STRANGLEHOLD The scene opens up outside the Compaq Center and in the parking lot. A few UWA superstars are seen standing around by their rental cars and other UWA staff members simply converse out on the sidewalk. Seconds later a lound and obknoxious sound is heard in the distance. The sound gets louder and louder as suddenly a brown car is seen, heading toward the arena. Every person standing in the parking lot turns toward the car's direction. The vehicle draws closer and is identifiable as a rusted-out 1974 El Camino with a thunderous-sounding motor. Smoke pours out of the El Camino's hood and tailpipe as it finally reaches the front of the arena. Doing about 50 mph, the Car doesn't slow down and the UWA personel on the sidewalk quickly scatter. The El Camino drives up on the sidewalk and crashes into a light post hard. A couple UWA Superstars run over at the car as the smoke continues to pour out from every side of the vehicle. The driver's side door then finally opens and out steps Maniac. Maniac walks around the El Camino to the passenger's side. He reaches into the car's tailgate and pulls out the U.S. title. He throws the title over his shoulder and then heads toward the arena's entrance with a twisted smile on his face.

The show opening then begins...

On Saturday June 26, 2004 @8:00 P.M.
From the Compaq Center in San Jose, California




Back outside the arena in the parking lot a camera awaits. We see a large, white Leer Jet Limousine pulling upto the sidewalk. The Limo comes to a stop in front of the Arena's entrance. The camera focuses in on the license plate reading: "2Kool".

The crowd watching inside the Compaq Center errupts.

The Limo driver steps out of the vehicle and heads over to the rear passenger's side door. The Driver opens the door and stands back. None other than the "King of Kool" Wall2K steps out.

The fans inside the arena cheer even louder.

Wall2K begins to head toward the Arena doors but stops. He looks over at the smashed up El Camino for a second and smiles.

Wall2K: Good......he's here.

Wall2K then continues on his path and into the arena.

The scene switches to the inside of the soldout Compaq Center. 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:

"Sean Daymer is a complete waste!"
"Who the hell is Sean Daymer!?"
"Prodigy is my Baby's Daddy!"
"X-Kal I need a bag!"
"I thought Trinatas was Irish?"
"That Minion Sex-party was awesome!"

and lastly...

Mark Drivlane gave me 'The Clap'!"


~Preliminary Bout~
Terry Hunter
vs
K-Oz

"Cocky" by Kid Rock begins to play as Terry Hunter steps on from behind the curtain. The fans keep pretty quiet as the new UWA personality glares around the arena. He then shrugs his shoulders and heads down the ramp and into the ring.

"The fans unsure what to think of.....Terry Hunter here."

"Well nobody knows who the hell he is! Even you Trent....don't think I didn't see you look down at your card to read his name."

"On Fire" by Lloyd Banks then plays and a little bit of cheering comes from the crowd. K-Oz steps out from behind the curtain and raises his arms to the crowd.

"Here we go, the fans showing a little bit of support to the other UWA newcomer."

"No Trent, I think they just like his theme music."

K-Oz slides into the ring and immediately hops up onto one of the ring posts. He raises his arms to the crowd. Small pops continue to come from the large audience. K-Oz then jumps back down off the turnbuckles and heads over to the other side of the ring. He jumps up the ringpost but is pulled back down by an impatient Terry Hunter. Hunter spins K-Oz around begins to throw left and right hooks.

"Terry Hunter cutting his opponent's entrance in half."

"Well thank God for that! Man, this K-Oz guy thinks he's an allstar!"

Hunter locks K-Oz up and drops his with a DDT. The crowd 'boos' as Hunter picks K-Oz back up and sends him toward the ropes. K-Oz bounces back ducks underneath a clothesline attempt by Hunter. Hunter and K-Oz both stop and turn toward each other. K-Oz pops up and drops Hunter with a dropkick. Both men then jump back up and lock back up. The advantage shifts a few times and then Hunter manuvers K-Oz into a side head lock.

"This match pretty even so far John."

"These guys are terrible! As a matter of fact, I would like to take the time to apologize to all of you fans watching at home right now."

"What's there to apologize for?"

"For putting crap like this on the air!"

- - - THE ARENA LIGHTS GO OUT - - -

The crowd begins to cheer and chants of "Minds Eye.....Minds Eye" are heard..

"Uh oh!"

"I think The Malvolent Legend is gonna put an end to this one!"

"Mean to Live" by Switchfoot begins to play and neon green laser lights spotlight around the arena. The words: "Xtreme Revolution" appear on the Ron-Tron and the crowd goes wild.

"It's not Minds Eye!"

"Argh, what do these clowns want!?"

Both K-Oz and Hunter stop brawling and look toward the entrance way. Suddenly Steve Xtreme and QBall come through the crowd in the opposite direction. Both Xtreme Revolution members slide into the ring and nail K-Oz and Hunter from behind.

"Xtreme Revolution attacking from behind!"

"Quick.....somebody get the Legend Killers!"

Steve Xtreme drops K-Oz to the mat with a tilt-a-whirl slam and QBall drops Hunter with a powerbomb. The two then stomp Hunter and K-Oz for a few moments to the crowd's delight. QBall lifts up a dazed Hunter and whips him toward Xtreme. Xtreme latches onto Hunter and drops him with a sick "X-Crusher".

"Damn him and that X-Crusher!"

Xtreme then walks over to K-Oz and lifts him to his feet. Xtreme smacks K-Oz in the back of the head and then sends him flying toward QBall, who brings him down into the "Solid Submission".

"Ladies and gentlemen, Xtreme Revolution is reaking havoc on these two young UWA competitors tonite!"

After QBall tortures K-Oz for a few more minutes, he releases the hold and jumps back up to his feet. Xtreme tosses Hunter over the ropes and QBall kicks K-Oz out of the ring. The crowd continues to cheer as EMT's rush over to the aid of K-Oz and Hunter. Inside the ring, QBall and Xtreme look over the life-less bodies of the 2 UWA rookies. Moments later, QBall walks toward the edge of the ring and demands a microphone. The ring announcer hands him a mic and he heads back to the middle of the ring with his partner.

"Well It looks like QBall and Steve Xtreme have something to say."

"There probably gonna piss and moan about loosing the Tag Team title shot on Thursday."

QBall: Let's get something strait here for a minute. Nobody wants to see 2 useless, no-name, pathetic excuses for UWA superstars in this ring! Hell no......these people came here tonite to see the Xtreme Revolution!

The crowd goes wild.

"That's not what I came here to see.

QBall: You know past week on Rampage, one Tag team won the opportunity to compete for the UWA World Tag team Championship. This past week on Rampage, the wrong Tag team won the opportunity to compete for the Tag team Championship!

Xtreme takes the mic.

Xtreme: Well I bet 10 Minute Major and Doc Placebo are real happy right now. I mean they haven't put those Tag team titles up for grabs in long, long time for one.......and two, they're next opponents aren't gonna be the Legend Killers or Xtreme Revolution. The next time those 2 clowns put up their titles will be against Annihialation. Now if you ask me, it sounds like 10 Minute-man and Doc Placebo are getting off easy on this one.

Xtreme hands the mic back to QBall.

QBall: Well I know one thing, Rage and Boom.......winning that Fatal Fourway Match last Thursday night was a fluke! A freaking once in a lifetime shot of luck! But that luck is going to run out very, very soon. So listen up Annihialation and listen up good. Xtreme Revolution will have their vengence on you two. We will get what we have coming to us.......what it rightfully ours.

Xtreme back on the mic.

Xtreme: Rage and Boom, you two had better watch your asses! And while I'm on the subject, Cortez Prodigy will be putting up his Television title tonite against Agent Gingerfish. Again, a title shot that shoulda' went to me! Well Prodigy you screwed me last week out of that title shot. You proved my point by pulling the stunt you did last saturday night. You are nothing more than a coward! Well don't think that your gonna compete in that ring tonite without seeing my face. I will be watching Prodigy and when the time is right.......I will come down and say 'Hi'.

"Well Xtreme Revolution continues to be outspoken here in the UWA!"

Xtreme tosses down the mic. "Criminal" by Eminem begins to play as the 2 members of Xtreme Revolution hops the ring posts and psych up the crowd. They receive huge pops from the fans. The scene then fades.


In the backstage area we see Rubeus Dahrkov head down the hallway and toward the entrance-way. Rubeus cracks his neck and swings his arms back and fourth to get loose. He continues on his way for a moment but is then cut short by......

"Hey Dahrkov!"

Dahrkov stops and turns around to see Mike Furious and X-Kalibur standing behind him side by side.

Dahrkov: Mike.....X-Kal.....what's going on guys?

Furious looks at X-Kal with his arms crossed. Dahrkov slowly makes his way up to the two Legend Killers. Furious then glares deep into Dahrkov's eyes.

Furious: So word in the Locker room says that you want back into The Legend Killers.

Dahrkov nodds his head slightly.

Dahrkov: Well...I mean I figured that seeing how Ringo is out for a while and the other Stables are adding numbers that.......

X-Kal interrupts Dahrkov's sentence.

X-Kalibur: You didn't roll wit' us when you were in......you always went yo' own way. Then you pull dis' "dead man" stunt dat' totally threw us off. Not to mention dat' you come back after all dis' time and have da' nerve to pop shit bout me!?

X-Kal gets heated and Dahrkov seems to get a bit nervous.

Furious: So why the hell would we want Rubeus Dahrkov back in the Legend Killers?

Dahrkov thinks for a split-second.

Dahrkov: C'mon guys.....I mean I always took pride in being a Legend Killer. I mean you guys were always off doing your own thing and.....being the new guy, I didn't know how to......I don't know. But seriously, I never spoke of any negativity on your behalf X-Kal and you either Mike. But I have the Legend Killer attitude, I have that Legend Killer charisma. Think about it......the three of us together, reaking havoc amongst the United Wrestling Alliance. The Xtreme Revolution wouldn't be shit......Annihialation wouldn't be shit! So what do you guys say? Let's do this......

Dahrkov extends his hand toward Furious and X-Kalibur. The two Legend Killers look at each other for a moment. Furious then turns back at Dahrkov and extends his hand out. Dahrkov reaches to shake but Furious pulls his hand up at last second.

Furious: Who the f#ck said that Mike Furious and X-Kalibur needed any more numbers? What the hell makes you think that we can't handle Xtreme Revolution of Annihialation with just the two of us? No you know what Dahrkov......you were a little whiney bitch the first time we let you into the Legend Killers and your still a whiney bitch now. So you can take all of your "Legend Killer dreams" and shove 'em up your ass! F#ck you........we don't need ya!

X-Kalibur grins as he and Furious walk past Dahrkov and head down the hallway. Dahrkov watches the two walk away with a look of disappointment. X-Kalibur then stops and turns back around for a second.

X-Kalibur: Try Xtreme Revolution Ruby........I hear they're looking for another memeber.

Furious and X-Kalibur have a good laugh and then continue on their path. The camera zooms in on a disappointed Dahrkov and the scene fades.




~Standard Match~
Doc Placebo
vs
Rubeus Dahrkov

We return from an add break after seeing the first match of the night on Stranglehold. The camera pans round the arena and it then fades out and we come to the announcers position where Trent Hoffman and John manning are sitting

"Well that was an interesting first match. Another UWA rookie match-up ending with them both being laid out! Anyway folks we have match number two about too get underway. Rubeus Darkhov coming back last week on Stranglehold. And what a shock it was. Being put into the Tag Team Turmoil match and with Cortez Prodigy. Now it was suppose to be Doc Placebo and Rage tagging up. Which both superstars were desperately trying to arrange other things. However, last week. Doc came out too ringside and deliberately sat at ringside with a chilly bin full of stuff, sat here and just watched on as Rage got an ass whooping."

"Yeah well it wasn’t all that bad.......I got some Cheese Doodles from it and that made my night."

"Oh you are sad. Cheese Doodles make you smile and happy."

"Oh yeah."

"Why don’t you just get married to a pack and go somewhere private. Anyway folks. Doc came into the match right at the last minute and got caught by Boom in a chokehold. Rage tagged Doc in and Doc lost the match that ended up with him receiving a Deliberator for his efforts."

"I think we are ready to go folks. Lets get this match started."

The lights go out dimly and then over the pa system plays Ride Of The Valkyries by Wagner. The fans then boo loudly as then out comes Doc Placebo in his normal wrestling attire. Doc looks straight at the ring. As he walks down he slowly looks left to right and sees the fans pointing their thumbs down at him. Doc then stops and looks at the back of the aisle towards the entranceway. As then out comes three of his minions. They all stagger behind him and Doc continues too the ring. Doc then stands on the apron as the Minions then hurry to sit on the ropes and hole it open so Doc can climb into the ring. He gets in the ring and goes over to the other side of the ring and stands and awaits his opponent

"Ladies and gentlemen Doc Placebo has just entered the ring. But um, there are minions with the Doc. And I would have to say where there are three minions…You have to know there will be some kind of trouble."

"HAHA!! Minions....They are so funny I have nearly wet myself again. HAHA, oh my there like oompa loompa’s."

"Now we await Rubeus and listen to the fans already. He ain’t even out here yet and they already cheering for this next legend. The roof is nearly flying off."

All of a sudden the lights fade out dimly and then over the pa system plays Fear by Disturbed. Two spotlights shine on the entrance way to the ramp and then out comes Rubeus who stands there looking too the ring. Glaring down and hearing the fans cheer. He looks round. As then, he makes his first step towards the ring and as he does the arena starts flashing as strobe lights round the arena give that effect. He gets to the ring and stands on the apron. A massive explosion igniting the arena in a Yellow color. The lights then stay on as Rubeus climbs through the ropes. He stands glaring at Doc for a second. He climbs one of the turnbuckles and raises his hands. The fans give an awesome cheer.

"Wow, look at Rubeus get a great and BIG reaction from the fans. You can definitely tell he has been missed by thousands."

"Yeah well, he is just another wrestler who tonight is in the ring against one half of the tag team champions."

"Do you have anything positive too say.....Ever?"

"I love Cheese Doodles.....man I should go get some!"

As then, Rubeus and Doc are nose to nose and ref looks at them. Signalling to call for the bell. ‘Ding Ding’ as the match is now underway. Both still looking at each other hard out. Doc is mumbling some words to Rhubeus. Rhubeus looks like he is paying no attention.

"Is Placebo talking to himself again?"

Doc charges Rubeus but gets caught with a boot to the mid-section. Rubeus then starts giving let and rights to Doc. Left right left right left right combinations as Doc is staggered back into the corner. As Doc stands there in the corner shaking his head he brings his head and sees that Rubeus is running towards him. Darkhov delivers a cloths line and Doc is sent to the mat.

"Well that was some power showed there by the Former World Heavyweight Champion.

"Yeah its just luck. That was nothing let the Doc catch his breath then you will see some power."

"Rubeus picks up Doc and then sets him up in a suplex position. He lifts him high in the air and lets him hang there for a bit. Suddenly Rubeus drops Doc onto the top rope and then Doc spring boards back up into the air while Rubeus is still holding onto him. Rubeus also turns round and then levels Doc into a sit down pile driver maneuver.

"Oh my goodness, I have never seen a move like that before. Obviously Darkhov has been in the practice ring back home doing some new moves."

"It wasn’t that impressive. Hell I have seen better before. Like the other day when you had your head turned, and then you turned to look at me and I slapped it. That was good."

"Yeah well it was as good as mine when I punched you hard in the nuts!"

"You never punched me in nuuu......"

As then Trent punched John in the nuts at the commentary desk. John is in agony holding his groinal area. Trent with a smile on his face continues the match

"Folks, John has had too duck out just briefly, he will return as soon as fix’s the loose nuts under the desk!"

Rubeus then picks up Doc and swings him to the ropes, he gives him a cloths line and nails it. Rubeus grabs Doc by the hair and lifts him to his feet. As he does Doc then uses his elbow to hit Darkhov in the ribs also. Darkhov feels it and Doc hits it again, again and again until Darkhov is on one knee. Doc takes a moment to recouperate and gets some air before heading back over to Darkhov. Doc picks Rubeus up and sends him to the ropes, Doc then comes at Rubeus with a knee to the gut and then locks a sleeper on him to wear him down

"Good moves coming from Doc Placebo. He is getting his own back in this match. Now with a sleeper hold on Rubeus Darkhov trying to wear the big man down."

"Ttrreenntt......Your.....Your Dead!"

"What was that John? You’re a little hungry and want some bread.......Why don’t you go to the snack stand."

Rubeus feeling the effect of the sleeper hold. Tries to break free from it but doesn’t he starts to fade out, his eyes shut and the ref then looks at him and grabs his arm. The ref lifts it once…it drops..The ref lifts it twice.....It drops.....The ref lifts it a Third time and then it stops two inches from the floor and the ref shouts out "No, No, No". Darkhov shaking his arm with momentum, starts to acknowledges to the fans to cheer for him. The crowd then start to send a cheer of excitement and they do. The crowd supports Rhubeus and then a chant round the arena begins "Rubeus.....Rubeus". Darkhov gets to one knee and Doc tries and tightens the hold. Rubeus gets to a standing position and then hits Doc in the mid section with an elbow or two. Doc releases the hold and feels the elbow blows. Rhubeus back to his feet gives doc a couple of slaps to the chest and they are quite loud and hard. The fans send a big "Whhhhooooooo" sound every time he does one. He slaps his once, twice and then a third time, Darkhov sends him flying into the ropes and then comes at him with a cloths line and both men go over the top rope. Both men hit hard on the floor and then take a moment to get a breather. At this point , one of the minions walks round to the other side of the ring. He stands on the apron and distracts the ref while the other two Minions begin kicking the fallen Darkhov

"What the hell. Can we get someone down here please to carry these little retards out of here. They have started to attack Rubeus folks."

"Rubeus lies there feeling the kicks the minions are giving. Doc then gets to his feet and the minions leave like nothing happens to the side of the ring. Doc then brings Rubeus round the steel steps and then smacks him into the side of the ring. Darkhov bounces back up and then Doc body slams him down to the concrete floor. Doc still capitalising the momentum, picks him back up and then swings him into the security barriers. Rubeus feels It in his lower back as he clenches in pain. Doc with a smirk on his face now looks at the ref as the count is up to eight. Doc rolls in and breaks the count. This time Doc comes back out and then grabs Rubeus, he swings him again but Rhubeus reverses it and flies Doc hard into the steel steps. The steps make a big crash sound and Doc lie’s there holding his knee in pain."

"What a counter move by Rubeus!"

You know I have only got my breath back. You and me...After this match. Too see who is the number one commentator of all time!"

"Folks John Manning wishes to apply for a job as one of the three Chipmunk characters Simon Alvin or Theodore. Be looking out for him soon."

Rubeus then slowly walks over to the Doc. As he does one of the Minions stands there in front of him. Rubeus looks on and the Minion pulls a funny face at Darkhov. Darkhov then starts a chase for the little minion. The minion rolls into the ring and panic’s. Rubeus rolls into the ring also. The Minion looks on and tries to escape but has nowhere to go. Back into the corner. The Minion then is helpless. Rubeus grabs the little Minion. Holding him by his hair. The fans get out of there seat and then start cheering, Rubeus drags him to the centr of the ring and looks round. The cheers get louder and louder. Rubeus then kicks the Minion in the gut and picks him up into the torture rack maneuver, the fans are off their feet cheering and then Rubeus spins the Minion round and lands "The Deliberator". The Minion bounces off and rolls out of the ring and lies there on the floor out cold:

Rubeus Darkhov just Deliberatored one of Doc’s Minions. Well its not like he didn’t deserve it though."

"Oh yeah, a bigger guy picking on the size of an peanut. Oh yeah really tough. I hope Rhubeus gets what’s coming to him."

Rubeus looking down at the broken and beaten minion doesn’t realize that Doc is back in the ring. Rubeus turns round slowly and Doc kicks him in the gut, Doc then swings him to the ropes and tries to execute a powerful cloths line, but Darkhov ducks and turns round. Doc turns also but is meet by being picked up into the torture rack position as the fans yet again go nuts. Rubeus spins him round and this time lands the Deliberator hard on Doc’s head. Rubeus covers the beaten duck.

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Both Minion's pull the Ref out of the ring.

The ref falls hard and hits head on the floor and is also knocked down. Rubeus can’t believe it. One Minion then gets into the ring, the other goes to the other side of the ring and grabs the Tag Team Championship belt. The Minion has Rubeus distracted long enough for the other Minion to be able to hit Rubeus from behind in the back of the head with the title belt. Doc then starts being revived by one of the Minions while the other continues to kick Darkhov. Doc then gets to one knee while the Minion beating on Darkhov slides out of the ring

"Those little worms! Someone needs to bring some weed killer or some insect spray cos these three guys are pests and need to be sorted out!"

"I told you Rubeus would be getting his and look, it has all come back on him now. Come on Doc. Make him feel that effectful pain."

Doc holding the top rope now stands to his feet while Rubeus is already on his feet looking at Doc and slowly makes his way towards Doc who is also making his way towards Rubeus, Rubeus tries to give the Doc a clothesline but Doc ducks and turns, Rhubeus turns round again and this time.....

"PLACEBO EFFECT!!!"

Placebo nails the "Placebo Effect" to perfection. He then rolls over the top of Dahrkov for the cover........

"This is gotta be it for Dahrkov!"

"The Ref is still down though!"

Outside the ring, the Minion's scramble to toward the motion-less Referee. They try to lift the Referee, but cannot get it done fast enough. Inside the ring, an impatient Doc Placebo gets up off Dahrkov and walks toward the edge of the ring to investigate

"You idiots......get the Ref into the ring!"

Placebo watches as the Minions finally roll the Referee into the ring.

"Finally.....those moron Minion's got the Referee back into the ring."

"That's true but......Dahrkov is......"

Placebo drags the Referee into position and turns around to......

WHACK!!!

The half-revived Dahrkov suprisingly nails Placebo in the face with the Tag team title. Placebo has hit the floor hard and is out cold. Dahrkov then charges to the edge of the ring and baseball slides. The slide nails both Minions who go flying back toward the security wall outside the ring.

"Darhkov is now cleaning house!"

Dahrkov turns and drops onto Placebo for the cover.

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***THE BELL SOUNDS***

"I don't belive it! Placebo had that match won! Can't he do anything right!?"

The crowd goes wild and "Fear" begins to play again. Darhkov raises his arm in victory and moments later the scene fades.



The scene switches the inside of John Follett's Office. We see Follett pacing back and fourth in front of a Television that sits on a pedastool the corner. With his cell phone up to his ear, Follett carries on a conversation with an unknown person. The Camera zooms in to pick up the dialogue.

Follett: Well Xtreme Revolution better watch their mouths.....I don't give a shit who they think they are.......nobody is gonna run my show but me!

Follett's door bursts open and Cortez Prodigy steps in. Follett lowers his phone and looks at Prodigy for a second. He then puts his phone back up to his ear again.

Follett: Hey....let me......let me call you back. I've got to have a little meeting with my Television Champion here.

Follett pulls his phone back away from his ear and tucks it away into his suit coat pocket. He then walks up to an angered Prodigy.

Follett: There he is........my Television Champion! Tell me, what can I do for you Champ?.

Prodigy: Man.....I gotta' match in bout 20 minutes and I got dis' piece of shit Steve Xtreme threatening to come jack my shit up! I tell you what man.....I ain't bout to loose my title to dis' motherf.......

Follett puts his hand on Prodigy's shoulder and walks him a few steps further into the room with a smile on his face. Prodigy looks at Follett with an estranged look.

Follett: Belive me Cortez, I heard. Don't forget that this is my show and I hear everything that is said under my roof. Well I know that Steve Xtreme has gotten on your nerves and to tell you the truth, he's gotten on mine too. But listen to me Cortez......you just go out there and beat the living hell out of Agent Gingerfish.

Prodigy: But what about.......

Follett cuts Prodigy off again.

Follett: Don't you worry about Steve Xtreme or QBall. I know what those two clowns are capable of and I will take care of it. But listen to me Cortez.......your a Champion, but not just any Champion.......your the Television Champion. You represent the fans here, the fans watching at home, the ratings......this show. You just do what you do and hold onto that Television title. I want you as my Television Champion Cortez. You hold onto that Title and I will take care of you.

Prodigy looks at Follett with a twisted grin and nodds.

Prodigy: Alright man.......you got it.

Follett and Prodigy shake hands.

Follett: Now go out there and kick Agent Gingerfish's ass!

Prodigy agknowleges and then exits the room. The camera focuses in on Follett for a moment who grins as he watches Prodigy leave. The scene cuts back to ringside. The Scene Fades.




~Special Stranglehold Q & A Session~
John Manning
interviews
Wall2K

John Manning stands in the middle of the ring with a microphone again. The complete set up consisting of: a flat-screen Television suspended from the ceiling, two stools, and a backdrop, are around Manning as another Stranglehold "Q & A Session" is about to begin.

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

The crowd cheers.

"I am your host John Manning and I am damn glad to meet ya! Now, last week was our inagural edition and we had alot of fun. I say down with UWA newcomer QBall and if ya missed it, belive me when I tell you that he had much to say. Now this week we have somebody special for all of you. No he's not a rookie but in fact a veteran. No.....he's not a veteran, he's an Allstar! But not just any Allstar, he's the one.....the only......the "Ladies Man"........"The King of Kool" himself........."

The crowd goes wild once again. Manning pauses and smiles.

"Here he is......back after a bit of break.........Wall2K!"

"Basketcase" by Green Day plays and the crowd noise grows even louder. The arena lights dim down and a spotlight shines just below "The Ron-Tron. After a few seconds, the curtains split and Wall2K steps out in front of his thousands and thousands of fans. He holds his arms out and dozens of pyros flare off the frame of "The Ron-Tron" and fly across the arena. Wall2K walks over to the right side of the platform and agknowleges the fans to the right side of the arena. He then walks over to the left side of the platform and poses for the fans in the left side. Thousands of camera flashes then flicker off as Wall2K finally makes his way down the ramp. Inside the ring, John Manning claps for the entrance of Wall2K.

Chants of "Wall2K......Wall2K' fill the arena.

An excited Wall2K finally reaches the ring and hugs Manning. Manning singals for Wall2K to sit in one of the stools and he does. The music then fades and the arena brightens back up. Manning finally sits and the segment officially begins.

"What an entrance!"

The crowd errupts again for a breif moment.

"Well Wall2K your certainly still the fan favorite around here. Now let me thank you for joining me on this second addition of the Stranglehold "Q & A Session". We feel more than privleged to have you as a guest and belive me, I myself feel honored to be the lucky one to be sitting right at your side."

Wall2K: Hey Johnny, it's great to be here, it's great to be back.......it's freakin great to be in San Jose!

More crowd pops.

"Now Wall2K.....you've been gone for a few weeks now and there is some new faces and feuds going through the Alliance. So let me ask you, out of the current UWA roster, who do you see as being a future World Champion or....Hall of Famer and who do you simply see as being a waste of roster space?"

Wall2K smiles.

Wall2K: You know, I have been sitting back and watching everyone while I was on a secret suspension put down by Donnie Dawson. We'll talk more about that later. There is a lot of great talent that is up and coming, but let me be honest here. The only man I can about becoming a future World Champion is Wall2k. It has been too damn long and I am sick of being sidelined by politics. It will all be dealt with in a responsible fashion, which in reality means that someone is getting an ass kicked. Dig that? Yeah, sure you do Johnny boy. As far as a waste of space on the roster. There is only one man right now that the UWA could do without. That man is Maniac. The man who cost me my world title and helped Kevin Cosmos win it instead. So I think I am going to pay him back and take away something he thinks is his. The United States Title is mine.

The crowd errupts again for a moment.

"Now Wall2K, you have been around this buisiness for a while now. You have had one elustrious career.....been a Champion many times in many different Federations and Promotions. Now I know what this answer is as far my preference is concerned, but out of all of the matches, competitions, battles you have faught in your career....which one is the most memorable and why??"

Wall2K: My House of Pain match with Sparky Anderson for the 2001 EFW King of the Ring. This was no ordinary match. There was a cage, weapons, and a whole lot of engery. The man and I went for a real long time and lost a whole lot of blood. Hell, we literally blew the cage apart. This match demonstrated the hardcore nature of both Wall2k and Sparky Anderson and it made clear to the world of how great of athletes we are. We went to hell and back. Too bad only one of us could win.

"Oh I remember that one! Now.....a question that I always ask anybody who comes over to my house for dinner. You can have dinner with any 3 people dead or alive from any part of past or present.........who would be at the dinner table with you and why??"

Wall2K rubs his chin in an intellectual manner for a moment.

Wall2K: This one is easy Manning. I would have to say that they would include Vince Lombardi, the greatest coach in the history of sports, Eliza Dushku because she will not return my calls, and Maniac so I have him in front of me when I want to kick his fat ass!

"Sounds like an interesting meal if I do say so myself. Now, for a question that I asked QBall last week, 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?"

Wall2K: Any match? Well I would not want stipulations. I would want a straight up wrestling match against the Golden Boy Michael Edwards. Day after day I hear about his greatness. Well. his greatness has never stepped into the ring with me. I can't tell you why, but I can tell you that I had asked for that match dozens of times. Someday it might happen and on that day we know the truth.

"Well we can all hope to see that one someday soon! Now Mr. King of Kool, it's time for 'Manning's Word Association'. You know the game.....I'm gonna say a word, name, location, anything and you just fire back with the first thought that pops into your head. Ready?"

Wall2K: Do it up.

"Sparky Anderson?"

Wall2K: Better than you will ever know. Probably the greatest man to grace a wrestling ring.

"Trinatas?"

Wall2K: Next on my to do list.

"Kool World Order?"

Wall2K: In the past.

"President Bush?"

Wall2K: As good a public speaker as The Blob is.

"Spiderman 2?"

Wall2K: Should have been my movie!

"Paris Hilton?"

Wall2K: Who cares. "Dirty skank" comes to mind though.

"Trent Hoffman?"

Wall2K: Ladies man. Let us not deny it folks. Trent is a pimp!

Laughter errupts around the arena as the Camera catches a glimpse of Hoffman's face turning 'beat red' over at the Announce table.

"Xtreme Revolution?"

Wall2K: Needs experience.

"Xtreme Revolution?"

Wall2K: The worst thing to ever happen to the UWA. The man does not like me and has been doing everything in his power to hold me down.

"Well Wall2K certainly we.........."

Wall2K jumps out of his chair with the mic in hand, interrupting Manning.

Wall2K: Whoa! Hold on Manning, I am talking. I don't care if I associated too much with this name. Things need to be said about that tight ass son of a bitch Donnie Dawson. The man is more crooked that Trent Hoffman's penis. I hope you can hear me Dawson. I want you to pull yourself from underneath Mr. Drivlane's desk for a minute to take a look at the clause in my contract that says I get one pay per view match against whomever I want. Yeah, any match. So what you are going to do is pull your tight ass onto your feet and get the paperwork ready for Maniac vs. Wall2k for the United States Title. And Hell, why not make it a ladder match or something cute like that while you are at it. Oh and If I don't hear some sort of answer by the end of the night, I am gonna find one of your hired Hos for the night and have my way with her. Sooner or later, Donnie Dawson, Maniac, and some random Dawson groupie will all be MY BITCH! Now isn't that pretty damn kool?

The crowd errupts in cheers as Wall2K tosses down the mic. He jumps a turnbuckle and raises his arms to the crowd. "Basketcase" begins to play again. The cameras all focus on Wall2K's display and then cut to commercial.



The Scene cuts backstage. We again see Mike Furious and X-Kalibur walking out of their Dressing room.

X-Kalibur: Shit.....I gotta' make a phone call real quick Mike. I'll catch up wit' ya'.

Furious nodds and X-Kalibur turns around and heads back into the Legend Killer dressing room. Furious then continues on his way and the camera follows. He turns a corner and see's none other than Wall2K "shooting the breeze" with UWA Correspondant Jamie Welsh. Furious's eyes light up at the sight of Wall2K. Wall2K then turns his head and notices Furious.

Wall2K: I'll.....talk to ya later Jamie.

Wall2K walks up to Furious. The two are now chest to chest, face to face. Furious glares into Wall2K's eyes with a look of fury and Wall2K glares back.

Furious: You know you lucked out at "Resurrection" in that 'Strap Match' not too long ago Wall2K, and let me tell you that I am not done with you yet.

Wall2K: Luck...luck? Is that what you call.......getting your ass handed to ya? No you know what Furious, I beat you in front of millions and millions of people just like I said I was gonna. If you can't handle that then tough! But I've got bigger fish to fry now. I have a United States title to win.

Furious: Ya....my United States title. Don't forget, I threw your ass over the top rope 2 months ago for that U.S. title shot. A title shot that would be going to me not you......if I wasn't in the Trinatas Open. But you know what Wall2K, you go ahead and win that U.S. title at the Pay Per View. Oh ya I'll be rooting for ya, because if I don't walk out the World Heavyweight Champion for some strange reason........then your first title defense as U.S. Champion will be against me!

Wall2K: Well Mike......if I...no when I walk out of the Pay Per View United States Champion and if you some how in hell walk out World Champion, then your first title defense will be against me!

Furious grins.

Furious: Oh your on you little primadonna bastard!

Wall2K: As will you be if you happen to get that title. But see unlike you Furious, I'm not gonna count it because your Mike Furious.......you blow every title opportunity you get. But don't worry, I mean after you fail miserably out of the Trinatas Open......maybe, just maybe I will feel sorry enough for you to give you a shot at my new, coveted United States Championship.

Wall2K smiles in Furious's face and then heads out of the picture. The scene then cuts back to ringside.



~Television Title Match~

CORTEZ PRODIGY
vs
Agent Gingerfish

"It's time for the first of our 2 UWA Championship matches here tonite!"

"You think Gingerfish actually has a chance in this one?"

"Well reigning Champion Cortez Prodigy has been pretty strong in all title defenses as of late John and......"

Hoffman is cut off as "Meant to Live" by Switchfoot blares over the arena P.A. those infamous 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.

"What the hell?"

"What does this ass-clown want now!?"

The crowd continues to errupt as Xtreme heads down the rampway with a big "shit-eating grin" on his face. He reaches ringside, but walks around it and heads toward Hoffman and Manning's table.

"Why is he coming over here Trent? We don't want him near us!"

Xtreme walks up to the Announcer's table and picks up a headset.

"Hey.....I didn't say anything about you Steve! It was all Trent, Trent I tell ya!"

Xtreme places the headset on and takes a seat behind the table and next to Manning.

Xtreme: Say what Manning?

"It was Hoffman....Hoffman was talking all sorts of crap about you just a minute ago.....not me. You should kick his ass right now!"

"For pete sake John! Give it a rest already!"

"See....he's got a mouth on him Steve!"

"Relax, I'm not here to kick anyone's ass tonite."

"Well that's a good th......"

"Yet at least."

"So what are you doing out here right now then Steve?"

"Hey...I just want to watch an action-packed Television title match from the best seat in the house."

"See I told you Trent, Xtreme is just being a Wrestling fan tonite!"

"Ya that's not what you were saying about him a few minutes ago."

"Again with your lies!"

"Payback" by Flaw is then heard throughout the arena. A thick smoke arises from the rampway and the morbid Agent Gingerfish is seen. The crowd rants as Gingerfish slowly makes his way through the dusk. Wearing a black trench coat, Gingerfish slides into the ring and immediately heads toward the opposite edge of the ring.

"Look at this guy, what's he think it's Halloween!?"

"Agent Gingerfish certainly one of the more mysterious characters in the UWA."

Gingerfish reaches the edge of the ring and points directly at Xtreme, sitting at the table. Gingerfish then removes his trenchcoat and continues to taunt Xtreme.

"What you want some of this 'Ginger-boy'!?

Gingerfish taunts Xtreme some more but is cut short with "Superman" by Eminem playing throughout the arena. Gingerfish instantly turns around as Cortez Prodigy steps out from behind the Curtain with his Television title over his shoulder. Prodigy stops atop the ramp for a moment and hoists his title belt into the air. A pyros flare off behind him and the crowd goes wild some more. Back at the Announcer's table, Xtreme takes his seat once again.

"Well Steve it seems as if Agent Gingerfish has a few words for ya."

"Like I told him.....I'm just here to watch, but he doesn't want to piss me off tonite."

"Who asked you anyway Trent?"

Prodigy is now in the ring and hands his title over to the Ref. The music fades and the arena lights brighten back up. The Ref carries the Television title belt over to the edge of the ring but Gingerfish takes the title belt from the Ref and hoists it into the air in a pompous fashion. The crowd rants and the Ref pleads with Gingerfish for the title back.

"He shouldn't count his chickens before they hatch Trent!"

"A very cocky display showcased by Agent Gingerfish."

An angered Prodigy charges at Gingerfish. Gingerfish quickly drops the title just before he is tackled by Prodigy. The Ref hands the title to the Time-Keeper and calls for the bell.

"Were underway here in this Television title match!"

Prodigy stays atop of Gingerfish and showcases some "fists of fury". After about 20 left and right hook combinations, Prodigy jumps up and off Gingerfish. Gingerfish quickly rises back to his feet and whipes his nose in pain. The two then charge each other and lock up. The advantage shifts back and fourth for a few moments. Prodigy then manages to maneuver Gingerfish into a 1/2 Nelson. Gingerfish tries to fight out of it, but only manages to spin himself around and get locked and rocked with a belly to belly suplex courtesy of Prodigy. Both men jump back up and charge at each other again. This time Prodigy ducks down and hoists Gingerfish onto his shoulders, delivering a back body drop.

"Prodigy is off to a fast start! I think Gingerfish ticked him off by putting his hands on that Television title belt!"

"I wouldn't want that weirdo putting his claws on my title either."

"Well it may no longer be is when this one is over!"

Prodigy then backs up to the ropes and bounces himself off. He charges back at the grounded Gingerfish and executes a double elbow drop to the sternum. Gingerfish flops around in pain as Prodigy then hooks him for the cover.

"Gingerfish is looking like a......fish outta' water! Get it!?"

"Your a moron."

"I thought it was pretty funny."

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"Ginger-bitch isn't down and out yet."

Prodigy jumps back to hbis feet and pulls up Gingerfish by his hair. Prodigy then backs up a few steps and lunges forward, delivering a knife edge chop to the chest of Gingerfish. Gingerfish stumbles back a foot and then gets slapped again by Prodigy. Prodigy then hauls off a third time but Gingerfish grabs his arm and sneaks in a kick to the stomach. Prodigy ducks down in pain Gingerfish quickly hooks him up and drops him with a single underhook suplex. Both men then slowly rise back to their feet and stagger toward each other. This time Gingerfish scoops up Prodigy and sidewalk slams him back to the mat.

"Gingerfish is taking control of this bout!"

"Not for long Trent."

"What do you mean by that Steve?"

"Don't worry about it."

Gingerfish drags Prodigy's body toward the corner of the ring. He then jumps up onto the second turnbuckle. Gingerfish signals to the 'booing' crowd and then plunges onto Prodigy with a semi-flying leg drop. Gingerfish then picks Prodigy back up and bear hugs him. Seconds later, Gingerfish nails a gut wrench suplex that crashes Prodigy to the canvas hard.

"You better wake up Cortez!"

"This may be it already!"

Gingerfish rolls over Prodigy and hooks his leg for the cover.

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"Damn it! How the hell is Prodigy still kicking out!?"

"He's got alot more fight left in him Steve. He's the Television Champion!"

"Well tonite is not gonna be his night, I can tell ya that."

A frustrated Gingerfish charges the ropes and off. He comes back to Prodigy and drops an elbow. Prodigy rolls out of the ring just before Gingerfish can hit it. Prodigy then staggers around the outside of the ring.

"He's coming our way!"

Xtreme stands up out of his chair as Prodigy makes his way over to the table. From behind, Gingerfish rolls out of the ring and creeps up on Prodigy.

"What....you want a piece of me bitch!?"

Prodigy flips Xtreme off and the crowd cheers the display. From behind, Gingerfish makes his way up to Prodigy and nails him in the back with a fist. Prodigy turns to face Gingerfish and gets nailed again. Gingerfish then walks Prodigy toward the ring apron and rolls him back into the ring. Prodigy slowly staggers back to his feet and Gingerfish pops back into the ring and charges. Gingerfish ducks under a Prodigy clothesline attempt and locks him up. He nails a nasy Blizzard Suplex. Gingerfish again lifts up Prodigy and signals for the "Kigeon Piller".

"This may be all she wrote!"

"I don't think so!"

"Where ya going Steve!?"

Xtreme rips off his head set and charges the ring. Gingerfish begins to lift up Prodigy but releases him at the sight of Xtreme jumping onto the ring apron. Xtreme enters the ring and Gingerfish immediately walks up to him. The Referee walks over toward Xtreme as well, but Xtreme just stands back with his arms held up in an innocent manner.

"What the hell is Xtreme doin?"

Gingerfish starts raving at Xtreme as The Referee pleads with him to exit the ring. Suddenly from the entrance-way, QBall is seen charging down the ramp.

"What the hell!?"

"There's Xtreme's partner in crime!"

Inside the ring, Xtreme still has The Ref and Gingerfish distracted. Prodigy is now back on his feet and staggers over toward the group. From behind, QBall slides into the ring and spins Prodigy around. He hooks Prodigy and drops him with a "Q-Driver". Mixed reactions come from the crowd as QBall rolls out of the ring.

"NO! Prodigy is out cold!"

On the opposite side of the ring, Xtreme willingly agrees to exit the ring and does. Both Gingerfish and the Ref turn back toward Prodigy, who lays motionless on the canvas. Gingerfish quickly runs over and covers him. The crowd boos pick up again.

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***THE BELL SOUNDS***

"We've got a new Television Champion!"

"No! Prodigy has been cheated!"

Gingerfish gets up and raises his arms in victory as Team Xtreme heads back up the rampway with smiles on their faces.

"This is unbelivable!"

"NO, NO, NO, NO! Hold on a second!"

John Follett walks out from behind the curtain with a mic in hand. Xtreme and QBall stop halfway up the ramp and look toward Follett.

"What's his deal!?"

"It's our Executive Producer!"

Gingerfish cuts his celebration short and looks over toward Follett. Prodigy slowly gets up to one knee and clenches the back of his neck is pain. Follett paces atop of the rampway as every eye in the arena is on him.

Follett: Steve Xtreme, QBall....you punks have no right being down in that ring at all tonite! Your interference caused Cortez Prodigy to be pinned and thus screwed out of this match and his title. Well I commend you two clowns.......you pulled another trick out of your bag tonite without the Referee seeing it happen. So it would seem that we have a new Television Champion. However.......I saw what just went down, and what you two just did is illegal. Therefore.....because of Xtreme Revolution's actions, that last pinfall is null and void!

The crowd goes wild as Gingerfish begins to throw a fit in the ring.

"WHAT!?"

Follett: Now you two clowns....

Follett points to QBall and Xtreme.

Follett: You stuck your noses into my match! For that you two will pay. So let me introduce you screw-ups to my Cavalry!

Follett steps back as Rage and Boom come charging out from behind the curtain towards Xtreme and QBall.

"Annihialation is here!"

Follett: Referee....ring the damn bell! This match will go on!

The bell sounds again as Follett heads back behind the curtain and out of sight. On the rampway, Rage throws left and rights to Xtreme as QBall gets DDT'd to the steel surface of the rampway by Boom. Inside the ring, an astonished Gingerfish turns around and gets caught by a now-recovered Prodigy. Prodigy quickly throws a jab to Gingerfish's face, lifts him up, and nails a "Flawlezz Drop".

"Gingerfish just got hit with the Flawlezz Drop!"

"I can't belive this!"

Prodigy quickly covers Gingerfish.

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***THE BELL SOUNDS!***

"Prodigy did it! He did it! He has retained his UWA Television title after this strange turn of events courtesy of our Executive Producer!"

"He should have never re-started this match!

"He did the right thing John and you know it! He stopped Prodigy from being cheated, cheated of a title he deserves all the while punishing Team Xtreme for their interruption!"

Prodigy snatches his title away from the Ref and exits the through the crowd. The camera then changes angles and we catch a glimpse of the rampway. We see Steve Xtreme and QBall lying on the steel surface while Rage and Boom stand over them with their arms crossed. The scene then fades out.



Following a promo-commercial for our next Pay Per View, we see John Follett backstage heading toward his office. He walks up to a door that reads: "Strangehold Executive Producer" and pops it open. As Follett begins to step into the room, Agent Gingerfish suddenly stumbles into the scene.

Gingerfish: What the hell Follett!?

Follett stops and turns toward Gingerfish.

Follett: Mr. Gingerfish what can I d.......

Gingerfish: What the hell, I had that match won! I deserved that Television title! I mean maybe QBall and Xtreme interfered but I didn't see it and I certainly didn't plan it!

Follett: Alright Gingerfish calm the hell down. Christ! Look at ya' all bent outta' shape about this. Now I your pissed and I would be too but put yourself in Prodigy's shoes for a moment.

Gingerfish seems to calm down a bit.

Follett: Now if you were the Champion you wouldn't want to be screwed out of your title because of two incompitent little peuks like QBall and Steve Xtreme would ya?

Gingerfish thinks for a second and then slightly nodds.

Follett: Of course you wouldn't, who the hell would? But....I know you worked hard for this match and I know how hungry you are for that title.

Gingerfish: Right....and I'm not about to be freakin screwed out my title shot either!

Follett: Relax, relax.....okay I'm frankly getting tired of this whole run-in and interfere shit going on between the Champ, you and Xtreme myself. So what I'm gonna do is talk to Mr. Drivlane tonite and see if we can settle this battle for the Television title once and for all. I'm talking Steve Xtreme......versus Agent Gingerfish.......versus Cortez Prodigy in one match. The best part of all my friend is that the UWA Television Championship will be on the line. What do you think about that?

Gingerfish cracks an evil-looking smerk as he rubs his chin.

Gingerfish: I think we need to make this match happen!

Follett: And I will pull every string I got to see that it does. So I'll talk to Drivlane....Triple Threat, Television Championship Match, at the Pay Per View. You know what.....I'll call him right now and get back to ya on it.

Gingerfish: Ya you let me know.

Gingerfish walks out of the picture again. Follett stares at Gingerfish as he walks away. Follett's "bullshit" smile then turns to a look of agitation. The scene cuts back to ringside.




~Triple Threat~
~UNITED STATES TITLE MATCH~

MANIAC
vs
Andy Gorgadore
vs
Ace

"Lithium" by Nirvana begins to play and instantly the crowd errupts in cheers. Pyros then shoot off as fan favortite, Andy Gorgadore, makes his way out from behind the curtain. He stops halfway down the ramp and drops to a knee. To the crowd's delight, Gorgadore strikes a "World famous" pose and thousands of camera flashes flicker all over the arena.

"There he is John......a real People's Champion, Andy Gorgadore!"

"Hey, being a People's Champion doesn't put a title around your waist does it?"

"Did it ever occur to you that maybe entertaining his millions of fans is far more important than any title belt?"

"Screw the fans, I'd rather have the gold around my waist!"

Gorgadore finishes off his flexing and then continues on his way down the ramp. Out of nowhere, Ace comes charges out from the entrance way. Ace lunges from behind the unaware Gorgadore and clotheslines him from behind. Gorgadore falls forward and tumbles down the rest of the rampway. The crowd cheers turn to heavy boos at the actions of Ace.

"What a...what a cheap move by the first half of Gorgadore's competiton tonite!"

"It's not cheap Trent it's genius! I mean think about it, if he can wear down Gorgadore real quick then he could get a one on one crack at Maniac."

Ace watches as Gorgadore slowly rises to his feet. He then walks up to Gorgadore and throws a closed fist to the face. Gorgadore stumbles back and Ace nails him again. Gorgadore continues to stumble back as Ace then picks up a chair and folds it. Ace hoists the chair over his head, but Gorgadore sneaks in a kick to Ace's midsection. Ace drops the chair and ducks down. Gorgadore then steps up to Ace and spins. The crowd cheers as Gorgadore nails Ace with a spinning heel kick right to the skull.

"Ouch!"

"Did you hear the sound of Gorgadone's heel against Ace's head!?"

Gorgadore pops back up and lifts Ace back up to his feet. Gorgadore walks Ace a few steps closer to the ring and then Irish whips him right into the ring steps. Ace flys into the steps and a loud crash is heard. Gorgadore then jumps onto the ring apron and runs across, toward Ace. Gorgadore reaches the edge and leaps off the apron. Just then, Ace rises up to his knees and looks up as Gorgadore splashes down onto him.

"Look at that amazing athleticism displayed by Gorgadore!"

"I have one question....where the hell is Maniac!?"

Gorgadore slowly rises back to his feet and again lifts Ace back to his feet. Gorgadore grabs Ace's hair and cocks his head back. He thrusts Ace's head forward causing his forehead to smack against the ring post. Gorgadore then cocks Ace's head back again and smacks it against the ring post a second time. Gorgadore then releases his grasp and Ace falls to the floor. Gorgadore looks down at the motionless Ace and sees blood pool up on his forehead. Gorgadone then lifts up Ace once again and drags him toward the ring. He lifts up the knocked out Ace and rolls him underneath the ropes.

"Ace has been busted open pretty badly!"

"I don't know what Gorgadore thinks he's doing by putting Ace in the ring. I mean this match can't officially start untill Maniac get his ass down here."

"Well.....2 men in the ring is a start I guess."

"I bet Maniac already took his piece of shit car and went home!"

Just then, a loud "honking" of a horn is heard repeatedly. "Enough" by Pressure 4-5 begins to play as suddenly the "rust-box" El Camino drives out onto the entrance way. Smoke and exhaust fills the area as the vehicle rumbles down the rampway with Maniac at the wheel.

"Good Lord! Maniac didn't take his piece of shit vehicle back home John........he brought it out to ringside!"

"How is that thing still running!?"

"It's definitely not a lemon!"

Gorgadore watches as Maniac parks the El Camino at ringside. The driver's side door opens and out steps Maniac. He walks to the rear of the vehicle and hops into the tailgate. Gorgadone then watches as Maniac picks up his U.S. title belt and climbs up to the roof of the car. An impatient Gorgadore then leaves the ring apron and charges toward the vehicle. Maniac holds his title into the air and calls apon Gorgadore. Gorgadore jumps onto the hood of the vehicle and then up the windsheild.

"I think Gorgadore and Maniac are gonna duke it out ontop of an El Camino!"

"This is gonna be great!"

Maniac drops his U.S. title and begins exchanging punches with Gorgadore on the roof of the car. Maniac throws a left, Gorgadore hits back with a right, Maniac again......

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Maniac's final punch sends Gorgadore flying back onto the El Camino's hood.

"This is unreal!"

"Just when you thought you had seen it all."

"You ain't kidding!"

Gorgadore lays flatlined on the hood as Maniac then leaps off the roof and lands a very un-orthodox Frog Splash. The crowd begins chants of "Holy shit.....holy shit". Maniac then drags Gorgadore off the hood of the car and drags him toward the ring. He rolls Gorgadore into the ring and then climbs in after him. Finally, with all three competitors in the ring.....the bell sounds.

"Finally....finally this title match is underway!"

"No, bring him back to the car!"

Maniac attempts to pick Gorgadore back up but is suprised by a shot from behind by the now-revived Ace. Ace spins Maniac around and then nails him with a missle drop kick that sends Maniac stumbling back. Ace then awaits for Gorgadore to get back to his feet. Gorgadore does and a second later, Ace wraps him up and drops him with a back breaker.

"Ace has come back to life!"

Not for long Trent!"

Maniac then charges at Ace and clobbers him with a vicious clothesline that puts him on his back. Ace slowly pops back up but is hit with a swinging neck breaker from Maniac. Maniac then turns toward Gorgadore who charges at him and hits him with a spear. Both Maniac and Gorgadore fly to the canvas.

"The advantage in this match is going every which way!"

Gorgadore jumps off of Maniac and turns around just in time to catch Ace in the act of a swing. Gorgadore grabs Ace's arm and brings him down into an Armbar Submission. Ace yelps in pain and struggles to get loose. The Ref gets down in from of Ace and watches for a tap. Maniac slowly begins to rise to his feet. Gorgadore retains his submission and tightens the hold as Ace stretches for the bottom rope with his free arm.

"Gorgadore has a nasty submission locked onto Ace!"

"Maniac had better get over there, we may see Ace tap soon!"

Maniac rises to his feet and staggers over toward Gorgadore and Ace. Gorgadore continues to retain Ace in the armbar, but Maniac breaks it up with a few stomps to the back of Gorgadore. Gorgadore slowly jumps back up to his feet only to be irish whipped across the ring by Maniac. Gorgadore hits the ropes and bounces back toward Maniac. Maniac holds his arm out but Gorgadore ducks underneath and bounces off the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. Gorgadore again comes back toward Maniac but gets caught by Maniac and dropped with a sit-down slam. Maniac jumps back up and turns toward Ace. Ace is down on one knee still favoring his shoulder. He gets back up on two feet at the sight of Maniac and locks up with him. Maniac gains the advantage and puts Ace into a side head lock. Maniac tightens the lock for a moment and then pulls forward and attempts to bull dog Ace. The attempt is interrupted as Maniac catches a suprise missle drop kick from Gorgadore.

"Gorgadore with a kick to the face!"

"Maniac just can't get rid of this cheese-ball can he!?."

Maniac hits the canvas but rises back up in seconds. He turns toward Gorgadore and looks to lock him up, but Ace begins an attack from behind. Maniac then turns toward Ace and gets nailed from behind by Gorgadore's forearms. Ace and Gorgadore then lock Maniac up together. They lift Maniac up into the air and deliver a tag team vertical suplex.

"Ace and Andy Gorgadore working together now on Maniac!"

"Well it's the smart thing to do!"

Gorgadore and Ace stomp Maniac for a few moments and then Gorgadore lifts Maniac back up. He hooks Maniac up and signals to the fans. They cheer him on as he hits a wicked hangman's kneck breaker. Gorgadore then jumps back up and swings his leg backward, delivering a very non-chalant low blow to Ace. Ace backs away and clenches his stomach as Gorgadore covers Maniac.

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"A crafty move by Gorgadore......but Ace able to rebound at last second!"

After stomping on Gorgadore and breaking up the count, Ace grabs Gorgadore by his hair and lifts him up to his feet. Gorgadore swats Ace's hand away and then the two begin to exchange blows. Ace with a left hook, Gorgadore with a right........

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Ace col-cocks Gorgadore one last time that sends him to the canvas. Just then, Maniac suprises Ace with a big boot that sends him flying over the top rope and crashing to the concrete outside of the ring. Gorgadore then gets back up and turns as Maniac lifts him up and drops him with a Gorilla Press. Maniac then climbs in between ropes and steps onto the outside ring apron.

"Maniac is taking control of this match!"

"He's on the ring apron.....God only knows what he's gonna do now!"

"Well Ace is grounded in front of that El Camino!"

Manaic waits for Ace to rise up off the floor outside of the ring. Moments later he does and Maniac leaps off the ring apron, splashing down onto Ace. With both men out of the ring, the Referee starts to count.....

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"That crazy bastard!"

Maniac gets back up to his feet. He slowly lifts Ace back up and drags him over to the El Camino.

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Maniac then walks around the vehicle and opens the Driver's side door. He reaches into the car for a moment and then suddenly the car's hood pops open.

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"Don't tell me......"

"What's he gonna do now!?"

Maniac walks in front of the El Camino and lifts the hood. He then picks up Ace and places his body against the front of car. The crowd boos as Maniac places Ace's head on the exposed radiator of the car.

"No, no, no!"

"Yes, yes yes!"

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Maniac showcases a sick and twisted smile for a moment. He then slams the hood down onto Ace's head. The crowd rants get even louder as Maniac lifts the hood again and slams it back down onto Ace's head a second time.

"That sick and twisted human being Maniac has just assaulted Ace! I can't belive it!"

"This is awsome!"

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Inside the ring, Gorgadore slowly rises back to his feet. He then looks over and notices Maniac who now has the battered and bloodied Ace in his grip. Maniac lifts the motionless Ace up into the air and hold him for a second.

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"Somebody stop this mascarade!"

Maniac tosses Ace forward and sends him crashing onto the windshield of the El Camino. The sound of glass cracking is heard as Ace's body crashes down.

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***THE BELL SOUNDS***

"Maniac! He has just.....he just launched Ace onto the windsheild of that car!"

"He also just got counted out!"

Inside the ring, Gorgadone looks over at the sight of Ace lying on the windshield in disbelif. He then turns back to the Referee and starts pleading the countout. The Referee grabs Gorgadone's hand and raises it in victory. Gorgadone quickly rips his hand back down and continues to argue with the Ref.

"Andy Gorgadone is the winner by countout John.....but that doesn't get him the U.S. title!"

"I gotta question, how is Maniac gonna get home!?"

A pissed off Gorgadone then rolls out of the ring and charges at Maniac. The two begin to exchange blows immediately.

"Gorgadone is angry, he is going after Maniac with force!"

"He better watch out, there's a back window with his name on it!"

Maniac drops Gorgadone with a forearm shot. Suddenly from the entrance way, Mike Furious comes charging down the ramp.

"Furious is here!"

"He's not supposed to be!"

Furious attacks Maniac from behind like a mad-man. Seconds later, Steve Xtreme and QBall charge down the ramp towards Furious and Maniac.

"Xtreme Revolution has just come down!"

Furious knocks Maniac down but turns and gets double teamed by Xtreme and QBall. Only seconds after that, X-Kalibur runs out from behind the curtain.

"X-Kalibur is now out too! What's going on here Trent!?"

X-Kalibur spins QBall around and knocks him down with a vicious right hook. Gorgadone battles Maniac again and Furious backhands Xtreme. Sure enough, Rage and Boom come charging down the rampway and toward the brawling crowd.

"Rage and Boom too!"

"It's the cavalry!"

Rage and Boom automatically go after Xtreme and QBall freeing up Furious. Furious then walks over to Maniac and Gorgadore. Maniac floors Gorgadore again but turns and gets nailed by Furious again. The two again begin to exchange blows.

"Oh my! All hell has broken loose here in San Jose!"

"It's an all out brawl Trent! This is freakin great!

The fans suddenly go wild and turn toward the entrance way as Wall2K comes running down the ramp.

"Wall2K!"

Wall2K comes up from behind Furious and throws a shot to the back of his skull. Furious falls forward and then Wall2K knocks Maniac to the ground with a right hook.

"In what will be the last show before our next Pay Per View, a War has broken out right here in front of a broken down 1974 El Camino! I don't belive this!"

"Go on Trent, go break it up!"

We see Rage knife edge chopping Xtreme. Gorgadore exchanging shots with a bloodied up Ace. Boom and X-Kalibur stomp on QBall simultaniously. Furious, Maniac, and Wall2K all exchange blows and shift advantages. The crowd goes wild at the display.

"Ladies and gentlemen.....this may as well take hours, days to sort out.......but unfortunitly we are all out of time tonite! We thanks you for watching and we will see you at the Pay Per View!"

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