December 9th 2004 - The Last FUF of 2004!


(The scene opens with the shimmering letters of the ULW before they fade into the darkness)

(The scene opens in the parking lot with Vivian stepping out of her car she lifts a bag from the bag seat and throws it over her shoulder before closing the door and heading for the arena entrance where she is met by Kailey Worf the interviewer, the fans are watching in the arena as they prepare for the beginning of the show, Kailey just stops Vivian who smiles awaiting the young girls question.)

Kailey:
Vivian thank you for your time, I was just wondering how you feel after you win last week propelled you to the number one contenders spot for the women’s title?

Vivian:
Yeah it was great I enjoyed the moment and the chance is something I look forward to.

Kailey:
Was you surprised?

(Vivian just frowns for a moment at Kailey and looks a little insulted.)

Vivian:
Surprised? I was the best woman in that ring? Why would I be surprised?

Kailey:
Well…I just…

Vivian:
How old are you Kailey?

Kailey:
17?

Vivian:
So you have minimal experience in this business and this industry, I mean your just a kid, did you drop school for this job or something?

Kailey:
I was only stating that lately you have been on the receiving end a lot and it just seems with AWOL now gone you were in no frame of mind to fight let alone win!?!

(Vivian seems to lose her angry expression for a moment and smiles at the young teen before suddenly booting her in the stomach causing her to drop the mic and fall to one knee, Vivian then grabs her by the scruff of the neck and the trousers and rams her head first through the glass window of the near by car! The fans are booing loudly as Vivian stares angrily at Kailey who falls to the floor bleeding profusely, she just shakes her head and walks into the arena as the camera focuses back on Kailey’s bleeding face.)


FUF Live from Auburn Hills, Michigan, The Palace Stadium!


(The Beginning credits of FUF Role as Creed, Kingdom and other various FUF stars are seen hitting move after move mixed in with face shots of them looking pissed and ready for action, the symbol of FUF with the exploding words causing a brief interlude before Bullseye is seen spearing Hunter to the mat before Frost is seen hitting a hurricanrana on Hellkat, River Angelus is seen smiling over the ropes before more shots of the action on FUF are shown before finally ending with an old shot of Daemon holding the world title aloft over his head. The words then appear again before the cameras turn to the ULW Arena where fireworks explode from the ring and ramp area causing a huge amount of cheers from the sold out Palace Stadium.
The fireworks die down as “Break Stuff” By Limp Bizkit blasts out to signal the beginning of the show, the cameras just pan around the arena at the screaming fans reading some of the signs.)

Jerry Walters:
Ladies and Gentleman welcome to ULW FUF the flagship show for the United Livewire Wrestling and what a show its going to be tonight, Johnny Kingdom and Daemon Frost sign the contract for the World Title match at Worlds ending in that very ring!

Tim May:
Yeah and then only one week later Kingdom will officiate himself at the World Champion!

Jerry Walters:
Your just pissed Daemon beat you to shit last week!

Tim May:
Shut up, that never happened, Frost is an idiot and he should be sanctioned in a mental home, the bastard is not safe to have on the payroll!

Jerry Walters:
I don’t know, I found it quite entertaining Tim!

Tim May:
Shut up Jerry! Just shut up!

(Suddenly the sound of ‘Revenge’ by Papa Roach hits and the fans jump to there feet as the light dim while red spotlights from the stage set shine down the rampway as the triple screen begins to play the highlight reel of Lethal Weapon, the man walks out from the back to a huge eruption, he is wearing his merchandise and a pair of jeans and looking very unofficial as he heads down the ramp and toward the ring. He looks at the fans before rolling under the bottom rope and taking a mic from the announcer…His music stops and lethal just listens to the chants of his name before raising the mic slowly toward his mouth and looking up the ramp.)

Weapon:
Last week…My wife was thrown through a table to prove a point…To prove a point to her own brother that one man was good enough, intense enough to be World heavyweight Champion of the ULW all over again…Orlando Cruze was the man who done it and Conrad Gray was the man he proved it to, and what did Conrad do while his sister was being manhandled? NOTHING!

(The fans boo the actions on the owner last week as Weapon just nods in approval at there bad reaction to Conrad.)

Weapon:
So tonight…Right here…Right now…I AM CHALLANGING CONRAD GRAY!!!

(A huge eruption of cheers goes up as Lethal removes his shirt to reveal his huge upper body he is breathing heavy and looking furious as he prepares for Conrad Entrance.)

Weapon:
Conrad you little weasel, Brother in law or not get your ass out here kid and face the music! Come on Conrad!!

(Suddenly boos ring out as Mo’ Money, Mo’ Problems by Puff Daddy hits the speakers system, Weapon just props himself in the corner and stares up the ramp as Conrad steps out from the back already looking fearful, beside him is Lady Lust who just stares at Weapon showing no emotion, Conrad a mic in hand and brushes down his suit and stops at the top of the ramp as he music dies down.)

Conrad:
Now Lethal, Calm down, I mean it calm down…This is no way for a regulator to behave, you are contracted to GWO not ULW for in ring action now calm down damn it!

(Lethal just smiles and stands straight again before grabbing the mic he dropped and walking to the front of the ring.)

Weapon:
Conrad you heap of shit, stop making excuses and get down here and face me, I mean it, if you don’t come down here, ill come up there!

(Conrad slowly heads down the ramp and Weapon just steps back allowing him to enter the ring, but instead of Conrad Lust enter the ring, the fans are booing loudly as Lust just stands and stretches the muscles in her neck, she then lunges at Lethal but he ducks the punch and spears Lust to the mat before standing up and lifting her between his legs hooking her arms and dropping her with “The Last shot” Conrad just slowly walks back up the ramp shaking his head.)

Conrad:
Weapon damn it, I had nothing to do with Sheryl, I swear, I didn’t have time to do a thing…

Weapon:
Really? Conrad you lying fucker, you are involved in everything, there is no pot your grubby little fingers have not been dipped in, why are you in league with Edward Hayden?

Conrad:
I’m not…Lethal, I swear…

Lethal:
Conrad…If I even get a sniff that you are setting my wife up, if I get a sniff that you are doing anything I don’t like the sound off…Ill rip you apart like I did your little friend here!

Conrad:
Is that so…

Weapon:
Yes!

Conrad:
Then Lethal, I might not have had anything to do with my sister, but you…That’s a different story! I never did like you BROTHER!

(Weapon looks at Conrad confused as the boos get loud, a hooded attacker in a black jumper just slides in the ring a pipe in hand, Weapon turns and sees the man but is to late and gets clocked big time with the pipe right across the forehead knocking him to the mat!
The hooded opponent just stares over Weapon for a second before a clapping Conrad smiles at the destroyed man in the middle of the ring, before leaving through the curtains while the hooded man just leaves the ring and heads back through the crowd as the show goes to commercial.)


Commercial


Backstage


(Weapon is holding his head a little pissed, he is looking at a TV screen in the back with an angry face before turning to a security officer sitting next to him.)

Weapon:
Do me a favour if you see anyone come out during this next match call me…

Security:
You think they will so soon?

Weapon:
If its who I think it is, then expect chaos…Expect it soon!

Security:
Who?

Weapon:
It’s not worth mentioning until we know for sure!

(The security guard just nods and looks back at the screen as Weapon turns away and heads in a bad mood back into the locker room area.)


Also Backstage


Tom Hammond: I’m here with ULW’s latest rookie Chris Kain who debuts tonight against the returning Big Shot Griffin. Now Chris your thoughts on your match please.

Before Chris Kain can even say a word he is nailed from behind by a low blow which causes him to bend over in pain. Hunter then grabs a steel chair of the ground and CRACKS IT over Kain’s head knocking him straight to the ground. Hunter then lifts Kain’s limb body and throws him through by the head, head first into a wooden door which is pierced by Chris Kain’s head. Hunter opens the door to show Kain’s head sitting on the other side. He looks out cold as Hunter grabs a white clothe out of his pocket and starts to wipe his hands with it. Hunter shakes his head from side to side as he continues to wipe his hands clean.

Hunter: So young yet so ignorant. *Shrugs his shoulders* Oh well I guess you just bit the dust, buddy!

Hunter gives the blacked out Chris Kain a few light slaps before he turns to see Hammond in his face.

Hunter: What the...

Hammond: Now why the hell did you do that for?

Hunter: Why? That son of a bitch was about to mock me about having to have to face “Mr. Roast”. Let that be a message to everyone around here, especially that Mr. Roast.

Hunter walks off as Chris Kain begins to stir looking mightily angry!


Back in the arena


Jerry Walters:
So much happening already here tonight however we have some bad news, it seems Kailey has been hurt badly and wont be with us for the rest of this weeks show and I am still in shock over Vivian’s actions back there!

Tim May:
Why? She is a free woman on the edge, she is enjoying herself and if that means planting that brats face through a car window why should we deprive or judge her for that?

Jerry Walters:
Can you hear yourself?

Tim May:
I hope so or my career is fucked!

Jerry Walters:
What about the attack on Lethal just moments ago? Whatever it was in that hood it has Lethal worried back there!

Tim May:
So it should do, whoever it was made short work of a so called legend!

Jerry Walters:
The person had a damn poll Tim!!!


Bruce Lomond and Silencer Vs Teresa and Jenny


(Every light source providing the packed out arena dies. The crowd is shocked by the sudden death as a faint sound of the wind echoes throughout the arena. The sound gradually gets louder until the opening recognized tones of "Crawling" by Linkin Park take over from the wind. A faint mist begins to take over the stage but its blown away when "Crawling" hits its hard beat and a massive timed explosion takes place on the impressive stage. The fire rise’s high to reveal a stage shrouded in smoke. Five spotlights dance in the smoke, every now and then one will pick up on a shadow through the "fog" The smoke begins to drift away from the stage to reveal "The Hatred." The spotlights immediately home in on the young athlete. The crowd erupts into jeers for Bruce Lomond as he strolls to the end of the stage and begins his descent down the ramp. He pays not one second of attention to the crowd as his eyes are firmly focused on the ring. He stops at the end of the ramp and looks up at the rafters of the building, after a few moments he jumps up onto the apron of the ring and enters through the gap between the top and middle rope. The arena lights are restored as the spotlights and "Crawling" fades to an end.)

Jerry Walters:
This man is sick and sexiest he hates women in wrestling and to add he not only attacked Teresa violently last week but Corina and Kathy smith of the glamour girls as well, he is a ULW reject who should not even be here!

Tim May:
That is harsh Jerry, I think the guy is great, he has talent knows how to put a woman in her place and doesn’t mind giving them a slap to make them no when enough is enough!

Jerry Walters:
You almost make it sound correct what he is doing? Although to you it probably is!

(The 'tron flickers to life, with the words "Silence Me" As the lights suddenly blackout. A fire is lit underneath the ramp, as the cameras switch to black and white. "Shadow Realm" by Seraphim Shock suddenly starts to play, a man who is hiding his face, by means of face paint steps out where he is visible. He raises a skull tipped staff, which is located in his right hand, and everything turns to black once more. In pure darkness, he walks to the ring. At the bottom of the ramp, he raises his staff once more, quicker this time, and the fire under the rampway starts up again. He takes off his long coat, and sets it on the stairs, then he removes his finger jewelry, and does the same. He climbs up the steps, and sets his staff, and top hat, ever so carefully near the turnbuckle. Then, he climbs into the ring, head lowered; awaiting for the match to begin.)

Jerry Walters:
Bruce Lomond’s partner here and what a role this man has been on since his name change, he has won his last two matches and last week picked up a fairly simple win over Griffin Sean Johnson!

Tim May:
Silencer is a new class Jerry, he wont be blaming Essa Rios although really he should, but only if he loses and you got he word of May on this match, Silencer is going to make it three in three here in the ULW!

Jerry Walters:
He could well do that Tim there is no doubt about that, he has the talent to and a win would definitely make the bookers reconsider him for some gold in the near future, but to do so he has to beat the very talented duo of Teresa Hilton and jenny Mclanahan!

("Heaven's a Lie" by Lacuna Coil hits the speakers as the fans cheer loudly, the triple screen shows the highlight reel of the growing talent that is Teresa Hilton the former DWA Women’s champion, the former DWA Xtreme champion, she heads out from the back without her fiancée on this occasion, her eyes are beginning to look a little glazed over here and she is not looking in great condition, he skin is sweaty, greasy even and she is laughing hysterically at nothing. She reaches the ring and climbs on the apron before clumsily entering the ring and shouting “woo” at the top of her voice)

Jerry Walters:
Erm…Teresa Hilton is not looking like she should wrestle right now Tim?

Tim May:
What!?! She is fine! Its those happy pills Jerry, she is just on a high she is fine!

Jerry Walters:
I don’t disagree it’s the ‘happy’ pills Tim, but she is looking in a bad way!

("Burning Heat! (3 Option Mix)" begins an epic pulse pounding entrance, and as the song kicks into earnest, Jenny rushes the ring, and runs to the corner, jumping to the second turnbuckle and giving a double thumbs up to the audience. She jumps down, runs to the opposite corner and does the same, grinning and back flipping out of the corner this time - landing on her feet... Jenny pulls the robe off and sets it in her corner before leaning back against the turnbuckle, and looking bored. She turns to Teresa who is still just laughing at some of the fans and acting strangely.)

Jerry Walters:
The high flying, energetic, Jenny Mclanahan and now we are ready to get under way!

Tim May:
I actually don’t like this woman, have I said that before? She is to charismatic! You know the kind, you go to the library for a book and find someone like her who doesn’t shut up and just goes on and on and never leaves you alone!

Jerry Walters:
So what’s your point? That you just find her annoying?

Tim May:
Exactly! Oh Jerry I never knew you felt the same way!?!

Jerry Walters:
I don’t, I think she is a great up and comer and an amazing athlete!

(The bell sounds and Jenny is still looking at Teresa who is on the apron waving wildly at the fans who are not sure how to take her, Jenny just asks her if she is ok repeatedly but suddenly from behind Lomond charges into her knocking Jenny down with a forearm to the back of the neck that knocks her into Teresa taking her own partner of the mat.
Bruce just grabs Jenny and lifts her back to her feet before shouting in her face and stepping back while holding her arm going for a standing clothesline but Jenny ducks it and grabs the waist of Lomond before picking him up of his feet and throwing him forward into sit down facebuster onto the mat! She rolls up onto her feet and looks back worried for her partner Teresa who is just sitting on the outside laughing. Sh shakes her head and turns back to Lomond who is on one knee grabbing him lifting him to his feet before throwing him off the ropes, but he counters and sends her instead across the ring, she comes back at him and ducks a clothesline from Lomond before running into the ropes opposite and leaping at the middle rope before using it to spring herself back at the turning Bruce Lomond knocking him down wit a springboard crossbody!
She gets up again and this time walks over to the corner stepping out onto the apron and climbing to the top rope before perching herself there waiting for Bruce to get up, he does and jenny flies off hitting a big leg lariat off the top rope that knocks Lomond off his feet, she goes for the cover,
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Suddenly Silencer enters the ring and drops and elbow but lands right on Lomond who grabs at his chest as Jenny rolls out of the way and gets to her feet, Silencer also stands but is met with a dropkick that takes him right to the outside!)

Jerry Walters:
Fast paced start here by the 2nd generation superstar Jenny Mclanahan, the question now is can she keep it up with her partner being…Well…Not here so to speak?

Tim May:
Why are you being so critical, look how much she is laughing, she is having a great time at the ring Jerry! She is loving it!

Jerry Walters:
Yet I get the feeling Tommy wont be pleased and neither will she when she realizes what is happening, I can tell ya now Jenny will be fuming!

(Jenny gets back to her feet and shouts over to Teresa who looks up and stops laughing she stands to her feet and looks in the ring to see Jenny throwing right hands over and over into the head of Bruce, seeing this she jumps on the apron and calls for the tag, Jenny looks up a little suspicious of this but gets to her feet and tags Teresa in Teresa just enters the ring and skips happily around the ring as if nothing was going to happen to her, she then sees Bruce on one knee and like a woman possessed suddenly just changes dropkicking him in the face and then pouncing on him hitting him with closed hands over ad over smashing rights across his jaw before standing to her feet and stomping away on Bruce!
Lomond just rolls to the outside trying to get a breather but Teresa leaps over the ropes going for a cross body on Lomond but he catches her and then throws her onto his shoulder before running at the steel turnbuckle only to have Teresa slide down his back and push him face first right into the steel turnbuckle knocking him to the ground!
Suddenly though from behind Silencer clotheslines Teresa knocking her hard into the mats, the referee just threatens a DQ and demands he get back in his corner, Silencer does and the referee begins a count!

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Bruce manages to get to his feet and rolls back in the ring breaking the count at the early half way, Teresa just holds her face and climbs slowly back onto the apron as she does Lomond grabs her lifting her for a suplex right over the ropes and into the centre of the ring before rolling to Silencer and tagging the man in.
Silencer just runs in and grabs Teresa lifting her to her feet before twisting her arm once, then twice before slamming an elbow across hers and tugging her to the mat by her hair before locking in a well executed armbar!)

Jerry Walters:
I thought I might be wrong regarding the logic of tagging in Teresa for this match but I am now believing myself to be correct after all, she is certainly not with it!

Tim May:
She wasn’t with it before, stop making excuses for her, Silencer is just a better wrestler!

Jerry Walters:
That comment is very, very controversial indeed!

(Silencer impatient stands holding on to the arm of Teresa still stands down on the joint under her armpit and begins twisting the arm further causing Teresa to cry out in pain, her only view being that of the smiling Bruce Lomond, Silencer then drops across her elbow joint again this time with a leg drop!
He gets up and grabs her hair lifting her to her feet and powerslamming her down before tagging Bruce Lomond back in the ring, Bruce just smiles sadistically and shouts at Teresa before slapping her hard across the face and again!
He grabs her by the hair and lifts her to her feet before walking her to the corner and lunging backward throwing her across the mat with a huge tug on her hair, the fans are just shouting at the woman hater, otherwise known as the hatred as he smiles and casually grabs her again lifting her up and this time lifting her into a gorilla press slam and dropping her with a forward slam!
He then kneels over her holding her by the chin and shouting in her face before again slapping her hard, he stands up lifting her to her feet and setting her up for a suplex but she blocks it, he tries again and she blocks it again, he goes for a third time but although he lifts her she quickly counters falling behind him, Lomond turns and she lifts him onto her shoulder but he quickly manages to re –counter and falls behind her grabbing her waist and throwing her over his head for a huge German Suplex!
Bruce just looks pissed as he stands back up but as he does rather then attack Teresa he turns and clotheslines the shell shocked Jenny right off the apron and to the floor below!)

Jerry Walters:
God I hate this guy so much, what gives him the right to decide who should be wrestling and who shouldn’t be!

Tim May:
The fact he is male and they are female!

Jerry Walters:
You are just as bad as he is! I hope Daemon kicks your arse again!

(Bruce just shouts at Jenny before turning back to Teresa who is on one knee, he grabs her around the chin but Hilton counters dropping to her knees and bring his chin across the top of her head hitting him with a nicely done jawbreaker before standing up to see the dazed Bruce Lomond she bounces off the belts getting some momentum and runs at The Hatred but he sees her coming and ducks down for a back body drop however she just jumps over him and tries to bring him down with the sunset flip!
But Lomond is to heavy and gets his weight behind him, he looks down and slams a punch down toward Teresa’s head but she moves just in time and Lomond hits the mat, she rolls across the ring to jenny who is back up and to the cheers of the fans tags her high impact partner!
Jenny enters the ring and runs across the ring off the ropes as Lomond stand before jumping at him with both feet causing him to grab her in a reverse wheelbarrow, she then uses her arms to push herself up grabbing his head and using the momentum to drop him with a tornado DDT!
She gets up as Silencer enters the ring, he runs at her but she takes him down with a drop toe hold causing him to grab his face, as he does she runs off the ropes and comes back dropkicking him in the face! Lomond stumbles back to his feet but is booted in the midsection and dropped with a Neckbreaker, Jenny then stands back to her feet and the fans go wild as she tags in Teresa, Hilton smiles as Silencer and Lomond are on the middle ropes on opposite sides of the ring, she then dashes across at silencer flying around the ropes and hitting a huge ‘Demented’ (619)!!! Silencer is plunged back into the centre of the ring, Teresa then climbs in the ring directly across from the Lomond and calls to the fans before running at him, But Lomond suddenly stands up and grabs her throwing her over his shoulder and spinning her around! THE SHOT!!! THE SHOT!!!)

Jerry Walters:
Oh my that came out of nowhere!!! Teresa is out cold!

Tim May:
Ouch, did you hear the force of that!

Jerry Walters:
I think Teresa may have even landed badly there, that move was horrific!

(Jenny jumps in the ring but the half dazed Silencer quickly comes from beside her and hits her with a huge Twisted mind Superkick that takes her right out of the ring as Lomond covers Teresa,
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Lomond and Silencer win a close match but the woman hater beat the woman, Lomond just rolls out of the ring and grins evilly as Silencer joins him on the ramp, the official just raises there arms in the air as the Lomond points and taunts her some more. Suddenly boos sound out louder as Tommy Livingston, Teresa Hiltons boyfriend steps out from the back, Silencer and Lomond just smile as they see him coming toward them, yet he leaves them, he doesn’t touch them!)

Jerry Walters:
What the hell? Tommy just walked right past Bruce and Silencer, he is heading for the ring! For Teresa!

Tim May:
This isn’t good Jerry!

Jerry Walters:
You ain’t kidding!

(Tommy rolls in the ring as Teresa holds her upper neck in utter agony, he just strolls around her for a second looking disgusted as the screams come from the crowd trying desperately to have Tommy stay away from Teresa, but he kneels down and strokes the hair from her face the angry expression in his face fading for a split second before a crashing backhand flies across the face of Teresa as he begins shouting at her and screaming that she embarrassed him!
He then pulls her onto her back and kneels over her shouting in her face and holding her by the chin, he points in her face and says now ‘I’m going to embarrass you’ he grabs her top ripping it off revealing a white sports bra before standing up and pointing at Teresa to the fans shouting ‘look at her disgusting body’ Teresa gets to her hands and knees but Tommy just boots her hard in the stomach causing her to cough out loud before he climbs on her and begins shouting “You wanna embarrass me do you? Do you” suddenly he begins undoing his trousers as Teresa screams in fear!
from the back though its her old flame Blake Levy!!! Blake grabs her foot and drags her from the ring to the surprise of Tommy who just stands quickly to his feet as Blake lifts Teresa into a cradle staring angrily at Tommy who just screams loudly t bring her back as the scene focuses on a very angry Tommy Livingston who just glares at the woman he was and currently still is to marry!)


Backstage


Vivian walks through the backstage area, not looking very happy as usual, ever since the unfortunate dismissal of AWOL from the ULW roster. She continues forward until a small child steps in front of her with a baseball cap on her head and a jersey hanging from his tiny body. His face is full of joy at the sight of Vivian while he clutches a piece of paper and a pen.

Child: Wow, it's Vivian, I can't believe it. Your my favorite wrestler ever, can I get your autograph?

Vivian takes a deep breath and sighs.

Vivian: I'm sorry kid, but I'm not exactly in the mood to be signing autographs right now.

Child: Oh please, I've just got to have your autograph, it would mean so much to not only me but my sister, your her hero.

Vivian seems to be smiling a bit now as she finally complies.

Vivian: Okay, if your going to twist my arm about it.

Vivian grabs the small sheet of paper and begins to scribble her name across it quickly. From a doorway behind Vivian we can see Rebecca Raines exiting and now crossing her arm as she watches this scene unfold with a great deal of disgust.

Child: Thank you, thank you so much Vivian!

She nods her head begrugingly and then steps around the young boy, making her way down the corridor. The child's face is absolutely lite up, looking incredibly happy over having just now gotten Vivian's autograph. Rebecca Raines defiantely steps forward, towards the kid. The child turns towards her slowly as her shadow envelops him. She actually forms a smile, showing off her fangs.

Rebecca: Hey kid, do you want my autograph too?

The small kid suddenly screams at the top of his lungs and turns away running in terror. The camera zooms in on the now angry face of Rebecca who begins to shake her head, still flashing her vampire like fangs.


Also Backstage


The scene switches to Sean Johnson, standing in the backstage area and preparing for his match up with Chris Kain. He has a very angry expression on his face, a thing of tape wrapped around his head after the attack at Hellkat's hands, or should I say, feet, last week. The door to the officie slowly begins to open as Jason Seagreen moves into the scene, Johnson's face full of rage, turning a light shade of red as the co-GM of FUF stops at his side.

Seagreen: Johnson, buddy old pal, it's great to see you back again ready to compete! Especially after what that bitch Hellkat did to you last week. Can you believe that she and Desolation have been running around here terrorizing the entire roster. And we can't forget who the man was who tried to end your career, Desolation. He then tried to do the same thing to me while you were forced to sit on the shelf and watch from home. Now tonight you step into the ring with Chris Kain, but after that, I think you should dedicate your soul attention upon Hellkat here on FUF. I want you to make her life a living hell, I want you to make her suffer just as much as she's made us suffer. Go out there and picture Hellkat's head on Chris Kain's body. She might not be Desolation, but she sat there and watched, she enjoyed every moment of the punishment that was inflicted upon us. Did we deserve it, no! We never did anything to Hellkat to warant this type of treatment, except for that whole, you know, screwing her out of the title thing....

Sean Johnson snaps his head towards Jason, causing him to take a few steps in reverse, an expression of fear filling his face. Johnson breaths in and out deeply, appearing as if he's at the edge of sanity. He begins to step towards Jason who backs towards the doorway.

Seagreen: Well Sean, I can see that your a bit upset, so maybe I'll get out of your hair right now, allow you to concentrate on your impending match with Chris Kain.

Seagreen turns and exits the dressing room as quickly as he can. Sean Johnson slams the door behind him in an angry fashion still.


Also, Also Backstage


The scene switches to Jason Seagreen stepping into his office, with an angry glare upon his face, Ingo Shesaki standing in front of him with his arms crossed. A brooding expression on his face. Jason shakes his head, a tad annoyed by the events in which unfolded throughout the evening.

Jason: Can you believe the audacity of that Sean Johnson? The man stepped up in my face and acted like he was going to accaust me. After everything that Desolation put us through he gets an attitude with me. What's even worse about this whole situation is that now, I don't have anyone who can take care of Lethal Weapon. Sean Johnson could have handed Lethal Weapon the beating of a century.

Ingo sticks out his chest, becoming even more ferocious as he moves towards Seagreen who glares at him bizarrely.

Jason: Hahaha, I see that look in your eye Ingo. You want to get your hands on Lethal Weapon huh? You want to put him out of the ULW just like you did to Stevie James.

Shesaki nods his head, looking very intense at the prospect of getting his hands on the man who speared him a few weeks back.

Seagreen: Well then, if your so eager to beat him within an inch of his life, for retribution purposes, seeing as he did punk you out last week, then I have the perfect plan in order to draw him into such a battle. If he considers himself the regulator then I imagine that he wouldn't want anybody interefering in matches. You get what I'm saying?

Ingo smirks a tad bit before looking at Jason and then shaking his head, his face filling with confusion. Jason becomes a bit flustered.

Seagreen: Jesus Christ, there's no way you can be this stupid. I want you to go out there and interefere in a random match, and then Lethal Weapon will come out, and therefore you can have your little fight. Are you following me now?

Shesaki appears confident, slamming his fist into the palm of his hand.


Sean Johnson Vs Chris Kain


Jerry: The time has come for another one of these huge contest of the evening. Sean Johnson versus Chris Kain, one on one, mono a mono, and this one can have dier repercussions.

Tim: Man, you make it sound like every match is for the freaking World title or something.

A Jericho-like Countdown appears on the screen as the arena goes to pitch-black..it counts down from 3...rolling thunder is heard around the arena...suddenly 5 gigantic lightning bolts hit the ring with tremendous power, "Eyes Wired Shut" by Edgewater starts to play and Sean's Video plays on the Titantron, it's a cross between Triple H's, and Tazz's Video...the lights come back on kind of slow, and there's Johnson in the ring...the whole entrance takes deliberately about 3 1/2 minutes.

Tim: I have to admit that I'm a bit shocked to see Sean Johnson out here competing.

Jerry: Especially after that devastating attack last week at the hands of Hellkat.

Tim: No, I was going to say after he failed to give me tickets to Disney World.

Jerry: What relevance does that have towards anything?

Tim: I don't know, I just really want to ride Splash Mountain and see the Pirates of the Caribbean.

Jerry: Dear God, the level of incompetence I'm forced to deal with is astonishing.

The arena is dark as red lights begin to flash while smoke fills the arena, starting at the entryway. "Calm Like A Bomb" by Rage Against The Machine begins to fade in over the speakers while the smoke clouds grow thicker. The words 'And Feel the Full Blast!!!' roar out loud as the song kicks in at full volume. Red pyro explosions go off like bombs and fire shoots up around the staging in pillars. Chris Kain appears through the smoke and raises his arms stretched out as he stands in front of the entryway. He walks towards the ring and jumps up to the edge to a mixed chorus of cheers and boos from the crowd. He enters the ring and jumps up to the top rope of the closest corner of the ring, raising up his fists above his head. He climbs down and removes his jacket, tossing it to the outside. Chris unbuttons his black shirt and pulls it off, tossing it out to the crowd. He begins warming up while the music dies down and the smoke begins to settle.

Jerry: And this shall be the debut of the young Chris Kain, joining us for what could be his first and last time against a veteran like Sean Johnson.

Tim: Chris Kain should be seriously re-thinking that contract signing he made with the ULW right about now.

Kain and Johnson begin to circle one another when Sean steps forward and lifts a knee into his gut, catching Chris off guard. He steps in and throws a right into the side of his face, followed by another that backs him into the ropes. Sean now grabs him by the wrist and whips him across the ring when Kain reverses the attempt, instead sending Johnson across the ring. He bounces off and comes back when Chris drops down to the canvas, causing Johnson to jump over him and charge into the ropes. He bounces off and then comes back in when Kain rises to his feet and then jumps into the air, leap frogging Sean who has bent forward and continues his momentum into the ropes. Chris turns around and bends forward when Sean Johnson spins around and places his back to the shoulder blades of Kain, rolling over Chris's back and landing on his feet behind him. Chris stands up when Johnson grabs his arm and places it in a hammerlock, trying to force a submission. Chris Kain shakes his head in this painful lock when he suddenly bends forward and slides around behind the back of Johnson, getting under his arm. He now stands up and places Sean in a full nelson submission hold to a mixed reaction. Sean roars in pain, the hold being perfectly applied when Johnson slides down his stomach, landing on his posterior and reaching up with his legs, wrapping them around the waist of Chris and rolling him forward into a pinning position.

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Chris Kain kicks out, both men rising onto their hands and knees then getting to their feet. Chris catches Johnson under the arm and hip tosses him over onto the canvas when both men race to their feet once again. Kain catches Sean with a second hip toss, throwing him over onto the canvas. Chris keeps a hold of his arm however, placing him in an arm bar submission hold, rising to his feet quickly and then changing it into a top wrist lock, folding the arm up now. Johnson begins to shout in pain as he rises to his feet, pushing himself all the way up still in the submission hold when he gets his feet beneath him and then turns drastically, driving his knee into the gut of Kain, causing him to bend forward holding his ribs. Sean now places him in a side headlock, really tightening the hold around his neck, trying to get as much leverage as possible. Chris quickly places his hands to the back of Johnson, shoving him forward into the ropes. Sean bounces off and comes back in, going for a clothesline that Kain ducks under. Sean spins around to face Kain who throws a clothesline that he ducks under, getting behind his back. Johnson suddenly wraps his arms around the waist of Chris Kain before dropping backwards with a German suplex into a pinning predicament.

Tim: This is it ladies and gentlemen, Sean Johnson is about to get the pin fall, I love short but sweet matches, it gives me more time to play hungry, hungry hippos.

Jerry: Tim, would you please put that away and concentrate on this damn match. I'd like to think this is far from over!

Ref,

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Kain kicks out, falling over onto his chest and stomach as Sean Johnson switches what was a reverse waist lock into a fujiwara armbar, sliding to the side of Chris as quickly as he possibly could. Chris begins to shout out, his arm taking a great deal of pressure in this hold as Johnson really tries to lock in the hold as tightly as he possibly can. Kain slowly pushes himself upwards, fighting through the hold and in turn causing Sean to have to stand up as well. Chris rises to his knees while Johnson gets to his feet, keeping the hold applied. Kain suddenly drops to his side, pulling Sean over into a school boy pin.

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Johnson kicks out, rolling onto his fist and knees. Chris Kain rises in front of him when Sean throws a clothesline that he ducks under, getting behind his back. He quickly bends Sean backwards into a reverse DDT position, running his finger across his throat when Johnson spins his body around, placing his shoulder to the gut of Kain. He drops back as fast as he can into a northern lights suplex.

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Johnson rolls over onto his knees, still holding Kain in the northern lights suplex position and then rising to his feet. He pulls him over into a second northern lights suplex now. Before the referee can make the count though Johnson gets onto his knees once again, still holding the northern lights hold. Both men reach their feet when Johnson lifts him into the air for a third straight time. Chris suddenly underhooks both of his arms though while on his shoulder and then drops backwards, pulling Johnson into a double arm DDT. The sound of the impact is devastating, Johnson bouncing off of the canvas and then flopping onto his posterior. Chris pulls Sean down into a pinning position, burying his elbow into the throat of Johnson.

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Sean kicks out, rolling onto his side as he grips his forehead.

Tim: What a combination of maneuvers I just witnessed. That was almost as insane as the contortions my 18 year old Asian mail order wife can get into.....well, never mind.

Jerry: Don't worry Tim, nobody listens to what you say. Anyway, that was a brilliant counter by Chris Kain.

Chris rises to his feet and drops a quick leg across his throat. He now rises to his feet and pulls Johnson up onto his posterior. He grabs both of Sean's arms, wrapping them around his neck in a cobra clutch and then burying one of his knees into his opponent's upper back. Johnson looks to be agony in this hold, Chris holding the submission in tightly. Sean shakes his head though, refusing to submit while he pushes himself upwards, getting his feet beneath him and forcing Chris to take his knee away but keep the cobra clutch applied. Johnson spins around out of the hold, reversing a wrist lock on Chris and pulling him into a short arm clothesline. Chris ducks under it, reaching up with his legs and wrapping them around the arm of Sean, and locking up the other one. He drops backwards, pulling Sean over into a crucifix pin.

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Sean kicks out, getting onto his knees while Kain rises in front of him. He kicks Johnson to the gut, and throws a forearm into the side of his face, knocking him backwards into the ropes. He wraps his arm around the top rope as Kain grabs his other wrist, trying to whip him across the ring. Johnson blocks the attempt though by keeping his arm wrapped around the rope. Chris tries to whip him across the ring again, yet for a second time he blocks it. Chris steps in quickly and kicks Sean viciously to the arm, trying to take it away from the ropes finally. Kain whips him across the ring now when Johnson reverses the hold and pulls Chris into another attempted short arm clothesline. Chris drops down under it quickly, grabbing the back of Johnson's tights and rolling him over into a school boy pin.

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Johnson kicks out yet again, the fans starting to get into this intense back and forth action. Chris Kain rises to his feet, grabbing Johnson by the hair and rolling him over onto his knees, keeping him in that position. Chris now backs into the ropes and bounces off of them, charging in once again and jumping into a front dropkick. Johnson stands up suddenly, grabbing the legs of Kain and dropping him to the canvas. He rolls him over onto his stomach suddenly and bends up one of Chris' legs. He locks his own around it and then reaches out, grabbing the wrist of Chris and places it between Johnson's ankles before finally reaching out and grabbing his other arm, placing it in an arm lock as well. The fans are surprised to see the Sestashawan stretch. Kain shouts in horrible pain, the lock targeting a number of his appendages.

Jerry: What a submission hold by Sean Johnson! That looks absolutely devastating!

Tim: And I can assure you that it is, speaking from the prospective of a man who has been in the ring before.

Jerry: You were in one match, against me, and I beat you.

Chris shakes his head with sweat pouring from his face and chin, only inches away from the ropes unfortunately for Johnson. He fights his best to get his arm free, finally pulling it out from between the ankles of Johnson and then reaching out, grabbing the bottom one. Sean keeps the hold locked in as long as he possibly can even while the referee steps in and makes the five count. 1, 2, 3, 4, Sean Johnson finally breaks the hold, standing up and grabbing the ankle of Chris Kain, dragging him away from the ropes. He now grabs Kain by the hair, pulling him up to his feet and getting him balanced out before he launches a right into the side of his face, followed by another shot. Johnson swings another right hand that Chris ducks under. He rises to his feet and underhooks both of Kain's arms, dropping in reverse into a dragon suplex pin.

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Sean kicks out, falling onto his side. Chris rolls over onto his knees though, not breaking the double underhook as he locks up his arms. Sean gets onto his knees as Chris pulls Johnson up to his feet and then lifts him up into the air before dropping down to the canvas with an inverted double arm DDT. Sean slams into the canvas hard and then rises onto his knees, a shocked expression residing upon his face before he drops onto his back. Chris crawls on top of him as fast as he possibly can, hooking his leg with an exhausted expression on his face.

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Sean shoots his shoulder off of the canvas, blocking the attempt and causing Chris to rise onto his knees, appearing devastated that his combination maneuver wasn't enough to put the Griffin down and out for good.

Jerry: This has been quite a match here ladies and gentlemen, Sean Johnson and Chris Kain putting it all on the line. This is what wrestling is all about.

Tim: Ha! We all know that wrestling is about one thing, overblown and dramatic storylines reminiscent of something out of Melrose Place.

Chris gets to his feet, looking winded as he grabs Sean Johnson around the chin, pulling him up to his feet as quickly as he can. He places Sean in a front waist lock and now drops backwards, belly to belly suplexing Johnson over his head and onto the canvas. Sean slams into the canvas, sitting up and shouting out in pain after the maneuver. Chris steps up behind him, his legs nearly cutting out beneath him as he shakes his knee after that vicious submission hold earlier. He grabs Johnson around the chin and rolls him over onto his knees, pulling him up slowly. He gets Johnson all the way to his feet when Sean suddenly pulls him into a knee lift to the gut. The crowd begins to boo as Johnson pulls Chris into a pedigree position. The fans begin to boo as they see Sean setting up for his finishing move when Kain suddenly stands up, back dropping him over his head and onto the canvas. Johnson sits up before rolling onto his knees, his back seemingly killing him. He gets all the way to his feet, full of sweat when Chris rushes in and attempts to blast him with a clothesline when Johnson steps under it, getting behind his back. Kain spins around when Johnson kicks him to the gut and drags his head in between his legs before underhooking both of his arms, once again setting up for the pedigree. Chris fights it though with all of his strength when he finally pulls his arms free and reaches out, wrapping them around the backs of Johnson's legs, tripping him up backwards onto the canvas. He pulls them up beneath his armpits and then drops backwards, slingshotting Sean into the air, face first into the top turnbuckle pad. He bounces off and then stumbles in reverse, looking out of it when Chris steps in and places him in a reverse waist lock. Johnson suddenly back elbows him to the side of the face, causing his lock to weaken before Sean switches around behind Chris' back now. He quickly drops in reverse, connecting with a German suplex, slamming him onto the canvas brutally. Chris floats over and lands on his chest and stomach, grabbing the back of his neck. Johnson rises to his feet, sweat pouring from his body when he grabs Chris by the chin, pulling him up onto his feet and then kicking him to the gut, causing him to bend forward in pain. Johnson suddenly charges backwards into the ropes, bouncing off of them and coming back in when Chris jumps into the air, spinning around and connecting with a huge roundhouse kick, the sound of the shot is absolutely unbelievable. Sean falls onto the canvas face first after a second or two of standing in a dazed, unconscious state.

Jerry: Chris Kain just connected the Chaos Theory! This is over for good, it has to be.

Tim: Quit saying that, your such a jinx.

Chris Kain lies on his elbows and knees, full of sweat and looking to be in a lot of pain before he rises to his feet slowly. The crowd is going crazy before they change their reaction to boos, spotting none other than Ingo Shesaki charging from the backstage area.

Tim: Hey look, it's Ingo Shesaki. He must be making good on Seagreens plan to draw Lethal Weapon out here!

Jerry: Oh no, not this, somebody get that 500lb Asian out of here!

The referee bends down and checks on Sean Johnson as Ingo Shesaki jumps onto the apron. Chris Kain quickly rushes at him while Sean Johnson begins to stand up, the referee still checking on him. Kain throws a right hand at Ingo who ducks under it, causing him to spin around. Shesaki grabs Chris around the chin and drops off the apron, pulling the back of Kain's head into the top rope. He whiplashes off of it and then stumbles forward, dazed and confused as Sean pushes the ref aside and turns around, kicking Chris to the gut and dragging his head in between his legs. He underhooks both of his arms and then jumps into the air, connecting with the Commotion Clause. The crowd is disgusted as Chris slams into the canvas and then flops into the air, falling onto his back. Sean drops down on top of him and hooks his leg with no hesitation. Shesaki drops off the apron and begins to back up the ramp, straightening his tie.

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Jerry: This is absolute crap! Ingo came out here and has seemingly purposely helped Sean Johnson get in this position for victory!

3!

The fans explode into boos as Sean Johnson rises onto his knees, a huge smirk on his face after this vicious battle with Chris Kain.

Tim: Sean Johnson has done it, he's beaten Chris Kain! What a battle it was!

Jerry: But Ingo came out here and helped Sean Johnson win!

Tim: You make it sound like a bad thing! Perhaps Seagreen intended to help his former Network ally pick up the win.

Jerry: This is just disgusting!

Sean appears very pleased with himself as he rises to his feet and turns towards the ramp, finally noticing Ingo Shesaki standing there with a chip on his shoulder. He begins to shake his head in anger, realizing that he didn't obtain a fair victory over Chris Kain in this hellacious one on one match.

Tim: I think he just realized that he didn't beat Chris Kain fairly.

Jerry: Who cares, Chris was still cheated out of a possible victory.

Sean runs his fingers through his hair, looking ready to tear it from his scalp after he finally connects two and two together. He finally steps towards the ropes and points over them at Shesaki in an angry fashion.

Sean: I don't need any damn help!!

Shesaki nods his head, not really paying attention to the furious Johnson while Chris Kain rises to his hands and knees on the canvas, holding his forehead after the vicious Commotion Clause. Suddenly Lethal Weapon's new entrance music blares over the P.A system, causing the crowd to jump out of it's seat, releasing a huge wave of cheers. Ingo turns towards the entry way, getting what he intended to get out of this whole attack, besides assisting Johnson. Lethal Weapon now steps through the curtains, the fans response getting even louder.

Jerry: Yes, finally, here comes FUF's regulator!

Tim: This is what Ingo wanted, to get his hands on Lethal Weapon.

Lethal Weapon appears absolutely furious, over this turn of events added to what occurred on Annihilation with his wife. Shesaki steps forward and gets his hand blocked by Lethal, who counters with a shot of his own, followed by another blow, and then another right hand. Shesaki backs up, completely caught off guard when Lethal grabs him by the back of the head and charges him towards the entrance set up. Shesaki is bashed face first into the glass set up to the side of the curtains hanging over the entry way.

Tim: Shesaki and Lethal are going at it like mad men!

Jerry: Lethal is working off of the rage of what happened to Sheryl at Annihilation!

Ingo turns around and hits a knee lift to Lethal's gut, then clubs him over the back of the head, causing him to stumble backwards. Shesaki clocks him with a forearm shiver to the side of the face, and then does it for a second time. Weapon is nearly taken off of his feet by the short yet extremely overweight muscle of Ingo Shesaki. Lethal is knocked to the edge of the ramp as Ingo backs into the set, catching his breath and intending to get a running attack on the Regulator. Suddenly Lethal bends forward and charges across the stage, spearing Ingo to the gut, crashing through the glass set up. The fans jump out of their seats, replying with Holy Shit chants at the top of their lungs. Glass flies in all different directions, lying on the body of a battered Ingo Shesaki as Lethal stands up. Glass crunches beneath his feet as he turns around to look at the fans, a furious glint in his eyes.

Jerry: Oh my God! Lethal Weapon speared Ingo through the glass set up here! He's lost his mind!

Tim: We might need help out here for Ingo Shesaki!

Lethal has a bit of blood on his forehead as he looks back and forth, almost breathing fire after what he's just done. Sean Johnson stands in the ring with a somewhat shocked expression on his face while the referee holds an angry Chris Kain back, the newcomer looking ready to destroy anyone in his path. Lethal Weapon stands on the stage, his rage increasing by leaps and bounds.

Tim: Some Regulator Lethal Weapon is, he's the most out of control person on this entire roster.

Jerry: He just made a statement though, outside interferences will not be condoned!

Ingo Shesaki is completely out of it amongst the broken shards of glass.


Backstage


(Nathan Creed is seen in his locker room preparing for his main event match cracking his neck when suddenly a soft tap at the door comes to his locker room, he turns and drops his guard instantly as Lady Lust walks in biting her bottom lip at the site of Nathan Creed, she runs her finger down his chest and smiles at him.)

Nathan Creed:
You ok?

(She nods, unable to speak because of the injury sustained to her throat before her time in the business.)

Nathan Creed:
What’s your real name Double L? Can you tell me?

(She smiles wider and mimes the words “Not yet” Creed just nods in agreement as she places two finger over her eye, she then rests her hand on her chest where her heart is and follows it by pointing at Nathan who looks shocked that she just signaled that she loves him! She kisses him softly, passionately on the lips before turning and walking from the locker room as Creed stares, stunned.)


Also Backstage


Jason Seagreen stands in his locker room, pacing back and forth with a cell phone held up to his ear, looking red in the face.

Seagreen: Well you get Ingo the best medical attention he deserves.....oh really? It costs that much huh'? Well thank God I got him that HMO.

The door bursts open suddenly as Lethal Weapon stores in with no hesitation. He quickly walks right up into the face of Seagreen, grabbing him by the collar of his jacket and pulling him in close to his face. Seagreen continues to hold the cell phone to his ear with his eyes opening up wide.

Seagreen: Ummmm, Janice, I've got to go.

Jason hangs up the cell phone while Lethal Weapon breaths intensely, his face becoming a light shade of red.

Seagreen: All right Weapon, you've got my undivided attention.

Lethal: Listen here Jason, if you ever have somebody interfere in a match again, on your behalf, then you'll be the one getting the Golden Bullet spear! Do you hear me!?! Huh!?! Huh!?!

Lethal shakes Seagreen by the collar of his jacket as Jason puts his palms up, trying to calm down the monstrous Regulator.

Jason: Lethal, please calm down man. After all, I'm not the one your angry at, the person you should be targeting your rage upon is Orlando Cruze. He's the one who power bombed your wife through the announce table on Annihilation. He spit in your face Lethal, if any place needs some Regulating then it's Annihilation.

Lethal takes a deep breath, looking into Seagreen's face with a great deal of anger. He suddenly throws Seagreen down to the ground, causing him to land on his posterior as he looks up into the face of Lethal Weapon who turns away without saying anything, looking to be on the verge of exploding as he departs the VIP room.


Hunter Vs Daemon Frost


Waiting on Remix


Backstage


(Vivian is seen walking into the canteen area of the arena, she takes a plastic cup and feel it with water taking a drink of it before hearing some laughter from behind her, The glamour girls Kathy, Corina and Ophelia are sitting joking over something, Vivian just nods and bites her lip before slamming her cup down and walking to the table.)

Vivian:
Am I doing something funny?

Kathy:
Oh Hey Viv…What? No! Of course not we were just laughing abou-

Vivian:
Laugh at me again and I wont be this silly little bitch that keeps getting knocked out anymore understand?

Corina:
Viv, we were not laughing at you!

Vivian:
Save it for someone who cares alright, I mean what I say, I’m not this princess type female that needs saving, I don’t need AWOL, I don’t need nobody…You want to laugh at me, expect the worst.

Ophelia:
Sorry Vivian, we didn’t mean to offend

(Vivian just stares at them for a second before walking away and heading back into the locker room area.)


Also Backstage


(Weapon is seen in the back trying to calm down, he is in the security box looking at the TV screen for a sight of one of the hooded people to return but so far no luck, a woman just begun to pad the blood from his forehead.)

Security:
Sorry Weapon, not a soul has showed up, nobody we should be worried about anyway…

Weapon:
Have you tried the lobbies!

Security:
Yes sir, nothing…Why do you think they would still be here?

Weapon:
Why should I think there not? An attack as small as the one at the beginning of the show is not the reason they came here…Now I want to know why!?! And when there going to strike again…Believe me it will be tonight!

Security:
Ill keep looking boss

Weapon:
Good!

(Weapon just sits allowing the woman to take a look at his head before lifting a drink to his mouth.)


Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
Would somebody please tell me what the hell is wrong with Vivian? She disgusted us all earlier with that attack on young 17 year old Kailey and now she just lashed out at the Glamour girls for just having a joke!

Tim May:
Maybe it’s that time of month! Maybe she is not paranoid like you make her sound, it looked to me like the Glamour girls were laughing at her as well!

Jerry Walters:
Oh trust you to agree, you will do anything to see Vivian go against everything shehas known won’t you!?!

Tim May:
Erm…Yes!


TV Title match
Bullseye Vs Celestra


The arena lights dim, the riff begins, as flames appear on the Irish Flag. Fans begin to chant \"Bullseye\", a loud explosion is heard, as smoke pours across the stage floor. The music begins. Bullseye enters the arena, dressed in his ring gear, he raises his hands, the pyros shoot up. Cat standing beside him. As he approaches the ring, he signals, the fans and salutes the cameras watching, with two middle fingers. The fans laugh and cheer louder, for the Dublin star, he stands, prepared in the ring, listening to the fans, singing to his music.

Jerry: Tim, it's time for another huge one on one match tonight, this time for the ULW Television championship.

Tim: Isn't every match on this card huge, man, if they're all so important then wouldn't that take away the notion of importance? If a tree falls in the forest, does anyone hear it? If Jerry Walters were to be fired like Mark Comeau, would anyone care?

Jerry: Tim, don't try to form layers on me here. Anyway, this is certainly going to be a tough title defense for Bullseye since he won that belt at Equilibrium in the four way against his age old rival Chapel and several others.

"Nymphetamine" by Cradle of Filth floats through the arena. The crowd gives off a mixed reaction to the music. After a moment, Celestra slinks her way through the entryway curtain and almost floats to the top of the ramp. Celestra does a little seductive dancing at the top of the stage. She then walks down to ringside. When they reach the ring, Celestra steps in slowly, showing off her body to the crowd. The crowd erupts into wolf whistles and hoots as Celestra gets into the ring.

Tim: And here comes Celestra, who I understand hasn't been in the ring for the better part of a year.

Jerry: Yes, unfortunately we haven't seen her compete in quite a long period of time. But I don't think that will effect her in this Television title match.

The crowd is on it's feet, cheering for Bullseye who relinguishes the Television title belt to the official, staring across the ring at Celestra. She is competing in her first match back in several months, yet looks limber and ready to go, strolling back and forth in front of the champion. The bell rings as Celestra suddenly charges forward with a great deal of speed, lifting her arm into the air when Bullseye steps under it. He gets around behind her back, causing her to spin around and recieve a right hand, followed by another shot, and then another blow to the forehead, knocking her backwards into the ropes. Bullseye grabs her by the wrist and whips her across the ring now towards the opposite ropes. Bullseye steps to the center of the ring and bends forward as he waits for her to come in. Celestra quickly jumps over him, leap frogging the TV champion and then charges towards the opposite ropes, hitting them back first. She springs forward, Bullseye turning and dropping down to the canvas across his stomach, causing her to jump over him and continue into the ropes. Bullseye stands up quickly as she comes back in. He underhooks her arm and hip tosses her only for Celestra to land on her feet upon the canvas. Bullseye appears shocked as Celestra turns and underhooks his arm, hip tossing him over onto the canvas. Bullseye scrambles to his feet, looking shocked when he's hip tossed for a second time across the ring by the quicker and more nimble Celestra. Bullseye now stands up for a third time when Celestra catches him in another underhook. Bullseye blocks the attempt though, keeping his feet planted on the canvas until he drags Celestra into a vicious short arm clothesline. The blow knocks her down to the canvas, Bullseye landing on his elbows and knees. He rises to his feet as fast as he can, grabbing her by the hair and dragging her to her feet. Celestra looks disorientated as Bullseye kicks her to the gut and drags her into a front facelock, quickly lifting the young women for a suplex. Celestra somehow floats over however, wrapping her arm around the neck of Bullseye in the process and then falling onto her feet behind his back. She holds him in position for the reverse DDT when Bullseye swings his body around, placing his shoulder to the gut of Celestra and then dropping backwards, hitting a textbook northern lights suplex into a pin.

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Celestra gets her shoulder up. Bullseye rolls onto his knees, grabbing Celestra around the neck and pulling her up with him. The two competitors reach their feet as Bullseye obtains a firm grasp on her wrist, whipping her towards the turnbuckle. Celestra smacks back first into it, shouting out in pain as Bullseye then charges in for a clothesline. Celestra bends forward, sliding under her arm and causing Bullseye to crash chest first into the turnbuckle and in turn begin stumbling backwards. Celestra now jumps into the air behind him, dropkicking Bullseye to the back of the head, causing him to spill face first onto the second turnbuckle, connecting with it hard. His arms dangle over the ropes after the collision, a bit battered after the collision as Celestra stands up on the back of his head, choking him illegally.

Jerry: These two going back and forth thus far, yet surprisingly, Celestra, who has been out of the ring for several months, finds herself in the drivers seat now.

Tim: No women should ever be in the driver's seat, believe me.

The referee steps in and makes a five count, reaching four as Celestra drops off and begins to step backwards. Bullseye starts to pull himself upwards, his legs looking weak beneath him as Celestra charges in. She bends forward and bends down, spearing him to the back while reaching out with both hands, grabbing the ropes at his sides. She pulls herself backwards and then spears him to the spine once again. Bullseye unleashes a roar, his face filling with anguish from the impact as Celestra gives him another spear to the kidney area. She now wraps her arms around his waist and drags him backwards out of the corner before dropping in reverse, German suplexing him over onto the canvas back first. Bullseye shouts in pain while Celestra gets onto her knees and then scrambles on top of him, hooking his leg as quickly as she possibly can.

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Bullseye gets his shoulder off of the canvas, rolling onto his side and shaking his head after the collision with the canvas. Celestra rises to her feet, shaking her head as she stomps him to the back of the head, and then does it once again. Celestra grabs him by the hair, pulling him onto his knees and then rushing backwards into the ropes, bouncing off of them and then charging back in. Bullseye jumps onto his feet and then jumps into the air, swinging around and connecting with a huge spinning heel kick to the chest of Celestra, knocking her down to the canvas. Both of them rise to their feet as Bullseye lifts his foot into the air for as big boot when Celestra grabs him by the ankle. She swings him around, causing him to turn in a full circle when Celestra charges in for the clothesline, when he ducks under it. Celestra spins to face him when Bullseye kicks her to the gut and grabs her by the sides of the head, pulling it in between his legs as he wraps his arms around her waist. He lifts her into the air and now charges towards the ropes, the crowd going crazy as they wait to see the powerbomb to the outside of the ring. Bullseye attempts to hit it when Celestra falls backwards over the ropes, reaching out and grabbing the middle rope as she pulls Bullseye over with a hurricarana. The fans rise to their feet, booing quite heinously as Celestra lands on the apron and begins to pull herself upwards, utilizing the ropes. Bullseye grabs his back, spread across the mats until he slowly pushes himself upwards, looking battered and exhausted. He finally reaches his feet when Celestra jumps off the apron, extending her legs out to her sides and then dropping onto the shoulders of Bullseye who suddenly drops down to the canvas, powerbombing her onto the mats. The fans are shocked by the reversal of the hurricarana, all of them rising to their feet and showing their respective for the hard hitting manuever.

Jerry: What a nice reversal there by Bullseye, this thing is really going back and forth thus far.

Tim: Come on, this type of crazy action is just as repetitive as your commentary.

Celestra rolls onto her side, shouting in pain while Bullseye rises to his feet, utilizing the barricade as a brace. He gets himself balanced out while Celestra stands up slowly, her back in excrutiating pain after the powerbomb. Bullseye suddenly springs onto the barricade and then flips backwards, hitting a moonsault onto Celestra. Both competitors spill onto the mats, Bullseye landing on top and then rising onto his knees, peering around at the fans who are going insane for the Television champion. He finally gets to his feet and drops a leg across the throat of Celestra before standing up and grabbing her by the hair. Bullseye stands Celestra up and then drags her towards the ring, rolling her in under the ropes. Celestra begins to rise to her knees on the apron as Bullseye pulls himself up onto the apron, grabbing the top rope. Celestra slowly stands up, nearly falling over several times as Bullseye springs onto the top rope and then flips forward, a senton splash about to connect when she drops down to the canvas, dodging it. Bullseye slams into the canvas and then sits up, looking absolutely shocked by the sudden collision as Celestra rises to her feet, gripping her kidney area. She charges into the ropes quickly, bouncing off of them and then coming back in before jumping forward, over the head of Bullseye. On the way down she wraps her arm around the neck of Bullseye, pulling it down into a flip over neckbreaker while he was still seated on the canvas. The fans respond with utter distain as Celestra rises to her feet, a grin on her face yet her back absolutely killing her. Bullseye slowly sits up, gripping the back of his neck when Celestra once again charges into the ropes in front of him. She bounces off and then comes back in when Bullseye drops backwards, placing his feet to the gut of Celestra, monkey tossing her over his head. Somehow however Celestra flips over and lands on her feet, a huge smile on her face. She charges across the ring quickly towards the ropes, bouncing off of the ropes as Bullseye rises to his feet in front of her. As she comes in confidantly Bullseye rushes forward and connects with the spear. Celestra flips completely inside out, landing across her chest and stomach as well as the side of her face.

Jerry: The Sinister Urge!

Tim: That wasn't fair, he isn't suppose to be able to hit finishing moves like that, Celestra was dominating things. This is almost as unfair as you still being employed by the ULW Jerry.

Celestra rolls onto her side holding her ribs as Bullseye stands up slowly, gripping the back of his neck when he shoots his arm into the air, signaling for the jackhammer. The fans are overjoyed as Bullseye grabs Celestra by the hair, pulling her to her feet and then placing her in a front facelock, completely setting up for his finishing manuever. The fans start going insane as he lifts Celestra into the air only for her to float over and land on her feet behind his back. Bullseye is shocked as he turns towards Celestra who grabs him by the arm, trying to force him down to the canvas for the Thrust. Bullseye steps under the arm and gets behind her back. Celestra spins to face him and recieves a kick to the gut before being lifted high into the air in a suplex position. The crowd responds with cheers as Bullseye hits the jackhammer. He now covers Celestra, hooking her leg as quickly as he can.

Jerry: He followed it up with the Right on Target!

Tim: Doesn't he always?

Ref,

1

2

3!

The crowd responds with a gigantic wave of cheers, Bullseye rising onto his knees, gripping his lower back after this extremely tough title defense.

Tim: No, Bullseye has won another match, that means he's technically on a roll here in the ULW, damnit!

Jerry: Celestra definetly has nothing to be ashamed of. She gave Bullseye one hell of a match here tonight for the gold.

Tim: Well, if she requires anyone to console her, I'll be backstage later tonight.

Jerry: Tim, the point would be to make her feel better, not worse.

Bullseye rises to his feet, lifting the Television title above his head and in turn recieving even more praises from the crowd. Celestra rolls onto her elbows and knees, a disapointed expression residing on her face. She shakes her head realizing that she will not be leaving with title gold as Bullseye steps up onto the apron, lifting the belt over his shoulder and leaving the ring.


Commercial


Backstage


Chris Cortez and Young Chris stand face to face, nose to nose, their faces blood red. A bandage rests over the forehead of Young Chris, a result of the battle in which took place last week. The camera slowly pulls out revealing Lethal Weapon seated on the edge of a desk, his arms crossed with the Xtreme title grasped in his hand. Both men look ready to go at it, appearing prepared to explode. They seem to be in the confines of Lethal's office, where he is prepared to do some more of his regularating.

Lethal: Gentlemen, your both probably wondering why I've called you here. And if you had brain one in your heads then you'd realize that it's because of the Xtreme championship. Now last week we saw that you both got a pin, and that you both are technically entitled to the gold. I went back and reviewed the footage and well, I have to say, that it was too close to call.

Young Chris: What!?! Everybody knows that I got the pin on River Angelus, they saw me come out there and pin him for the 1,2,3. Besides, you don't want to give the belt to such a blatant homosexual.

Cortez steps towards Young Chris only for Lethal Weapon to step in his path, blocking him from going any further.

Lethal Weapon: Now, now gentlemen, calm down.

Cortez: I am not, nor have I ever been a homosexual, I don't know how these allegations started! But there is one thing I do know, and that's that I beat Hunter fair and square last week to obtain the belt. Therefore I should automatically be the Xtreme champion right now!

Lethal Weapon nods his head, staring back and forth at both men.

Weapon: Well gentlemen, there's nothing I really can do about bestowing the belt on either of you two. I appreciate you came to me earlier with this problem though, unfortunatelty however, I'm going to have to agree with Jason Seagreen on this one. Yes, it sickens me to say that as well. Your both going to have to fight it out at World's Ending for the Xtreme championship.

Young Chris and Cortez both shake their heads, incredibly angered over this turn of events.

Young Chris: Man, this is bullshit! Some help you were Lethal!

Cortez continues shaking his head as well, while Young Chris marches out of the office in protest. Lethal Weapon returns to sitting on his desk in a calm fashion. Cortez remains at his side with his arms crossed, incredibly angered yet maintaining his composure.

Lethal: I really am sorry I couldn't be of more help Cortez.

Cortez: Well, I don't mind so much, at least I have the chance to get my hands on that son of a bitch Young Chris at the payperview.

Lethal nods his head as the door to the office opens once again. Before Cortez even has the time to turn around a steel chair cracks into his back, the fans responding with a wave of boos. Hunter now steps into the scene, having been the person responsible for the attack. He glares down at Cortez with a blood red expression on his face. Lethal Weapon rises from his desk, looking absolutely stunned.

Hunter: Nobody beats me Cortez, you didn't pin me last week, you hear me!

Lethal: What the hell do you think your doing Hunter!?!

Hunter tosses the chair down on top of Cortez and then backs away as Lethal Weapon rises from his desk, looking ready to physically regulate things. Hunter steps through the doorway quickly, Lethal standing his ground, taking several deep breaths in a furious fashion. As Cortez is lying at his feet holding his back and mumbling profanities


Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
Hasn’t hunter taken enough punishment for one night! Does he really want to provoke the whole of FUF against him? He already attacked Chris Kain and now he attacked Chris Cortez and even after being shown around the ring by Daemon!

Tim May:
Daemon is sick! As for Hunter he is doing what others only dream off and is proving his dominance in this brand! Imagine If he was on Annihilation he would be unstoppable!

Jerry Walters:
Anyone from FUF would be unstoppable against Annihilation’s roster!


Glamour Girls Vs Young Gunnaz


(Her music plays as Corina appears in the entranceway alongside Kathy Smith the two of them performing poses momentarily for the crowd before they start on there way to the ring. Corina just sprints down the ramp and slides under the ramp before running to the turnbuckle and looking out over the fans while Kathy smith casually makes her way to the ring still suffering a little from the attack by Bruce Lomond last week, she climbs onto the apron and steps in the ring before the two of them await there opponents.)

Jerry Walters:
Two of the four girls from the stable the Glamour Girls here…You have to remember that these girls are here defending there stable mate Chastity who was unfairly suspended and hospitalized due to Chris Hunter!

Tim May:
What!?! He gave her a love potion not Class A Drugs! She deserves all she got!

Jerry Walters:
You idiot, the Love potion was the drugs you dumbass!

("Warrior(remix)" hits, and Young Chris and Chris Hunter walk out onto the stage met by a chorus of boo's. The two men taunt and torment the crowd on their way down to the ring, making the boo's grow even louder and stronger. The two men slide into the ring and climb into opposite turnbuckles. Chris Hunter flashes his trademark smirk, and Young Chris flicks off the crowd, Both men jump down off the turnbuckle, and stare across at there opponents.)

Jerry Walters:
Both of these men disgust me, by no means are the kind of men you would want with your daughter!

Tim May:
You don’t have a daughter!

Jerry Walters:
It was a figure of speech!

Tim May:
Speech doesn’t have figures!

Jerry Walters:
SHUT UP!

(The bell sounds and Corina starts against Young Chris, the two of them lock up but YC quickly turns it into a headlock smiling as he seems to have control over the glamour girl, but she throws him against the ropes breaking the hold and dropping to the mat, YC comes back at her and jumps over her before hitting the ropes opposite but is met with a big dropkick that takes him to the canvas!
The fans are going wild as both wrestlers in the ring stand up but Corina takes him down with another text book dropkick before getting to her feet again as does Young Chris, she grabs his arm twisting it and then twisting it again before tagging in Kathy Smith who takes the arm and twists it again causing Young Chris to run on the spot in pain.
Kathy places his arm behind hi back holding it in place then lifts him for a nice back body drop right across the arm, she covers,
1…
2…
Kickout by Young Chris who sits up and shakes his arm of the pain, Kathy just lunges at his head holding him in a rear chin lock before raising her boot so Corina can tag back in Kathy still holding the chin lock forces YC onto his stomach and locks in a modified Camel Clutch as she does Corina flies off the ropes and dropkicks YC right in the face causing him to sqirm away in pain and quickly tag Chris Hunter in who looks a little more weary now after last week.)

Jerry Walters:
Great team work by the Glamour girls so far but you wouldn’t expect much less from a team who worked so well in the CWA together, they have been team mates for some time!

Tim May:
They are cheating, that’s what they are doing, Kathy should not have been in the ring just now!

Jerry Walters:
Oh anything to be the bad guy huh?

(Corina and Chris just circle each other before they lunge in to lock up but Chris Hunter ducks the lunge from Corina and comes up behind her looking for a German Suplex but Corina counters with an eblow to the head breaking the grapple before running away from CH and across the ring into the ropes, she comes back at the Young Gunna but he sees her coming and charges her down with a clothesline!
He shakes the cobwebs from the elbow and grabs her again picking her back up and placing her in the corner before slamming a knee into her stomach and another and another and another, he grabs her by the hair and steps her away from the corner for a second before placing her on the top rope.
Chris climbs to the middle rope and looks ready to set her up for a Superplex but she battles out of it hitting CH with right hand after right hand after right hand until Chris falls from the ropes and onto the canvas back into the ring, she uses the time to perch herself on the top rope and awaits the rise of CH, he stands and she flies off hitting a big Missile dropkick taking him right down to the mat again.)

Jerry Walters:
Glamour girls are dominating the majority here, the good team work and persistence is paying off, they cannot be lead into a power struggle though.

Tim May:
Because men are a lot stronger then women!

Jerry Walters:
On a majority basis that is true, as it is here, the power of each team is much in the favor of the Young Gunnaz!

(Corina tags Kathy in who climbs to the top rope and sets herself up before flying off hitting a huge body splash into a pin on Chris Hunter,
1…
2…
Kick out by Chris!
Kathy gets back to her feet and lifts him to his feet before throwing him across the ring but before he lets go of her arm he counters throwing Kathy instead who hits the ropes and bounces back at him she slides between his legs coming up behind him, he turns but right into an eye gouge before Kathy boots him in the stomach and drops him with a DDT, she gets up and turns to tag in Corina, but as she does Young Chris leans over the ropes and tugs her hair taking her to the mat causing the ref to go mad while the fans boo loudly!
Chris Hunter just gets back up to one knee and sees Kathy doing the same he stands as does his opponent but manages to swing the first right hand hard enough to knock her right back to the mat, he grabs her lifting her back up and lifts her off the ground for a suplex before dropping forward and causing her to land stomach first across the canvas!
Both of them are on the mat, Chris is tired and Kathy is hurt from the last move, both begin crawling to there corner but Chris Hunter is so much closer, he tags in Young Chris who quickly jumps through the ropes and hits a running elbow right across the upper back of Kathy stopping her crawl to her corner!)

Jerry Walters:
I hate to say it but I am surprised how this new team of the Chris’s have kept up with the more experienced Glamour Girls!

Tim May:
But yet you still don’t actually say how good they are? You just cant say it can you!?!

Jerry Walters:
Oh I can say it, I just choose not to!

(Young Chris lifts her waving his finger at Corina who just swivels back at him, YC looks pissed at this but is distracted so much by it that Kathy just grabs his arm taking him down expertly with an arm drag he stands up and gets another, then another before she drops him with a big back body drop causing him to arch up and grab his back, Chris Hunter suddenly climbs the ropes and perches himself there waiting for Kathy to turn him but before she does Corina runs around the ring and shakes the ropes causing Chris Hunter to fall groin first right onto the top turnbuckle!!!
The fans are going crazy as Corina holds the ropes, she waits as YC stands up then flies at him but YC ducks and Corina manages to just keep her balance without clashing into Kathy, she then turns but Young Chris boots her in the stomach CKO!!!! CKO (Stunner)!!!! Corina just rolls out of the ring holding her neck but Kathy is on her game and clothesline the rising Young Chris back to the mat and then again!
She picks him up and hits some forearms to the jaw before running off the ropes and coming back at the dazed Young Chris with a Hurricanrana, but YC catches her and holds her on his shoulders before turning to face away from where Chris Hunter is once more perched on the top turnbuckle, he flies off Spearing Kathy right off YC’s shoulders at the same time Young Chris brings her down with a powerbomb!! THE GUN SHOT!!!! Young Chris Covers,
1…
2…
3…
Young Gunnaz done it!)

Jerry Walters:
I don’t believe it! They actually won!

Tim May:
Woooo! Young Gunnaz for new Tag team champions!

Jerry Walters:
I think that is a long way off yet!

(Suddenly louder boos erupt from the crowd as a hooded man appears and another, and another until there are 5 of them! The grab Corina throwing her in the ring before mass mobbing the four wrestlers in the ring taking each of them down with stomps and punches, They lift Kathy Smith three of them, before picking her up and dropping her with a triple team spine buster!!
The fans are just chanting “Weapon” now, suddenly they get there wish as the hooded group all turn to the entrance ramp as “Revenge” by Papa Roach plays over the sound system, Weapon runs out from the back a Chair in hand as the fans go mad, he runs down the ramp clearing the ring of the hooded men throwing the chair at one of the nearer ones as they disperse back through the crowd as the shot goes back to the backstage area.)


Backstage


(Rebecca Raines is seen preparing for her match later this evening, she throws some punches at thin air trying to loosen her muscles when her oversized boyfriend Ravnos appears looking pleased with himself.)

Ravnos:
You ready?

Rebecca:
I think so…

Ravnos:
Good, we will be making sure you win tonight, ill be coming to that ring with you.

(Rebecca stops training and turns to glare at Ravnos who seems none the wiser that she is angry about the previous comment.)

Rebecca:
What did you say?

Ravnos:
…didn’t you hear me? I said I was coming to the ring with you, make sure ya win!

Rebecca:
And fight Vivian alone means I wont win right?

(Ravnos sighs)

Ravnos:
Not at all, but we are just going to make sure…

Rebecca:
No…You know what, I think I should do this alone, fight this alone…Go alone…

Ravnos:
What?

Rebecca:
I am leaving you Ravnos…I am taking my career in my hands and leaving you behind…I don’t need to win with back up…I need to win this myself!

Ravnos:
But Rebecca-

Rebecca:
No But’s my sweet…It’s over!

(Rebecca just touches her lips then Ravnos before turning and leaving the room and a shell shocked Monster.)


Also Backstage


(Tommy Livingston is seen walking the backstage area looking pissed, he smashes a cup across the lobby as his search for Teresa seems to be a failure before turning angrily right into the face of Lethal Weapon.)

Tommy:
Excuse me I’m busy…

Weapon:
She is gone…

Tommy:
What?

Weapon:
Teresa has left…

Tommy:
NO! She can’t leave!

Weapon:
After seeing the shit you pulled out there pal, she can go wherever the hell she likes, really I should spear a hole in you now, but I’m going to give you the chance to leave this arena and never come back…If you do…Ill stand by my threat…

(Tommy just stares at Lethal, neither man giving an inch until Tommy begins to nod before just storming past Lethal who turns and watches him leave the arena in a foul mood.)


Back In the arena


Jerry Walters:
Give it up for Lethal Weapon he just put that Tommy in his place and if that sick fucker is stupid enough to come back to a ULW arena I will take pleasure in seeing Lethal beat him down!

Tim May:
I cant disagree there, I was sickened to see him do what he tried to do to Teresa, at least get her consent first ya know!?!

Jerry Walters:
Tim you are beyond hope!


Chris Cortez Vs Hellkat


Profilik's "One of A Kind" plays over the arena PA as yellow lit fog fills the entry ramp. Some industrial strength fans kick in and blow away the fog, revealing Chris Cortez. Cortez' gaze is focused on the ring and he begins to jog down the entry ramp.

Tim: Dammit, Chris Cortez and Hellkat, who am I supposed to cheer for Jerry? They BOTH suck!

Jerry: Doesn't matter to me, I don't cheer for anybody, I just call it like I see it.

Tim: I'm the color man, I'm supposed to sit here and add life to your dry, witless ramblings!

Cortez slides into the ring and up onto the top rope, holding both arms in the air, his face still bearing an intense focus. That is until the 'Loons' section of the audience, you'll recognize them by the number of big men in mirrored sunglasses that are strategically positioned around them to prevent any intermingeling with the 'normal' ULW fans, begins to chant.

Tim: Don't those idiots know that it's just a rumor gone wrong?

Jerry: Ladies and gentlemen, some rather unflattering comments being made to Chris Cortez by the fans of ULW.

The chants of "You suck dick!" are silenced as the arena lights dim and the faint tones of a music box begin to play softly, a trio of ceramic kittens chasing each other in a circle, the top of a music box, appears on the Jumbotron. The tones fade as Pantera's "Walk" kicks up. Hellkat walks out onto the entry ramp, her usual attire complemented with a black armband with white lettering, reading "Dimebag." Kat struts down to the ring, lip synching the lyrics, as several of the fans are shouting them.

Tim: Look at that Jerry, Hellkat actually seems to be taking something seriously for once.

The bell rings and the two competitors start off with a handshake, which Hellkat reverses into a hammerlock, but only keeps the hold on long enough to slap Cortez on the butt. Cortez jumps about three feet, turns toward Hellkat, looks back and his bottom, and dusts it off, as if removing a handprint left by a dirty kitty paw. The two lock up, legitimately this time, no grabbing of parts. Cortez, being the larger gets the advantage, clinching in a hammerlock, Hellkat shoves Cortez to the ropes and is knocked to the mat with a shoulder block. Cortez bounces off the ropes, but Hellkat leap frogs over, then ducks under on the rebound. Hellkat with a Monkey Flip, but Cortez lands on his feet. He whips her to the ropes, and Hellkat lands on her feet out of a back body drop. Both bounce off the ropes, Cortez leap frogs a rolling Hellkat, and Cortez hits the ropes again, only to find Hellkat laying in some sort of yoga position, laying on her back with her feet behind her head and one hand raised in the air.

Tim: Boy she IS flexible. That would just about rip me in half.

Cortez looks down at Hellkat, Hellkat just waves the raised hand. Not quite sure what to do, Cortez grabs the outstretched hand, attempting to pull Hellkat to her feet. Cortez finds the legs of the Women's champion suddenly wrapped around his arm, flipping him over into an arm bar. Hellkat pivots quickly trying to lock on the Wratchscorn Ravager, but Cortez pulls her off his back with a snap mare, locking on a reverse chinlock. Hellkat rolls back, catching Cortez around the neck with her legs, trying to flip him over for a hurricanrana, but Cortez drops to his knees, pinning Hellkat!

Jerry: Both wrestlers starting off fast paced here, neither really getting an advantage.

Tim: Not even a one count!

Hellkat pushes her legs up higher on Cortez' neck and pushes herself off the ground, sending Cortez falling over with her on top. Hellkat gets barely a one before Cortez kicks out. Hellkat jumps and spins, trying for a leg drop, but Cortez scoots out of the way and grabs her with his legs, rolling her over into a pin. One count only, as Hellkat rolls her legs off his shoulders, and hooks him up for the pin. Another one count, as Cortez rolls himself back, throwing her over his head and bridging. He gets a one count as Hellkat kicks his legs and grabs him by the chest, bridging over herself! She gets a one count as well. Both kip up, and Cortez whips Hellkat into the corner. Hellkat jumps up and over Cortez, whipping him to the opposite corner, where Crotez jumps up and hooks Hellkat under the arms with his legs, rolling her up with a sunset flip.

Tim: They're still going at it!

Jerry: Neither one has managed to land any sort of impact move on the other yet in this contest.

Cortez gets a short two, as Hellkat rolls out of it once again, grabbing Cortez by the legs and locking her arms. She yells "NYAAAAAH!" lifting Cortez up and dropping him again in a low powerbomb type move, not getting the full elevation. Cortez rolls backwards away from Hellkat, somewhat stunned. Hellkat comes in to follow up and is met with a spear! Cortez manages to hold on, and flips over into a Northern Lights-esque bridge. Cortez with a two only. Hellkat is back up to her feet and she takes Cortez over and down with an arm drag, keeping a hold on the arm she twists her body quickly, rolling Cortez over with a La Magestral, getting only a two. Cortez with a single leg take down, attempting a leg bar, but Hellkat kicks him in the chin and spins back to a vertical base. Cortez comes in with a clothesline and Hellkat ducks and spins behind him, trying for a Crucifix, but Cortez just falls back into a Samoan Drop, he holds it and gets a two, before Hellkat drags him over into a pin of her own, getting a two count herself.

Tim: They still are going toe to toe, rapid fire! Neither one of them is slowing or letting up!

Hellkat blocks a punch, and turns it into an arm wringer, she jumps up onto the top rope, holding the arm going for what looks like a mix of her Draconoclasm, One White Wing, and Devastator moves, jumping on the ropes twice to reach the top then falling back in a split legged moonsault, releasing Cortez' arm, but hooking his head in a reverse DDT, she lands on her feet thrusting her arm out to one side, posing for the fans. It's long enough for Cortez to twist out of the move, and grab Hellkat hitting her with a sidewalk slam, which he holds on, getting a two count. Cortez pulls Hellkat to her feet, only to find her legs suddenly wrapped around his midsection, Hellkat pulls herself up and grabs his head, falling forward and hitting a bulldog. She hooks the leg, and gets only a two.

Jerry: The back and forth action has heated up with both competitors hitting impact moves now.

Hellkat watches Cortez slowly get to his feet and kicks him in the gut, setting up for a Wyvern Driver of some sort, but Cortez shoves her into the ropes and hits her with a kick to the gut of his own. He lifts the Women's up and spikes her with a piledriver! Hellkat seems to bounce almost a foot in the air from the impact. Cortez covers, hooking a leg. One.... two....

Jerry: Hellkat getting her foot on the ropes!

Chris Cortez pulls Kat's foot off the ropes, and this time hooking both legs tries again.
One...
two....
th....
Hellkat gets her shoulder up! Cortez pulls Hellkat to her feet and whips her into the corner hard enough to send her falling face first to the mat, and knock the turnbuckle pad off! The referee goes to tie the errant pad back on as Cortez pulls Hellkat up and lifts her for a powerbomb, only to catch a faceful of orange mist!

Tim: Dammit that SPIDER and his projectile vomiting must be contagious!

Cortez falls back, and Hellkat steps off of him, taking a step back and leaning down, waiting for Cortez to get to one knee. He pulls himself up, trying to blink the orange crud out of his eyes, and Hellkat steps up, pivots, and LANDS FLAT ON HER FACE! Cortez pulled Hellkat's leg out from under her!
Cortez stands up and quickly locks in a sharpshooter!

Jerry; The Conrete Carpet!

Hellkat quickly crawls to the ropes, but the referee is still engaged in tryign the turnbuckle back on, apparently not fairing too well with tying knots. Cortez keeps the hold on until Hellkat pulls his head back and punches him in the face. Hellkat bounces off the ropes and nails a spin heel kick, or tries to! Cortez catches her! BUT HELLKAT UNLEASHES A CLOUD OF BLUE MIST INTO CORTEZ' FACE!

Tim: Dammit, she did it again!

Hellkat makes the Great Muta's sign for the Shining Wizard, BUT OUT OF NOWHERE SEAN JOHNSON IS ON THE RING APRON! He pulls Hellkat around and pulls her down neck first across the top rope! Cortez is up on his feet, blinded for sure this time! He wipes a little bit of the mist out of his eyes, enough to disnguish between the tall, lithe, form of Hellkat, and the short, chunky, knot incompitant referee. Cortez nails Hellkat in the face with a superkick and covers. The referee apparently having duct taped the turnbuckle pad back on, turns, and finds Cortez covering Hellkat! He counts..... one...... two..... three!

Jerry: Hellkat was cheated out of this one by Sean Johnson! She had Cortez right there!

Tim: She deserved it Jerry, Sean Johnson was probably just out here to protest Hellkat's use of illegal spitting!

Cortez has rolled out of the ring, trying to find something to clean his face off with, when the Griffin slides into the ring with a chair. He whacks the recovering Hellkat across the back, and then dropping the chair, nails her WITH THE GLOBAL EXECUTIONER RIGHT ON THE CHAIR!

Jerry: What was the purpose of that?! Hellkat hasn't done a damn thing to Sean Johnson, and for the second time in three weeks, he's brutally attacked her out of nowhere!

Tim: It's revenge, Jerry. Desolation, in that stupid Blood King mask, put Sean Johnson in the hospital for who knows how long!

Jerry: Sean Johnson and company screwed Hellkat out of her rightly won World Heavyweight Championship, how can you be so dense, Tim?

Tim: Practice, Jerry, lots and lots of practice.

We zoom in on the look of rage of Sean Johnsons face as we cut to commercial.


Commercial



Back In the Arena

Jerry Walters:
It’s not far away now! ULW Paranoia, where it all began and where it all take centre stage again!

Tim May:
I can’t believe how quickly its coming!

Jerry Walters:
I don’t think any of us can believe it Tim, it was April 2004 the biggest stage of them all, a 6 man Weapons Lair match for the world title that took to the air back then, what will it be this year?

Tim May:
I have no idea, but I do know its going to be huge, I can’t wait!

Jerry Walters:
Neither can I, Neither can I, but lets focus on whats coming up next, two huge matches, the new number one contender Vs The Old Number one contender for the Women’s championship Vivian Vs Rebecca Raines!

Tim May:
And then finally Nathan Creed the future Vs The present, the great World Champion that is Johnny Kingdom!

Jerry Walters:
Tim…He is not World Champion…he stole it!

Tim May:
NEVER!


Vivian Vs Rebecca Raines

Jerry: Tim, the time has come for yet another huge match on this crazy night of FUF programming.

Tim: That's right, because Rebecca Raines and Vivian are about to go one on one in what should be a huge match in this ever expanding women's division.

Jerry: One has to think that if Rebecca Raines is able to pull out the victory tonight, that she could find herself back in contention for the gold.

Tim: That makes absolute sense, seeing as Vivian is currently the number one contender for the title.

The lights dim and red overhead spotlights fill the arena. A fog rolls from the stage, made all the thicker by the red lighting, and Evanescence's "Imaginary" fills the ULW arena. The crowd cheers as Vivian strides confidently from the back wearing a long leather trenchcoat and a pair of dark sunglasses. She stares from side to side at the audience, smiling seductively and teasing any of the cuter boys on the entrance ramp, before making her way to the ring. She perches on one of the turnbuckles as she removes the jacket and glasses, tossing the latter to someone in the audience. With a smirk, she looks around a final time before dropping into the ring to await her opponent.

Tim: Speak of the devil provebially. I really hope Raines wins this match tonight, to put a stop to this whiny Vivian. "Oh AWOL is gone, boo-hoo-hoo."

Jerry: Tim have you ever considered growing a conscious?

Tim: Yeah, and what will I have to obtain next, feelings?

Everything Goes Black and a single red spot light comes up as Vampira by moonspell Hits after a few moments Rebecca Appers in a Black Robe she walks down to the ring takes the robe of reveling her self she tauants the crowd and as the house light come back she Hisses and bares her Fangs in the direction of Vivian who seems to be unconcerned by her presence.

Tim: Does it make me less masculant if I'm afraid of a women?

Jerry: Yes, yes it does, unless it's Rebecca Raines, who looks like something out of Fangoria Magazine.

Tim: Oh well, I bet she gives one hell of a hickey though.

Vivian Fox and Rebecca Raines stand across from one another, searching for an opening, the old number one contender for the Women's title trying to get in on the new contender. They quickly step in when Rebecca throws a right hand, blocked by Vivian who counters with a shot of her own, followed by another blow. Rebecca stumbles in reverse, her arms flailing as a result of the blow, suddenly Vivian kicks to the her gut and grabs her by the wrist. She quickly whips Rebecca across the ring into the opposite ropes which she bounces off of and then charges back in. Vivian catches her coming in, whipping her around into a twilt a whirl when Rebecca floats out of it, landing on her feet in front of her. Vivian appears stunned as Raines charges in for a clothesline, that she rolls under. She immediately gets behind the back of Rebecca who spins around to face her, jumping into the air for a single leg lariat. Vivian ducks under that as well, stepping in front of Rebecca and then moving in for a superkick. Rebecca grabs her ankle and whips it around, so that she spins around backwards. Raines steps forward, placing her in a waist lock for the German suplex yet Vivian grabs her hands, pushing them away with all of her strength and then swinging around behind her back. Vivian now places Rebecca in a waist lock for the German suplex when Raines reaches back with her legs, wrapping them around Mrs. Fox's ankle. She drop toe holds her onto the canvas, Vivian hitting the canvas across her chest and face with Rebecca immediately sliding across the canvas and placing her in a side headlock. Vivian shouts in pain to find herself in this submission hold yet immediately begins to push herself upwards, shoving Rebecca in the same direction as she tries to keep the hold applied. Both competitors reach their feet when Vivian places her hands to the back of Rebecca, shoving her off. Raines is sent into a spin, lifting her leg into the air as she does so for a spinning heel kick. Vivian ducks under it and then stands up, kicking Rebecca to the gut, causing her to bend forward in pain. Vivian backs into the ropes and bounces off, charging in and jumping into the air, wrapping her legs around Rebecca's neck for the hurricarana. Raines however, places her hands to the back of Vivian's legs and shoves her off, causing her to flip over and land on her feet in front of her opponent. They both put on a stance, stopping their attacks and staring into one another's face as the crowd goes wild, cheering on the amount of counters they've just witnessed.

Jerry: Some intense back and forth action between these two competitors.

Tim: Intense? They didn't even hit any thing, they just kept jumping around blocking one another's moves.

Jerry: You have no respect for actual wrestling do you Tim?

Tim: If I don't see twenty rest holds in a match then I'm not happy.

Vivian and Rebecca seem to be rethinking their strategy, stepping around one another and then calling for a tie up. They step in and embrace in a collar elbow when Rebecca immediately pulls her opponent into a side headlock, looking pleased with herself when Vivian shoves her off into the ropes. As she comes back in Vivian jumps into the air, and connects with a blistering heel kick straight to her face. Rebecca is taken down from the hard hitting manuever, yet rises to her feet as quickly as possible. Vivian steps in and chops her across the chest, and then does it once again, backing her opponent towards the ropes. Vivian now grabs her by the wrist and whips her towards the opposite ropes. Rebecca places the breaks on it though and pulls her into a short arm clothesline that Vivian dives under. She grabs Raines by the back of the tights and rolls her into a school boy pin but doesn't hold onto it, instead standing up and grabbing the legs of Rebecca, attempting to turn her over into a double boston leg crab. Rebecca fights it, pushing herself backwards across the canvas before reaching up with her hands and using her legs to pull Vivian down into a small package.

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Vivian kicks out. Both competitors scramble to their feet when Rebecca hooks one of the arms of Vivian and then reaches around with her legs across the back of her opponent, wrapping them around her other arm. She pulls Vivian down into a crucifix pin causing the fans to boo horrendously.

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Vivian kicks out, by rolling backwards onto her feet and then backing into the ropes. She bounces off of them and then flips forward at Rebecca who is still lying on the canvas. Raines suddenly rolls in reverse, causing Vivian to connect back first with the canvas, shouting in pain as she sits up. Rebecca gets onto her feet and then swings around with one of her feet for the buzzsaw kick when Vivian drops backwards onto the canvas, avoiding it. She reaches up with her arm and then pulls Rebecca backwards into a school boy pin.

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Rebecca kicks out, once again both competitors race each other to their feet. Raines is just a half a second earlier as she connects with a devestating clothesline to the throat of Vivian, taking her down to the canvas. The fans are disgusted by the shere velocity of the impact as Rebecca rises onto her knees, shaking her head in anger and taking a few deep breaths. She now stares at the turnbuckle just beside Vivian, charging at it and jumping onto the second rope. She then springs onto the top rope and flips backwards into a moonsault. Vivian rolls out of the way at the last second, causing Rebecca to change her move up, landing on her feet awkwardly and in turn favoring her ankle. Vivian gets to her feet in front of her and charges into the ropes, jumping onto the second one and then springing off as she turns in mid air, connecting with a buzzsaw kick to the forehead of Raines, taking her down to the canvas. Vivian lands on her feet upon the canvas, completeing the high impact manuever which recieves a whoo from the fans.

Tim: Wow, what a hard hitting move by Vivian.

Jerry: It was what you call absolutely devestating.

Tim: You know something else that you can call devestating? Every word from your mouth that you force us to listen to.

Vivian stands up as Rebecca rolls onto her knees, looking a bit out of it after that tremendous impact. Vivian quickly backs into the ropes, bouncing off of them and then charging in once again, jumping forward and planting Rebecca in the face with a vicious front dropkick. Sweat flies from the head of Raines who falls backwards onto the canvas. The crowd is absolutely stunned by the vicious impact of the manuever. Vivian gets to her feet and then climbs on top of Raines, hooking her leg.

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Raines shoots her shoulder off of the canvas, infuriating Vivian who rises to her feet and extends her leg, dropping it across the throat of Rebecca. She now rises to her feet quickly and steps towards the ropes as quickly as she can, jumping onto the second one and turning in mid air as she connects with another leg drop across her throat. Before Raines even has time to respond Vivian rises to her feet and charges at the ropes once again, jumping onto the top one and turning in mid air as she delivers a third absolutely vicious leg drop. Rebecca's legs kick into the air after the impact while Vivian rolls onto her knees and drops down on top of her, hooking her leg for the pin.

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Rebecca gets her shoulder up again, much to the dismay of the sold out crowd who are staunchly supporting the peeved Vivian. She gets to her feet relunctantly and grabs Rebecca by the hair, rolling her onto her knees and then dragging her to her feet. Vivian slaps on a front facelock and then drops back, hitting a quick and devestating DDT. Raines rolls onto her back, appearing unconscious as Vivian gets to her feet and stares at the turnbuckle. She approaches it steadfastly, sliding through the ropes onto the apron. Vivian climbs up the turnbuckle while Rebecca begins to move in the center of the ring. She now plants her feet upon the top rope, steadying herself when Rebecca suddenly gets to her feet and charges in, stepping up the ropes and getting onto the top one. She reaches up with her legs unexpectedly, wrapping them around the neck of Vivian and dropping in reverse. Vivian keeps her legs locked on the turnbuckle, blocking the frankenstiener and causing Rebecca to spill onto the canvas face and chest first. She stands up holding her jaw as Vivian gets to her feet on the top rope once again. Raines steps to the center of the ring, spinning around slowly when Vivian jumps across the ring only for Rebecca to ducks under an attempted lariat it seems. Vivian flips forward though, rolling across the canvas and then rising to her feet as she charges at Raines who beats her to the punch. Rebecca quickly lifts her leg into the air and connects with a devestating sevant kick straight to the shoulder of Vivian, causing her to unleash a horrendous scream and fall backwards into the ropes. Her arms fall over the second rope, dangling over the apron while she wears a painful expression on her face. Rebecca notices this and now charges in, appearing as if she's going for the 619 as she swings around. Instead she reaches around with her legs, wrapping them around the arm of Vivian and grabbing her other arm with hers, placing her in a crucifix submission around the ropes. The crowd is stunned by the vicious submission hold as Vivian screams out in pain. The referee steps in, immediately making a five count in order to break the hold.

Jerry: Look at this incredible submission hold by Rebecca Raines.

Tim: How unique.

The referee reaches four before Rebecca breaks the hold, dropping down onto the apron as Vivian falls onto her side upon the canvas. She grips her battered arm in pain, rising onto her knees and scooting away from the ropes. Rebecca quickly slides through the ropes and walks up behind her, grabbing the arm and folding it backwards as she steps to her side, placing her in a top key lock. Vivian begins to shout in pain at the top of her lungs, her arm being tore at in this submission hold. She somehow begins to push herself upwards though, Rebecca fighting to keep the hold applied on her opponent. Vivian finally gets to her feet when Rebecca grabs her by the air and slings her down to the canvas violently, the fans responding with a wave of scornful boos. Raines quickly drops down to the canvas, grabbing Vivian's arm and folding it up once again but now placing her legs around it to keep it in that position. Vivian begins to scream out in pain, staring towards the ropes as Rebecca tries to tear at the arm with every ounce of strength in her legs. The ropes behind Vivian's head seem to be just out of arms length as she reaches out for them, desperately trying to get a hold of the bottom one. The crowd is on it's feet, begging and pleading for her to reach the ropes. Raines shakes her head, unable to believe that her opponent is trying to get the ropes, refusing to let her reach them. Vivian lifts her arm into the air, stretching it out as far as it will possibly go and then wrapping it around the bottom rope. Raines shakes her head in protest, the official stepping over her and once again starting a five count. Raines is finally forced to take her legs away from the arm of Vivian, rolling onto her knees and continuing to shake her head in protest. She gets to her feet begruglingly as Vivian begins to rise to her knees, favoring his arm which she has cradled against her chest. Rebecca steps in, beginning to slug her to the face repeatedly and then charging backwards into the ropes, bouncing off of them and charing right back in her direction. Vivian suddenly springs right onto her feet and then jumps high into the air, planting Rebecca with a picture perfect dropkick. The sound of the impact echoes throughout the arena as Raines drops onto her back, grabbing her jaw. Vivian rises to her feet now, peering back and forth at the sold out crowd which is going crazy. She still favors his arm as Rebecca rolls onto her knees behind her, beginning to push herself upwards yet nearly loosing her footing several times. Vivian charges at the ropes and jumps onto the second one, springing off and then turning in mid air. Rebecca jumps into the air and grabs Vivian's battered arm, dragging her down to the canvas with an arm breaker which causes the crowd to boo as loud as they can. Vivian bounces into the air, rolling onto her back and gripping her arm in incredible pain. Rebecca gets onto her knees, staring around at the crowd with a sadistic smile on her face over the damage she just did to Vivian. Her opponent grabs the ropes, beginning to pull herself upwards slowly, her arm barely having any strength remaining in it. Rebecca quickly charges at her with a head full of steam when Vivian grabs the top rope and drops down, causing Raines to spill over onto the apron. She grabs a hold of the rope on the way down, keeping herself from falling all the way to the outside. Vivian slowly stands up, Rebecca doing the same. As they both reach their feet Raines lifts her leg into the air and kicks Vivian to the face over the ropes, knocking her down to the canvas in front of her. Rebecca now grabs the top rope and utilizes it to pull herself over into a flip over leg drop across Vivian's throat. She grabs her juggular, rolling onto her side and shouting in pain while Raines rests on the canvas smiling. Rebecca finally rises to her feet and grabs the hair of Vivian, pulling her to her feet, the referee admonishing her for doing so. Raines places Vivian in a hammerlock now and then rushes her towards one of the turnbuckles. Vivian suddenly steps up the turnbuckle, blocking the attempt and flipping over Rebecca, landing on her feet. Raines spins around in shock when Vivian places her in a front facelock and charges up the ropes once again, swinging around and then planting Rebecca to the canvas with a tornado DDT. The fans jump out of their seats as Raines stands on top of her head for a moment then drops over onto the canvas across her back.

Jerry: Vivian is getting back into this!

Tim: She needed to pull off a move like that in order to keep herself alive in this contest.

Vivian grips her arm still, rising to her feet slowly and then scooting across her knees towards Rebecca. She drops down on top of her, burying her elbow into her throat.

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Raines kicks out once again, rolling onto her side as Vivian drops onto her posterior, in disbelief, just like the rest of the arena. Rebecca rolls onto her hands and knees, holding her head while Vivian gets to her feet in front of her. She is still favoring her arm until she charges backwards into the ropes, bouncing off of them while Rebecca immediately rises to her feet. As she comes in Rebecca bends forward, placing her feet to the back of Vivian's legs and throwing her over her head towards the ropes. The fans are shocked as Vivian lands feet first on the top rope, balancing herself out upon it as Raines spins around condascendingly. Suddenly Vivian jumps off and spins around, landing on Rebecca's shoulders and then dropping in reverse, connecting with the Whip Lash to a huge reaction from the sold out crowd. She holds on for the pin as the referee slides in and makes the count.

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The entire arena rises to it's feet, cheering what they just witnessed, surprised at the same time to see Vivian pull off this unexpected victory over Raines.

Jerry: Rebecca Raines has been beaten, she's been bested at the hands of Vivian.

Tim: That's impossible! Rebecca is a vampire, the only way to beat them is to stake them through the heart, not pin them with a hurricarana.

Vivian rises to her feet, the number one contender for the women's championship raising her hands high into the air in a victorious pose. Rebecca rises to her knees, shaking her head in a disgruntled fashion, appearing ready to explode at the site of Vivian standing over her victorious. Suddenly she lifts her hands into the air and begins to clap them together, celebrating Vivian's win. She turns around to face Raines who has a smile on her face, almost looking honored to have wrestled Vivian in this singles contest.

Tim: What the hell is this? Vivian is suppose to be attacked right now, that's what happens after all of her matches.

Jerry: It almost looks like Rebecca is showing her respect. Which I must say that Vivian deserves greatly.

Tim: No, Rebecca get up and attack her, don't take this lying down.

Vivian begins to smirk as Rebecca rises to her feet, continuing to grin from ear to ear.


Backstage


(Creed is walking from his locker room looking ready his eyes are focused on the task ahead of him, he turns down another hall and into through the main hall that leads off in various directions standing there he sees River Angelus his eyes suddenly glaring! The DWA Graduate is standing with his arm blocking any exit for Lust to step away from him and he is smiling at her, Lust just looks over to Creed who watches her mime “Help!”
Creed just charges at River from behind slamming a forearm into his back knocking him to the floor as Lust steps away from him Creed just stomps viciously on Angelus before picking him up and hitting a tremendously big german suplex right on the marble floor!
He grabs Angelus again and lifts him to his feet before booting him in the stomach and throwing him hard against a wall leaving the man hurt on the floor as officials suddenly arrive, Nathan just turns to Lust.)

Nathan:
Are you ok? Did he hurt you?

(Lust shakes her head and cuddles up to Nathan who holds her before stroking her cheek, he then turns back to River.)

Nathan:
Go back to Conrad…Stay safe…Now that I have one son of a bitch dealt with, I need to make sure another is as well…My former stable mate…Johnny Kingdom!

(Nathan kisses her forehead and storms off to the arena, as he leaves the picture Lust grins evilly and kneels down beside River and smiles, she shrugs at his question of why creed done it and then in a silent moment signals “I love you” to a stunned River just as she had Nathan Creed…Angelus just looks pissed and shares a passionate kiss with Lust as the scene fades.)


Also Backstage


Rebecca Raines stands beside Tom Hammond in the backstage area, stacks of crates and other objects placed around them. Rebecca looks to be perfectly content with her loss earlier.

Hammond: Rebecca, earlier tonight we saw you have a devestating lose to Vivian in what was a grueling singles contest. How are you taking such a seemingly important loss?

Rebecca sighs, thinking about her response for a moment or two.

Raines: Hammond, normally I would be devestated over being beaten, but not at the hands of somebody like Vivian. I have a lot of respect for her, she broke the mold here in the ULW, she was one of the first women to come out here and compete against all of the male obstacles. Which was why I was so proud to compete against her tonight, win, lose, or draw. It would also make me proud to see her walk away from the payperview as the new Women's champion, and thus forth I intend to make sure that occurs.


Back In the arena


Jerry Walters:
Wow, comradeship between Vivian and Raines, but I am still left in confusion as to why Vivian has turned so violent? Is something getting to her?

Tim May:
I like the new violent Vivian! It’s actually quite a horny image!

Jerry Walters:
Oh please!!! Talking of that though, what the hell is Lady Lust up to? She is playing River and Creed, two men who have not liked each other since day one against each other and she doesn’t seem to care at all!

Tim May:
What? Look, I have no respect for River Angelus but he is obviously forcing himself on Lady Lust and like a gentleman Nathan Creed is standing in and being the man, showing River where that kind of behaviour lives in the ULW!

Jerry Walters:
Yet drugging a woman to sleep with you is ok?

Tim May:
Damn it Jerry! That was a Love Potion!


Johnny Kingdom Vs Daemon Frost Contract Signing


(Suddenly “Revenge” By Papa Roach hits the speakers and the fans go nuts as Lethal Weapons Highlight Reel plays over the sound System, the ULW Hall of Famer steps out onto the stage area, some papers in hand, he takes in the crowds ovation for a second before walking down the ramp and climbing the steel steps before entering the ring. His music comes to an end and Lethal holds a mic he pulled from his attire to his mouth as the fans also die down.)

Weapon:
Now lets make something clear right here, right now…There is going to be no attacking each other, no fighting in this contract signing, Daemon, Johnny, when you come out here, you are to sign a contract – That’s it…Now lets get on with this!

(Weapon waits a second before suddenly “This times for real” By Ill Nino hits the speakers, the fans suddenly boo loudly as Jason Seagreen steps out from the back, he has his hands up in innocence as an already angry Lethal Weapon just stares at him, the Co-GM walks down the ramp and also climbs the steps before hesitating to get in the ring before doing so. He takes a mic from the announcer and takes a few deep breathes before looking up at the steaming red face of Lethal Weapon.)

Seagreen:
Now Lethal… I know right now I am not your favourite person, but I don’t remember you being a GM, which in turns means you are not allowed to book matches…So I have a LEGITIMATE contract right here stating Daemon Frost and Johnny Kingdom will face one on one in a singles match up!

(Weapon just laughs and raises the mic.)

Weapon:
A singles match up? That’s the best you could do! Oh and Seagreen this comes from the wife sitting at home…Not Me!

(Seagreen looks a little angry about this as suddenly Mo’ Money Mo’ Problems hits the speakers and the booing gets louder, slowly Lethal’s head turns to face the ramp, the need for vengeance on his brother in law evident in his gaze. Conrad just steps out another contract in hand and confidently walks down the ramp without a bodyguard in site, he climbs up on the apron and climbs in the ring seemingly uncaring about Lethal.)

Conrad:
Now I have to agree with Jason Lethal, you are no GM and Sheryl, she is not the booker of FUF, BUT she does have the authority to make a match here…So we are left in quite a predicament don’t you think?

Weapon:
Why what do you have in mind?

Conrad:
Me…Oh nothing much…Just a contract that states Johnny kingdom and Daemon Frost will fight in a no holds barred ladder match for the world title!

(Boos echo out as Conrad says his match.)

Weapon:
A singles match and a ladder match? This is the best you could do?

Jason:
So what do you have that is so special…

(Weapon smiles as if he couldn’t wait to be asked.)

Weapon:
Here on this contract, I have the clauses to a first ever ULW Glass Chambers match…

Conrad:
A What?

Weapon:
A Glass Chambers match, a 30ft high roofed octagon dome…Made of Glass! This gentleman is the next step up from the Glass tables match they had a few months back, this is the next step in hardcore wrestling bought to you by the king of hardcore himself…Daemon Frost and Johnny Kingdom will go to battle in this 30ft glass dome, filled with weapons and glass tables to use at there will, the turnbuckles will contain small explosives that will cause damage to whoever hits them, but not enough to blow a hole in your arse!

Jason:
Explosives!?!

Weapon:
Yes…The ropes will be made of barbed wire, the padding on the outside of the ring will be removed leaving cold, hard concrete…This match will be brutal my friends much like the Night before Christmas match, but with more violence, more blood and more action….

Conrad:
I don’t know…

Jason:
Can we get that sanctioned?

Weapon:
We already did…But if you are not sure…Lets see what the fans think!

(The fans erupt into cheers as Conrad and Jason agree to this, Weapon then points at Jason Seagreen.)

Weapon:
If you want to see Daemon Frost Vs Johnny Kingdom for the world heavyweight title in a singles match…Cheer!

(A Loud boo goes up around the Michigan fans as Weapon gives them there chance to choose the match! Weapon then nods as Seagreen kicks the ropes, he then points at Conrad who just smiles smugly at him.)

Weapon:
If you want to see this Jack Ass’s clause to see Daemon Frost Vs Johnny Kingdom for the World Heavyweight title in a Ladder match…Cheer!

(Conrad’s smile disappears as Weapon insults him, the fans then barrage an even louder boo out to Conrad who looks pissed, he starts pointing at the fans and telling them to shut up…)

Weapon:
I see, I see…Ok so lastly…What about The Glass Chambers Match, who would like to see Daemon Frost Vs Johnny Kingdom, World title on the line in a 30ft Glass dome!

(The cheers are already screaming out from the fans before Weapon is finished and Lethal just smiles as Conrad steps forward shouting at Lethal, but Weapon just charges him down with a spear and shouts in his face before letting him roll out of the ring and to the outside, Jason just holds his hands in the air and leaves voluntarily.)

Jerry Walters:
Did you hear that! This match is going to be absolutely huge!

Tim May:
Oh god! We are going to lose our superstars before 2005! Seriously our booking team is trying to kill our stars off! In the words of SPIDER “Who booked this shit!?!”

Jerry Walters:
I can’t wait! The match is huge Tim! Just another reason why FUF is the flagship show and Edward Hayden is left wishing he had our show instead of his sagging boat!

Tim May:
Now that I agree with!

(That tantalizing theme, "Wake Up", suddenly bursts the seams of the sound speakers, and leaking into a flood of boos we get a reaction from the fans. Flash bulbs explode as the red curtain that dangles in the entranceway part’s, and out steps the Team Leader: JOHNNY KINGDOM without the World title in his possession. As the fans stand to greet him properly, he smiles, telling everyone that tonight is going to be another fabulous night.
His shirt reads POOR XAVIER in bold white letters; his pants are black with gold weaving down either side. No fancy pyrotechnics follow him as he heads down the ramp and into the ringside area - nothing but a legion of hateful obscenities hurled his way by the ingrates that surround him. Kingdom, of course, completely ignores them. His feet seem to crash down on the rampway as the fans' boos pick up even more, the pure weight of his greatness increasing his own weight by pounds and pounds. The Team Leader arrives in front of the ring, and as he does so the thousands of people present rise higher than ever before in their attempt to verbally prevent him from entering the ring, he just smiles and climbs onto the apron before stepping in the ring and looking at Lethal Weapon the two men sharing some words.)

Jerry Walters:
No love lost here between Weapon and Kingdom, take your minds back to the week before Nuclear warfare, these two men had some very close encounters!

Tim May:
You ain’t kidding and Weapon ducked them all, and all because he knew he was not good enough to take on the Team leader – Our Champion!

Jerry Walters:
Please tell me you do realize he is not the official World Champion, Daemon Frost earned the right for that belt at Equilibrium and Kingdom stole it…He is a thief Tim!

(Daemon Frost walks from behind the curtain to a huge reaction from the fan. Dressed in a white button down shirt and black tie, Daemon stands there, a smile on his face. He listens for a moment, to both his own music and the crowd around him. Moonlight Sonata blares out over the speakers, he then looks down at the ring and the smiling Johnny Kingdom.
He walks down the ramp as the front row of fans edge him on just adding to the adrenalin already in his body, he steps up onto the apron looking outside the ring at Jason Seagreen who seems to be calling for EMT’s to help Conrad Gray on the outside.
Daemon just stares Kingdom down the two men not even gazing away from one another as some of the backstage staff put a small table in the ring and a couple of chairs. Weapon just stands between the two of them issuing them to there seats. Kingdom is the first to sit a smile on his face as Daemon slowly follows him Weapon just places the contract down and explains the terms to Daemon but the World Champ doesn’t care and just signs before Weapon is finished before turning the contract to Kingdom.
Johnny just smiles and also signs the document before speaking some words to Daemon taunting him about the World title, Frost just smiles and nods before suddenly throwing the table aside, as he does Kingdom stands as does Daemon and the two of them get right in each others faces the light words becoming loud shouts of rage as they push against each others foreheads!
Weapon just warns the two of them to calm down, seconds later Kingdom just backs away and smiles again as Daemon points and threatens Johnny, the referee along with Weapon just issue Frost away from Kingdom, Frost though just smiles and begins sharing words with Weapon now, but Lethal just gets back in his face.
Frost smiles and grabs one of the chairs before leaving the ring as asked, and heading up the ramp, to the cheers of the fans he reaches the top of the ramp and just sets the chair up so he can seat on it and watch the match, Lethal just laughs at this himself and leaves the ring standing at the bottom of the ramp to make sure nothing untoward happens.)

Jerry Walters:
It seems Daemon Frost doesn’t want to leave the ring area, he wants a front row seat to watch this match and it’s fair to say Kingdom is not happy here!

Tim May:
I don’t believe this Jerry, Daemon wont fuck off, the lunatic just wont disappear, we have Conrad out on the deck in front of us with Jason Seagreen trying to help him of all people and still no medical staff!!

Jerry Walters:
That’s correct we still have Conrad down here and any second this match is due to begin!


Johnny Kingdom Vs Nathan Creed


(The lights in the arena dim down. He first chords of KoRn's 'Did My Time' wash out over the arena. The titan-tron goes into static. The drum/bass kicks in an the lights flash on and off in tie with the music, while the static momentarily clears to give a view of a man’s lowered head. It slowly rises before cutting back to static as the drum/bassline dies again. This happens each time until the mans head finally starts to look up as the main line kicks in, reveling Nathan's beaming face. Images from Nathan's past matches flash on the titan-tron as blue and whit lights strobe across the arena. Nathan appears from outback to a chorus of jeers, he looks over a Daemon a little hesitation in his focus before staring back at the ring.
He heads down the ramp passing Lethal Weapon and sliding under the ropes before pointing at Kingdom and talking a small amount of trash as the bell sounds to start the match.)

Jerry Walters:
Nathan Creed is looking more prepared here then last week and rightly so, he was pretty much embarrassed by Daemon last week, can he make up for it?

Tim May:
I have a split opinion here, but I am having to go on gut instinct and say Kingdom will crucify him worse then Daemon did!

Jerry Walters:
WHAT!?! How is that gut instinct? That’s saying Creed doesn’t stand a chance, you could at least make it sound like a close battle!

(The two men just circle each other with Nathan not removing his eyes from JK who uncharacteristically turns from Creed time and time again to check on Daemon and tell Lethal to remove him. He turns once more and Creed slides in taking the leg of Kingdom down with a baseball slide Creed then looks for the Courtesy Call early but Kingdom manages to scurry away!
JK Gets to his feet in the corner but Creed charges in hitting him with a big clothesline before grabbing his arm and throwing him across the ring again hitting another clothesline, Kingdom stumbles out and right into the ducked down Creed who lifts Kingdom up and over with a back body drop causing him to land hard on the apron mat.
Creed gives JK no time to get a breather and drops a standing elbow across the chest of the Team leader and another before choking him blatantly in front of the referee, he quickly breaks it and steps away as the referee warns him off the rules.
He nods in understanding and grabs Kingdom by the head lifting him to one knee but Kingdom just stands up breaking the hold and hitting Creed with a forearm uppercut and then a right hand knocking him back into the ropes.
He grabs his arm throwing him across the ring, Creed hits the ropes and bounces back at JK but as he does like a cat Kingdom moves showing up behind Nathan and locking in a sleeper hold on the former World Champion. Creed just tries to keep awake lifting his arms in the air and trying to keep some kind of movement in his body.
Suddenly he slams an elbow into the mid-section of Kingdom and again and again and one more time breaking the hold before running off the ropes but coming back right into a huge clothesline that takes Creed right off his feet and to the mat.)

Jerry Walters:
It was a good start by Nathan but now Kingdom coming back into this!

Tim May:
As I said, this will remain one way from hear on out!

Jerry Walters:
I am not convinced, I doubt very much Creed is going to be easily beaten tonight!

(Kingdom just takes a short breather before seeing Creed get to one knee, he runs across the ring slamming a knee into the side of Nathan’s head before picking him up and dropping him with a sitdown powerslam before grabbing his leg and going for the cover,
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Kickout by Creed.
Kingdom just frowns and stands back to his feet stomping a few times across the chest of his opponent before dropping a leg across Creeds throat, he then goes for another cover,
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Kickout by Creed!
Kingdom looks pissed he can’t bag this up like Daemon did and stands up again before lifting Nathan and going for Suplex but Creed blocks it, he tries again, Creed blocks it again and counters lifting Kingdom into a snap suplex before turning him and lifting him into a second snap suplex and then finally a third! Slowly both men get back up and the fans are actually enjoying seeing Creed take control of a match, he turns to Kingdom who dazed stumbles backwards right into Creeds grip, he lifts him hitting a German Suplex and then lifting him to hit a second and then a third, fourth and then letting him go with a FIFTH German Suplex!
The fans are on there feet going nuts at this as Creed sits back up and gets to one knee a little tired, he stands up and calls for ‘Total Domination!’ He stalks Kingdom who slowly stands before lifting him to his feet and scooping him into the eye of the hurricane but Kingdom counters and turns his body into a DDT position before throwing Nathan over his head with a release Northern Lights Suplex!)

Jerry Walters:
Great counter by Kingdom! Both men are down in the ring here, my money goes on whoever manages to stand first personally!

Tim May:
Mine goes on Kingdom!

Jerry Walters:
Oh dear god, how predictable… Ah-Ha, finally we have some Medical crew for Conrad…Well…One!

(From the back a man in a EMT uniform steps out his face covered but he has a steel chair in hand!! He runs down the ramp slamming across the back of Lethal Weapon knocking the Assassin to the ground to the boos of the fans!)

Jerry Walters:
DAMN IT!!! It’s one of those masked men again!

(The man just throws the chair down and takes his hat off before removing his mask to reveal himself as SHANNON SKANES!!! THE OWNER OF GWO!!! The fans are going crazy with shock and excitement as the GWO owner just took out the GWO World champion…ON ULW FUF!!! The “Holy shit” chant begins as Conrad suddenly stands up with a smile on his face still holding his ribs, Jason also smiles and the two men stand either side of Shannon looking over Lethal before raising each others arms in the air.)

Jerry Walters:
WHAT THE HELL IS SHANNON SKANES DOING HERE?

Tim May:
Taking out Lethal by the looks of it, I kinda like the guy already!

Jerry Walters:
The GWO Owner just came on a ULW show and took out the regulator and allied himself with the GM’s! What the hell is this, its like a GWO Invasion damn it! I don’t believe what I am seeing, is Shannon really one of the masked assailants from earlier on? Which if he is…Who the hell are the others that attacked the ULW Superstars?

(The three men just head backstage as officials run to Lethal Weapons aid, but as they do Daemon Frost just smiles at the top of the ramp looking on cunningly, he folds the chair up and casually heads toward the ring to a huge amount of cheers from the crowd before reaching the apron and knelling down by it so the official cannot see him!)

Tim May:
This is bullshit! Weapon is down and now Daemon is at the ringside area damn it!

Jerry Walters:
Weapon was attacked by a man who shouldn’t have even fucking been here, what do you want him to do just get right back up like nothing happened! Daemon Frost is not here to watch anymore Tim…Oh god this could be bad!

Tim May:
You ain’t kidding!

(The two men in the ring begin to move as the referee restarts his count stopping to find out what happened outside the ring, Nathan just rolls up onto one knee as does Kingdom and the two men both stand together, Kingdom lands a crushing right hand to Creed, but Creed counters hitting him back, this continues over and over until finally Nathan blocks the right hand of JK and hits punch after punch before ducking another shot and setting Kingdom up for a Rock Bottom but Kingdom furiously slams elbow after elbow into the head of Creed causing him to stumble away!
Creed just grabs his head and then turns back to Kingdom but receives a boot to the midsection before being lifted high in the air for the Exodus Finale, but Creed counters and falls behind Kingdom!!
He pushes Kingdom toward the ropes causing the Team Leader to hit them hard but as he does Daemon rises from his position and slams the chair across the back of Johnny Kingdom, the team leaders own body stopping the referee from seeing anything!
Kingdom stumbles forward holding his back in pain as Creed takes his legs away and to the cheers of the fans turns him into the courtesy call!!! The cheers are deafening now as JK cries out in pain trying not to tap…But the chair shot and now the added pressure on his back in close proximity is to much and he does and the bell sounds!!)

Jerry Walters:
Nathan Creed done it! He just proved himself main event here and got himself a huge win over Johnny Kingdom the number one contender for the world heavyweight title!

Tim May:
NO! Kingdom was cheated! Daemon Frost that son of a bitch has hell to pay come Worlds ending!

Jerry Walters:
Nathan Creed went above and beyond here, the guy deserves all the credit he gets!

(Creed drops the legs of Kingdom as his music plays over the speakers, Daemon just heads back up the ramp as Kingdom in pain stares angrily up at him as the shows last scene shows a smiling Daemon Frost signaling the belt will be his once more at the PPV before the scene fades to black showing only the shimmering letters of the ULW’s initials.)

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