“The following contest is scheduled for one fall, for the BTWF Tag Team Championship!”

The Place got all dark and two fireworks go up the roof from the entrance, then No Leaf Clover starts with the lights of the stadium swicthing between golden, red and blue lights, the BartTron turns on with their Symbol and the posters showing the reward for both men. Apolo and Pohatu appear at the top of the ramp and make their way to the ring. “Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of 555 pounds, they are Apolo and Pohatu, The Outcasts!” They enter into the ring and look around, taunting the crowd.

The music fades away as Step Up blares through the PA system. The audience goes into an instant fray as they watch the champs jump out from the back. They wait on either side of the top of the ramp, jumping up and down to get the adrenaline going. “The their opponents, having a combined weight of 438 pounds, the current Tag Team Champions, Seraph and Irvine ‘The Grand’ Kanyon!” The adrenaline pumping through them now the charge straight down the ramp to in the ring. They climb opposite corners and reveal their belts to the roaring crowd.

The wrestlers went to their respective corners and took off their miscellaneous items. Seraph and Kanyon handed their belts to the ref, who in turn showed them to four ways before handing them to the outside. After some talk it was decided that Seraph and Pohatu would start things off.

Hartman: Here we go. Kanyon and Seraph's first PPV title defense. Sharpton: If this is is HALF as entertaining as the tag match at Ragnarok, this should be really good. Hartman: Psh. It'll probably be just as entertaining or more considering the competiters in this tag match. Sharpton: Those wrestlers aren't here to entertain -you-, Vic. They are here to wrestle. God. Vic: ... But! You said- Aw, nevermind. *Sigh*

DING DING DING

Seraph and Pohatu circle each other, looking over the similar build opponent. They jolt at each other to get in a collar and elbow lockup. After a bit they push themselves out of the move, seeing their strength about the same. They jolt to each other again, but Seraph was quick enough to pull off a drop toe hold. Seraph twisted around on the ground to put on an arm bar. Pohatu was caught by surprise, but wasn’t weak. Pohatu pushed himself up a bit with his free arm to get a roll. Seraph flung away but ended right up on his feet. He waited for Pohatu to rise up, and did a spinning leg scissors takedown from behind. He went got up and came to Pohatu’s side quickly, flipping into a standing moonsault and went for the cover. 1…kick out by Pohatu.

Seraph stood up off the ground and took Pohatu up with him. He gave Irish whipped Pohatu against the ropes, but Pohatu countered and tossed Seraph to the ropes. As Seraph came and got met with a shoulder block. Pohatu ran to the opposite ropes as Seraph made his way up, to be met with a clothesline. Pohatu now picked Seraph up and immediately held on with a gut wrench. A quick belly to belly suplex and Pohatu went for the count. 1…shoulder up by Seraph.

Pohatu looked down at Seraph, and brought them both back to their feet. Pohatu whipped Seraph into his corner, and tagged in Apolo. Pohatu did some kicks to the gut before Apolo joined in. The ref called Pohatu off and Apolo pulled Seraph away from the corner. A front face lock was put on by Apolo, sending Seraph over with a suplex. Apolo got up fast to deliver some face stomps. Seraph rolled over and away from the facial attacks. Apolo just moved to the feet and put on the leg lock. Seraph shot his head up from the submission to his leg. He was far from the ropes so he wiggled back and forth. Apolo couldn’t keep hold long and had to release. But Apolo just came down with an elbow drop and went for the cover. 1…2…kick out by Seraph.

Apolo gave a heavy sigh as he stood up. Seraph was already crawling to his corner, wanting to tag in Kanyon. Apolo interviened grabbing a hold of Seraph’s foot. Seraph made his way up to stand on his other foot and looked at Apolo. He lunged for an enzugiri, but fell down as Apolo dodged it. But Seraph came back up with a mule kick right to the chops. Apolo flew back and Seraph lunged to tag in Kanyon. Kanyon sprinted in to the ring and punched wildly at Apolo. Apolo backed up into the ropes, and Kanyon whipped to the other side. When Apolo came back Kanyon jumped up and nailed a perfect dropkick. Apolo fell back and Kanyon came after with a leg drop right onto his throat. Kanyon went for the cover. 1…2…Pohatu interferes.

Pohatu kicked Kanyon’s back again before Seraph is in and smashing fists down on his back/neck. Pohatu turned and started an even slugfest. Kanyon slowly made his way to his feet, and Pohatu saw. Pohatu did an upper cut to push Seraph away and he landed on the ropes. Kanyon came for a clotheline, but Pohatu just used the arm to redirect Kanyon hard into the corner still close to them. Apolo was up now, and looked evilly at the roped Seraph. He charged to the opposite ropes and came back for a big boot, only to trip over the ropes Seraph pulled down. Pohatu watched his partner fly out of the ring to the outside, and ran the ropes opposite of Seraph. Seraph pulled himself back along with the ropes, and didn’t see Pohatu in time to the ropes down again. Seraph flipped over the top rope after Pohatu clotheslined him. Pohatu hung over the top rope and taunted to Seraph, not expecting Kanyon jumping off the top of the corner to hurricanrana Pohatu out of the ring. All the wrestlers are now outside the ring, down, and surrounded by the audience roaring in the chaos.

The ref looked outside and started the count. 1…2…Everyone slowly got their way up, feuding with the opponent they landed near. Kanyon slugged out with Apolo while Pohatu was fighting Seraph. …3….4…5…Seraph won on the punching and grabbed ahold of Pohatu’s head. With a little charge he bashed Pohatu’s head into the steel steps and tossed him in to break the count. Apolo on the other side did a cheap punch to Kanyon’s gut. The ref started the count for Kanyon 1…2…Apolo held Kanyon’s head in his hands, moving towards the corner post. Kanyon stopped the attack by putting his foot to the corner. He in turn grabbed Apolo’s head and banged it against the steel post with a clunk. Apolo stumbled back completely dazed and fell against the Spanish announcer’s table. …3…4…5… Seraph was up on the apron and smiled as he looked at Kanyon. Kanyon smiled back went after the dazed Apolo, lifting him up onto the table. Uno and Dos backed off as Kanyon came down with a few elbows and Seraph walking over to the corner close to them. …6...7... before the count went any further Kanyon rolled into the ring, leaving Apolo open for the end. Seraph punched his fists twice before spreading his arms out like wings and looking into the ring. The crowd stood up as Seraph had the crazy look in his eyes. The whole arena held there breathe as Seraph jumped back to land a Limited Moon onto Apolo and through the Spanish table!!! The reaction was intense as Seraph leaned against the barrier holding his gut, kneeling over the passed out Apolo.

Hartman: Holy~! What a suicide dive through the spanish tables. Sharpton: Heh. Aren't you glad that isn't ours?

Kanyon yelled as the maneuver succeeded and turned to Pohatu who was already up. A few forearm smashes to Kanyon and Pohatu put him between his legs. He dragged a thumb across his throat to signal the end. Kanyon’s arms were folded behind his back and Pohatu held his hands together. A tug lifted Kanyon up, but the a kick off by Kanyon brought him over and out of the grip. Pohatu turned but got half way before Kanyon made a knee to the gut. The doubled over Pohatu was right in position, as Kanyon followed up with a Dusty Road! The crowd shot up another yell at the near end. The match was not over, and Kanyon was bringing it to and end. He folded Pohatu’s legs and locked in the Grand Kanyon! The pain brought Pohatu right into a yell. He was far from the ropes and he felt like his head being ripped off. One more second and Pohatu tap’s out!

DING DING DING

The Hell Song takes over the PA system as Kanyon is still in his finisher. Once it sunk in he let go and looked up to the crowd. Seraph was already back up, holding his gut, and received the belts back from the ring officials. “And your winner, and still, BTWF Tag Team Champions, Seraph and Irvine ‘The Grand’ Kanyon!” Seraph slides into the ring to one arm hug his partner and give back his belt. They raise their hands into the air with belt high and to shine. The crowd yells their reaction of approval with cheers to the still champs. Seraph hunches over his gut and they roll out of the ring. Belts still raised up to the crowd they make their way back up the ramp. One last pat on the back and they exit to the back.