STRANGLEHOLD Stranglehold Producer John Follett is seen walking down a hallway backstage. Followed by a half dozen Security Guards, Follett makes his way to an unknown destination. He holds his cellphone up to his ear. The camera zooms in to pick up the conversation.

Follett: What do you mean Kevin Cosmos went on vacation?

Follett pauses.

Follett: How come nobody told me that?

Follett pauses again to listen.

Follett: Jesus christ! Well......I guess I'm gonna have to find someone to replace him in his match against Jeff Raid.

One last pause.

Follett: No, the show must go on and I'll be damned if I'm gonna have a cancelled match on my card tonite. I'll find somebody.

Follett pulls the phone away from his ear and flips it shut. His facial expression reads: frustration 100% He turns a corner and opens a door. He walks through the doorway and the door closes behind him. The camera catches a name plate on the closed door that reads: Mr. Follett.

The show opening then begins...

On Saturday June 19, 2004 @8:00 P.M.
From ReUnion Arena in Dallas, Texas



Outside the arena in the parking lot the camera awaits. We see a fairly large black Navigator Limousine pull up to the arena's entrance. The camera zooms in on the liscense plates that read: LK4L. The Limo driver steps out and heads to the rear Passanger's side door. He opens it up and out steps Legend Killers X-Kalibur and Mike Furious.

Furious: Well it's showtime.

X-Kal acknowleges and both Superstars make their way into the arena.

The scene switches to the soldout Reunion Arena. The cameras pan a wild crowd as dozens of pyros shoot off from all around...

The cameras quickly zoom in a few select signs held by fans that read:

"Remove my Anal Warts Doc!"
"Rage needs to switch to de-caffeinated!"
"Agent Gingerfish to star in the next Matrix movie?"
"TNT airs outdated UWA matches, ratings up 60%!"
"Mystery Partner rules!"
"Follett is gonna bomb this one!"

and lastly...

Ron Rose is a Sex-aholic!"


~Preliminary Bout~
Sean Daymer
vs
Jason Kash

"G'd Up" by G-Unit blares over the arena as does thousands of 'boos' from the fans. A couple of small pyros flare off as Jason Kash makes his way out from behind the curtain. He very pompously makes his way down the ramp and into the ring. Once in the ring, he climbs the ring post, tears off his shirt, and shows off his muscular build.

"Our first match features a couple of UWA newcomers John."

"Yes it does Trent so either it's gonna be a really impressive match from one of these two 'newbies' or really, really boring."

Moments later "Breaking Down" by Forced Ejection begins to play. Sean Daymer then makes his way out to the mixed reactions of the crowd. Daymer walks halfway down the ramp and then stops and removes his shirt and sunglasses. Kash walks to the edge of the ring and signals for Daymer to come down. Daymer looks back and then charges the rest of the way down the ramp and slides into the ring.

"Here we go!"

Immediately Kash begins to stomp Daymer as he rises to his feet. Daymer then throws a quick jab and locks up with Kash. The two shift bodyweight for a moment and then Kash gains the advantage. Kash throws a couple of uppercuts to Daymer and then whips him toward the corner. Daymer goes crashing into the corner chest first and Kash charges from behind. Still aware, Daymer propels himself off the top rope and leaps over Kash. This time Kash goes crashing into the corner. Daymer then quickly grabs Kash from behind and delivers a quick german suplex.

"Some good awareness and speed showcased by Sean Daymer early in this match!"

"Are you kiddin me? Even I could do that."

Daymer picks Kash back up pops him with a combonation of right and left hooks. A dazed Kash stumbles back and then gets hit with a Daymer drop kick. Kash bounces off the canvas but is quick to get back up. Daymer immediately charges at Kash but Kash ducks underneath his clothesline attempt. Daymer bounces off the ropes and charges at Kash again. Kash gets off to the side of the charging Daymer and takes him down with an armbar.

Chants of "boring......boring" begin to come from the crowd watching.

"....and an Armbar takedown by Jason Kash."

"Man this match sucks, we need some excitement....some blood......something. C'mon Mr. Follett do something!"

- - - THE ARENA LIGHTS GO OUT - - -

The crowd begins to cheer and camera flashes go off. The flashes from fan cameras provide the least bit of light, where some movement can still be seen in the ring.

"What the hell!"

"Yes! Yes! Do you know what this means Trent?"

"No what?"

"That we don't have to see these two pathetic excuses for UWA Superstars wrestle with the lights on!"

Moments later the arena lights come back on and none other than Minds Eye is standing in the middle of the ring. The crowd goes nuts. We see both Jason Kash and Sean Daymer hung from the ring posts on opposite sides of the ring. Both men are motionless as they are nuced up to the outside of the ring.

"Oh my God! It's Minds Eye, It's Minds Eye........Minds Eye is here!"

"L....look, he just, just hung Daymer and Kash from the outside of the ring posts! I don't think their feet are touching the ground Trent!"

Chants of: "Holy shit......holy shit" now errupt from the crowd.

"This is an unbelivable start to Stranglehold John!"

"Your telling me."

Minds Eye continues to stand in the middle of the ring for a few more minutes. He looks over at the strung up Jason Kash and then over at the suspended Sean Daymer. On the rampway a dozen UWA Security guards and Paramedics stand, too frightened to make their way all the way to ringside.

"This is great!"

The arena lights flicker off again for a tenth of a second. However when they come back on, Minds Eye is no longer standing in the ring and is nowhere to be found. The crowd watching is at awe as Security and Paramedics rush over to Daymer and Kash who are still hung from the ring posts.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this wasn't supposed to happen here tonite. The Malvolent Legend himself; Minds Eye has shocked us all by appearing out of nowhere and literally hanging UWA necomers Jason Kash and Sean Daymer to the ring posts! But why, why did Minds Eye come down here tonite and do such a thing?"

"It's a simple answer Trent.......to send a message to the rest of the UWA."

Both Kash and Daymer are placed onto stretchers and wheeled up the rampway by Paramedics. With the arena crowd still in shock by what they just witnessed, the scene fades.


In the backstage area we see John Follett walking down another hallway. With his Entourage of Security still behind him, he heads toward the Locker rooms. Follett checks his watch as he turns corner. Suddenly he stumbles back as he bumps into somebody.

Follett: What f.....watch where your g.........

Follett looks up and see Mike Furious and X-Kalibur standing in front of him.

Follett: Oh it's you guys. How we doing tonite Mike, X-Kal?

Furious looks at X-Kal with his arms crossed. The glares back at Follett.

Furious: Oh were good, and you? How's thee a.....show going so far?

Follett: Okay so far, Minds Eye depleted my first match......but the fans enjoyed it and I'm sure the World watching did to. But actually, I'm glad you guys are here. Kevin Cosmos is inactive right now and nobody told me this.

Furious shrugs his shoulders.

Furious: Ya......so.......

Follett: Well he's got a match scheduled tonite against Jeff Raid and I need a replacement. There's no way in hell I'm scrapping this match. It's nothing special, just a standard one on one bout.

Furious grins.

Furious: Really.....well I guess I could......

Follett cuts Furious's sentence off.

Follett: X-Kal, would you be willing to take that spot tonite?

X-Kalibur's eyes light up. Furious's grin turns to a frown. X-Kal looks at Furious.

X-Kalibur: Shit Mike....what do you think?

Furious glares at Follett for a moment and then looks back at X-Kalibur.

Furious: I say stomp this motherf#cker Jeff Raid out.

X-Kalibur: Alright Johnny, I'm your man for da' job. When you need me to go on?

Follett: In about 5 minutes......is that a problem?

X-Kalibur: Not at all.

Follett: Alright great, thanks X. Mike, no hard feelings man........just remember what we talked about this week.

Follett turns away and heads back toward his office. Furious and X-Kal watch as his Security follows.

X-Kalibur: Don't sweat it Mike, you got the Wildcard to fight in tommorrow anyway.

Furious: I know, It's not the match it's that son of bitches' attitude.

The scene fades.



- - - A 5 MINUTE COMMERCIAL FOR THIS WEEK'S RAMPAGE IN JACKSON, MISSISSIPPI PLAYS - - -



~Standard Match~
X-Kalibur
(in place of Kevin Cosmos)
vs
Jeff Raid

"Duality" by Slipknot begins to play and the crowd boos to the entrance of UWA necomer; Jeff Raid. Raid walks down the ramp arrying a Canadien flag and waves it back and forth. The crowd boos only grow heavier to the display.

"That's showing pride in one's country Trent."

"Yeah right, I don't see any stars or stripes on that flag!"

"Who is this guy again?"

Raid enters the ring and continues to wave the flag. However second later he is cut off as "The Champ is Here" by Jadakiss begins to play. X-Kalibur emerges from behind the curtain and instantly an array of blue and gold pyros spark off from the platform. X-Kal makes his way half way down the ramp and then stops. He takes off his denim jacket and then takes off his necklace and "Legend Killers" t-shirt.

"Here he is, the reason all of these people are here tonite!"

"Well I don't know about that, but I'm sure I speak for everyone watching when I say that we appreciate X-Kalibur taking the place of the inactive Kevin Cosmos."

"Your damn right Trent! I mean who else would be willing do drop everything they're doing and go fight in a matter of minutes. I mean look at 'em, he's wrestling in his street clothes!"

X-Kalibur charges the ring and immediately Raid sets down the flag and prepares himself. X-Kal slides under the ropes and jumps up. Raid charges him and the two begin to exchange blows.

X-Kal quickly takes an advantage and twists Raid's arm behind his back. Raid slaps his own shoulder in pain as X-Kal then whips him back around throws a vicious forearm shot. The knock sends Raid down to the canvas. X-Kal then waits as Raid jumps back up. X-Kal charges Raid and lunges. Raid hits the mat again as X-Kal nails a flying cross-body. X-Kal gets back up and stomps raid a couple of times in the abdomen. Raid clinches his gut but is then helped back up by X-Kal.

"X-Kalibur is man-handling Jeff Raid!"

"Who's Jeff Raid again?"

X-Kal whips Raid across the ring. Raid bounces off the ropes and comes back at X-Kal. X-Kal puts his leg up but Raid luckily ducks underneath. X-Kal then turns and gets poked in the eye by Raid.

"What a cheap move! Is that his finisher?"

X-Kal covers his eye as Raid grabs X-Kal and whips him into the corner of the ring. Raid follows, charging at X-Kal. Raid lunges but X-Kal jumps out of the way and watches him crash into the turnbuckles. X-Kal then spins Raid around backhands him across the face. With Raid still in the corner, X-Kal just nails him with left and right hooks like a "madman".

"X-Kalibur is pissed!"

X-Kal then finishes off with one good pop and pulls Raid out of the corner. He locks up Raid and delivers a northern lights suplex. X-Kal pops back up but Raid arches his back in back. X-Kal stands ready and waiting for Raid to get back up.

"He's killing him!"

After a minute Raid finally gets back up. X-Kal charges at him and nails him with a "Lugz boot to the Face". Raid hits the canvas again hard but gets up to a knee. X-Kal then picks up back up and jacks him into the air.

"It's over!"

"Here comes the XKlusive!"

X-Kal drops Raid with the XKlusive hard. Raid hits the canvas yet again. He lays motionless as X-Kal places one foot on Raid's chest.

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***THE BELL SOUNDS***

"And that's all she wrote Trent."

"Well X-Kalibur delivers yet another convincing win, this time over UWA rookie Jeff Raid."

"The Champ is Here" plays again as X-Kal brushes off his shoulders in a very cocky fashion. He then steps over the motionless Raid and exits the ring. The crowd boos X-Kal as he holds him arms up in victory while walking back up the ramp.



The scene switches the inside of John Follett's Office. We see Follett sitting on a leather couch, watching the finish of the X-Kalibur/Jeff Raid match. With his Security standing around the room, Follett pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and begins to dial. Suddenly his door bursts open and in pops Doc Placebo. Follett jumps off the couch and the Security guards rush over and grab Placebo.

Follett: He's alright, he's alright, let him in.

The Guards release Placebo and Doc rushes over to Follett.

Follett: What do you want Placebo?

Placebo: I want my name taken off that freakin Tag Team Turmoil card right now! It is a bunch of crap that I have fight next to that scumbage Rage!

Follett: Wait a minute Doc. Let me first ask you......do I look like one of your Minions? No I don't! So don't you come in here and make demands to me. You don't want to fight with Rage that's too bad, the Match already set and that's that.

Placebo: Well then I'm gonna let you know now that I won't be attending then.

Follett moves closer to Placebo and puts his finger in his chest.

Follett: Let me tell you something Doc........if you pull a "no show" in my Tag Team Turmoil match, then not only will you be fined and suspended from Stranglehold......but I will see to it that Mr. Mark Drivlane hands you a pink slip by Monday. So what's gonna happen is when it comes time for the Main Event and when your theme music plays, your ass better be walking down that ramp and be at ringside. Or else it's the freakin un-employment line for you.

Placebo: Whatever!

Placebo turns and storms out of Follett's office. Follett shakes his head in disbelif. He then turns to one of his Security Guards.

Follett: Can you belive this freakin guy!?

The Scene Fades.




~Special Stranglehold Q & A Session~
John Manning
interviews
QBall

John Manning stands in the middle of the ring with a microphone. Two chairs are set up in the ring with Manning. A television is lowered from the arena rafters. The picture on the television reads: "Stranglehold Q & A Session with your host John Manning". The crowd quiets down as Manning raises the mic and addresses the crowd.

"Ladies and gentlemen......I am proud to bring you the very first addition of the Saturday Night Stranglehold Question and Answer Session!"

The crowd cheers.

"I am your host John Manning and each Saturday night I will bring you only the best of the best in the United Wrestling Alliance for a simple, casual conversation. All those things you've always wanted to know about a UWA Superstar, all the questions you've always wanted anwered finally will in this segement. So without further adue, let me bring out this week's guest. He is a new face in the UWA and has certainly made more than enough noise around here so far. He is one part of the new force that is The Xtreme Revolution, here is.........QBall!"

"Criminal" by Eminem plays and neon green laser-lights flash around the entrance-way. QBall steps out from behind the curtain and holds his arms out. The crowd goes wild as QBall then begins to walk down the ramp. He reaches the ring and walks up the ring steps. Manning greets QBall as he gets into the ring. The two shake hands and then Manning gestures to QBall to sit. QBall takes his seat and Manning sits down after. Moments later the music fades and the interview begins.

"Mr. QBall again thanks for being on the show, we appreciate you volutarily being the first guest on our inagural segment of the Q & A session."

QBall: No problem John. Thanks for having me.

"Alright so let me first ask you QBall.......out of all the Professional Wrestling Promotions in the World today, why did you choose to sign with the UWA?"

QBall thinks himself for a breif moment.

QBall: Well John, the reason why I chose the UWA, instead of all of those other damn businesses, is because I noticed yours and was watching it on T.V., and that Stranglehold had some pretty damn good wrestlers, unlike the Japanese wrestlers I was facing. So, I thought I might as well give nit a try. The next thing I knew, I was in the UWA, and kicking X-Kalibur's ass all up and down Merril Street.

The crowd errupts again for a moment.

"Well alright. Now you've been here for a couple of months and like I said before, you've made quite a bit of noise already. With that being said, you obviously have great intentions and ambitions in the UWA. But what is your primary goal here in the United Wrestling Alliance?"

QBall: And my goal in this industry, is not to get the title, not to beat the man in the business, but something I have my mind set on. I wanna revolutionize this business, and make it like it should be. And the reason my goal is not to become the Heavyweight Champion, is because I can do that on spare time, so that is not something to keep my mind on. But I wanna make this business, as brutal and amazing as it should be. I want this business to simply be the best. And I know it is, and I wanna keep it that way. I also wanna make it the best by far. I don't want any other organizations alongside with us, I want them in our tracks and eating the dirt. But if I wanted an accomplishment for myself, it would have to be to put that rappy rat XKal back to his drug infested home! He don't belong here, and I'll be the one to prove it! I also wanna create a little havoc with my X Revolution main man, Steve Xtreme. As I get a little better in this business, I will get the titles, then create all the havoc, like blowing up some other punks car or shit like that. But otherwise, I'll stick to my first goal, revolutionizing this damn business I'm about to conquer.

"That's a very commendable goal if I do say so myself. Now QBall I have to ask you......who do you perceive as being the biggest threat, the biggest force in the UWA?"

QBall smiles.

QBall: You're askin me, who do I percieve as the biggest threat in this business? That's a fucking stupid question man. Of course the answer is Q-Ball, not only has he made an impact on this business, but he has handled all of his competition with ease! But, another wrestler, without a shadow of a doubt, it would be Steve Xtreme. I know what he can do in the ring, and he was the one who taught me how to wrestle, and he taught me how to be great in this business. Oh, I'm sorry, did you think I was gonna say you, XKal? Hell naw man, you just anotha Hall Of Fama, who can't do jack shit to me! And the reason why I think Steve Xtreme is a big threat to this business, is because he ius classified as a wrestler in the low ranks, but when you see him in the ring, one on one, you will see the difference. He will kick anyone's ass!

"Well I think everyone in the UWA sees alot of potential in Steve Xtreme. But QBall let me ask you this, you can have one match against any one opponent.....with any stipulation of your choice. Who would you fight and in what kind of a match?"

QBall thinks to himself for a moment.

QBall: You know, that's a good question, and I'm sorry Steve Xtreme, I gotta exclude you in this match. I wanna face XKal in a re-match, cause I wanna end his life and send him in a coffin. In our match, I found that a bunch of bullshit. Those refs are fucking outstanding in a main even, but in my match, they ain't do shit for me! So I want a re-match with XKal, cause he's a man I wanna prove myself to. The type of match I would want him in, would be a three stages of hell match. The first match would be a TLC match, then a No Holds Barred Match, and the thrid match won't even be gotten to cause I would have beaten XKal in the first two. But, if he got a miracle to happen, the third match would be a No Disqualification I Quit Match! Cause we got some unfinished business we gotta do, and I still wanna hear him say those magical words.

"Now that's a match I would love to see. Now QBall, it's time for what we call 'Manning's Word Association'. How it works is.....I'm gonna say a word, name, location, anything and you just fire back with the first thought that pops into your head. Ready?"

QBall: Shoot....

"Steve Xtreme?"

QBall: Xtreme Icon

"Cortez Prodigy?"

QBall: Daycare Manager

"Minds Eye?"

QBall: My Brotha

"Mark Drivlane?"

QBall: God

"Saturday Night Stranglehold?"

QBall: Needs Improvement.......nah just playing, F#cking awesome!

"Xtreme Revolution?"

QBall: Perfection

"The Legend Killers?"

QBall: Bitchy

"Dallas, Texas?"

QBall: A bunch of low life scumbucket bitches who came to see me!

The crowd errupts in boos as QBall laughs.

"Well alright. QBall thanks for your time, I'd give me more but I'm all out of it."

Manning extends his hand to QBall and the two shake again. The crowd continues to boo as "Criminal" begins to play again. QBall stands up and bows to the crowd in cocky fashion. The scene then cuts to commercial.



The Scene cuts backstage. Inside The Legend Killer dressing room, X-Kalibur and Mike Furious stare at a television as the QBall interview comes to a close. Furious glares at the t.v. with one eye brow raised and X-Kalibur with a look of disgust.

X-Kalibur: No dat' motherf#cer didn't!

X-Kalibur looks at Furious.

X-Kalibur: Let go Mike.....we got to straiten dis' bitch out, right now!

X-Kalibur opens the dressing room door and charges out. Furious cracks his knuckles and then follows.


~No Holds Barred Match~
Winner gets Television title shot next week!
Steve Xtreme
vs
Agent Gingerfish

"Here we go, this is a match-up that I've been waiting for all week!"

"Your telling me! Now these next two competitors really cannot stand each other."

"Well there's just more than hatred up at stake here, the winner of this match will get a shot at Cortez Prodigy and the Television Championship next week."

"Meant to Live" by Switchfoot blares over the arena P.A. Neon green laser-lights flash all around the entrance way as Steve Xtreme steps out from behind the curtain. The crowd goes wild as Xtreme slowly makes his way down the ramp.

"Steve Xtreme looks determined, determined to get another crack at Cortez Prodigy and that T.V. title."

"Well he needs to get through a Gingersnap first!"

"Payback" by Flaw begins to play and smoke rises up from the rampway. Through the fog walks Agent Gingerfish. The crowd rants at Gingerfish as he heads down to the ring. As Gingerfish walks up the ring steps, Xtreme cracks his kneck and stretches out his triceps. After a few more moments, the music fades and the Ref signals for the bell.

Immediately Gingerfish and Xtreme lock up. The advantage shifts back and forth for a few moments. Xtreme manages to wrap behind Gingerfish and bear hugs him. Gingerfish attempts to spin around but Xtreme refuses to lessen his grip. Xtreme then drives Gingerfish across the ring and crashes him chest first into the turnbuckles. Xtreme then pulls Gingerfish out of the corner and German suplexes him to the canvas. Both men jump back up and exchange left and right hooks.

"Gingerfish better wake up."

"Yeah. Xtreme has come out strong so far!"

"Well if I know Ginger, he will 'snap' out of it! Get it?"

"Your an idiot."

Xtreme keeps his advantage and uses a single leg takedown on Gingerfish. Xtreme then climbs over Gingerfish and puts him in a headlock. Gingerfish reaches out for the ropes. The Referee gets down on a knee and looks for a tap.

The fans cheer as Xtreme keeps the hold for another minute. He then releases and picks Gingerfish back up. Xtreme grabs Gingerfish's arm and whips him across the ring and into the ropes. Gingerfish bounces off and then comes back at Xtreme. Xtreme charges Gingerfish but is suprised by a quick spear. Xtreme hits the mat and Gingerfish quickly gets over him and throws a few punches to Xtreme's skull.

Gingerfish helps Xtreme back to his feet and kicks him in the midsection. Xtreme bends down and gets hit with a DDT from Gingerfish. Gingerfish then covers Xtreme and hook his leg up.

The Ref gets down for the cover......

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"Agent Gingerfish going for the quick cover."

"It's too early, you gotta ware down Xtreme more than that."

Both competitors are now back on their feet. They lock up again. Xtreme gets Gingerfish in a side-head lock and then drops him with a Bulldog slam. Gingerfish hits the canvas and then flips over. Xtreme gets into the corner and hops up onto the second ropes. Xtreme leaps off and nails Gingerfish with a flying knee to the face. Xtreme jumps up and picks Gingerfish up off the canvas. Xtreme locks Gingerfish up and then drags him to the edge of the ring. He lifts Gingerfish up over his head and then Gorilla slams him over the ropes and out of the ring.

"Oh my, Gingerfish just hit that concreate outside the ring hard!"

"Steve Xtreme is getting well.....extreme!"

"Well no holds barred rules means both competitors can pretty much fight as dirty as they'd like."

Xtreme waits for Gingerfish to rise up off the floor. After a minute, Gingerfish finally rises to his feet. Xtreme then propels himself over the ropes and dives at Gingerfish. Gingerfish looks up just in time and catches Xtreme. Gingerfish quickly takes Xtreme and drives him into the ring post. Xtreme yelps in pain. Gingerfish then backs up and rams Xtreme again, and again. Gingerfish drops Xtreme to the floor and turns around. He walks up to the "Time Keeper" and pulls him out of his chair. Behind him, Xtreme slowly gets back up. Gingerfish folds up the "Time Keepers" chair and turns around. Just then, Xtreme charges at Gingerfish and missle drop kicks the chair. The chair comes back in Gingerfish's arms and wacks his face. Gingerfish drops the chair and flies back. Xtreme picks up the chair and drives it into Gingerfish's rib cage.

"Xtreme now showing signs of life again."

Xtreme drives the chair into Gingerfish's ribs a few more times and then raises it over his head. Gingerfish looks up and get nailed with the chairshot. Gingerfish falls down to floor. Xtreme then throws the chair off to the side and picks Gingerfish back up. he walks Gingerfish back to the ring and rolls him in. Xtreme then walks back over to the chair and picks it up. He begins to climb the ring post as Gingerfish still lies motionless on the canvas. Xtreme gets to the top rope and signals to the crowd. The crowd cheers as Xtreme clinches the chair in his chest and leaps off the ropes. Xtreme splashes onto Gingerfish with the chair.

"Holy sh....Stranglehold! That had to hurt!"

Xtreme rolls off of Gingerfish and clinches his chest in pain. He then slowly crawls over to Gingerfish and covers him with an arm.

The Referee gets down for the count......

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"How the......?"

"Gingerfish kicks out at last second!"

"Xtreme thought he had it won.......and so did I!"

Xtreme pounds his fist on the mat in frustration. Both men then slowly rise back to their feet. Xtreme looks to lock up with Gingerfish again but Gingerfish drops to a knee and delivers a low blow to Xtreme. The crowd boos at the cheap shot. Xtreme bends down and clenches his stomach. Gingerfish then backs up a couple of steps and delivers a scissor kick that knocks Xtreme to the mat face first. Gingerfish then gets over the top of Xtreme and lifts up his chin and sits back.

The Ref gets down in front of Xtreme as Xtreme hollers in pain.

"Gingerfish has got Xtreme in a recliner!"

"Is he tapping? Is he tapping?"

Xtreme refuses to tap despite Gingerfish reclining further and further back. Xtreme reaches for the rope but is a foot away. The crowd begins chants of "Let's go Stevie.....Let's go Stevie".

Gingerfish gets frustrated that Xtreme won't tap and finally releases the hold. He then stands back up and stomps Xtreme in the back a dozen times. Gingerfish then walks over and picks up the chair that is still in the ring. He takes the chair to the center of the canvas and unfolds it. Xtreme is now on a knee trying to regain composure. Gingerfish grabs Xtreme and walks him over to the chair. He slugs him in the stomach and then sits Xtreme down.

Gingerfish charges toward the ropes and bounces off. He comes back at Xtreme and dives into the air. Xtreme looks up and jumps out of the chair just in time. Gingerfish crashes down onto the chair hard. Xtreme kicks Gingerfish in the face a couple of times and then takes the chair and folds it back up. He places the chair onto Gingerfish's head and then drops an elbow on top of it. Xtreme pulls the chair off of Gingerfish and then lifts him back to his feet. Gingerfish just stands dazed as Xtreme locks him up and nails him with a nasty neckbreaker.

Oh this may be it!"

I don't think Gingerfish knows where he is!"

Xtreme rolls Gingerfish over and covers him.

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KICK OUT!!!

"Just barely! And Xtreme can't belive it!"

Xtreme lifts Gingerfish back up and whips him into the corner of the ring. Xtreme then charges and splashes onto Gingerfish. Xtreme then climbs up to the second turnbuckle and begins to pound on Gingerfish some more. On his second punch, Gingerfish suddenly ducks underneath Xtreme and gets behind him. Within a blink of an eye, Gingerfish grabs ahold of Xtreme and propels him backward. Xtreme flies over the to of Gingerfish and knocks into the Referee. Both Xtreme and the Ref hit the canvas.

"What a reversal by Gingerfish! But now the Referee is down!"

Gingerfish staggers over to Xtreme kicks him a few times. Xtreme fights his way to his feet but is hit with a swinging kneck breaker courtesy of Gingerfish. Gingerfish then backs up and waits for Xtreme to get back up. Xtreme gets back up and is met by a charging Gingerfish. Gingerfish runs at Xtreme and Xtreme swings. Gingerfish ducks underneath Xtreme's fist and locks him up.

"I think were gonna see The Kigeon Piller!"

Gingerfish jacks up Xtreme and delivers "The Kigeon Piller". Gingerfish covers a knocked out Xtreme.

The Referee still lies motionless in the corner of the ring.

"1........2.........3.....this one should be over!"

Gingerfish gets up off of Xtreme and walks over to the Referee. A comotion then breaks out amongst the crowd as QBall is seen running down the ramp. Gingerfish reaches the Referee and smacks him in the face to alert him. At that point, QBall gets into the ring.

"The other half of Xtreme Revolution has just arrived!"

QBall walks up to Gingerfish and taps him on the shoulder. Gingerfish turns and gets nailed with a frontal face slam from QBall. QBall then jumps out of the ring and walks back over to the Rampway.

"QBall just assaulted Gingerfish!"

"Steve Xtreme is gonna win this one after all!"

Steve Xtreme slowly gets back on his feet and stumbles over to Gingerfish. He lifts Gingerfish up and then hits him with the "X-Crusher". Gingerfish is now motionless on the mat.

"Steve Xtreme just added insult to injury with that X-Crusher!"

Xtreme rolls Gingerfish onto his back and prepares to cover him for the 3. Suddenly from the crowd emerges Cortez Prodigy.

"The Television Champion just came from the crowd!"

Prodigy gets into the ring and picks up the chair.

"Xtreme is in trouble!"

"Save him QBall!"

Still standing on the rampway, QBall sees Prodigy but doesn't see X-Kalibur and Mike Furious creeping up from behind him. QBall starts to charge toward the ring but is caught from behind by a clothesline from X-Kalibur.

"QBall is being assaulted by The Legend Killers!"

".....and Prodigy with the chair........"

CRACK!

Prodigy drills Xtreme in the face with a chair shot. Xtreme crashes to the canvas and is out cold. Prodigy chucks the chair and rolls Gingerfish ontop of Xtreme. He then walks over to the Ref and drags him to the bodies of the two competitors.

X-Kalibur and Furious continue to stomp QBall at the bottom of the ramp.

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***THE BELL SOUNDS!***

I can't belive it! Agent Gingerfish gets a shot at the Television Championship thanks to the help of......the Television Champion!

Gingerfish slowly rolls off of Xtreme and raises his arm the least bit in victory. Prodigy leaps back into the crowd and disappears again. QBall lies motionless on the bottom of the rampway as X-Kal and Furious head back behind the curtain.

"I can't belive it! Steve Xtreme and QBall assaulted here tonite! Why John, why would The Legend Killers assault QBall like that?"

"Were you awake during the Q & A Session Trent? QBall had nothing good to say about X-Kalibur and he paid for his comments! But more importantly, we will see Agent Gingerfish versus Cortez Prodigy next week!"



We cut backstage where John Follett is seen storming down the hallway.

Follett: Where are those bastards......

Follett sees 10 Minute Major and Andy Gorgadore shooting' the breeze outside of their dressing rooms. He stops and walks over to them.

Follett: Either of you two see Furious and X-Kalibur!?

Gorgadore: I haven't at all.

10MM: I saw them both an hour ago, but I couldn't tell ya where they are now.

Follett: If you see 'em, let me know.

Both Superstars nodd and then go back to their converstaion. Follett turns and continues on down the hallway with his Security Guards.

Follett: When we find those two....I want them out of here!




~Tag Team Turmoil~
Doc Placebo & Rage
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Cortez Prodigy & Mystery Partner

The arena lights dim and "Enter Sandman" by Metallica blasts over the sound system. Mixed reactions come from the crowd as Rage walks out from behind the curtain. He stops and glares around the the arena. Seconds later his brother and tag team Partner; Boom heads out. The two embrace and then slowly head down to the ring.

"Here we go, it's time for perhaps some of the most interesting matches we have ever seen in the UWA......it's time for some Tag Team Turmoil!"

"It's certainly gonna be interesting to see if Doc Placebo shows up!"

"It's also gonna be interesting to see who the Mystery Partner for this match-up exactly is."

"Oh I hope it's Dustpan!"

"Superman" by Eminem begins to play and to the crowd's delight, out comes Cortez Prodigy. Prodigy stops atop of the ramp and raises his Television title. The fans continue to go wild as Prodigy then makes his way down to the ring.

"I know one thing Trent.....Cortez Prodigy better watch his back in this one!"

"Well he's gonna have a partner to do that for him John."

"No I mean he costed Steve Xtreme the title shot earlier tonite. I bet we see Xtreme Revolution again before this match is over."

"Ride of the Valkries" by Wagner then plays. The crowd boos but no sign of Doc Placebo.

"I think Doc Placebo choose the un-employment line John."

"He's probably is the locker room stealing wallets right now to pay the rent!"

Finally Doc Placebo steps out from behind the curtain. He carries a lawn chair in one hand and a small cooler in the other. With a sick grin on his face he makes his way down to ringside.

"What the........"

"Why does Doc Placebo have a lawn chair and a cooler with him? This match isn't hardcore-beach rules!"

Placebo walks over to the Spanish Announce table and unfolds his lawn chair. He then sets down his cooler next to it. Inside the ring, Rage and Boom look at Placebo with confusion. Placebo looks back up at Rage and salutes him in cocky fashion. Placebo then turns and lounges down in the lawn chair.

"Hey!"
"I don't belive it......Doc Placebo is gonna relax in a lawn chair during his match!"

"This is ludacris! Mr. Follett warned him, he told him that he had to compete John!"

"No Trent.....again if you paid attention more, he said that Placebo had better be at ringside. As far as I can tell, Placebo is here isn't he!?"

"Well I tell ya, if that isn't a slap in the face to Rage!"

Rage and Boom continue to stare at Placebo, who continues to lay back in the lawn chair with his arms folded behind his head. Cortez Prodigy then suddenly comes up from behind the two and begins an attack. Both Rage and Boom spin around as Prodigy begins throwing punches. Prodigy hits Rage, then Boom, then Rage again, and Boom one more time.

"Prodigy has already gotten started!"

"Have you no patients Prodigy!?"

"Already a bizzare start! Boom isn't even in this match, Doc Placebo is naping in a lawn chair outside the ring......and Prodigy's mystery partner has yet to reveal himself!"

Prodigy grabs Rage and vertical suplexes him to the mat. Boom then comes up from behind but Prodigy pops back up and turns just in time. Boom gets caught with a Prodigy missle drop kick then sends him flying over the top rope and out of the ring. Rage then gets back to his feet and charges at Prodigy. Prodigy turns and catches Rage with an armbar takedown. Prodigy holds onto an armbar submission for a few seconds and then jumps back up.

"Cortez Prodigy is taking on two at one time! What an unbelivable athete!"

"Well he is the Television champion isn't he?"

Prodigy waits for Rage to rise back up. Sure enough Rage staggers back to his feet and the two lock up. Boom then rolls back into the ring and charges up to Prodigy. Boom nails Prodigy from behind with an elbow and forces Prodigy to release the lock on Rage. The two brothers then take turns throwing rights and lefts at Prodigy. Rage then hooks Prodigy up and nails him with a gutwrench suplex.

"The numbers are now working against Prodigy."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"You know.....2 on 1 has caught up to him."

"You weren't a popular guy in High School were ya?"

Rage and Boom are now stomping on the grounded Prodigy. The crowd continues to boo and rant as The Referee tries to break it up. Then at the perfect time.........

- - - THE ARENA LIGHTS GO OUT! - - -

"Uh oh!"

"Minds Eye again!?"

A dim spotlight shines down onto the entrance way and a thick cloud of smoke rises. "Fear" by Disturbed begins to play and instantly the crowd goes nuts. The silhouette of a man is then seen through the smoke.

"This is gotta be the mystery partner!"

Who is it!?"

As the smoke begins to clear, the man gets closer and closer. The arena lights slowly come back on, untill finally the identity of the man is known.

"It's RUBEUS DAHRKOV!!!"

The fans continue to go wild as Dahrkov takes off running. He gets to the ring and slides in. Rage and Boom walk away from the flat-lined Prodigy and towards Dahrkov. Dahrkov gets to his feet and nails Boom with a jab. He then nails Rage with a jab. Boom comes back at him and gets knocked down with a vicious right hook. Rage then follows his brother's lead and gets nailed to the canvas with a left hook.

"Dahrkov is cleaning house!"

"Well it's about time to even up the playing field!"

Dahrkov squats down and waits for Boom to get up. Boom rises and then Dahrkov charges, locks him up, and nails him with a nasty tilt-a-whirl slam. Rage then gets back up and charges at Dahrkov. Just before Rage gets to Dahrkov, he gets hit with a swinging kneck breaker from the re-composed Cortez Prodigy. Dahrkov again picks Boom up and throws him out of the ring. He then walks up to Prodigy and the two slap hands. Dahrkov finally climbes back through the ropes and into the corner, on the ring apron. The Referee finally calls for the bell.

Prodigy and of course; Rage start the out in the Tag match-up.

"Finally, this match is officially underway."

"Well now that 2 on 1 crap you were babbling about is working against Rage."

Prodigy charges at a half-winded Rage and drives a knee to his midsection. Rage ducks down and clenches his stomach. Prodigy gets next Rage and hooks him up. Rage goes down with russian leg sweep. Then after a few kicks to the midsection, Prodigy picks Rage back up and irish whips him into the ropes. Rage bounces back and Prodigy charges. The two meet in the center of the ring with the result being Prodigy nailing a perfect drop kick. Both men rise back up, but Prodigy gets Rage locked up faster than he can fully stand. Prodigy signals to the crowd and then lifts up Rage. He holds him up for a minute and then drops him with a sit-down powerbomb.

Outside of the ring, Boom has risen back to his feet and is cheering on his brother. Placebo continues sit in the lawn chair, but is now snacking on a bag of chips.

"Oh! A hard sit down powerbomb delived by Prodigy!"

"Hey Placebo's got Cheese Doodles! I want some!"

Following the powerbomb, Prodigy stays down on Rage and goes for the pin.

The Referee gets down for the count........

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"Rage kicks out just in the nick of time!"

Prodigy gets off of Rage and walks over to Dahrkov in the corner of the ring. He makes the tag and Dahrkov propels over the top rope. On the opposite side of the ring, Rage slowly pulls himself up off the mat. Dahrkov walks over to Rage and slaps him in the back of the head. Dahrkov then spits on left hand and slaps him again. Laughter errupts from the crowd.

"Dahrkov is just as cocky as he always was."

"That's not cocky Trent.....that's comedy at it's finest!"

"Oh I know it's so funny that Dahrkov and Prodigy are beating Rage to a pulp while his partner for this match; Doc Placebo is laughing it off in a lawn chair, outside of the ring."

"Well if the shoe fits?"

Dahrkov spins Rage around but is suprised by a quick combonation of fists from Rage. Dahrkov stumbles back and then dropped with a downward spiral from Rage.

"Rage now on a second wind!"

Both competitors bounce back up to their feet. Rage gets a kick into the stomach of Rage and then hits a belly to belly suplex. Rage quickly jumps back up and then waits for Dahrkov to rise. Dahrkov rises and then Rage charges. Rage stomps Dahrkov in the back of the knee a couple of times and then hits a belly to back suplex. Rage rolls over Dahrov and goes for the pin.

The Referee gets down........

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"Dahrkov is nowhere near ready to loose yet."

"What's to say he will be at all Trent?"

Rage gets back up to his feet and then picks Dahrkov back up. The two lock up again and shift advantages. Rage manages to get Dahrkov in a side head lock and wrenches the hold. Dahrkov struggles and then pushes Rage off of him. Rage flies forward and then turns. Dahrkov goes for a big boot but Rage catches his foot. Dahrkov then hops on one leg for a moment but spins around and nails a spinning heel kick. His boot cracks off of Rage's skull and Rage goes down.

"Nice spinning heel kick from Dahrkov."

"Man, Dahrkov's heel cracked off Rage's head like a baseball cracking off a bat."

"How would you know John. Play some Baseball as a youngster?"

"No.....I watch Baseball on tv. And If you must know, I spent my days as a youngster getting into every babysitter's panties."

"That's a little too much information John."

"No, telling the world that you spent your days as a youngster locked in your bedroom all day with a bottle of lotion, watching National Geographic would be too much information."

Dahrkov quickly goes back over to Prodigy and makes a tag. Prodigy jumps into the ring and heads over to the worn down Rage. Prodigy grabs Rage and whips him into the ropes. Rage comes back and gets nailed with a clothesline. Prodigy then drags Rage over to the corner of the ring and begins to climb. He reaches the top rope and leaps off, landing a picture perfect flying elbow drop. Rage flops around in pain like a fish out of water as Prodigy walks back over and tags Dahrkov back in.

"Dahrkov now back in to most likely finish off Rage."

"Don't count Rage out yet, he's tough as nails!"

As Rage slowly rises back up, Dahrkov charges toward him. Dahrkov gets to Rage, leaps onto his shoulders and flips him with a hurricanrana.

"What incredable atheleticism by Dahrkov!"

Dahrkov gets back up to his feet and then charges at the ropes. He bounces off but Boom grabs his ankle from the outside of the ring.

"Boom now doing everything he can to help his brother!"

"He didn't do anything! Dahrkov tripped!"

Dahrkov turns and looks down at Boom who holds his arms out and protests that he didn't do anything. Dahrkov shrugs it off and bounces himself off the ropes again. Dahrkov then quickly pulls a 180 and baseball slides underneath the ropes and into Boom.

"What a move by Dahrkov!"

"Even I didn't see that one coming!"

Boom goes flying into the gate outside the ring. Dahrkov pulls himself back into the ring competely and rises to his feet. Rage then comes up from behind Dahrkov but Dahrkov turns just in time and locks him up. Dahrkov delivers a drop toe hold to perfection. He then tags Prodigy back in.

"The team of Prodigy and Dahrkov keep control as Rage has spent most of this match on his back."

"Well go wake up Placebo and tell him to get into this match!"

"I think Placebo is enjoying this more than anybody."

Rage again staggers back to his feet and is met by Prodigy, who hooks him up. Prodigy signals to the crowd and lifts him up.

"Flawlezz Drop!"

Prodigy plants Rage with a Flawlezz Drop. The crowd goes wild as Prodigy goes for the cover.

The Referee gets down for the cover.......

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"Boom pulled the Ref out!"

"No....The Ref fell out!"

Prodigy jumps up and glares over towards Boom. The Referee gets up off the floor and starts pointing his finger in Boom's face. Boom stands back with his arms out, as if he is innocent. An irritated Doc Placebo then rises from his lawn chair and runs over towards Boom.

"Oh my God, Placebo woke up and got out of the lawn chair!"

"He's ready to fight now!"

Placebo charges at Boom and hits him with a closed fist. The Ref then turns away and slides back into the ring. In the ring, Dahrkov signals to Prodigy to be tagged back in. Prodigy agknowleges and tags Dahrkov back in.

"Boom and Placebo are now exchanging blows outside the ring!"

"Oh my God look......."

Boom gains an advantage on the fight with Placebo outside the ring. Just then, Steve Xtreme comes charging out from behind the curtain and down the ramp. Boom flat-lines Placebo with an uppercut and then sets him up on the ring apron. Xtreme reaches ringside and pulls Prodigy down from the ring apron. Xtreme then begins throwing shots at Prodigy.

"Oh my! All hell has broken loose!"

"What the hell is going on!?"

Dahrkov and the Referee watch as Xtreme and Prodigy go back and forth outside the ring. The Ref starts shouting at the two to break it up, but neither listen. Behind them, Rage has risen back to his feet. Boom holds Placebo on the ring apron with a chokehold and calls his brother over. Rage staggers over and slaps Placebo in the chest.

"This is nuts!"

After slapping Placebo, Rage bails out of the ring and Boom releases his choke hold on Placebo and rolls him further into the ring. Rage and Boom quickly take off into the crowd.

"Where the hell is Rage going!? He's gonna get counted out!"

"No Trent, he smacked Placebo across the chest........the tag has been made!"

Outside the ring, Xtreme and Prodigy still duke it out. Inside the ring, Placebo gets back up to his feet and shouts at Rage and Boom who are now watching from a good distance in the crowd. Dahrkov turns around and notices Placebo. Dahrkov walks up from behind Placebo and waits.

"This doesn't look good for Placebo!"

"Everybody knows he's the legal man but him!"

Placebo turns around and Dahrkov lifts him up and onto his shoulders.

"We haven't seen this move in a while!"

Dahrkov bends Placebo's body for a few moments and then drops him down with the Debilitator. Dahrkov then goes for the cover.

"Debilitator! It's over!"

The Referee hears Dahrkov slam Placebo to the mat and turns. He see the cover and drops down to count........

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***THE BELL SOUNDS!!!***

"That's it, the team of Cortez Prodigy and Rubeus Dahrkov have won this match in an ironic turn of events!"

"Prodigy may be a winner, but he's got another problem right now......Steve Xtreme! Ooh....I'll be right back Trent."

"Where are you going John?"

Dozens of UWA Security charge down the ramp and attempt to break up the Prodigy/Xtreme fight. Still in the ring, Dahrkov celebrates the victory on the top turnbuckle.

"What a night, what a Night! We saw The Malvolent Legend hang 2 UWA rookies.........QBall give us all a peice of his mind...........Agent Gingerfish win a shot at the Television title..........Doc Placebo loose a match after sitting in Lawn chair for 15 minutes.........and the return of Rubeus Dahkov!"

"Hey Trent, you want some of these cheese doodles?"

"What!? Anyways.....we will see you next week..........."



The scene cuts to the outside arena parking lot where the black, Legend Killer Navigator Limousine is still parked. From out of nowhere, Mike Furious and X-Kalibur come running up to the Limo door.

Furious: Go, go, go....get that door open!

X-Kalibur pops the door open and hops in. Furious looks back and then jumps into the vehicle. We then see a crazed QBall charging toward the Limo with a baseball bat in hand.

QBall: Get back here you bastards!

Furious slams the Limo door shut behind him just as QBall arrives. QBall tries to open the door but is unsucessful. He then hauls off and smashes the back window with the bat. QBall cocks the bat over his head again and swings but the Limo peels out and QBall whiffs. QBall throws the bat toward the Limo as it drives away.

***STRANGLEHOLD THEN GOES OFF THE AIR***.