out, Worlock being the first one to walk out at the top of the ramp. He glanced around the familiar settings and grinned a bit, slowly walking down the ramp as the rest of the people representing EGW emerged, spreading themselves out amongst the arena as the rest of the wrestlers had. Worlock stepped up onto the apron then stepped over the top rope, walking to the center of the ring. He glanced at the rest of the wrestlers that had entered the ring then laughed a bit, giving all of them the bird. Victor Cross nervously sat down next to Sharpton as referees from all of the federations poured out of the entrance, spreading themselves out amongst the arena. Grey Fox himself slid up into the ring with Joe Schmoe by his side, Grey Fox gave some warning glances at the Children of Nightmare, but Joe Schmoe simply raised a microphone to his lips. "As per the rules of this match up, one of these many, many super stars will be randomly chosen to be the first person who is 'it' in this giant brawl." As Schmoe was saying this, the big screen was coming to life. "Would you people in the back please run the program?" Schmoe said, a few beeps heard before the screen started to appear spinning, pictures of the superstars flashing by. The spinning started slowing down after a few seconds, making it easier for everybody to see the pictures of the stars. It slowly came to a complete stop...right on Jack Frost. "And the first person 'it' in this cross-fed brawl...JACK FROST!" Frost's eyes lit up a bit and he got off the wall as all the superstars in the arena turned to look at the giant of a man. Frost let out a laugh and gave them all the bird, giving Shadow Starr a pair of 'em as the shadowy wrestler started walking towards him.

DING DING DING!

Shadow rushed up the ramp, having a rather big grin on his face as he charged at Frost. Frost stepped up, looking like he was going to lock up with Shadow...but instead drove Shadow into the ground with a Big Boot. Shadow fell to the ground, holding his face in pain and rolled to his stomach as more wrestler charged at Frost. Kanyon and Seraph had turned around at the bell, expecting to be able to charge right up the ramp, but Powerhouse and Eliminator had caught, starting to land a flurry of right hands on the former tag champs, driving them towards the ring. Irvine was blocking what he could, until he jumped up onto the apron, leaping off to drive Powerhouse AND Eliminator down to the ground with a double bulldog. Irvine did a hip up to his feet, going and checking on Seraph, who was leaning against the ring apron, seeming a bit dazed after the mini-fist fight that Irvine had ended. Inside the ring, everyone of The Children of Nightmare had slid up into the ring and were talking to Worlock, obviously trying to convince him to join them and team up against TNT, who was standing on the other side of the ring, his GEWE Hardcore title still strapped around his waist as he watched the men on the other side of the ring. Worlock grinned and turned around, looking at TNT...but then his eyes wandered over to Akira and Locasta, who were also glancing around the ring to try and decide who to go after. Worlock turned back to The Children of Nightmare, discussing something with them before turning and charging at NeoGenesis, knocking them down with a double clothesline that knocked them over the top rope to the floor below. As Worlock had been doing that, The Children of Nightmare had slowly advanced on TNT, who was looking just a little nervous as he watched the dark band of wrestlers walk towards him. An idea came to TNT’s mind and he ran forward as the dark band of wrestlers walked at him, throwing himself forward at the last second to nail a...GORE!!! The modified Spear knocked down all of The Children of Nightmare, TNT slowly getting up to his feet and looking down at them, obviously a bit surprised that the maneuver had worked.

Tolium turned around as Worlock slid out of the ring, heading up the ramp towards Frost, who had knocked down Xyler and Jeff Dynamic with chokeslams and looked to be having a lot of fun...until he saw Worlock walking towards him. Frost gritted his teeth and walked towards the other giant, looking like he was about to lock up with him...until he went down to his knees, holding onto his throat as the arm of a wrestler wrapped around it in a sleeper hold. Shadow Starr held tight onto the sleeper hold, having gotten up after the Big Boot the giant had delivered to him. Shadow looked up as he saw Worlock close in, the other giant of man not even looking at Shadow, his eyes locked on Frost. Starr bit his lower lip then let go of Frost, pulling him up to his feet slowly so that Worlock could do whatever he wanted with him. Worlock grinned and scooped Frost up, tilting him downward and locking Frost’s head between his leg, a sick grin forming on his face as he looked over at Shadow, who was grinning as he saw what was about to happen to Frost. Worlock dropped down to his knees, driving Frost’s head onto the unprotected steel of the entrance ramp. Worlock let the Frost crumble to the ground, leaning over him and crossing his arms over Frost’s chest for the Pin of Darkness. One of the referees from the GEWE happened to be near by and quickly came over, going down onto all fours as he did the count. “One...two...THREE!” Victor Cross stood up as the referee got up, now watching for any other action that might be going on. “Jack Frost has been eliminated!” As Victor Cross sat back down, TNT looked over at Worlock, a grin appearing on his face as he quickly exited the ring by sliding under the ropes, running up the ramp. Before TNT could reach Worlock, however, Shadow landed a huge clothesline that knocked him back down to the ground, right beside Frost. Shadow glanced up, seeing TNT charging up the ramp towards him, so he quickly grabbed Worlock by the hair and stood up him, holding him in place for TNT. Tolium slowed down a bit, obviously wondering if he should continue his charge...until the audience that was watching him exploded into cheers, obviously trying to encourage him to do it. The Hardcore Champion grinned a bit then ran forward, tucking his shoulders down into obvious preparation for a Gore. Shadow released Worlock and dove out of the way just as Tolium threw himself forward, driving Worlock into the ground with a giant Gore.

Tolium looked like he was about to hold onto Worlock for the cover, but a thoughtful look came to his eyes and he quickly stood up, walking back down the ramp towards the ring, where The Children of Nightmare were starting to pick themselves up, especially DarkFyre. Shadow blinked then covered Worlock, the same referee from GEWE coming over and going down onto all fours, doing the count. “One...two...THREE!” The name Shadow Starr appeared on the BarTron, showing everybody who was now ‘it’, a smaller picture of Worlock appearing in one corner, right next to a picture of Jack Frost, showing that those two had been eliminated from the match. A few EMTs came out to the ring with a pair of stretchers and put the two giants onto them, wheeling them backstage. A small clock appeared on the other corner of the screen, showing a clock that was counting down from twenty minutes, showing that ten minutes had already gone by in this match up. Tolium climbed up into the ring just as Kid Chaos got up to his feet, still looking dazed after the giant Gore that Tolium had landed on him. The Hardcore Champion grinned as an idea came to mind, leaning against the ropes a bit as he took his title from around his waist. He held it in his right hand and bounces off the ropes, running forward as Kid Chaos turned around, not expecting Tolium to be charging at him. Tolium jumped up at the last second, slamming his Hardcore title into Chaos’s face in a modified Lighter that knocked Kid Chaos back down onto the mat...right onto Dark Lord, who was still out from the Gore that had happened at the beginning of the match. Grey Fox went down onto all fours beside the wrestlers and started up the count. “One...two...THREE!” Grey Fox stood up as TNT grabbed by Kid Chaos by his hair, having strapped his Hardcore title back around his waist, hefting him up onto his shoulders and was about to go the corner for his Dynamite Plunge...but he got a kick to the gut by DarkFyre. A picture of Dark Lord appeared on the BarTron next to the picture of Worlock as EMTs came down to the ring, strapping Dark Lord to a stretcher and took him backstage. Kid Chaos had been dropped to the ground by Tolium who was now in a fist fight with DarkFyre, Tolium starting to drive DarkFyre into the corner by his size advantage, starting to build up a line of fists on DarkFyre, not bothering to hit DarkFyre with open palms because of the Hardcore Stipulation. Tolium finally backed off after a few moments of having DarkFyre in the corner, the smaller wrestler now looking very dazed after the fist fight. TNT shook his head and ran forward, landing a Gore that slammed DarkFyre against the turnbuckles roughly then turned, lifting DarkFyre up onto his shoulders. DarkFyre wasn’t moving from his position, seemingly knocked out as Tolium ran forward, tucking his shoulders underneath him as he dove forward nailing a Dynamite Plunge on DarkFyre...right onto Kid Chaos. Tolium bounced up to his feet, leaning against the ropes as he watched Grey Fox go onto all fours beside the DarkFyre and Kid Chaos, checking to make sure that DarkFyre was indeed covering him then started up the count. “One...two...THREE!”

A picture of Kid Chaos came onto the screen beside Dark Lord as EMTs again came down to the ring, rolling Kid Chaos onto a stretcher and taking him backstage as Tolium glanced up at the BarTron, seeing that it was down to fifteen and a half minutes. He shrugged a bit and leaned against the south eastern turnbuckle as Shadow Starr came down to the ramp and grabbed Akira Tenshin, looking like he was going to Irish Whip him into the ring apron, but instead hefted him up into a Spinebuster onto the unprotected floor. Locasta slowly stood up in time to see Akira get slammed into the floor, though she didn’t pay much attention to it as she turned around, looking up at the BarTron to see who had was ‘it’ right now...a shocked look coming across her face as she saw it was Shadow. She turned around, looking like she was going to help Akira...but got blasted to the ground with a huge clothesline by Shadow. Up on the entrance stage, Demon and Makuta were throwing fists back and forth, looking thoroughly ticked off at each other as they did so. Demon started to get the advantage, driving Makuta towards the edge of the stage, but Makuta suddenly dropped down and to the side, hooking Demon’s legs to send him over the edge of the stage to the floor below with a drop toe hold. Demon crashed against the unprotected floor, rolling onto his back as he screamed in pain. Makuta slowly walked along the edge of the stage, seeming to be thinking of something before he leaped off the edge, flipping backwards once...twice...THREE times before slamming onto Demon, landing a huge 540 splash. One of the EGW referees ran over, having seen Makuta leap off the edge of the stage. When the referee arrived a few seconds later, he saw Makuta laying across Demon, looking like he was barely alive as he laid there, obviously having held on for the cover. The EGW referee went down onto all fours and started up the count. “One...two...THREE!” A picture of Demon came up beside the picture of Kid Chaos as EMTs rushed out of the entrance, going part way down the ramp before turning down onto the floor, going back to where Demon and Makuta were. They slowly rolled Makuta off of Demon then put the giant of a man onto the stretcher and took him back to the ramp, rolling him up it to the backstage area. On the other side of the entrance stage, Xyler and Jeff Dynamic were getting into a fist fight of their own, a heated rivalry apparently going onto between the two that the audience hadn’t been informed of. Xyler slowly started to pick up steam, driving Jeff towards the edge of the stage, Jeff too busy trying to block punches to notice where he was headed...until it was too late. He reached the edge of the stage and took another step, expecting his foot to land on solid ground, but instead he tripped and fell backwards, flipping once in the air before landing flat on his back, letting out a scream of pain. Xyler dove off the top of the stage, landing a plain Frog Splash on Jeff, holding onto him for the cover as the same EGW referee ran over from the other side of the stage and made the count for the pin. “One...two...three!” A picture of Jeff Dynamic appeared next to Demon, more EMTs coming out of the entrance and putting Dynamic onto a stretcher and rolled him backstage. Back at the ring, Irvine had gotten Eliminator up to his feet and had gotten his legs whilst Seraph got Eliminator’s head, the two cruiserweights swinging him around to slam him into the ground with a 3D. Seraph held onto Eliminator’s head and adjusted his positioning as Kanyon released his hold on Eliminator’s legs, looking up the ramp to Schneider, who was standing inside the entrance, looking at all the action going on around the arena.

Irvine ran up the ramp as Joe Schmoe slid out of the ring, going over to Irvine and starting up the count. “One...two...THREE!” Seraph released Eliminator’s head and kipped up to his feet, looking at Powerhouse as he got up to his feet. Seraph quickly clotheslined Powerhouse back down to the ground and ran up the ramp after Kanyon, who was starting to get into a fist fight with Schneider. Kanyon clothesline Schneider to the ground and turned around as Seraph got up to the top of the stage. Kanyon talked with Seraph for a few moments before Seraph nodded, running back down the ramp to the ring and grabbed a table out from under the ring and went to the area beside the ramp, setting the table up as Kanyon lifted Schneider up to his feet, landing a few punches to his face as he moved him towards the edge of the ring. Schneider kicked Kanyon in the stomach out of nowhere, positioning him between his legs as if he was going to powerbomb Kanyon...but Kanyon stood up, back dropping Schneider to the table below. The table didn’t quite break, but the cracking noises were obvious signs that it was close to breaking. Kanyon stood at the edge of the stage and looked down, a bit of a grin coming to his face before he flipped off the edge of the stage, flipping as if he was going for a Swanton bomb, but he readjusted at the last second so that his leg came across Schneider’s throat with an ATMOSFEAR! Kanyon rolled off Schneider as the combined weight, with the impact, broke the table clean in half, Kanyon holding his leg as Seraph hooked Schneider’s leg for the cover, the EGW referee just happening to be there to witness the death defying stunt. He quickly ran over and started up the count, his fast count pretty obvious. “One..two..three!” A picture of Matt Schneider came up beside Eliminator as EMTs came out of the entrance and went down to Schneider, loading him up onto a stretcher and rolling him backstage as Seraph helped Kanyon up to his feet. The two cruiserweights looked down the ramp, watching as TNT flew off the apron, landing a huge flying Gore onto Darth Mitey, driving him into the EGW announcers’ table, instantly breaking it. Tolium stood up, pulling the Hardcore title from around his waist and rubbed it in Mitey’s face, rubbing at one point on his forehead onto he got busted open, blood slowly trickling down his face. Tolium pulled Mitey up to his feet, having tossed his Hardcore title off to the side, looking like he was going to hit an Explosion onto the remains of the table...but Seraph and Kanyon came over, talking with TNT a bit. TNT grinned and slammed Darth down into the remains of the table with his main finisher, the Explosion then got up, taking a few steps away to watch the two cruiserweights work. Seraph jumped onto the crowd barrier as Kanyon hefted Mitey up into the Powerbomb positioning, looking like he was really struggling to hold the giant wrestler there. Kanyon took a couple of steps backwards as Serpah leaped off the crowd barrier, slamming his feet into Mitey’s face, Kanyon slamming Darth down with a Powerbomb after he had seen Seraph’s face slam into the bigger wrestler’s face. Kanyon rolled forward, holding onto Darth’s legs for a roll up pin as a GEWE referee came over, starting up the count. “One...two...three!” A picture of Darth Mitey slowly faded into view between Schneider and the clock, the clock now reading nine and a half minutes. Shadow leaped up onto the apron as Locasta and Akira started to stand up, the team of NeoGenesis looking slightly disgruntled at how much time they had been on the floor. As they turned around, their eyes widened in surprise as Shadow Starr flew off the apron...landing a huge cross body press on the tag team to knock them back down. Shadow stayed across them, holding onto them so that he could get a double cover as Grey Fox slid out of the ring, going over to Shadow, looking a bit surprised before starting up the count. “One...two...THREE!” The pictures of Akira and Locasta came onto the screen above the clock, EMTs coming out of the entrance again with two stretchers, looking a little annoyed at how many times they had had to come out to the ring. Shadow slowly stood up, holding his ribs as he glanced about, quickly figuring out who was left.

The EMTs loaded NeoGenesis onto the stretchers then rolled them backstage as Aroba Asula jumped onto Shadow from behind, locking in a sleeper hold. Shadow threw his arms around, trying to get loose from the sleeper hold as he dropped down to knees, his face starting to go purple from lack of air. Shadow started to feebly claw at Asula’s arms, obviously trying to get loose from the sleeper hold that was taking effect on him. Finally Shadow’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as his eye lids slowly eased shut, falling forward as Asula released him, following him with a hook of the leg. Grey Fox jogged over and made the count, obviously a bit surprised that Shadow was being pinned by Asula. “One...two...three!” The giant picture of Shadow was replaced by a picture of Asula, a smaller picture picture of Shadow appearing to the left of NeoGenesis. Asula stood up as Shadow woke up, glancing around him before looking up to the BarTron, a really mad look coming onto his face before he stood up, storming up the ramp with his hands curled up into fists, obviously ticked off that he had been eliminated from the brawl. Asula glanced around then slid into the ring at exact same moment that Eclipse slid up into the ring, the two staring each other down before locking up in the center of the ring. Eclipse started to drive Asula back towards the ropes, but Asula dropped back and down, driving Eclipse’s throat onto the middle rope with a Drop Toe Hold, immediately jumping back up to his feet after doing so. He glanced around then laughed, running to the opposite ropes and bounced off of them, running back and jumping at the last second, driving all his weight against Eclipse’s back as his lower body flew against Eclipse’s shoulders. Asula bounced off, looking like he was about to do it again, but Eclipse threw his leg up, mule kicking Asula in the crotch, knocking him down to the ground. Eclipse stood up and turned around, kicking Asula again, this time in the stomach area to get him bent down more. Eclipse slowly lifted Asula hopped, holding him in the powerbomb positioning for a few seconds then slammed him down, holding onto him for the cover as Joe Schmoe slid back into the ring, making the count. “One....two...THREE!” The big picture of Asula was replaced by a picture of Eclipse, a smaller picture of Asula coming in beside the picture of Shadow Starr. Eclipse slowly stood up, coughing a bit as he held his back, grinning down at Asula...until he saw Carnage running at him. Eclipse let out a yell of surprise then dropped down, sending Carnage face down into the mat with a drop toe hold, immediately getting back to his feet as Carnage did a front handspring to get back to his feet. Carnage turned around, only to get knocked back down to the ground by a clothesline by Eclipse, who ran to the opposing ropes and ran back, Carnage getting up at the last second to get knocked down by another clothesline. Eclipse stopped and taunted the crowd a bit, getting them relied up a bit then turned down, lifting Carnage up by his hair and whipped him to the opposing ropes, catching the wrestler as he ran back and sent him down to the ground with a desperation Spinebuster, holding onto him for the cover. Grey Fox nodded as he went down onto all fours beside Eclipse, obviously impressed by the show of athleticism. “One...two...THREE!” A picture of Carnage slid in beside the picture of Asula as Eclipse stood up, a pair of security guards coming down to the ring and leading Asula and Carnage backstage. Eclipse rubbed his stomach a bit and looked around the arena, taking in all the action that was going on around him. Makuta was talking to Samantha Cruz, obviously trying to convince her to have an alliance with him during the match...but instead she slapped him, HARD. Makuta stumbled back from the force of the slap, rubbing his cheek a bit as he looked over at Cruz, obviously in shock that she had hit. He looked like he was about to attack her, but a grin came across his face and stepped back, Cruz tilting her head in confusion...until her face got driven into the ground by Shadoh with a Slip into the Shadows. Makuta laughed a bit and high fived Shadoh, allowing him to cover Cruz for the pin as one of the EGW referees came over, frowning a bit as he started up the count. “One...two...THREE!” A picture of Samantha Cruz slid up beside Carnage as Shadoh stood up, glancing around the arena as Makuta did the same, the two obviously trying to scout some action for them to get involved in, their eyes finally resting on Kanyon and Seraph, who we’re watching the action inside the ring. Makuta and Shadoh glanced at each other and grinned, running down to the ramp together and jumping at the last second, drop kicking Kanyon and Seraph at the same time so that their faces got slammed against the apron. The cruiserweights flipped backwards once in the air, landing on their feet side by side, grinning at each other before sliding up into the air, going over to Eclipse and high fiving him as Apocalypse slid up into the ring, smiling evily as he looked at other three wrestlers. He looked like he was about to go after them, but he got sent down to the floor by a flying head scissors from Powerhouse, who immediately kipped up to his feet, narrowing his eyes at the other three wrestlers before turning back to Apocalypse, standing him up and hefting him onto his shoulders. He held him there for a few seconds then threw him up, twisting him around a bit in the air then grabbing his head, nailing the PhD (Powerhouse Drop). Powerhouse stood up then flipped backwards, moonsaulting onto Apocalypse, who had rolled to his back, Powerhouse holding onto the wrestler for the cover. Grey Fox slid around, starting up the count with a bit of surprise in his eyes. “One...two...THREE!” A picture of Apocalypse slid up beside the picture of Samantha Cruz as Powerhouse stood up, grinning from ear to ear as Apocalypse was rolled out of the ring, being escorted up the ramp by a pair of EGW referees. Powerhouse was about to go after Eclipse, but Makuta got into his way, hitting a few toe kicks to Powerhouse’s gut before sending him down to the mat with a Piledriver. Makuta rolled away then made some motions at Eclipse, the slightly bigger wrestler nodding as he got the message, grabbing Powerhouse by his shoulders and throwing him so that he was leaning against middle rope of the northern set. Makuta made a motion to the crowd then ran to the southern ropes, bouncing off of them and running back, throwing himself into the air and going horizontal, hooking his arms around the middle and top ropes. His body swung around to the outside of the ring then swung back, his knees smashing against Powerhouse’s face, sending him flying into the middle of the ring. Shadoh had jumped onto the top turnbuckle while this had been going on and now jumped off the top turnbuckle, landing the infamous Frog Splash, holding on for the pin. Grey Fox eyeballed the three wrestlers, obviously questioning their teamwork before going down on all fours again, doing the count. “One...two...three!” A picture of Powerhouse floated up beside the picture of Apocalypse as Makuta stood up, slapping his chest a few times as he looked down at Powerhouse, obviously taunting him as the same EGW referees that had escorted Apocalypse slid into the ring, rolling Powerhouse out and escorting him backstage.

Near the GEWE announcers’ table, Tolium and PepperTaker were slugging it out, the two big wrestlers getting closer and closer to the announcement table. Tolium started to get a chain going, switching from fists to forearm smashes, driving Pepper closer and closer to the table. Pepper was looking thoroughly dazed as they reached the table, but TNT bounced Pepper’s head off the table a couple of times for the hell of it, a sick grin on his face as he did so. After about five hits, Tolium locked his hands around Pepper’s throat, lifting him high into the air as Sam and Trent quickly ran away from the table, sensing the immediate danger that Tolium was going for. A thoughtful look came to his face and he adjusted it to a single choke hold, holding onto Pepper’s back with the other hand. He held him there for a few seconds then slammed him down onto the table with a giant chokeslam, the table crumbling to the ground from the impact. One of the GEWE referees ran over, starting up the count as Tolium dropped to his knees, covering Pepper for the pin. “One...two...three!” A picture of Pepper came onto the big screen next to the picture of Powerhouse as Tolium stood up, some EMTs rushing down the ramp with a stretcher, which they quickly loaded Pepper onto and rolled him backstage with. Tolium turned and leaned against the crowd barrier, his eyes traveling across the rest of the arena as he assessed who was left to eliminate in this match up. On the other side of the ring, Kanyon had gotten Xyler into a Powerbomb position whilst Seraph jumped up onto the apron, a certain grin coming onto his face in obvious excitement at the move he was about to hit. Seraph got a running start then leaped off the apron, twisting himself around in the air to nail a drop kick right to Xyler’s face, Kanyon following it up with a Powerbomb. Kanyon held the legs, though, rolling through for the pin as a GEWE referee came over, starting up the count. “One...two...THREE!” A picture of Xyler floated up beside PepperTaker as a EGW referee came over. Kanyon released Xyler and stood up as the referee helped Xyler up, leading him backstage. Up on the stage, Shadow Magus and Frost(Not Jack Frost) were slugging it out, Frost starting to the advantage as he pushed Magus down the ramp. Frost took a couple of steps back as he saw that Magus was dazed, then charged forward with a clothesline, a sickening thump heard as Magus hit the ramp. Frost flopped down onto him, hooking the leg for the cover as a GEWE referee came over, starting up the count. “One...two...three!” A picture of Magus floated onto the big screen next to the picture of Xyler as a single EMT came down with a stretcher, loading Magus onto it then leading him backstage as Frost stood up, glancing around before running after Killa, who was standing beside the BTWF announcers’ table. Killa turned around, expecting to watch some more action, but turned right into a Spear from Frost that drove him into the announcers’ table, breaking it in half. Frost landed a few well placed punches then lifted Killa up, kicking him in the gut then lifted him up onto his shoulders, holding him there for a few seconds before hitting a sit-out powerbomb onto the remains of the table, holding onto him for the pin. Grey Fox slid out of the ring and went over to Frost, nodding a bit before going down on all fours for the count. “One...two...THREE!” A picture of Killa floated up onto the big screen beside the picture of Magus as Frost stood up, more EMTs coming down and helping Killa backstage. Frost turned around, expecting to go into the ring, but got knocked down to the ground by a double flying clothesline from Shadoh and Makuta, who had hopped onto the top rope when they had seen Frost land the Sit-Out Powerbomb on Killa. The two cruiserweights rolled to their backs then kipped up, grabbing Frost by his head and lifted him to his feet, only to land a double drop kick that knocked him over the guard rail. When the two cruiserweights had flown off the top rope, DarkFyre had slid into the ring, jumping onto Eclipse’s back and locking in the Fyre Lock. Eclipse flailed his arms around, trying to get loose from the dangerous submission maneuver, but was having no luck as he dropped down to his knees, his eyes starting to ease shut. As Eclipse’s eyes finally did shut, DarkFyre released the hold and picked Eclipse up, hooking Eclipse’s leg and neck then lifted him up, falling forward with a cradle rock bottom, otherwise known as the Blackfire Slam. Instead of releasing the hold, though, he held onto Eclipse as Joe Schmoe came over, going down on all fours for the count. “One...two...THREE!” The giant picture of Eclipse was replaced with a picture of Darkfyre as a mini picture of Eclipse floated up beside the picture of Killa.

Makuta and Shadoh looked back to the ring, curling their lips in anger as they saw Eclipse being escorted backstage by a EGW referee, turning around and again Double Drop Kicking Frost so that he slammed against a steel chair, breaking it. The two cruiserweights hopped onto the crowd barrier, Shadoh leaping off first with a Shooting Star Press, rolling out of the way as Makuta leaped off, flipping in the air twice for a 450 splash, holding onto Frost for the pin. Grey Fox hopped the barrier and jogged over, starting up the count as he went onto all fours beside the two. “One...two...THREE!” A picture of Frost floated onto the big screen beside the picture of Eclipse as Makuta stood up, some EMTs coming through the crowd with a stretcher and loaded Frost onto it, rolling him away through the crowd. Shadoh and Makuta hopped over the crowd barrier and slid into the ring, narrowing their eyes at DarkFyre as they slid into the ring. They looked like they were about to attack him, but they got sent to their backs by a roll up from the team of Seraph and Kanyon, the two holding them there as Schmoe came over, starting up the count. “One...two...THREE!” The pictures of Makuta and Shadoh floated onto the big screen, side by side as Seraph and Kanyon released them, standing up with a laugh. Makuta and Shadoh stood up, looking at the big screen in shock before sliding out of the ring, walking up the ramp as they grumbled darkly to each other. On the outside of the ring, TNT had snuck up behind Joey and had clotheslined him down to the ground, following it up with some stomps. Joey slowly started to get up, but Tolium grabbed him by the hair and stood him up, locking both hands around Joey’s throat and lifted him up, grinning evilly. Tolium held Joey up there for a few seconds then sat down, slamming Joey to the ground with an Explosion, holding onto him for the pin. Grey Fox ran over, sliding down to all fours and starting the count. “One...two...THREE!” A picture of Joey floated up above the picture of Makuta as Tolium stood up, an EGW referee helping Joey up then leading him backstage. Tolium slid into the ring and ran right past DarkFyre, landing a Gore on Kanyon and Seraph, driving Kanyon out of the ring, but putting Seraph face first into the corner turnbuckles. Tolium quickly got up to his feet as Seraph bounced off, looking like he was going to fall down, but Tolium caught Seraph on his shoulders, going back into the corner. Tolium slowly turned around, DarkFyre stepping out of the way as Tolium ran forward, curling his shoulders underneath him as he dove forward, slamming Seraph down to the ground with a Dynamite Plunge, holding onto him for the cover. Grey Fox slid into the ring, starting up the count as he went onto all fours beside Tolium and Seraph. “One...two...THREE!” The picture of Seraph floated up beside the picture of Joey, Tolium standing up as Seraph rolled out of the ring, being lead up the ramp by a GEWE referee. Tolium looked out to ring side, where DarkFyre and Kanyon were throwing fists back and forth, looking fairly ticked off at each other for some reason. An evil grin came onto Tolium’s face and he climbed up onto the top turnbuckle, turning to look out at the two that were brawling. He bent down a bit, as if he was going for a Gore or Spear. DarkFyre got a line of punches going then landed a hard right hand, Kanyon doing a 180 from the force of the impact...right into a diving Spear from Tolium that knocked drove Kanyon into the ground. Tolium stayed laying across Kanyon as Joe Schmoe came over, going down on all fours as he counted the cover. “One...two...THREE!” A picture of Kanyon floated up onto the big screen as Tolium got off of the cruiserweight, DarkFyre sliding into the ring as Jackie Kiddo helped Kanyon up, helping him backstage. Tolium grinned evilly as he looked at DarkFyre, then looked past him to see the clock was down to a minute and a half. Tolium dived into the ring and went right after DarkFyre with right hands, forcing him to the ropes. Once there, Tolium whipped him to the opposing ropes, picking DarkFyre up as he bounced back to slam him down with a huge Spinbebuster. Tolium stood back up and grabbed DarkFyre by his hair, lifting him up as the clock came below a minute, Tolium now lifting DarkFyre up by his throat with a double choke hold. He held him there for a few seconds then sat down, slamming him down with an Explosion! Tolium released the choke hold and grabbed DarkFyre’s legs, holding him in the pin position as Grey Fox slid over, doing a quick count. “One..two..THREE!” The giant picture of DarkFyre was replaced with a picture of Tolium as the clock reached zero, the bell going off again.

DING DING DING!

Victor Cross stood up at ring side, a thoroughly surprised look on his face. “And here is your winner....TAI ‘NITRO’ TOLIUM!” As Victor Cross sat back down, TNT by ACDC ripped across the PA system, Tolium standing up in the ring and throwing his arms above his head with a relived smile on his face. He slipped out of the ring and walked up the ramp, disappearing backstage.