25th Of April 2004 - HSW VS ULW


It’s been Awhile by Stained plays in the background as the HSW Synscope trailer begins to show on the large screen to the sold out Fleet Centre in Boston.

The Names of HSW, the faces of HSW, the Legends of HSW.

The First verse plays as the faces of Shawn Hall, AWOL, Curtis Jack, Knuckles, Streets Disciple and numerous other faces to pass through the HSW doors, happy and famous memories of HSW in there prime slowly pan over the screen.

The Evil, the hatred, The High Rollers

Suddenly the chorus hits and Lethal Weapon spearing various members is seen, Sheryl winning the battle royal and all the various acts the High Rollers have caused, the footage becomes much more violent and dramatic until the verse hits again.

The Final Battle, Sheryl Marie Gray, President Drew and Michael Synclaire

Shots are seen of Drew, Sheryl and Synclaire in various matches and position over the last two months of battling. Suddenly the chorus hits again!

Sheryl Last week
“ULW WILL SURVIVE!”

Drew addresses the High Rollers problem in the HSW ring a month ago
“HSW IS AND ALWAYS HAS BEEN THE LEADING FEDERATION!”

Synclaire is seen in a recent promo
“DREW… MY MONEY, YOUR COMPANY!”

Sheryl is shown in the ring on one of her very fist appearances
“THE HIGH ROLLERS, PRESIDENT DREW, WILL TAKE THIS COMPANY AND THAT IS A FACT…JACK!”

HSW proudly presents the ultimate battle ground of good against evil…… SYNSCOPE!!!

(‘Its been awhile’ plays loud through the sound system as Fireworks explode from all sides of the arena as the fans go crazy for the start of HSW Synscope, possibly the last ever HSW Pay Per View, the cameras pan around the sold out arena looking at the signs one saying “HSW 4 Life” another saying “Die Sheryl Die” as the cameras continue to pan more are seen in the flocks of cardboard signs “Curtis – The New World Champion” and “AWOL Fears Shawn Hall.”. The scene cuts to the commentary team sitting at ringside, Jerry Walters and Tim May look more excited then ever dressed up in there suits.)

Jerry Walters:
Hello Ladies and Gentleman, WELCOME to HSW Synscope, possibly the last time any of us work or watch the top wrestling under the hall of fame initials of Holy Shyt Wrestling, well what a card, Sheryl Vs Drew Vs Synclaire for the full ownership of the HSW federation.
AWOL goes one on one with Curtis Jack for the World Heavyweight title and Isis prepares for her biggest challenge yet in the sadistic certified killer himself Cell Block as she defends her Television title here in the fleet centre, but the question is how are Isis and AWOL after the ULW attack only two nights ago when Andre Bates and Tiffany took out the HSW Champions.

Tim May:
That’s right Jerry, Andre Bates of the ULW debuted and didn’t he do some damage. The man tore through the HSW roster like they were nothing, he actually chokeslammed Chapel THROUGH the ramp structure!

Jerry Walters:
No doubt he is a monster and with the ULW on site tonight with the HSW awaiting the results of the ownership match, all presumably wondering where they are going to be fighting next week, ULW or HSW?

Tim May:
That’s right earlier today Sheryl signed a contract saying that if HSW do win, ULW will fold and become part of Holy Shyt Wrestling? Question is Jerry will she fail?

Jerry Walters:
Well look back at Sheryl’s history even before the HSW and in particular the big match situations, she has only lost 2 Pay Per View matches in nearly 9 years in the business, that is more then an impressive record Tim.

Tim May:
Jerry, hang on… I am getting word that AWOL is arriving backstage now.

Backstage----------------------------

(A large limo pulls up in the car park of the sold out Fleet Centre, the drivers door of the large black vehicle opens and a neatly dressed man walks out, he heads to the very last door of the car and opens it, boos suddenly fill the watching arena as World Heavyweight champion AWOL steps out, Chapel follows him out, the two men wait around for there luggage the expressions on there faces very angry. Suddenly Flex comes from the lobby leading to the arena a bruise on his eye from the attack at FUF but a smile on his face.)

Flex:
You guys took your time, come on lets get to our locker room tonight is going to be great, I can feel it in my skin.

AWOL:
Not now, I am not in the mood.

Chapel:
And wipe that smile of your face.

(Flex does as he is told and for a moment shuts up.)

Flex:
Come on guys… What’s the problem? Andre Bates isn’t even here tonight, we got nothing to worry about.

AWOL:
What the HELL makes you think I am worried you idiot, you know nothing Flex, What’s so good about Andre not being here, if the lump of lard was here then tonight you would see why I am the World Heavyweight Champion and Andre is no more then a wannabe just like everyone else, he is a sinful puke that is going to be destroyed at my hands.

Chapel:
The guy is 7ft 9” and your punch didn’t even affect him.

AWOL:
I know how to beat Andre, I just need the oversized freak to stop being a coward and get down here, why am I explaining this to you two, fuck it.

(AWOL grabs his bag and storms off into the lobby, Flex looks at Chapel who looks straight back at him before looking back at the lobby.)

Flex:
What’s his Problem?

Backstage--------------------------

(The scene cuts to President Drew, the HSW owner is stretching in his office preparing for his match later on in the evening, he stops for a second and walks across his VIP lounge taking a bottle of water from a table and taking a big gulp from it, suddenly a small tap at the door comes, he walks over to it and opens it up a smile appearing across his face as his love Isis walks in. She is looking very happy even though Tiffany Ray attacked her only two nights ago, she excitingly runs across the lounge placing a bag on the floor before turning back to Drew and giving him a big hug, he seems quite surprised before giving her a peak on the lips.)

Drew:
What’s that for?

Isis:
Being so great!

Drew:
I am?

Isis:
Of course you are, I mean you’re the man that tonight goes out there and does what nobody for 9 years has ever been able to do… And put Sheryl Marie Gray out of business, your going to finish her and bring the HSW back to glory using the very same talent she hired to make her ULW so destructive.

Drew:
Yeah your right, Sheryl doesn’t stand a chance tonight and when HSW go back to normal business it’s going to be better then ever.

(Isis smiles as does Drew before the two share another kiss.)

Drew:
You ready for your title match against Cell Block?

Isis:
Cell who? Oh him, yeah. I mean come on, I use to watch that granddad on TV, I doubt he is going to be able to challenge me now.

(Another knock at the door comes, the door opens and The Lethal Weapon walks in to huge cheers from the fans watching in the arena, Drew forces a hand shake with Lethal who grips tightly causing Drew to shake his hand with a slight pinch of pain. He then turns to Isis, the two look at each other for a second before also shaking hands.)

Lethal Weapon:
Isis, nice to see you again.

Isis:
Likewise, much nicer then last time without a shadow of a doubt.

(Weapon smiles before sitting down on the sofa, Isis sitting across from him, Drew goes back to his stretching and breathing exercises in the background as Lethal continues.)

Weapon:
So Cell Block?

Isis:
Yeah, only got about 45 minutes till we are due on.

Weapon:
Be careful Isis, this man may be old but his talent only seems to grow with age, I watched this man in his early years when he fought 6 Pac, hell I fought alongside and against this man in his prime when CDC was really at a peak, me and Mike Trojan often beat arse back in the CDC’s top years…

Isis:
I remember watching you on telly to.

Weapon:
God am I that old already.

(Weapon smiles as Isis laughs at his comment suddenly Lethal’s tone becomes deadly serious.)

Weapon:
Isis, Cell Block won his match on FUF but he came out getting speared and then suffering the same fate as me, the Bottle Smasher. He is going to be fuming tonight and he is not going to be happy unless he sees blood. If I know Cell Block he won’t care much for the gold tonight, he wants that match at FUF against me and 6 Pac, the three of us are close to finally ending this.

Isis:
Why are you helping me like this?

Weapon:
In every war there is casualties… Many Innocent… I don’t want you to be on of those innocents, nor do I want anyone else to be. Enough people have been hurt because of the actions of myself, Cell Block and 6 Pac Dudley. Just don’t take him lightly when you go out there Isis… He will be looking to hurt you.

(Weapon nods at her placing his hand on her shoulder before turning to leave the room, he stops to stare at Drew for a second before mockingly laughing and leaving the room as the scene cuts to the arena.)

Back in the arena----------------------------

Jerry Walters:
Well a very dramatic start to the night Tim, AWOL declaring he is not afraid of Andre Bates and Weapon warning Isis of the threat that is the certified killer Cell Block.

Tim May:
Oh Jerry come on damn it, Andre got the HSW by surprise you know that as well as I do, he didn’t beat the HSW down on fair grounds, anyone could have done what he done. There is nothing that makes him unstoppable and AWOL is our World Champion and rightly so, for the last month he has been called second rate although this is the man that beat Shawn Hall, give him some damn respect Jerry.

Jerry Walters:
AWOL has my respect, he has been a good HSW champion no doubt about that, but when will he meet his match? I am simply saying that I believe in my opinion that Andre Bates is AWOL’s match and that if the big man makes it to Paranoia whatever initials we are under AWOL may lose the gold around his waist.

Tim May:
That’s ridiculous Jerry.

Jerry Walters:
I wouldn’t say that or you could be surprised.

(Suddenly the sound of Flex Washington’s music hits the fans are booing loudly as the Holy War member walks out, he heads down the ramp and rolls into the ring awaiting his opponents. His music stops and is replaced by that of Steve Stryker who walks out to the cheers of the fans, he doesn’t seem very happy though as he just walks down to the ring, he rolls under the ropes as well before.)

Jerry Walters:
Well I don’t know what’s going on here Tim, but both these men have come out here looking amazingly unmotivated, HSW is airing live here on PPV and the very happy Flex Washington we saw earlier is looking like the world is going to end, as is Steve Stryker.

Tim May:
This is strange Jerry.

(Suddenly Thunderbolts music hits and the confused fans continue to watch as Thunderbolt also comes out looking upset, his face is one mixed with emotion, anger, hatred and hurt, he heads down the ramp and into the ring with Stryker and Washington who all stand in the ring, no referee is present and none of the men have started fighting.
Suddenly Points of Authority by Linkin Park hits the speakers and the boos around the arena are louder then ever before, the arena seems to shake for the hatred of the women who appears behind the curtain, she has a mic in hand and is not yet ready for action as she is seen in a black pin striped suit.)

Jerry Walters:
What the hell is this Tim?

Tim May:
I would say at a guess, Sheryl!

Jerry Walters:
Funny pea brain, I mean what is going on, I bet this has something to do with the looks on the faces of these three great athletes who are normally so enraged with emotion to win a match.

Tim May:
I get the feeling Jerry… You are going to be right.

(The Music stops and Sheryl waits for the fans chants and booing to go down before she begins.)

Sheryl:
So, the LAST HSW Pay Per View, the final stage, the final arena, the Fleet Centre in Boston… The arena that will always be remembered as the place the HSW took its last breathe and died a horrible death. The place remembered as Drew’s final location, before the job centre. The place THAT WILL WITNESS ULW’S RISE TO POWER AND THE HSW’S FALL FROM GRACE.
But Drew isn’t the only one losing something here tonight no… Flex Washington… Steve Stryker…
Thunderbolt the present day superhero tell me… You have been late for the past three weeks, you have not been training as long as the others, you have been on late night binges and Flex Washington… You also had sex with Drew’s receptionist in her office while Drew was out… I informed you all backstage and I have bought you out here because I enjoyed it and I want to do it again…Flex, Stryker, Thunderbolt…YOU’RE ALL… FIRED!

Jerry Walters:
OH MY GOODNESS! SHERYL JUST FIRED FLEX, STRYKER AND THUNDERBOLT!

Tim May:
I don’t believe this!

Sheryl:
But wait… Guys come on these are your fans, the HSW fans, take one final bow before you leave, at least have the common decency to do that.

(The three men do as Sheryl says and look around at the cheering fans who stand and applaud the three men for there work in the federation, they all face away from the ramp to the flocks of fans, suddenly from the back Sheryl steps aside as ULW members charge out! Bones, Dark Angel, Remix, Zerocent even Nathan Criston is out there! The 5 men charge down the ramp and into the ring attacking the three HSW men. Zerocent and Remix take Stryker down with a double clothesline before stomping away on him.
Criston meanwhile stomps on Washington in the corner not giving him anytime to breathe while hardcore wrestlers Dark Angel and Bones work down on Thunderbolt, Bones stomping on him with boots to the mid-section while Dark Angel slowly plants boot after boot into his head.
The boos echo through the arena louder then before as Sheryl heads backstage leaving the ULW to it, suddenly cheers pour through arena as Pulse charges out from the back!!! He charges down the ramp and slides in the ring but Bones and Dark Angel see him coming and quickly roll out of the ring before heading back up the ramp deciding they’d done there job, the fans are going wild as suddenly Criston turns right into Pulse who picks him up and hits a thunderous Spinebuster that rattles the ring! Criston rolls of the ring in pain as Zerocent and Remix turn to see Pulse standing and looking at them, the duo charge at him but he ducks there double clothesline and takes them down both down with a double clothesline of his own! The two men roll out of the ring stunned by the attack… They both head back up the ramp there faces now full of rage as Pulse shares words with them, he turns around to see all three men standing up.
The crowd are going wild as Pulse shakes the hands of the three men, even Flex is being cheered, Pulse steps back as the three men say there final goodbyes to the fans before leaving the ring with Pulse and heading back up the ramp as Pulse’s music plays through the sound system.)

Jerry Walters:
Sheryl Gray is a sick woman damn it. She fires these three great wrestlers and brings them out publicly in front of over 70,000 fans and embarrasses them before letting them do a seemingly good deed only to have her ULW thugs come out here and attack them.

Tim May:
What’s your problem, it didn’t work did it?

Jerry Walters:
Only because of Pulse, I tell you what… That young lad is a model athlete and human being in my book and he done the right thing by coming out here. Those three men didn’t deserve that.

Backstage------------------------------

(The scene opens with Curtis Jack in his locker room, he is leaning his head against a locker his body leaning out across the lounge, he stands up straight and walks into the en suite leaning on the sink, ahead of him he sees his own reflection, the eyes as passionate as ever, the need for World glory and gold desperate for his career, if he was going to do it…Now was the time.)

Curtis:
Win Curtis, that’s all you got to do, 1…2…3, you’re whole career Curtis was for this moment, was for this chance, this opportunity… Win Curtis.

Blake:
Yes Curtis, win.

(Curtis stands up shocked at the sound of his friends voice, he sees Blake Norris in his smart designer gear, his ring attire not needed as he remains injured and not able to wrestle in the match he was scheduled for. The disappointment in Blake’s face is obvious although he tries hard to hide it.)

Blake:
Curtis, tonight is your night, go out there, give it your best shot that’s all you can do. So what if this was Lethal’s match before, he was training for 2 weeks for this chance, you have been training your WHOLE career. Curtis, the world title is only inches from your grip, only a lunge away from being yours, Do this… Win this… Beat AWOL and justify your whole career Curtis, go out there and become the new World Heavyweight Champion.
Who cares if it’s ULW or HSW, that’s a suit and ties concern, you need to go out there and book your ticket to ULW Paranoia Curtis, you need to go out there and be the man, that gold around AWOL’s waste…That’s not his, that’s yours.

(Curtis nods in agreement with Blake’s words, the determination literally pouring from his skin his eyes glazed over with anticipation and maybe even nerves.)

Blake:
Curtis… No more games, no more playing… Tonight right here… You start a new chapter in the historic past of the World Heavyweight championship and become without a shadow of a doubt… THE BEST.

(Curtis smiles as the two friends prepare for the world title match only a little while away.)

Backstage--------------------

(The Scene goes back to the locker room earlier and to the lounge of the CDC, Cell Block, ReD and Crack Daddy are seen preparing for the match, Cell is being shouted out by ReD as he does some shadow sparring, Crack Daddy watches on analysing Cell Blocks technique and movement.)

ReD:
Cell when you go out there, IMAGINE THAT LITTLE FU*K LETHAL FUCKING WEAPON, AND THAT THUG, PUNK SON OF A BITCH , 6 PAC DUDLEY… There who your fighting tonight, not Isis, Lethal Weapon and 6 Pac. Go tear apart and become the champ.

Cell Block:
Isis is no more then a stepping stone you fucking idiot… You think I want her title, her gold, you think I want to beat her down and pin her for the belt… No, your right ReD I am going to go out there and think of Lethal Weapon, I am going to go out there and think of 6 Pac Dudley… AND I AM GOING TO TEAR ISIS APART LIKE I WOULD ANY ONE OF THEM TWO MOTHER FUCKERS FOR SCREWING WITH THE CDC!

(Suddenly a knock at the door comes the door opens and suddenly the sadistic smile of Eddie Vines walks in, the man has blood on his chin, it’s fresh and still warm…Cell Block and the others smile before welcoming him back. Suddenly ReD smashes Eddie over the head knocking him to the floor.)

ReD:
Dumbass, next time you learn CDC BE 4 LIFE BITCH! YOU ALWAYS STICK HERE, YOU DON’T GO AROUND TRYING TO FIND A FUCKING MEAL!

Eddie:
Yeah…YES I FUCKING HEARD YOU FOR FUCK SAKE…Mummy and me are sorry for the delay…Cell ill be at the ring… I like the look of Isis’s luscious…… Thighs and her nice big… Muscles.

Cell Block:
Good, first we destroy Isis, then I destroy the Lethal Weapon and 6 Pac Dudley once and for all.

Back in the arena------------------------

Jerry Walters:
Bane is already in the ring, now all we need is Chapel.

Tim May:
What's the obsession with Chapel?

(Loud pyro goes off, and Chapel steps out. The fan's booing drowns out the theme song, and Bane stands in the ring prepared.)

Tim May:
The fans really hate this guy. Maybe even more than you J.W!

Jerry Walters:
Chapel is making his way to the ring right now, and Bane is setting it up for him.

(Bane pushes trash cans, tables, chairs, anything he can, to block Chapel's entrance. Chapel gets on the ropes, and tries to push them aside as Bane takes a cookie sheet to Chapel's head, sending him back out of the ring.)

Tim May:
What's this? Chapel is trying to take a nap?

Jerry Walters:
If this wasn't a hardcore match, Bane would be disqualified!

Tim May:
No, really? You think?

(Bane gets out of the ring, and helps Chapel up. He takes the cookie sheet, and pounds on Chapel's side, in the damaged ribs.)

Jerry Walters:
Bane going after the ribs of Chapel. As everyone knows by now, the HSW roster faced off against ULW's very own giant, Andre Bates.

(Bane tosses Chapel back in the ring, and crawls in slowly. Chapel reaches out and grabs a baseball bat, and swings wildly at Bane. Bane laughs, until he is hit in the back of the knee with the bat.)

Tim May:
Ha! I bet Bane wasn't expecting that.

(Chapel slowly gets up, with the support of the bat, as Chapel holds on to his knee. Chapel walks over to a trash can and lifts it up. He walks over to Bane and kicks him down. Bane slowly sits up, and Chapel places the trash can over him. Bane screams loudly, as Chapel grabs the baseball bat and smiles.)

Jerry Walters:
Why is Bane screaming already?

Tim May:
Must be afraid of the dark.

Jerry Walters:
Wait a minute! I'm seeing blood!

(Blood drips from the trash can, as Chapel takes the bat to it. He pounds on it for awhile, and then yanks it off of Bane. Barbwire hooks to him, cutting him badly, and connecting him with the trash can still.)

Jerry Walters:
That was barbwire in that trash can!

Tim May:
Really? You get a gold star for stating the obvious!

(Chapel shows no mercy, and picks Bane up, by grabbing the barbwire hooked around his neck. Bane shows strength, and kicks Chapel in the ribs sending Chapel down to one knee. Bane kicks again, this time in Chapel's face, sending him down completely. Bane starts taking the barbwire off, and inspecting the cuts to his neck.)

Jerry Walters:
You know, he's very lucky the cuts weren't as deep as they should have been.

Tim May:
Eh, at least it continues on for awhile.

(As Bane checks on one cut on his shoulder, that seems pretty deep, Chapel strikes him in the knee with a pipe. As Bane goes down, Chapel wraps the barbwire to the pipe, creating a whip. He strikes Bane with the new whip, and cuts deep in Bane's back.)

Jerry Walters:
This is horrible, somebody call a stop to it!

Tim May:
Wimp.

(Chapel continues to cut into Bane's back with the whip, as massive amounts of blood begins to cover the ring.)

Jerry Walters:
What does Chapel think he's doing? This isn't The Passions of the Christ!

(Bane falls over, and the barbwire whip strikes him on his inner thigh. Bane shouts loudly, as Chapel taunts him. Chapel whips again, and Bane rolls out of the ring. He stumbles on the floor, not even getting up.)

Jerry Walters:
I don't know how much longer this can go on. Bane has already suffered incredible blows from that barbwire whip.

(Chapel climbs out, and approaches Bane. Bane sends an elbow in Chapel's face, and again in the guts. Bane goes to swing at Chapel, but Chapel wraps the barbwire around Bane's arm. Chapel begins to walk off, leading Bane with the barbwire whip.)

Jerry Walters:
Chapel is now using the barbwire....

Tim May:
As a Leash! Stutter problem acting up again?

Jerry Walters:
Look at this! Bane's arm is getting ripped to shreds.

(Chapel taunts Bane about his arm, as he leads him into the entrance walkway. He unwraps the barbwire, and jerks it away, taking a chunk of Bane's arm with it.)

Tim May:
Damn, I can see bone!

(As Bane tries tending to his arm, Chapel hooks him up, and drops him, in a Vertical Suplex, sending Bane into the rails. The back of Bane's knee hits the rails. He quickly grabs it, trying to tend to it, as Chapel reaches for the barbwire again. Chapel hooks Bane to the rails with the barbwire, and crawls back into the ring. Chapel grabs a trash can, and throws it at Bane. He continues to grab things, and throw them, until there is nothing left in the ring.)

Jerry Walters:
This needs to end, and soon.

Tim May:
I'm beginning to agree.

(Chapel gets out of the ring, and takes the baseball bat to Bane until the bat breaks on Bane's shoulder.)

Jerry Walters:
I think Bane broke a shoulder bone now.

(Chapel unhooks Bane from the rails, and drags him to the ring. He picks Bane up, and slams him down with a body slam on top of a trash can lid. Chapel gets down, and pins Bane. The referee starts the count.
1...
2...
3!!)

Jerry Walters:
Finally, this match has ended! Chapel has won!

Backstage-----------------------------

(The Scene cuts to the VIP lounge of Michael Synclaire he stands up from his couch and takes a drink of water before his door opens, he turns to see who it is a smile breaking across his expression as the person appears.)

Synclaire:
President Drew… What a surprise! How can I help you?

(The Camera turns to Drew who looks less then happy, he walks a step toward Synclaire a grim look on his face.)

Drew:
If you really wanted to help Synclaire you would go, leave, walk out of the arena now and go drown yourself in a lake. However, I know you won’t do that so it’s pointless me asking… Instead let me say this Synclaire, I did use your wealth to keep HSW afloat, but you hear those fans out there, you hear them, over 70,000 fans Synclaire and not one of them has come here to see you faggot arse win a thing.

Synclaire:
However Drew they have come to see HSW survive and without me and my weal-

Drew:
We would still be here, filling arenas making money and keeping business, we have the best roster in the world and the best talent and with the likes of Sheryl’s little investments, Andre Bates, Daemon Frost, Pulse… HSW is only going to get stronger after tonight.

Synclaire:
Only If you beat her AND me… Drew there is always once concept you never could understand, it’s the one reason Sheryl is as powerful as she is, the one reason the HSW is falling apart around you and the one reason the High Rollers have beat there way to the top.

Drew:
And what is that?

Synclaire:
The ability to cheat and bribe your way to success, the way to really dominate a federation… Look at Sheryl, she bought down the giants WFN, she actually destroyed her own father to get her own way. She is about Number one, herself, she is about success and tonight she is threatening to bring down HSW…Only me and you stand in her way.
Drew face it, if you hadn’t let Isis stand in the way of your judgement the HSW would not be where it is now, we would be at the top next to CMW, EWR even the ULW… WE WOULD BE THERE.

(Suddenly Drew snaps slapping Synclaire across the mouth, Synclaire holds his jaw as Drew looks on at the man in disgust.)

Drew:
This company will survive…It will succeed and I will die defending it…Not a man alive could take this from me…No one can take this HSW without taking me down with it… And by god… That is never, going to happen.

(Drew stares at Synclaire who is snarling at the HSW owner still holding his chin as Drew fearsomely gives the former commissioner a stare of true hatred before turning and leaving the room, Synclaire stares on in anger as the scene fades back to the arena.)

Back in the arena-----------------------

Jerry Walters:
Well that was a bad confrontation.

Tim May:
Oh, it could have been worse, imagine a Drew and Sheryl full frontal confrontation like that, it could be much worse.

Jerry Walters:
That’s true Tim, Very true.

(Suddenly Isis music hits, the fans jump to there feet as she comes out onto the stage her Television title strapped around her waist she taunts the fans who are going wild with excitement as she heads down the ring slapping hands with some of the front row, the long time champion then rolls under the bottom rope before walking to the far turnbuckle and climbing to the middle rope before taunting the fans once again. She jumps down and hands her title to the referee as her music dies down.)

Jerry Walters:
Well here is Isis and you have to wonder if she took Lethal Weapons advice to heart or if Cell Block is going to be underestimated here by the current Television Champion. So far she has defended against her belt 6 times, 4 of those occasions against the ever impressive Chapel who we saw dismantle Bane Youngblood just moments ago.

Tim May:
Well that’s true but I have two questions, one…HOW can any really respectable champion underestimate someone of Cell Blocks history and talent, the man is dangerous.

(The lights go out all except for bright red lights which light up the stage. A woman's voice sings a long note as Cell Block steps out on the stage. Both the music and the singing quicken until "Smack My Bitch Up' by Prodigy hits. Cell Block runs down to the ring and slides in and quickly uses his momentum to charge the shocked Isis who is unprepared for Cell Blocks attack he takes her down with a big clothesline before picking her back to her feet and without hesitation hitting a number of right hands, he throws her off the ropes and as she comes back toward him he grabs her and hits a devastating spinebuster before going for the pin,
1…
2…
No Kickout by Isis.
Cell Block gets to his feet and grabs her by the hair as the booing fans get louder to Cell’s smiling expression, he lifts her to her feet and throws her in the corner before slamming some huge boots into her mid-section he grabs her by the arm before throwing her across hard into the other turnbuckle. She slams into it but doesn’t fall of her feet, Cell charges at her but she lifts her boot, however Cell Block sees it coming and stops before hitting it and grabs her by the leg dragging her on her one foot back to the centre of the ring. He suddenly tugs on her leg and hits the stumbling Isis with a standing clothesline that’s backed by a lot of force. He lifts her again and throws her against the ropes but as she hits the ropes she holds on and slides out of the ring trying to regain some of her breathe. Cell though doesn’t let her sliding out of the ring right behind her, she turns hearing the crowds reaction but to late to do anything about Cell Block lifting her in the air and slamming her down onto the concrete floor. She grabs her back in pain but is given no time to move as Cell gets her back to her feet he places her over his shoulder her back rested in front of him, suddenly he charges Isis into the apron her mid-section sandwiched between the apron and his shoulder, her back crunching against the apron corner. He lifts her back onto his shoulder and suddenly charges her into the ring post before letting her drop to the floor!)

Jerry Walters:
Wow, it seems Isis really has taken Cell Block to lightly, he said he was going to come out here to hurt her and that’s exactly what he is doing, while the blood of Bane still surrounds the ring, TV Champion Isis is like Bane being pummeled.

Tim May:
It’s about time Jerry, I never liked her… Hell who does like her?

Jerry Walters:
How about me?

Tim May:
Ok, who important likes her?

Jerry Walters:
Drew

Tim May:
……… I hate you.

(Cell Block rolls Isis back in the ring before grabbing by the hair again but Isis counters as she gets to one knee and rolls Cell Block up into a pin!
1…
2…
NO Kickout by Cell Block right at the last second, Cell Block was completely took by surprise, he quickly gets to his feet again and charges the rising Isis down with a huge knee to the head that gets the fans booing again. He stomps on her a couple of times before talking some trash and hitting a devastating elbow drop before again pinning the champion.
1…
2…
No another Kickout by Isis.
Cell Block slams his fist against the mat suddenly the boos get louder as Eddie Vines Crack Daddy and ReD walk out from the backstage, Cell Block looks at them and smiles as they walk down the ramp. Cell lifts Isis back to her feet but Isis begins fighting back with right hands, she begins getting some momentum but Cell quickly counters with a hard knee to her stomach that winds her so much she falls to the ground. Cell runs off the ropes and slams his boot hard into the face of Isis!
He picks her up again and sluggishly throws her right through the ropes and to the outside before grabbing the referee and arguing with him about something, Isis gets to one knee leaning on the apron, her breathe slowly gathering but suddenly Eddie Vines grabs her from behind before hitting a terrifying reverse DDT on the concrete!
The three men begin stomping on Isis on the outside and the ref is none the wiser as Cell Block keeps him distracted, Crack Daddy picks Isis back up and rolls her in the ring before the three men duck by the apron as Cell Block pushes the ref aside and quickly covers Isis.
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NO ISIS GETS HER FOOT ON THE ROPE!)

Jerry Walters:
ISIS GOT HER FOOT ON THE ROPE! Nobody and I mean nobody can disregard Isis as a great champion she is still going after this beating, the CDC have out numbered her 4 to 1!

Tim May:
But you can tell she is going to wish she did give up The CDC are out here in force.

Jerry Walters:
Well four on one you got to believe she is looking to lose here and 6 Pac is not here tonight and as courageous and respected as Lethal is, not even he would consider to come help against these odds.

Tim May:
Only if he has a death wish.

(Cell lifts Isis back to her feet as the CDC now emerge around the ring, the ref looking confused as to where they come from, suddenly he boots Isis in the stomach and calls for a powerbomb, he lifts her onto his shoulders but Isis counters and hits Cell with a perfect Hurricanrana!
She lays motionless for a second before getting to one knee and leaning on the middle rope trying to regain her breathe, suddenly Eddie grabs her again choking her on the middle rope as the referee has his back turned, he lets go Isis falling back to the canvas as Eddie turns to the crowd smiling sadistically, Suddenly the lights go out and the fans go wild as the footage on the screen plays again, The DRB being thrown to there deaths before cutting to 6 Pac Vs Cell Block…
The lights reappear to pyro and lots of it before 6 Pac appears from the back, the fans are on there feet going wild as Dudley charges down the ramp Eddie Vines meets him at the bottom but 6 Pac wastes no time knocking Eddie to the mat with numerous right hands, Crack Daddy runs over but 6 Pac takes him out as well before ducking a right from ReD and grabbing him from behind hitting a huge german suplex that takes ReD down, but before Dudley can get back up Eddie and Crack Daddy begin using there numbers to there advantage.
Cell Block smiles at the CDC attacking 6 Pac before turning around but Isis is back on her feet she hits a huge dropkick that knocks Cell Block right off his feet and to the canvas, she runs to the turnbuckle and jumps to the top before perching herself watching Cell get back to his feet, as soon as he does she jumps off and lands on his shoulders but Cell counters POWERBOMB!
He covers,
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NO KICKOUT BY ISIS!
The fans are going nuts as Isis kicks out suddenly more cheers come as 6 Pac begins fighting back he clotheslines both Eddie and Crack Daddy to the ground Crack Daddy is the first one up BOTTLE SMASHER! Crack Daddy is out cold! Suddenly Eddie jumps on 6 Pac with a Lou Phesz press and tries biting him but 6 Pac holds Eddies head at arms reach before suddenly lifting a knee right into Eddies groin! Eddie rolls of 6 Pac holding his groin in pain as 6 Pac gets back to his feet, Cell Block is shouting at 6 Pac who is trash talking him back, suddenly from behind Isis rolls Cell Block up,
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NO KICKOUT BY CELL BLOCK!
He gets back up and grabs Isis attempting to throw her in the corner but she counters and throws Cell across the ring instead, she charges at him and goes for a big splash but Cell Block drags the referee in the way! The ref falls to the ground, Isis looks stunned she turns around but is connected with a huge Spear by Cell Block, suddenly 6 Pac slides in the ring and Cell gets to his feet, the two men are eye to eye and about to kick off, suddenly ReD comes in the ring and tries a clothesline but 6 Pac ducks and as ReD turns BOTTLE SMASHER! ReD rolls out of the ring out of it! Suddenly boos erupt, 6 Pac gets to his feet but turns right into a boot from Cell Block before he lifts 6 Pac into a suplex position… THE LOCKDOWN! Cell hits it causing the boos to ring out louder as 6 Pac lays motionless in the corner of the ring, suddenly Cell looks over to the rising Isis, he leans out the ropes to the ring announcer demanding the TV title, the little announcer doesn’t argue and hands it to him, Isis is about to turn around!)

Jerry Walters:
NO ISIS WATCH OUT!

Tim May:
This one is over Jerry!

(Isis turns around and Cell Block smashes Isis right in the face with the belt, he covers, but the referee still hasn’t recovered, he gets back to his feet and shakes the referee who slowly wakes back up, Cell Block covers again hooking the leg! Suddenly more cheers go up as Cell Blocks other opponent at Paranoia Lethal Weapon emerges from the crowd! The ref counts,
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WEAPON PULLS THE REFEREE OUT OF THE RING!
The fans are going wild, Lethal slides in the ring propping himself in the corner as the unaware Cell Block stands up, he turns…GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR! Weapon trash talks the motionless Cell Block who surely had the match won! He slides Isis onto Cell Block before leaving the ring and grabbing the referee throwing him back in! The ref counts,
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ISIS WINS, SHE RETAINS HER TITLE!
Weapon grabs Isis foot and drags her back out of the ring before placing her arm round his neck and lifting her off her feet into a cradle before walking back up the ramp with her as the CDC slowly flock to the ring, where luckily 6 Pac has also managed to leave… Cell Block goes mad as he slams his fists on the mat as he looks up to see what happened as Lethal heads backstage again. He shouts at the CDC members who are as unaware as he is!)

Jerry Walters:
Cell Block just got screwed! Friday he was attacked by Weapon and 6 Pac and again tonight! But how fitting was it!

Tim May:
How can you say that? Cell Block had the match won, Isis was going to be down for three and Lethal Weapon stopped it!

Jerry Walters:
She was cheated from gaining any momentum, 4 on 1 Tim, come on!

Tim May:
She underestimated Cell Block and that cost her the momentum.

Jerry Walters:
I agree there was a small bit of over confidence in her game but when the CDC came out she had no chance of getting back into this damn it… Cell Block knew what he was doing and purposely had her outnumbered. Isis has a fast match but what happens when you take away her speed…

Tim May:
She loses her game plan.

Jerry Walters:
Exactly and the only credit I give Cell Block is he had the experience to know that and bought his goons down here to stop her if she got to much momentum.

Tim May:
Cell Block was screwed, full stop, Isis be ashamed.

Backstage-------------------

(Weapon is seen with Isis walking her back toward her locker room, he walks in with Drew nowhere to be seen before laying her on the sofa, he stands up and goes to walk away as Isis grabs his shirt stopping him from leaving.)

Isis:
What the hell happened?

Weapon:
That was Cell Block…And the CDC… I warned you not to take him lightly and that’s why! The man is a fearsome fighter and an experienced cheat… The CDC training is all about hardcore ability, aggression and most of all cunning technique. You’re still learning Isis, it was a rookie against a veteran out there and he had your game… Look, my contract is up in a month… I’d love to train you up, next time you meet him Isis, you are going to need to know his ways and his traits…Just think about it… Get some rest girl…Champ.

(She smiles at him as he smiles back, he turns to leave as Drew walks in, the two men look eye to eye, Weapon hugely oversizing Drew.)

Weapon:
She is ok, before you ask? Just ashame it had to be me down there and not her so called love isn’t it.

Drew:
I only just saw it on replay damn it, otherwise I would have been down there as well…And from what I saw 6 Pac done the hard work not you.

Weapon:
Well I saw 6 Pac get the Lockdown and have no intention of helping your girl Drew, the guy just wanted to get a bit of Cell Block, the three of us have a bit of…History… So to speak. Isis would have lost today and got beaten down badly afterwards as an example to me and Dudley had she not been helped out there… The CDC don’t take prisoners Drew…You saw that Friday. Maybe everyone is right Drew… You have no idea what you’re in anymore, 6 Pac, Me, Cell Block the CDC… This is much bigger then you or Isis ever imagined and because of that your girlfriend nearly got destroyed out there… Be thankful.

(Weapon looks back at Isis who smiles at him again he gives her another nod of respect before looking at Drew and speaking quietly.)

Weapon:
You have to be a sick man to book someone with her experience against a man with Cell Blocks… You knew this was going to happen and you knew she was going to get hurt… Just hope it doesn’t bite you back in the arse… If Sheryl beats you tonight, it’s for the best, Isis could have been buried by the CDC tonight and you wouldn’t have even shown your face.

(Drew just stares at Lethal who refrains from hitting him, he looks back at Isis again before looking at Drew and staring him up and down like he was nothing before leaving the room as Drew looks on a face of anger again on his expression.)

Backstage--------------------

(Curtis Jack is again seen in his locker room sitting on a chair his head in his hands as he whispers to himself words of encouragement, he suddenly stands up slapping his chest shouting “Come on” as he walks out of his dressing room and toward the arena.”

Back in the Arena-------------------------------

Jerry Walters:
Well we just saw Curtis and he is looking more physically ready then ever before, this is one of the big ones tonight folks, the first of the two main events for the World Heavyweight title of the HSW.

Tim May:
How the hell does Curtis Jack think he is going to win this? I mean seriously? This is a guy who is a HARDCORE CHAMPION not a World Champion… He don’t have it.

Jerry Walters:
Tim how can you say that, Curtis Jack maybe the hardcore champion but that just shows his ability and his talent, he has more chance of being World Champion here tonight then anyone and I can feel rest assured that Curtis is going to give his all here tonight.

Tim May:
Oh come on Jerry, AWOL beat Shawn Hall for the World Heavyweight title, he broke Hall’s unbeaten record and at the same time took everything from him, the gold, his wife, everything.

Jerry Walters:
Well that is true, but Curtis is a great athlete and he deserves this shot, hell he deserves the title. AWOL hurt an innocent women, he broke up a marriage and who the hell cares if the marriage was bad, AWOL has no place to decide that, HELL COME ON CURTIS!

Tim May:
Jesus…Calm down man, your going to have a seizure if you keep that up.

(The lights go out as the entrance way lights up with red and gold spot lights. Lap Dance by N.E.R.D plays over the PA. Curtis Jack comes out of the entrance with a determined look on his face. He walks down to the ring ignoring all the fans. He stomps up the steal steps into the ring. Once in the ring, Curtis bounces off the ropes, then raises his arms in the air to the crowd. He awaits AWOL his eyes glaring up the rampway awaiting the world champion.)

Jerry Walters:
I don’t think I have ever seen Curtis this prepared for a match Tim.

Tim May:
I must admit, this looks like a man possessed, but AWOL is superior, he isn’t going to be thrown off by Curtis Jack.

(Suddenly all the lights in the arena go dark and a single spotlight shines up to the stage. Some mellow acoustic chords begin to play as the crowd gives a mixed reaction of cheers and boos. Sulley from Godsmack begins to sing "It's safe to say, you’re never alive, a big part of you has died, and by the way, I hope you're satisfied...." The curtains are ripped open at the next instant as mushroom cloud shaped pyro’s explode on the corners of the stage. The Biggest, Craziest Bastard in ULW comes storming out of the back as a heavy metal version of "Awake" roars out of the speakers. AWOL stomps to the ring, ignoring the crowd reaction, and hops up to the ring apron. He climbs into the ring and starts stretching on the ropes, glaring around at all the fans in the arena, he takes his World title off and hands it to the referee before turning to Curtis Jack who stretches off the ropes before the bell sounds.)

Jerry Walters:
Well both men look ready for this Tim, but you have to wonder if AWOL is completely focused on this match whether we are under ULW or HSW, the Paranoia event is going ahead and AWOL will be in it if he beats Curtis Jack here tonight.

Tim May:
Which he will.

Jerry Walters:
Now like AWOL you are over confident, Curtis is going to want this more then ever and AWOL is going to have to be careful Curtis doesn’t get the upper hand.

(Curtis and AWOL circle each other before locking up but with no worries whatsoever AWOL just uses his extra weight and power chucking Curtis across the ring. Curtis quickly gets to one knee a look of frustration on his face, he gets up again and goes straight for the lock up, AWOL goes for the grapple as well but at the last second Curtis dodges it and lands a knee to the mid-section of the World Champion, AWOL stumbles back a step shocked by the blow, but Curtis doesn’t give him any breathing space smashing him with a right hand that knocks him to the floor, AWOL gets back to his feet but is knocked down again by another huge right hand by Curtis that makes a clattering slapping sound across the jaw of the World Champion. AWOL stays down this time but not for long as Curtis lifts him up and holds him by the head while standing behind him, suddenly he lifts him of the ground seemingly holding AWOL out in front of him for hours before dropping hard on the back of his head!
He suddenly walks round to the legs of AWOL and grabs the champions left knee placing his foot in the knee cap before raising his foot high and crashing it down onto AWOL’s joint! The champion cries out in pain but Curtis wastes no time grabbing AWOL’s leg and locking in a legbar!
The champion quickly fights to the ropes and grabs a firm grip on it, Curtis though is possessed at hurting AWOL’s leg he stands up and grabs it forcefully pulling AWOL from the ropes before lifting his leg vertical and stamping on the back of the knee not once but twice before walking away only to go to the middle rope though, he climbs up and jumps off landing over the knee of AWOL causing the World Champ to cry out in pain again.
Curtis stands up and kneels over AWOL talking trash to him before angrily laying right hands into the man, he stands up due to the ref interfering with his wild attack, he goes back to AWOL’s leg and again locks in a legbar! AWOL is shouting in pain trying to pull himself out of it but only making the lock tighter, he manages to crawl to the ropes again to the annoyance of Curtis who lets go.
AWOL gets to his feet using the ropes, suddenly Curtis charges at him but AWOL sees it and pulls the top rope down as he moves out of the way, Curtis falls over it and out of the ring landing hard on his back. AWOL limps across the ring getting back his breathe still surprised by Curtis’s attacks. Curtis gets back to his feet and shakes of the cobwebs before climbing back onto the Apron but AWOL is there meeting him, he grabs Curtis by the throat and literally throws him over them back into the ring, Curtis quickly gets to his feet but walks straight into a clothesline from AWOL, the champion picks Curtis up before again holding him by the throat before lifting him high above his head into a gorilla press, suddenly in a flash he drops Curtis onto his shoulder and slams him down to the ground! Curtis is hurt but AWOL shows no remorse and lifts Curtis back to his feet before holding him for a big belly to black suplex that obviously hurts Curtis as he grabs his back instantly. AWOL sees the pain and smiles as he lifts Curtis back to his feet before throwing him hard into the corner before slamming hard Shoulders into the mid-section of Curtis. The hardcore champion falls to the canvas rested on the bottom turnbuckle AWOL trash talks him back mocking Curtis before leaning down to pick him up but Curtis counters grabbing AWOL’s attire and using his strength to push AWOL right through the middle and top turnbuckle and into the steel post! He crawls out from underneath the motionless AWOL and notices AWOL’s legs are still on the floor! He runs against the rope before suddenly taking the left leg of AWOL from underneath him but as AWOL reacts to the pain his head hits the to turnbuckle. He slides out from between the turnbuckles, but Curtis is again relentless going for the leg sending stomp after stomp onto the knee.)

Jerry Walters:
This is a great strategy, keeping AWOL down by attacking the leg.

Tim May:
I don’t believe I am seeing this, Curtis Jack!?!

Jerry Walters:
Believe it.

(AWOL is in pain as Curtis suddenly turns to the fans and taunts for his Snap Tap!! He walks to AWOL and grabs his ankle but AWOL quickly counter into a pin, 1…
2…
NO Kickout by Curtis Jack at the very last second! Curtis quickly gets back to his feet and charges at the rising body of AWOL but AWOL counters hitting a huge spine buster! Both men are down as the ref begins to count,
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Both men are beginning to move now.
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AWOL is up on one knee as is Curtis.
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9…
Both men get to there feet suddenly Curtis hits a right hand but it doesn’t budge AWOL who hits a cracking right that knocks Curtis right back down on the canvas, AWOL picks Curtis straight back up and throws him of the ropes, Curtis charges back at AWOL who suddenly turns Curtis inside out with a huge lunging Clothesline!
AWOL manages to stay on his feet and calls for the Daisy Cutter, Curtis gets back to his feet but sees AWOL try to kick him, he grabs the World Champion by the foot and locks in the Snap Tap!!! AWOL IS NEARLY TAPPING!! The world champ has his palm inches away from the mat, he is nearly about to lose his most precious title, he crawls across the ring just a lunge from the rope. Suddenly he does and he gets it. The ref calls for Curtis to break the hold, but he won’t, the ref begins Counting, suddenly Curtis in anger pulls on the ankle of AWOL even harder causing the World Champion to let go of the rope and for Curtis to drag him back in the centre of the ring!)

Jerry Walters:
AWOL IS GONNA TAP, WE ARE GOING TO SEE A NEW WORLD CHAMPION!

Tim May:
NO AWOL NO, DON’T TAP DAMN IT, DON’T TAP!

(Suddenly screeches come from the crowd and soon the whole arena are in shock as former World Champion Morgan Reah appears from the crowd, AWOL is grabbing the referee’s shirt distracting the referee from Morgan’s entrance! Morgan jumps on the apron and begins trash talking Curtis who can’t believe what he is seeing, the undefeated HSW champion Morgan at Synscope!! He lets go of AWOL’s ankle and walks toward Morgan his anger raising as the two men continue to talk trash to each other, Suddenly as Curtis gets in arms length Morgan grabs him by the head and jumps of the apron hanging Curtis on the top rope!!! He stumbles back right into AWOL, who rolls him into a cover,
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2…
3…
AWOL wins!
AWOL rolls out of the ring limping still from Curtis’s attack on the leg of the world champion, Morgan smiles as he stares into the ring from the bottom of the ramp at Curtis who can’t believe what’s just happened, he punches the canvas before looking out at Morgan who is now going up the ramp just in front of the World Champion AWOL who is handed his title by the referee, AWOL goes backstage but Morgan just smiles, theirs no allegiance between the two so why attack Curtis? The fans are booing loudly as Curtis hits the canvas again as the show goes backstage again.)

Backstage-----------------

(The cameras go to Sheryl Grays VIP lounge, she is in her attire now and looking more physically fit then ever before, Lethal is working through some stretches with her as she prepares for the Ownership match due to happen any moment. Gangsta Nation are sitting on the couch in the background as is Jon Oswald and numerous other ULW stars…)

Weapon:
You ready for this?

Sheryl:
Yeah baby, more then ever.

Weapon:
Good, just remember, don’t give them any breathing space and go for every pin, Drew is not going to let up lightly and trust me, I want to see that son of a bitch get all that’s coming to him.

Sheryl:
You got no worries about that… Look Nick, Weapon whatever the guys here want me to call you.

Weapon:
Sheryl, we are married, you don’t need to call me Weapon for there sake.

Sheryl:
Nick… For 6 Years me and you have been married and every day since then I have loved you more and more and I could never imagine being with anyone else. Your so supportive and loving and just want to say thank you so much for keeping me strong when I didn’t think I could be!

Weapon:
Just go out there and do you thing, you’re a good girl and a hell of a fighter, hell you were the first and last HSW Lightweight Champion. Go out there and win the match, win these guys the ULW for good…Win me the ULW.

Sheryl:
I will… The fans hate me and personally that’s fine because I hate them as well, but that’s not going to stop me from doing this, nothing will… But I want to ask you something?

Weapon:
Go on, fire away?

Sheryl:
Your leaving ULW after Paranoia even against my protests and this is likely to be my last ever competitive match… One last time walk with me to the ring… Stand in my corner.

Weapon:
9 Years of wrestling together, 6 years of marriage, former wrestling tag team champions, my wife and mother of my beautiful child… I will never EVER say no to standing by your side… Let’s go.

(Cheers and shouts of support come from the voices in the background of the ULW roster as Lethal and Sheryl leave the locker room.)

Backstage------------------

(Drew is preparing in his locker room, the room is empty all apart from Isis who is still laying on the couch, he turns to her and smiles.)

Drew:
I love you Isis.

Isis:
I love you two, but right now isn’t the time to be thinking about it Drew, you need to be out there fighting for the HSW, fighting for this company, fighting for everything those initials stand for. Go out there and do it Drew, Win for us.

(Drew nods approvingly.)

Drew:
Isis I’m sorry about the match earlier, I honestly didn’t know it would happen otherwise I wouldn’t have booked the match.

Isis:
I am a wrestler Drew, this comes with the territory, now stop thinking about all of that and get out there and do this, fight for the HSW and destroy Sheryl and her ULW dream.

Drew:
I will, trust me… I will.

(Drew blows a kiss to Isis who smiles at him before he leaves his locker room heading for the main event.)

Backstage--------------------------

(Michael Synclaire is seen finishing the tying of his boots, he slaps his calf muscles before standing up and jumping on the spot flexing his neck muscles…He stops for a second and closes his eyes before suddenly opening them again shouting words of self encouragement as he leaves his locker room preparing for the HSW main event, possibly the last ever one.)

Back in the arena--------------------------

Jerry Walters:
Well this Is it ladies and gentleman, the HSW Synscope PPV main event… Sheryl Marie Gray, President Drew and Michael Synclaire all in the match to end all matches. This is the big one, the big event, the one that will crown the end of an era for either a whole federation in HSW, or for the legendary Devil Child who’s career is possibly on the line here if she loses.

Tim May:
I really don’t know how to call this, If Drew wins I’m in a job, if Sheryl does I’m in a job, if Synclaire does I’m not. So Synclaire is the man I am against, but can we really say anything about the co-owners, if we call it wrong we could lose our own careers…Surely?

Jerry Walters:
That’s true, well Tim, we can only do our best.

(Suddenly with that Michael Synclaire’s music hits as the fans give him a mixed reaction. He walks out no taunting, no cocky gestures, completely focused and prepared for the match, he stretches his arms once more before walking down the ramp and quickly entering the ring still with no taunting, his music dies down as the fans await the next opponent. Suddenly Payback by Slayer hits the speakers and the fans cheer loudly for the HSW owner as he walks out, his mind set on the match at hand, he walks down the ramp and toward the ring, Synclaire is staring at him not letting his gaze leave the HSW owner for one second, Drew goes to step in the ring suddenly though Synclaire charges him sending a knee crashing into the face of Drew knocking him back out of the ring to the outside!
Synclaire jumps out and goes right for Drew walking him to the barrier and slamming his head across it before throwing him head first right into the steel post! He quickly looks under the ring and pulls out a chair! The fans are booing loudly already, Drew gets back to his feet and turns right into Synclaire who slams the chair right over Drew’s head bending it over the Presidents head and cutting him open early in the match!
Suddenly Points of Authority by Linkin Park hits as the fans boo louder then ever, Sheryl walks out her husband beside her the two of them taking there time to make there entrance, they slowly walk down the ramp as Synclaire continues to pound on Drew the reach the ring and Sheryl gives Weapon a kiss before Weapon walks round to the ring announcer and takes a seat next to him, Sheryl slides in the ring and calls to Synclaire to throw Drew in the ring!
Synclaire sees her and the respect between the two is obvious, Synclaire lifts the bloody Drew to his feet and rolls him in the ring, suddenly Sheryl charges at the turnbuckle running at it before jumping onto the middle rope and flipping herself onto her hands and landing straight across the body of Drew.
She covers to the sudden screeches of the fans, 1…
2…
No Drew kicked out.
Sheryl stands up and begins stomping on Drew as Synclaire enters unaware Sheryl tried to pin the HSW owner, he begins stomping on Drew also before the two of them lift Drew to his feet and throw him off the ropes, they go for a double clothesline but Drew ducks it as the duo turn around Drew suddenly hits a huge double clothesline that takes both of them down! He gets back to his feet and begins stomping on Synclaire before kneeling over him and laying in some hard right hands!
He stands back up and sees Sheryl near the ropes back on her feet, he charges at her hitting her with a big clothesline that knocks her right over the top rope and to the outside, he waits for her to get up before suddenly leaning back on the top rope and flying over them landing right onto Sheryl to the fans delight. He picks her up again and sets her up for a reverse DDT but suddenly Sheryl grabs him by the shoulder using it as leverage to wrap her legs around the head of Drew and hitting a converted Hurricanrana!)

Jerry Walters:
WOW! Tim you have to give Credit where credits due and that was a superb move, I have never seen that move ever done!

Tim May:
That was certainly different and very well pulled off, but come on, who the hell are we cheering for her damn it Jerry?

Jerry Walters:
Well I got to admit I want to stay in HSW, so I have to root for Drew.

Tim May:
Well so do I! But I never agree with you so I am going for Sheryl!!

(Sheryl and Drew both get to there feet but Suddenly Synclaire flies over the ropes landing right on top of both of them! All three of them are down outside and the fans are on there feet! Synclaire gets back to his feet and lifts Drew up he suddenly sets him up for a suplex, the fans are shouting loudly as suddenly Synclaire drops Drew right across the corner of the apron the middle of his back bending across it before knocking him to the floor!
Synclaire turns to Sheryl but she is already on the Barrier, she jumps off landing on Synclaires shoulders and hitting a very impressive Hurricanrana! She stands up again and rolls back in the ring before climbing a turnbuckle, both Drew and Synclaire are back on there feet next to each other, they turn to face her but as they do Sheryl dives off the top rope with a huge shooting star press onto both men! She gets back up and lifts Drew back to his feet before lifting him into a flapjack sending him chest first across the steel steps, he hangs his head over one side the pain of the blow unable to make him move, but Sheryl sees an advantage and takes a run up before running at drew dropkicking his head right into the side of the Steel steps causing more blood as his nose crunches from the blow!
She goes to attack him again but Synclaire stops her lifting her onto his shoulder looking to hit a spectacular move of his own but Sheryl counters wrapping her nearest arm round his neck and sliding herself off his shoulder to his front and bringing him down with a huge DDT on the concrete!
She gets to her feet again and rolls back in the ring as the fans continue to boo her, she waits for Synclaire to get back to his feet, when he does she charges at the turnbuckle running up the ropes before jumping off the top and connecting with big splash! She gets back to her feet but Drew has the chair, Sheryl turns but gets smashed right across the head with the weapon!
The bloody president picks Sheryl up and rolls her in the ring before entering himself, he lifts her onto her feet and hits a good snap suplex before calling for his Finisher!!! The Camel Clutch Sleeper! He climbs onto her back and lock it in!!! Sheryl is unable to do anything! Weapon rises from out of his chair but doesn’t need to do anything as Synclaire rushes in and boots Drew right in the face! He lifts Sheryl in the air and throws her off the ropes, she flies of them with pace but counters the idea of Synclaire and goes for a crossbody but Synclaire ducks and Sherly lands right on the referee! She gets back up and turns to Synclaire who doesn’t do anything to her! The two of them face each other as Drew gets back to his feet, suddenly they both take Drew down with a double clothesline!)

Jerry Walters:
What the hell is going on? Synclaire had a chance to take Sheryl out!

Tim May:
There in league, there together Jerry!

Jerry Walters:
NO! NO WAY! Synclaire entered himself in this match all the time n purpose to make it two on one against Drew!

(The two of them stomp away on Drew who is helpless! Suddenly its Tyson! The Commissioner runs down the ramp and slides in the ring going right hand for right hand with Synclaire suddenly Sheryl comes from behind slicing the knee away from under the older Tyson! The fans are in shock at this as Synclaire attacks Tyson, he throws him against the ropes before hitting him with a huge Spinebuster! Tyson rolls out of the ring as Synclaire turns to Drew who is being choked in the corner, both Sheryl and Synclaire left Drew from the corner and throw him against the ropes, both bending over going for the double back body drop, But Drew counters kicking Synclaire in the mouth and charging him down with a huge clothesline! He turns to Sheryl and takes her down as well as the fans go crazy! Synclaire gets back to his feet but stumbles against the ropes suddenly Drew charges Synclaire again hitting another big clothesline that knocks him over the top rope! Sheryl slowly gets back to her feet, she sees Drew and charges him, he does the same and the two collide hitting a huge double clothesline taking each other out down hard! Suddenly the fans jump off there seats as Isis appears from the back she runs down the ramp and waits by the apron cheering on Drew to get up banging the apron suddenly Synclaire slides a sledgehammer into Sheryl! The fans are going wild with boos as the sledgehammer just lies between the two owners neither able to get up and reach it suddenly Isis slides in the fans going wild!!! She grabs the sledgehammer looking over to Synclaire who looks shocked! Weapon jumps out of his chair as well as Isis stalks Sheryl with the Sledgehammer, both owners are getting up Sheryl is on her feet, Isis lunges with the weapon… AT DREW!!!! She slams the weapon right down Drew’s throat as the fans stand in utter shock as the Presidents girlfriend smashes the hammer into his face!! Sheryl doesn’t hesitate and climbs with her last bit of energy before jumping off the top rope GREY DAY, GREY DAY, GREY DAY!
She covers straight from the huge frog splash, 1…
2…
3…
SHERYL HAS WON!)

Jerry Walters:
NO, NO DAMN IT! SHERYL IS THE WINNER, BUT WHAT THE HELL IS ISIS DOING!?!

Tim May:
OH MY GOD, NOT EVEN I CAN BELIEVE THIS…ISIS!!!

Jerry Walters:
The fans are in shock here, I am in shock, Tim is in shock, even Lethal Weapon is in shock!

(Weapon, Synclaire and Isis left Sheryl to her feet, Weapons hand out a T-shirt to all of them who put it on marking the name the “High Rollers!” The fans are booing loudly as Points of Authority blare through the speakers, Sheryl leans on Weapon who continues to tell her “you done it babe” “It’s yours”. The fans are still in shock as Synclaire and Isis stand over him talking trash. Weapon signals to them to go backstage, they all begin to leave the ring except for Isis who says she will meet them at the ramp. She walks to the far end of the ring and takes a mic from the announcer as Drew begins to wake up again, he gets to his knees to see Isis smiling evilly in the corner at him, her eyes looking glazed over with excitement, the music dies down as Isis begins to speak as a confused and upset Drew sobbingly asks “why?”)

Isis:
Why Drew? Why did I cost you the makings of your life? WHY DID I DO TO YOU WHAT YOU WERE HAPPY TO DO TO ME EARLIER ON AGAINST CELL BLOCK? Why did I hurt you? BECAUSE IT WAS COMING DREW…Your not an owner, your not a man…Look at you cry, a man doesn’t cry a man fights, but you have never been a man Drew in more ways then one…
Drew your pathetic ball of a life is a mess and now you have nothing…Why would I want you now, you have no money, no future, no prospects, you’re a waste of human life and those people standing up there THE NEW owner of the HSW or should I say the ULW is giving me the chances you never did…IN ONE MONTH DREW, I have an international and World title shot, hell, I am going to Paranoia in the main event damn it…Had it been you I would be defending my title against Chapel again!
Drew WE ARE OVER, THIS IS OVER, HSW IS OVER…Hell, I’ve been cheating on you anyway!

(Drew’s face suddenly turns from one of hurt and pain to one of anger, he get to his feet, the most amateur of lip reader making out “what?” “who?”)

Jerry Walters:
This could be bad!

(Suddenly Drew in rage corners Isis in the ring shouting in her face, his face red from anger!)

Drew:
Who? Who is it? What is it are they scared, are they afraid to face me?

Isis:
You want to see them? Fine!

(Drew turns to the ramp looking at the confused High Rollers, Lights Fade And Turn To Gold And Then Begin To Flash As "Liberate" By Disturbed Begins To Play. Suddenly the fans are even more shocked as the words Shawn Hall appear on the screen!! Suddenly the lights return and a pumped up Shawn Hall appears from the back, Drew can’t believe it, Shawn walks down the ramp and climbs into the ring before walking to Isis and kissing her! Drew is going crazy he charges Shawn HALLOCAUST! Drew is laid out flat in the ring as Shawn stands over him talking trash before the two of them leave the ring and join the High Rollers group who stand at the top of the ramp arms held in victory as the show comes to an end the view of former President Drew the last the wrestling world will ever see of him as the show fades to black.)