23rd Of May 2004 - ULW PARANOIA

The Road To Paranoia.

Do you hear the whispers as they walk past you and stare?

(The Scenes of a number of different wrestlers are seen, Stinger as he defeats Cortez, Daemon beating Rapier with the sharpshooter, AWOL beating Serenity, the images are in black and white and the scenes are moving in slow motion, the last scene being of AWOL holding his world title in the air)

Do they speak with only there eyes?

(Lethal Weapon and Cell Block are seen staring across a ring at each other the anger obvious in both men’s faces before the scene cuts to the destroyed MR2 being hoisted onto the back of a lorry, then to the house of Da Bitch laying in a pool of bed.)

Well now is the time act……BE GONE OF YOU PARANOIA!!!

(Suddenly ‘I Disappear’ by Metallica hits! And the savage build up to the Paranoia PPV Airs!!!)

Daemon crashes a steel chair over the head of Andre once, twice…Suddenly he boots him in the groin and finally knocks him down with third, the last shot causing Andre to lay bloody on the canvas!

The next scene is at Synscope as Curtis locks in the snap tap, AWOL is about to tap out, suddenly Morgan Reah appears distracting Curtis before hanging him on the top rope into the roll up of AWOL!

Suddenly the music stops before coming back right into the chorus as Cell Block appears on the screen running over Lethal Weapons car with a tank, before shots of the two men attacking each other, the scene then closes in on Weapon hitting Cell Block with the golden Bullet Spear before getting a pin.

When the night is over…The whispers…Will stop.

ULW PARANOIA!!!!! LIVE!!!!!!!!!
The Joe Louis Arena, Detroit, Michigan

(Suddenly I disappear hits the speakers again as fireworks explode from the arena before bursting from the side of the ramp leading to a huge eruption from the turnbuckles, the fireworks seem to last forever as the huge Stage set reveals two large screens either side of the arena and a screen by the wrestlers entrance, the set is around 120ft tall in the shape of a screaming woman!
The fireworks stop and the cameras pan around the arena to the fully seated ULW crowd who sit in the Joe Louis Arena preparing for the first ever ULW Pay Per View, all have there own signs some showing some artistic talent, others simply trying to get there faces on the typical crowd shot at the beginning of the show…Signs such as “Cell Block sucks” and “New World Champion, Daemon Frost.” Suddenly the familiar voices of Tim May and Jerry Walters cut in over the screaming of the fans, the camera pans down to the commentary area where both men are dressed in tuxedos and looking smart, a large 90ft Steel mesh cage towers above them both men looking up at it a sense of fear in there gaze as they both then turn to the cameras.)

Jerry Walters:
LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, WELCOME TO DETROIT MICHIGAN, WELCOME TO PARANOIA!!!!!!

Tim May:
Oh what a night this is going to be Jerry, Isis defends her international title, Monoxide defends his Hardcore gold and not only does AWOL have to defend his Tag team championship belt…..He has to defend his world Belt, in that!!!!

Jerry Walters:
That’s right, tonight numerous titles are on the line and right here in Detroit numerous lives will be on the line as well, the 7 men that go into that Weapons Lair match, 90ft high, three 30ft steel mesh cages one on top of the other are all in a situation where anything can and no doubt will happen and you have to believe that some people are going to get seriously injured in this match tonight!

Tim May:
Oh but it doesn’t end there!

Jerry Walters:
No Ladies and Gentleman it sure as hell doesn’t and right here for maybe the very last time in the history of this industry we are going to see Cell Block, the Certified Killer and the Hardcore Legend go one on one with Lethal Weapon, the Human Wrecking machine and The Number one assassin!

Tim May:
Both of these men have been going f at a head for 6 years Jerry and both have stated that even if someone dies, it ends right here tonight! They are going to be killing each other out there!

Jerry Walters:
The ULW have actually made this match unsanctioned, the ULW name is not on this match and the likeliness that we could see some fatal stuff here is more then possible…I for one am excited but at the same time worried for the safety of all nine men in our double main event and its only going to be a matter of time before we see the carnage!

Tim May:
Well before any of that there is something going on backstage?

Jerry Walters:
ALREADY!?!

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

(Sean Johnson is sitting in the locker room, petting Poopers wet lathery fur, as you hear Poopers purring loudly...after petting him Johnson lets him down to go use his $4000 Cat Box...as Sean goes to fill out some paperwork, the cat immediately jumps up on the table and lay's directly on his papers.)

Johnson:
No, no, Poopers, daddy's got some important work to do..

(Sean proceeds to gently take the cat and place it on the floor...he again try's to fill out his Paperwork...but to his surprise, Poopers jumps up again and lay's on the papers...Johnson, at this point, is starting to get mildly angry.)

Johnson:
Poopers..You are keeping daddy from doing his important work...now if you don’t get off his papers, you won’t be getting any expensive cat-nip… Gotta make some money… Now go lay down on your sofa.

(Sean, again placing the dumbass cat on the floor, trying not to lose his cool... That cat looks to be walking away for a couple seconds, but jumps right back up… And for the 3rd time, the cat jumps up on the papers..... Sean, now a little angry at his Cat... He picks the cat up by the nip of its neck and tosses it halfway across the room… With a satisfied smile, Johnson goes back to his Work........ But wait.... Here comes Poopers for another round..... Now Sean has lost it! .... He reaches into his desk, and pulls out the tiniest pair of handcuffs you'd ever seen..... He straps them on Poopers, then takes him to his Sofa. he walks back to his desk.)

Johnson:
Tried to warn you kitty. Just couldn't listen to me, could ya? …So you stay there and think about what you did.

(Triple D suddenly walks into the locker room.)

Triple D:
Sean…Was I just hearing you yelling at that half-retarded cat again?

Johnson:
Ya… The little bastard kept laying on my papers... He wouldn’t stop!

Triple D:
… Well, don't you worry about that my friend, because now I got the perfect solution…

Johnson:
Oh really? What is it?

(Triple D reaches into his pocket and grabs 2 items… A collar and a remote control.)

Triple D:
Our very own....KITTY SHOCKER!!

(Johnson’s looking to be kind of excited)

Johnson:
... Oh? ... Dude... How does it work?

Triple D:
It’s simple Sean.... You just put this collar around it's neck, and if it goes somewhere it's not suppose to, or does something to make you angry… You press this button right here on the remote, and it gives them an electric shock! About 14 volts!

(Johnson give a look of disappointment)

Johnson:
... Dude... The object is not to kill it...

Triple D:
No, no, no...It doesn't kill it... It just stuns it for about 3 hours then it wakes up and learns from its mistake!

Johnson:
Oh my god... You're sick!

Triple D:
Ya... I know....... WANNA TRY IT OUT!?

Johnson:
... SURE!

(As Triple D slowly approaches Poopers with the Electrical Collar... You see Poopers trying to escape the handcuffs, as it's violently hissing at Dustin as if it knows what he's going to do.... The collar is strapped on)

Triple D:
Ya… Know what, you little bastard? ... Hey Poopers… Your moms Ugly!

Poopers:
Graaaaaaaaarr!!!!!!!

Triple D:
What’s that Poopers? Press the button now?!........okay!

(As the button is pressed you hear a loud kitty scream, and an electrical sound, as the scene cuts to a commercial break...fans watch in horror.)

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

(Backstage, ULW Interviewer Terri Lynn Blaze is walking with a camera crew. As they turn a corner, in the distance sat looking at a monitor is non-other than The Wolf Quentin Barnes. The interviewer looks at the camera and gesticulates towards Barnes who is sat with a six pack of beer. They head in his direction.)

Terri:
Quentin Barnes, it’s great to see you here at Paranoia!

QB:
Yeah thanks…

Terri:
But I must ask you Quentin, what are you doing here tonight? I mean… You don’t have a match…

QB:
Right… I’m a little heavy for the Lightweight open and as it turns out, I was a little late to get a match…

Terri:
Well I have to ask the question again, if you don’t have a match… Why are you here?

QB:
Well there is a big, big match up tonight… Main Event… The Weapons Lair…

Terri:
There certainly is… Are you looking forward to this match?

QB:
I can safely say I will have a seat as close as possible to that ring, I wanna see up close just what Curtis Jack has… I wanna see what impact he’ll make… I wanna see just what he’s capable of…

Terri:
You just need to ask AWOL and Morgan Reah what Curtis Jack is capable of…

QB:
I prefer to live by the rule that seeing is believing… And tonight, I wanna see just what all this hype I’ve been hearing is all about… I’ll be there Curtis, mark my words… I just want to see if you fail… Keep that in mind kiddo… Keep that in mind…

Terri:
Quentin Barnes, thank you for the words…

(Suddenly Curtis is seen on the monitor heading out to the ring, Quentin, looks on and watches, Terri notices the burning anger in his eyes as the scene fades back to the arena and the entrance of Curtis Jack)

Back In the Arena--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

(Suddenly the lights go out as the entrance way lights up with red and gold spot lights. Lap Dance by N.E.R.D plays over the sound system. Curtis Jack comes out of the entrance with a cocky look on his face Blake Norris beside him. They walk down to the ring ignoring all the fans a show of arrogance in his stride, he climbs up the steel steps into the ring as Blake rolls under the ring and snatches the microphone from the announcer threatening the suited up staff member to leave the ring as his music fades out.
Curtis strolls around the ring as Blake leans back in one of the far corners the fans are booing loudly as Curtis continues to pace, waiting for them to quiet down, eventually they do and Curtis stops in the centre of the ring and lifts the microphone to his mouth.)

Curtis Jack:
Whoa, whoa, whoa, Now when you people shut the hell up, maybe just maybe I can talk…

(There is a huge boo around the arena as Curtis smiles.)

Curtis:
Now I am out here for just a couple of reasons, firstly is about the man who dares to get in my face and claim he is not scared of me…Curtis Jack…The most feared man in the industry today AND THEN…Thinks he can take some limelight FROM ME, go out onto the television screens of every man woman and child and talk trash about the federation that I made famous!

Quentin, you got your just deserves last week at FUF, you stood there and made a rookie mistake, you took the air time of the next World Heavyweight Champion, YOUR next world heavyweight champion…You people shouldn’t be booing me, you should be booing him! Quentin, you actually tried talking trash about me on my show, in my federation, hell FUF may not be my walking ground anymore, but you be damn sure that night, that moment, was mine, not yours, MINE! Quentin sooner or later your old, early thirties arse is going to learn that this mine right here, CURTIS JACK…Can and will get the job done against anyone…The locker room fears me, the fans fear me and the men in the main event tonight, fear me…And if you don’t… You will learn quickly that you should do.

(The fans are booing loudly at the comments from Curtis, the sound of ‘Curtis sucks’ begins to echo around the arena infuriating the championship contender. He turns to Blake swearing about the fans before continuing.)

Curtis:
I don’t give a damn about you people!

(The boos get louder)

Curtis:
Now AWOL, Daemon, Pulse, Stinger, Andre, Hellkat…Tonight the 7 of us step inside this 90ft steel mesh structure above me, we go into hell and back, we will tear each other from limb to limb and still be there fighting but I am afraid to tell you guys…That no matter what, no matter how hard you try there is only going to be one end result, one finish, and its me, Curtis Jack, being the NEW World Heavyweight champion. Because lets not forget, I have had AWOL beat before and if I can beat him, his little bitch Daemon will not be any kind of a challenge…Then there’s Hellkat…Come on she’s a WOMAN, she isn’t going to win this thing and hell, Stinger and Pulse are just as capable, I wouldn’t be surprised if they had sex changes when they were younger just to fit in with the rest of us male superiors….Ladies and Gentleman, please…Stare in wonder at your NEW world heavyweight champ-

(Suddenly the boos of the fans disappear as ‘Control’ by Puddle of Mudd hits the speakers! Howls come from some fans while others just scream, suddenly the noise level bursts through the seams of the arena as Quentin Barnes walks out in his expensive Armani suit, he smiles at the fans who are going wild before waiting for both the sold out arena and his music to quiet down.)

Quentin:
Hey next to be champ…Oh and his little bitch in the corner!

(The fans go wild as Blake starts shouting over the ropes at Quentin, he ignores Norris and continues.)

Quentin:
Firstly Curtis, these fans OF DETROIT, MICHIGAN, have no reason to shut the hell up on account of you. Secondly you haven’t proven a god damn thing, you see, you are still nothing compared to me and the man standing here now…Is not afraid of the likes of you. You think you’re going to be the next World Champion, the next big gun here in the ULW, well Curtis, ill be damned if that’s going to happen…You see the World Heavyweight title is for those of the roster who are the very best in the business and as much as you claim to have AWOL beaten…You didn’t actually do it did you? I mean I don’t see you defending a title tonight, oh that’s right you lost yours to Monoxide, right after losing your title shot to AWOL. Curtis you are not champion material and never will be and if you think for one second you are going to win tonight, you have another thing coming!

(Curtis cuts Quentin off and rubs his chin trying to control himself.)

Curtis:
Quentin, you don’t understand do you? I am already title material, I am already the next champion, my opponents do not stand a chance and tonight I finally make fiction…Fact…And if you are not scared of me punk, or Blake for that matter… why don’t you get down here and prove it, why don’t you say it to my face one more time?

(The fans are going wild as Quentin looks around at the standing screams of the sold out Joe Louis arena.)

Jerry Walters:
Curtis Jack, just called on Quentin Barnes, Curtis Jack and Quentin Barnes, here now! I don’t believe this!

Tim May:
Why? Why don’t you believe it, Curtis is intelligent, he is our next World Champion Jerry, he can handle the Lair and Quentin in one night, just watch him!

(Quentin suddenly drops the mic and heads down the ramp, Curtis steps away from the ropes and moves to the back of the ring next to Blake both men calling Quentin on…He walks up the steel steps and climbs in the ring, suddenly charging both men for a double clothesline, but Curtis and Blake expect it and jump through the ropes and back outside the ring! Quentin shouts at the men as they laugh at Quentin and head back round toward the ramp…Suddenly police officers come from the back…)

Curtis:
Oh, Quentin, I forgot to mention, you are not meant to be here tonight and because you just crossed the line and stepped out here, these officers are here to arrest you for trespassing, you see, that backstage pass you’re wearing, take a look it’s a fake…Sorry man…But you got to take a trip to the station now!

(The fans are booing loudly as the officer slowly and cautiously climb into the ring circling Quentin, he realizes his position and lets the officers cuff him, Curtis throws the mic to the side and leaves the arena area as Quentin is slowly took out of the ring. The cameras go back to the commentators who watch on in disbelief, Tim smiling with enjoyment.)

Jerry Walters:
This was all a setup, I don’t believe it, Curtis knew Quentin would come out here and take up his challenge, Curtis just had Quentin arrested!

Tim May:
You’re refusing to say it aren’t you?

Jerry Walter:
Refusing to say what?

Tim May:
That Curtis Jack just impressively outsmarted Quentin Barnes.

Jerry Walter:
I do not doubt he did, I think Quentin was set up and that Curtis Jack had it planned from the beginning of the day when he woke up, the son of a bitch knew he couldn’t take Quentin on and he knew it!

International Championship
Isis Vs Sean Johnson

(The lights dim in the sold out arena as a few cheers begin to ring out in the silence, lasers above the entrance and below it are beginning to scan the area a few boos ring out through the arena now as a figure steps out onto the rampway, the lasers begin to outline his athletic figure, Gone by Sevendust is playing through the speakers, suddenly the lights return to large explosion of pyro! The fans are in mixed reaction as Sean Johnson looks focused and ready, he walks down the ramp before walking to ringside and climbing onto the apron, he steps into the ring taunting the fans again as more fireworks go off, he runs off the far ropes and awaits his opponent.)

Jerry Walters:
OHH, Here we go Tim, match number one and what a match to start with, Sean Johnson Vs Isis for the International title and this is an affair highly anticipated by the fans.

Tim May:
Oh that it is Jerry and by me as well, you see, Isis is the High Rollers top talent, she is going to show the world tonight, that right here in Detroit, Michigan…She can place it up there with the big guns!

Jerry Walters:
Sean Johnson is a great wrestler and has a lot more experience though Tim, Isis is going to have to be careful if she expects to come out of this with her gold?

Tim May:
Oh rubbish Jerry, Isis is more talented, she is more loved and more respected, Johnson has done nothing here in the federation, which means he has done nothing!

Jerry Walters:
He Picked up an award for Weekly best wrestler?

Tim May:
……… Shut up Jerry!

(Suddenly ‘Step it up’ by Drowning Pool hits the speakers the fans are on there feet going mad with boos and jeers as sparkles go off above the entrance area, they clear and the chorus of the entrance theme hits, Isis walks out Too Magnificent and Shawn Hall either side of her, she smiles as all three of them walk down the ramp together, Sean is seemingly nervous now his eyes dashing from one High Roller to the next, Magnificent walks around to commentary as Shawn preps Isis for her match, he whispers in her ear as she shrugs her titles back into a comfortable position on her shoulders. She steps to the apron and roll under the bottom rope not taking her eyes away from Shawn before climbing the turnbuckle and holding her titles aloft to the booing fans. She jumps down and turns back to Sean Johnson handing the referee the titles, Hall is up on the apron saying a few last words to her. The bell sounds and he jumps down to the outside as Isis and Sean begin circling each other.)

Too Magnificent:
How you doing guys, don’t mind if I join you do ya?

Tim May:
No help yourself!

Jerry Walters:
What the hell are you doing down here? What are you Shawn doing here? Can’t Isis do this by herself?

Too Magnificent:
Is he always this welcoming?

Tim May:
He had a bad childhood!

Jerry Walters:
WHAT!?!

Too Magnificent:
Grumpy isn’t he?

Tim May:
Yep!

(Both of the wrestlers circle each other before moving into a lunge, they hold each other, suddenly Johnson turns it into a headlock, he locks the hold in, but Isis breaks it throwing him off the ropes, she jumps face down as Sean comes off the ropes, he jumps over her and continues across the ring, he comes back at her as she gets to her feet and the two of them hit shoulder to shoulder, but Isis falls to the ground as Sean shows his strength advantage. She rolls out of the ring quickly complaining to the referee before jumping back onto the apron with one knee, she gets to her feet and begins trash talking Johnson who falls for it lunging at Isis with a large right hand but she jumps of the apron and back to the outside luring him close enough to grab his feet. She tugs them knocking him off balance and to the mat before slamming concentrating her efforts on his right leg, lifting it high before slamming it hard against the corner of the apron!
She grabs it again and again slams it against the apron causing Sean to shout in pain, grabbing his legs she pulls him out of the ring causing him to fall back first onto the padded concrete on the outside, she again works on the legs lifting the right leg and stamping on the back of knee not once, but twice! She lets go as Sean rolls on the floor holding his leg in agony.
Isis rolls in the ring and grabs the referees attention, complaining still about the shoulder barge earlier, suddenly on the outside Hall begins stomping on the leg of Johnson, he lifts the right leg back up straight and drops his body across the joint of the knee, getting up he does it again. He stands up once more stamping on the knee, before lifting Johnson back to his feet and rolling him in the ring. Isis walks away from the referee as she sees Hall roll him in, the referee shouts at Shawn who holds his hands up innocently.
Isis lifts Johnson bad leg onto the bottom rope before holding onto the top rope for leverage and jumping in the air before falling right across the knee of Johnson, she gets back up and does it again Johnson calling out in pain. Suddenly she shouts out at the fans and jumps in the air one more time, but Johnson uses his other foot and elevates Isis right over the top rope and to the outside of the ring!!! The fans go crazy as Isis hits the apron on her way down to the padded concrete the hatred for Isis shocking Sean as the fans actually cheer for him, Johnson rolls into the middle of the ring still holding his leg.)

Jerry Walters:
Great counter by Johnson and this should give him some time to really get his breathe back now and try and get back to his feet but that right knee of his has already taking a fair beating. No help of course by Shawn Hall who shouldn’t even be down here!

Too Magnificent:
Oh come on, he was trying to help Johnson up and he slipped, anyone could see that! And you call yourself a commentator!?!

Tim May:
Exactly, I have been asking him the same question for months!

(Johnson gets back to his feet and sees Isis back on hers one knee up on the apron, she climbs to her feet but Johnson runs across the ring hitting a baseball slide on her ankles knocking her right back to the outside and face first off the apron! Johnson rolls out of the ring to meet her a slight limp in his step, he lifts her to her feet and throws her onto his shoulder before thrusting her into the apron corner back first, once, then again, then a third time. He drops her to her feet and connects with a big right hand that knocks her to the mat. The fans are going nuts as Sean suddenly turns to them a cocky smile on his face he gives them a quick taunt before lifting Isis and rolling her back in the ring. He jumps up onto the apron and climbs back in the ring walking to Isis who stumbles back to her feet, she turns to face him but is lifted and power slammed back to the mat as Johnson walks back out onto the apron and begins climbing the turnbuckle, he gets to the top and sets his footing but Isis is back up she charges at the ropes but Johnson sees her coming and hits a big right hand sending her stumbling back to the centre of the ring before falling to the mat. He repositions himself on the turnbuckle again but suddenly Hall appears from nowhere and shakes the ropes causing Johnson to fall groin first across the top turnbuckle. He jumps down as the ref turns back away from Isis and to the match but has no idea what just happened!
Isis gets to her feet and walks to Johnson slamming some right hands into his face before climbing to the middle rope and lifting him to his feet as both wrestlers balance themselves on the top…Suddenly she jump off hitting a downward spiral from the top rope!!!!!!!!!!!!! Johnson is lifeless, the move has hurt Isis a little but she leans over and rolls Johnson onto his back before covering and hooking the leg,
1…
2…
No Kickout by Johnson!
She gets to her feet and lifts Sean to his before attempting to throw him off the ropes, he counters and throws Isis she runs off the ropes before ducking Johnson’s clothesline attempt, she runs of the opposite ropes back at him but he turns and lifts her into Spinebuster but as he does she counters and turns it into a dropkick pushing herself away at the same time extending her legs into Johnson’s chest! He falls to the mat as does Isis, but she gets back to her feet and stands by his downed body hitting a standing front flip leg drop into a cover,
1…
2…
No another Kickout by Johnson.
She gets back to her feet again and walks out onto the apron before climbing to the top rope she perches herself on the top and waits as Johnson gets to his feet, he turns to face her and she jumps off going for a double axe handle but Johnson counters hitting her with a huge spinning heel kick that takes her right of her feet and to the mat! Both Johnson and Isis are down on the mat.
Johnson begins moving again as the fans are on there feet chanting and stamping there feet, Isis begins to move as well, Johnson is back on one knee his efforts really going into getting back to his vertical base, he looks over at Isis who is also on one knee, at the same time the two of them get to there feet, Isis in anger swings a right hand but Johnson blocks it and fires back with a shot of his own, she aims again but he blocks it a second time and again hits a right hand of his own, he grabs her wrist and throws her across the ring before lashing out with a hurricane style clothesline, she gets back to her feet in a daze and turns right into Johnson’s waiting hands who lifts her right into a big Samoan drop. He gets back to his feet and calls for his finisher!!!!!
Suddenly Hall jumps up onto the apron and tries entering the ring, but the referee sees him and grabs him, the fans are going wild, the referee suddenly pushes Hall back onto the apron, he starts arguing with the official…Suddenly the fans jump to there feet with cheers as the referee demands he leaves the ring area!!!)

Jerry Walters:
Finally! Finally! Get him out of here!

Tim May:
No he can’t do this! That’s not fair!

Too Magnificent:
Son of a bitch, ill show this damn referee!

(Magnificent places his headset to the side and walks to the ring area and round to where Shawn Hall is arguing with the referee, he jumps onto the apron and begins arguing with the referee as well, suddenly the referee orders Magnificent to leave the ring as well!!! The fans are going nuts!!!! Both men jump off the apron as the referee follows them out and shouts and argues with them back up the ramp, Johnson is distracted as he calls for the referee to come back to the ring, the official turns away from Hall and Magnificent who reluctantly go backstage, but Isis suddenly comes from behind Johnson and rolls him up! The fans are screeching for Johnson to kick out as the ref sprints back in the ring and counts,
1…
2…
NO JOHNSON KICKS OUT AT THE LAST MINUTE!
Isis gets back to her feet as does Johnson, he goes for a clothesline but the champ ducks and grabs Johnson from behind around the waist and lifts him into a big German Suplex with bridge into another pin.
1…
2…
No another Kickout by Johnson!
Isis slams her hands on the mat getting frustrated at not being able to keep him down, she stomps away on Johnson before lifting him back up and into a turnbuckle before climbing the middle rope and slamming a flurry of right hands into his skull, jumping down she throws him across the ring into the opposite corner and charges at him but Johnson lifts his boot right into the face of Isis knocking her into the middle of the ring however she stays on her feet, he charges out of the corner at her going for a clothesline but Isis ducks it and kicks him in the midsection before hitting a big time DDT that lays him spread across the mat!
With that Isis calls for her finisher!!!!!! The Leap of Faith!!!!!! She walks out onto the apron and climbs to the top rope before taunting the fans once more and jumping off but Johnson rolls out of the way! ISIS MISSES THE LEAP OF FAITH!!! Straight away she gets to her feet grabbing her back in pain, she walk to the ramp side of the ring away from Johnson who is back on his feet, she turns to face him THE TITANIC KICK, THE TITANIC KICK, IT CONNECTED!!!! Isis falls to the mat like a sack of Potatoes but the fans go even more crazy as Johnson calls for his high risk finisher, he climbs out onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle…The fans go crazy as he lines himself up to Isis…THE HURRICANE JOHNSON (Shooting Star press into a leg drop) HE HITS IT!! HE HITS IT!! THE FANS ARE GOING CRAZY THERE ON THEIR FEET COUNTING WITH THE REFEREE….
1…
2…
3…
WE HAVE A NEW INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION!!! SEAN JOHNSON HAS WON THE TITLE HE HAS DONE IT! He rolls off of Isis and into the middle of the ring before getting to his feet the energy drained from him as he stumbles backwards into the corner, the referee hands him the title before raising his arm in the air, he looks at the title for a second before holding it close to him, he steps out of the ring still looking at the title as he heads up the ramp to the sound of his music, Isis just starts to move in the ring.)

Jerry Walters:
He done it! Already tonight in our first match we see a title change hands! Sean Johnson is the new International Champion and the fans as much as they hated him mid-week are standing for him after defeating possibly one of the most hated personal on the ULW wage bill.

Tim May:
No! Isis, what has happened? It’s Drew! That’s what it is Jerry, Drew is distracting her, he is on her mind and she couldn’t focus, REMATCH, REMATCH!

Jerry Walters:
Isis will still have her Television gold, but the International title is going with Johnson to the Annihilation brand and Isis has just suffered her first defeat by pinfall or submission in the ULW since the takeover of the HSW!

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

(The scene opens in the backstage area, Midgard is preparing in his locker room for his match, he tightens the laces on his boots and does them up before slapping the sides, suddenly the door opens and Midgard turns to see who it is. Cortez walks in a cocky smile on his face as Midgard just stares at him.)

Cortez:
Nice locker room.

Midgard:
What do you want homes?

Cortez:
Ah just come to make sure you do the stuff out there tonight…I don’t expect to be doing all the work in the ring tonight.

Midgard:
All the work? Homes, listen up, you may have beat me a couple of weeks ago, but you are not the boss of me, ill go out there and fight the fight, you just stay out of my way.

(Suddenly a knock at the door comes, the fans watching in the arena, suddenly begin to boo as Cortez and Midgard step away from each other, the tension suddenly breaking in the room. However the overconfident expression of Conrad Gray only brings a new atmosphere. Both men look at him prepared to fight if need be.)

Conrad:
Lower your fists boys, I am not here to fight!

(Midgard and Cortez stare quickly at each other before relaxing, Conrad looks around the room quickly a look of disgust on his face, he turns back to the door and signals two Immigration officers to enter, Midgard and Cortez both roll there eyes at this.)

Cortez:
Hey Conrad. Sheryl’s bitch ass brother you listening?

(Conrad Grits his teeth and turns to Cortez.)

Cortez:
We had all this 2 weeks ago with Shatter Star and Xavier, what are you going to do? The same thing? Hardly original!

(Conrad suddenly smiles before going nose to nose with Cortez, his obvious power hungry expression shining through.)

Conrad:
Well Chris… Your Main Event Rejected arse seems to have a problem…You see, Midgard here IS IN ACTUAL FACT, an Illegal Immigrant, so these REAL officers are here to take him home immediately!

(Midgard grits his teeth as the two large men grab him and cuff his hands behind his back, Cortez looks over at him, shocked for a second that his partner is being forced away from the arena, Conrad gives the men a nod before watching them lead Midgard from the arena. Conrad begins to walk away himself, suddenly Cortez speaks.)

Cortez:
What about my match? Who is my new partner?

Conrad:
Oh…Poor Christopher…

(Conrad turns to face him an evil grin on his face.)

Conrad:
I am afraid we have no spares left…Looks like you are going to have to go out there and impress me…After all it can’t be that hard, I AM only Sheryl’s bitch arse brother…Look forward to seeing you out there Cortez!

(Conrad turns and leaves the room as the camera turns back to Cortez who looks pissed off at the news as he stares on in the direction Conrad has left.)

Back In the Arena--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jerry Walters:
Can you believe that? CEO Gray has just forced Cortez to come out here alone, one on two against Shatter Star and Xavier!

Tim May:
Cortez shouldn’t have been shacking up with damn illegal immigrants then should he? It’s his own fault Jerry!

Jerry Walters:
The chances of a win now for Cortez have to be minimum, I mean he is against a former champion in the likes of Xavier and Shatter Star himself is a big mountain to climb…This has become a near on impossibility for Cortez.

Tim May:
Wow, you can tell this is a huge show Jerry, we are actually agreeing this early in the event!?! Well kind of, you see, its not near on…Cortez just cannot win now!

Jerry Walters:
Well don’t expect him not to try Tim, Cortez is one of the most charismatic young wrestlers in the ULW and he is no doubt going to give it his all in this match regardless of the odds!

Chris Cortez Vs Xavier & Shatter Star

(That beautiful, hateful and tantalizing theme, "Too Much", suddenly bursts the seams of the sound speakers and leaking into a flood of boos we get a reaction from the fans. Flash bulbs explode and out steps the Team Leader: XAVIER. As the fans stand to greet him properly, his dark eyes stare back out at them from behind that malicious mask of his, hiding something but telling everyone that tonight is going to be another fabulous night. His shirt reads YOUR TEAM LEADER in bold white letters, displaying his status in this federation; his pants are generic blue jeans, showcasing that he lacks the fashion outlook to do something different.
No fancy pyrotechnics follow him as he heads down the ramp and into the ringside area - nothing but a legion of hateful obscenities hurled his way by the fans that surround him. Xavier, of course, completely ignores them. His feet seem to crash down on the rampway as the fans' boos pick up even more, the pure weight of his greatness increasing his own weight by pounds and pounds. The Career Killer arrives in front of the ring, and as he does, the thousands of fans present in the Joe Louis arena boo louder than ever before in their attempt to verbally prevent him from entering the ring. He climbs up onto the apron and steps through the ropes into the ring, walking to the far end of the squared circle happily reluctant to taunt the booing fans, instead testing out the ropes as his music comes to an end.)

Jerry Walters:
Well a former ROW World champion in the ring here Tim and you have to believe he is going to be a big challenge for Cortez in this match.

Tim May:
If Cortez has any sense, he just won’t come out here! I mean the guy has just been handed his suicide note, he needs to stay backstage and just throw in the towel.

Jerry Walters:
I don’t think for one second Cortez is going to do that, or even consider it, this man just doesn’t know when to quit and that alone means he has every chance to pull out a win here but he needs to be clever and intelligent and staying as far away from this man would be his greatest chance I believe.

(Fuck Authority hits the sound system as Shatter Star flashes across all three screens, he walks out through the entrance way looking back in ore at the stage set, the Scaffolding either end of the females Screaming face, he turns back to the ring where the expressionless Xavier stands jumping on the spot, warming himself up for the match…Star rolls under the ropes and climbs the turnbuckle looking across at the booing fans, he jumps down and talks a little to Xavier who just nods. Stars music dies down and it seems to trigger cheers from around the arena as they prepare for Cortez to walk out!)

Jerry Walters:
Well Star is down here to make up the duo against Cortez, but the fans are already on there feet awaiting the entrance of the now handicapped Chris Cortez…

Tim May:
What is wrong with these fans? Can they not see the real stars are already out here?

Jerry Walters:
Well Cortez is very popular with these fans, his charismatic attitude is unmatched by anyone in the company, but my one worry here is Cortez may be lead in with his emotions. He is a man without a lot of pride and Xavier slapped Cortez while he was cuffed and lead out by Immigration officers 2 weeks ago and you have to wonder how he is mentally prepared for this?

Tim May:
Cortez, like he did with Stinger, will fault at the last hurdle, he is a second rate wrestler and the guy needs to stay backstage!

Jerry Walters:
Its words like that Tim that have got you in so much trouble with Holy War!

('CHRIS CORTEZ, THE BEST IN THE BUSINESS // ON YOUR WISHLIST HE IS FIRST ITEM FOR CHRISTMAS!' is spoken in a rhyming manner over the speakers and Fabulous - Never Duplicated begins to play.

YES I AM OFTEN IMMITATED

Yellow and black lights begin to flash around the arena before a studly man with sun glasses on walks onto the stage and looks around smirking, the fans are going crazy as Cortez takes in the cheers and the screams from the erupting crowd.

BUT I AM NEVER DUPLICATED

He walks along the width of the top of the stage taunting the fans who just seem to get louder before walking back to the centered rampway and heading down it touching the hand of all those in the front row before reaching the ring his eyes locked on Xavier. He stares for a second before walking to the steps and getting up onto the apron.)

Jerry Walters:
Well you have to wonder if Cortez can really defeat these odds? It is against him here.

Tim May:
Oh I know, watching someone like Cortez about to meet his doom, is somewhat…Satisfying!?!

Jerry Walters:
What is Kryenik doing to your mind?

(Cortez points across at Star and Xavier telling the referee to get one of them out of the ring, the official listens and walks over to the two men demanding one of them leaves the ring, Cortez steps in the squared circle and stands in the corner across from his two opponents, jumping on the spot and warming himself up, Xavier holds his hands in the air to the demanding referee and leaves the ring and standing on the apron. The referee moves away as Star looks over to Xavier quickly saying something regarding some kind of plan, he turns back to face Cortez but his distraction gave Cortez the element of surprise as Star turns right into a sharp right hand that knocks him back against the ropes, Cortez hits another right and another, he throws Star of the ropes and as SS comes back ducks down and throws him over his back right into a big back body drop, he suddenly turns to Xavier and hits him with a right hand as well knocking him of the apron and to the outside!
He turns back to Star who is getting back to his feet and charges past him before running up the turnbuckle and bouncing off at the back of SS and grabbing his head hitting a big bulldog, he covers,
1…
2…
Xavier is back in the ring and goes for an elbow drop but Cortez moves and Xavier hits Star instead!
Xavier is back on his feet but Cortez hits a right hand and another and another, he boots Xavier in the mid-section causing him to lean over before locking him in a front headlock and dropping down onto one knee using his leading leg and smashing Xavier face first into it knocking the former ROW champion back up vertical holding his face Cortez runs off the ropes and jumps at Xavier who tries to counter at the last minute with a tilt a whirl slam, but Cortez re-counters and wraps his legs round the head of Xavier hitting a thunderous hurricanrana!
Star attacks the standing Cortez with a right hand but Cortez blocks it and kicks him in the mid-section before hitting a big time DDT! He covers Star again,
1…
2…
This time Xavier does break the pin by hitting Cortez with a forearm to the back of the head.)

Jerry Walters:
OH That was close by Cortez! He could have had it right there!

Tim May:
I can’t believe Cortez right now!

Jerry Walters:
I told you he wouldn’t be out here to lose, he wants to win this and I believe for one now that he can do it!

Tim May:
No Jerry, Cortez will wear himself out! He is on a high now, But Xavier will show him watch!

(He lifts CC back up to his feet and throws him off the ropes but before he knows it Cortez is running back at him, he slides through the open legs of Xavier before grabbing his ankles from behind and lifting him by the legs dropping him face first into the mat, he lets go of Xavier’s ankles and runs against toward the ropes to Xavier’s side before springboarding himself off the middle rope into a moonsault right across the back of Xavier who grabs his spine and rolls out of the ring! Star is back on his feet and stumbles backwards into the corner, Cortez takes full advantage and steps up onto the middle rope slamming a right hand into the head of Star, then another then another, the fans are counting away as Cortez continues to lay in the punishment! Xavier climbs back on the apron and tries to get in the ring, but the referee sees him and trying to regain control of the match tries to stop him, Cortez slams his ninth right hand into the skull of Star, he suddenly taunts the fans and trash talks Star as the fans jump to there feet shouting for Cortez to hit the tenth punch, suddenly though Star lifts an arm and slams it right into the groin of Cortez, he grabs Cortez and lifts him away from the corner before dropping backwards and sending Cortez face first right into the top turnbuckle!)

Jerry Walters:
OH NO! Star just hit Cortez with a low blow and the referee didn’t see a thing!

Tim May:
The benefit of a second man Jerry, Cortez is going to get it now, he is outnumbered and outgunned, he can’t win this, I’m telling ya!

Jerry Walters:
Well you are right about that, the second man puts Cortez at a big disadvantage here, Xavier and Star always have time to tag in and out and keep each other fresh, Cortez doesn’t have that option.

Tim May:
Exactly and that is why he is going to lose here tonight!

(Star lays on the floor for a second as does Cortez as Xavier begins clapping for him to get up, the boos are amazingly loud as the popularity of Cortez begins to shine through, Star however is the first to his feet, he grabs Cortez who is on one knee and holds him up into the corner before hitting a big knifehand chop that sends a woo through the fans some of each still choosing to boo. He hits another one then presses his shoulder into the chest before charging Cortez half way across the ring by the arm before letting go and slamming him back first into the opposite turnbuckle so hard he just collapses to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Star gets back to his feet and tags Xavier in, the fans boo louder as Xavier steps in the ring, Star cleanly leaving. Xavier slowly walks over to Cortez who is up on his hands and knees, suddenly a loud boo bursts from the crowd as Xavier begins slapping the back of Cortez’s head, not once but twice, he begins shouting at Cortez who suddenly bursts back with a shot to the mid-section of Xavier and another he gets to one knee and takes another shot at the mid-section of X but suddenly Xavier burst back with an aggressive counter slamming his knee into the face of Cortez and knocking him back onto his rear sitting up in the corner. He begins slamming stomps into the chest of Cortez, the aggressiveness of Xavier showing in his actions, he lifts Cortez back to his feet and lifts him for a suplex but rather then lifting him straight up he lifts him high enough to rest him feet first on the top rope, suddenly he grabs Cortez by the head and brings him down across his shoulder Cortez’s feet still hooked on the top rope his lifeless body hanging down onto the mat, suddenly Xavier gets back to his feet begins stomping on the dangerously positioned Cortez, he walks to Star and tags him in the two men walking back to Cortez.
They lift him back up to his feet still on the ropes they stand either side of him both men grabbing him by head, the fans are booing loudly and shouting abuse at the two men as they attempt a double team version of Xavier’s last move, suddenly though Cortez grabs them by the heads and using all his upper body strength manages to lift both men off the mat and drop them head first onto the mat like a converted double reverse DDT!
He manages to unhook himself from the turnbuckle but his counter took so much out of him he can’t take advantage of the situation in the ring, all three men are down, Xavier rolls out of the ring still dazed and shocked by Cortez’s counter, Star manages to roll onto his front and get back to one knee, at the same time so does Cortez, both men struggle to there vertical base, suddenly Star lashes out with a right hand that knocks Cortez back a bit but Cortez swings back and hits Star! Both men suddenly regain some composure and the right hands just come faster and faster, neither man giving any ground, suddenly Star goes for a huge right, but Cortez ducks it and the momentum swings Star right around 180 degrees right into the waiting arms of Cortez who connects with a big time Reverse DDT! He gets back to his feet but the 6ft 4” Xavier charges at the lightweight, Cortez thinks quick and drops down lowering the top rope behind him causing Xavier to fall right out of the ring and back to the outside! Cortez suddenly stands on his feet and holds the top rope as Xavier gets back up, Xavier turns to the ring, but Cortez leaps onto the top rope jumping on it turning himself away from Cortez before jumping on it a second time and hitting a big time moonsault right onto Xavier! Cortez gets back to his feet but Star is on the top rope, he jumps off right onto the shoulders of Cortez going for a top rope Hurricanrana but Cortez catches him and holds him on his shoulders before powerbombing right into the side of the ring!!!!!!!!!!!
He rolls back in the ring as the fans go absolutely wild, Xavier and Star are both getting back up and Cortez charges of the far end ropes he runs across the ring and dives over the top rope hitting A HUGE DOUBLE CLOTHESLINES KNOCKING BOTH MEN BACK OFF THERE FEET!
He gets back up and lifts Star up with him, he rolls him back in the ring and follows him in, Star is clutching his back in agony, suddenly Cortez taunts the fans before stalking Star who is showing no signs of getting up, suddenly Xavier climbs onto the apron, Cortez sees him and springboards off the middle rope hitting a huge dropkick that knocks Xavier back to the outside, he quickly gets back on his feet just in time to lift the dazed Star who is back on his feet…..THE DEATH CORTEZ!!!!!! THE DEATH CORTEZ!!!!! HE HITS IT, THE FANS ARE ON THERE FEET GOING CRAZY, CAN CORTEZ DO IT!!!! TE REF COUNTS,
1…
2…
3…
CORTEZ WINS, CORTEZ WINS!!! He sits up onto his knees the joy flooding through his body as Never duplicated by Fabulous plays through the speakers again, he rolls out of the ring as and heads back up the ramp as the fans go crazy with eruptions.)

Jerry Walters:
CORTEZ DONE IT! HE BEAT THE ODDS AND HE HAS WON HERE AT PARANOIA!!

Tim May:
How? How did he do it? Xavier is a former ROW World Champion and Cortez beat him and the former ROW president…He must have cheated, he must have!

Jerry Walters:
He didn’t Tim! He won it fair and square and pulled out a hell of a performance as well…Whoa hang on, something happening here.

(Xavier rolls back in the ring as a hurt and dazed Shatter Star gets up, he pulls him self to his vertical base using the top rope the fans now silenced by the stuff happening in the ring, Xavier is kicking the ropes and the turnbuckles in frustration, Star sees him and tries to apologize, Xavier just holds his hands up in forgiveness, Star suddenly relaxes but Xavier moves as quick as lightning nearly taking Shatter Stars head off with a huge clothesline! He rolls out of the ring and grabs a chair to the jeers and snares of the booing crowd, he rolls back in and stalks the rising Shatter Star before pulling the chair right back before slamming it across his former bosses head as Star turns to face him! Blood begins to pour from his skull as Xavier just throws the chair the side before trash talking Star! He leaves the ring to his music as the booing fans just get louder.)

Jerry Walters:
Xavier just hit Shatter Star, his former boss and his own god damn partner!?!

Tim May:
Well he isn’t his boss nor his partner anymore. Xavier is going out on his own Jerry and to right as well, you saw Star tonight, he let Xavier down and cost him the match!

Jerry Walters:
That is no reason to open the man up by hitting him with steel chair after he has already took a grueling beating!

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

(The scene opens outside the ULW arena and inside a church the walls a clean grey stone, the windows decorated with pictures of Jesus and other religious art pieces, candles are lit all around the building as a priest walks quietly around the inside of the building, Remix and Impaler walk in and see the religious man, both men shrugging before confronting him, the elderly man stopping and smiling at the two Gangsta Nation members.)

Remix:
Can I ask you something Father..?

Priest:
Yes, the names Father Jerry. So what might I help you with?

Remix:
Well there are these 2 guys and a girl who claim to be a coven…

Father Jerry:
Well in two ways that’s a lie right there.

Impaler:
Really, how?

Father Jerry:
Well first of all a coven is a group of thirteen witches. And that’s only three people. I mean we are talking ten people less.

Remix:
True, true but the thing is they had a weird ceremony which freaked us out. I mean come on Farther, we are Gangsters, we shouldn’t be getting freaked out!?!

Father Jerry:
Wait! You’re gangster’s? Please don’t tell me you sin by killing those that are innocent?

Impaler:
YOU SICK FUCK! We are not thugs from the street. We are not homeless like The Coven! We are not mentally ill people like holy war! We are not people who run away from there problems like Random Hero and Chris Johnson! We have a problem we step up to it! Unlike most people we are not cowards!

Father Jerry:
I beg of you not to speak such language in the house of god again young man…You boys are wrestlers right?

Remix:
Yes.

Father Jerry:
In what wrestling brand and what match are you having?

Impaler:
We are in United Livewire Wrestling, in a brand called Fucked Up Friday. We are having....

(Father Jerry interrupts Impaler)

Father Jerry:
What did I just say about foul language in a holy church!?!

Remix and Impaler:
Sorry Farther

Farther Jerry:
What match are you in?

Remix:
In a United Livewire Wrestling Tag Team Title match with The Coven, Holy War, The Random Hero and Chris Johnson.

Father Jerry:
Well even after your insults in the house of god, you will be forgiven and against these dark souls I wish you luck.

(He turns behind him to a small container filled with purified water, he places his finger in the water before flicking the liquid over the faces of the two men both men seemingly confused and squinting as the water hits there faces, not expecting to be soaked when all they came for was a cross!)

Father Jerry:
In the name of the father the son and of the holy spirit. Amen.

(The father smiles at the two men and gives a short bow before turning and walking away as Remix and Impaler look at each other confused, before wiping the water off there faces, they both turn away from the church, Impaler stealing a small wooden cross on there way out, Remix takes the cross from him before throwing it to the side. )

Remix:
What are you doing? That cross isn’t going to help us, I mean what the hell is god going to do, cost us the Tag Titles! It’s in our fate tonight to win it, the lord almighty cannot stop us winning those belts and we don’t need no cross to help us either, it was a stupid idea anyway!

(Remix takes his cell phone from his pocket and dials in a number before putting it to his ear.)

Remix:
Is it still all set, you are going to be there right? Ok good, oh yeah, you are talking to the new tag team champions! Where are we? Oh, we just left the hotel, we stopped off somewhere on the way over to the arena, be there soon…Bye.

Impaler:
So?

Remix:
Yup, it’s going just as planed once again!

(The scene fades to black as Gangsta Nation get back in there car and smile at each other as they head on route for the Joe Louis arena)

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

(Michael Farraday is backstage looking for someone to interview, when Hellkat comes stomping out of an office, she's wearing a football helmet, sans faceguard.)

Hellkat:
MYYYYYAAAAAAAH-NYYYYYAAAAH! MOTHER FUZZIN' BOOKERPEOPLE!

(Hellkat crosses her arms and frowns.)

Hellkat:
Nyah! So what if this match is weeks in the makin'? I don't wanna hurt my head!

(Farraday, seeing a story runs up to Hellkat, a little to eagerly, the microphone pokes her in the eye.)

Hellkat:
OWWIE! WHAT'DJA DO THAT FOR YA BIG MEANIE?!

Farraday:
I hear you have a problem, what exactly is going on?

Hellkat:
I just got poked in my cute kitty-girl eye! THAT'S THE PROBLEM! I JUST GOT ASSAULTED BY A FEEKIN' CLOWNSHOES INTERVIEW GUY WITH THE HAND-EYE COORDINATION OF A PAIR OF THREE DAY OLD UNDIES!

Farraday:
I meant your OTHER problem.

Hellkat:
Oh. Well, I got's me a nice little concussion, and my head feels like it's been sat on by Andre after supper time, AN' I STILL GOTTA WRESTLE TONIGHT! IN A BIG BAD MEAN CAGE OF DEATH! An' if I get dropped on my cute little head again, I might get my brains a-scrambled even more! NYAH! Not good at all!

(Farraday is shoved out of the scene by a scruffy looking man in red leather, with an enormous pompador.)

Frankie:
Frankie the Shill, reporter for 2PopupsWrestlingt.com, is it true that Andre has consumed his own weight in ice cream sandwiches since his arrival in ULW?

Hellkat:
YEAH! The meanie! I got for a nice crispy-creamy ice creamy treat and MYEH! He's sucked 'em all into his face.

Frankie:
And of the rumors that he only shows up to the arena five minutes before his match?

Hellkat:
NYAH! SO THEN I STILL HAVE A CHANCE AT AN ICE CREAM SAMMITCH! Oh, ’n maybe I can get one of those chocolate chip cookies AWOL bakes. OUTTA MY WAY FATTY!

(Hellkat takes off running down the hall, shoving the Shill aside, and stepping on Michael Farraday.)

Back In the Arena--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jerry Walters:
What the hell where Gangsta Nation doing in a church?

Tim May:
Maybe there religious?

Jerry Walters:
I somehow doubt that, however I do think the wrestlers have took one to many knocks to the head!

Tim May:
No Hellkat has always been like that!

Jerry Walters:
She is wearing an American football helmet? She has got worse!

Tim May:
Ok point taken

The Hunter Vs Prodigy

(The lights in the arena suddenly black out and the Joe Louis arena is left in darkness, suddenly the cheers sound out as Prodigy’s face shows up on the two side screens, suddenly his music hits and the lights begin to flicker different colors as sparkles begin to sprinkle from the sides of the ramp! Prodigy walks out as the fans just get louder he heads down the ramp to the flickering lights touching the hands of every fan loving every minute of the atmosphere, he gets to the ring and rolls in before climbing the far turnbuckle and taunting the fans while shouting trash about Hunter before jumping down as the lights return to normal, the ref pads him down as Prodigy prepares for Hunter.)

Jerry Walter:
Well what a story this match has Tim, Jon Oswald was originally booked to be here against Prodigy, but Hunter screwed his own friend out of that position and now its Hunter getting his shot at revenge against Prodigy for the defeat he suffered two weeks ago at FUF.

Tim May:
How was Oswald screwed? Hunter was told Oswald had an injury and simply told management to stop his friends injury from getting worse!

Jerry Walters:
Nevertheless it was Oswald’s dream to be here tonight and now the son of a bitch Hunter broke Oswald’s trust and went behind his back to worm his way into Paranoia! He doesn’t deserve to be here!

Tim May:
How can you say that!?! Hunter has every right to be here, he deserves revenge at Prodigy as much as Oswald does!

(The lights in the arena again dim as ‘The game’ by Motorhead hits the speakers, the fans get to there feet, booing loudly as Hunter flashes across the big screen a purple shroud covers the arena as the boos get much louder as Hunter walks out from the back all ready for action, he stands at the top of the huge stage set for a second look around at the booing fans before walking down the ramp ignoring the front rows snares and abuse, he walks to the steps and climbs up them onto the apron before looking over at Prodigy and pointing while talking trash, he enters the ring and walks over to Prodigy getting in his face and talking more trash, suddenly Prodigy lets lose and slaps Hunter!)

Jerry Walters:
Hunters music hasn’t even stopped and this match is on!

Tim May:
A CHEAP SHOT JERRY!

Jerry Walters:
Hunter attempted to talk some trash and Prodigy wasn’t having it!

Tim May:
He was wishing him luck god damn it!

(Hunters music finishes but Prodigy is letting lose on him with right hands knocking him back into the ropes suddenly he steps back and clotheslines Hunter right over the top rope and to the outside with power and force! He turns back into the middle of the ring and taunts the fans in the peak of his adrenalin rush the cheers and the excitement from the crowd hyping him up more and more. He turns back to Hunter on one knee back on the apron he leans over the top rope to grab him, but Hunter is playing possum and grabs Prodigy by the head hanging him throat first on the top rope, Prodigy manages to stay on his feet but stumbles back into the middle of the ring, Hunter rolls in the ring to see Prodigy’s momentum has spun him round back facing, he grabs Prodigy from behind and lifts him into a quick back body drop before kneeling over him and hitting fast aggressive right hands!
The referee breaks it up and pulls Hunter away from Prodigy, Hunter gets to his feet lifting him into a suplex before going for the pin,
1…
2…
No Kickout by Prodigy, Hunter gets back up and lifts Prodigy back up with him.
He throws a right hand and another before lifting Prodigy onto his shoulder, taunting the fans he runs him back first into the turnbuckles before letting him hang in a tree of woe Prodigy’s feet stuck behind the turnbuckle, he begins stomping on his chest before taunting the booing fans again as he strolls across the ring to the opposite corner then turns and charges at the hanging Prodigy looking for a shoulder thrust but Prodigy at the last second lifts himself out of the way causing Hunter to go right between the turnbuckles and shoulder first right into the ring post! Hunter pulls himself away from the turnbuckle in pain holding his shoulder, he turns back toward Prodigy but Prodigy is perched on the turnbuckle, he jumps off and lands across the shoulders of Hunter the momentum knocking Hunter to the ground causing Prodigy to sit across his chest, he gets up and runs off the ropes as Hunter gets back to one knee before hitting a big dropkick to the face that lays Hunter out flat on the mat, Prodigy is quickly back on his feet, the momentum quickly swinging back his way he jumps up onto the top rope and hits a split leg moonsault right onto the body of Hunter, he covers,
1…
2…
No, Hunter manages to get his shoulder of the mat. Prodigy lifts Hunter back to his feet and twists his arm once, then again before slamming his elbow across his shoulder still holding his grip on Hunters twisted arm, he leads him to the far turnbuckle and without letting go of his arm manages to jump off the middle rope springboarding himself at Hunter, he lets go of the arm and wraps his legs around the head of Hunter hitting a Hurricanrana the move sending Hunter flying through the ropes to the outside of the ring right by the announcers table! Hunter is amazingly dazed, he gets to his feet on the outside of the ring, he turns toward the ring, but sees Prodigy on the top he flies off looking for a crossbody but Hunter sees it coming and moves out of the way using Prodigy’s own momentum to slam him head first into the announcers table that near enough knocks him out! Hunter gets a breather before walking over to Prodigy, he lifts him up and slams his head into the announcers table again before using all his weight and sending Prodigy crashing hard into the steel ring-post head first! Prodigy’s body wraps around the post and flings him around to another side of the squared circle.
Hunter rolls in the ring breaking the referees count, he walks over to the side of the ring Prodigy is laying and climbs back out of the ring as the referee shouts for him to get back in the ring, he lifts Prodigy to his feet and picks him up onto his shoulder, before taunting the fans again who boo him loudly, he turns Prodigy toward the ring-post and suddenly slams him back first right into the post, he walks Prodigy back a few steps and for a second time charges the ring-post slamming Prodigy into it again, he drops Prodigy to his feet and quickly lifts a knee into his stomach before slamming him head first into the apron knocking him back to the floor.)

Jerry Walters:
Well since Prodigy’s high risk didn’t pay off, Hunter has had dominance here and you Prodigy is taking a lot of shots to the back! Those ring-posts ladies and gentleman are not fake or protected, that is thick steel and that is not budging no matter what hits it!

Tim May:
Hunter is showing his dominance now, see I told you he deserved to be here, Oswald wouldn’t have been able to do this, he would have hobbled his way home by now!

Jerry Walters:
Well that’s a debatable point, however what isn’t debatable is Hunter really is proving his critics wrong here, if Prodigy doesn’t get into this match soon, I think Hunter might just win this!

(He rolls in the ring again breaking the count before rolling back out, He grabs Prodigy and lifts him back to his feet then rolling him back in the ring, he climbs in himself lifting Prodigy back up before picking him off his feet again and locking in a bear hug putting more pressure on the back of Prodigy, the referee is asking him if he quits but Prodigy is refusing, suddenly he spreads his arms out wide and slams his hands across the sides of Hunters head, he does it a second time and Hunter drops him to the mat but keeps his hold and using all his strength suddenly lifts Prodigy over for a belly to back suplex!
Hunter is quickly back up and is begins trash talking Prodigy before furiously laying in stomp after stomp across the torso of the smaller lighter man, he runs off the ropes but slows to a stride as he reaches the downed body of Prodigy before dropping a knee right across his forehead, causing Prodigy to roll around in pain. Prodigy is giving no time to breathe though, Hunter lifts him back up and throws him in the corner hitting a big knifehand chop making Prodigy clutch his chest which has gone bright red, Hunter fires off a right hand before throwing Prodigy across the ring into the opposite corner, he charges at him but and jumps in the air trying to hit a big splash but Prodigy moves and Hunter falls chest first into the top turnbuckle before bouncing back toward the middle of the ring, he turns to face Prodigy who in desperation suddenly hits a big time X-factor! Hunter is not moving but Prodigy is to beat up to do anything, both men are down neither are moving, the referee begins to count,
1…
2…
3…
4…
Both men are moving again, but neither is up,
5…
6…
7…
Prodigy is one knee, quickly followed by Hunter,
8…
9…
Prodigy is up on his feet, Hunter is as well, Hunter throws a right hand but Prodigy blocks it and hits a right of his own and another and another, he quickly builds momentum and knocks Hunter back into the corner, in anger he hits crazed knifehand chops, Hunter goes for another right hand but Prodigy ducks it and counter hitting Hunter with a poke to the eye that cause the fans to go crazy! He hits Hunter with another right hand before grabbing his head and hitting him with a big time monkey flip! He jumps onto the middle rope and waits for Hunter to get to his feet, he does and Prodigy grabs the top rope locking in a head scissors on Hunter before letting go of the top rope and throwing Hunter shoulder first again through the middle and top turnbuckle and into the ring-post!)

Jerry Walters:
OH WHAT A MOVE, WHAT A MOVE BY PRODIGY!!!!!!!

Tim May:
Oh no!!!! Hunter what’s happening!?!

Jerry Walters:
Prodigy is on fire, He could win this here!

(He gets to his feet and grabs the legs of Hunter who is balancing his chest on the middle turnbuckle, the fans are going nuts as Prodigy looks around at them for some support, suddenly he boots Hunter right in the stomach causing to Hunter to lift his head in pain and head-butting the top turnbuckle! He rolls out from the corner and lays on the mat, Prodigy stomps a little on Hunter before lifting him back to his feet but suddenly Hunter counters and hits a huge Spine buster on Prodigy that seemingly shakes the ring!!!
Again both men are down and not moving, the referee begins another count, however this time both men are quickly getting back up, he only gets to five as Hunter reaches his feet, using the ropes for leverage, he turns to Prodigy who is on one knee the other side of the ring. He propels himself off the ropes and charges at Prodigy but he sees it coming and ducks low before lifting Hunter into a back body drop right over the top rope and to the outside of the ring!
Prodigy regains some breathe in the ring before getting back to his vertical base and looking outside the squared circle toward the ramp where Hunter is stumbling back onto his jelly legs, he turns to face Prodigy, but the high flyer is at it again jumping onto the top rope before hitting a huge shooting star press taking Hunter right out!)

Jerry Walters:
OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!! PRODIGY JUST PUT HIS OWN BODY AT RISK!!!!

Tim May:
OH MY GOD!!!! Ill give a shout on that one Jerry, oh my god!

(Both men are floored outside the ring, the chants of ‘holy shit’ circling now as Prodigy gets back up the move taking some out of him, he walks back to the ring and climbs onto the apron before taunting the fans again he waits for Hunter to get up, he does and Prodigy jumps at him looking for what seems like a double axe handle but Hunter counters with a shot to the mid-section that flips Prodigy right over and back first onto the mat! Hunter falls to one knee tired, he grabs the apron and gets back up grabbing Prodigy and hitting another right hand before rolling him back in the ring, he takes a quick breather and climbs onto the apron however the time has given Prodigy time to get up he charges off the far ropes and attempts to knock Hunter of the apron but Hunter sees it coming and ducks low slamming his shoulder into the mid-section of Prodigy causing him to stumble in pain back to the centre of the ring, Hunter climbs through the ropes just in time for Prodigy to turn right into a the face buster, Prodigy’s face crashing into the leg of Hunter knocking him to the mat!
Hunter out of breathe, hurt and tired suddenly calls for his finisher, the boo’s are echoing out around the arena, as Hunter stalks Prodigy who is one knee, he forcefully gets back to feet, before turning right into a kick to the midsection before being placed between Hunters legs and having his arms hooked….THE KILL SHOT, THE KILL SHOT HE HIT IT, HE HIT IT!!! Hunter, turns Prodigy over he covers, suddenly the cheers around the arena blast out as Jon Oswald charges down the ramp and to the ring, the man who was screwed out of his place at the event is here! The referee counts,
1…
2…
NOO! Oswald drags the referee out of the ring with force the referees head crashing off the protective mats as Hunter waits for the third count, he looks around for the referee but cannot see him anywhere, standing up he turns to see Oswald flipping him the bird on the apron, he charges at Oswald swinging a right hand but JO jumps of the apron grabbing the head of Hunter and hanging him on the top rope, he Hunter stumbles backwards as Prodigy slowly gets back to his feet, he grabs Hunter twisting him to face and kicks him in the stomach then with his last bit of energy DILUSSION, DILUSSION!!!! PRODIGY HITS THE DDT!!! Oswald shakes the referee who begins to come round and rolls him back in the ring as Prodigy makes the pin hooking the leg. Oswald walks back up the ramp as the fans jump to there feet counting the referees slow count with him,
1…

2…

3… PRODIGY WINS, PRODIGY WINS! He rolls to his knees and grabs his face as if he can’t believe he done it, his music hits the speakers again as the fans are going crazy, he gets to his feet as the referee raises his hand, the moment one he is in ore of, the fans noise level unbelievable, he drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring as Oswald gives him a salute before heading backstage, Hunter acknowledges it and heads slowly back up the ramp taking in the reaction of the fans as much as he can.)

Jerry Walters:
What a match! What a Match! Hunter finally got what he deserved and Jon Oswald in his last ever appearance in the ULW finally achieved his dream, maybe not in the way he wanted, but he got here, he was in the Joe Louis arena for the history making first ever ULW Paranoia.

Tim May:
NO! Hunter didn’t get what he deserved at all damn it! He was screwed!

Jerry Walters:
And rightly so, the son of a bitch took the secret of someone who fought he was a friend and used it to improve on his own career, he screwed a friend over to give himself the limelight.

Tim May:
That’s not quite true…..Ok maybe it is, but Oswald had no right to be here!

Jerry Walters:
Well I am glad he was and when the split happens now, Hunter will know he had his ass handed to him!

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

(The scene opens backstage outside the locker room of Main event superstar Pulse, there is a huge racket being made inside the room and smashing and banging can be heard, Interviewer Terri Lynn Blaze comes into a shot a microphone in hand.)

Terri:
Well I’m here outside the locker room of Pulse and as you can hear something is really not right, the banging has been going on for around 10 minutes and I will try and get a word with Pulse now, if I can?

(She knocks on the door, no answer, she knocks again a little louder, suddenly the noise steps and whispers can be heard, the door opens and Monoxide and Stinger X-2 step out nervous smiles on there faces as Terri looks confused to see them, she looks at the name on the door again and stares back at the them.)

Terri:
What are you guys doing here?

Stinger:
Just helping, Pulse…

Monoxide:
Yeah helping him prepare for his match tonight you know how it is?

Terri:
Can I get a few words with him?

Monoxide and Stinger:
NO!

Stinger:
I mean no…He isn’t ready yet!

Monoxide:
Yeah…Er I got to go…Got a match… See ya!

(Stinger and Monoxide walk away at fast pace as Terri looks on confused, she pushes the door of Pulses locker room open, furniture has been overturned and items are seen covering the floor, the more fragile stuff destroyed, Pulse is lying on the floor, out cold, Terri calls for help and charges to his side, trying to help him out as the scene fades back to the arena.)

Back In the Arena--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jerry Walters:
What the hell is going on back there?

Tim May:
HAHAHA! Monoxide and Stinger just gave Pulse a beating! DX-2 have officially kicked him out!

Jerry Walters:
And kicked him in!

Tim May:
HAHAHA! Classic! Well it seems he won’t be in that Weapons lair tonight!

Jerry Walters:
Good point Tim, Pulse is in the Weapons lair match tonight! What the hell? Did Stinger just screw Pulse out of the match tonight!?!

Tim May:
Looks like it! What a plan Jerry, pretend to be friends with Pulse, then only a couple of hours away from the event take him out! Brilliance, pure Brilliance!

Hardcore Title
Monoxide © Vs X

(“Take me away” by ICP blasts the arena and Monoxide comes out to huge boo’s. He is wearing blue jean shorts and has his face painted up white with black painted eyes. He enters the ring and starts bouncing around doing a warm up as he awaits his opponent)

Jerry Walters:
Well this is the second title of the night up for grabs and what a match this is going to be, these two men have fought before in a closely battled encounter and I am sure its going to be no different here tonight.

Tim May:
HB is a weak man Jerry…He cannot compete against the likes of Monoxide I mean we just saw what he done to Pulse, this man is truly superior.

(Suddenly the lights in the arena go out as the sound of a storm can be heard, the side screen show dark clouds moving through the sky at a very fast pace, suddenly a bolt of lightning flashes from them as does a bolt from somewhere in the arena striking the stage and causing mushroom clouds to burst from the rampway as a purple light slowly begins to rise up the ramp until it reaches the entrance area, Monoxide is looking concerned as well he should do as suddenly the letter ‘X’ appears on the big screen as the fans suddenly realize what is going on there cheers changing to boo’s as X walks out from the back, the alter ego of HB returns wearing all black as he slowly walks down the ramp a smile on his face, he jumps onto the apron and stares at Monoxide who isn’t sure how to handle this.)

Jerry Walters:
X!!!!!!!! HB HAS TURNED BACK INTO X TIM!!!

Tim May:
Weak no more baby!!!

(At the sound of the bell, X charges towards Monoxide and tries to tackle him, but Monoxide manages to stay on his feet although getting shoved into the corner of the ring. X begins firing punches wildly, connecting to the face and body of Monoxide but also missing a huge haymaker which allows Monoxide to deliver a big time knee to the gut. Monoxide then grabs X by the head and delivers another knee, this time right into the face of X, sending him sprawling to the mat. X scrambles away from Monoxide in order to get to his feet, but Monoxide doesn’t give him much room as he follows X closely and pounds into X’s face with his right fist. X is quick to return the favor however and the two of them begin whaling on each other with right hands. After a few viscious shots back and forth, X charges Monoxide once again and this time succeeds in tackling him down to the mat. X is ruthless, pounding away on Monoxide’s head with everything that he’s got. Monoxide struggles to get free but is virtually helpless during this raging onslaught brought on by X. After he is somewhat content, X lifts Monoxide up and quickly tosses him right over the top rope and to the outside of the ring.)

Jerry Walters:
This isn’t a wrestling match anymore, hell I don’t think it ever was! These two came here for a fight and that’s exactly whats taking place out here.

Tim May:
HB… or X I guess, whatever his name is, I doubt its either of those to be honest.. ANYWAYS, he looks like he is the aggressor so far, taking it to the Hardcore Champion!

(X slides out of the ring and frantically begins searching under the ring apron for some weapons. He pulls out a trash can and immediately goes after Monoxide with it raised high above his head. Before Monoxide can even get to his feet, X smashes the trash can across his lower back, denting it in the middle. He continues his assault, not letting up for a moment, hammering the trash can into Monoxide’s body again and again. The crowd is almost sickened at how brutal X is, giving Monoxide well over twenty swats with the thin piece of metal that was once considered a trash can. It begins bending in the middle as it flattens out completely, becoming weaker with every smash and useless as a weapon. X throws the object away and goes back under the ring, looking for a new toy and he finds it, a table which has conveniently been wrapped in razor wire. He pulls it out from under the ring and begins to set it up as Monoxide pulls himself towards the guard rail and shaking the effects of the trash can off as best he can. Once the table has been set up, X walks over to the time keepers table and tosses some unsuspecting innocent elderly man to the concrete floor only to steal his steel folding chair. X folds it up and holds it with two hands, taking a couple of practice swings, holding it much like a baseball bat. By this point Monoxide has made it up to his feet completely but is still staggering a little, using the guard rail for support as X comes walking quickly towards him with the chair held high above his head.)

Jerry Walters:
Oh my god, ladies and gentlemen this guy is sick! What is X planning to do here, has he lost his mind!? It looks to me like Monoxide is in for a LOT of pain!

Tim May:
Well we knew he was completely fucked in the head already Jerry, but this is getting out of control! X is going to tear Monoxide apart! Is there no stopping this man?

(X approaches Monoxide quickly and swings with all of his might, but before it can do sufficient damage to Monoxide’s cranium, he sits on the floor and ducks his head down, causing the chair to crash into the barricade. Monoxide low blows X from this position, causing him to drop the chair and stagger away towards the ring. Monoxide picks the chair up off of the floor and stands up, then takes a few steps towards X before cracking the chair across his opponent’s skull. X falls to the floor like a sack of potatoes while Monoxide takes a bit of a breather. Before picking X back up off of the floor, he cranks him in the head once again with the chair for good measure. Monoxide rolls X into the ring and climbs up onto the ring apron after him. With the chair still in hand, Monoxide climbs up to the top rope and upon taking a quick look, he leaps off nailing an elbow drop into X’s chest with some help from the steel chair. Monoxide holds his arm in pain briefly, before rolling over onto X and hooking the leg, attempting the first pin of the match. The referee begins the count…1…2…kick out by X!! The fans give a loud response.)

Jerry Walters:
Monoxide has quickly turned this hard hitting Hardcore Championship match around, but I wouldn’t count X out yet! These two are really taking it to each other.

Tim May:
What a bold move that was by Monoxide there, sacrificing his own body in order to inflict pain on his opponent. You never know though, that sore elbow could come back to haunt him.

(Monoxide gets to his feet quickly and grabs X by the leg, then drags him towards the ropes. Monoxide steps through the ropes after dropping X’s leg and stands on the ring apron, then kneels down and drags X out onto the ring apron with him. Monoxide struggles to bring X to his feet, while X tries to escape from his grasp. Monoxide delivers a couple of stiff rights to the face in order to neutralize X again for the time being, then lifts him up into a powerbomb position. Monoxide looks towards the razor wire table as a sadistic smile creeps across his face and he begins charging towards it with X on his shoulders. Monoxide jumps off of the ring apron to put X through the table, but X grabs hold of the top rope with both hands and hangs on. Monoxide gets whipped back around by X’s legs which are wrapped around the Champs neck. Monoxide now finds himself helpless, getting choked in a leg scissor hold while hanging from his neck, off balance. After the preceding incident, X squeezes harder, applying even more pressure to the hold and stopping Monoxide from getting a single breath in. Monoxide takes a moment to get his footing on the floor, but once he does X lets go of the top rope and spins himself around, spinning Monoxide in the process and then flipping him over with a hurricanrana onto the hard floor outside of the ring. Monoxide is lifeless, aside from the choking and coughing as he lays flat on his back. X goes over to make a cover. The referee makes the count as X hooks the leg…1…2…kick out!! X is almost in disbelief, arguing with the official about there being a slow count.)

Jerry Walters:
Once again, another sudden turn of events in this match. If X hadn’t have grabbed onto that rope, Monoxide might have been able to put this one away.

Tim May:
Eventually someone has got to go through that table Jerry, I’m just trying to be patient. Who is it going to be?

(X starts hammering away on Monoxide again, which causes his nose to start bleeding. After a few more hard shots, he lifts Monoxide up off of his feet and irish whips him hard into the ring steps. Monoxide’s body crashes against the steel and the top step gets dislodged on impact. X walks over to Monoxide and slams him face first against the bottom step a couple of times, then stacks the top step back in place, with Monoxide’s head sandwiched between them. X then hops up onto the ring apron and climbs onto the top rope, looking don at the steps beneath him. The fans go crazy as they realize that X could end up killing Monoxide if he goes through with what he has planned. After a moment, he jumps from the top rope, but Monoxide pulls his head out from between the steps and moves the top step so that it is sits vertically. The step catches X between the legs, bringing a whole new meaning to the term ‘nutcracker’ and X jumps forward on instinct but ends up going face first into the guard rail. Monoxide grabs the top step and lifts it up above his head, then hurls it at X crushing him underneath it.)

Jerry Walters:
Oh my god, these guys are out of control! Someone is going to be killed out here if they keep this up! Monoxide nearly had his head crushed into a pancake!

Tim May:
X isn’t doing much better Jerry, Monoxide just launched those steps right on top of him! I would be surprised to see either of them walk away from this one, might as well call the ambulances right now.

(Monoxide lifts X up and out from underneath the steps, then walks him over towards the table. Once again, he sets him up into position for a powerbomb. Monoxide easily gets X up and onto his shoulders, spins around a full three hundred and sixty degrees, then slams him down through the table as hard as he can! The Twisted Powerbomb! X howls in pain as the razor wire tears at his flesh and rips at his clothing, although he is in too much pain to try to get away. Monoxide however, grabs him by the arms and peels him off of the table with razor wire clinging to X and coming loose off of the table. Monoxide pulls him further away, but the razor wire just keeps coming along with him. After a while, Monoxide goes behind X and carefully holds onto the wire in order to rip it from X’s back. X screams as the razor wire cuts through his skin, he puts his hands on the guard rail for support rather than falling over now that Monoxide has released him and can barely stand up after being put through the table. Once Monoxide has gotten rid of most of the razor wire though, he takes X and walks him back towards the ring. X stops Monoxide in his tracks though with a well timed drop toe hold, which sends Monoxide face first into the ring apron. X crawls over towards the razor wire and gets his hands on it, but Monoxide quickly follows after him. Monoxide kicks X in the ribs and quickly pulls him back to his feet, but X knees Monoxide in the get and wraps the razor wire around his neck! X tries to slice through Monoxide’s throat, but before too much damage can be done, Monoxide knees X in the gut and drops him head first into the floor with a DDT! Monoxide grabs at his throat which has a slice across it, bleeding a little. He makes choking noises and falls to his knees, then starts crawling towards the timekeepers table. He crawls past it and starts rummaging through a few things sitting on a chair until he finds a roll of duct tape. He rolls out a piece and rips it off, then places it over the wound on his throat to stop it from opening any further.)

Jerry Walters:
My god what the hell is X trying to do, someone should stop this damn match! He’s going to kill Monoxide! He tried to rip his throat apart! This is supposed to be a wrestling match!

Tim May:
I have to agree with you Jerry, even though I don’t very often. X has no remorse, he just doesn’t give a shit what he does to Monoxide. Hell, I’m surprised he didn’t bring a damn gun with him!

(Monoxide seals the tape up around his throat and breathes heavily as he climbs back to his feet. He turns and looks towards X who is still on the floor, holding his head in pain. Monoxide drops the roll of tape and begins walking over towards X, his hands in fists, a psychotic look on his face. Monoxide stands above X for a moment, glaring down at him and kicks him hard in the face. He thin picks him up, once again sets him up for a powerbomb and starts spinning with X on his shoulders. When he stops, he powerbombs X right onto the barricade surrounding the ring! X’s body nearly snaps in half on impact as his spine cracks against the unforgiving structure. Monoxide throws his limp body to the floor and covers him as the referee quickly goes down to make the count. 1…2…3!! Monoxide spits in X’s face, walks around the ring to pick up his Hardcore Title and then walks to the backstage area.)

Jerry Walters:
What a hellacious match that was ladies and gentlemen, I don’t know what to say. Monoxide was lucky to escape with his life, much less the victory. What about X though?

Tim May:
Indeed, perhaps the ULW panel will consider suspending him for his actions in this one, although it was all perfectly legal with these Hardcore Rules in place.

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

(The scene cuts backstage to the Office of new Annihilation General Manager Blake Selters, he puts a folder down on the coffee table of his VIP lounge the black leather sofa looking very comfortable, he leans down to sit on it, suddenly a knock at the door the comes, before he can even stand vertical the knock comes again…Selters looks a little pissed as he walks to the door and opens it, as soon as he does the door flies open and Hunter walks in pacing up and down the room his face one of furious anger.)

Blake:
What the hell do you want? You want to talk to me you be a little more patient.

Hunter:
Did you see it out there? Did you see that no good son of a bitch Prodigy beat me out there?

Blake:
That I did.

Hunter:
Oswald had no right to be here, I was screwed, screwed god damn it! I want my revenge, send me to FUF, just for one show, let me get Prodigy?

Blake:
No.

Hunter:
Why? Surely you are not going to let FUF get the last say, come on what kind of GM are you god damn it?

Blake:
You don’t understand. You won’t be going to FUF and they won’t be getting the last say…

Hunter:
You’re right I don’t understand?

Blake:
Prodigy…Is coming to Annihilation, Mrs. Gray has given me her assurance…You will get your revenge Hunter and Annihilation will get the last say! Don’t you worry about a thing.

(Blake smiles at Hunter, the evil expression of the angered wrestler showing as the thoughts of revenge begin to flash through his mind, what the duo have in mind for Prodigy is not good no matter what it is!?!)

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

Lightweight Championship Open

Terri Lynn Blaze:
The next match...Is the LIGHTWEIGHT OPEN...Any wrestler under 220 pounds is allowed to join and the Lightweight Championship IS ON THE LINE!

Jerry Walters:
Who do you think is going to come out anyone?

Tim May:
I dont know

(Suddenly the lights flicker out and Prodigy walks out from the back, the fans are on there feet as the Lightweight walks down the ramp, he touches the hands of the fans on his way down and rolls in the ring as the lights return to normal.)

Jerry Walters:
Well that answers our first question, its going to be Prodigy Vs Who?

Tim May:
This could be interesting?

(“Take me away” by ICP blasts the arena and Monoxide comes out to huge boo’s. He is wearing blue jean shorts and has his face painted up white with black painted eyes. He is plastered and stitched from his hardcore title defence earlier in the night, his hardcore title over his shoulder, he walks down the ramp the boos continuing before rolling in the ring and climbing the turnbuckle holding his title aloft, he jumps down and the referee pads him down before the bell rings.)

Jerry Walters:
Its Monoxide! The Hardcore Champion Monoxide is out here and he is looking beaten and battered...I am no sure this is such a good idea for Monoxide, he took a beating earlier in the show.

Tim May:
Monoxide is the HARDCORE champion Jerry, not no useless nothing like Prodigy, he is hardcore cause he can take the punishment, now shutup and call the match!

(Monoxide glares at Prodigy from across the ring, he grins sadistically. Prodigy isn't phased in the slightest. The two walk to the center of the ring. Collar and elbow tie up. Prodigy gets the advantage, applying a headlock. Monoxide shoves Prodigy into the ropes, and ducks his head. Prodigy flips over, hooking Monoxide in a sunset flip. One count only, Monoxide reverses into a pin of his own.
1…
2…
Prodigy kicks out and rolls back. Monoxide gets back to his feet, Prodigy takes him back down with a double leg takedown, into a pin, one count only. Monoxide rolls Prodigy into a small package.
1…
2…
Prodigy reverses! Monoxide's shoulders are down,
1…
2…
The two are back up, but a backslide by Monoxide. One count only, Monoxide rolls over, and rolls Prodigy up with a schoolboy. One count. Both men are up again. Prodigy off the ropes, Monoxide leap frogs, the two bounce off opposing sets of ropes. Prodigy jumps up, catching Monoxide with a hurricanrana, and holds for a pin.
1…
2...
Monoxide rolls through,
1...
2…
Prodigy flips Monoxide over,
1...
2...
Monoxide kicks Prodigy in the head breaking the pin before both get up to their feet and stare at each other from across the ring. The audience applaud the fast pace of both men. Prodigy comes across the ring, Monoxide takes him down with a Japanese arm drag, Monoxide tries to take advantage but Prodigy brings Monoxide down to his level with a drop toe hold, Prodigy quickly applies an armbar, but Monoxide gets to the rope. Both men get back on their feet. Prodigy quickly tries to take advantage attempting to kick Monoxide in the stomach but Monoxide grabs his foot but Prodigy counters with an Enzugiri on Monoxide. Monoxide drops to one knee, as Prodigy runs off the ropes and dropkicks Monoxide in the face. Prodigy covers Monoxide for a pin, which gets a one count. Monoxide shoves Prodigy off of him, and grabs his arm locking in an armbar submission Prodigy tries to escape it but can’t seem to escape it, Monoxide locks it in harder Prodigy crying out in pain suddenly he manages to force his way up onto his knees, he gets to his feet as Monoxide desperately holds on trying to lock the move in harder, with that Prodigy counters showing great strength lifting Monoxide of his feet pulling Monoxide up and dropping him into a sit-down powerbomb straight into a pin,
1...
2…
Prodigy stands up, signaling for his DDT finisher the Dillusion already seen once in the Joe Louis arena, Prodigy hooks Monoxide's head but Monoxide hooks the tights, and throws Prodigy over his head and OUT OF THE RING with a Northern Lights Suplex. Prodigy is out on his back staring up at the lights on the ceiling he gets back up dazed Prodigy is staggering around trying to catch his bearings, when Monoxide catapults himself over the top rope, and crashes right into Prodigy with a huge crossbody that takes both men down! Monoxide gets back to his feet lifting Prodigy back to his before whipping toward the ring apron but Prodigy counters throwing Monoxide into it instead the DX-2 members back crashing against the apron his fatigue already beginning to wear thin from the hardcore bout he had earlier in the show.)

Jerry Walters:
Both these men have already competed here tonight, both men won but you have to wonder how much is in there tanks especially Monoxide who was in a grueling battle with the returning personality of X…A dangerous foe on his worst day.

Tim May:
Monoxide is a true warrior Jerry, he defends his hardcore belt and now he is out here fighting now, unlike Prodigy, I mean he cheated to win his match!

Jerry Walters:
Monoxide and Prodigy are both equals here Tim, they both fought in great matches and are both out here fighting for more gold, personally I think Prodigy may just do it here, Monoxide is possibly hurt still from the hardcore bout he fought in earlier, his fatigue seems lower.

Tim May:
You try getting hit with a chair and see if you can last as long in a second match in one night!

(Wasting no time Prodigy jumps back up onto the apron waiting for Monoxide to face him he does and Prodigy jumps of the apron turning his back to him and causing Monoxide to catch him in a wheelbarrow position, Monoxide tries to lift him up but Prodigy hoping for such a move grabs Monoxide by the head before driving him face first into the protective mats with a big bulldog! He gets back to his feet quickly and lifts Monoxide back up before rolling him back in the ring, he jumps up onto the apron and leaps over the top rope before hitting a leg drop right across Monoxide, he covers hooking the leg,
1…
2…
No Kickout by Monoxide, Prodigy gets to his feet and runs of the ropes running back at Monoxide who is on one knee he goes for a dropkicks but Monoxide moves out of the way pushing the legs away from hitting and quickly goes for the cover as Prodigy hits the mat, but Prodigy kicks out before the ref can even make a one count, both men get back to there feet and Monoxide quickly grabs the arm of Prodigy hitting a big hip toss Prodigy gets straight back up and Monoxide hits another hip toss. The Hardcore champion runs off the ropes as Prodigy gets back up he comes back at Prodigy but Prodigy lifts him for a tilt a whirl, however Monoxide counter hitting a big Hurricanrana taking Prodigy down. He gets back to his feet, taunting the fans he runs off the ropes furthest from Prodigy before going into a forward roll getting to his feet and hitting a forward moonsault on his opponent otherwise known as the Rolling thunder, Monoxide covers this time,
1…
2…
No Prodigy kicks out.)

Jerry Walters:
Well Monoxide is really giving his all here, another close call but Prodigy manages to kick out, but how much longer can these two men go? There first matches were some of the greatest performances I have seen in the ULW since the doors of this company opened and this second match is just as good.

Tim May:
Prodigy is finished now Jerry, Monoxide is on a role, he has some momentum now and once he gets on top of an opponent, he wont lose, I mean this man is the Hardcore Champion, he didn’t get that title for dancing around in a ballerinas dress.

Jerry Walters:
You have a strange imagination!

Tim May:
Did I say I was imagining it?

Jerry Walters:
You didn’t have to!

Tim May:
…………Damn!

(Monoxide lifts Prodigy to his feet and holds him against the ropes before slowing the pace and hitting a crashing knife edge chop, he steps back then hits another huge chop before throwing Prodigy across the ring, he runs off the opposite ropes and the two men run past each other picking up speed, they come back at each other a second time and Monoxide looks to grapple Prodigy but Prodigy counters sliding between the legs of Monoxide grabbing by the ankles on his way through sending Monoxide face first into the mat before lifting Monoxides legs and stepping on the back of his knee joints and hooking his arms, suddenly Prodigy drops onto his back holding Monoxide in the air in a surfboard!!! The referee is asking Monoxide if he gives up but the hardcore champion isn’t giving in, he holds on until Prodigy lets go and throws him aside, he gets back to his feet and leaves the ring moving back out onto the apron, he climbs the turnbuckle and perches himself on top as Monoxide gets back to his feet, he turns toward Prodigy who flies off and hits a big time missile dropkick before quickly crawling into another cover,
1…
2…
No another Kickout by Monoxide!
Prodigy gets frustrated and slams his hands on the mat before getting back to his feet and again calling for his finisher, he stalks Monoxide impatiently telling him to get back to his feet, suddenly boos ring out as Hunter appears from the back he walks down the ramp with a stroll a smile across his face. Prodigy turns to the fans reaction and sees Hunter, he starts trash talking Hunter who just out stretches his arms and shrugs as if to say he isn’t doing anything. Monoxide is back on his feet and Prodigy hasn’t noticed, Hunter informs Prodigy to look behind him….Suddenly he remembers Monoxide, he looks around but walks right into a huge kick to the mid-section, Monoxide lifts him onto his shoulders THE TWISTED POWERBOMB(Spinning Powerbomb)!!!! HE HITS IT!!!!!! Prodigy is laid out between Monoxides legs as the ref lays down to count, Hunter walks back up the ramp satisfied with his work, a smile on his face. The referee begins to count to the boos of the fans,
1…
2…
3…)

Jerry Walters:
OH MY GOD! Prodigy had this match won, he was only seconds away from his first ULW title and Hunter come down and cost him the match, he just cost Prodigy the win and the Lightweight championship!

Tim May:
How is it Hunters fault? He probably couldn’t see the match properly on the televisions back there so he came out to get a better view, he didn’t actually get involved!

Jerry Walters:
Oh don’t try and stick up for the two faced son of a bitch, he conned Oswald was a sore loser when he lost to Prodigy earlier in the night and came out here and cost him the Lightweight title! Prodigy and Hunter haven’t seen the last of each other, that’s for sure!

(The fans are erupting into boos as Monoxide rolls away from the pin the referee raising his hand before grabbing the Lightweight championship and handing it to Monoxide as well as his Hardcore title. The DX-2 member doesn’t even stop to recognize the fans, instead ignore them as his music plays over the sound system again, a belt now on either of his shoulders, Prodigy is back on his knees his teeth gritted together as he realizes Hunter just cost him his shot at gold. He slams his hands on the mat as the cameras go backstage.)

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

(Sky is stomping around backstage in a huff, complaining about the result of last week's match.)

Sky:
What the fuck? Does the guy need glasses? Shit. I thought it'd be easy to tell the difference between me and Slayer. But nooooo....

(A voice from behind startles Sky.)

Psikyl:
Cease your whining, my friend, you're hurting my ears.

(Sky looks over Psikyl, his eyes pause on the massive brace on Psikyl's left leg, he shakes his head.)

Sky:
How'd you manage to sneak up on me like that, Tin Man?

(Psikyl tilts his head and smiles.)

Psikyl:
I have my ways. Just so you know, I'm only doing this because someone asked a favor of me, I have nothing against you personally.

Sky:
So what are you going to do? Have that nameless Frankenstein's Monster you manage sneak up behind me, and carve a little bitty scythe in my forehead?

(Psikyl shakes his head.)

Psikyl:
No actually, I was planning to have him carve his name backwards on your forehead. But unfortunately I've been asked not to mark you, save for contusions occurring during the beating you're about to receive.

(Sky turns and spreads his arms.)

Sky:
I don't see him, you sure you got your schedule right?

(A door opens and the massive man in red and black steps out into the hall, for the first time we see his face, or more accurately the demonic looking mask covering it. The behemoth taps Sky on the shoulder. Sky turns, and is leveled with a punch to the face. The behemoth grabs Sky by the throat and throws him into the air, catching his legs and bringing him down in a vicious powerbomb. The assault isn't over, as the red and black leviathan picks Sky up off the floor and steps up onto a nearby table, with Sky in Fall-away Slam position. The big man backflips off the table, smashing Sky with a powerslam of sorts out of a moonsault. Sky is writhing in agony and holding his ribs. Psikyl looks down on the fallen Virginian.)

Psikyl:
Sorry to do this, but as I said, it's just a business transaction. And someone decided that you being roughed up was my business.

(The scene ends as Jerry Walters and Tim May are seen back at there broadcasting table.)

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

Jerry Walters:
That was the same son of a bitch that hurt Hellkat last week and Synclaire and Tyson the week before! Now he has attacked Sky!

Tim May:
That guy looks like a scary Son of a bitch, but hey, come on Jerry you heard the guy back there, its business, someone wanted Sky taken out and they simply got on with business.

Jerry Walters:
Question is, who would hire a devastating force like that to take out Sky?

Tim May:
Good question and when Sky wakes up? Maybe he will be asking the same thing?

(The lights inside the arena suddenly drop down to pitch black. The crowd looks around in the darkness not knowing what’s going on. The announcers, Jerry Walters and Tim May look at each other and try to find out what’s going on.)

Jerry Walters:
I'm sorry ladies and gentlemen, but it seems that we are having some sort of problem with the lighting at the moment. We should be back up in a few seconds if you would just bare with us.

Tim May:
Can it Jerry, we all know that the roadies have been slacking off again. Or someone has plugged in the coffee pot into that overloaded power socket again.

(The sound of some woman humming can slowly be heard getting louder, a bit of guitar music fading into the background. A single light shines into the entrance as the music gets louder. On the video screen, an image of a garden comes into view as the music starts. A man dressed in a long black leather hooded trench coat walks through the garden towards the front of the screen. Suddenly the screen and music goes to static.)

Jerry Walters:
Who or what was that??

Tim May:
Do I look like the man with all the damn information. Get a clue stupid.

(While Jerry and Tim continue to banter back and forth, smoke billows forth out of the entrance. The music comes back on, this time a lot harder edged than before. It's "Lies" by Evanescence. A guy dressed in the exact same long black leather hooded trench coat walks out of the entrance and makes his way towards the ring. The crowd doesn't know what to make of this guy and the Detroit fans are in complete silence.. The guy pays them no mind and continues to walk down to the ring, twin trails of fire following him down to the ring as he walks.)

Jerry Walters:
I'm checking backstage to get some information on who this guy is, but they can't find anything.

Tim May:
That's right, those stupid idiots backstage just let any random person walk out onto our PPV. What is this? Amateur mic night?

(The guy walks to the corner of the ring and climbs up the ring steps. He walks along the apron till he reaches the center of the ring apron where he stops dead in his tracks. He turns himself so that his back leans against the ropes and he is facing the entrance from where he just came from. A second later, he places his hands on the edge of the hood and slowly pulls it back over his head. Long black dreadlocks fall from the hood, partly covering this guy's face. He slowly removes the coat from his body and places it on the top ring rope. He climbs into the ring and walks around for a moment before heading over towards where the ring announcer is standing.)

Tim May:
I know who this is!! It's Killjoy from the former UCWF!! This is the Devil Assassin!! But why the hell is he here?

Jerry Walters:
I dunno. Maybe he would be willing to shed some light on that subject. But if you take notice, he still has the UCWF Television title belt around his waist.

Tim May:
What's that got to do with anything? The UCWF is dead and gone.

(Killjoy takes the microphone from the ring announcer and turns to address the crowd. But he quickly sins back and kicks the ring announcer in the jaw with a vicious super-kick. She goes down like a ton of bricks and Killjoy turns back to the crowd who start booing his actions. He looks at them for a moment and smiles some sort of weird and sadistic smile as he walks over to the nearest corner and sits down in it. The crowd seems to get a little quieter as Killjoy raises the microphone to his face and prepares to speak.)

Killjoy:
So this is the ULW. This is meant to be a place where I will be tested to the highest point of my skills. That seems like a load of total bull from what I have seen thus far. Sure, there are a few redeeming people here like Psycho & Too Magnificent, but even they are somewhat sub par to my skills.

But that is not why I am here tonight. I am here tonight to convey a warning to all those people on the FUF roster. You have all been judged guilty of being too human. For not seeing those that walk among you that are something more. I am talking about those who are above you, those like myself. The demons have been unleashed on this world. For years we have remained in the shadows, depicted wrongly in your TV shows and movies. I am here to show you exactly what lays beyond the shadows. It is time for you all to learn the true fate behind your way of thinking. I am here to alter your perception. I am here to bring you into my reality, into my world. Enjoy your stay for you will never leave.

("Lies" by Evanescence begins to play once again as Killjoy gets up from sitting in the corner. He walks over and places the microphone down next to the still knocked out ring announcer. He walks over to the ring ropes and picks up his coat. He places it back onto his body and replaces the hood over his face before climbing out of the ring and making his way down onto the floor. He walks back up to the entrance where he disappears into the shadows once again. His music fades out and the arena's lights come back up to normal. The shot settles onto Jerry and Tim once again as they look a little shocked at what they just saw.)

Jerry Walters:
Well there you have it. Killjoy has just given a warning to the whole FUF roster. But I have no idea what this means.

Tim May:
That's because you’re an idiot. Killjoy is promising a world of pain and blood on the FUF roster. I tell you now, FUF has just become THE show to watch.

Jerry Walters:
You may not be wrong there and I am surprised you haven’t followed that comment up with and als-

Tim May:
And also because the man himself, Tim May…Is going to be announcing there…Oh yes, Tim May, the big cheese, is going to be on the flagship show and if that isn’t reason enough to watch FUF, then you people will never be satisfied.

Jerry Walters:
God give me strength!

Tag Team Titles
Holy War Vs The Coven Vs Gangsta Nation

(The sound of laughing children begins to play through the speakers as the fans suddenly jump to there feet in excitement, all trying to fight for a place in the front row to get a first hand look at the best tag teams in the industry, the childish laughter suddenly stops as the lights go out setting off a huge eruption from the sold out Joe Louis arena, a monstrous laugh hits as the coven symbol hits the side screens causing the fans to go crazy again, the lights turn into a dim purple as a mist begins to form along the floor, the cheers just get louder Demento appears with Tristan side by side, they walk slowly out into the arena and through the snow white mist on shrouding the rampway floor, they reach the bottom of the ramp and stand either side of it before looking back up the ramp…The music stops and the whole arena goes back into darkness, suddenly a thunderbolt comes from the top of the arena striking the stage causing the stage to set alight, the eyes of the screaming woman on the set burning alight the flames large as the name Serenity hits the side screens as ‘How soon is now’ By the Smiths hits the speakers, suddenly cloaked men with wooden torches slowly appear from the backstage walking down the ramp until they reach Tristan and Demento who are looking up the ramp expectantly as the cloaked men stop suddenly cheers erupt from right around the arena, louder then ever as Serenity appears from the back her black leather jacket blowing slightly from the draft in the arena, she stops at the top of the ramp looking around at the fans in the arena before slowly walking down the ramp through the middle of the torch holding men, she reaches the bottom as Demento walks beside her, Tristan beside him, the three of them jump on the apron and climb into the ring as the fans go crazy once more for them. Serenity and Tristan take the jackets off as Demento says a few last words to them before leaving the ring.)

Jerry Walters:
Did you get a shiver up your back?

Tim May:
Did you?

Jerry Walters:
Oh yeah!

Tim May:
So did I!

Jerry Walters:
What an entrance for the Coven but can they get the job finished this time, can they take the tag team gold, can they achieve there wish and win the titles THIS TIME, right here at Paranoia!

Tim May:
I hope so, hell anyone but Holy War!

Jerry Walters:
Well two weeks ago at FUF this was the match up, the main event, this was the exact match we had and AWOL managed to pin Serenity to retain the titles for Holy War and Serenity then suffered another loss for the Television title last week, CAN THEY do it here tonight, can Coven capture the gold they so deserve.

(Suddenly ‘Till I collapse’ hits as the fans boos echo around the arena, the words Gangsta Nation hits the side screens and the two men Remix and Impaler walk out to an eruption of hatred, the two men walk the width of the set and taunt the fans who just continue to boo them, they head back to the centre of the walkway and head down the ramp pointing and trash talking the Coven, they reach the ring and climb onto the apron, Tristan surprisingly not going for either of them as they enter the ring, they climb the front two turnbuckles and taunt the fans again as there music comes to a close, standing across from Coven they continue there trash talking.)

Jerry Walters:
Well Gangsta Nation, never short for words, no doubt about that, can they do it here tonight? Can they capture the Tag team titles, they are more then capable of it.

Tim May:
Well this is who my money is on, Gangsta Nation, Remix and Zero-, I mean Impaler…This guys are the next tag champions, ill swear down on it, they cannot lose!

Jerry Walters:
Oh but they can, the Coven are a deadly tag team and truly powerful as a duo, a lot will depend on Tristan in this match if the Coven are to be successful and this is without eve mentioning the tag team champions and the member of that team who just so happens to be the World Champion, the Holy War!

Tim May:
NO! There is no way those no good pieces of crap are going to win again! AWOL will be to selfish and be concentrating on his match for the World title, while Chapel has his mind on Kryenik! My bodyguard!

Jerry Walters:
Actually you have a point there Tim, they have been distracted recently but the question is can they do it? Can they retain there titles.

(The arena grows dark as fire ignites in front of the entryway. "Sun Doesn't Rise" by Mushroom Head blares over the sound system and Chapel's highlight reel begins to play as Chapel emerges with Demona as the flames part. Chapel, in a trench-coat and with a black hood over his head, raises his arms and the flames moves down the aisle forming a path. Chapel and Demona walk toward the ring, they head down the ramp stopping at the bottom as Chapel takes his trench-coat off and hands it to Demona…Chapels music stops and the fans go crazy as they await his partner.)

Jerry Walters:
Well there is Chapel, now we just await the World Heavyweight Champion.

Tim May:
They shouldn’t even be out here, these stupid sons of bitches don’t deserve to be here.

Jerry Walters:
Careful Tim, Chapel is looking right over here!

(Suddenly all the lights in the arena go dark and a single spotlight shines up to the stage. Some mellow acoustic chords begin to play as the crowd go wild, the eruption near on deafening. Sulley from Godsmack begins to sing "It's safe to say, you’re never alive, a big part of you has died, and by the way, I hope you're satisfied...." The curtains are ripped open at the next instant as mushroom cloud shaped pyro’s explode on the corners of the stage. The Biggest, Craziest Bastard in ULW comes storming out of the back as a the heavy metal version of "Awake" roars out of the speakers. AWOL stomps to the ring, ignoring the crowd reaction, he heads down the ramp and hands his titles to Demona as Chapel and joins him as the two men slide in the ring! Gangsta Nation jump out of the ring and meet the stare of Chapel and AWOL who then turn to the Coven, Tristan staring angrily toward AWOL his body purposely in front of Serenity’s.)

Jerry Walters:
Here is the World Champion ladies and gentleman, in his first of two matches here tonight, the second being that he is seemingly refusing to look at, The Weapons Lair Match!!

Tim May:
Because he is scared, the coward is shitting his pants about it that’s why Jerry!

Jerry Walters:
Are you going to be like this with them forever?

Tim May:
If I cant help it…….Yes!

Jerry Walters:
You are pathetic!

(Chapel stays in the ring as AWOL leaves, he looks directly across at Tristan who leans back agreeing with Serenity to start the match, they continue to glare at each other as the bell sounds, both members of Gangsta Nation are on the apron talking trash to both men as they circle each other in the ring, suddenly Tristan turns hitting Remix with a right hand as Chapel hits Impaler both Gangsta Nation members falling to the outside, suddenly Tristan turns Chapel to face him and hits him with a right hand of his own, he throws him across the ring into the ropes and jumps down to his chest, Chapel jumps over him and carries on across the ring into the opposite ropes he comes back of them right into a big hip toss by Tristan, Chapel is quickly back up but right into another hip toss!
The fans are going nuts as Tristan stances himself preparing for another attack but Chapel controls himself and stops at one knee, he looks at Tristan and slowly gets back to both feet he begins circling the ring again as does Tristan, both men seeming calm and focused, they lock up again and both men push for dominance, Chapel manages to break the grapple and lock Tristan by the head, but not for long Tristan manages to throw Chapel across the ring using the ropes nearest to him he slides down onto his chest again, Chapel jumps over him and flies off the opposite ropes at great pace he comes back toward Tristan locking his arm under the pit of Chapel trying to lift Chapel for another Hip toss but Chapel blocks it and suddenly lines Tristan up for a huge standing clothesline that nearly takes the Coven members head off! Chapel picks Tristan back up and throws him off the ropes again he goes for a clothesline but Tristan ducks it and grabs Chapel from behind, into a big back body drop.
Tristan gets to his feet shaking the cobwebs before stomping aggressively on the downed Chapel, he lifts him back up hitting a tame kick to the midsection before slamming in a hard right hand and another knocking Chapel back into the Coven corner, he stomps harder now on the torso of Chapel before happily tagging in Serenity which causes a loud cheer as Tristan drags Chapel back out into the centre of the ring he lifts him for a piledriver and holds him toward the Coven corner as Serenity climbs to the top, Tristan hits a big time sit down piledriver as Serenity flies off the top rope hitting a leg drop almost as soon as Chapel lands back first onto the mat, she hooks the leg,
1…
2…
No Chapel kicks out, she stomps on Chapel some more, before springboarding of the middle rope going for an Asai moonsault but Chapel rolls out of the way however Serenity lands right back on her feet she uses her momentum and runs off the far ropes before jumping feet first right into the rising Chapels face knocking him down back down to the canvas. She tags Tristan back in and both Coven members lift Chapel back to his feet, he runs off the ropes and back at Tristan he lifts him for a big flapjack but as he brings him down Serenity grabs his head and hits a modified RKO! Chapel is laid out flat, Tristan covers,
1…
2…
No Remix jumps in breaking the count before quickly leaving the ring again.

Tristan gets back to his feet looking angrily at Remix who just talks more trash from the apron, ignoring him the coven member picks Chapel back up hitting another sharp right hand he throws him into the empty corner and charges in at full speed, but Chapel suddenly uses the last of his energy and lunges out of the corner and raises his boot catching Tristan square in the middle of the face!!! Nearly taking his head off for the second time in this match up! Tristan falls to the canvas and grabs his face in pain as Chapel gets his breathe back still suffering from the double teams handed to him by the Coven, he gets to his hands and knees still lost for breathe but he forces himself to back onto his feet stumbling backwards, suddenly Impaler leans over the ropes slapping the back of Chapel tagging himself into the match. Chapel looks pissed as Impaler smiles at him before walking across the ring to Tristan who himself is on his hand and Knees, Impaler begins slapping the head of Tristan before delivering a huge boot to the torso winding Tristan. He walks back to the centre of the ring taunting the fans who boo loudly at him, he just give the screw you signal making the fans louder before walking back to Tristan, he lifts the Coven member to his feet and throws him in the corner hitting numerous large boots before pressing his foot into the throat of Tristan choking him in the corner, the referee is counting, he gets to 4 and Impaler lets go of the move as Tristan falls to the mat again. Impaler picks him back up and only to receive a cracking right from Tristan who knocks him back into the middle of the ring, he slams another right into his skull and another and another, the fans are going crazy as Impaler stands his ground taking the punishment, Suddenly as Tristan goes for one more right Impaler in frustration lunges out slamming a knee into the stomach of the Coven member knocking him back to one knee, Impaler charges off the ropes before coming back to Tristan and delivering another big boot to the head.
Lifting Tristan back up he lifts him onto his shoulder before resting his back across his neck and grabbing his chin pulling on his knees and chin locking in a torture rack, the fans are on there feet suddenly as Impaler starts pulling wildly, Tristan unable to do anything he starts taunting the fans jumping up and down in a full circle applying more and more pressure to Tristan suddenly as he turns to the Holy War corner he notices AWOL in the ring, the World Champ lunges at Impaler hitting a huge Shuffle side kick to the chin causing him to let go of his grip but Tristan thinks quickly and rolls the dazed Impaler into a crucifix pin!!
1…
2…
NO Impaler kicks out.

Both men slowly get back to there feet Impaler going for a right hand but Tristan ducks it and grabs Impaler from behind for a reverse DDT, GRAVE DANGER!!!!!!! HE HITS IT!!!!!!! He covers,
1…
2…
NOOO!!! AWOL runs in and breaks the pin kicking Tristan in the back of the head.)

Jerry Walters:
OH!! This was nearly over right here, Tristan nearly had this match won! If it wasn’t for AWOL, this one was all over!

Tim May:
That’s cheating Jerry, he wasn’t the legal man, AWOL and Chapel should be dq’d and sent backstage while the real tag teams, Coven and Gangsta Nation fight it out, Holy War are ruining this match!

Jerry Walters:
Firstly you don’t like Coven, secondly had I been an illegal break of the pin by anyone but Holy War you wouldn’t have a problem with it and thirdly you can hardly start talking about the rules I am surprised you know what they are?

Tim May:
Ill have you know, I am a strict follower of the rules!

Jerry Walters:
Then why always support those that break them and condone it?

Tim May:
……I CANNOT HERE YOU MONKEY NUTS!!!

(The World Champ goes to leave the ring but suddenly is clotheslined from behind by an angry Tristan who knocks him to the mat, he stomps away on the downed body of AWOL before kneeling over the back of AWOL and grabbing him by the head slamming him face first into the apron not once but twice, suddenly the begins throwing forearms viciously to the side of AWOL’s face, he gets back to his feet and turns to see Impaler but is clotheslined right to hell as the force of the move knocks Tristan inside out! Impaler collapses to the canvas before grabbing the middle rope and forcing himself back up to his feet, he walks back to the downed Tristan lifting him slowly back up before setting him up and lifting him for a big Suplex…He holds him in the air for what seems like hours before suddenly dropping him down, back first, into the mat.
He rolls back to his feet and tags in Remix before leaving the ring in pain as he rests his head on the top rope leaning against the ring-post, Remix quickly takes over stomping away on the downed Tristan who tries to get back to his hands and knee but again he is given a big kick to the torso knocking him right over onto his back, Remix picks Tristan back up and throws him off the ropes hitting a big shoulder block knocking Tristan down, he taunts the fans who boo him loud and clear, before taunting AWOL who just stands and listens not reacting to Remix’s taunts. The Nation member leans down to pick up the hurt Tristan but suddenly the Coven member grabs him rolling him into a pin,
1…
2…
NO, Remix kicks out.
He quickly gets back to his feet and begins stomping away on Tristan again who has suffered inside that ring for sometime now, he lifts Tristan back up and lifts him off his feet cradled across his chest before dropping him into a forward slam into a pin,
1…
2…
No Tristan gets his shoulder of the mat.
Remix slams his hand on the mat getting frustrated he lifts Tristan by the hair and drags him to the Nation corner tagging in Impaler, he lifts the arm of Tristan leaving his torso completely defenseless as Impaler lifts his boot for a cracking shot to the mid-section, Tristan stays on his feet but holds his side in pain Impaler taunts the fans before slamming a hard right hand to the face of Tristan knocking him to the mat, he picks him back up and attempts to throw him off the ropes but Tristan counters throwing Impaler instead he turns and runs the opposite way at the ropes across the ring before meeting Impaler back in the centre of the squared circle and hitting a huge double clothesline that knocks both men to the ground and into a world of there own. The both lay flat out on the mat, neither man really moving, Impaler rolls onto his front and shakes his head of the cobwebs as he slowly begins crawling to his corner, not long after Tristan also begins crawling across the ring, but is so dazed he is crawling to Holy War!!!
Impaler gets to one knee and quickly crawls to his corner tagging in Remix who swiftly climbs through the ropes and grabs the boot of Tristan, but the Coven member twists onto his back Kicks Remix in the face before reaching out tagging in World Champion AWOL!!!!!!
The Champ climbs through the ropes and charges Remix down with a huge clothesline, Remix gets back to his feet but is taken down with another big clothesline, Impaler runs at AWOL but the champ sees him coming and counters his charge with thunderous spinebuster before turning to the slowly rising Remix and lifting him onto his shoulders before dropping him into a Samoan drop! AWOL cries it shouts out with adrenalin but from behind Tristan shoulder blocks the back of AWOL’s knee! The Coven member rolls out of the ring and joins Serenity on the apron as both Nation members begin to get up as does AWOL, all three get up at the same time and Remix and Impaler try a double clothesline but AWOL ducks it and grabs them both from behind before hitting a double reverse DDT!!!!)

Jerry Walters:
Oh AWOL is on fire here, the World Heavyweight champion is one fire, Gangsta Nation have got there work cut out here!

Tim May:
COME ON DAMN IT! Beat him down!

Jerry Walters:
Tim what’s the matter, you afraid if Holy War win here that you are going to be next?

Tim May:
Shut the hell up Jerry!

(The fans are going nuts as AWOL slowly gets back to his feet, he lifts Remix back up and locks him in a grapple before showing amazing strength by throwing Remix over his head into a belly to back suplex, suddenly Tristan gets back in the ring and catches the champ by surprise with right hands. This triggers Chapel in the ring who grabs the rising Impaler and hits a devastating DDT! He gets back to his feet but Serenity flies off the top rope landing on Chapels shoulders and hitting a big hurricanrana! She stands up and stalks the rising Remix, he gets to his feet and she grabs his arm looking to throw him across the ring but he reverse it and throws her instead but she flips onto her hands her legs bouncing of the top rope flipping her back toward Remix before she uses her momentum jumping in the air hitting a big time elbow taking him of his feet, suddenly though Impaler comes from nowhere hitting a big time clothesline on Serenity knocking her right over the top rope and to the outside, a furious Tristan turns to Impaler hitting right hand after right hand before booting him in the stomach and hitting a big inverted DDT causing more damage to his head. The referee is desperately trying to get this organized he leans over Chapel trying to get him up but doesn’t see Trina, Gangsta Nations manager charge down the ramp with a chair, she hides by the ring apron looking across to Remix before sliding him a chair, AWOL is distracted with Tristan and hasn’t seen the chair get bought in the ring, the ref turns from Chapel but before he can see what’s happening in the ring Trina is up on the apron screaming and shouting at the referee who is trying to control her Remix gets to his feet hiding the chair purposely behind his body, Chapel walks over to him and grabs him by the head but as he gets to one knee he slams the chair top first into the torso of Chapel before standing up and hitting him with a thunderous shot across the head, AWOL hears the sound but as he turns receives a shot of the chair as well, the fans are booing loudly! A dazed Tristan gets to his feet from his beat down with AWOL and like the Holy War members gets clocked with the chair, suddenly the fans go wild as Serenity jumps to the top rope behind Remix and perches herself there, Remix turns chair in front of his face but Serenity flies off using both her feet to boot the chair right into Remix’s own face cutting him right open!!! Suddenly Demento comes from behind Trina and pulls her off the apron making her land face first right across the ring apron! The referee turns back to the ring and is shocked at the carnage in the ring. Serenity has rolled back out to the Apron as has Impaler who is on one knee in his corner. Tristan is out flat, motionless on the edge of the apron by the Nation corner, AWOL is beginning to move now as Chapel also bloody now rolls to the ring apron. Remix and AWOL reach there feet and one after the other throw hard right hands, both men not giving any ground suddenly AWOL throws a right hand but Remix ducks and lifts him up for a big back body drop but AWOL counters and falls behind Remix before attempting a German suplex but Remix blocks it and hits a devastating elbow on the champion knocking him back against the ropes. Remix slowly walks toward AWOL, but he champion hits a kick to the midsection on Remix and another and another he feels the momentum building, he runs off the ropes going for a clothesline on remix as the fans go nuts, but suddenly Remix ducks it at the last minute, AWOL turns to face him as the momentum sent him stumble to far past the Nation member but Remix just lifts him into a spinebuster and drops him down hard before suddenly calling for his finisher as the fans boo loudly.
He stalks AWOL who slowly get to his feet before booting him in the stomach and placing him between his legs, before taunting for the WO TANG CLAN (Last ride)…. He lifts AWOL onto his shoulders before showing amazing strength and lifting him in the air and dropping him down HE HIT IT, HE HIT IT, REMIX HIT IT!!! HE COVERS,
1…
2…
NOOOO!! AWOL KICKED OUT AT THE VERY LAST MINUTE!)

Jerry Walters:
NO!!! AWOL KICKED OUT, HE KICKED OUT DAMN IT! Come On AWOL!!! Remix hasn’t won it yet!

Tim May:
No, no, that was three Jerry, AWOL just got hit with the Wo tang clan, he should be out, why the hell is he still going!?!

Jerry Walters:
Because this Tim May, is out World Champion, this is our top player and this is one of those men I called for last week, he is a hero!

(Remix slams his hands on the mat, he gets to his feet in anger the trash talking continuing, this time to the referee, he turns back to AWOL and lifts him to his feet, before slapping him in the face tauntingly and attempting a kick to the mid-section on AWOL to set up the RSKO! But AWOL grabs his leg and spins him around before grabbing him from behind DAISY CUTTER, DAISY CUTTER (Inverted pumphandle slam) HE HITS IT, REMIX IS LAID OUT FLAT! But AWOL is to hurt to make the cover, he slowly crawls toward Remix before eventually getting his hand over the body of the Nation member,
1…
2…
3..NO!! Tristan a the last second leaps from the mat and breaks the pin literally using all his energy to push AWOL of Remix!
Tristan stumbles to his feet still hurt from the beating he has took in the match and drags the lifeless body to the Coven corner as the ref shouts at him, but rather then tag himself in, he realizes he is hurt and offer the hand of Remix to Serenity who looks as shocked as everyone, she tags the hand of Remix before jumping to the top turnbuckle and as AWOL gets back to his feet, he stands but right into a crossbody by Serenity that takes him right back to the mat Chapel jumps in the ring and charges at her but she sees him coming and drops to the mat hitting a drop toe hold that sends Chapel face first into the canvas! She springs back to her feet but suddenly Impaler grabs her from behind and holds her as Serenity struggles to escape, suddenly she connects with a big elbow, breaking the lock of Impaler, who stumbles away from her and right into a huge Spear by Tristan that’s so powerful both men fly through the ropes and to the outside the fall hurting them both!

Serenity is distracted by her love going to outside just long enough for Remix to get back to his feet, he grabs her by the shoulder and spins her round, he kicks her in the mid-section……RSKO!!!!!!!!! RSKO!!!!!!!! HE HIT IT, HE COVERS, The referee is refusing to count, he isn’t the legal man! Remix can’t believe it, he gets back to his feet and begins shouting with the referee, Remix is infuriated, suddenly Chapel comes from behind and turns Remix to face him before kicking him in the stomach and lifting him above his head into a cross formation….THE CRUCIFER!!!!!!HE HITS IT!!!! Remix rolls to the outside in agony but boos are ringing out around the arena, the fans are going nuts with shouting and jeers as BILLY KRYENIK APPEARS FROM THE CROWD!!!!!)

Jerry Walters:
WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING HERE!?! IT’S YOUR DAMN BODYGUARD!

Tim May:
Oh Billy boy, here we go Jerry, things are about to pick up and Chapel is about to learn a lesson!

Jerry Walters:
This no good son of a bitch is ruining a perfectly good match, he does not belong out here…Oh no…Demona look out!!!

(He grabs Demona by the waist and the mouth and starts walking backwards back up the ramp, Chapel hasn’t seen a thing, he gets back to his feet and sets Serenity up in the cross formation but as he goes to drop her down he sees Demona in trouble!!! He lets go off Serenity and rolls under the bottom rope running up the ramp to help her, Kryenik throws Demona aside and steps back into the entrance area, Chapel is red in the face with fury, Billy runs through the curtain and Chapel quickly moves to follow but suddenly Tommy Deathrow appears from the curtain slamming a kendo stick right across the head of Chapel before heading back into the backstage area as Demona kneels over Chapel trying to make sure he is ok! AWOL is furious in the ring, he turns back in the ring but Tristan is back in the ring and on his feet he lifts AWOL high in the air into a delayed spinebuster, Serenity is on the top rope!!!!! BLACK BITE!!!!! BLACK BITE!!!!!! (Delayed Spinebuster and flipping Neckbreaker!) THEY HIT IT, THEY HIT IT, SERENITY COVERS, AWOL AS TRISTAN HITS IMPALER WITH A KNEE KEEPING HIM OUT OF THE RING,
1…
2…
3…
COVEN ARE THE NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!! THEY DONE IT, THEY DONE IT!! Coven have won the ULW tag team champions! Serenity pinned the World Heavyweight Champion to win the World Tag Team Championships for the Coven!)

Jerry Walters:
THEY DONE IT, THE COVEN DONE IT!!!! TRISTAN AND SERENITY ARE THE NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!

Tim May:
YES! YES! YES! HOLY WAR WILL NEVER FORGET THIS DAY JERRY, FIRST THEY LOSE THERE TAG TITLES AND THEN IN JUST A WHILE, AWOL…Will lose his World Heavyweight Championship!!

Jerry Walters:
Well I can’t say I agree with the circumstances of the win, but I do believe the winners here tonight, Tristan and Serenity, earned the right to be named the new ULW tag team champions and having proving here tonight they are the best tag team in the business today!

Tim May:
Hey! Don’t take anything away from Gangsta Nation, they proved a lot out here today!

Jerry Walters:
Oh without a shadow of a doubt, Gangsta Nation will have there day, they will have there titles and it is only a matter of time till that happens Tim, Gangsta Nation are one of the most impressive up and coming tag teams in the world and not one person can say they didn’t give it there all out there today!

(Demento rolls in the ring with the tag team gold as the referee raises there arms in the air, they turn to there manager who hands them the titles, the fans are on there feet, the ovation huge as the coven climb the turnbuckles holding the titles aloft in the air to the thousands of adoring fans watching them! They hug each in the ring and share a kiss that seems to send out Woo’s around the crowd before the tag champions leave the ring heading back up the ramp to the backstage area.)

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

(The scene opens backstage as Sheryl sits in her office she is looking irritable and pissed off as the officers surround her office, Scott is playing with his toys in the corner, she looks up to her door and sees Conrad Gray, her brother turn the handle and step in, he rubs the hair on Scotts head then sits down across from his sister.)

Conrad Gray:
Any sign of Cell Block yet?

Sheryl Gray:
No, he may have been bluffing?

Conrad Gray:
Maybe not, remember what he done to me, the son of a bitch wrecked a more then expensive suit, that was one of a kind.

Sheryl Gray:
Thanks for the confidence boost.

Conrad Gray:
…………… Sorry! I actually came to speak to you anyway about the official business with the match, none of the officials want to do it? Also cause its unsanctioned we can’t force them either without hefty compensation pay, any ideas?

Sheryl Gray:
I assumed this would happen Conrad, So I have made some calls, seems we may have a referee after all…They’ll be here anytime now… If you could set things up for her, it seems the police have a new theory?

Conrad Gray:
A new theory?

Sheryl:
Rumor has it, Cell couldn’t get to us, with Lethal watching us and the police as well, we were to heavily guarded, they think he may either try to take me hostage after the match to keep Lethal here or when the police leave…

Conrad:
So?

Sheryl:
So, they are moving me and Scott back to New York, back home and back to HQ…You, Julianna and Blake can run things here for the rest of the night, they are taking us now, there is a hire car out the front entrance…Ill be going home as soon as possible.

Conrad:
Ok…What about Stevie, have you let him know to come back to New York to meet you?

Sheryl:
I have tried phoning him, no answer…Maybe he is in training, since Cell Block through him off that stage a few weeks back he has been working extra hard to get better since the doctors told him his back would recover…Seems the revenge is quite bitter toward Cell Block…

Conrad:
Ok, well have a safe trip home sis, ill try and contact him later…Ill see you at home

(Conrad hugs his sister, the ULW owner who seemingly begins to cry, or at least nearly, she holds it in and sits down, her brother giving her a supportive smile before kissing Scott’s forehead and leaving the room as Sheryl’s red watery eyes stare on, the hope she’d see her husband again tonight seemingly destroyed to protect her son and herself from the likes of Cell Block.)

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

Jerry Walters:
I never thought I’d find myself saying this, but I am actually quite sympathetic for Sheryl, don’t get me wrong, I don’t like her, I don’t like her High Rollers, I don’t even like her brother…Her only tie that makes her a human being, her only tie that lets us see the real her is Lethal Weapon and all week since they separated for her own safety she has been desperate to see him, dependant on the one hope she’d see him tonight and that no good son of a bitch Cell Block has even taken that from her!!!

Tim May:
Hey, firstly Cell Block is only getting Lethal back for attacking the one he loved, Sheryl is an innocent victim and its all because of Lethal Weapon, I know you like the guy, but I think he treats Sheryl like crap!

Jerry Walters:
You could do better?

Tim May:
Yes I could!

Jerry Walters:
Maybe you should take that up with Lethal Weapon

Tim May:
………..Ok fine maybe I wouldn’t, but there is good reason behind that, Cell Block trained him and Lethal is as hardcore as Cell!

Unsanctioned ULW Match - An End to an end match
Lethal Weapon Vs Cell Block

Jerry Walters:
Well you know what match comes next Tim?

Tim May:
Oh yeah….This is going to be hellacious man, the ULW officials don’t even want to be apart of this.

Jerry Walters:
No, but Sheryl did state that a special referee was coming to the arena, someone who could stand up for themselves, who do you think she means?

Tim May:
Jerry that could be only a few people, Cell Block and Lethal are more hardcore then most.

(The camera goes to the ring where ULW’s top announcer Terri Lynn Blaze is standing in the ring a microphone in her hand.)

Terri Lynn Blaze:
Ladies and Gentleman, the next match is an unsanctioned match, THE END TO AN END MATCH!!

(The fans go wild and jump to there feet with excitement as Terri continues.)

Terri Lynn Blaze:
Due to ULW officials refusing to referee the event, a SPECIAL referee has been hired to officiate the match, Ladies and Gentleman, hailing from Orlando, Florida weighing in at 132 pounds and a height of 5ft 8”………….SAPPHIRE!!!!!!

Jerry Walters:
NO WAY!! NO WAY!!! SAPPHIRE AKA SABLE! LETHAL WEAPONS FORMER STUDENT AND CELL BLOCKS FORMER ENEMY!

Tim May:
OH MY GOD!!! I DON’T BELIEVE IT’S SAPPHIRE SHES HERE!!

(The lights fade and the arena goes pitch black. The first strings of a guitar sound throughout the arena. White lights dart out into the crowd. A huge explosion hits on stage and the lights come back on. "Falling Away From Me" by KoRn blasts loudly on the P.A. System. The fans get to their feet and go wild as Sapphire walks out from behind the long black curtains. She is clad in black pants, a white and black striped referee’s shirt, and a long black trench coat. Her red hair is down, flowing past her shoulders. She looks out into the audience who are going wild at seeing her back in the wrestling world. She smiles and sucks it all up. Walking down the ramp with her head held high, she makes her way to the ring. Stopping along the way, she gives a smile to fans screaming wildly at her. She then hops on the apron and climbs into the ring. The fans cheer even louder as she steps on the corner turnbuckle and raises her hands high into the air. She hops off and waits for the two wrestlers to come out her former teacher Weapon and her former rival Cell Block)

Jerry Walters:
I cannot believe she is here Tim and to officiate the end to an end match, this is going to be crazy.

Tim May:
You’re telling me! This match is going to be the deadliest affair yet and you have to wonder if Sapphire is going to be a fair judge, she is Lethal Weapons former student.

Jerry Walters:
Normally I’d be inclined to disagree with you, but I think you may have a point this time Tim, Sapphire IS Lethal’s former student and friend, but if I remember rightly they were not on the best of terms last time they saw each other?

Tim May:
Actually it was Sheryl who had the arguments with her, Lethal could have a big upper hand here?

(Suddenly the lights in the arena go out and the fans again jump to there feet the cheering deafening as the side screens show the words appearing “He is here” they slowly disappear, the words disintegrating into the darkness of the screen…..Suddenly a large word appears on the big screen “RUN” the fans let out another eruption of cheers as fireworks one by one fly from the ramp way until the finally reach the main stage area of the set a large explosion of many different colored fireworks explodes into the air the lights return to the chorus of ‘I Stand alone’ by Godsmack, suddenly the already loud Joe Louis crowd get louder as Lethal Weapon walks out wearing a pair of black trunks the Lethal Weapon symbol on the back the smoking skull with the bullet hole in its forehead, he is wearing a Lethal Weapon vest and is looking more focused and prepared then he ever has been, he jumps on the spot at the top of the ramp while stretching his arms, he heads down the ramp ignoring the front row of fans before reaching the ring and walking round to the steel steps, he climbs up them and onto the ring apron before climbing through the rope and into the ring. He tests the ropes and quickly looks over at Sapphire who offers him a smile, Weapon just turns away and back to the ramp jumping on the spot his eyes showing the anger and hatred in his body.)

Jerry Walters:
Wow! That’s all I can say, wow! I don’t think I have EVER seen Lethal Weapon this ready this focused, he looks like a man possessed.

Tim May:
LOOKS LIKE!?! He is a man possessed!

Jerry Walters:
Lethal Weapon is a man on a mission, but I do not blame him for six years Cell Block has haunted his family, his friends and generally tried to damage Lethal’s life as much as possible…This Match ends it all.

(The lights dim, red spotlights beginning to search through the sold out Detroit crowd, suddenly the beginning beat of ‘smack my bitch up’ by Prodigy hits the sound system as the Cell Block video reel plays over the side screens, suddenly the beat of the song booms louder through the speakers as fireworks boom from the stage, suddenly though Cells voice can be heard calling for the music to stop, suddenly he shout again and the music does stop, the fans are looking around for Cell as is Lethal, suddenly a spot light shines on him 120ft high on top of the stage set!)

Cell Block:
Hey Lethal, remember this? Remember being this high, being on top of a set like this and looking down, way down to the ground…Oh wait…No Lethal you were 30ft higher then this…Weren’t you? You were 150ft high on the stage set in the Sky dome, remember Lethal, remember? While you predictably protected your wife and child I visited my real target, my real number victim number three! STEVIE JAMES!!!!

(The fans are in shock some screeches from the fans, Lethal wastes no time and charges out of the ring as does Sapphire who chases after him, Lethal sprints down the side of the long rampway and around to the scaffolding up the side of the set quickly climbing up it. Cell Block has a beaten and hurt Stevie James on the top of the set he sets him up for a powerbomb and looking around for Weapon carries on talking.)

Cell Block:
Weapon, you remember this don’t you? 6 years ago DRB at your feet AFTER YOU THREW THEM 150FT OF THE SIDE OF A STAGE SET YOU SON OF A BITCH, PAYBACK IS-

(Suddenly Cell sees Weapon struggle to the top of the set, his face is in utter shock, he lifts Stevie onto his shoulders the fans screaming, NO!!!!!! HE THROWS STEVIE 120FT OF THE SET!!!!!!!!!!STEVIE CRASHES THROUGH THE METAL RAILINGS HOLDING THE SET TOGETHER!!!!!!!)

Jerry Walters:
OH MY FUCKING GOD, NO! NO! NO! GET EMT'S OUT HERE NOW! STEVIE JAMES WAS JUST THROWN 120FT FROM THE TOP OF THE STAGE SET!!! FUCK SAKE WHAT THE HELL IS CELL BLOCK THINKNG!?!

Tim May:
That is sick...I am not normally one to say things have gone to far...But that has...Stevie James could be dead Jerry!

Jerry Walters:
Ladies and Gentleman, Stevie James, family friend of Lethal Weapons was just thrown through a metal rampway from 120ft high...He isn't moving, EMT's are on there way...I don't believe this Tim...Ladies and Gentleman, we will be back with you, we need to help EMT's with Stevie, we will be back!

(The crash is loud, Weapon watches as Stevie is thrown his body motionless, Suddenly Weapon looks back at Cell who just stares back at him, the realization that now is the end suddenly crossing his mind! Weapon reaches the top of the set and straight away he is charged by Cell who tries to get an upper hand as Lethal gets his feet, back, but Weapon blocks his right hand and fire back with one of his own and another and another and another, the right hands of Weapon are like flashes of lightning the speed there hitting CB’s face! Suddenly he grabs Cell Block by the throat and takes him off his feet putting his efforts into strangling the air out of his long time rival, Sapphire manages to get to the top and quickly runs over to Weapon pulling him off Cell Block who has gone blue in the face. Weapon gets back to his feet and lays stomp after stomp into Cell Block as the certified killer lays trying to get his breathe back.
Weapon walks to the edge of the set looking down at Stevie who is still not moving, EMT’s have charged to his position and the fans are worried for his safety, the metal railings around his body have been destroyed and bent. Weapon turns back to Cell Block who is on one knee, he just gets back to his feet and begins stumbling across the set toward the scaffolding the other side hoping to get some space, but Weapon charges him from behind clotheslining him to the ground, he kneels across the back of Cell Block and angrily slams some more forearms into the face of the CDC leader, before locking in a camel clutch the face of Cell Block red from the punches delivered by Lethal, he cries out as Lethal locks the hold in as hard as he can, Weapon gets off him laying in some more stomps, Cell Block continues to crawl t the scaffolding as Lethal hunts for some kind of Weapon but there is nothing at all on the sets top, he swears out loud and turns back to Cell Block, who has reached the scaffolding he begins climbing down step by step, Weapon charges across the set top and grabs Cell Block by the head before he can get down far enough, he hits Cell with a right hand and another, and another, Cell Block nearly falls down the side of the stage set holding on by only one hand, suddenly Weapon bites the holding hand of Cell Block!! Cell cries out in pain trying not to let go of the scaffolding suddenly he swing his free arm around and pokes Weapon in the eyes! Weapon lets go of his bite and rolls away from the scaffolding holding his eyes, Cell Blocks continues to go back down he scaffolding, he looks down and sees sound systems, speakers, a dumpster and various wires and people walking around, suddenly more screeches come as Lethal begins crawling down the scaffolding as well, Cell sees him and tries to get down quicker, Sapphire seems stuck on what she can do as Lethal steps just above Weapons head, he gets his footing still around 70ft high he lifts his boot and slams it into the forehead of Cell Block and again and again. He crawls down the scaffolding until he is level with Cell next to each other, he holds on with his right before and slams a left hand into Cell Block, but Cell Block fires back with a right hand and the two of them begin exchanging blows suddenly Weapon kicks the legs of Cell Block causing him to fall of the scaffolding the only thing keeping him there are his hands that are clasped around one of the steel polls. Weapon is relentless slamming right hands to the face of Cell Block. The Certified Killer gets back up onto the scaffolding before counting another right hand by Weapon with a boot to the assassin Midsection, suddenly he grabs Lethal by the head slamming him face first into the steel scaffolding not just once, he smashes it a second time and a third. Weapon is dazed as Cell Block throws a crashing right hand causing Lethal to lose his grip with one hand and swing one hand and foot keeping him on the scaffolding, he quickly re-grips the poll only the be hitting with another right hand, Weapon is about to drop from the scaffolding as the fans screech again, Cell goes for one last right hand, but somehow Weapon regains enough composure to block it before grabbing the head of Cell Block and slamming his own forehead into the bridge of Cell Blocks nose! Cell looks dazed and shell shocked, Suddenly Weapon slams Cell Blocks head off the scaffolding!! CELL BLOCK FALLS OF THE SCOFFOLDING 70FT FROM THE TOP!!!!!!!! HE FALLS RIGHT INTO THE DUMPSTER BELOW THE FALL AS CELL HIT THE INSIDE OF THE DUMPSTER LEAVING A HUGE CRASHING SOUND!
The cameras look inside the dumpster to see Cell Block not moving as Lethal looks down on him no remorse or compassion in his expression, he begins climbing down the scaffolding quickly followed by Sapphire who looks shocked at Cell Blocks fall, they get to about 30ft from the floor and Weapon just stops, Cell is still in the dumpster and hasn’t moved. Weapon turns to face away from the set and takes a deep breathe, SUDDENLY HE JUMPS FROM THE SCOFFOLDING LANDING RIGHT IN THE DUMPSTER ON TOP OF CELL BLOCK!!!!!!!
The fans are chanting Holy Shit as Lethal lays lifeless in the dumpster as does Cell Block, Sapphire walks down the scaffolding and reaches the bottom before running to the dumpster and banging the side of it while counting a pin, 1… 2… NOOOO! Cell Block got his shoulder up!)

Jerry Walters:
CELL BLOCK JUST FELL 70FEET FROM THE AIR!!! HOW THE HELL DID HE KICK OUT OF THAT!?!

Tim May:
Oh my god, i am already lost for words, Jerry, these two men have near on already killed each other and what just happened to Stevie James is sickning!

(The fans are in shock as this match continues, Both Cell and Lethal grab the side of the dumpster and pull themselves to there feet neither man is 100% but fight nonetheless Cell firing with a big right hand on Lethal who fires back with one of his own, Cell hits another right hand, then Lethal, then another by Cell But Lethal lashes out with a big clothesline this time knocking Cell right over the side of the dumpster and out to the concrete floor below. Cell falls to the floor as Lethal clumsily steps out of the dumpster nearly losing his footing on the way out. He walks over to Cell who is on one knee and lifts him to his feet slamming him face first into the steel dumpster knocking Cell back to one knee, before grabbing him by the head and dragging him to the crowd barrier, the front row of fans screaming at the camera the faces of those behind still in shock and worry over the condition of EMT’s still working on Stevie James on the steel rampway… Lethal smashes Cell face first into the crowd barrier knocking him to the floor before walking away and to a good number of poles laying on the floor, he lifts one up and turns back toward Cell who is badly hurt, he is on one knee just forcing himself back up, Weapon swings the pole but Cell moves out of the way and Weapon slams the poll into the crowd barrier instead. Weapon turns to the CDC member again receiving a right hand to the face and another causing him to drop the pole, Cell grabs Weapon by the arm and with all his strength sends Weapon back first right back into the dumpster knocking him to the floor.
A hurt, dazed Cell Block gets back up and lifts the poll from the floor, he walks to Lethal and digs his knee into Weapons back before placing the poll against the front of his throat and using the ends of the poll to lift Lethal’s head back casing his spine to bend the wrong way around CB’s knee! He holds the move in for a good thirty seconds before letting go of the poll and letting Lethal fall face first back to the concrete, he gets back up still stumbling around and moves some extra equipment out of the way before pulling out from under a few sound wires a tool box, he opens it up and pulls unneeded items from it before pulling out a saw!!! He lifts it in the air to the chorus of booing fans, he turns but Weapon is on one knee and suddenly charges at Cell Block..GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR…GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR!! HE JUST TOOK CELL BLOCK RIGHT OUT!

Weapon lays hurt next to the half destroyed Cell Block, Lethal is the first to show signs of life turning onto his stomach and forcing himself to one knee, his eyes occasionally rolling into the back of his head the spinning in his head crazy he lifts the whole tool box and begins walking away from Cell who gets to one knee, suddenly he turns and slams the side of the tool box right into his face knocking him back to the floor.
He goes to the spare equipment and begins pulling out more spare wires and even finds a monitor lurking in the mix somewhere, he finds a closed up table and slides it out seemingly not interested in it, Suddenly WEAPON PULLS OUT THE RAPIER SWORD HE USED AT CWA NUCLEAR WARFARE 4 YEARS AGO IN THE ONLY WEAPONS LAIR MATCH! THE SAME ONE THAT NEARLY KILLED HIM 4 YEARS AGO!!!)

Jerry Walters:
WHAT THE HELL IS THAT??? WEAPON HAS A GOD DAMN SWORD!!

Tim May:
NOT A CHAIR, TABLE, NOT EVEN A BURNING 2X4 IN BARB WIRE, NO HE HAS A FUCKING SWORD!

(He raises it in the air and walks to Cell Block who is back on his feet lifting it above his head, but Cell Block quickly counters booting Lethal in the stomach and hitting a big time DDT on the concrete before rolling back to his knees and getting back up before heading away from Lethal and through the curtain in the backstage area. Weapon stays on the floor for a while but not for long, he gets back up grabbing the sword and on a mission heads into the back Sapphire begging him to put the sword down but talking to death ears.
Weapon looks around for Cell Block shouting at the top of his voice as various wrestlers look on keeping out of the way of the assassin, Weapon walks past the entrance area and into the main lobby, a large part of the arena, white walls stone, concrete floor, looks a little like a car park but is used as more of a storage area. He walks out into the storage area, a forklift truck in the distance, the workers stopped looking over in Lethal’s direction, suddenly realizing where Cell is he turns behind him but turns right into the fumes of a fire extinguisher as Cell Block appears from a storage cupboard behind him! He slams the bottom of the extinguisher right into Lethal’s face before throwing the weapon aside as he sees blood rolls down Lethal’s face, he kneels over LW and begins slamming right hands into the bloody forehead of his rival trying to make the wound worse, before getting up and stomping away on the torso of Lethal, he picks him up and walks him across the forklift bay and over to a number of large wooden pallets and stock being stored in its correct position, he slams Weapons head first into a number of large boxes containing cans of coke, before opening one of the boxes and taking a few cans, he stands over the falling body of Lethal and shakes the cans up before opening them and tipping the contents all over Weapon before throwing the cans in his face and again stomping on his chest.
He lifts Lethal back up and lifts him onto a large number of stacked Wooden pallets before climbing onto them himself, he lifts Lethal and sets him up for a powerbomb, he tries to lift him but can’t suddenly Weapon counters and throws Cell right over his head and of the side of the pallets into a smaller pile of them, the top pallet breaking under Cell Blocks weigh the others just making the impact all that much more painful.
Weapon shakes the cobwebs before climbing down from the pallets and back into the storage area, he heads across the concrete floor lifting his sword back up and heading back to Cell Block who is getting back up suddenly he lunges with the sword, THE SWORD ACTUALLY PIERCES THE SKIN OF CELL BLOCK AND RIPS RIGHT THROUGH THE RIB CAGE AND OUT HIS BACK BEFORE RIPPING INTO THE BOXES OF FOOD AND DRINK BEHIND HIM!!! CELL BLOCK IS BLEEDING PROFUSELY!!!)

Jerry Walters:
OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! THIS IS WHY THE DAMN MATCH IS UNSANCTIONED, THEY ARE TRYING TO KILL EACH OTHER!! WEAPON JUST STABBED CELL BLOCK!!!

Tim May:
OH MOTHER FUCKER!!!!!! JESUS IS GOING TO HATE THESE MEN! WHAT THE HELL IS LETHAL THINKING???

Jerry Walters:
He is thinking the way he warned us all that he would be...Like Cell Block, like the CDC!!!!!!

(Weapon slams a right hand into Cell and another, the cries of pain coming from Cell, Weapon trash talks him a little as the shocked fans can’t believe what there seeing, is this still wrestling television!?! Weapon suddenly pulls the sword from Cell Block and throws it to the side as Cell Block falls to one knee clutching the open wound that is bleeding big time, Sapphire grabs the sword and hands it to a worker who is watching telling him to get rid of it, he does so as Lethal begins stomping on the stomach of Cell and in particular the wound he has just made.
Before lifting CB back up but Cell suddenly counters an lifts Weapon right into a big time spinebuster onto the concrete floor!! He gets back to his feet still clutching the bleeding wound in his stomach, he is swearing loud and clear in the way only Cell Block can, he heads back across the storage area to the cupboard he appeared from and again disappears for a second, Weapon thinking Cell is on the run again follows, stumbling across the storage area he heads for the cupboard but as he gets there the door swings open as Cell Block slams the wooden door into his face, Weapon grabs his head but stays on his feet the shot though knocking him backwards a little suddenly Cell Block comes out of nowhere a barbed wire 2x4 in hand, he slams the weapon into the face of Lethal knocking him to the ground this time before lifting the 2x4 up above his head and bringing it down again and again and again across the face, torso and back of Lethal, the rage in his actions worse then ever. He lifts Weapon back up and angrily throws him right into the concrete pillar knocking the bloody Weapon right into it a blood stain appearing on the white wall as the camera takes note of the blood now flowing from Lethal’s head like a river, Cell Block grabs his head and drags him across to a set of double doors before throwing him through them, the force of the throw causing Weapon to fall back to the floor and roll a little way along. He begins stomping on Lethal before lifting him back up again and through a lobby leading to the backstage area, he slams his head against a door before kicking the door open and throwing Lethal in it! The cameras zoom in on various wrestlers, Prodigy, Phantom, Chaos standing around watching, Cell Block just leans over Weapon who’s back on his hands and knee and slams his forearm into his face causing him to fall back to the floor. The other wrestlers leave the room no wanting to get involved in the match, the blood being a major put off. Cell grabs one of the metal lockers above Lethal and pulls it down causing to crash right across the back of Lethal. Cell grabs his side again showing signs of obvious pain before lifting the locker of Weapon and dragging him into the shower area a trail of blood following Lethal’s body.)

Jerry Walters:
Look at the blood pouring from both of these men, this is enough to give you nightmares!

Tim May:
You are telling me! I don't sleep well on the best of nights, i aint gonna get a wink after this!

(Cell Block turns the showers on and begins stomping on Lethal as the cold water begins to spray all over him, the water instantly turning red, Cell lifts him back to his feet and slams him head first into the shower wall before ripping one of the shower heads from the wall and stalking the hurt Lethal who turns around and right into the metal shower head as Cell slams it into his face! He throws it aside and lifts Weapon back to his feet before dragging him by his head out of the shower and then back out of the locker room and into the lobby, he throws him with an irish whip right into the wall ahead of them knocking Lethal back to the concrete. He heads down the lobby a little before coming across a table with some objects on it including some more sound wires, he takes them off the table and walks to Weapon who is still on the floor and wraps them around Lethal’s throat choking the life out of him making the assassins face turn blue before letting go causing Lethal to choke violently.
He lifts Weapon back up and leads him further along the lobby coming to the table and slamming his head against it as hard as he can once again knocking Lethal of his feet, he opens another wooden door pulling out a bag but instead of opening it, lifts Lethal and throws him through another set of double doors leading into the staff canteen!!

Again the few staff members stupid enough to actually eat staff canteen food leave the room as Cell Block lifts Weapon back onto his feet and slams him head first into one of the canteen tables, he places the bag on the table and grabs Weapon by the head and drags him through an archway leading into the cooking area. He slams his head against one of the metal tables, the shot knocking Lethal back to where the food is displayed, Cell Block is again trash talking Lethal, he grabs the bloody assassin and suddenly humiliates him slamming his face right into a tray of mash potato before letting him go as Weapon tries to rub it of his face, Cell grabs a serving spoon and as Lethal turns back to face him cracks him with it right across the top of the head knocking Lethal back down onto his back!
He stomps on him again before leading him round to a friar!! Some chips are inside it the boiling grease, a red light on the machine blinking to say it on, Cell Block slams Weapon against the top of the machine before forcing his head toward the grease, Weapon tries to fight back stopping it from going in the boiling wicked suddenly he throws an elbow to the stomach of Cell Block and another one right in the bleeding wound from the sword, Cell Block lets go of Lethal’s head, but suddenly swings a wild right hand at Weapon, Lethal moves but grabs Cell Blocks wrist using his own momentum to dip CELL BLOCKS HAND RIGHT INTO THE BOILING CHIP FAT AND HOLDING IT THERE!!! CELL CRIES OUT IN PAIN!! He headbutts Lethal causing LW to let go, he pulls his arm from the chip fat and sprints to the sinks turning on the cold tap and putting his arm under it, he is still crying out in pain the stinging of his arm unbearable! Weapon is back on his feet and as Cell turns, Weapon slams a serving tray over his head knocking him to the floor! He walks Cell Block back out into the dining room area and turns him to face before hitting a cracking right hand that knocks Cell to the floor, with that he stands on the arm of Cell putting all his weight across the burn wound of CB as blood continues to pour from his head.
He gets off of Cells arm and walks to the bag CB left on the table, undoing it and looking inside, suddenly he turns back to Cell Block and smiles, he drags one of the heavy wooden varnished tables out into the open space before carefully tipping the contents of the bags out across the tables surface, thumbtacks!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Jerry Walters:
OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! Thumbtacks! Come on this is enough, these two men are actually going to kill each other!?!

Tim May:
They werent bluffing Jerry!!!! I dont believe what we have seen so far! AND ITS NOT EVEN OVER YET!?!

(Weapon picks Cell Block back up and slams him with a right hand before kicking him in the mid-section and setting him up for a powerbomb, Sapphire is still begging them to calm down, she has been following them into every room, but has been unable to do anything! Weapon goes to lift him but Cell Block counters and lifts Weapon up and over right onto the table and the thumbtacks the sharp pointy objects digging into Lethal’s back the table not even breaking under his weight just bouncing him right back off and to the floor the other side! Cell falls to one knee as Lethal cries out in pain trying to pull the thumbtacks from his back, he stumbles back to his feet and opens the fire exit door, Cell Block walks around the table and follows him out as the two men head out of the arena and into the fans parking area! Cell grabs Weapon from behind and sluggishly throws him off balance and across the road with force, he stomps on the downed Weapon as security stop the fans from mauling them on the outside…He drags Weapon into one of the parking zones before slamming him head first into the trunk of a purple Nissan knocking Lethal right back onto the floor! Cell is screaming at Lethal to stay up now, he walks across to the cars parked opposite and tries to slam Weapon into a pickup truck but Weapon lift his foot blocking the move and instead slams Cell Block into the rim of the closed flap on the back of the truck, Cell grabs his face in pain as blood begins to pour from his nose, Weapon grabs him and drags him to the side of the truck slamming Cells burnt arm into the side of it before holding it there, taking a step back and lunging his foot crushing his arm between the truck and his boot! Cell cries out in pain again but Weapon is relentless he grabs Cell by the head and slams him face first right through the driver side window of the pickup causing Cell’s face to bleed profusely as well now as Lethal suddenly walks off, Sapphire is leaning over Cell asking him if he can continue.
Cell pushes Sapphire away and lifts himself back to his feet, his face one covered in thick red blood, he walks back out into the car park asking Sapphire where Weapon went, Sapphire shrugs her shoulders suddenly Cell looks over through the maze of cars and sees Sheryl Marie Gray, the ULW president, he walks meaningfully toward her as officers surround her trying to get her safely from the arena, Sheryl places her son in the hire car before closing the rear door, suddenly she turns to find Cell Block disposing of the last officer, she looks fearfully at him, as he grabs her by the throat and holds her against the boot of the car!
“Where is Weapon” he screams at her, his grip tightening, Sapphire grabs Cell Block by his burnt arm causing him to let go and pushes him away as Cell Block begins threatening her, Sapphire stands up to him and tells him that Lethal didn’t even go that route, Cell Block swears out loud and begins screaming for Weapon and walks off into the distance in search, Sapphire turns to check on Sheryl but as she turns Sheryl hits her with a thunderous slap! She grabs her cheek as Sheryl screams of how she could have been killed by Cell, claming Sapphire isn’t doing her job, suddenly Sapphire slaps Sheryl back knocking her to the floor before trash talking the owner and turning walking after Cell Block! She quickly find him looking down spaces between cars, expecting Lethal to appear, he turns back to Sapphire and screams at her to find Lethal…Suddenly in the darkness behind Cell Block some headlight appear growing nearer and nearer extremely quickly, Cell Block turns to see the light as Sapphire jumps clear, WEAPONS MR2 APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE AND SLAMS RIGHT INTO CELL BLOCK CAUSING HIM TO FLY UP THE BONNET AND RIGHT THROUGH THE WINDSCREEN BEFORE THE CAR BREAKS KNOCKING HIM BACK DOWN TO THE PAVEMENT!!!!!!)

Jerry Walters:
OH GOD NO!!! CELL BLOCK JUST GOT HIT BY THAT CAR!!! WEAPON JUST RAN CELL BLOCK OVER!!

Tim May:
HOW THE HELL ARE THESE TWO MEN STILL ALIVE?

Jerry Walters:
BARELY TIM, BARELY!

(Weapon steps out of the car and trash talks Cell Block a little more before slamming his head into the car, CB is hurt and can hardly get to his feet… Lethal grabs CB and throws him over his shoulder before dragging him back through the arena doors and back into the lobby, the fans are going wild now as Lethal slowly makes his way back through the storage area and back out onto the ramp, he throws Cell Block down onto the metal railing and walks over to the hole in the railings where Stevie James was thrown! He seems to get more and more angry by this and looks at it in a daze not seeing CB crawl down the ramp and to the ring, he rests by the apron, his arm out of view and under the ring. Weapon turns expecting to see Cell Block still laying where he left him, but notices Cell is down by the ring, he walks down the ramp and grabs Cell Block by the head before lifting him to his knees, but Cell Block hits Lethal with an elbow knocking him arms distance away before suddenly appearing from under the ring and blasting a blow torch right into the face of Lethal Weapon causing him to grab his face and fall backwards screaming in agony, Cell throws the blowtorch aside and pulls a table out from under the ring before sliding it in and following it, he places it in the corner at an angle and rolls back out to Lethal, he grabs Weapon and rolls him in the ring before stomping away on his chest, he picks LW up and throws him in the nearest corner before hitting a knifehand chop and another one, he slams a right hand into the face of Lethal and throws him across the ring into the opposite corner before following it up with a big time clothesline, Weapon stumbles from the corner as Cell grabs him from behind going for a German but Weapon blocks it and hits Cell with a huge elbow before countering the move and holding Cell in the position for it instead, he lifts him and hits a huge German suplex but he holds on and lifts him again before hitting a second German suplex again holding on he lifts Cell back to his feet and for a third time goes for a German, but Cell Block blocks it and hits an elbow to the face of Weapon and another causing Weapon to break his grapple, Weapon turns his back to Cell only for a second then turns back but CB suddenly hits a huge Superkick knocking Weapon to the canvas! Cell covers,
1…
2…
NOOOO!!! WEAPON KICKED OUT!!!
CB slams his hands on the mat and lifts Weapon back up before setting him for the Lockdown, he lifts him high in the air holds him there for a second then drops him down hard into a powerslam he covers, Sapphire drops down to count the pin,
1…
2…
NOOO! WEAPON KICKS OUT AGAIN AT THE VERY, VERY LAST SECOND!!
Cell goes crazy in the ring getting to his feet, the blood pouring from his face, stomach and everywhere else as he kicks the ropes and the turnbuckles, suddenly he leaves the ring and walks out onto the apron, he climbs the ropes and perches himself on the top rope, but Weapon is on his feet he stumbles at the ropes and shakes them causing Cell to lose his balance and fall groin first across the top turnbuckle. Weapon leans sluggishly on the top rope before getting to his feet and dangerously climbing to the middle rope, he lifts Cell onto his shoulders as the fans go crazy…WEAPONS GOING FOR EQUILIBRIUM, THE MOST POWERFUL MOVE IN THE INDUSTRY!! HE LIFTS CELL AND BALANCES ON THE TOP ROPE BEFORE SWINGING CELL OF HIS SHOULDERS AS HE FALLS BACK TO THE MAT AND HITS A THUNDEROUS DDT!!!!! HE HIT!!!!! HE HIT IT!!!!!! HE COVERS,
1…
2…
NOOOO!!! CELL KICKS OUT!!!!!!!CELL BLOCK KICKED OUT, THE FIRST MAN EVER TO DO SO!

Weapon can’t believe it, he slowly gets up into a sitting position before climbing onto one knee and grabbing the ropes back to his feet, Cell does the same thing at the same time on the other side of the ring, the two men just looking at each others battered, bloody faces as the fans stand on there fee for both men giving a huge ovation, suddenly the two of them lunge at each other and meet in the middle of the ring hitting right hand after right hand, but Cell Block gets the better of the blows and knocks Weapon back against the table he boots Weapon in stomach before running to the turnbuckle opposite and charging at Weapon looking for a clothesline, but Weapon moves however Cell manages to stop himself hitting the table, he turns to Weapon who has run off the ropes and is coming back at Cell Block………GOLDEN BULLET SPEAR RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE, WEAPON JUST DESTROYED CELL BLOCK AND THE TABLE!!! HE COVERS CELL BLOCK HIS LACK OF ENERGY JUST ALLOWING HIM TO HOOK THE LEG…Sapphire slides down and counts,
1…
2…
3…
WEAPON WINS, WEAPON WINS!!)

Jerry Walters:
HE DONE IT!! LETHAL WEAPON FINALLY DONE IT AND HE HAD TO GO TO HELL AND BACK BUT HE HAS BEATEN CELL BLOCK!

Tim May:
This men are badly hurt, i am lost for words...What a performance by these Guys!

Jerry Walters:
It was possibly one of the greatest matches i have seen, or ever will see what a match!

(Sheryl charges from the back and runs down the ramp sliding in the ring as Weapon just rolls of Cell Block, she kneels beside him and just wraps her arms around his neck as Lethal puts his hands around Sheryl, they done it, they finally done it.
Sapphire leaves the ring and heads back up the ramp, quickly turning back to Sheryl who shares the evil stare as ‘I stand alone’ by Godsmack blasts through the sound system for the last time in the ULW, Lethal wins his last ever ULW match against Cell Block in one of the deadliest matches in wrestling history. Weapon manages to roll out of the ring as Cell Block just lays there motionless, Weapon is hurt against the apron as a large number of EMT’s appear at least sixteen maybe seventeen, half of them slide in the ring as they call a stretcher out for Cell Block, the fans are now watching, worrying about the health of these two men as two of the larger EMT’s wrap Weapons arms around there necks and help him back up the ramp with Sheryl by his side while more officials appear from the back with a stretcher for CB.)

Jerry Walters:
Ladies and Gentleman, as legendary as these two men are, I think it’s fair to say this has only concreted there places in our hearts as the greatest wrestlers alive today. I don’t like Cell Block and what he done here tonight to Stevie James sickens me, but the performance he pulled out here, the effort he gave here was maybe the best performance of his life.

Tim May:
You cannot offer either of these men any less then your upmost respect, they did what they said they would, they gave it there all and went to limits to beat each other and neither man was willing to give it up, I mean Cell Block was half dead by the end of the match, he had to be!?! And they still went at it!

Jerry Walters:
Well you have to wish these men the best, god forbid what kind of pain they are suffering from right now.

Commercial---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Back In the Arena--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The Weapons Lair Match – World Heavyweight Championship
AWOL © Vs Daemon Frost Vs Pulse Vs Hellkat Vs Andre Vs Curtis Jack Vs Stinger X-2

Jerry Walters:
The fans are on there feet here and the atmosphere has changed dramatically, the Weapons lair is about to be lowered Tim and the reality of the chaos to come is about to surround the squared circle.

Tim May:
We have seen some amazing things tonight and when I say we have seen some crazy, scary things, we all know I am referring to the last match.

Jerry Walters:
Yes very true, but from Lethal Weapon the match named after him, the Weapons lair, a 90ft razor sharp steel mesh temple of torture.

Tim May:
How the hell does this thing actually even work?

Jerry Walters:
Well I have the information here and all I can say is the determination and the intensity of every person in this match is going to make this a very dangerous scary environment. Well here is the rules for the benefit of all of you at home, all 7 wrestlers will enter the Weapons lair through the main door in the bottom cell, the door will be locked and all 7 of them will remain inside. While fighting each other they will have to take one of the 3 ladders around the sides of the ring and climb through the gap in the middle of the roof of cell number one. From there the wrestlers will find themselves in the second cell, a trash can in every corner full of Weapons. The wrestlers then fight there way through a gap in the corner of the second cell using the mesh to climb there way through into the third cell...

Tim May:
It doesn’t end there?

Jerry Walters:
Oh no…Once in the third cell the wrestlers will again have a trash can in the three available corners full of weapons, one of the trash cans will also contain a key for a door leading out of the third cell onto the roof of the second, the wrestler will then climb the scale of the third cell grab the belt hanging above it and then climb the whole 90ft back down the outside of the Weapons lair the winner being the man whose feet touch the floor and the belt must be GRIPPED in the hands of the winner, it will not count if the belt is simply touching there body.

Tim May:
Oh my god, this is a recipe for destruction, somebody is going to die here Jerry…I am not sure any of them deserve that!

Jerry Walters:
Not even AWOL?

Tim May:
…………Maybe HIM!

(‘The kids aren’t alright’ by the offspring suddenly blares from the speakers as the lights cut and the words DX-2 hits the speakers, suddenly purple spotlights give a faint light in the arena, Stinger walks out slowly from the back a black leather trench-coat on, suddenly the songs chorus hits and Stinger throws his coat off and falls to his knee as the lights return to three bursts of pyro that come for the stage, Stinger enters the ring and test the ropes as he awaits the rest of the entrances while looking up at the 90ft torture temple that begins to lower itself around him.)

Jerry Walters:
Well what an opportunity for Stinger X-2, this is his first main event at a PPV and what a match to main event in, you have to believe this man is going out to impress here and I believe he could really be a wildcard in this match!

Tim May:
Hell I actually agree with you, he showed some intelligence earlier took out Pulse and made sure he wasn’t threatened, this guy has the initiative to be a champion already…I think he could do this Jerry, Monoxide has already won a new title and defended his hardcore title, its Stingers turn now!

Jerry Walters:
I never said I agreed with what he done, Pulse may have just had his dreams shattered by DX-2 and all because Stinger didn’t want him in the match!

(Suddenly the music of Andre hits the speakers the fans rise to there feet booing loudly while chanting the goodbye song, he walks out as the eruptions get louder, he looks down the ramp as the lair hits the floor and now surrounds the ring, the structure even has someone his size 7ft 9” bewildered, he heads down the ramp looking pissed at the fans chanting regarding the news of his departure from the ULW.)

Jerry Walters:
Well Andre is a huge guy, I mean this is a man who could dominate anyone!

Tim May:
What happens if he wins Jerry? He is leaving the ULW, does that mean the World Heavyweight Championship will be retired? Surely Andre B-

Jerry Walters:
Whoa there Tim, we can’t use his whole name for copyright reasons however, if he wins, then there is going to be some serious confusion regarding the World Heavyweight title division

(A techno trance version of "Stairway to Heaven" hits the PA and the lights strobe orange and white. Hellkat walks out onto the entry ramp, the fans are going nuts as Hellkat comes out wearing her football helmet, she is looking pleased with herself as she heads down the ramp to the mixed laughing and cheering of the fans, she heads down the ramp and looks at the lair before tapping her helmet and walking round to the door and stepping through, she walks the outside of the ring and just smiles at Stinger who looks disgusted with her.)

Jerry Walters:
Hahaha! How do you get better then this, Hellkat has an American football helmet on to protect her head from knocks and bumps!

Tim May:
That’s hardly fair Jerry! She could use that as a Weapon!

Jerry Walters:
Well you want to talk about intelligence Jerry, she is suffering a concussion, she is forced into this match by the Gray family and all she has done is took the helmet as a measure of Protection! Stinger however doesn’t seem to happy!

Tim May:
Would you? Women don’t belong in this environment!

(The cheers over the ULW Crowd quiet down when suddenly the lights begin to fade off. The crowd screams in anticipation; "PULSE" flashes over the screen and a heart rate monitor is shown beginning to speed up as we hear a flat-line and "Reload" by Rob Zombie begins to blare over the speakers. A green light flashes on top of the entrance to the bass of the music. Pulse emerges from backstage as the crowd goes nuts as he comes out looking beat and hurt, Stinger has lost the colour in his face!! He plays to the crowd and taunts to them as he makes his way down the rampway he stares at the intimidating Weapons lair before looking at Stinger who is in the ring and turns walking through the Cells door before jumping on the apron and looking at Stinger a flare of anger in his eyes!)

Jerry Walters:
PULSE IS OUT HERE!!!! Stinger is looking like he has seen a ghost, he beat down his so called Pulse in the backstage at the beginning of the night and didn’t for one second expect him to be fit enough to be down here for the Weapons lair, his plan backfired!

Tim May:
Oh no Stinger! This could effect his plans! Maybe Stinger won’t win it!?!

(The lights go out as the entrance way lights up with red and gold spot lights. Lap Dance by N.E.R.D plays over the PA. Curtis Jack comes out of the entrance with a cocky look on his face as the fans are going crazy with boos, he is looking smug and calm since having Quentin escorted from the building and . He walks down the ramp ignoring the fans boasting about himself and pointing to his head signalling his intelligence before stopping at the bottom of the ramp and looking up at the lair, he seems in ore of the 90ft structure before looking away and climbing through the door, he climbs in the ring ignoring those around him, his ego seeming to control his actions as he jumps onto the turnbuckle and taunts the booing fans again through the mesh cage.)

Jerry Walters:
Well Curtis Jack, if you’re a betting man, the odds on Curtis coming away with the title are surprisingly high! He is being rumoured to win this you know?

Tim May:
Does it really surprise you? I mean look at Curtis Jerry, the wrestlers in the ring envy him, they fear him, hell they wish they were him! This is Curtis Jack, Jerry, right there I promise you, that is our new World Champion!!!

(Suddenly the music of Daemon Frost hits as he walks from behind the curtain to an eruption from the fans. Dressed in a white business shirt and faded blue jeans torn at the knees, 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 plays over the speakers, a complete contrast to the violence that will ensue shortly. He walks, completely focused on the mesh structure that surrounds the ring, he walks around to the door and climbs on the apron before jumping down again as Andre takes a step toward him, he walks around the ring sharing words with Andre as his music comes to an end)

Jerry Walters:
Well, Daemon Frost, what can you say about this man? He impresses us every week, he give his all for the company and I would mark this man as a threat to the gold if I was AWOL.

Tim May:
Oh no…You see Daemon is Holy War and I don’t care what it takes but I promise you every single man and even the woman, Hellkat, will stop Holy War from coming out winners here tonight.

Jerry Walters:
Maybe so and maybe Daemon and AWOL have there work cut out, but I still see both these men as favourites to win the title…Even though AWOL has already fought here tonight!

(Suddenly all the lights in the arena go dark and a single spotlight shines up to the stage. Some mellow acoustic chords begin to play as the crowd gives a huge eruption of cheers a chant of ‘AWOL’ circling around the Joe Louis arena. Sulley from Godsmack begins to sing "It's safe to say, you're never alive, A big part of you has died, And by the way, I hope you're satisfied...." The curtains are ripped open, as mushroom cloud shaped pyro’s explode on the corners of the stage. The Biggest, Craziest Bastard in ULW comes storming out of the back as the heavy metal version of "Awake" roars out of the speakers. AWOL looking tired stares at the ring and the 90ft structure that surround it, a referee awaits him at the bottom of the ramp he walks toward him taking off his title and handing it to the official who wraps it around a hook and orders it to be hoisted to the top of the structure. AWOL breathes deeply before entering the cage staring at Andre as Daemon did, he stands up onto the apron as the officials close the gate and lock it, Andre turns from Daemon and across to the current World Champion, AWOL.)

Jerry Walters:
One of the greatest champions we could even imagine having, AWOL, a true hero and tonight he has the biggest task of his career let alone his championship reign…Not only does he fight Andre, Pulse even Daemon, but he has his old foe Curtis Jack, Stinger X-2 and even Hellkat and somehow, SOMEHOW, he needs to climb up 90ft and down 90ft the title in hand, to remain the world champion, dealing with obstacles on the way!

Tim May:
Six other wrestlers, all top draw names, there is NO WAY AWOL or Daemon can win this and ill back those comments up with anything!

Jerry Walters:
How about accepting Chapels challenge?

Tim May:
Anything but that! I am not scared of him…I’m not…Just the SOB isn’t worth my time!

Jerry Walters:
Yeah right!

(The Bell sounds and suddenly Pulse sprints at Stinger taking him down with a spear before throwing left and rights, the fans are going wild as Pulse stands up and begins stomping on Stinger like a man possessed, Stinger rolls out of the ring to escape it but Pulse charges across the ring, off the ropes and back toward Stinger hitting a big Baseball slide knocking Stinger face first right into steel mesh! Andre charges at AWOL who jumps off the apron, but as the big man turns Daemon flies off the top rope hitting a big Missile dropkick, Andre stumbles and AWOL grabs his ankles from the outside using his power to take Andre of his feet early in the match! Daemon charge to the fallen Andre and begins stomping on the big man, as AWOL slides Andres legs either side of the steel ring post, suddenly AWOL pulls back dragging Andre with him causing Andre’s groin to crash against the steel post, the big man grabs his jewels in pain suddenly Curtis Jack appears from nowhere hitting AWOL with a right hand and another and another, he slams AWOL face first into apron before clotheslining the champion down to the mat, suddenly Daemon flies off the top rope right onto Curtis taking him down on the outside.
Hellkat however is just sitting on the top of the steel stairs watching it all through her helmet, Stinger is still being dominated by Pulse who lifts him back to his feet before taking him down with a big time standing clothesline, he kneels over him again and throws some right hands to the face of Stinger before lifting him back up and putting his weight into whipping him toward the ring-post but Stinger counters at the last minute and throws Pulse instead who hits the post head first and flies around it and to the mat!

Jerry Walters:
OH GOOD GOD!!!!! Pulse just hit that steel post full throttle! God damn i could feel that from here!

Tim May: I do agree, but i cant help noticing Hellkat Jerry, not only is she wearing a football helmet but she is acting as a spectator!!

Meanwhile AWOL and Daemon’s plan to work together continues to work as both men stomp on Curtis on the outside, they lift him off his feet and hold him between there shoulder suddenly they run him at the steel mesh but to the dismay of the fans Curtis counters and rolls of there back using there own momentum to push them both into the steel mesh instead! Daemon hits the mat and rolls away but AWOL remains on his feet and stumbles back into the waiting arms of Curtis who grabs him by the head and hits a big time reverse DDT on the safety mat! Andre is slowly getting back to his feet but he is in a lot of pain Daemon sees him and quickly gets onto the apron, Andre turns to face him and he jumps onto the top rope before jumping at the big man but Andre sees it and hits him with a devastating clothesline in mid-air taking Daemon down to the mat hard! He grabs Daemon by the throat showing his dominant strength and lifts him off the mat right up onto his shoulder into a bear hug, Daemon is crying out in pain but quickly breaks the hold by biting the forehead of Andre who lets him go. Daemon falls to the mat and stumbles backwards holding his back in pain, he runs at Andre hoping to build some momentum by the big man lunges forward with a big boot to the head taking Daemon down, he lifts him back up and suddenly grabs Daemon round the throat…The fans are already on there feet booing, suddenly Daemon counters it and boots Andre in the groin!!!!! Andre grabs his groin again and falls to his knees, Daemon runs off the ropes and comes back hitting a huge dropkick to his face knocking him on his back! Outside the ring Stinger now has the better of Pulse who is suffering from his attack earlier and the shot to his head, he stumbles to his feet jolting forward toward Hellkat, who walks around the turnbuckle out of harms way, Stinger grabs Pulse by the head and slams him into the apron knocking him onto his hands and knees, X-2 just walks over him slapping his head and shouting in his ear before jumping high and landing right across the back of Pulse knocking him flat against the floor, he turns to the crowd taunting them through the mesh before facing Pulse again, but the former DX-2 member has pulled a chair from under the ring, he gets to one knee knowing Stinger hasn’t seen it, Stinger grabs him by the shoulder but Pulse twists around and with a furious pace on the swing wraps the chair over Stingers head! But the shot doesn’t take him off his feet, it just knocks him backwards in a daze, Pulse raises the chair again and once more slams it over his head this time knocking Stinger down!
Curtis lifts AWOL back up and slams him head first into the steel steps knocking him backwards, the champ resting against the apron, Curtis just slams a right into his jaw before grabbing him by the neck and the pants and rolling him back in the ring however keeping his neck on the corner of the apron, he takes a step back and suddenly cracks AWOL across the forehead with a big elbow snapping his neck back across the corner of the apron at the same time. Curtis just starts pointing at himself again but out of nowhere Daemon baseball slides him knocking him face first into the Mesh, Daemon gets back to his feet and grabs the top rope as a dazed Curtis turns around to see what hit him suddenly Daemon flies over the top rope and lands on Curtis however he goes face first into the mesh as well! Both men fall to the floor hurt as Hellkat suddenly has a cunning plan!!! She grabs a ladder realizing everybody is down but Pulse and slides it in the ring, she rolls in herself and grabs the ladder, Andre is back up on his feet, suddenly she charges him smashing the ladder into his face, the force of the blow so large it knocks the big man right over the top rope and to the outside, Pulse sees the ladder in her hands and with the chair slides in the ring, he gets to his feet, to stop her but using the foot of the ladder she slams it into the chair knocking the steel Weapon right into the face of Pulse knocking him to the canvas like a bag of bricks!

Jerry Walters:
OHHH! What a Shot! Pulse must be knocked out!

Tim May:
Pulse is bleeding Jerry, the shot just cut him open!

Jerry Walters:
That it certainly has! Pulse is cut open!

Suddenly Daemon grabs her feet tripping her up sending her face first into the ladder however the American football helmet protects her and she looks up a little pissed, Daemon looks confused at this but is suddenly kicked right in the face by Hellkat knocking him away from her feet, she sets the ladder up in the centre of the ring and begins climbing but AWOL comes out of nowhere and pushes the ladder over, Hellkat is thrown of the rungs and lands groin first right onto the top rope. AWOL sees Curtis getting back to his feet on the outside, he rolls out and grabs him throwing him in the ring before rolling in to join him, he gets to his feet as Curtis get to his and slams the High Roller with a big right hand and another and another, he throws Curtis off the ropes but as Curtis comes back his clothesline attempt is ducked! Curtis carries on running, AWOL turns to greet him but Curtis hits a big clothesline of his own taking the World Champ down, AWOL gets back up but is hit with a kick to the mid-section before Curtis connects with a good swinging Neckbreaker. He gets to his feet and grabs the ladder lifting it back to its vertical base, he is about to climb it but sees Daemon climbing the ropes, he charges against them knocking Daemon off balance and leaving him stranded on the top, he walks over to him and hits a big right hand and another Daemon, the fans suddenly go mental as Stinger X-2 is in the ring, he is quietly climbing the ladder as Curtis attacks Daemon, he grabs Frost around the head, as both men balance on the top rope, the fans are now cheering loudly as Pulse climbs the other side of the ladder, his head bleeding a little, he chases Stinger to the top and the two men meet there!
Suddenly the attention goes back to the corner where Curtis jumps off the top rope with Daemon hitting a huge DDT on the Canvas, at the same time Andre climbs back on the apron and has seen Pulse and Stinger on the ladder! Both men are going furious with right hands, suddenly Andres grabs the ladder and starts to push it over, Pulse and Stinger both jump grabbing the gap in the roof hanging 30feet in the air there legs dangling toward the ring, both men begin to climb into the second cell, Curtis is furious as he looks at them climbing in, he grabs the chair dropped earlier by Pulse and turns to hit Andre but the big man is one step ahead of him and punches the chair knocking right into the face of Curtis! Suddenly AWOL is back up he hits a thunderous right across the jaw of Andre and another and another, the big man is stunned by the shots, AWOL steps back to get more power behind one more punch, but Andre quickly grabs AWOL by the head and connects with a big time headbutt! Suddenly Hellkat grabs Andre from behind without looking he turns lashing out with a punch but hits the football helmet!!! He grabs his hand in pain and Hellkat just bends down and headbutts Andre in the stomach causing him to lean over, she grabs his head and slams the helmet right across the big man temple, te headbutts still don’t knock him of his feet but knock him back into the ropes, she grabs the ladder, once again folding it up before trying what she done before and slamming the ladder into Andre, but he sees it coming and lifts his foot the ladder however just stumbles Hellkat back as the ladder hits her helmet! Andre shakes the cobwebs away but suddenly AWOL comes out of nowhere and clothesline him over the ropes, the momentum taking him over as well!!!

Cell Two
Hellkat sets up the ladder and again attempts to climb it, this time she reaches the top she grabs the open panel, neither Stinger or Pulse seeing her climb up as they continue to throw punches at each other. Pulse has the upper hand and slams Stinger right into the mesh, Stinger head cut wide open now, Pulse grabs his head and begins rubbing it across the mesh, the friction of the razor sharp mesh just carving into his wound already bleeding fairly profusely. Pulse turns to one of the trash cans in the corner and pulls out a large kendo stick, he lifts it to hit Stinger, but Stinger counters booting Pulse in the stomach and grabbing the rim of his pants throwing him face first into the cell wall!! He slowly gets back to his feet and turns toward the trash can but Hellkat is up and slams the kendo stick over the head of Stinger knocking him to the ground!

Jerry Walters:
OH MY!!! What a shot by Hellkat right across the skull of Stinger!

Tim May:
That shot echoed through the arena Jerry! Maybe that helmet is Hellkats lucky Helmet! Its done her good so far!

Cell One
Daemon is back to his feet and sees the ladder set up, he looks up to see Hellkat, Stinger and Pulse in the next cell before looking across at Curtis Jack rested against the ropes, he runs at Curtis jumping at him turning in mid-air, Curtis grabs his legs as if he was a wheel barrow before Daemon lifts himself up grabbing Curtis by the head and bringing him down into a bulldog. Wasting no time he gets to his feet before jumping over the downed body of Curtis and springboarding off the middle rope before landing across the throat of CJ with a big leg drop. Outside of the ring AWOL is back on his feet stomping on the chest of Andre who is on one knee, he slams right hands into the head of the big man, suddenly Andre pushes him away but before he can get on his feet, AWOL is right back there slamming more right hands into the big mans head, Andre is a fury grabs AWOL by the waist and lifts him of his feet as he gets t his in anger he throws AWOL into the steel mesh face first, AWOL falls back to the concrete managing to stay on his feet and keep his balance however he turns in a daze right into the big hand of Andre who grabs him by the back of the head and with great power slams him head first right into the steel post!! AWOL’ head crack backs and blood quickly pours from his forehead, his face turned into a sea of red fluid in just seconds, he sits slouched against the mesh, the shot dazing him badly as Andre grabs the ladder behind him and slides it in the ring, he gets up on the apron but before he can go any further Daemon blasts a right hand into his head and another and another, he realizes his shots are not having much effect, suddenly he runs at the turnbuckle running to the top then jumping off hitting a big dropkick that knocks Andre of the apron but not off his feet as he lands right back on them. Daemon grabs the ladder and moves it to the middle of the ring, before grabbing Curtis, he lays CJ on it before getting the setup ladder and placing it folded up over the top of Curtis. He rolls to the outside grabbing the third and final ladder and slides it in the ring, as he does he sees Andre climbing back onto the apron, suddenly he sprints across the ring baseballing sliding the matches biggest man knocking him off the apron and face first into the mat, however it still doesn’t knock him of his feet, Daemon runs back to third ladder and places it in the corner over looking the sandwiched Curtis, he walks out onto the apron and climbs the turnbuckle grabbing the top of the third ladder before pushing it forward and putting his weight behind it crashing it down on top of Curtis crushing him between the two ladder above and below him! The fans are on there feet going wild, Suddenly Andre is again on the apron, he climbs over the ropes, but Daemon sees him and runs off the ropes but crazily he jumps at Andre looking for a crossbody, Andre grabs him and lifts him into a gorilla press, Daemon is looking around in fear as Andre suddenly throws him over the top rope and body first right into the steel mesh before hitting the mat below hard!
He grabs the third ladder bought in and sets it up, the fans booing loudly as Andre slowly works his way up the ladder, still nobody has moved and Andre reaches the top grabbing the side of the open gap and pulls himself up the panel showing tension as he rests his weight on it, however he does get to the second cell rolling himself onto the mesh floor.

Cell Two
Andre rolls himself into the Cell, he gets back to one knee but Hellkat who has been dominant throws a chair at his face causing him to grab it, she runs at him kicking the chair right into Andre’s face knocking him right back onto the mesh, Hellkat wastes no time and places the chair over his face, she walks across to one of the trash cans pulling out a trash can lid then walks back to Andre, suddenly she jumps in the air placing the lid under her legs and slamming it over the chair that crashes further into the face of Andre! She gets back to her feet but suddenly both Pulse and Stinger tackle her down trying to get that helmet off, suddenly Stinger gets there taking the helmet off, he gets to his feet as does Pulse but as he does Stinger slams the helmet over Pulses head cracking him right open and knocking him to the mat! Stinger turns to Hellkat who has run around the huge whole in the middle of the cell trying to get away from Stinger, he chases after her going right around in a circle suddenly from out of nowhere Andre risesback up grabbing Stinger unexpectedly by the throat, he gets to his feet and lifts the DX-2 man, the fans are going crazy suddenly he drops him down into a chokeslam right across the mesh, the fans disappointed hoping to see Stinger chokeslammed back down to cell one.

Cell One
AWOL is back on his feet he sees Daemon hurt on the outside, Curtis is rolling on the floor inside the ring, AWOL wipes the blood from his eyes and climbs back into the ring waking right to the setup ladder, he climbs the first rungs but on the other side so is Curtis, both men are forcing there way up the ladder, AWOL gets to the top and grabs the cell 2 floor trying to fight his way into the cell, he pulls himself half way through but finds himself staring at a large pair of feet, he stops and looks up before finding the huge hand of Andre around his throat, the biggest man in the match lifts AWOL high into cell two, threatening to drop AWOL back into cell one… The fans are booing loudly as Andre talks trash to AWOL as if he could hold him there all day, suddenly from behind with the kendo stick Hellkat slams the stick into his back and again and again, he drops AWOL onto the cell 2’s floor and turns to Hellkat.

Jerry Walters:
Oh thank god! Hellkat just saved AWOL from being chokeslammed 30 feet to maybe the end of his title reign here in the ULW!

Tim May:
God damn it Hellkat!

Jerry Walters:
But she may have just found herself in more trouble then she can handle!

Cell Two
She swings the kendo stick again but Andre grabs it and pulls it from her hands, suddenly Stinger and Pulse both jump him from behind he turns knocking them both to the ground, they both get up but are knocked down with amazing strength by Andre who hits a big double clothesline suddenly AWOL distracts him with a big right hand and another, Hellkat runs around the gap again away from trouble then turns to she is just below the gap in the second cell, she begins climbing the scale of the cell, her hands being ripped apart by the mesh.
AWOL throws another right into Andre who throws a right back but AWOL ducks it and locks Andre into a front grapple looking for a suplex, but he cant seem to lift him!! Andre slams his forearms across the shoulder of AWOL knocking him to his knee before lifting back up off the mesh with both hands choking the life out of him, he looks across the cell as Hellkat climbs the scale of it aiming to get into cell three, he throws AWOL aside as if he was nothing and walks around the gap getting there just in time to grab Hellkat’s trailing foot, she panics as Andre tries to get her back down in her worry she lashes out with her other foot holding on with hands, but Andre’s head is out of reach, she lets go of the cell wall her hands bleeding where the mesh cut into and falls right over Andres shoulder he laughs evilly suddenly though Hellkat worms her way off his shoulder and down his back she lands on her feet and turns to the trash can next to her pulling out a cricket bat, Andre turns and she slams the bat right over his head and again she hits him still not knocking him off his feet, she slams the bat into his stomach causing him to bend right over then again slams the bat over his head knocking him to the ground, the fans are on there feet going wild!!! Suddenly from behind Stinger grabs Hellkat and drops her neck first across his knee, she grabs her neck and rolls away.

Cell One
Meanwhile in cell one, Daemon is back on his feet and is climbing the scale of the ladder meeting Curtis at the top, he slams Curtis head into the top of the ladder giving him enough time to grab the side of the open Panel and climb up, Curtis shakes the cobwebs and quickly does the same, the first cell now becoming empty.

Jerry Walters:
There all in Cell two now, this match has already been brutal, i dare to think what could happen now!

Tim May:
Why do i get the horrible feeling, we havent seen anything yet?

Cell Two
Stinger is laughing over the body of Hellkat and hasn’t seen Daemon climb into the second Cell, suddenly Daemon runs across the mesh floor grabbing Stinger by the head and bouncing off the cell wall before dropping Stinger right onto one of the steel posts holding the floor and together! Stinger grabs his already bleeding head and rolls away as Daemon gets back to his feet he runs at Pulse who is on one knee but Pulse sees him coming and counters Daemons run hitting him with a big time Spinebuster that’s shakes the structure! Daemon grabs his back in pain as Pulse turns to the cell wall, he begins climbing the scale of it.
AWOL gets back to his feet but Curtis is already up shocking AWOL who hadn’t seen him move from the cell one, Curtis hits him with a big clothesline knocking him to the floor, AWOL quickly gets back up but Curtis is expecting it and grabs the legs of AWOL LOCKING IN A SHARPSHOOTER!!!!!!! AWOL IS CRYING OUT IN PAIN JUST AS HE DID AT SYNSCOPE, CURTIS IS RED IN THE FACE LOCKING IN THE HOLD AS HARD AS HE CAN….AWOL TAPS, HE TAPS, AWOL TAPS…)

Jerry Walters: AWOL IS TAPPING!! CURTIS HAS LOCKED IN THE SHARPSHOOTER LIKE HE DID AT SYNSCOPE AND AWOL IS TAPPING!

Tim May: AWOL GAVE UP!!! ITS OVER!!! CURTIS WINS! HE WINS!

Jerry Walters:
Oh no...It is far from over yet...You dont win by submission!

Tim May:
DAMN IT!!!!!

(But you can’t win by submission, Curtis lets go of the hold and begins stomping on AWOL, he kneels over him talking trash letting in the occasional punch to interfere with his words, suddenly he stands up and taunts the fans signaling he is the new champion, suddenly he turns and sees Pulse climbing the wall, he sprint across the cell and begins climbing it himself trying to grab Pulses leg, Pulse is right at the top, he grab the open panel leading to Cell three but Curtis grabs his leg, he tries pulling away but Curtis won’t let go, suddenly Pulse slams his other foot into the head of Curtis and again and again, Curtis let go to keep his own place on the cell wall, Pulse uses the time to roll himself into the cell, Curtis shakes the cobwebs and he himself begins climbing.

Andre is back on his feet, he stumbles backwards, the cricket bat shots really making him dizzy he walks to the cells panel and places his hands on one of the polls connecting the two big panels that make up the side of the cell, he lifts himself on them trying to catch up with Curtis, suddenly the POLL BREAKS UNDERNEATH HIM AND ANDRE FALLS BACK FIRST ONTO THE FLOOR OF CELL NUMBER TWO THE MESH UNDERNEATH HIM LOSENING DANGEROUSLY, THE SIDE OF CELL TWO SUDDENLY BREAKS AND THE BOTTOM PANEL FALLS THROUGH WHILE THE OTHER ONE SWINGS BACK AND FORTH WILDLY!

Jerry Walters:
OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!! ONE SIDE OF THE CELL JUST COLLAPSED AROUND ANDRE!!!

Tim May:
ANDRE WAS TO HEAVY FOR IT!!! HE BROKE THE LAIR!! HE BROKE THE DAMN LAIR!!

Curtis in fear leaps from the cell wall and grabs the floor of cell 3 dragging himself into it he looks down and sees the carnage as Andre lays flat out on the cell floor, Hellkat is back on her feet and sees the gap, she walks out onto the roof of cell one, she looks up and sees the temple shaped cell and just barely through the mesh the World Heavyweight championship but before she can climb Stinger comes out of nowhere and clothesline her down! He lifts her back up and slams her face first into the mesh not once but twice, Hellkat is even bleeding now, Stinger stomps on her before walking back into the cell and grabbing one of the trash cans, he walks back to Hellkat and empties the bin out over the mesh floor, some of the smaller weapons fall through the gaps but the most powerful remain. Stinger lifts the trash can slamming it over Hellkat’s back, he hits her again, then throws the trash can aside, he turns towards the broken cell wall but Daemon jumps in the air and hits a textbook dropkick taking Stinger down, he grabs a trash can lid and stalks Stinger who gets back up, Daemon slams it across his head, Stinger stumbles backwards Daemon hits him again but just when the fans think there gonna see him fall off the cell he falls to the floor instead…They cheer anyhow as Daemon turns to Hellkat, he lifts her off her feet and sets her up before hitting a quick snap suplex, he grabs the side of the cell and begins climbing it!!!

Jerry Walters: Daemon is going up Tim, there all edging closer to the title! But look at Curtis!

Tim May:
I Know, he is furious! Wouldn't you be? You just climbed into the last cell, you think your leading the race to the gold, then some fat nobody breaks the damn cell and give everyone and easier route then the one you tried so damn hard to get to!?!

Jerry Walters:
You have a good point!

Cell Three
Curtis is stomping on Pulse, all three trash cans have been turned on there side and Curtis is going nuts on Pulse annoyed he is inside cell three now there is a gap to get out, he hunts turns from Pulse looking for the key in one of the trash cans to the door, he hunts around but can’t find it, the frustration is killing Curtis as the blood continues to treacle down his face from the chair to the face earlier, he gets to his feet and turns around but Pulse has a barbed wire 2x4 he slams it over the head of Curtis and cuts him open properly now, he kneels down beside CJ and grits the barbed wire against his skin Curtis is crying out in pain, Pulse throws the weapon aside and lifts Curtis onto his shoulder before charging him face first right into the steel mesh knocking him right back down onto his back! He walks one of the other trash cans and hunts around, he looks up and Daemon is smiling at him outside on the roof of cell two one of the trash cans is facing the wall and the fans go crazy as Daemon waves the keys at Pulse, Pulse charges at the wall begging for Daemon to give him the keys, Daemon suddenly turns and throws the keys right of the Lair!!! Pulse is in shock his mouth wide open as Daemon taunts him a little more, Daemon is the only one unscathed no blood runs down his face, Suddenly Curtis attacks Pulse from behind jumping into his back knee first he grabs Pulse head and slams it into the mesh before turning him around and trying to whip him across the cell, but Pulse reverses it and Curtis flies through a panel in the cell and nearly rolls right off the edge of cell two’s roof! The screeches from the fans letting him know when he was close allowing him to grab onto the holes in the mesh, his feet are dangling over the edge as he slowly pulls himself back up the pain rushing through his body unbearable as the metal bars holding the cell panel snapped over his spine.
Pulse has charged out of the cell and around to Daemon who is trying to dash up the cell, he grabs Daemons foot and with force yanks back onto the mesh floor!

Cell Two
Andre is back on one knee as is AWOL right the other side of the cell, Andre is first up and walks out onto the roof of cell one, Hellkat has crawled right around the cell holding her head in pain leaning against the mesh wall away from all the wrestlers in the match, Stinger however forces himself to his feet he sees Andre and slams a right hand into his face, the dizziness still affecting the big man, he throws another and another, Stinger is picking up momentum now, suddenly he hears a metallic buckling above him, he looks up and sees the wall of cell 3 break apart, suddenly Andre grabs Stinger by the throat, and holds him aloft, the fans are going crazy as they all rise to there feet…ANDRE THROWS STINGER RIGHT OFF THE ROOF OF CELL ONE AND BACK FIRST ONTO THE CONCRETE BELOW!!!!!

Jerry Walters: OH MY GOD!! STINGER HAS JUST BEEN DESTROYED, HE HAS JUST BEEN KILLED! ANDRE JUST CHOKESLAMMED HIM OVER 30FEET TO THE FLOOR!

Tim May:
STINGER JUST LANDED ON CONCRETE!! THIS MATCH JUST STEPPED UP A LEVEL JERRY!!!

Stinger rolls toward the ramp holding his back in agony, as the officials call for EMT’s to come down…Andre turns back to the broken cell wall now but AWOL is right there he grabs Andre and tries to left him again this time onto his shoulders but again he fails, Andre slams his forearms across the back of AWOL knocking him to the ground, he grabs the World Champion and lifts him back to his feet before taking him down with a big clothesline!
He hesitates before climbing the panels of Cell two on the outside, he takes a deep breathe then begins climbing, Hellkat is climbing the other side, she sees Curtis roll back up from nearly falling off and manages to way up. AWOL slowly gets back to his feet and turns climbing the wall to catch up with the others, if this were a race…The World Champion would be last and he knew it.

Jerry Walters:
Well Stinger is hurt bad down here! Andre chokeslammed him from the first cell roof onto pure concrete! Look there climbing higher! This is going to get overally dangerous!

Tim May:
OH MY GOD!! You are right this Jerry, this match is a killer, no wonder this has only happened once...Oh my god, if someone falls now!

Cell Three
Pulse stomps away on Daemon, he kneels down grabbing Daemons head and pushing it into the mesh, Daemon grits his teeth in pain as the sharp clawed mesh dig into his skin, Pulse lets go and lifts Daemon back up and throws him over his shoulder, suddenly he taunts the fans, he walks toward the edge of the cell but Daemon counters and slides of his back landing on his feet behind Pulse pushing him forward as he did, Pulse swings his arms trying to balance and stop himself falling he stops himself and turns to face Daemon who jumps up hitting a big dropkick, PULSE FALLS OF THE SIDE OF THE CELL AND BOUNCES OFF THE MESH FLOORING OF CELL ONE!!!! HE LAYS MOTIONLESS ON THE CELL, HIS BACK CRACKING RIGHT ON THE STRUCTURE POSTS!)

Jerry Walters:
OH MY GOD!!! PULSE JUST SUFFERED A TERRIBLE FALL!!! It's bad enough on the mesh, he just landed right across the structures steel post!!

Tim May:
Pulse could be badly hurt, here, this match is turning ugly very quickly!

Jerry Walters:
When was it pretty!?!

(Daemon gets back to his feet, a little shocked to see Pulse laying so dead like on the cell one roof, he turns to climb back up the cell but Turns right into the huge boot of Andre who nearly takes his head off! AWOL climbs onto the roof as well but Andre clotheslines him down as well, he grabs AWOL and irish whips him face first right into the cell wall knocking him back to the floor. Daemon is back on his feet as well now, a huge gash has opened up above his eyebrow and blood is pouring like a water fountain over his face, Daemon turns in a daze toward Andre who grabs him by the throat and lifts him for another chokeslam but Daemon grabs the cell wall behind Andre and stops Andre from dropping him down, he boot Andre in the ribs and again, suddenly AWOL is on his feet and from behind slams his boot right between the legs of Andre! The big man lets go of Daemon and falls to his knees as both member of Holy war climb the scale of the cell, Curtis is climbing the other side but Hellkat places her head between his legs trying to pull him down into a powerbomb position, Curtis won’t let go of the cell wall though suddenly to the cheering of all the fans obviously more so the woman, Hellkat bites at the groin of Curtis!!!!!!!!!!!!! Curtis is crying out in pain he lets go of the cage and sits on Hellkat’s shoulders, she lets go of her bite and quickly drops Curtis into a powerbomb! Curtis is out flat on the cell two roof and the fans begin to chant ‘Holy Shit’ all over again, she climbs the wall showing her to be the better climber then the rest. She reaches the top and there in front of her at head height is the World title, she runs toward it not seeing Daemon and AWOL also climbing the cell…THE FANS GO WILD AS SHE TAKES THE BELT AND RIPS IT OFF THE HOOK, SHE HOLD IT IN HER ARMS SOME OF THE FANS FORGETTING SHE HASN’T WON IT YET!!!)

Jerry Walters:
Hellkat has the title! She has the belt!

Tim May:
But she isnt Moving! Hellkat look out its Holy War damn it!

(Suddenly Daemon kicks her in the stomach before dropping her with a DDT right onto her head making her concussion worse most likely. Daemon bounces back to his feet and leans down touching the title at the same time so does AWOL, they both lift the title over 90ft high in the air, neither man letting go, the two of them begin to argue both trying to tug the title away from each other suddenly at the same time both men throw it aside and punch by punch both go at each other, AWOL’s power though quickly gets the upper hand, he boots Daemon in the stomach and lifts him for a powerbomb but as he is bringing him down, Daemon counters it and brings AWOL down into a front face slam!! He gets back to his feet but Andre is up on the top cell, he charges Daemon with a clothesline knocking him inside out, Daemon falls hard onto the cell three roof and Andre grabs the smaller man looking to Chokeslam him properly this time, he grabs Daemon around the throat before trash talking him, suddenly though Daemon counters it kicking Andre in the groin the big man grabs his heavily attacked groin once more and turns into AWOL WHO PICKS ANDRE UP OFF HIS FEET ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, HE THROWS HIM LIKE AN F-U RIGHT ONTO ANOTHER PANEL!!!!!!!!!!! THE PANEL BUCKLES UNDER ANDRES WEIGHT AND ANDRE SMASHES THROUGH THE CELL THREE ROOF THEN RIGHT THROUGH THE CELL TWO ROOF AND RIGHT INTO CELL ONE, HE HITS THE APRON THE MAT GIVING WAY AND COLLAPSING AROUND THE BIG MAN!!!!!ANDRE IS OUT COLD, HE JUST FEEL 90FEET!!!!!!)

Jerry Walters:
NO!!!! ANDRE IS DEAD!!! HE HAS TO BE!! HE JUST FEEL 90 FEET THROUGH THREE HELL IN A CELLS ONE AFTER THE OTHER AND THEN THROUGH THE DAMN RING!! ANDRE HAS TO BE DEAD!

Tim May:
OH MY FUCKING GOD! I DONT BELIEVE THAT! IS THIS WHAT THE MATCH IS SUPPOSE TO DO! ANDRE HAS TO BE KILLED!

Jerry Walters:
This is horrible to watch! Ladies and Gentleman, this is horrific what we are seeing, i can only imagine what is going through the big mans familys mind right now...EMT's are coming down, but Andre could be dead here!

(EMT’s rush to get the gate open and help Andre, the fans are going crazy a huge chant of ‘Holy Shit’ ringing out around the Joe Louis arena, AWOL and Daemon both look at the carnage amazed at what just happened, suddenly Hellkat low blows Daemon and grabs the belt before rolling off the cell roof, she begins climbing back down like her life depended on it, the title over her shoulder AWOL charges across the roof and begins chasing her down, she jumps onto the cell two roof, but as she turns Curtis clothesline her to the floor, he stomps away at her the anger blasting inside him, AWOL jumps down off the cell wall and throws a right hand at Curtis but CJ blocks it and hits one of his own he kicks AWOL in the stomach then slams him head first into the wall the shot dazing AWOL, CLOCKED, CLOCKED, CLOCKED (Superkick)….Curtis hits his finisher and AWOL drops to the floor laid out, Hellkat is back on one knee, Curtis walks through the broken wall of cell three and grabs a fire extinguisher and a steel chair, he places the chair down beside him and stalks Hellkat with the extinguisher, she turns to face him and the fumes from the extinguisher blind the single female in the match, she stumbles away from Curtis grabbing her eyes, she turns back right into a HUGE CHAIR SHOT BY CURTIS!!!!!)

Jerry Walters:
OH!! A huge chair shot by Curtis, Hellkat is out cold! She was suffering from concussion coming into this match!

Tim May:
It's over Jerry! It's Over!! Curtis is home free! Go Curtis go!!

(Daemon is getting back to his feet and Curtis sees his chance he grabs the World title and stares at it for a second, suddenly the fans are going absolutely nuts, QUENTIN BARNES HAS ESCAPED THE POLICE AND HAS JUMPED OVER THE CROWD BARRIER, HE IS CLIMBING THE SIDE OF CELL ONE!!!!!! Curtis begins climbing down cell two, Quentin sees him and rolls himself onto cell ones roof, he charges around the cell before waiting for Curtis who still hasn’t seen him, CJ jumps off cell twos roof and turns right into a right hand by Quentin and another one, Curtis drops the belt and starts firing back the two men on the cell go for it right hand after right hand Quentin blocks Curtis next punch and clotheslines him down, Curtis falls on the cell floor hard, suddenly Curtis slowly begins to get up Quentin is stalking him now, the fans are going nuts, Curtis turns right into a boot by the 6ft 11” Quentin who sets him up for the double underhook piledriver THE BARNES STORM…HE JUMPS OFF THE CELL!!!!! HE JUMPS OFF THE CELL!!!!!! CURTIS WITH HIM, THE FALL THE WHOLE 30FT AND RIGHT THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE, THE BARNES STORM RIGHT THROUGH THE ANNOUNCE TABLE!!!! CURTIS’S BODY IS TWITCHING!! QUENTIN IS OUT COLD AS WELL!!)

Jerry Walters:
OH MY FUCKING GOD, CURTIS JACK WAS JUST PILEDRIVEN FROM OVER 30FT IN THE AIR THROUGH THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE, GET SOME EMT'S DOWN HERE, GET SOME DOWN HERE DAMN IT!

Tim May:
CURTIS JACK JUST GOT SCREWED! QUENTIN BARNES JUST SCREWED CURTIS!!!!! HELLKAT COME ON!!!

(More ‘Holy shit’ chants are ringing out, Daemon sees all this and begins climbing down the wall of cell two Hellkat and AWOL are not moving, Frost jumps off the wall as he nears the bottom and walks to the title, he picks it up but before he can turn to leave, AWOL JUMPS OFF THE SECOND CELL ROOF AND HITS A HUGE CROSSBODY ON DAEMON!!!)

Jerry Walters:
LOOK AT THAT!!! Th determination of AWOL to keep this World title is unmatched the World Champion just went from the great, to the amazing!

Tim May:
I CANT BELIEVE THIS!!! CURTIS WAS SCREWED!

(Neither man is moving and the fans are on there feet, jumping shouting and screaming, suddenly from the back it’s Devon Stevens, he has a chair in hand, he charges past the EMT’s putting Stinger onto a stretcher and throws the chair onto the first cell roof, he climbs up there and gets to the top, both Daemon and AWOL are getting up as well, Devon grabs the chair and charges around the cell structure, AWOL and Daemon are sluggishly slamming right hands into each other, they both turns and see Devon coming though and at the same time turn and close line him to the floor! The fans are going wild!!!
AWOL lifts Devon to his feet but the fresh Devon picks him up and slams him into a spinebuster on the steel mesh floor! Daemon charges at him, but Devon grabs him by the head and uses his own momentum to throw him into the mesh cage number two!
He picks the world title belt up and leans over AWOL screaming “the belt is his, the belt is his” He picks AWOL up and sets him up FOR THE GAME OF LIFE (reverse X-factor)…HE HITS IT!!!)

Tim May: YES! YES! Now Daemon, get Daemon! Hell even let Hellkat win this, but do not let them do it!

Jerry Walters:
GOD DAMN IT!! AWOL JUST GOT SCREWED!! WAIT A MINUTE...DAEMON HAS A CHAIR!

(The booing fans watch as Devon gets up after hitting AWOL with his trademark, the chants ‘bullshit’ are sounding around the arena, suddenly the huge boos turn into cheers as Daemon is swearing under his breathe daring Devon to turn around, he does and Daemon clocks him big time with the steel chair!!!!! Devon stumbles around in a full circle right into another chair shot that knocks him flying off the side of the cell and right through the announce table of Tim May and Jerry Walters!!!!)

Jerry Walters:
OH LORD, OH MY GOD!!! DEVON STEVENS HAS JUST BEEN DESTORYED!! THE SON OF A BITCH MAY HAVE JUST COST AWOL THE WORLD TITLE BUT HE HASN'T COME OUT OF IT UNHURT!! DAEMON FROST JUST SENT HIM RIGHT TO HELL!

Tim May: NOOO!! DAEMON YOU STUPID SON OF A BITCH!!! DEVON GET UP, GET UP, STOP THIS, HOLY WAR ARE GOING TO KEEP THE DAMN TITLE! GET UP DAEMON!

(Daemon throws the chair aside and picks up the title, but AWOL is on his feet, Daemon rolls his eyes and throws a right hand at the hurt AWOL but he blocks it suddenly and fires back, Daemon goes for another but again AWOL blocks it and hits another right and another and another he is picking up huge momentum he throws Daemon into the cell wall, the impact is so hard Daemon stumbles backwards back toward AWOL who grabs him…DAISY CUTTER ON DAEMON, DAISY CUTTER ON DAEMON!!!!!)

Jerry Walters:
ITS OVER!!! ITS OVER!!! AWOL JUST HIT DAEMON WITH THE DAISY CUTTER!!

Tim May:
I can't believe Curtis was Screwed! Now AWOL is going to defend his title! God Damn it! Come on Daemon, you are better then nothing...Just...GET THE HELL UP!

(AWOL falls to his knees the energy gone from his body, he grabs the title as the fans go crazy, he painfully rolls of the side of the cell and begins slowly climbing down the wall, suddenly Daemon is back on his feet, AWOL looks up and DAEMON LEAPS OF THE SIDE OF THE CELL AND RIGHT ACROSS THE BODY AND HEAD OF AWOL!!!!!!!!!!!!! BOTH MEN FALL TO THE SAFETY MATS AND BOUNCE OF THE CONCRETE!!!!!!!!!)

Jerry Walters:
OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!! THESE MEN COULD BE DEAD!!!

Tim May:
AWOL AND HIS OWN PARTNER MAY JUST HAVE DESTROYED EACH OTHER!!!!

(Officials charge over to the fallen men, Daemon is on top of AWOL both men are knocked, the referees push Daemon of AWOL, the fans are in confusion as to who has won suddenly all the referees call for the bell, the one of the officials runs to the announcer…..)

Jerry Walters:
Who won?

Tim May:
I don’t think we have a winner, Jerry, nobody has won this!

Jerry Walters:
There are no winners here in physical presence, but someone has the belt, AWOL or Daemon have won this match??

(Suddenly the announcer stand up and raises the mic to his mouth)

Announcer:
The Winner of this match, after gripping the title with both feet touching the ground…..DAEMON…..FROST!!!!!!!!!

(The fans go wild, there on there feet as Daemons music blasts over the sound system, the camera crews run round to see Daemon gripping the title meaning he must have stolen out when he landed over AWOL, the fans can’t believe it as many jump up and down on the spot, EMT’s are charging down the ramp stretchers at the ready! The carnage around the ring, above the ring, in the ring is crazy, every person in this match was destroyed.)

Jerry Walters:
WE HAVE A NEW WORLD CHAMPION, A NEW WORLD CHAMPION, DAEMON FROST HAS WON THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE AND THE FANS HERE IN THE JOE LOUIS ARENA ARE GOING CRAZY!

Tim May:
GOD DAMN IT, AFTER ALL OF THAT, AFTER EVERYTHING, HOLY WAR STILL HAVE THE DAMN TITLE!!!!!!!

Jerry Walters:
Oh they still have it alright, Ladies and Gentleman, you saw it here, remember the date, May 23rd, the year 2004 and the place, the Joe Louis Arena, Detroit, Michigan…Possibly the greatest event ever in the history of the industry….DAEMON FROST IS THE NEW CHAMPION, I don’t believe it, I can’t believe it! He has gone from strength to strength and Daemon Frost has finally got what he deserved, he got the World title!

Tim May:
CURTIS JACK WAS SCREWED!!! HE WAS SCREWED!!!! DAEMON IS NOT THE CHAMP, CURTIS IS!

Jerry Walters:
Ladies and gentleman we are running out of time, but the join us Next week on Friday for FUF where god knows what is going to happen and next Saturday for the debut show of Annihilation…

(The scene fades to black, the last pictures being of the hell and the cell and the carnage seen around it before fading into Daemon Frost, title clenched under his arm being lifted onto a stretcher, the ULW logo appears before the show comes to an end.)