January 14th - And the Chaos Reigns!


(The shimmering letters of the ULW appears on the screen and disappears before re-appearing, suddenly the scene opens in the Osaka arena and standing in the middle of the ring is the FUF General Manager Conrad Gray flanked by his personal bodyguard, the ever sexy Lady Lust. Boo’s are echoing out at his appearance yet amongst them comes a wolf whistle from some of the male fans.
Suddenly Conrad lifts the microphone and gives an evil smile, he looks directly into the default camera and begins.)

Conrad:
Tonight Ladies and gentleman of Japan, of American, Canada, the UK and all around the world, you are going to see a women’s champion crowned, a TRUE women’s champion, injury free and ready for action week after week if I ask her to.

But that is not all, tonight ladies and gentleman Cortez tries to escape with his Xtreme title again and ill bet good money that this time…He will not succeed! He may have got away last week, but the ULW’s so called number one superstar is going down this week and ill bet good money that it happens!

And finally for your viewing pleasure…We will finally have the contract signing you have all been waiting for, Johnny Kingdom Vs Hurse, World title on the line, the two men will stand in the ring for the first time since Worlds Ending and sign there names on the contract…It is then we reveal the three choices in our interaction poll!

(Suddenly the smiling Conrad disappears behind the fading blackness of the picture before suddenly Break Stuff by Limp Bizkit hits the speakers and the screens of all, the pictures of Daemon, Kingdom, Hellkat and others show over the screen followed by Hurse locking in his finisher followed by a shot of Cortez covered in blood but holding the Xtreme title over his head. The scene then skips to Silencer hitting a tremendous Superkick on Bullseye before the flock are seen together at there most powerful, Ash’s foot on the chest of Lethal Weapon. Kingdom is then seen hitting Frost with a chair before the chorus comes to an end with his hand raised high in the air the World title hanging down from it.)


ULW Fucked Up Friday, Castle Hall, Osaka, Japan


(Suddenly Break Stuff hits the speakers again in the arena and the fans jump to there feet excited as fireworks suddenly explode from the rampway and the turnbuckles causing all kinds of different colours to illuminate the locations inside before the cameras fly around the packed out Castle Hall looking at there fine pieces of work and great banners that they have bought along with them to the arena, the instant message from the boards expressing the growing popularity of Chris Cortez!)

Jerry Walters:
LADIES AND GENTLEMAN….welcome to the Castle Hall, here in Osaka, Japan. My name is Jerry Walters and sitting with me here for a show that is bound to be historical in ULW’s history, is Tim May and Tim, what a night its going to be with a new women’s champion being crowned and a contract signing for the World title match at New beginnings!

Tim May:
You’re right it is going to be huge and you know the best news, Lethal Weapon is not here! That’s right, he got scared and he did not come back from his week away!!! Also Ash Fierro shows the flocks strength when he beats the World Champion tonight and for a third night running Flock are going to rule the roost Jerry!

Jerry Walters:
Well you mentioned two things of interest there Tim, firstly, The world title. Controversy is all that surrounds it right now, Johnny Kingdom seems to have hit yet another losing streak, Hurse was named unfairly the number one contender for such title and there is no end of whining about who should be given a shot, and secondly, Lethal Weapon… Why he is not here, I have no idea, but what I do expect, is it had something to do with Conrad Gray and The Flock!

Tim May:
Oh nothing new from you then, typical Conrad is the devil type crap!

Jerry Walters:
No, Conrad makes the devil look heavenly!

(Suddenly as his name is mentioned Mo’ Money, Mo’ Problems hits the speakers and the fans raise to there feet to see Conrad stepping out a smile on his face, the women’s title over his shoulder, next to him is Lady Lust his trusty bodyguard the two of them stop on the top of the ramp and look cross over the swarms of fans who show there growing hatred for the duo more and more as they both step down toward the ring. They reach the apron and Lust jumps up on it opening the ropes for Conrad who walks up the stairs and climbs through them before moving to the far end of the ring and lifting the belt in the air before walking back to the centre of the red carpeted ring and placing the belt on a red cushioned lector piece that holds the belt at a nice angle for the cameras to shoot. He then takes a microphone from the announcer and lifts it to his mouth.)

Conrad:
Now, now you people need to calm down because we have a lot to do in this ring tonight and not a lot of time to do it!

(A loud boo suddenly echoes out from the fans again as Conrad just shakes his head in disapproval as Lust signals for them to shut up.)

Conrad:
Fine, then keep booing. You see, tonight I have some announcements to make, firstly with Sheryl taking the week off for personal reasons and Lethal Weapon no showing it seems I am the centre of questions and queries so…Let me introduce the man who is going to help me tonight…Marshall Wright, my new PA!!!

(The FUF tune of Break Stuff hits again as Marshall Wright, formerly the reporter and friend of Vivian Fox and AWOL suddenly appears from the back in a suit and holding a briefcase, he is smiling and looks well looked after as he heads down the ramp and steps up the steel staircase before climbing through the ropes and shaking the hand of Conrad and Lust before standing behind Conrad as he continues.)

Conrad:
Now I know what your all thinking…I hired Marshall as my PA for no reason but to annoy Vivian? Well I think that is just low and unoriginal of you, I mean my god people I have done so many intelligent acts I would not stoop that low! No, I hired Marshall because he is a clever mind and a good set of hands to help me mop this FUF roster into shape and get things running the way I want them run.
Now…Before I give this title to a woman who deserves this belt this honour, let me first talk about New beginnings and about my match with Lethal Weapon…Now as you can all see for yourselves, he is not here, he is not in this arena, from how I understand it, he even left Japan!!

(Boos are sounding out along with a “Weapon” Chant)

Conrad:
Forget it people, that son of a bitch left the ULW when he didn’t show tonight and he left you guys behind all so he could defend his precious title elsewhere, oh that’s the place…Canada!!

(More boos sound out as Conrad smiles widely, suddenly Natural High by Union Underground hits the speakers and the fans boo much, much louder as Flock appear from the back lead by Ash, next to him is Angela and behind them Gerard Angelo and Killswitch, the four of them just walk right down the ramp and in there signature styles enter the ring. Ash then grabs the microphone from Conrad before watching as Lust stands in front of the CEO and just stares the Flock down. Conrad just smiles at this and takes another microphone from the announcer who hands it to him from the outside.)

Conrad:
And what can I do for you…Flock?

Ash:
Actually Conrad…You cannot do a thing, we are here to take Angela’s women’s championship and we are fed up with your babbling about Lethal Weapon! You see the reason he is not here, is not because of you, its because of me! I am the one he fears, I was in CWA and I am here as well. You are just some rich boy, no name who lives off his sisters reputation.

Conrad:
Shut the hell up!

Ash:
Or what? You will get little miss silence on me?

Conrad:
Ohhhh… You have never met Lust have you? I mean you guys have never seen what ‘little miss silence’ can do…

Angela:
Is there a point to this or can I just take my title now?

Conrad:
Oh…By all means, take the belt.

(Angela shakes her head and walks to the lector reaching for the belt but as she does Lust suddenly knocks her arms away from the belt and fires a large palm strike into the chest of the flock lady knocking her back into Ash who looks ready to fight as does the rest of Flock 4:20 as Conrad just smiles and confidently paces behind Lust.)

Conrad:
And there is the big ‘Ah’ where we have our problem, you see, Lust was appointed my bodyguard for good reason. I am not a well liked man in this business or out of it, the only people who like me are people like me! Your kind and mine, we don’t get along, we try, but we don’t.
So lets not bother trying Flock, we don’t like each other and that’s the final big point on this, however…We can help each other, you see you hate Lethal Weapon, Ash, same as me, maybe more and fighting my brother in law is not something I intend to do…Alone…So you help me…I help you…

Ash:
Are you saying you want me at your match with Lethal?

Conrad:
Yes and No…I am saying I want you to make sure Lethal is disposed of BEFORE my match with him if he I stupid enough to come back to the ULW and I want you to do it so that he is never able to return!

Ash:
And in return?

Conrad:
In return…Ill be a man of my word and give you what you want more then anything in the world. Ill give you a World title shot at ULW Valentine’s Evil. Next month against whomever the World champion is at that time!

(Ash’s face suddenly gleams and a smile appears on his expression as he raises the mic again.)

Ash:
And all I have to do is make sure Weapon is taken out and easy picking fo you at New Beginnings?

Conrad:
Now you got it…

(Ash just leans back as Gerard talks into his ear.)

Ash:
You know Conrad, we have wondered what is up with you, your this Gray boy and here you are giving us chances, Angela has a big chance against Hellkat, your offering me World title shots, Gerard TV title shots, Killswitch Xtreme chances if he chooses…What is all this in aid of?

Conrad:
Take it as a kind hearted welcome…A good gesture.

Ash:
Ha! A good gesture…Well I accept your ‘deal’ Conrad, but let me make this clear... The flock are not your boys, there not your people, we will happily beat your ass down as much as we would Lethal’s…So Conrad…Don’t cross us…

(Conrad looks a little intimidated as Ash points toward the ladies title, Angela just smiles and walks toward it but as she does the sound of Feuer Frei by Rammstein hits the speakers and the fans go nuts!! Suddenly former Women’s and World Champion Hellkat walks out from the back in her Katzilla costume, she heads down the ramp ignoring the cheers from the fans and then clambers into the ring before unknowingly knocking Marshall Wright aside with the suits tail before grabbing a mic from the announcer and just staring at the Flock and the GM with his duo of assistants.)

Hellkat: What's this buncha phoney-baloney! Ya got another group who are off messing with the corporate suits, and now some public bottom kissing! I GOTS MY OWN CORPORATE SPONSER! SO WHY ISN'T IT ME WHO'S GETTING THE SPOTLIGHT?!

(Conrad goes to speak but Hellkat just puts her hand in his face and waves her finger as if he were a little boy who had done something wrong.)

Hellkat:
NYAH! I am not finished!!! If I recall I was the last women's champion, so before you give this Gothic love queen the belt how about you do things correctly for once and give it to me? Because the LAST TIME you guys took a title from somebody that couldn't wrestle and didn't give it right back to me, the whole world thought you were a bunch of ugly old perverts! YOU HEARD ME! PERVERTS! And now, after cementing my rightfully earned number one contendership, status, ya go 'n give the belt shot to HURSE! HURSE fer Pete's sake! The guy that makes the proverbial 98 pound weakling look absolutely ripped.

(Conrad nods approvingly to the distaste of Angela.)

Conrad:
Ok, Ok I see your point and it’s valid, but you and Angela meet at New Beginnings, tonight you have Gerard Angelo!! You cannot fight him for the Women’s title!?!

Hellkat:
Why the heck not!?! He wrestles like a girl!!

(Gerard suddenly leaps forward but is held back by Ash and Killswitch)

Conrad:
Look… This is not going to happen…If you two cannot back down then NEITHER of you will be women’s champion!

(The fans cheer as Angela goes mad at this and has to be held at distance by Ash, Suddenly “Big Pimpin” by Jay Z hits the speakers, the fans are looking a little confused at what this is but suddenly from the back Shane Leonard appears, the fans suddenly jump to there feet and go crazy as the former GM walks out looking fit and healthy, he smiles at the group in the ring and stands at the top of the ramp for a moment taking in the huge eruption around him before heading down the steel aisle toward the ring, before jumping on the apron and taking the microphone from the hand of Conrad Gray and smiling as the GM already fumes red in the face at the sight of Leonard!!!)

Leonard:
What the hell is this? What in the hell is this? I am going for a mere few months and you let this place go to hell!

(Conrad is fuming further as Leonard’s music comes to an end only for him to look at the Women’s title and smile before going into his jeans pocket and throwing a piece of paper down at the feet of Conrad. Marshall just kneels down grabbing it and looks as annoyed as the rest of them as Shane raises the microphone again.)

Leonard:
You see, it seems, Lethal may not be here tonight, but he outsmarted you straight away Gray, he not only made certain with that piece of paper that Vivian REMAINED the women’s champion!! Yet she will be doing it through none other…Then me!

(A huge eruption explodes from the fans as Marshall and Conrad look over the contract meanwhile Hellkat and Angela are arguing this)

Angela:
WHOA! This is Bullshit, you are a man for one and two what right do you have, or authority do you have to come into this god damn ring and make those kind of assumptions, what Lethal signs a piece of paper and now YOU are the women’s champion!

(Suddenly Marshall hands Conrad a new mic)

Conrad:
In fact…That is the case…This is legally binding and Mr. Leonard has decided to ruin my plan for the title tonight.

(The tone in Conrad’s voice is more like a growl and his eyes are piercing the flesh of Shane Leonard who just smiles and takes the women’s title throwing it over his shoulder. He then runs his hand through his hair and turns to leave the ring but in the midst of Conrad being mobbed by angry voices, the CEO lifts the mic.)

Conrad:
Hold it there Shane!!

(Shane Leonard turns and faces Conrad wondering what the GM wants with him now.)

Conrad:
If you are going to be our Women’s champion then you are going to need to prove your worth as women’s champion… Next week I am booking you in a three on one match…

(Shane just grins and nods.)

Conrad:
Against Piddle and Plop the idiot duo…

(His grin gets wider.)

Conrad:
And….HURSE!!!

(It disappears!! Leonard’s jaw just drops before he just angrily accepts the match put in front of him and leaves the ring before walking up the ramp and lifting the Women’s belt above his head just pissing all those in the ring off one more time as his theme music plays over the speakers one more time as the show goes to commercial.)


Commercial



Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
What a start to the show!! Shane Leonard is back in the ULW as the women’s champion in place of Vivian until she returns, this is great Tim!

Tim May:
No it is not!! She should have been stripped completely and not allowed to have any kind of representative, damn it even Bullseye dressed as a woman deserved that more then Vivian did!

Jerry Walters:
Ah yes, Bullseye…That was truly disturbing! But I disagree he deserved it more, Vivian fought Hellkat a world heavyweight champion for the women’s title and won with a damaged neck and was then brave enough to try and help her friend Rebecca Raines last week in the centre of this ring!

Tim May:
No trying to help her friend was stupid and hurt her further!

Jerry Walters:
You see this is why you have no friends!!

Tim May:
Why? Because I wont break my neck and then run to save them when there in trouble! Hell no! Let them fight there own battles!


Chastity Vs Rebecca Raines


Walters-Next up we have the contest pitting Rebecca Raines and Chastity against each other, obviously with both looking to further their position in the women’s division.

The lights turn shades of white and sky blue as Chastity comes to the ring with a smile on her face. She high fives fans on the way down, pauses at ringside before sliding in on her stomach, smiling warmly at the audience as she rises to her feet.

Walters-Chastity has had some success recently, taking on the combined forces of the Young Gunnaz with her Glamour Girl back up and scoring some wins.

May-Bah, Chris Hunter got screwed and you know it.

Walters-Indeed, and apparently that’s what caused all the problems between the two of them.

May-Was that a joke? I’m about to go into cardiac arrest!

Everything Goes Black and a single red spot light comes up as Vampira by moonspell Hits after a few momwnr 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 as she stares at Chastity

Walters-This young lady, however, can’t seem to buy a win these days.

May-No kidding. I haven’t seen a losing streak like hers since we dropped the second atomic bomb.

Walters-Jesus Christ Tim! We’re in Japan! You can’t say things like that!

May-That’s funny, I’m pretty sure I just did.

Chastity tries to come to the center of the ring to meet her opponent, but when the bell rings Raines simply stands in the corner, glaring at her. Chastity tries to smile and tell her that she can trust her, but Raines simply curls one lip with rage before charging out of the corner at her opponent. Chastity, however, suspected something like this was coming and ducks the lariat attempt, reaching up to grab a fistful of Raines’ hair and drag her to the mat. She quickly hitss a leg drop onto the downed Vampiress and goes for a pin fall, but Raines kicks out after two. Undaunted, Chastity pops back up to her feet and runs for the ring ropes. Raines gets up to all fours when Chastity gets back, dropping a baseball slide into Raines’ ribs and doubling her up in pain.

Walters-Ooh, brutal maneuver by Chastity there. She isn’t pulling any punches.

Chastity gets back to her feet and looks at the still downed Raines, a disappointed smirk on her face. She then dashes over the top of Raines, springboarding off of the middle rope and looking to hit an asai moonsault. Raines however pulls her knees up, allowing Chastity’s abdomen to collide with them painfully.

Walters-Chastity may have gotten a bit cocky there and underestimated Raines’ recovery power.

May-It’s pretty tough to underestimate Raines.

Rebecca gets back to her feet, stalking the downed Glamour Girl. She quickly charges forward to deliver a soccer style kick to the side of Chas’s face. Raines then drops to her knees while straddling Chastity’s chest, pinning both of Chastity’s arms to the mat and leaving her helpless as Raines unleashes a maniacal fury, grabbing a fist full of the Glamour Girl’s hair and slamming her head repeatedly up and down into the mat. The ref calls for her to break it off, but Raines instead dives forward and begins clawing and biting at Chastity’s throat, eliciting a frightened scream from her. Chastity however keeps her head and reaches up with her legs, showing remarkable flexibility as she hooks them under Raines’ arms, pulling her to the mat and trapping her in a pinning predicament. Raines kicks out at one and a half and both superstars roll to their feet, Chastity nursing a fresh set of red bite and claw marks on her throat region. Raines charges towards Chastity, looking for some sort of spear, but Chastity quickly leapfrogs over the top, allowing Raines to instead bounce off the ropes. As she turns and charges back, however, she’s caught with a monkey flip from Chastity. Raines lands painfully on her back, but ignores the shock of the impact to hop right back up to her feet and charge again, only to be quickly hip tossed to the mat!

Walters-Rebecca Raines seems to be her own worst enemy in this thing. I understand that she’s upset over what happened to Vivian, but she’s going to have to calm down or Chastity is going to keep manhandling her like this.

Chastity decides to slow things down a bit and drops to apply a sleeper to Raines as she’s trying to rise back to her feet, eliciting a cry of frustration from the latter. Raines is running on sheer adrenaline now, and with an almost superhuman strength starts to force both herself and Chastity back to their feet. Chastity almost seems to let go of her downward press for a second, but only because she quickly hauls Raines into the air and back down in a sleeper bomb, dropping to the mat shortly after to reapply the hold to the now much more docile Raines. Raines starts to fade and swipes feebly for the ring ropes, but is nowhere near them. Her arms start to droop, and Chastity yells for the ref to check her. He drops down to comply, lifting Rebecca’s arm and watching it drop for one. He signals this to the crowd, and lifts it again, letting go and watching Raines fight for a second, but inevitably drop her hand again for two. The ref holds up two fingers and the fans start to clap in rhythm, willing Rebecca to power out of the hold. The ref grabs for the arm again. He releases and the arm drops…but Raines catches it! Her hand clenches into a fist and pumps angrily in the air as the crowd cheers their approval, and Raines again starts to push back up to her feet. Chastity fights it for all she’s worth, but a pair of quick elbows to her ribs forces her to release the hold. Raines quickly launches a kick into the back of Chastity’s knee, forcing it to buckle and drop Chastity to a kneeling position as Raines dashes off of the ropes behind her and launches a double front kick into the face of Chastity. Chastity is knocked over backwards, gasping her mouth in pain as Raines hits the ropes once again, this time coming back for a rolling thunder style somersault splash on her downed opponent. She gets back to her feet, her eyes alight and soaking in the cheers of the audience as she heads to one of the turnbuckles.

Walters-Uh oh. What do you suppose Raines has in mind here!

May-Nevermind that, look who just decided to crash the party!

As Raines reaches the top rope the cheers turn to boos as Lady Lust dashes down from the entrance ramp to the ringside area. Raines looks around in confusion at the sudden change, but is too slow to react as Lust hops up onto the ring apron and shoves Raines sideways, sending her flying to the outside of the ring to smash face first into the crowd barricade. The ref turns around to see what happened, shouting at Lust who gives an innocent smile and even helpfully bends over to toss the now unconscious Raines back under the bottom rope and into the ring. Chastity, still dazed from the earlier maneuvers and not having seen what happened drops to cover her, and the referee reluctantly counts the one…two…three.

Walters-Chastity wins, but I don’t think she’d be very happy with the win if she knew what just transpired between Lady Lust and Rebecca Raines. I guess this means Conrad’s decided nearly crippling Vivian isn’t enough, he has to ruin her life by destroying her one real friend as well.

May-Well, that’s just the result of Vivian’s poor judgment in not accepting Conrad’s truce offer and Raines’ stupidity for ever associating with the girl. Maybe they’ll both learn a lesson.

Walters-Mark my word, folks, you haven’t heard the last of this one.


Backstage


(Chris Cortez is seen entering the arena the Xtreme title over his shoulder he carefully looks around the lobby for a moment to see if anyone is coming before opening a door and walking in. He closes the door and looks a little relived to have made it this far without being attacked.
He places his belt down and his bag and jumps up and down on the spot for a moment before walking to the en suite and to the basin splashing some water on his face, he then grabs the shower curtain and tugs it across to see Ophelia standing with a referee, the three of them just stare at each other for a second not knowing what to do first before suddenly Cortez turns and sprints from the shower room grabbing his bag and his title but Raines spears him down and tries for the cover,
1…
NO! Cortez kicks out and quickly gets to his feet as does Ophelia, she then runs at him but Cortez ducks the clothesline attempt and jumps out of the door as if his life depended on it before closing it and locking it! The fans are in hysterics of laughter as Cortez just sits outside the door ignoring the banging coming from inside.)

Cortez:
For god sake…Give me strength!!

Bob:
MNOOSE!

Cortez:
Oh damn it!

(The scene fades to black and head back to the arena.)


Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
It’s going to be another tough night for Cortez and you can bet your ass there are going to be lot of people after that title. It is becoming well known now that you can just jump in for that gold and the whole fed is slowly joining the bandwagon!

Tim May:
Conrad Gray said it earlier today, Young Chris should have been the Xtreme champion from the very beginning and the fact Chris Cortez holds it is just an insult to Conrad’s beliefs and claims and he will be a marked man if he doesn’t give in that title this week!

Jerry Walters:
It takes the smallest of thing to become a marked man here on FUF, between Sheryl and Conrad Gray anything can get you in trouble and those damned siblings are the spawn of evil itself, so bargaining your way out of it is not an option, as Teresa has found out recently.

Tim May:
Yeah and if she doesn’t pay for what she done to Conrad last week then we are seeing no justice where it should rightfully be enforced.

Jerry Walters:
It is strange Conrad didn’t mention it earlier on, but rightful justice, my god Tim, if you want to give this situation rightful justice then you would have seen Teresa’s apology for knocking Sheryl off the ring apron back in November accepted, but did she? No! She tried to kill the women and now Teresa is after rightful revenge…

Tim May:
Well, Yeah, that’s one way of looking at it!

Jerry Walters:
And you can think of another?


Daemon Frost Vs Hurse


(The arena lights dim, the fans seated in quiet anticipation, over-viewing both the ring and the entry way, growing anxious to see more competition. Finally, like an answer to their prayers, the opening lyrics of Breaking the Habit by Linkin Part descend upon them. They turn towards one another in disgust, vocally describing their hatred for the man about to enter their sights.
They divert their attention back to the stage where Hurse now strides out upon, his arms outstretched to his sides with his head buried beneath the hood of a sleeveless trench coat. The upper portion of his face is shadowed by the dark red clothing, the bottom half nearly dragging upon the stage. A giant H is printed upon the back in a black hue, surrounded by a flaming sun pattern. He starts down the ramp at a slow, brisk pace, moving with a great deal of arrogance in the direction of the ring. The fans bombard him with a variety of chants, the majority of those being of a purely disgusting manner which merely fuel him.
His confidence is overwhelming as he strolls up the steel stairs slowly, a pear of golden tights coming into view beneath his hooded coat. The letter H is posted upon both of the legs of his tights, highlighted by a dragon pattern which wraps around them. He pulls his hood back and stares out over the fans at the many flashing lights, listening to the crowd broadcast their utter distain over his presence while he slides the trench coat off of his upper body, revealing a thing of dark bands clinging to his wrist. He tosses it aside and then slides through the ropes into the ring strolling to it's center with his eyes aimed upwards at the heavens, his arms extended outward to his sides, finally pausing as he prepares for in ring action.)

Jerry Walters:
And here is our delightful number one contender, this guy makes me sick, how the hell did he get that contendership spot in the first place!

Tim May:
Because he is great Tim and he deserves it after the way he allowed Kingdom to win that match and don’t deny that Jerry, me and you both know that Hurse deserves this shot because it was HIM that made Kingdom champion, nobody else!

Jerry Walters:
I disagree totally, but the man he face next might not and you can beat your cotton socks that this match is going to be brutal, it was only at Bloody Massacre in October that these two men faced off and it saw Hurse take a fall from a great height that lift him out of action for 2 months.

(Daemon Frost walks from behind the curtain to a huge reaction from the fans. 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, a complete contrast to the violence that will ensue shortly. He walks, completely focused to the ring, one foot in front of the other, where he quickly hops up onto the apron, pulling on the ropes before stepping into the ring. Daemon slowly rolls and cracks his neck and stretches his arms, waiting with great anticipation for the violence to begin again as he stares angrily across at his opponent and long time enemy Hurse.)

Jerry Walters:
What you have to recall is that Hurse and Kingdom use to be like two peas in a pod and there hatred for Daemon was pretty much equal and vice versa, so having these two men anywhere near each other could not only be a bad move for the chances of Hurse if he is to fight in just two weeks for the world title, but could also be a big boost for Daemon if he wins and his chances of getting his title back!

Tim May:
What do you mean HIS title? It is not his title and soon it won’t be Johnny Kingdom’s either!

Jerry Walters:
That remains to be seen and later on tonight we will see Hurse and Kingdom in that very ring for the first time one on one in a long, long time and there is no saying how much anger is vented within those two.

(The bell sounds and both men warily move around each other, circling the ring, the memories of there former confrontation haunting them as they stare at each other, suddenly as they look to pounce Hurse backs away and dives between the ropes as Daemon presses forward and causes the ref to hold Daemon back. Hurse just gets back fully in the ring before taking a deep breath but as Daemon storms in again once more he jumps under the ropes causing the referee to block Daemon’s path, Frost suddenly shows his short temper and tries to push the referee aside but as he does Hurse comes out of the ropes and hits him with a thumb to the eye before grabbing him and slamming right hands into his jaw over and over again, he then hits some furious stomps before throwing a European uppercut into the bent over Daemon’s face!
He grabs the former 2x Champion and pulls him out of the ring before turning him to face away in the opposite direction before placing his head under his arm and lifting him into a back drop causing him to grab at his neck. Hurse just rolls onto his feet and stands over Daemon before stamping on his face crudely and smiling as Daemon grabs the centre of the pain.
Hurse turns back to Daemon and once more lifts him to his feet before picking him up as if going for a powerslam but grabs his head for a reverse DDT and drops him down onto his feet before dropping him with the move before rolling onto frost ad going for the pin, hooking the leg.
1…
2…
NO! Kickout by Frost)

Jerry Walters:
Hurse has the upper hand here by the use of some pretty low start of match tactics in my opinion!

Tim May:
Low or not, they worked and that’s what matters!

Jerry Walters:
So it seems right now!

(Hurse grabs the head of Frost and lifts him up as he stands himself before throwing him off the ropes, as Frost comes back he ducks down and lifts him high in the air with a huge back body drop that crashes Daemon to the mat back first causing him to arch in pain, however he quickly rolls to one knee but only to have Hurse grab him again and lift him into a corner before hitting a big chop across the still painful chest of Daemon who yelps a little in pain, he then hits another and another, but as he goes for one more Daemon ducks it and pushes Hurse in the corner before hitting some fast chops of his own followed by some stomps, he grabs the former Xtreme champion by the head but as he does Hurse comes out with another thumb to the eye that the referee sees this time and instantly shouts at Hurse about. He grabs Daemon and throws him back in the corner hitting some uppercuts before lifting him onto the top rope and climbing to the middle one, but as he does Daemon fires of some right hands to the head of Hurse that knocks him back off the ropes and to the mat, Daemon then perches himself on the top and as Hurse turns to him flies off, but Hurse sees this and catches Frost perfectly before dropping hard with a huge Spinebuster before instantly rolling over him hooking the leg,
1…
2…
NO! Kickout by Frost again!
Hurse complains about the count this time by the referee and gets up to his feet before grabbing Daemon and lifting his dazed battered body back up, he lifts him for a suplex but suddenly Daemon counters falling behind Hurse and grabbing him by the waist before picking him up with a huge German Suplex that causes Hurse to fall onto the back of his head before rolling away from the momentum!
The fans are going nuts as Daemon counters and the former world champion just gets up to one knee before climbing to his feet, still a little dazed, across the ring from him he sees Hurse also getting up, but he runs across toward him but heads off into the near corner instead before jumping off the middle rope and landing on the shoulders of Hurse who has just stood up and throws him with a Hurricanrana right back into the centre of the ring before quickly rolling onto the apron and jumping to the top rope!
He perches himself there waiting for Hurse to get back up but suddenly boos echo out as from the back as Piddle and Plop rush out and head down the ramp, Daemon suddenly notices a few no names and even Allen Rage present climbing from the audience, there has to be at least ten people running to his place on the turnbuckle, but suddenly Daemon flies off with a huge cross body that hits the large group dead centre taking all 12 of them down the last two arriving just as Daemon made impact!!)

Jerry Walters:
MY GOD!!! Daemon just attacked his attackers!

Tim May:
So many people want this bounty Jerry! I can’t believe the old names coming out of the woodwork for this!

Jerry Walters:
You are not kidding!!

(Daemon stands and grabs a few of the no names throwing them over the barrier before grabbing Rage and throwing him into the steel post knocking him flying. Suddenly Plop tries for a clothesline but sloppily misses and Daemon just grabs him from behind before going for what looks like a reverse DDT but instead he drops him neck first across his knee!! Piddle the big fat one of the two then looks to crush Frost but Frost suddenly boots the big man in the nuts before looking in the ring to see Hurse back up to one knee, he slides in and goes to bounce back off the ropes but as he does IT’S INGO SHESAKI!!! The big Japanese monster appears from nowhere even though his contract was terminated by Weapon at Worlds ending and grabs the foot of Daemon tripping him!
Frost turns to see him and trash talks him as the fans scream out to Frost, but its to late and as frost turns Hurse takes his legs away and locks in the LEGEND LOCK!!! Hurse holds it and locks it in as hard as he can and Frost is reaching out for the ropes but he is nowhere near them, suddenly to the surprise of many the pressure it puts on his upper body and his already burning chest is enough to make him tap and the fans boo’s bellow out as Hurse’s music hits once more.)

Jerry Walters:
GOD DAMN IT!!! Daemon was set to win this and once again the mob makes its way down here for the bounty! My question is who the hell is the person holding this bounty on the head of Frost?

Tim May:
I think it’s Monica!

Jerry Walters:
HIS MANAGER!! Why would she do it?

Tim May:
Why wouldn’t she? Anybody is a suspect right now Jerry and I don’t think Daemon can really trust anyone anymore.

(Hurse leaves the ring with Ingo by his side a smile on his face as Frost just grabs his leg in pain. Suddenly a good few members of the mob roll in the ring but as they do Daemon rolls out and the former champion escapes once more through the crowd looking wearily around him before glaring back at the men in the ring as the scene goes backstage.)


Backstage


(The scene opens with Shane holding the title belt over his shoulder for the women’s division, he shines it with the cuff of his shirt before suddenly realizing that standing ahead of him in the doorway of his locker room is none other then Rebecca Raines, she is looking unhappy at her loss earlier in the night but just walks up to Shane and glares at the title belt.)

Shane:
Can I help you?

Raines:
No, but I did come for a reason, and that to give you a message…

Shane:
I see, and that message is?

Raines:
Not to get to comfortable with that title belt, because Vivian is going to be back soon and she is going to have it back, so don’t get attached.

Shane:
Whoa there little girl, attached? Me? No, no, I am simply holding this for her, I have it in paper and everything, even if I wanted to keep I couldn’t, my contract runs out on her return.

Raines:
Oh…

Shane:
So don’t worry, I wont be holding this as my own, just as Vivian’s

Raines:
And you know you have to defend that title right? At New Beginnings?

Shane:
I know and don’t worry, ill do it well. I won’t be losing Vivian her title belt!

(Raines nods before suddenly a smiling Corina walks in, the glamour girl looks Shane up and down and bites her bottom lip as Raines watches confusingly on.)

Corina:
Wow, a man holding the women’s title and a pretty good looking man I must say…Any chance me and you could ‘get in the ring’ for that baby you hold on your shoulder?

Shane:
That’s not up to me, but I wouldn’t mind a little ‘warm up’

Rebecca:
OH FOR GOD SAKE…PLEASE!!! This is sickly!!

(A laughter comes from the crowd watching on the triple screen as Raines stares at the two of them who stare back at her.)

Raines:
I mean guys, this is really corny innuendo stuff here made for typical American sopas or something, what the hell are you guys doing?

(Corina just looks at Shane who looks back at Corina.)

Shane:
You’re a little touchy, I just thought I’d mention that

Rebecca:
Touchy…No, no…I am fine…I am not touchy AND ITS NOT BECAUSE I MIGHT BE MISSING VIVIAN EITHER!!!

Corina:
Sure!

Shane:
Yeah, ok!

Rebecca:
It’s the truth!!

(Suddenly a sigh is heard at the doorway, all three of them turn to see Lady Lust smiling, Raines instantly grits her teeth in anger, but Lust seems un-intimidated and just enters the room before looking at the gold on Shane’s shoulder, her clothing is pretty revealing and she just looks into the eyes of the male champion as he looks back trying not to dribble.)

Corina:
Ok…This is Sad…

Raines:
……

(Lust just smiles and looks back at the two women before stepping out from between them.)

Corina:
So little miss silence what are you going to do now? Play a game of charades with us?

(Lust just grins as Raines continues to hold back her rage.)

Raines:
In fact Lust, why don’t you tell us all why you took away Vivian from the ULW, why don’t you tell us all why you attacked me with a god damn chair and why don’t you tell us all why your nothing more then a scab who kisses up to big old Conrad gray!!

(Suddenly Lusts eyes flare up at Raines who is looking ready to pounce also.)

Raines:
Oh wait…You can’t talk right!

(With that Lust sends a furious palm strike into the chest of Raines but is jumped by Corina who brings her down by the hair, Raines then jumps on her as well and somehow in the confusion all three women have got themselves into a good old traditional cat fight, Shane is just smiling at this and drinks down some of his coffee before Conrad suddenly appears in the doorway obviously not impressed.)

Conrad:
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON??

(Shane just grins at Conrad who watches the three women angrily step away from each other Lust stepping to his side and whispering in his ear.)

Conrad:
I see…So this is all over the Women’s title.

(The two ladies and Shane look confused as this had nothing to do with the title.)

Conrad:
Ok, ok, you know what we are going to do…Tonight I am making the Ladies title match official, Shane will defend that belt at New Beginnings even after his three on one next week and he will defend it against Rebecca Raines…

(Corina and Lust look equally shocked.)

Conrad:
OR…Corina

(Lust is now the only one looking offended.)

Conrad:
OR…My very own Lady Lust!! The two ladies not chosen in the interactive poll must face each other in a stereotype match of my choice…Let’s say…A Mud bath match a match where both ladies fight in wet horrible mud and the winner is the lady who manages to pin her opponent in the mud for a three count! Lust follow me, I have a duty I need you to perform!

(Conrad leaves the room followed by a smug looking Lady lust as Raines and Corina just stare each other down with Shane still looking happily at the attention he just got and the feel of the title over his shoulder.)


Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
Did you hear that? The women’s title will be defended against Raines, Corina or Lust at New Beginnings and the two women not chosen will fight in a mud bath match!

Tim May:
I know, I know, I heard the whole thing, a mud bath match, how great is that going to be, pure eye candy for the male species Jerry!

Jerry Walters:
Yes, I am not sure the two women in the match will approve but nonetheless Conrad has booked it and its going to happen!


Teresa & Bullseye Vs Young Gunnaz


Ron is Writing this


Backstage


(Frost is looking pissed about his loss earlier on tonight and sits in his dressing room watching over the footage off the mob entering his match, he shakes his head and stands up before turning the television off, as he stands he turns to see none other the Lady Lust in the doorway of his locker room, his eyes squint and the words of Conrad earlier in the night “I have a duty for you to perform” echoes in his mind.)

Frost:
You’re here for this bounty as well?

(Lust just nods and smirks at Frost who remembers her powerful palm strike from the last time they met. He walks around his chair leaving a gap between the two.)

Frost:
Then come and get it.

(Again Lust nods acknowledging this and flies forward with a palm strike that Daemon sees coming and knocks it out of the way before lifting a knee to her chin knocking her to a vertical before going for a clothesline but she ducks it and hits a number of small fast palm strike to the pressure points of around the centre of his back before hitting a powerful strike that knocks him forward out of his locker room and skidding along the marble floor. Lust just grins and stands out of stance back to her normal swing of the hips motion, Frost just painfully turns onto his back and looks up at her as she walks toward him.)

Frost:
Who holds the bounty on my head…Conrad?

(Lust just smiles wider and shakes her head as Frost scrambles back to his feet and prepares for round two with Lust.)

Frost:
Who? You are with the hierarchy…You must know who holds the numbers over my head?

(Lust nods in agreement before throwing another strike at Daemon that he blocks an another before kicking Lust in the stomach and throwing her into a large number of boxes that collapse around her. She stands up and daps the blood on her lip with her gloved fingers before licking it up sexually with her tongue and turning back to Daemon who just prepares for her again.)

Daemon:
WHO IS IT!?!

(Suddenly she just waves as if to say goodbye, Daemon lunges forward to stop her leaving but as he does Piddle and Plop come from behind and begin attacking him with the mob again as Daemon battles his way out of it.)


Also Backstage


(The scene opens with a tired Chris Cortez holding the belt in his hands as he hides behind some boxes up a lobby, in the background Bob can be seen sniffing and calling out Mnoose as he looks for the Xtreme champion but walks off in the other direction as Cortez looks around seeing him leave before getting to his feet and walking away down another lobby as he does, he sees Frost being jumped by a mob and just smirks before opting to go the other way, he does but as he turns standing in front of him is the huge body mass that is Bob.)

Bob:
MNOOSE!!

(Cortez just sighs as the shot goes back to the arena area.)


Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
Is Bob even on the ULW Paying books anymore?

Tim May:
No I think he is LSW now!

Jerry Walters:
So what the hell is he doing back there chasing Cortez around for?

Tim May:
Your guess is as good as mine!

Jerry Walters:
Chaos continues back there and with no regulator it is not going to get any better… But what we did see was a very strange confrontation between Lust and Daemon!

Tim May:
No shit!! They were having some kind of Hollywood battle back there and Piddle and Plop ruined it!! But as it’s them its ok!!

Jerry Walters:
I was referring more to the fact that we now know the bounty was not Conrad, but we do know that Lust has the knowledge of who it is!

Tim May:
Yeah, Shame she cannot speak isn’t it! Awww, Poor Daemon!


Killswitch Vs Silencer


(The lights go off, and Starr, Killswitch's eternal servant walks him to the ring slower than the music lets on to be. Their movements counter the heavy metal sounds of rob zombie. Iron head plays and they walk down the ramp Killswitch and Starr walk to the middle of the ring. Starr blows out a black candle, as soon as it is blown out, red flames burst from the ring posts and lights back up to a fully prepared Killswitch, only to find that Starr has disappeared.)

Jerry Walters:
Well, that was different!

Tim May:
Where did that dude with the candle go? Quick Jerry, check under your seat!

Jerry Walters:
I’d rather not know!

(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 the Television title wrapped over his shoulder. 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:
The new television champion looking for his first win here in his new era and against a member of this flock team who are proving time and time again just how dangerous they really are.

Tim May:
Why do we have so many demonic people in this federation, I mean they scare the shit out of me when they manipulate those fireworks like that!

Jerry Walters:
Tim, Disney’s Bambi scared you!!

Tim May:
THAT WAS A LONG TIME AGO!!!

(The bell sounds and Silencer just stands still in his corner as does Killswitch neither of the men moving, suddenly Killswitch moves and walks to the centre of the ring before raising his arm high calling for a test of strength, the 5ft 11” Silencer just stares at this gesture from the 6ft 5” Killswitch and smiles before meeting him in the ring and locking his hands around those of his larger opponent.)

Jerry Walters:
This could be a big mistake by Silencer, Killswitch is the much bigger man!

Tim May:
We have an idiot for a television champion who wears make up! Great!

Jerry Walters:
Do you listen to yourself!?!

(Suddenly Killswitch puts his weight down on the TV champion instantly getting the upper hand but Silencer seem to have it planned and as he falls to his knees he puts his head between the legs of Killswitch before standing and flipping him over causing him to land on his back, the fans are going nuts at the way Silencer broke the test of strength, Killswitch gets up a little shocked himself but as he turns is met with a standing dropkick that knocks him back into the corner.
Silencer quickly gets back to his feet and jumps onto the middle rope showing his quickness before slamming in punch after punch to the head of Killswitch, the flock member suddenly regains some composure though and bursts from the corner holding Silencer in the air before dropping him to the mat and taking his legs away before holding them and falling back catapulting him toward the corner, however Silencer manages to show his cat like awareness balancing on the middle rope before stepping up to the top one as Killswitch stands and turns right into a moonsault from the Television champion that takes both men to the mat!
Silencer is quickly back up knowing that will not hold the bigger man and runs off the far ropes before rolling back toward Killswitch then jumping across his stomach with a standing swantom drop, he covers with the hook of the leg,
1…
2…
Kickout by Killswitch.)

Jerry Walters:
Faced pace start and an impressive one by the new TV champ who is looking determined to win this match against the stable mate of his PPV opponent Gerard Angelo!

Tim May:
But he hasn’t done yet, you watch the Flock will be successful

Jerry Walters:
Going by the last two weeks, they have certainly not done anything that would question that statement, but Hellkat, Silencer and Johnny Kingdom…I cannot see them getting three out of three this week!

(Silencer gets to his feet and runs to the turnbuckle before jumping to the middle rope and perching himself there as Killswitch rolls onto his hands and knees, suddenly Silencer flies off hitting the big Flock member with a devastating Leg drop that takes him down again, Silencer just rolls back onto his knees before climbing onto the back of Killswitch and setting him up for a camel clutch, he locks it in and Killswitch is just gritting in pain, not even daring to let out a gasp of pain as Silencer locks in the hold harder, suddenly though he gets up onto his knees loosening the hold!
Silencer sees where this is going and gets off his back letting go off the hold before running off the ropes and coming back at the Flock’s demon but runs right into his big boot as he explodes to his vertical base and lifts his leg to the height of Silencer’s head!
Boo’s are echoing out as the shell shocked Silencer dazed gets to one knee falling against the middle rope before grabbing the top one and lifting himself up, Killswitch suddenly charges him but Silencer ducks and lifts Killswitch right over the ropes to the outside before instantly running across the ring hitting the opposite ropes and jumping over the ones he was originally leaning against right toward Killswitch with a crossbody, but the Flock member is up and prepared and catches Silencer taking a step back to keep his balance as he does. He then charges him back first into the apron, then the ring post before throwing him backward right onto the safety mats with a fallaway slam!!)

Jerry Walters:
BIG MISTAKE! Big mistake by Silencer, and now Killswitch has some big impact counters on his opponent that may just swing the tide of this match!

Tim May:
What did I tell you? Easy win Jerry from this point on!

Jerry Walters:
Silencer needs to gain some composure and get some space, he cannot fight toe to toe with this huge being and he will fail if he tries

(Killswitch gets to his feet and walks to Silencer who is on one knee but painfully before lifting him up and powerslamming him right onto the steel rampway panels causing Silencer to arch his back in agony, Killswitch however gives him no time to regain strength and lifts him once more to his feet before throwing him onto his shoulder before walking him to the ring and rolling him back inside. Silencer is hurt but instantly manages to get to his feet and run off the far ropes, Killswitch climbs on to the apron but sees this to late as Silencer slides back kicking his feet off the apron and causing him to land face first against the apron, but it seems not to effect Killswitch who watches as Silencer runs off the far ropes and charges back at him once more for another baseball slide but as he does Killswitch side steps causing Silencer to fall to the outside right in front of him right in line for Killswitch to hit a devastating clothesline that nearly takes Silencer’s head off!
The flock member just grabs the TV champion again before rolling him back in the ring and climbing onto the apron he then goes to the top rope himself and the 6ft 5” male just perches himself there waiting for Silencer to stand, he does and Killswitch flies off hitting a well placed Missile dropkick that takes the TV champ down, Killswitch covers,
1…
2…
No, kickout by Silencer.)

Jerry Walters:
Killswitch is really getting the upper hand here

Tim May:
I know, god I love being right!

Jerry Walters:
It doesn’t happen often, so it must be a good feeling!

(He gets up and grabs Silencer once more before grabbing him around the head as if in a headlock before running at the turnbuckle, he runs up it and goes for THE RAVENOUS AFFLICTION…But Silencer counters grabbing the ropes as Killswitch falls backwards going for the Reverse DDT part of it and lets go of Silencers head fallen stomach first on the mat as Silencer painfully regains some composure in the corner, Killswitch stands and turns back to his opponent A TWISTED MIND SUPERKICK!!!! Silencer just explodes from the corner and takes the head of Killswitch nearly right off with a tremendous impacting Superkick he goes to cover, suddenly though boos echo out as from the back Gerard Angelo runs down the ramp!!
He jumps up on the apron as Silencer hooks the legs of Killswitch and covers but the referee is battling with the TV title contender to get off the ring apron, Silencer notices there is no count and gets to his feet to see what is happening but as he stands his eyes glare with anger through his face paint as he sees a smiling Gerard Angelo who jumps back down off the apron, but as he does Killswitch grabs Silencer from behind and rolls him up for the pin,
1…
2…
3…
Killswitch stole one!!
The fans are booing as his music begins again, Killswitch just rolls from the ring and joins the smiling Gerard Angelo on the rampway as Silencer slams his fist on the mat as the shot goes backstage once again.)


Backstage


(Cortez is shaking his head as if he can’t believe his night, he throws the title over his shoulder and turns back to Bob who just stands behind him a smile on his face.)

Cortez:
Ok Bob…Enough now, I am fed up playing Hide and seek, I have a match next and I got a locker room of guys trying to beat down on me, I cant play games with you while I’m dodging all these other people!

(Bob just drops his head as Chris shakes his head more.)

Cortez:
I have been running away all night and everywhere I turn you are there in front of me saying that word all of the time and each time you make me think I am going to be attacked by yet another angry mob!

Bob:
Bob’s good at Hide and seek!

Cortez:
Yes…Bob is!

(Suddenly Cortez’s face scrunches up and he looks disgusted at Bob.)

Cortez:
Damn it Bob did you just fart?

(Bob just giggles as Chris Cortez leaves the room looking frustrated while holding his nose as Bob just dances in his smell singing the Bum, bum song.)


Commercial



Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
That was it!!! Bob was playing with Cortez, he was playing hide and seek all night and we thought more was going on!

Tim May:
What a fat idiot!! Doesn’t he realize he could just squash Cortez and be the Xtreme champion of the ULW and instead he is letting him run away with the belt, Cortez has managed to go half the night and still remains Champion for god sake, Conrad is going to be fuming!

Jerry Walters:
You’re not kidding but I think the mobs attack on Daemon has helped as well at keeping the attention of the grief stricken Xtreme Champion who can be relieved that next week Conrad has put together a rule stopping him from being attacked next week when he fight Acid Rain from SCW!

Tim May:
Oh yeah, what a night that’s going to be next week, when our Xtreme champion defeats Acid Rain in the first SCW Vs ULW match! Even ill cheer for Cortez next week and that says a lot!

Jerry Walters:
That does say a lot! Well, its that time again, so we make way for Ron and Bob for the Xtreme title match!


Xtreme Title Match
Chris Cortez Vs ???


"HEY FRANKENSTEIN! WHAT'S ON YOUR MIND?!" The Murderdolls' "Dead in Hollywood" blares over the PA, with the triple screen flipping between the music video and various accomplishments, and lack thereof, of our Xtreme Referee for this evening. SPIDER is walking down to the ring, Bag O TryX under his arm, writing in a notebook. "I will not hit my finisher on participants in matches I referee" is written over and over and over inside. During the backstage segments the usual announcers have made for the coffee machine, hungry to satisfy their unholy fixation for that powerful brown liquid.

Bob: Here are Bob and "Cheese Cutting" Ron, here to bring you, the mnoose-loving fans of ULW, another Mnoosetreme Title match. I wonder who Christmas Shorts faces this week, Ron?

Ron: Well Bob, Christmas Shorts... er... Chris Cortez is running risks by remaining Xtreme champion, absolutely anyone could show up for this match. The Ghost of J. Edgar Hoover could show up and wrestle this match.

Bob: Bob doesn't like ghosts, they smell like poop bum.

Prolifik's "One of A Kind" blasts over the PA as the Xtreme champion, Chris Cortez comes walking to the ring, posing for the fans. He begins digging stuff out from under the ring and throwing it in, getting it in there before the match starts, SPIDER rolls out to help, promising this week that he won't be hitting anybody with any move whatsoever. The hardcore fair this week is a bit more sharp and pointy then last week's, as several barbed wire board, a small canvas back, and a giant stuffed panda

Ron: That champion coming out first, going against the usual rules.

Bob: Yes, but if Christmas's challenger comes out first the surprise party will be ruined.

Ron: You got that right Bob, Cortez looking a little winded here, care to speculate on why?

Bob: (giggling) Christmas Shorts and Bob were playing hide and seek all night.

In the ring Cortez has a mic.

Cortez: I'm getting kind of sick of this, coming in here and having absolutely no clue who I'm going to be wrestling week after week. I even have to watch my back all the time when I'm OUT of the ring as well! This fat bastard....Pointing to Bob.

Cortez: Was running after me all night trying to get my title!

Bob: Bob isn't fat, Bob is pleasantly plump!

Cortez: But anyway, let's bring my opponent, or opponents on out here!

The arena lights dim and Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata" begins to play. Cortez' eyes go wide and his jaw drops. As Daemon Frost walks out onto the entry ramp, Cortez visibly pales.

Ron: IT'S DAEMON FROST!

Bob: Dead Man's Fro is a former ULW World Champion, and he's out here wrestling Christmas Shorts for the Xtreme title!

Ron: This isn't going to be a very pretty match, what with Daemon Frost being a particularly violent individual, and the truly Xtreme weaponry in the ring this week.

Bob: Barbed wire was invented by Bob's great grandpa "Cattle Keeping" Bob, in order to keep his moo cows from wandering into the living room and making plop on the carpets.

Frost and Cortez stand eye to eye, well slightly askew, as Frost is about three inches shorter. Cortez begins the match by slugging Frost in the face. SPIDER calls for the bell, and Frost slugs Cortez right back! The two trade punches back and forth, before Daemon gets the advantage, driving Cortez back into the corner, where Daemon keeps raining down the blows. SPIDER doesn't go in to break the count, as it's a Xtreme match, no disqualifications. Daemon takes Cortez out of the corner wit ha drop toe hold, just barely missing the barbed wire board in front of Cortez. Disgusted Daemon picks Cortez up, and blasts a few stiff chops across Cortez' chest, the hits the drop toe hold, this time having Cortez' face connect with the board. Cortez is bleeding from the forehead less then a minute into the opening match.

Bob: SOMEONE SPILLED KETCHUP ON CHRISTMAS SHORTS!

Ron: Let's hope those shorts are stain resistant, Bob.

Daemon pulls a groggy Cruze back in the corner and leaps up top for the Frost Special, when out of the crowd jump a number of men in black masks and jumpsuits, one hops onto the apron and quickly shoves Daemon Frost off, Frost barely managed to avoid the barbed wire strewn about the ring. The trio of ninja-dressed wrestlers all carry kendo sticks.

Bob: It's the Gaijin Ninjas from AWO-Japan! The tall one is One, and he's the leader. The shorter heavier one is the power wrestler his name is Two. The weird on with the purple headband grabs people's bum, he's Three.

Ron: Together they form.... Devastator!

Bob: What is Ron talking about?

Ron: Sorry. How do you know so much about these three, Bob?

Bob: Due to the Mnooseville time zone, Bob can watch any show in the world when he wants to!

Ron: So you watch AWO-Japan?

Bob: No, Bob watches Power Rangers, and AWO-Japan is one channel down and easy to watch when Power Rangers is on commercials. Bob doesn't like commercials. The person who invented commercials is a mean, and Bob wants to beat them up.

Ron: Anyway, they seem to be out here in an attempt to collect the mysterious 100,000 dollar bounty placed on Daemon Frost's head by a person or persons unknown.

Bob: Bob knows who it was!

Ron: REALLY?!

Bob: It was a mean!

The Gaijin Ninjas begin taking it to Frost with repeated shots with their kendo sticks. A groggy Chris Cortez pulls himself up using the ropes. Cortez grabs Three, spinning him around and taking the kendo strike, whacking the Homo Ninja straight between the eyes. Cortez drops down for a cover, and SPIDER manages to count the two, before the other two ninjas pull Cortez off.

Ron: Cortez trying to end this match quickly, by pinning anyone within his reach. He wants this over and done with right now.

Three is back up, with One and Two having abandoned the splintered kendo sticks, and are now working over Frost with a double chicken wing and some kicks to the chest. Three whips Cortez into the ropes, but Cortez reverses, and backdrops Three over the top rope, to the floor. Cortez ducks and rolls out to the floor, with SPIDER following the champion. Cortez covers Gaijin Ninja Three.

Ron: WON! TOO! COUNTO TOOO!

Bob: What is Ron doing?

Ron: Counting in Engrish, Japanese-English mix, why?

Gaijin Ninja One slides out of the ring and begins trading blows with Cortez back and forth on the entry ramp. Back in the ring Ninja Two has pulled Frost up and propped him in the corner, looking around for a barbed wire bat to utilize. Finding one he picks it up and holds it in the air, the Japanese fans begin to murmur, a low buzz filling the air as Ninja Two charges, but Frost side steps, the bat connects wit hthe top rope and springs back and hits Gaijin Ninja Two right in the face. To the cheers of the crowd, Frost leaps up top and delivers the Frost Special to Gaijin Ninja Two. Meanwhile at the top of the entry ramp, Cortez has gotten the better of Gaijin Ninja One and is pounding his head repeatedly into the stage set. Cortez grabs one in a reverse waistlock and drills him right into the metal mesh of the stage with a German Suplex.

Ron: Frost is out of the ring and running up the entry ramp!

Bob: Dead Man's Fro must really want the Xtreme title. I wonder if the belt is just a big bunch of chocolate wrapped in gold foil. Mmmm....

Ron: Yes Bob, we know, we know.

Cortez meets Frost coming down with a spear, sending Frost's head bouncing off the ramp. The pitch and angle add a little difficulty to the move as Cortez rolls a few times after hitting the spear, due to the incline.

Bob: Hey! Christmas Shorts is doing Bob's Mnoose Sausage to the ramp!

Cortez pulls one of the barbed wire boards out of the ring and drops it on Frost, grabbing a steel chair to protect himself, Cortez executes a leg drop on the board, making a Frost sandwich with steel, wood, and barbed wire. Cortez shoves the board off and covers Frost. SPIDER runs down, and almost slips on the ramp, dropping down for the count. One.... two...

Ron: Frost kicks out!

Cortez gets up, unbelieving that Frost kicked out. He picks up Daemon by the hair and rolls him into the ring. Cortez reaches down and grabs the canvas bag, smiling in a most sinister fashion. He unties the top and upends the bag, spill out onto the ground thousands of tiny, metallic, sparkling...

Ron: OH MY GOD!

Bob: Buttons.

Ron: WHAT THE HELL?!

Cortez' face drops in disappointment

Bob: Somebody's been sniffing strange mnooses and forgot to put the thumbtacks in the thumbtack bag.

Shaking his head over the disappointment, to the amused chuckles of the audience, Cortez goes to pick up Frost, and it met with a low blow. Outside the ring the Gaijin Ninjas have regrouped and are discussing their plan. Frost takes Cortez by the head and spikes him onto the mat with a solid DDT. Sighing and shaking his head SPIDER pulls a broom out of his Bag O TryX and begins sweeping the buttons out of the ring. This is cut short however when Frost snatches it and uses it to apply a modified Dragon Sleeper to Cortez. SPIDER drops down, asking Cortez is he gives in. Cortez is refusing.

Ron: Daemon Frost driving that broomstick into Cortez' back, which also shoves the shoulders up and forward, enhancing the already painful Dragon Sleeper.

The Gaijin Ninjas slid back in and proceed to lay the boots into Daemon Frost, breaking his hold on Cortez. The trio hefts him into the air for a triple team maneuver that looks like two parts hip toss, one part powerbomb. The three dive on him, raining down a flurry of punches. A woozy Chris Cortez looks down at the brawl and jumps on top of the pile, seeing that the champion is now, through three degrees of Gaijin Ninja, pinning a challenger SPIDER drops down for the count! One.... two.... three!

Ron: Against all odds Chris Cortez retains his Xtreme title against former two time World champion, Daemon Frost.

Bob: Bob thinks that the presence of the bounty on Dead Man's Fro helped in this match.

Ron: Would you like to try and collect the bounty on Daemon Frost?

Bob: No, Bob wears a mnoose hunting tie, not a bounty hunting tie.

Cortez grabs his Xtreme title from ringside, and high tails it to the back. Back in the ring the Ninjas are still beating down Daemon Frost. SPIDER has cleared the ring of hardcore weaponry so it's all clean for the next match. SPIDER taps one of the ninjas on the shoulder and points at his watch, then backstage.

Ron: SPIDER trying to clear the ring for our next match, as this one is over.

The Ninja ignores SPIDER and tells him to go away but the fans just gasp as the Ninja turns his back on SPIDER and continues the pounding on Daemon Frost, SPIDER just looks around at the expectant fans and grabs his Bag O Tryx before taking out a 2x4 covered in sharp objects and wrapped in barbwire…He taps the ninja on the shoulder again and the man just waves his arm at SPIDER not bothering to look around, SPIDER again taps his shoulder, nothing…Suddenly he grabs the man spinning him around and slamming the bat into his head knocking him to the ground!!
This get the attention of the other two Ninja’s who see the bat in SPIDERS hands and look at each other before hightailing it out of the ring and through the crowd, Daemon at this point just rolls out of the ring and painfully heads back up the ramp and out of the ring as SPIDER pulls out his favorite kind of tyre as the Ninja lays spread eagled in the corner, he then rolls the tyre along the canvas causing the sharp pike invested weapon to plunge into the groin of the Ninja who just jumps up and down frantically on his ass before rolling out of the ring in agony. SPIDER just grabs his weapons and puts them back in his bag before nodding and rubbing his hands together as another week of Xtreme action finishes!


Backstage


(Monica is seen in the back waiting for Daemon in the car park after his bad week, she already knows he is on his way after the second Mob attack in the arena cost him his second match of the night and Frost is fuming, she taps her fingers on the wheel before suddenly her cell goes off, she takes it from her bag and looks at the caller “Lethal” the name reads. The fans are cheering at this as she cautiously opens her phone and answers it.)

Monica:
Hello?

Lethal Weapon:
Monica?

Monica:
This is she, this is Lethal Weapon correct?

Lethal Weapon:
It is…

Monica:
What can I do for you?

Lethal Weapon:
Not a lot, it’s more what I can do for you, Daemon is looking for the man who offered the bounty on his head.

Monica:
Yes?

Lethal Weapon:
Lady lust and Conrad are not the only ones who know who it is, I do…

Monica:
Who is it?

Lethal Weapon:
I can’t say right now, if it comes out that Daemon knows who it is then all hell will break loose and Frost might be in a bit more trouble then even he can handle.

Monica:
How can you be so certain?

Lethal Weapon:
Experience my dear Monica and I have much more then Frost even if he did get a fluke win on me, I am still his superior and he needs to drop his pride and come and find me at the beginning of next weeks show…

Monica:
Why can you not meet us now?

Lethal Weapon:
Because I have some issues to deal with first…But next week, come and find me, ill let you know to your face and then Daemon can do whatever he wants, no regulating will come in by me at all.

Monica:
How do we know it isn’t you?

Lethal Weapon:
Because if it was me Monica, I would have done it myself and kept the money!

(Monica considers this for a moment as suddenly Daemon tired and hurt appears through the doors, she reverses out quickly and the passenger door opens, Daemon charges in as a large mob of people come through chasing him, Monica just begins to drive.)

Daemon:
Who is it, who is on the phone?

Lethal Weapon:
Don’t tell him Monica, if there is anyone he will not trust it will be me…Just meet me with Daemon next week…Ill see you at FUF

(The phone goes dead as Monica closes the cell and looks at Daemon.)

Monica:
An…Informant

(Daemon just glares at Monica as the scene fades to black and the cuts back to the arena.)


Contract Signing Hurse Vs Johnny Kingdom


(Tom Hammond stands in the middle of the red carpeted ring, he is smiling and looking at the default camera as the fans chant various things around him, behind him a small table and two chairs either side of it are seen set up with Marshall Wright at the end of the table, briefcase in hand.)

Tom Hammond:
Ladies and Gentleman of Osaka, Japan…In just two weeks our World Heavyweight Champion Johnny Kingdom takes on his former friend Hurse for the title in what should be a huge affair at the ULW’s first EVER interactive Pay per view, that means you come along guys and you vote for whatever option YOU the public want to see!
The most votes wins and that option will be the chosen one for that event, but ladies and gentleman, for something as large, as great as the world title we have had to consider our options carefully, our matches carefully and it is only fair that these two participants get some of the biggest options the ULW has to offer…
So without further a due, let me call out the participants of this match and to them and to all of you for the first time reveal where these two men may or may not be fighting there historic battle!

(The arena lights dim, the fans seated in quiet anticipation, over-viewing both the ring and the entry way, growing anxious to see the two men involved in the contract signing. Finally, like an answer to their prayers, the opening lyrics of Breaking the Habit by Linkin Part descend upon them. They turn towards one another in disgust, vocally describing their hatred for the man about to enter their sights. They divert their attention back to the stage where Hurse now strides out upon, his arms outstretched to his sides his suit sleeves rising up his large arms a little bit before he brings his arms down and dusts his smart self down as if wiping the foul language of those around him right off. He starts down the ramp at a slow, brisk pace, moving with a great deal of arrogance in the direction of the ring. The fans bombard him with a variety of chants, the majority of those being of a purely disgusting manner which merely fuel him. His confidence is overwhelming as he strolls up the steel stairs and stares out over the fans at the many flashing lights, listening to the crowd broadcast their utter distain over his presence and then slides through the ropes into the ring, strolling to it's center with his eyes aimed upwards at the heavens, his arms extended outward to his sides, finally pausing as he takes a seat facing the rampway and smiles uncaringly at Marshall before awaiting his opponent.)

Jerry Walters:
You can feel the tension building here already and there is no obvious love lost between the two men, Kingdom is not even out here yet and an already confident Hurse after his win over Daemon tonight is just loving this, look at him!

Tim May:
Why shouldn’t he be? He is the World number one contender of the ULW…This guy could go on to become the biggest name in the wrestling business if he beats Kingdom who was lucky to win the title in the first place!!

Jerry Walters:
There was an element of luck to it, but he deserved the win and although I’m not his biggest fan, he did go through hell and back for that belt and the likes of Hurse had no right to get involved in what was a classic, historical match!

(Suddenly Wake up by Lost prophets hits the speakers and the fans are cheering as they await Johnny Kingdom to come from the back, there is still the odd boo for the team leader but the reaction dies down slowly as he does not appear to his entrance at all. Hurse just smiles at this and leans back on his chair comfortably.
Again Johnny Kingdoms music plays but once again he is nowhere to be seen, the reaction from the arena is one of worry as Hurse just shrugs to Hammond and Marshall. Tom Hammond seems a little off put by this but just raises the mic to his mouth and continues. Marshall takes a piece of paper from his briefcase and places on the table in front of Hurse as Hammond speaks.)

Hammond:
Ok…So we can still do this we will just have Johnny sign it backstage or something…So Hurse….

(Hurse looks up at Hammond overly cocky and acts as if Kingdom was to scared to come to the ring.)

Hammond:
In two weeks you fight for the world heavyweight title and the man you face, the champion, is your former friend but a match like that could not possibly be a normal singles match…It couldn’t be just a plain out and out hardcore match…No, the ULW heads have decided they want this one to be a big event…With a big Main attraction…

(Hurse stares on waiting for the stipulations.)

Hammond:
You see…There first stipulation Hurse was that you and Johnny Kingdom will fight it out ONE ON ONE…In a Glass Tables Match, THE VERY same match, that put you on the injury list for 2 whole months.

(Hurse just shakes his head and points at Hammond demanding that the match not be put on the list, Hammond just shakes away his protests and continues.)

Hammond:
The second match…Maybe one of the ULW’s biggest matches of al time and one of the most famous, a match neither of you have ever competed in…It comes in at 90ft high, has 3 tiers…I give you THE WEAPONS LAIR!!!

(A huge cheer goes up for the match as Hurse shrugs at it and considers the match…)

Hammond:
And the third…And final stipulation for your match is a first time ever on the world title scene of the ULW…It will be Johnny Kingdom Vs Hurse one on one LAST…MAN…STANDING!!!

(A loud eruption goes up around the Osaka crowd as Hurse nods to the match and grins, he quickly glares over the contract and signs his name on the dotted line before putting the pen down and smiling to the two men, suddenly though a huge eruption comes from the crowd as Kingdom jumps over the barrier and slides in the ring behind the unaware Hurse, Hurse suddenly stands and with a confused look stares at the fans before turning right into a spear from Kingdom who then jumps on him and sluggishly hits a series of right hands!!)

Jerry Walters:
OHHH!!! KINGDOM JUST EXPLODED!!!

Tim May:
Hurse is being destroyed this is getting to brutal damn it!!

Jerry Walters:
Johnny Kingdom is here and he is not going to let Hurse go lightly!!

(He stands up and stomps wildly on Hurse with a pure vicious streak until his former friend rolls out of the ring and out of reach, Kingdom just walks back to the table and signs the contract to a huge eruption from the fans before swearing angrily at Hurse as he leaves the ring and heads back up the rampway as the scene fades to the backstage area.)


Backstage


(Teresa is seen in the back still holding her Singapore cane, she pours a glass of orange juice for herself then drinks it from a plastic cup before throwing it in the bin and turning but right into the face of Conrad Gray who looks a little intimidated by her but has a cocky smile on his face as he notices Marshall Wright his PA and Lady Lust his bodyguard stand either side of him.)

Teresa:
Ahh, one half of the brat pack, where is your lovely sister I wonder? Cowering?

Conrad:
You really don’t know my sister do you?

Teresa:
I don’t need to, she tried to have me killed and couldn’t do it with her bare hands, that tells me everything.

(Conrad just steps up into the face of Teresa and smiles wider, while his evil tone adorns from his voice.)

Conrad:
You have no idea what your involved with woman, me and my sister have taken out the best, AWOL, Vivian, Derek Steel, we have taken there careers and piled them into ashes and if you think your anything but a piss stain to what they were, you are deadly wrong…

Teresa:
Oh? And how do you intend on proving how wrong I am Mr. Gray?

Conrad:
…Firstly, My sister has challenged YOU…She is not here tonight because she is training for her match at the Pay Per View…Teresa Vs Sheryl Gray. Think your up to the task?

Teresa:
She challenges me? What’s the catch?

Conrad:
No catch, you see Sheryl is a wrestling legend in the ring and out of it and when you attack her family, INCLUDING ME…She takes matters into her own hands as she is doing with you after you viciously attacked her little brother last week.

Teresa:
Oh, poor little innocent Conrad, did I piss off mama bear?

Conrad:
Mock me all you like…But there is something about us Gray’s you need to understand…We always win…We always have…And we will not be beaten by the likes of you!

Teresa:
Just keep talking little man…We will see!

(Conrad just sneers Teresa before turning and leaving the room followed by Marshall, Lust and Teresa then lock eyes for a moment, Teresa’s head tilting as she lightly knocks the cane against her leg causing Lust to look at it and smile before leaving the room only turning when she is back in the lobby.)


Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
What the hell was that about? Sheryl has CHALLANGED Teresa, that’s why she is not here, this is bizarre, Sheryl would normally not do something so forward and more to the point what are the stipulations on the match, Did Teresa check that when she agreed to this thing?

Tim May:
Of course she didn’t idiot, she just signed her death sentence when she agreed to fight a former women’s champion in some of the biggest companies in wrestling history, Sheryl is a legend Jerry.

Jerry Walters:
I might not like the women, I may even despise her more then the devil himself, but what I do know is that she was a great wrestler back in the early nineties and during the turn of the millennium, she was also a dominant female in HSW over 2004 and 2003, but what you have to remember is that was then, this is now and Sheryl has not been in that ring properly for maybe a year or so…Teresa has been dominant in her time from DWA to ULW and was a double champion in DWA remember!!

Tim May:
But that was DWA Jerry!! Sheryl was a champion in WFN, she was a legend when Teresa was still in training!

Jerry Walters:
We could argue about this all day Tim we really could, but next we have Hellkat Vs Gerard Angelo and if you can say anything about this match, it would be that maybe Flock….Have met there match?


Hellkat Vs Gerard Angelo


The arena lights dim as the image of a plastic ballerina spinning slowly on a music box can be seen, as the tones of the music box fill the air. Slowly the music box winds down. There is silence for a moment, until pyros explode on the entry ramp and the piercing wail of an air raid siren fills the arena as Rammstein's "Feuer Frei" blares. Hellkat walks out onto the entry ramp, then skips down the aisle and slides into the ring. She glares into the camera, and smiles a predatory smile, showing her fangs.

Jerry-*silence*

Tim-What, don’t you have something to say about Hellkat, Mr. “I have to be talking all the time?”

Jerry-*grumble*

The lights go out and blue flood lights cover the arena. Bite to break the Skin hits and Angelo walks out to the crowd raising his arms up and soaking up the boos of the crowd. He walks down to the ring cocky and rolls into the ring. Gerard stands on the second rope holding his arms out as the crowd boos. He then hops down and leans against the turn buckle awaiting his opposition

Tim-What about this guy? Surely you have some sort of clever statistic or parable about his past you’d love to share with the rest of us?

Jerry-Go screw yourself.

Tim-Well, that wasn’t very nice. I don’t think the network would appreciate that sort of tone.

Jerry-Well, if you think you can do better, fine. You be the play by play guy, and I’ll do the color commentary.

Tim-Sure! I bet I could do it a thousand times better than you!

The bell rings and the two competitors warily move towards the center of the ring, looking for an opening as the ring announcer dives out of the way.

Tim-So we’re ready to go with this match. Here comes Hellkat and Angelo, obviously looking for some way to attack each other here. There’s an odd stipulation on this match, that the only way to win is to force an opponent to tap out.

Jerry-Boring! When are we going to see some boobs!

Gerard ducks down and goes for one of Hellkat’s legs, but she nimbly hops backwards to avoid his grasp, lashing out with one leg in a side kick aimed at the other’s head. Gerard nimbly rolls backwards to avoid it, and both competitors rise back to their feet, Hellkat smiling and waving her pointer finger in the air as if to say “No, no.” The crowd approves, and Angelo gives a wry smile and a mock nod as he goes back to circling.

Jerry-*snores*

Tim-Ooh, quick fast paced action by the two competitors here. I’m almost creaming myself with excitement over their amazing repertoire of tackles and kicks.

Hellkat and Angelo exchange several more back and forth feints, with neither gaining any ground, before finally Angelo dives and successfully hooks Hellkat’s legs, dragging her down in a picture perfect two leg take down. He moves to continue the technical assault, but before he can react Hellkat lets out a shrill “Reeaaarr” and begins furtively clawing at Angelo’s exposed face and eyes. He quickly dives away, putting his hand to his face and coming away with blood from the scratches in his forehead. Looking contented, Hellkat squats in one of the corners, playfully licking at her claws to clean them off. Frustrated, Angelo gets back to his feet and stomps towards her.

Tim-Look at that Hellkat! How typical, too busy doing her silly kitty things to worry about actually wrestling.

Jerry-Oh of course. There’s no way she might, say, be baiting Angelo in so he’ll screw up and make a mistake she can capitalize on.

Angelo decides to forget about just trying to outmaneuver Hellkat and instead plows straight towards her, looking to catch her off balance in the squat. What he doesn’t count on is seeing Hellkat drop over onto her side, latch both legs around Angelo’s, and drop toe hold him face first into the turnbuckle. Angelo only has time to grunt in surprise before Hellkat is dragging him out of the corner by his legs and cinching in an ankle lock on the downed Flock member.

Jerry-See. I told you.

Tim-Bah, what do you know. You’re just the color guy. Get back to drooling over Hellkat’s bazoombahs.

Jerry-Yes sir.

Angelo grits his teeth for a second from the pain before rolling over onto his back to try and kick Hellkat off of him. She instead deftly grabs the foot with one arm, quickly crossing them and stepping through before turning him over into a sharpshooter. Gerard shouts in pain and frustration.

Tim-Wow, Hellkat’s really putting on a clinic here against Gerard Angelo. I didn’t realize he was this outmatched in the technical department.

Jerry-No, it is pretty surprising. But then again Hellkat was trained by the best to do just what she’s doing now. He’s going to have to use some of that power he showed in his promo this week if he thinks he’s going to have any chance of keeping up with Hellkat.

Gerard winces and presses up off the mat, walking himself the short distance to the ropes and grabbing them before Hellkat can pull him away. Hellkat releases at the ref’s insistence and backs to the center of the ring, beckoning for Angelo to get up, the childish look gone from her face and replaced with eager anticipation. Angelo slowly climbs to his feet, the confident look replaced by worried calculation. He cautiously inches back towards her, his hand raised for a test of strength. Hellkat smiles and grabs hold, but before Angelo can reach forward with the other hand, twists and judo throws Angelo over her shoulder to the mat. She then drops to her posterior, wrapping her legs around his arm and cinching in an arm grapevine. Angelo winces as his arm is nearly ripped loose from his socket by the torque and tries to roll over to get a hold of Hellkat’s arm, leg, or anything to try and make her release the hold, but to no avail. With a frustrated roar he flops onto his back, to relieve the pressure, stuffing a fist into his mouth to try and block out the pain.

Tim-He’d better be careful here. If he doesn’t get his shoulders up, the ref might start counting a pinfall on him.

Jerry-Well, unless of course he remembers that this is a submissions only match.

Tim-Oh, uh right. I knew that.

Jerry-In any case, Angelo’s miles away from any of the ropes, so discounting some kind of miracle this could be a pretty short match after all.

Gerard is slowly realizing the grim state in which he currently finds himself, and begins to frantically pound on Hellkat’s leg with his free arm. She doesn’t give in to the pain of the blows, and instead cinches the hold in even tighter, giving his arm an extra twist to cause even more damage. Angelo’s eyes screw tight with the pain, and he finally plants his free hand beneath himself, pressing up and rolling to his side too fast for Hellkat to use her legs to keep him held down. She twists frantically on Angelo’s arm to try and force him back over, but Angelo grimly grabs one of her arms and, planting a knee beneath himself, rolls over and begins punching Hellkat mercilessly in the face. She holds on for a minute or two before finally releasing Angelo and rolling away. She tries to get to her feet, but is met shortly with a left handed clothesline from Angelo, knocking both competitors to the mat.

Tim-Impressive work by Angelo there. I didn’t think it was possible to get out of that hold.

Jerry-Of course you didn’t. You’re a moron.

Angelo starts to get back to his feet, trying to shake some feeling back into his right arm. He boots Hellkat to the midsection to keep her from stirring before ducking down and pulling her to his feet. With a sneer he spits into her face, causing her to awake with anger and lash out blindly at him. Angelo instead ducks under her arm and drops Hellkat with a reverse neckbreaker. The boos start reigning down as he sits up, cocky grin back in place, and pulls the now quieted Hellkat to her feet. With his bad arm, Angelo twists Hellkat into a hammerlock while simultaneously locking her in a cross face. He lifts her over his head, looking to execute his trademark Natural Suplex, but almost loses Hellkat in mid lift since he’s basically doing it with one arm. He finally gets her twisted over his head and slams Hellkat violently to the mat, maintaining both holds as they impact with the canvas. Rolling with the collision, Gerard somehow flips Hellkat onto her back, pinning her to the mat with one arm in a hammerlock and the other still in the cross face (Natural Selection)!

Tim-What a maneuver by Angelo there! I didn’t think he was going to be able to pull off that suplex with one arm out of action.

Jerry-Of course, it’s a good thing most of the lifting was done by his other arm, Tim. Otherwise he probably wouldn’t have been able to pull it off.

Tim-I was just about to say that!

Jerry-You could also point out that he’s got her in his trademark submission, and Hellkat’s probably in some trouble here.

Tim-Let me do my job!

Jerry-You mean my job, right?

Tim-Shut up!

While the two announcers continue bickering, Hellkat remains trapped in the vicious submission hold. The ref drops down to ask if she’s ready to submit, but Hellkat is too busy writhing to get free. She eventually gives up on subtlety and instead bites hard into Angelo’s arm, causing him to roar in pain but not let go. It does however take his attention away from Hellkat’s other arm, which she rips out of Angelo’s injured grasp and uses to roll Angelo over onto his back with her lying on his stomach. Angelo then locks his legs around her and resorts to a sleeper hold. The ref checks to make sure his arms aren’t over Hellkat’s throat before dropping to again see if she wishes to submit. She angrily shakes her head no, or at least tries to with the submission applied, and tries to roll out of the hold. Angelo however will have none of it, almost willing Hellkat to start drooping off from the effects of the sleeper. Hellkat starts to fade, but angrily starts twitching around in Angelo’s grasp to keep from blacking out. With a burst, she rolls over onto her hands and knees, and with a roar of approval from the crowd, plants one foot beneath her and begins forcing herself to an upright base! Angelo’s eyes widen in shock as he holds on for dear life and Hellkat finally reaches her feet, Angelo clutching madly to her throat from behind. With an angry roar she charges backwards, slamming into the nearby turnbuckle and sandwiching Angelo in between. She stumbles out of the corner, the sleeper finally broken, and drops to one knee next to the ring ropes. Angelo staggers drunkenly out of the corner behind her, and Hellkat quickly shakes the cobwebs out of her head and tries to sweep his legs out from under him. Angelo however jumps the sweep, landing and trying to grab at Hellkat’s downed form. She rolls past his grasp however, coming to her feet behind him and in one smooth motion launching a side kick which connects with Angelo’s spine. He bounces into the ring ropes, backpedaling out of them before Hellkat leaps into the air, catching his face and slamming it to the mat with a faceplant bulldog.

Tim-Then Hellkat does a- but then Angelo- Hellkat reverses with-SLOW DOWN!

Jerry-Not as easy as it looks, is it?

Tim-Fine, you proved your point. Take over.

Jerry-No, I think you’re doing fine.

Tim-Come on, this job sucks! You do it!

Hellkat pants for breath for a moment, but is back on her feet shortly after, sprinting to the nearby ring ropes and moonsaulting onto Angelo’s downed form. He tries to curl up from the pain, but Hellkat is suddenly right back after his injured arm pulling it away from him and doing a handstand before driving her knees down into Gerard’s shoulder joint. As he hollers with pain and tries to roll away, she allows him to roll onto his stomach before quickly grabbing his other arm and cinching in THE WRATHSCORN RAVAGER!!! Angelo screams in pain!!!

Jerry-The Wrathscorn Ravager! This thing is over. There’s no way Angelo’s getting out of this one, and Angelo’s shoulder was already in bad shape from the arm grapevine earlier.

Tim-Thank god.

Jerry-What do you mean, this has been a great technical match up?

Tim-Yeah, but I thought you were going to make me do the play by play all night.

Jerry-Oh, well, glad I could help out. But, wait! Look who’s coming down the entrance ramp!

The crowd erupts in boos as the other three members of the 4:20 Flock make their way out from the back, face set in irritation. Angela leans on Ash’s arm about halfway down the entrance, both surveying the sad scene in the ring and shaking their head, while Killswitch continues on to ringside. The referee turns to see him and shouts for him to go away, but Killswitch just shouts back and hops up onto the ring apron. The ref grabs hold of Killswitch’s shirt to keep him from entering the ring and the two push back and forth as Angelo frantically taps on the mat with his legs and face, shouting that he’s had enough. Hellkat looks back and forth between the downed Angelo and Killswitch before angrily letting go of the hold and turning towards them. She charges to try and clothesline Killswitch, but he quickly hops off the apron and pushes the ref into the way. Hellkat nearly decapitates him and sends him rolling over the top rope to land at ringside. Her eyes widen in shock as she realizes her error, and Killswitch slides under the bottom rope, popping to his feet and launching right hands into Hellkat’s face she matches him blow for blow, her fury at having her match interrupted by the Flock two weeks in a row boiling over, and finally gets the best of Killswitch, overwhelming him with the flurry of rights and lefts she’s delivering to the uninvited guest. She chops him to the chest once…twice…three times, receiving a “Whoo” from the crowd with each one, before booting Killswitch to the gut and Asai Moonsaulting off of the ring ropes, catching Killswitch with a DDT and driving his head into the mat.

Jerry-One white wing! Hellkat just hit One White Wing on Killswitch!

Ash lets go of Angela and starts making his way to the ring as well, but is met on the outside by the flying body of the Hellkat!

Jerry-Followed by One Black Wing!

Tim-I don’t believe it! She’s actually holding off the Flock on her own!

Angela starts to head down towards the pile of Hellkat and Ash on the concrete, but before she can catch herself Hellkat is back on her feet, glaring up towards Angela with a Cheshire grin firmly in place. Ang looks worried, and takes a step backwards, but just as Hellkat looks to be ready to charge after her she slumps forward after the metal clang of Gerard Angelo slamming a metal chair into the back of her head! Hellkat goes down, and like a pack of vultures the rest of the Flock quickly close in, booting Hellkat until she finally lies idle on the entrance ramp.

Jerry-Damnit, I thought she was going to actually pull it off and teach these Flock bastards some respect.

Tim-It was four on one, Jerry. She never stood a chance.

The Flock then set about dragging Hellkat into the ring, Killswitch pulling her to her feet as Ash fishes around under the ring for something. The other three Flock members form a triangle around Hellkat, laughingly throwing punches at her and watching her stagger around and flair blindly at them. Finally Gerard decides he’s had enough, hauling her onto his back and executing the Past Tense, driving her to the mat and rolling her comatose form onto its stomach. Finally Ash finds what he was looking for, holding a can of black spray paint over his head triumphantly and receiving a raucous boo from the audience. He casually tosses it over the top rope to Gerard Angelo, who catches it gingerly in his right arm. He shakes it up and pops the cap as the fans nearly riot over what they’re seeing. Hellkat starts to squirm and try to get away, but Angela and Killswitch grab her arms and legs to immobilize her.

Jerry-Now, come on. Wasn’t beating her to a pulp enough? Do you have to humiliate her too?!?

Tim-She injured their pride Jerry. Somebody’s got to pay for that, and it looks like little Helena’s the one who’s going to end up cashing the check.

Jerry-Hellkat just wants to wrestle. Why the hell won’t these bastards give her the chance? Wait, what’s going on out in the audience?

Gerard just starts to bend over and start spraying as someone leaps over the barricade and charges the ring. In a blur of motion, the man charges Angelo and delivers…THE GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR!!!

Jerry-It’s the Lethal Weapon! The Lethal Weapon just speared Angelo and saved Hellkat!

The rest of the Flock scatters, rolling out under the ring ropes as Lethal stands protectively over Hellkat. Ash reaches under the bottom rope and pulls out Angelo by the boots, helping him to remain standing as he glares daggers into the ring at Lethal, who points and shouts to make sure everyone knows who that Golden Bullet was really meant for. Ash gives an arrogant sneer and motions for the rest of the Flock to follow him as they head to the back, the crowd going bonkers at Lethal’s return. He helps up Hellkat and checks to make sure she’s ok, but looks up in surprise as the ring announcer climbs into the ring and stands next to him with a microphone.

Announcer-Ladies and Gentlemen, I have just been informed by referee Steve Carrington that the winner of this match by disqualification….is HELLKAT!!!!!

The crowd cheers as Lethal pulls Hellkat’s hand up in victory. Hellkat manages a feeble smile before doubling up to protect her ribs. The two make their way to the back, and the show moves on.


Commerical



Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
Hellkat may have won her match but she was cheated from a clean win AGAIN and all because of those rabid dogs the Flock!

Tim May:
Those ‘rabid dogs’ Jerry have already made it into a double main event here tonight and although they didn’t win the first one, this one is a sure fire win for Ash and the World champion is going to come up second best!

Jerry Walters:
I would like to think not to be honest and if earlier was anything to go by Kingdom is ready to destroy anyone and anything!


Johnny Kingdom Vs Ash


(Step up by Drowning pool hits the speakers and the fans rise to there feet as the highlight reel of the Flock leader Ash hits the triple screen, the camera moves to the curtained area and from behind it Ash walks out looking ready for action a smirk on his face as Angela walks out by his side the two of them head down the ramp and share a hug before Ash relays some orders to her, he then rolls in the ring and walks to the far turnbuckle before lifting his arms in the air as Angela claps him on the outside of the ring even though the rest of the arena and the world most likely simply show him a unique hatred, he jumps down and the referee pads him down as his music ends and he awaits the World Champion.)

Jerry Walters:
Ash, the leader of the flock and maybe the fastest hated man in this federation since Conrad gray himself!

Tim May:
Conrad’s hated?? Since when!

Jerry Walters:
What rock have you been hiding under for the past year?

(That tantalizing theme, "Wake Up", suddenly bursts the seams of the sound speakers, and leaking into a flood of cheers we get a reaction from the fans. Flash bulbs explode as the red curtain that dangles in the entranceway parts, and out steps the Team Leader: JOHNNY KINGDOM the world title wrapped around his waist. 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 cheers and support hurled his way by the people that surround him. Kingdom, of course, completely ignores them. His feet seem to crash down on the rampway as the fans' cheers pick up even more, the pure weight of his greatness increasing his own weight by pounds and pounds. The team leader stand before the ring looking into it and at his challenge of the evening, Ash, the Flock leader, he then looks outside the ring at Angela and smiles to himself before climbing up onto the apron and handing the referee his world title and climbing through the ropes as Ash just walks to the centre of the ring pointing and talking trash, claiming the belt is already his.)

Jerry Walters:
For a new guy Ash is not showing the champion much respect here!

Tim May:
Why should he? This is his first main event for the ULW! He should be out there making a name for himself and if that means spitting on the champion you do it!

Jerry Walters:
I think the guy has made quite a name for himself, I don’t believe he needs to make a bigger name then he has already, I mean the egotistical son of a bitch challenged the whole federation mid-week!!

(Kingdom just walks away from the referee and smiles as he meets Ash in the middle ring, nodding quietly to the trash coming out of the Flock leaders mouth, he continue to nod and then suddenly slaps Ash across the face mid-sentence!! Ash grabs his face and cannot believe what Kingdom just done, he stands back up and talks some more trash but Kingdom just slaps him like a kid again, Ash suddenly angrily flies off with a right hand but Kingdom blocks it and hits back with a right hand and another and another and another that knocks Ash right back into the corner before Kingdom steps back and charges forward hitting him with a huge clothesline before grabbing his arm and throwing him hard across the ring, so hard the champ falls to his knees! Ash hits the opposite corner and flies right over the turnbuckle landing on his feet on the apron in a complete daze, Kingdom gets back to his feet and charges knocking him to the outside with a huge big boot!! The fans are just going wild at the angered Champions early start!
Angela instantly runs around to Ash who gets to his hand and knees but falls onto his side from the dizziness of the fast attack that just got laid on him, he then gets up to one knee with the help of Angela before using the apron to stand up straight but as he does Kingdom flies out at him hitting him right in the middle of his face with a big baseball slide that knocks Ash onto his backside again, Kingdom then rolls out of he ring pointing at Angela and telling her to stay away and out of it. She just lifts her hands innocently and Kingdom grabs Ash by the hair before slamming him face first into the steel steps!)

Jerry Walters:
Kingdom is a completely different person tonight Tim, this guy is a new kind of Johnny Kingdom completely, taking names and beating faces!

Tim May:
Oh how original, what crack cop show did you get that line off!

Jerry Walters:
Shut up!

(Ash gets to his hands and knees again and tries to crawl away from Kingdom but JK grabs him by the hair and rolls him back in the ring before rolling in himself he then stands up and begins stomping on Ash before lifting him back up and throwing him face first into the turnbuckle the impact knocking Ash right around so that his back is cast into the turnbuckles, Kingdom then hits him with a huge chop and another before lifting him onto the top turnbuckle and grabbing his leg before throwing him off and back into the centre of the ring with perfectly executed Dragon screw!!
Ash grabs his knee instantly and Kingdom seeing a weakness pounces on it by grabbing the leg and walking Ash around in a full circle stomping on the back of the thigh as many time as he can before slamming an elbow across the knee of the extended leg of the Flock leader, before getting up and repeating this for a second time.
He lets go of the leg only to stomp on it from afar a few times, he then grabs it and places it n the bottom rope before jumping up in the air and sitting all his body weight over the knee of Ash again, he stands up and then once more repeats this before locking in a well executed leg bar that has Ash biting on his lip hard as the referee asks him if he quits, he refuses to and after a while longer Kingdom breaks the hold before taking a step back and staring at Ash. He raises his arm in the air showing hi aura of arrogance has not left him and gets a cheer for it this time as he proclaims he is the champion and for good reason!)

Jerry Walters:
Johnny Kingdom, as arrogant as ever and if Ash can do it, JK is saying “I can do it better”

Tim May:
Now had he done that a few months ago you would have said he was making a mistake or that his arrogance was sickening!

Jerry Walters:
I didn’t say I condoned it idiot, I am just calling it as I see it and that is the basic message Kingdom is getting across, he is the World Champion for god sake, he is not going to want to be outshone by anyone, especially someone new to the ULW.

(Ash rolls onto one knee but shows obvious pain in his back leg, he looks up to see Kingdom just staring at him his arm in the air, Ash just snarls at this and grabs the top rope getting to his feet, Kingdom just charges him going for a clothesline, but Ash ducks and pulls down the top rope causing Kingdom to fly to the outside before rolling back into the centre of the ring and grabbing his knee in agony, the referee instantly goes over to him checking on his condition but as he does Angela stalks Kingdom on the outside as he gets up, he jumps onto the apron but as he does she slams a forearm into his groin causing him to fall painfully onto the apron mat as Angela runs to another side of the ring as if she was nowhere near him.
Ash just gets back up still a little slow because of his bad leg, he grabs Kingdom and drags him back in the ring before jumping in the air and hitting a nice elbow drop across the chest of the champion, he then gets back up and lifts Kingdom before dropping him again with a perfectly executed T-Bone suplex before taking a moment to shake the cobwebs.
He gets back up and grabs Kingdom again sliding him into the centre of the ring before dropping another elbow drop across the throat of the champion this time before getting to his feet and stomping on him a few times, before walking to his head and sitting him up locking in a Buffalo sleep hold, the fans are booing loudly at this stage as Ash has one of Kingdoms arms locked behind his head while holding the sleeper hold in position, the referee is checking on the champion but before he can check his arms Ash gets impatient and lets go of it throwing Kingdom back down and stomping angrily over and over into the chest of the champion before sitting him again and this time locking in a butterfly lock, he holds this and Kingdom cries out his upper body being worked some more, his back still hurting from the Chamber at Worlds Ending.)

Jerry Walters:
Ash working the champion and doing one hell of a job here, its ashame his damn wife had to be the woman that gave him the god damn edge in this match!

Tim May:
Any means is a good means Jerry, if you can do it, do it!

Jerry Walters:
From the words of sniffling worm about a sniffling worm, how ironic!

(Ash let’s go of the hold and stands up stepping away from Kingdom and actually heads to the corner where he suspiciously stands against it looking at the fans, as the camera comes around the fans boos echo out as he is seen undoing the padding around the steel turnbuckle bit, he manages it to shake it off and sees Kingdom getting up, he grabs his head and lifts him to his feet before locking him in a side grapple before lifting his knee to his some knee body strikes that pretty much lift Kingdom off the mat with each shot before he readjusts his grapple and lifts him into a belly to belly suplex dropping him off to his side falling with him and putting his weight on Kingdom’s body before hooking the leg,
1…
2…
No, Kickout by Kingdom.
Ash gets to his knees and slaps his hands together three times to the referee marking he is unhappy with the count, he shakes his head and gets back up before grabbing Kingdom and lifting him as well, he then hits a nice forearm to the chin of Kingdom before throwing him into the ropes, he goes for a clothesline on Kingdom but as he does the champion burst back into life and ducks the attempt before hitting the opposite ropes and coming back at Ash but the Flock member is on his toes and turns hitting Kingdom unsuspectingly with a big knee to the face that takes him to the ground!
The flock leader just talks shit to Kingdom before picking him up one more time and going for a boot to the midsection but as he does Kingdom grabs his leg and suddenly falls to the mat hitting Ash with a perfect Dragon screw on his bad leg that causes him to grab at his knee as the fans go wild and the referee now looks on as both men lay on the mat in pain and feeling the effects of tiredness.)

Jerry Walters:
And Kingdom just got right back in this!

Tim May:
NO! Come on Ash get up!

Jerry Walters:
The referees count has started, surely this cannot end in a double count out!

(The fans are on there feet as both men begin to move, Kingdom suddenly grabs the rope forcing himself to one knee to the cheers of the fans breaking the count and a worrying nine, Ash just crawls over to a corner and rests there for a second before using it to lift himself to his feet, suddenly Kingdom charges across at him, and hits Ash with a big splash before throwing him across the ring into the opposite turnbuckle he then runs at him again and jumps for another big splash but Suddenly Ash grabs the near by referee and moves out of the way throwing the official there instead causing Kingdom to squash the referee in the corner. The champion swears under his breathe at this and turns back to Ash who grabs his arm and throws him hard across the ring and back first into the exposed Turnbuckle!!
He shakes the cobwebs again and then walks to Kingdom before climbing to the middle rope and slamming some hard right hands into the champions head, but as he does Kingdom lifts him from the ropes and then falls back causing Ash to smash face first right into the steel exposed corner and cuts him right open!!! He staggers backwards but right into the big boot of Kingdom who kicks him in the stomach and then lifts him into the air…EXODUS FINALE!!! HE HITS IT!!!
Suddenly Angela slides in the ring as Kingdom stands and goes for a clothesline but he ducks it and waits for her to turn around before dropping her with a DDT and getting up with an angry face as he talks trash to her, suddenly from the back Gerard Angelo and Killswitch also charge down and slide in the ring and Kingdom instantly goes right hand for right hand with both men, the fans are going nuts at this as Kingdom holds them off but the numbers slowly get to him and Gerard and Killswitch knock him back into the corner and begin stomping on his chest as suddenly Hellkat runs from the back with a steel chair in hand, she slides in the ring and brings the chair up before slamming it across the back of Angelo but Killswitch turns to see her and dropkicks her knee taking her to the mat!)

Jerry Walters:
Oh no, we are going to see all out chaos, not again, this month has been destructive enough!!

Tim May:
Look at this Jerry, the flock are being bullied, Hellkat had no place down here!

Jerry Walters:
WHAT!?! Neither did Angela, Killswitch, or Angelo!!!

(Angela manages to get back up and sees Ash begin to revive as well, she gets to her feet and sees Killswitch stomping on both Hellkat and Kingdom but take over from his assault on the former Women’s champion by kneeling over her and slapping her across the face not once but twice, however as she does Hellkat awakens and throws Angela onto her back as the two women do all they can to get a clear punch in, they roll right off the apron the impact of the fall breaking the two apart, they both get up and begin slugging it out again on the outside, Killswitch just watches this from inside the ring contemplating whether to help Angela, he then looks down at Gerard who seems obviously hurt from the chair shot! Suddenly though as he turns back to the ring Silencer levels him with A twisted Mind Superkick the impact knocking him right through the ropes and to the outside, before Silencer can follow however Ash is up and grabs him from behind lifting him up and over into a German Suplex before getting to his feet, but as he does a huge cheer goes up as Lethal Weapon appears from the back, he sprints to the ring and slides in under the bottom rope before taunting Ash to turn around, the Flock leader eventually does and Weapon levels him with a spear that causes the whole arena to stand and cheer as loud as they can!!
He stands over Ash pointing angrily in his face and shouting but suddenly from the crowd it’s SHANNON SKANES!!! Skanes slides in the ring with a folding chair and slams it over the back of Weapon knocking the GWO champion to the ground before rolling back out of the ring shouting “You work for my company damn it!”
In the confusion nobody has seen the referee get to his feet in a daze, he calls for the bell resulting the match in a double DQ, the fans are booing this decision but as he does Hurse appears from the back angry, he walks down the ramp and slides in the ring as Kingdom stands to his feet, taking the title from the announcer and holding it in his arms, he turns to leave the ring but as he does Hurse grabs him by the legs an drops him to the mat!)

Jerry Walters:
LEGEND LOCK!!! LEGEND LOCK!!! HURSE HAS KINGDOM WHERE HE WANTS HIM!!!

Tim May:
This may have got out of hand Jerry, but this is great entertainment, now all we need is for Ash to get back up and destroy Weapon!

Jerry Walters:
I get the feeling that is really not going to happen, this has not been the ideal lucky number three for the Flock and Ash and Co. AKA The Flock 4:20 finally pissed off one to many people!

(Hurse grabs the legs of Kingdom and turns him onto his front before shouting mocking comments to Kingdom while locking the move in perfectly, JK is in agony as Hurse smiles at his torture of the champion, he locks the hold in harder and finally Kingdom begins to tap but is obviously trying desperately not to. Hurse then lets go of the hold and smiles over the pain ridden Johnny Kingdom as he leans down and grabs the World title before looking at it while chewing some gum in his mouth that he then spits on Kingdom’s body…He turns to the corner post and looks across at the booing fans as he climbs to the middle rope and then in one arrogant motion raises the belt above his head while the carnage of FUF lies around him as the show comes to an end with the shimmering ULW initials.)

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