ULW Bloody Massacre


ULW Bloody Massacre

Live from
The Attel Stadium
Jacksonville, Florida

(The scene opens up at the burning wreckage of a car on a roadway, there are police cars around the scene and the smell of death lurks in the air. Suddenly the daunting scenes are narrated over by the words of what sounds like Chapel.)

“I will gain my vengeance…She is not dead…Phantom…Will pay!”

(The explosion plays one more time in slow motion before fading to a black screen, it re-emerges over a 6ft hole in a deserted graveyard, the rain is falling hard and a storm can be seen in the distance. Suddenly the voice of Phantom speaks.)

“I will gain my gold…The Coven will succeed… Such a pretty little thing…Wasteful!”

(The wet deep hole darkens and the scene re-opens on the image of a tied up boy, he has a gag in his mouth and has his hands tied behind his back, in like a split screen a ghostly image emerges next to the boy, that of Curtis Jack lying spread across the concrete from FUS. The image disappears leaving just the small boy, a tear running down his face. Suddenly Bullseye speaks.)

“He is my son, my family, my own…I will get him back…I have to!”

(The scene then fades and re-emerges on the tall 7ft monster Ravnos, he is smiling intently away from the camera and into the darkness, behind him LivEvil can be seen in there number, the voice of the big men echo’s out but his image on the screen just stares.)

“LivEvil make a mark tonight….And Bullseye finally becomes the target”

(The big man smiles as once more the scene fades to black before this time opening on the World Heavyweight title, the gold sparkling, as the camera pans out the scene shows the familiar pictures of the Weapons Lair sitting tauntingly under it, the 90ft of mesh and steel full of Weapons and means to hurt one another. Then the words of Predator speak over the pictures.)

“My eyes have been closed…Now they are open…And all I promise…Is the darkness of my hands intent!”

(The pictures fade again, then for one last time re-emerge to the Orlando Cruze, the ghostly images of the lair and the title fade around him as the haunting commentary of Jerry Walters recollects in his memory, the destruction that this match had caused its last entrants. Suddenly he looks up at the camera, his face focused and unlike the others… He does talk!)

“This…Is My dream…My Fate!”

(Suddenly fuck it by Seether plays as various shot from the last month play over the screen, the car explosion, the run down of Daemon by Hurse with the Semi-Truck, the attack by Conrad on AWOL who remains in a coma. Too Magnificent and Michael Synclaire holding the titles aloft there heads, Eclyptica burning Mag’s favourite t-shirt, Creed joining the newly founded ‘Unity’ turning on his old friend, before finally stopping and returning to the silence, the face of Orlando the last pictures as he closes his eyes and whispers as if it was his whole life.)

“This…Is my Destiny”


LIVE FROM THE ATTEL STADIUM, JACKSONVILLE, FLORIDA…ULW BLOODY MASSACRE!!!!!

(Fireworks blast from all angles the colours varied as the fans go nuts for the start of the show, the sold out stadium is alight with excitement as over 75,000 people scream for there favourite stars, the cameras pan around the arena looking at various signs as Seether set off a larger applause as they begin playing live the official theme tune for ULW Bloody Massacre “Fuck it!” the signs say things like “Orlando Cruze meet the Lair!” and “The Unity sucks” the show skips back to pictures of the band playing there track before going to the announcers table! Sitting in there seats at ringside Jerry Walters and Tim May, both dressed in tuxedos, prepare for the start of the show, Jerry begins as the end of Seether’s track comes to an end.)

Jerry Walters:
Ladies and Gentleman, Seether, what a band! And Welcome to Bloody Massacre, to the next step of the road for the ULW, the next big milestone for this great federation!

Tim May:
Oh man the atmosphere is great, listen to how loud these people are!?!

Jerry Walters:
No doubt! A great Florida crowd and a great stadium to host ULW’s Bloody Massacre!

Tim May:
That’s right and Bloody Massacre is bought to you today by “SPIDERS Garments – Want smelly underwear, meet SPIDER”

Jerry Walter:
I can’t believe he opened his own smelly underwear store! Oh well, onto the show and what a night it’s going to be, everything from a TLC tag match to a Buried Alive match!

Tim May:
Scramble Matches to No Holds Barred matches.

Jerry Walter:
Oh Glass Table matches right up until you reach the part of the page that says “Do not use” The dreaded Weapons Lair match!!!

(The camera pans out to see the 90ft pyramid towered over the ring, even like this it looks like a contraption of death and the two wrestlers stepping into it later in the evening had better be prepared for the worst.)


TV title Contendership match
Prodigy Vs Steve Hunter Vs Kevin Baumann

(‘The Sun still sleeps’ by underoath suddenly hits the speakers and the fans turn to the entrance area for the first match of the night, the curtains open and the first of the three men fighting for the right to a TV title shot walks out, the ‘son of the ULW’ Prodigy walks down the ramp his eyes confident as his stance and walk, he reaches the ring and rolls under the ropes, before looking around at the booing fans, he then turns to the rampway and awaits his opponents.)

Jerry Walters:
Prodigy has already come close in one TV title match, a match he lost due to the bodyguard of Conrad Gray who fights in this match without the outside interference of Conrad this time, might I just add.

Tim May:
No, but he doesn’t need Conrad, he is the bodyguard for god sake and we all know why Conrad is not here, later on he destroys AWOL once and for all and proves that the former world champion is no more then a fake!

Jerry Walters:
I am not looking forward to that match, its pure sickening.

(Suddenly ‘The blister exists’ By Slipknot hits the speakers and the fans boo even louder, the joint video package of Conrad Gray and Kevin Baumann hits the large screen, suddenly the stocking good looking face of Baumann appears from the back, he stands at the top of the ramp smiling at Prodigy who once again shows his temper and is held back by the referee, Baumann heads down the ramp and rolls in the ring before climbing the turnbuckle and raising his arms to the fans who boo him further, he jumps down and stares mockingly at Prodigy as his music ends.)

Jerry Walters:
The bodyguard of Conrad Gray, the CEO of this company, but he has had a very auspicious start to his career, no doubt he has the talent there, but his work rate lets him down thus the reason he suffered a shock defeat to Steve Smith in his first ULW match. But a win over one of his opponents here Chris Hunter last week has put him in the favourites seat to win this.

Tim May:
Really? You’re actually going to give the apprentice and bodyguard of one Conrad Gray the respect he deserves??

Jerry Walters:
Believe me, I say it with clenched teeth!

(Suddenly ‘lets go’ by Trick Daddy, lil’jon and Twista hits, the fans instantly jump to there feet as Hunter steps out from the back the cheers are huge, the anticipation of the first match up and the like for Hunter seeming to join together and multiply for the start of the first match, he taunts the fans taking in the huge reception of over 79,000 fans and the whole atmosphere of his first ULW Pay Per View, an experience not much like any other, he then walks down the ramp and heads for the ring his eyes locked on Baumann, he rolls in the ring and climbs the turnbuckle cheering on the fans once more and getting an ovation but suddenly Prodigy hits him hard in the back knocking Hunter over the ropes and to the outside of the ring.)

Jerry Walters:
Many believe Hunter to be one of the top names in the up coming business of the ULW, by far one of the most loved, he has to be up there with Daemon and Orlando when it comes to the level of fans he has.

Tim May:
This guy is a waste of time, he came from AWF for god sake, it doesn’t leave a good taste in your mouth to know he comes from there.

Jerry Walters:
But Prodigy, who has given this match an early start is also from there?

Tim May:
But he is a ULW original Jerry! It’s not the same!

Jerry Walters:
Well I personally like the lad and I hope, he comes out of this with a shot he thoroughly deserves!

(Prodigy leans over the ropes and talks trash to Hunter before turning right into a clothesline from the well built Kevin Baumann and another as he gets back up, he reaches his feet for the third time but is met with a kick to the stomach before having his arms hooked behind his back and lifted for a double underhook suplex! He gets back to his feet and stands to face Hunter who is back up on the apron before going to boot him in the face with a big boot, but Hunter moves and Baumann lands crotch first right across the top rope, the fans are cheering as Hunter lands some right hands right across his jaw before grabbing him for a reverse DDT and jumping right off the apron jumping to the outside and dragging Baumann with him before landing stomach first across the safety mats placing his weight across the head of Baumann and hitting him with a HUGE reverse DDT that leaves the bodyguard laid out on the outside. He rolls back in the ring and stalks Prodigy who stands back up and turns to face him before once more being hit with a dropkick knocking him to the floor, Hunter then jumps across him, landing in some furious right hands before getting up and dropping an elbow drop across Prodigy’s chest and another, he then hooks the leg,
1…
2…
Kick out by Prodigy!)

Jerry Walters:
Huge move to Baumann out of the ring there and now Hunter laying into Prodigy, there is some past here between the two, both former AWF wrestlers who came here at the same time and are really looking to make a name for themselves.

Tim May:
Yes but Prodigy was the man who got a title shot and is named the ‘son of the ULW’

Jerry Walters:
Indeed he has, yet many felt his title shot was unfair after he lost to Hunter and a good match, a strange one involving Bob and the loons, but a good one nonetheless!

(Hunter lifts Prodigy and then drops him with a traditional neckbreaker, he sits back up he smiles and gets back to his feet seeing Baumann re-enter the ring also, he walks right up to him and hits a vicious right forearm to the face and a second before grabbing his arm and throwing him across the ring into the opposite turnbuckle, he then charges across the ring aiming for the mid-section of the bodyguard, but Baumann moves and dodges the shoulder block and Hunter very early in the match launches himself into the steel ringpost, Baumann just grabs him and twists his arm before hitting him with a one arm DDT causing his bad shoulder to bend backwards across the body of Baumann as his face smashes against the canvas, Baumann then launches himself in position to lock in a reverse Armbar holding it in place, as he does Prodigy is back on his feet and begins stomping at the back of Hunter, he then jumps right over Hunter and lands across the chest of Baumann breaking the lock, he lifts the bodyguard back up and hits a snap suplex, he then gets to his feet again and turns to Hunter before stomping some more on his shoulder, he lifts him to his feet then twists the arm a bit more and tugging on his wrist causing pressure around the shoulder area, he does it once more then trips Hunter up causing him to land on his back as Prodigy falls to his knees and places a knee into his shoulder joint, he holds out the arm of Hunter and then jumps up before dropping a knee right across it and locking then locking in another lock, his knee pressed into the shoulder of Hunter once more, but he seems to have forgotten about Baumann who grabs his waist and drags him away from the hold and then lifts him for a german suplex right onto the mat, he then picks him up again and hits a second before lifting him a third time turning him to face and booting him in the stomach before lifting him up onto his shoulders and dropping him for a sit out powerbomb! The fans are cheering at this move, rather then the man who hit it but the cheers get louder as Hunter gets back to his feet and props himself in the corner facing the back of Baumann!)

Jerry Walters:
Oh look out Kevin Baumann!!

Tim May:
NO! He tried this before and hit Steel, this time he is gonna try and finish it!

Jerry Walters:
He is going for the spear!

(Baumann turns and Hunter charges right at him but impressively the young sensation that accompanies Conrad slams an uppercut hard into the middle of Chris Hunters face knocking him right into his vertical position before grabbing his head and hitting a huge ‘Tattered and Torn’ he covers,
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2…
3..NOOO!! Prodigy breaks the count, jumping on the back of Baumann, Kevin gets up and just grabs the tired Prodigy before hitting some right hands and hitting a shot to the mid-section before lifting him onto his shoulders and hitting the International Infection, he taunts the fans before then turning to cover Prodigy but as he does Chris Hunter is there waiting and hits ‘The Dagger’ (Spear)!!!! He covers,
1…
2…
3… HUNTER WINS!! CHRIS HUNTER WINS!)

Jerry Walters:
What a first match to this Pay Per View, shades of the Lethal Weapon with Hunters version of the spear that finishes the bodyguard of Conrad Gray and gives him his first ever win at a ULW pay Per View and a shot at the television title!

Tim May:
I don’t believe it!?! Its all Prodigy’s fault, Baumann had this won earlier and Prodigy just jumped in and ruined everything! BASTARD!!

Jerry Walters:
This was not a good start for the unity and you can only believe Sheryl is going to be displeased over this.


Backstage

(The scene opens in the arena car park, Conrad Gray is seen holding his bag in a posh suit, Baumann is listening to instructions given to him by the CEO, suddenly a large limo pulls up and the two men just pay attention and turn toward the long stretch, the driver steps out and opens the door when suddenly Too Magnificent steps out, he smiles at Conrad and nods at Baumann respectively before taking his bag and walking toward them.)

Magnificent:
Hey guys wassup?

Conrad:
Not a lot Too Mag, but I got some bad news for ya…

Magnificent:
Oh?

Conrad:
It’s about your title match tonight…I’m cancelling it!!

Magnificent:
WHAT!?! Why?

Conrad:
Why? Why? BECAUSE I’M THE CEO DAMN IT!!! I am your boss and a member of the unity and I do what’s best for the damn unity, my sister likes you, actually she likes you a lot…I don’t. In fact I hate you, you’re a waste of space and a embarrassment to us all…Do you honestly think I am going to let you go out there and embarrse my sisters good judgement as well as the Unity as a whole??

Magnificent:
You son of a-

(Suddenly Magnificent slaps Conrad but Baumann grabs him before he can do anything else holding him professionally against the side of a car, stopping Mag from going anywhere, he holds him against there as Mag shouts out loud, Conrad just grabs his face and looks at the former Livewire Champion.)

Conrad:
Ill let you off as this is a first time Magnificent…But let it be known, for the next two weeks…YOU ARE SUSPENDED FOR THAT!!! I’ll see you back here when you are calm and somewhat talented.

(Baumann chucks Mag toward the car before stepping backwards yet remaining in front of Conrad, Mag just shakes his head and reluctantly gets back in the limousine before closing the door as it drives away, the camera just closes in on Conrad’s face as the scene closes.)


Also Backstage

(Ravnos is seen in the parking lot, Killjoy and Celestra are next to him, the three of them are looking up, a scream is heard and Sean, Bullseye’s son, can be seen held above a truck, the back is obviously made for holding large amounts of rubble of materials, but inside a clear liquid can be seen swishing around, Killjoy just taps Ravnos on the shoulder and smiles before heading off for the arena area, suddenly Ravnos looks up at Sean and smiles as he dangles over the clear substance.)

Ravnos:
Now its up to your daddy Sean…If he follows the rules, then this seven foot monster will let you go and your family will be very, very, happy…If he doesn’t Sean…Then your going to go for a pleasant swim in this WHOLE TRUCK, full of Acid…Let see what he does little one, but if I was you…I’d get your flippers on early!

(Ravnos just smiles and turns away from the scene heading for the backstage area and his upcoming match, the picture turns back to the stranded Sean tears running from his eyes and burning amongst the acidic liquid below him, suddenly the scene closes.)


Back In the Arena

Jerry Walters:
My god! Sean is being held over Acid, this is sickening damn it, Bullseye might have just seen that, if he hasn't he has no idea right now his son is in deadly peril!

Tim May:
Why are you so surprised? Ravnos is keeping his end of the bargain here Jerry...He said it would end Seans life if Bullseye didnt do the LivEvil bidding and he is just making sure Bullseye does!!

Jerry Walters:
Are you telling me you agree with this?

Tim May:
No, of course not, but i am saying he is simply keeping his word, we knew something was gonna happen!


Livewire Title Scramble Match
Killjoy Vs Bullseye Vs Vivian Vs Ravnos Vs Curtis Jack Vs Eclyptica

An image of Psycho walking down a ramp in a gray hood and sweater is shown in black and white. His name appears upon the side of the screen as the music begins.

I'll be coming home
just to be alone
Cause I know you're not there
And I know you don't care
I can hardly wait to leave this place

Psycho is immediately featured holding the Livewire title above his head, celebrating his victory over Too Magnificent at Nuclear Warfare. It cuts to him delivering the Pscychotic Episode to Stinger X-2, as well as throwing Curtis Jack out of the ring. We switch to Psycho being pinned by Bruce Lomond in what many consider to be a scew job victory. Psycho looks to be going nuts afterwards. The images then cut to Psycho fighting for the hardcore title at Nuclear Warfare when Killjoy viciously assaults him by handcuffing him to the ropes, costing him the Hardcore title. Killjoy’s name is now shown across the right side of the screen, showing him spitting into Bullseye’s face, causing him to step backwards in shock.

No matter how hard I try
You're never satisfied
This is not a home
I think I'm better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you're here

Killjoy stabbing Psycho repeatedly in the forehead with a broken kindo stick is featured, as well as him taking out Stinger X-2 with the same object. Both men are left bloody messes after Killjoy and Daemon suplex them through a table at ringside. The scene cuts dramaticly to Psycho removing the hood of his sweat shirt, revealing his idenity. He beats down Killjoy with the chair and does the same to Ravnos before finally doing it to Curtis Jack. T

This is not my home
I think I'm better off alone
Home, this house is not a home

Ravnos’ furious and demonic face is shown on the screen unleashing a roar after hitting Psycho with a brutal spinebuster. Ravnos is now shown kidnapping the son of Bullseye. We also witness him kicking Curtis Jack to the head as LivEvil beats him down in the center of the ring, a table set up in the corner. We also witness him throwing Psycho into a set of steel steps back first.

By the time you come home
I'm already stoned
You turn off the tv
And you scream at me
I can hardly wait
til you get off my case

Bullseye is shown clotheslining Ravnos over the ropes to the outside of the ring. He turns around and begins to circle the ring as the screen goes green, his name appearing across it. We see him connecting with the Spear on Ravnos, taking him out. We see him argueing with his girlfriend and questing her morality. We see her walking out of the room while Curtis Jack stands in the background, grinning. Once again we see his name appear on the screen then fade into darkness. Curtis is now shown accidently punching Bullseye in the face after he had just come to his aid. Curtis Jack is featured rubbing the shoulders of Cat as well as hugging her in another scene. We switch to him connecting with several intense high flying moves off the ropes on Eclyptica and Killjoy. The name Vivian appears upon the screen in a bright shade of purple, her face appearing highly in purple behind the letters of her name. It switches to her nearly getting eliminated from the battle royal along side Curtis Jack. She is also shown connecting with the hurricarana on Eclyplica, in turn pinning her. Eclyplica is now featured smacking Vivian in the face with the tag title strap.

No matter how hard I try
You're never satisfied
This is not a home
I think I'm better off alone
You always disappear
Even when you're here
This is not my home
I think I'm better off alone
Home, this house is not a home

Ecylplica is shown entering the ring with her sceptor. She is also featured smacking a trash can into the back of Psycho’s head, knocking him down to the carpeting in the LivEvil dressing room where Ravnos is standing with a demonic grin on his face. She is once again featured, this time eliminating Curtis Jack from the battle royal. Bullseye is shown having a face off with Curtis Jack. Killjoy is featured hitting the Reality on Psycho. Ravnos takes up the screen as he and Bullseye are featured getting into a fist fight. Eclyplica smacking the tag title belt into the face of Vivian consumes the screen before switching to Curtis Jack trying to eliminate Bullseye from the battle royal. The camera flashes through all the faces of those involved before cutting to the Livewire title slowly falling through the air, descending towards a black surface below. As it tumbles images of the random runs ins between those involved in the Livewire title match are shown. Killjoy smacking Psycho with a steel chair, Bullseye spearing Curtis Jack, Ravnos getting hit with the Psychotic Episode, Vivian slugging Curtis across the face and Eclyplica hitting Psycho with a trash can are all shown before the belt smacks into the sheets below. The camera zooms in on the golden plate of the Livewire title.

Three Days Grace: Home

The show comes back to the ring, the fans standing and looking ready for the Livewire title match. The scene switches to the announce table where the Livewire belt it’s self is sitting, stretched across the hard surface with Jerry Walters and Tim May seated behind it.

Tim: Jerry, I can’t tell you how excited I am to be calling this next match.

Jerry: After all the title switches, all of the confusion centered around the Livewire championship, we’re finally going to crown a title holder tonight. No more dibocals, it’s all settled this evening.

Tim: In a match that’s rules are easy enough to understand that even Jessica Simpson could get it. It’s simple, two men will start in the ring, and every two minutes after that, a new person will come out and join in the melee. Eliminations occur via pinfall, submission, disqualification or count out. This will keep on happening until only one man is left in the ring, and that one man will become the Livewire champion.

Jerry: It’s going to be a huge battle Tim, with a lot of build up.

The lights inside the arena dim to black. Members of the crowd light lighters as “My Plague” by Slipknot begins to hammer through the arena’s sound system. The crowd gives off a mixed reaction of cheers and boos as a single spotlight appears in the entryway as Killjoy walks out wearing his trademark long black leather trench coat with the hood pulled over his head. Killjoy raises his arma out in the classic crucifix pose before he makes his way down to the ring. Celestra strolls out behind him. Once he gets into the ring, Killjoy takes off his coat to reveal his ring gear of t-shirt, ripped blue jeans and black wrestling boots. Killjoy slides himself down into a sitting position in the corner as his music fades out and the lights return to normal. Celestra stands on the outside of the ring, looking annoyed by the fans response.

Jerry: Well it looks like Killjoy is going to be starting this match off. What a shock to actually see him back after what transpired last week.

Tim: Number 1 is definetly not the best position to be in for a match of this magnitude, but if anyone can out last the competition, it would be Killjoy.

Jerry: I’m just wondering who’s going to be coming out here second, a lot of people want to get their hands on Killjoy, who tonight is making his ULW return.

Tim: I hope it’s not Psycho, or Bullseye, or Curtis Jack. So many possiblities.

The Lights in the arena go out as a red light flashes. The lights then come back up as a Bell Tolls and a Horrible Laugh Follows it. I Stand Alone by Godsmack hit the speakers Fire shoots up near the entrance way. Ravnos walks out through it wearing a Long Black Coat with his head down he slowy makes his way to the ring he walks around to where the steps are he walks up the walks along the apron a bit steps over the top rope puts his head up looking up toward the roof he roars then raises his arms bring them down fast and fire shoots out of the turnbuklesd kinda like Kanes entrance he Then takes his coat of revaling his wreslting attire and walks over the corner and leans agisat the turnbukle. Killjoy stands up in his corner, not appearing pleased by what he is setting his sights upon.

Tim: Oh come on, you’ve got to be kidding me. Ravnos is Killjoy’s first opponent. These guys are teammates for crying out loud.

Jerry: LivEvil is about to take center stage, as two friends go one on one in this sure to be heated matchup.

Tim: This isn’t fair, I tell you, it just isn’t fair!

Killjoy and Ravnos stare across the ring at one another, ready to get this thing started. The bell sounds as Killjoy steps forward quickly, tieing up with Ravnos in a collar elbow lock. Both men jocky for position, Killjoy pushing Ravnos backwards immediately, the Monster however places the breaks on the hold, instead shoving his LivEvil teammate in reverse. Killjoy immediately strikes into the turnbuckle back first with Ravnos continuing to shove him. The referee steps in, demanding that Ravnos break the hold as the beast takes a step in reverse, relunctantly following orders. Killjoy steps forward, almost smirking over the fact that his partner got the better of him. He suddenly throws a right hand into Ravno’s face, taking him down back first onto the canvas. Ravnos appears a bit caught off gaurd before Killjoy steps in and stomps him to the chest. Ravnos quickly rolls onto his hands and knees, forcing himself up when Killjoy rushes backwards into the ropes, bouncing off of them. He steps in quickly, connecting with a clothesline that takes Ravnos right back down. The fans are split on who to support while Ravnos gets to his feet quickly and angrily. Killjoy quickly steps in before he can get all the way up, hitting a vicious and quick knee lift right to his opponent’s forehead. Ravnos is nearly knocked completely out, causing him to stumble around a bit in the ring, somehow remaining on his feet. Killjoy appears a tad surprised that his associate wasn’t taken down by the knee lift therefore charges backwards into the ropes. He bounces off quickly, charging in when Ravnos side steps him suddenly. He grabs Killjoy, placing him in a side buster and then lifting him high into the air. He allows Killjoy to slide up and over onto his shoulder before he charges towards the turnbuckle, throwing Killjoy face first onto the top turnbuckle pad. Killjoy turns away, looking a bit shaken when Ravnos steps in and lifts Killjoy into the air once again, this time in a sidebuster position before slamming him down to the canvas and hooking his leg.

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2

Killjoy gets his shoulder up, rolling onto his side as Ravnos rises to a seated position, looking to be growing in frustration.

Jerry: Well it looks like LivEvil are holding nothing back against eachother. Killjoy and Ravnos going all at it.

Tim: Don’t you know anything, freaks like to beat on eachother.

Killjoy rolls onto his hands and knees, beginning to stand up when Ravnos turns around, grabbing his arm and folding it up into a hammerlock. Killjoy shouts in pain, being beat to the punch with this quick submission hold. He refuses to be bested however, pushing himself up and then rolling forward, getting out of the hammerlock. He turns his body, holding onto the wrist of Ravnos, standing up quickly and pulling him up as well. He pulls the arm of Ravnos around his neck, placing him in a modified cobra clutch submission now. Killjoy leans back, pulling his taller opponent in reverse in pain. Suddenly Killjoy jumps onto the back of Ravnos, wrapping his legs around the waist of Ravnos in order to further apply the submission hold. The crowd can see the blood rushing to the face of Ravnos who suddenly utilizes his brute strength to flip Killjoy over onto the canvas. Killjoy connects hard with Ravnos now gripping his arm this time, the same one that was used to place him in the modified cobra clutch. He turns his body around swiftly and extends his leg, dropping it across the bicep of Killjoy while still gripping his wrist. Killjoy shouts in pain, sitting up and wrapping himself around his arm. Ravnos steps towards him and grabs the arm of Killjoy he is now targeting, the same one in which was destroyed by Psycho two weeks ago. Ravnos drops to his knee, placing him in an armbar submission hold as Killjoy begins to shout in pain. He tries to push himself upwards with Ravnos really tightening the submission hold on the injured arm of Killjoy. Ravnos shouts out at the top of his lungs before driving an elbow into the back of his arm. Killjoy continues to fight though, standing all the way up and turning his side towards Ravnos who still has the hold applied. Killjoy suddenly drops down to the canvas, pulling Ravnos into a small package.

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2

Ravnos kicks out as both men race eachother to their feet. Killjoy quickly kicks Ravnos to the gut and pulls him into a front facelock, looking back and forth at the fans. Ravnos suddenly gives Killjoy a swift knee to the midsection, causing him to break the front facelock. Ravnos steps to his side and grabs the back of his head, charging him towards the turnbuckle and throwing him through the top and middle rope, shoulder first into the exposed steel turnbuckle. Ravnos takes a few steps in reverse, unleashing a roar as he bends down and waits for Killjoy to turn around.

Tim: Man, these two are really going at it, and by the look of things, Ravnos is ready to put Killjoy away.

Jerry: Good, then maybe one of LivEvil won’t be in the ring for a 2 on 1 advantage against whomever comes out here next.

Killjoy turns around, stepping to the center of the ring while gripping his arm when Ravnos places his shoulder to the ribs of his cohort. Ravnos quickly lifts him into the air for a gigantic spinebuster when Killjoy wraps his arm around the neck of his partner. Ravnos drags him down to the canvas with the spinebuster but Killjoy counters into a DDT. The fans react with a mixed ovation as Ravnos bounces off the canvas, rolling onto his back across the ring. He finally spills under the ropes to the outside, crashing onto his back. Killjoy sits up, really gripping his arm, shaking it a few times as he works his way to his feet, staring towards the outside of the ring at the down Ravnos. The countdown now begins upon the screen, starting at 10 and signaling the arrival of the next ULW superstar.

10

9

8

The fans finally begin to chant along with each number.

Jerry: A beautiful counter by Killjoy, blocking that spinebuster, but I wonder who the next person is going to be to come out here in this match.

Tim: Wouldn’t be cool if it’s another LivEvil member, Eclyplica has yet to come out.

7

6

5

4

Killjoy turns towards the entry way, shaking his arm which seems to be causing some discomfort.

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2

1

The arena goes black and Meaning To Life hit the PA system and the stage turns to strobe red lights. Psycho appears from the curtains and steps out onto the stage. He looks into the crowd and smiles sadistically. He starts to walk on down to the ramp as the first words come in from the song. He steps up onto the apron, staring a hole into Killjoy’s face. The entire crowd is on it’s feet, cheering as loud as they can at the sight of both men standing face to face once again.

Jerry: What a lucky draw Psycho has obtained! This is what we’ve been waiting for Tim!! Both of these men finally going one on one.

Tim: This isn’t fair! Killjoy should get a breather.

Psycho ducks forward, no longer waiting when Killjoy steps in and connects with a knee lift to his forehead. The blow knocks Psycho off the apron, causing him to land feet first on the mats, stepping away from the ring and holding his forehead. Killjoy quickly steps through the ropes onto the apron, lifting his arms into the air and flying off the apron when Psycho turns and launches a right hand into the gut of Killjoy. The blow causes Killjoy to land feet first on the mats, bent forward and shouting in pain. Psycho quickly grabs him by the back of the head, rushing him straight into the barricade. Killjoy rams into it hard when Psycho drags the LivEvil member away from the barricade, grabbing him by the wrist and turning his back to the steel steps. Psycho quickly uses all of his strength to whip Killjoy at the stairs. He turns, slamming back first into the steel steps. He immediately unleashes a roar of pain, dropping down to the mats and grabbing his back in severe pain. Psycho seems to have completely lost it as he steps forward and grabs Killjoy by the hair, standing him up and then rolling him under the ropes to the inside of the ring. Psycho looks absolutely furious as he jumps onto the apron and grabs the top rope, pulling himself up the turnbuckle quickly. He gets onto the very top one, staring down at the prone Killjoy. He quickly jumps off the turnbuckle when Killjoy sticks his foot into the air, causing him to land chin first into it. Psycho bounces off and then stumbles in reverse into the turnbuckle, leaning on it for support. Killjoy rolls over onto his hands and knees, looking to be in a lot of pain. Psycho leans against the turnbuckle, holding his jaw as Killjoy gets to his feet and charges in, driving his shoulder into the ribs of his opponent. Psycho’s lower body kicks into the air while he holds the turnbuckle. Killjoy takes a step in reverse before moving in and placing his feet to the gut of Psycho. He drops back quickly, monkey tossing him over. Psycho flies through the air but flips forward, landing feet first onto the canvas, having flipped out of it. Killjoy rises to his feet, looking surprised as Psycho turns around. Killjoy charges forward when Psycho catches him, placing his arm over his shoulder and then lifting him into the air, turning sharply as he drags Killjoy down to the canvas with an Exploder Suplex. Killjoy shouts in pain as Psycho grabs him by the hair and pulls him up. He quickly begins to deck Killjoy in the forehead repeatedly, looking irate. Killjoy’s legs kick from the blows before Psycho rises to his feet, dragging his rival with him. Killjoy plants his feet on the canvas as Psycho launches a right hand into his forehead, followed by another one. Killjoy takes a few steps in reverse, looking battered when Psycho grabs him by the wrist and whips him across the ring. Killjoy places the breaks on the attempt though, instead reversing the whip. Psycho charges with an incredible amount of speed into the turnbuckle. He turns and slams into it back first and connects with such velocity that he goes up and over the turnbuckle, landing knees first on the apron. Somehow he holds onto the top rope, beginning to pull himself upwards. He plants his feet on the apron, gripping his back in severe pain. Killjoy quickly steps in, lifting his foot into the air and booting Psycho to the side of the head. He causes Psycho to spill off of the apron and turn as he smacks back first onto the mats.

Tim: Some great back and forth action between Psycho and Killjoy. They’ve both been waiting for this opportunity for a long sum of time.

Jerry: They’re going to absolutely destroy one another, that’s the only way to finish this feud.

Killjoy steps back to the center of the ring while Psycho utilizes the apron to pull himself back to his feet, favoring his back the entire time. As soon as he gets his feet planted on the mats Ravnos charges in and lays him out with an absolutely devestating clothesline. Psycho flies backwards, slamming the back of his head against the mats. He rolls over onto his side now, looking to be unconscious after the devestating impact. Ravnos quickly rises to his feet, holding the top of his head though as he grabs Psycho by the hair. He forcibly drags Psycho upwards and then rolls him under the ropes to the inside of the ring. Killjoy steps in quickly, dropping his leg across the throat of Psycho as soon as he enters the squared circle. The fans are on their feet booing now to see a two on one advantage occuring against Psycho. Ravnos slides into the ring under the ropes, rising to his feet as quickly as he can before stepping towards Psycho. He grabs him around the neck, pulling him over onto his knees and then stepping to his side before giving him a swift kick right to the side of the head. Psycho is knocked through a loop, yet doesn’t fall off of his knees. Killjoy steps in and grabs him by the back of the head, beginning to throw forearm shots into his forehead repeatedly. He quickly steps aside as Ravnos grabs him around the head, pulling him to his feet and placing him in a front facelock. Ravnos quickly lifts Psycho into the air above his head, holding him there for a moment or two before dragging him down to the canvas with a hard vertical suplex. Psycho slams across his spine, sitting up and shouting in pain as Killjoy steps in and grabs him by the shoulder. He pulls him down to the canvas and hooks his leg.

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Psycho gets his shoulder up, to both Ravnos and Killjoy’s dismay. Killjoy quickly rises to his feet and grabs Psycho around the neck. He drags him to his feet and then gives him a devestating knife edge chop. Psycho is nearly taken off of his feet, causing him to stumble backwards when Killjoy connects with a second one. Psycho finally steps back first into the turnbuckle. Killjoy motions for Ravnos who steps in reverse into the diaganol corner from the former Livewire champion. Ravnos now charges across the ring, running with a full head of steam when Psycho gets his feet up, driving them into the chin of his much larger opponent. Ravnos stumbles backwards, looking shocked before Psycho steps out of the corner and dropkicks him to the knee. Ravnos is knocked forward onto the canvas, grabbing his leg while Psycho gets to his feet as quickly as he can. Killjoy suddenly steps in and connects with another hard savant like kick to Psycho’s chin. He collapses backwards onto the canvas, grabbing his face.

Tim: Look at this Jerry, are you seeing this beautiful double teaming going on? Killjoy and Ravnos are keeping the pressure on Psycho, making sure he doesn’t get going at all.

Jerry: This is horrible, this match is suppose to be every man for themselves. Not every two men against one.

Killjoy grabs Psycho by the wrist, pulling him to his feet as quickly as he can and then synching in a front facelock. He quickly grabs Psycho by the back of the pants. Psycho looks to be in too much pain to respond as Killjoy lifts him into the air for a suplex. Instead he drops Psycho ribs first onto the top rope. Psycho shouts in horrible pain, unable to deal with the horror flowing through his midsection. Killjoy steps in quickly, grabbing the head of Psycho and turning him around, causing the former Livewire champion’s lower body to drop onto the apron, being held in an ace crusher position over the ropes. Killjoy quickly drops onto his seat, pulling Psycho down across the back of his head onto the top rope. Psycho bounces off the ropes with a hell of a whiplash, causing him to fly off the apron and smack chest first into the barricade. He bounces off hard, dropping onto his back. Killjoy slides through the ropes and onto the apron before jumping off and going after the laid out Psycho. Ravnos finally gets to his feet in the center of the ring, holding his knee in pain though when the countdown yet again commences.

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Jerry: Who is it going to be now!?!

Tim: I shudder to think of the possibilities.

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Killjoy pulls Psycho to his feet and smacks him face first into the barricade. Killjoy pulls him away from the barricade now before throwing him back first into the barricade now, working on his spine. Psycho shouts in pain, dropping onto his seat.

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The lights dim and red overhead spotlights fill the arena. A fog rolls from the stage, made all the thicker by the red lighting, and Evanescence's "Imaginary" fills the ULW arena. The crowd cheers as Vivian strides confidently from the back wearing a long leather trench-coat and a pair of dark sunglasses. She stares from side to side at the audience, smiling seductively and teasing any of the cuter boys on the entrance ramp, before making her way to the ring.

Tim: It’s Vivian, hahahaha, she doesn’t stand a chance against Ravnos.

Jerry: Why do you say that?

Tim: Well, she’s a women isn’t she?

Jerry: Now Tim, you should have been taught already how to tell the difference between a man and a women.

Vivian continues down the ramp, tossing her sunglasses to someone in the stands and removing her tag team title belt. Suddenly Eclyplica rushes up behind her, the tag team title belt in her hand. She smacks it violently into the back of Vivian’s head, knocking her down to the ramp. She rolls down it, holding her head in severe pain while Eclyplica backs up slowly, smiling demonically at the sight of what she just did.

Jerry: What the hell is Eclyplica doing out here! I know she’s suppose to be a part of this, but there’s no need to come out like this and assault Vivian.

Tim: Ecyplica should be able to come out here whenever she wants, her teammates are in the ring I mean.

Ravnos slides under the ropes and steps towards Vivian who is still lying on the ramp holding the back of her head. Elcyplica watches on with a huge grin upon her face as Ravnos drags Vivian to her feet, grabbing her hair and dragging her towards the ring. Vivian can barely stand after the shot from the title belt as she’s pulled to the ringside area. Ravnos pulls her head back suddenly and slams Vivian’s face off the apron. Vivian is taken off of her feet, collapsing onto the mats in pain while Killjoy kicks away the top half of the steps on the other side of the ring. Psycho is slumped up against the barricade, holding his back with his right hand. Killjoy quickly turns towards Psycho, grabbing him by the back of the head and dragging him towards the lower half of the steel steps. He places Psycho in position for a DDT onto the steps, the crowd leaning over the barricade, pleading with him not to do it. Killjoy refuses to listen before he is clocked in the stomach by Psycho who turns his entire body, pressing his shoulders against the chest and ribs of Killjoy. The crowd’s reaction changes as Psycho lifts Killjoy over his shoulders and turns in a near full circle. He now has Killjoy in a fireman’s carry over the steel steps. He grabs Killjoy by the back of the head and pushes his legs upwards, giving him the Death Valley Driver onto the steel steps. Killjoy slams onto the bottom layer of steps across the back of his head and spine. He sits up on the mats now with a dazed expression on his face, the crowd is absolute disbelief over what they just witnessed. Psycho rests on his hands and knees, looking just about out of it as well, his spine hurting him. Ravnos rolls Vivian into the ring, following by jumping up onto the apron and grabbing the top rope. Vivian crawls to the center of the ring, gripping the back of her head in pain. Ravnos moves over the ropes and steps to her side, dropping an elbow that Vivian rolls out of the way of in the nick of time. Ravnos slams elbow first into the canvas, rolling onto his knees and grabbing his arm as he shouts in pain. Vivian gets up slowly, still greatly fatigued after the shot to the back of her head with the title belt. She finally gets to her feet as Ravnos continues to grip his arm. Vivian charges in as quickly as she can only for Ravnos to stand up, placing his hands to her chest and ribs. He throws Vivian high into the air and then allows her to drop down face first to the canvas with a gorrilla press toss. Ravnos backs into the ropes as this all occurs, Vivian smashing into the ring and then rolling onto her back. Ravnos begins to step forward when Psycho slides into the ring, getting to his feet and looking to be in a lot of pain through his back. He quickly charges at Ravnos and jumps into the air. Shoulder tackling him before he can reach Vivian. Ravnos flies backwards after the devestating pounce, slamming into the canvas. Psycho gets to his feet quickly when Vivian wakes up. She grabs him by the back of the pants, rolling him in reverse into a school boy pin.

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Psycho kicks out, a bit shocked that he was nearly pinned. Both individuals get to their feet, Psycho favoring his spine and Vivian holding her noggin. They stare at eachother in anger when Vivian steps forward and slaps Psycho across the face. Ravnos backs into the corner, beginning to pull himself up slowly in pain. Psycho grabs the side of his face then turns around, connecting with a forearm shot right to her chin. Vivian is knocked backwards towards the ropes, leaning on them for support when Psycho steps forward. Vivian suddenly steps away from the ropes and lifts her leg into the air, swinging around and connecting with a spinning heel kick to Psycho’s forehead. He is taken off of his feet and down to the canvas brutally as the crowd has a mixed reaction, some cheering Vivian and others getting behind Psycho.

Jerry: Vivian and Psycho now coming to blows in this contest.

Tim: If they had any brains they’d team up against LivEvil. Oh well, I guess the words brains and Psycho never went very well together.

Jerry: Just like the words, Tim and Sex.

Psycho scrambles to get to his feet, grabbing his mouth. Vivian quickly steps in and places him in a side headlock, hiptossing him over onto the canvas. Vivian lands on top of his chest, keeping the side headlock applied. Psycho quickly reaches up with his legs wrapping them around the throat of Vivian, placing her in a leg scissors submission. Vivian quickly pushes herself backwards, standing on top of the back of her head and then nipping upwards out of the submission. Vivian looks down at Psycho before rushing across the ring. She bounces off the ropes and charges back in when Psycho drops down to the canvas across his stomach. Vivian cartwheels over him, landing acrobatically on her feet. She then grabs the back of her neck in pain as Psycho rises to a standing position. He quickly kicks her to the gut and grabs her by the back of the head. He places her in a powerbomb position immediately, perhaps setting for the Pscyhosis Bomb. The fans are standing, watching closely before Vivian stands up, backdropping Psycho onto the canvas. Vivian staggers forward as Psycho sits up gripping his spine. Vivian begins to turn back towards her opponent when Ravnos steps out of the corner and drills her with a gigantic spinebuster. Vivian slams into the canvas and then floats over onto her hands and knees, looking to be in a lot of pain. Ravnos quickly drops down on top of Vivian, hooking her leg.

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Psycho grabs Ravnos by the legs and drags him off of Vivian. He quickly wraps them around his own and then bridges backwards, placing Ravnos in a combination reverse chin lock, Indian Death Hold submission. Ravnos shouts in pain at the top of his lungs, looking as if he is a great deal of pain. Psycho really holds with all of his strength while Vivian rolls onto her side before peering towards the ropes. Killjoy pulls himself up by utilizing the apron, nearly falling over several times after the tremendous impact with that steel steps. Psycho continues to hold in the submission hold as Vivian suddenly rushes across the ring. She jumps into the air and lands feet first on the second rope then springs backwards. She goes into a huge corskcrew before coming down with the back of her head across the ribs of Psycho, causing him to break the submission manuever.

Jerry: Oh man, what fast paced action we’ve seen here thus far!

Tim: Things are really starting to break down, but look at Killjoy. Somehow he’s standing after being hit with the DVD onto those steel steps.

Psycho grips his ribs in severe pain while Ravnos grips his neck and knee. Vivian is convulsing on the canvas as she grips her injured head after that title belt shot. The countdown now begins on the screen as Killjoy desperately tries to pull himself up into the ring.

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Jerrry: Who is it going to be?

The lights start to brighten, as if some holy power is controlling them. Some lights turn dark blue, where others stay their normal white color. The light is blinding, and with a loud pop, the white lights flick off. "Angels Fall First" by Nightwish starts to play. All is silent, except that of the music. A figure, dressed in a white cloak, carrying a sceptor of some sort walks out from the backstage area. Such grace, you would think the figure is floating. The cloaked figure reaches the edge of the stage, moving ever so slowly, but it stops, suddenly, and with a jerking motion of it's head, removes the hood of her cloak. Her sceptor, seems to be giving off some sort of glow, as she kneels on one knee, with her head hung, but the sceptor held high. The glow, now an immense light, is humming, it almost sounds like Angels singing, and with a loud pop, the sceptor breaks, just like glass infront of her. Eclyplica stands up, and confines her hands within her cloak, she continues to walk down to the ring gracefully, but slowly. She climbs up on the apron, and raises her arms, as the lights return to normal. She uncloaks herself, and jumps over the ropes, ready to compete. The fans boo the mere sight of her as she immediately steps towards Psycho, pushing him over onto his back and hooking his leg.

Tim: Eclyplica might achieve the first elimination. She’s given LivEvil a three on two advantage though, once again.

Jerry: This wouldn’t be very fair at all.

The referee slides in and makes the count.

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Psycho kicks out, rolling onto his side, looking to be in a lot of pain. Eclyplica rises to her knees, appearing upset that she was unable to get the first elimination. She now looks at Vivian who is still holding her head in a great deal of pain. A sadistic smirk befalls Eclyplica’s face as she descends upon the down Vivian. She reaches down and grabs her by the hair, pulling her head up when Vivian reaches up and grabs her by the back of the head, pulling her down into a small package. She interlocks her ankles around the bottom rope as she goes for the pin, Eclyplica desperately trying to escape the pin.

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The entire arena jumps to it’s feet absolutely stunned by what just occurred. Eclyplica sits up, unable to believe what just happened as she shakes her head back and forth. Her jaw has absolutely fallen while the fans stand up, clapping as loud as they can.

Jerry: Oh my God! Vivian just eliminated Eclyplica!!

Tim: What!?! She wasn’t even out here more than 2 minutes!!

Eclyplica’s hands slide into her hair, ready to pluck it from her scalp in a deranged fashion. Her eyes turn towards Vivian who is already on her feet with her arms held up high into the air. Eclyplica rises to her feet in a huff then steps forward and connects with a devestating superkick right to the back of her head. Vivian is knocked off of her feet and down to the canvas face first. Elcyplica drops down to the canvas, looking absolutely enraged as she grabs Vivian by the back of the head and begins to repeatedly slam her face first into the canvas, removing chunks of hair in the process. The referee finally steps in the way as Eclyplica holds a hand full of Vivian’s red hair beneath her nose, sniffing it. The official blocks her from getting back at Vivian as Ravnos rises to his feet utilizing the ropes. Psycho is doing the same, Killjoy is now sliding under the ropes to the inside of the ring, still looking to be in a lot of pain.

Tim: Eclyplica looks like she’s absolutely lost it tonight ladies and gentlemen. Of course I would too if I was insulted with a tainted elimination like that.

Eclyplica finally exits the ring, maintaining a grasp upon the chunks of Vivian’s hair. Killjoy quickly stands up and steps towards Vivian, shoving the official aside. He drops to the canvas, placing his knee to the back of Vivian’s head and pulling back on her chin with a reverse chin lock. Vivian shouts in pain, immediately beginning to flail her arms in a great deal of pain after the vicious superkick from Eclyplica. Psycho steps up into the face of Ravnos, throwing a right hand into his chin, followed by another. Ravnos backs into the ropes, leaning against it and breathing heavily before Psycho takes a few steps in reverse. He now steps in and clotheslines Ravnos over the ropes to the outside of the ring. Killjoy keeps the chin lock applied, placing as much pressure on the back of her head as she can. Suddenly Psycho backs into the ropes and bounces off of them. He charges forward and jumps into the air, connecting with a sensational shinning wizard square to the side of his head. Killjoy breaks the lock and rolls in reverse onto the canvas. He ends up on his hands and knees, looking to be in a lot of pain throughout his noggin. Psycho rolls Vivian back first onto the canvas, hooking her leg as quickly as he can.

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Ravnos reaches under the ropes, grabbing Psycho by the ankle and dragging him out of the ring. Psycho lands on the mats feet first when Ravnos buries his shoulder to his gut and charges him back first into the ring post. Psycho shouts in horrible pain before he falls forward onto the mats reaching for his spine. Killjoy steps towards Vivian who is still lying on the canvas. He holds the side of his face before he drops down and places Vivian in a side headlock, perfectly applying the submission hold. Vivian shouts in pain, flailing her arms while Killjoy holds onto the submission with all of his strength. Vivian suddenly rolls over onto her back, dragging Killjoy with her into a pinning predicament, placing his shoulders to the canvas.

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Killjoy kicks out. He quickly scrambles around however as Vivian rises to her hands and knees. Killjoy places her in a front facelock immediately, really synching in the hold around her injured head.

Jerry: Killjoy really trying to obtain the submission on Vivian.

Tim: I’m amazed by Killjoy, after he was given a Death Valley Driver onto the steel steps he’s still able to compete. What a professional.

On the outside of the ring Ravnos has pulled Psycho to his feet. He places his shoulder to the midsection of Psycho again, setting up to charge him spine first into the post once more. Suddenly Psycho launches a knee into his chest and then places him in a front facelock. The crowd explodes as Psycho DDTs Ravnos right onto the hard mats. He bounces off, rolling onto his back while Psycho lies on the canvas as well, his back absolutely killing him. Inside of the ring Vivian continues to try and fight through the front facelock. She is pushing herself upwards with all of her strength, planting her feet upon the canvas with Killjoy standing and really holding in the move now. Suddenly Vivian wraps her arms around his waist and drops back, northern lights suplexing Killjoy.

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Killjoy kicks out, rolling onto his side and shouting in pain as he grips the back of his neck as well. Killjoy gets to his feet as does Vivian. He immediately attempts a clothesline that Vivian steps under as she rushes across the ring. She quickly bounces off the ropes and charges back in, jumping into the air for a crossbody. Killjoy suddenly catches her across his chest, looking back and forth at the fans in a demonic fashion. He quickly swings her out and around into the rock bottom, hitting the Reality. Vivian slams hard into the canvas across the back of her neck. She rolls onto her side as Killjoy gets onto his hands and knees. He slowly rises to his feet and begins to approach Vivian when Psycho slides into the ring behind him. He places his shoulder to the spine of Killjoy now, lifting him into the air and dropping him down to the canvas with a huge back drop suplex. Killjoy slams into the ring hard and sits up, unleashing a shout of pain as he grabs the back of his neck. Vivian still looks out of it after the Reality while Psycho stands up slowly. His sights turn towards the outside of the ring where Ravnos has now reaches his feet. Psycho looks back and forth at the sold out crowd then charges forward. He suddenly flies through the ropes and connects with a suicide dive headbutt straight to the forehead of Ravnos. Both men collapse onto the mats.

Tim: Damn that stupid Psycho, doesn’t he know how badly he can be damaging himself with high risk moves like that?

Jerry: I don’t think he cares.

Killjoy begins to push himself upwards, holding his neck as his attention turns towards Vivian who is slowly getting a crawling position. Killjoy steps towards her quickly when Vivian turns and grabs him by the front of the kilt, dragging him down face first into the second turnbuckle pad. Killjoy bounces off hard, standing up and stumbling in reverse while Vivian tries to get to her feet. The countdown once again starts.

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Psycho pulls Ravnos to his feet on the outside of the ring. He grabs him by the wrist and whips him towards the steel steps. Ravnos places the breaks on it though and pulls Psycho into a sidebuster position, lifting him high into the air. He now drops Psycho spine first across the mats, making him unleash a shout of horrendous porportions. He sits up grabbing his spine and shaking his head in tremendous pain.

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The lights in the arena suddenly dim as a picture of the Irish flag shows up on the titintron; suddenly green lights from overhead begin to flash around the arena and the Irish burns away to reveal a video entrance of Bullseye and all his best matches and his finishers. Here to Stay by KoRn begins to play as a load of pyros go off at the top of the ramp. Bullseye appears from behind the cloud of smoke wearing a black long leather jacket and black jeans.

Jerry: Oh my God, Bullseye is the next man out here! If I were Ravnos I’d be running right now!

Tim: I thought he wasn’t going to be a part of this match. Once again, this isn’t fair.

Ravnos rushes at Bullseye, lifting his hand into the air only for his arm to be blocked. Bullseye connects with a right hand of his own to the side of Ravno’s face, causing him to back up towards the ring. Bullseye grabs Ravnos by the back of the head and charges towards the steel steps. Pulling his head back and slamming him face first into the steps. He quickly grabs him by the throat and gets into his face.

Bullseye: Where’s my son you bastard!?!

Bullseye slams Ravnos face first into the steps once again. Finally he turns Ravnos towards the ring and rolls him in under the ropes. He now jumps onto the apron while Ravnos tries to work his way up onto his feet gripping his forehead in severe pain. Killjoy is now being held in the turnbuckle by Vivian who is standing on the second rope above him. She throws right hand after right hand downward into his forehead, the fans counting a long with each shot.

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Killjoy reaches up and wraps his arms around the waist of Vivian, powerbombing her down off the turnbuckle. She slams into the canvas brutally across her back as Killjoy buries his shoulders into the back of her legs and kicks his up onto the second rope for further leverage. The referee slides in and makes the count.

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Vivian kicks out, rolling onto her side in a state of pain, gripping her spine. Killjoy drops onto his knees, looking furious that Vivian has stuck in this brutal match up. Psycho pulls himself up utilizing the ringside banner before finally grabbing the apron and leaning chest first against it. His back is in agonizing pain while Ravnos turns around to face Bullseye who has slide through the ropes. Bullseye bends forward and charges at Ravnos, going for the spear when the monster jumps into the air, leap frogging him as he charges in. Bullseye crashes into the turnbuckle pads then grabs his face as she stumbles backwards. Ravnos quickly underhooks both of his arms from behind, lifting him into the air for the full nelson slam. Suddenly Bullseye reaches back with his legs, wrapping them around Ravnos’ waist and rolling forward, pulling the huge beast of an individual into a pinning predicament.

Jerry: What a counter by Bullseye! He may have Ravnos eliminated!

Tim: Noo!

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Killjoy steps in quickly, jumping into the air and connecting with a front dropkick right to the jaw of Bullseye. He immediately breaks the pin attempt and rolls backwards across the canvas onto his chest and stomach. Bullseye flops up and down on the canvas as Psycho pulls himself up onto the apron, Killjoy getting to his feet at the same time as Ravnos. Psycho slides through the ropes to the inside of the ring, gripping his back in severe pain. Killjoy turns towards him when Psycho plants him across the jaw with a hard right hand, followed by another shot. Killjoy is nearly taken off of his feet when Psycho grabs him by the wrist. Ravnos steps up behind Psycho and plants him with a forearm shot to the back of his head. Psycho stumbles forward as Killjoy continues to be a bit disoreintated in the ring from the right hands. Ravnos grabs Psycho by the wrist and whips him towards the ropes. As Psycho comes back in Ravnos drops down to the canvas causing Psycho to jump into the air and fly at Killjoy who catches him across his chest in a fall away slam position. The fans begin to boo as Killjoy looks back and forth at the crowd, ready to hit the Reality. Suddenly Bullseye charges up behind Killjoy and gives him a chop block to the back of his knee, causing him to fall backwards with Psycho landing on top of him.

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Killjoy kicks out as quickly as he can. Vivian stands up in the corner, still clutching the back of her neck as Ravnos turns towards her. He quickly charges in when Vivian gets her feet up into the chin of the monster. Ravnos turns away from her, holding his chin when Bullseye stands up and charges in, connecting with the spear directly to his midsection. Ravnos flies backwards into the canvas from the shere velocity of the impact.

Jerry: Ohhhhh!!! Ravnos was just hit with the spear! Ravnos could be on the verge of elimination.

Tim: Come on Ravnos, don’t get eliminated, stay in there!

Psycho pulls Killjoy to his feet, chopping him across the chest, and then delivering another chop. Killjoy backs into the turnbuckle when Psycho takes a step back then rushes in once again. He dives forward for the spear when Killjoy steps out of the way, causing him to slide through the ropes and connect shoulder first with the exposed ring post. Psycho takes a few steps in reverse, holding his shoulder when Killjoy underhooks both of his arms from behind. He then drops back, connecting with a Dragon suplex pin.

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Vivian suddenly steps in and grabs the legs of Killjoy, lifting them into the air and causing him to break the pin attempt as she turns him over onto his stomach. Viv steps over his back, placing him in an elevated cloverleaf. Killjoy shouts in pain as he shakes his head, Psycho pulling back on his legs, really tightening the submission hold. Ravnos continues to lie on the canvas as Bullseye crawls on top of him, hooking his leg now.

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Ravnos kicks out, rolling onto his side. Bullseye in turn sits up, looking disgusted, and absolutely enraged. He finally gets to his feet, holding his shoulder as he turns towards Ravnos once again, and grabs him by the back of the head, pulling him up onto his feet. In the meanwhile Psycho has now risen to a seated position, spotting Killjoy caught in the cloverleaf. He quickly slides across his posterior to Killjoy’s side, grabbing his injured arm now and placing it in a Fujiwara arm bar, Vivian still holding the submission in on his legs as well. Killjoy unleashes a roar of pain, trying his best to fight through all of this trauma being inflicted on his body.

Jerry: Now Killjoy has been placed in two submission manuevers at the same time. He may have no other option but to submit, to give in once and for all.

Ravnos stands up, looking to be in a lot of pain as he nearly falls over twice, Bullseye still holding him by the top of his head. He suddenly charges backwards into the ropes, bouncing off of them and then coming back in for the spear a second time in a row. Ravnos steps out of the way at the last second, in turn causing Bullseye to stand up and spin around. Ravnos beats him to the punch, kicking him to the gut and grabbing his head, pulling it in between his legs and then lifting him up into the air. He quickly drags him back down to the canvas with the crucifix powerbomb. The entire arena explodes into boos as Bullseye crashes into the canvas with Ravnos placing his shoulders to the back of Bullseye’s legs.

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The arena is shocked to see the elimination of Bullseye.

Tim: Bullseye has been eliminated, he’s been eliminated!

Jerry: Unbelievable, simply unbelievable. I thought for sure that Bullseye would get his son back by beating his loaction out of Ravnos tonight.

Bullseye drops onto his chest and stomach, having just been eliminated from the Livewire Scramble and appearing greatly disapointed as a result. Ravnos rises to his feet, turning towards Killjoy who is moments away from tapping out, his hand raised above the canvas. Psycho really torques his arm while Vivian keeps the submission tightly locked upon his legs. Suddenly Ravnos steps up behind Vivian and gives her a hard forearm shot to the back of the head, knocking her forward. Vivian spills through the ropes and lands on the apron. She grabs the second rope, keeping herself from falling all the way to the outside. Ravnos now stomps Psycho to the back of the head, causing him to break the fujiwara arm bar. Psycho rolls onto his side, realeasing the arm of Killjoy, and getting onto his back as he cradles his shoulder. Ravnos grabs Psycho by the hair, and pulls him up to his feet, kicking him to the gut. He quickly drags Psycho’s head in between his legs and wraps his arms around his waist. Ravnos lifts Psycho into the air, placing him in a crucifix powerbomb position. Ravnos looks around at the fans, with a sadistic expression on his face. Suddenly Psycho squirms free, sliding down the back of Ravnos, turning and dropping behind his back. He quickly places Ravnos in a cobra clutch before he has time to respond. Psycho drops back, pulling Ravnos into a cobra clutch German suplex basically. Ravnos slams across the back of his head on the canvas while Psycho rolls onto his knees, keeping the hold applied. He stands up and delivers another of the same manuevers, slamming Ravnos across the back of his neck for a second time. Ravnos is pulled up for a third time, Killjoy gripping his arm and trying his best to fight his way upwards. Vivian utilizes the ropes to assist herself upwards as well.

Jerry: Psycho is hitting the Psychotic Episode on Ravnos, can the big man hold on, can he hold on!?!

Tim: Keep fighting Ravnos, don’t give in!

Ravnos refuses to submit as Psycho stands up yet again and delivers another Pscyhotic Episode, the third one. Ravnos still refuses to give up, full of sweat and gasping for air. For the fourth time Psycho drags Ravnos to his feet and hits the move for a fourth time. Ravnos drops onto the back of his neck, sweat flowing from his broken and battered body. Psycho finally rolls onto his knees for the fifth time as Ravnos finally shouts the words, “I Quit.” The crowd begins to cheer as Psycho breaks the submission hold, allowing Ravnos to drop down onto his side, breathing heavily, and shouting in pain as he grips the back of his neck.

Jerry: Ravnos submitted!

Tim: Impossible, Ravnos is a monster, he never taps out!

Jerry: There’s only one member of LivEvil remaining.

The countdown begins once again, for the final entery.

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Ravnos rolls from the ring, looking incredibly disapointed over what just occurred. He drops onto his hands and knees, gripping the back of his neck in extreme pain. Psycho stands up when Killjoy rushes up behind him and drives an elbow into his lower back while dropping to his knees. Psycho unleashes a howl of pain, his entire body cringing as he falls to his knees on the canvas.

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The arena lights dim as red and gold lights show on the entry ramp. "Hysteria" by Muse plays over the PA as Curtis Jack comes strutting down the ramp. He gets a bits close to the rail and a fan reaches out and pats him on the shoulder. Curtis jumps away and glares at the fan, looking at his shoulder and scowls, he brushes at his shoulder with his hand, as if the fan got something on him.

Jerry: Here comes Curtis Jack ladies and gentlemen, the final entery in the Livewire Scramble match.

Tim: Like he stands a chance in this match. We’re down to 4 people, Killjoy, Psycho, Vivian and Curtis Jack, his possiblities are victory are limited.

Vivian suddenly pulls herself up onto the top rope and waits for Killjoy to turn around, Psycho getting up beside him as well. Psycho grips his lower back as Vivian flies off the through the air, extending her legs out for the front dropkick on Killjoy. The LivEvil member ducks out of the way causing Vivian to connect with the front dropkick to the spine of Psycho, causing to him fly forward and spill through the ropes to the outside of the ring. Psycho smacks into the mats hard, rollign onto his side and gripping his back. Vivian quickly gets to her feet and turns towards Killjoy who rushes in going for a clothesline. She ducks under it and places her arm across the chest of Killjoy, lifting him into the air by the back of the kilt and then slamming him down to the canvas with a version of the standing rock bottom. Killjoy slams into the canvas hard before rolling onto his side. Curtis Jack stops at the ringside area, looking inside at the impending action, seemingly waiting for the perfect time to slide in. Vivian approaches the turnbuckle and jumps high into the air, landing feet first on top of it with her back aimed in an exhausted Killjoy’s direction. He’s absolutely out of it, sweating heavily on the canvas as Vivian dives backwards, flying through the air and turning several times in mid air before finally coming down on top of Killjoy with a hindu press. Vivian slams into him hard and then flops into the air, landing on her seat and gripping her ribs. Killjoy flops up and down on the canvas, shouting in pain as he wraps his arms around his stomach. Vivian gets to her feet as quickly as she can still holding her ribs slightly when Curtis Jack enters the ring. He scoots up behind an unexpecting Vivian, reaching out and grabbing her by the back of the pants and then rolling her into a school boy as he kicks his legs up onto the ropes.

Jerry: Wait a minute, ref! Ref!! Curtis Jack has got his feet all over the ropes!!!

Tim: Curtis perfectly picked his spot.

Ref,

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Vivian kicks out with mere seconds to spare, allowing an angry Curtis Jack to drop onto his knees and slam his fist upon the canvas. He gets to his feet quickly as Vivian stands up in front of him. Before she has time to react he takes her down to the canvas with a clothesline. He now rushes across the ring and bounces off the ropes before going into a cartwheel followed up by a back flip, moonsaulting onto Vivian. He then drops down onto Vivian, hooking hier leg for a second time.

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Vivian kicks out at the last second. Curtis sits up, mouthing off in anger. He rises to his feet quickly, being the freshest man in the match and grabs Vivian by the hair. He pulls her to her knees while on the outside of the ring Ravnos is still getting his head straight, resting sideways against the barricade. Psycho rises to his feet slowly as well. Curtis places Vivian in a front facelock before grabbing her by the back of the pants. He lifts her into the air when Vivian floats over and lands on her feet behind his back. Curtis Jack spins around when Vivian connects with a knee to his midsection. She quickly turns in a circle, bouncing off the ropes and coming back in when she jumps into the air and connects with the scissors kick to the back of Curtis’ head. The entire arena goes crazy as Curtis Jack slams face first into the canvas and then rolls over onto his back. Vivian gets to her feet quickly, stepping towards the ropes and sliding through them. She begins to scale the turnbuckle quickly while Curtis Jack and Killjoy both rise to their feet. Killjoy standing behind Curtis and favoring his ribs.

Jerry: Vivian is going up top, she’s about to connect with something very high risk.

Tim: Wasn’t that tornado vertical press enough?

Vivian gets to her feet on the turnbuckle as Curtis Jack plants his feet on the canvas, looking a bit out of it. She suddenly jumps forward, soaring through the air for the crossbody when Curtis drops down out of the way, causing her to land in the arms of Killjoy. Vivian immediately begins to shake her head before she thrown outward and pulled down to the canvas with the Reality. The entire arena boos as loud as they can as Killjoy quickly hooks her leg.

Tim: The Reality!!

Jerry: Talk about unexpected!

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The fans are disgusted to see that Vivian has been eliminated. Killjoy rising to his knees with sweat flowing down his face, reminiscant of a roaring river. Psycho barely has the strength to stand up on the outside of the ring as well, using the apron to pull himself up. On the inside, Curtis Jack is now stepping towards Killjoy. He gives him a hard right hand across the side of the face, followed by another. Killjoy responds with a seering uppercut to the still fresh Curtis Jack’s jaw. The shot knocks him backwards into the ropes as Killjoy steps in and grabs him by the wrist. Vivian in the meanwhile rolls out of the ring with the assistance of the official, looking devestated not to be the Livewire champion.

Tim: Ladies and gentlemen, we are down to just three individuals in this incredible Livewire Scramble match. Either Killjoy, Psycho or Curtis Jack will be leaving here tonight the new Livewire champion.

Jerry: I can’t believe it’s all come down to this. Just three of ULW’s best battling it out for the gold.

Killjoy grabs Curtis by the wrist and whips him across the ring towards the ropes. Psycho quickly grabs the top one, low brigding Curtis who hits into them then floats over, crashing to the outside of the ring. Psycho’s eyes fixate upon Killjoy who seems ready and raring to go. He finally slides through the ropes, stepping towards Killjoy who moves forward quickly, driving a knee into the stomach of Psycho. He quickly drags him to the center of the ring. Killjoy quickly steps around behind Psycho, driving the tip of his elbow into his forehead repeatedly. Psycho’s arms flail in shock at the brutally being released upon his already scared forehead. Killjoy grabs him by the back of the head and charges him towards the turnbuckle. Psycho suddenly puts the breaks on the attempt, bending forward and placing his hands to the back of Killjoy, shoving him forward into the turnbuckle. Killjoy bounces off hard, stumbling backwards into Psycho who places him in a reverse neckbreaker position. Killjoy spins out of it however, wrapping his arms around the throat of Psycho, placing him in a sleeper hold. Psycho tries to fight through the pain before he drops down to the canvas, pulling Killjoy into a jaw breaker. The LivEvil member bounces off, stumbling in reverse against the ropes. Psycho gets to his feet as fast as he can, still favoring his back. He now kicks Killjoy to the gut before stepping around behind his back. He grabs both of Killjoy’s arms, placing him in a cobra clutch. Killjoy quickly spins around, pulling himself out of the cobra clutch long enough to give Psycho a quick kick to the gut. He pulls him into a european uppercut, nearly taking Psycho off of his feet. Killjoy now grabs him by the wrist, beginning to whip him into a short arm clothesline. Psycho steps under it however, immediately beginning to lock in the cobra clutch. Killjoy shakes his head while the fans go crazy. Killjoy immediately begins to squirm, trying his best to get lose. He quickly drops down to the canvas across his back, reaching up with his legs, trying to wrap them around the waist of Psycho. The former Livewire champion reaches down quickly, wrapping his arms around the waist of Killjoy, he quickly lifts him into the air, allowing Killjoy to land on his feet before he grabs him by the wrist, placing him in a cobra clutch. Killjoy is once again shocked to find himself in position for the Psychotic Episode.

Jerry: This is it, ladies and gentlemen, Killjoy is finally going to be hit with the Psychotic Episode.

Tim: Nooo!! Nooo!!! No!!!! Come on Killjoy, outsmart Psycho, treat him like yo’ bitch.

Jerry: What the hell was that?

Tim: It’s called street slang....

Jerry: No, no, just shut up. Please don’t ever do that again.

Psycho begins to lift Killjoy into the air when Curtis Jack slams his forearm into the back of Psycho, keeping him from connecting with the Psychotic Episode. Psycho spins around and walks right into Curtis who grabs him by the back of the head. He quickly charges him towards the turnbuckle and slams him face first into it. Psycho stumbles backwards before Curtis Jack steps forward, jumping onto the top rope and then falling across the back of his legs upon the top rope. He bounces backwards, wrapping his arm around the throat of Psycho, pulling him down into a reverse DDT. The fans are disgusted, yet many still cheer the athletic manuever. Curtis Jack rises to his feet when Killjoy charges in and closthelines him over the ropes. Curtis Jack falls over the ropes to the outside of the ring, stumbling in reverse into the barricade. Curtis Jack bounces off hard and falls forward across the mats as a result. Killjoy’s attention turns towards Psycho, a sadistic grin formulating upon his face. Killjoy steps towards him, grabbing Psycho by the head and beginning to pull him upwards. Psycho suddenly gives him a hard kick to the forehead. Killjoy stumbled backwards, grabbing his forehead and appearing absolutely stunned. Psycho quickly rises to his feet, rushing at Killjoy and clotheslining him down to the canvas. Killjoy rolls across the ring, getting to his feet as fast as he can. Psycho swoops in quickly, reaching for Killjoy who suddenly side steps him. He quickly wraps his arms around the throat of Psycho, placing him in a sleeper hold. Psycho bends forward, and places his shoulder to the back of Killjoy, shoving him forward. Killjoy bounces off the ropes, charging back in at an exhausted pace. Psycho catches him across his shoulder, lifting him into the air, seemingly setting up for another death valley driver. Suddenly Killjoy turns, sliding down the back of Psycho and rolling him up into a pinning situation, his shoulders pressed to the back of Psycho’s legs.

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No! Psycho gets his shoulder up at the last second. Killjoy gets to his feet, looking very upset when Psycho rises to his feet and charges at him. Killjoy ducks under a clothesline and takes off towards the ropes. He bounces off of them and then charges back in as Psycho turns and jumps into the air and connects with a dropkick to his chin. Killjoy is taken off of his feet from the shere velocity of the kick to his face. He drops down to the canvas, looking absolutely out of it from his shere exhaustion of being the first person to enter this match. Psycho gets to his feet, looking pumped up as the crowd cheers his every movement. Killjoy uses shere will power to push himself upwards, his body absolutely racked with pain. Psycho spots him starting to stand as he charges back first into the ropes. Without warning a steel chair connects with the spine of Psycho, causing him to unleash a loud piercing roar of pain. Ravnos stands on the outside of the ring, falling over nearly as he leans upon a steel chair, appearing to be in a lot of pain still after his grueling test of endurance in this Livewire Scramble.

Jerry: Where the hell did Ravnos comes from!?!

Tim: I don’t know! He’s been out here this entire time apparently! Ever since his elimination!

Psycho groans in pain, his back absolutely killing him before he steps into Killjoy who lifts him up across his chest. Killjoy quickly pushes his legs outward, swinging him around into a rock bottom, connecting with the Reality! The fans stand up in absolute shock.

Tim: The Reality! Killjoy just connected with his finisher!

KIlljoy reolls onto Psycho, hooking his leg while still looking to be in a great deal of pain.

Ref,

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Jerry: I cannot believe this!! Killjoy just eliminated Psycho from the Livewire Scramble thanks to Ravnos using that steel chair!

Tim: Just admit it, Killjoy eliminated Psycho from this match.

The crowd is absolutely disgusted as an exhausted Killjoy works his way to his feet. He can barely stand upright, leaning forward in a state of exhaustion. Sweat drips from his forehead as he continues to get his head straight. Suddenly he’s rolled backwards into a pinning predicament by Curtis Jack who snuck into the ring.

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The entire arena jumps to it’s feet, absolutely stunned by what just occurred. Killjoy sits up, staring around at the crowd, appearing to be in a state of pure surprise. The bell sounds, signifying the conclusion of the Livewire Scramble.

Jerry: What!?!

Tim: Curtis Jack just won the Livewire title!!! He just pinned Killjoy in a split instant! This is one of the most shocking occurrances in ULW history!!

The fans are on their feet, booing and surprised by the instances in which just occurred. Killjoy sits up, looking around at the fans in surprise of what just transpired, having lasted the entire duration of the Livewire Scramble just to be screwed out of the belt by the fresh Curtis Jack. The referee grabs the Livewire championship off the announce table. He quickly steps towards the ring, sliding in under the ropes as a shocked Killjoy sits on the canvas, still contemplating what just happened. Psycho stands on the outside of the ring, leaning forward and appearing greately surprised by what he just witnessed,

Jerry: How am I suppose to respond to what just occurred. Curtis Jack pinned in a split instant, the man who has lasted the entire duration of this contest. This isn’t right whatsoever.

Tim: Hey, Curtis Jack bested Killjoy, he caught him off gaurd. It doesn’t matter what you think, he’s still the new Livewire Champion.

Curtis Jack stands up with a huge grin upon his face. He stares around at the infuriated fans, everyone of them disgraced by what they just witnessed. The referee steps to the side of Curtis Jack, handing him the Livewire title belt. CJ wears a gigantic grin on his face as he stares into the gold plate of the title belt. He plants a kiss upon it before dropping down to his knees and holding it closely to his body. His expression is unbelievable, wearing the most weasal like smile imaginable. He finally holds the title high above his head, leaning backwards in a pure state of arrogance. Killjoy continues to sit on the canvas, looking stunned.


Backstage

The scene switches to the backstage area where Curtis Jack is standing, the Livewire title being held in both of his hands. He gazes down at it with a great deal of respect and admiration. The camera pans out, cutting away from the teary eyed Curtis Jack and settling upon Tony Dull.

Tony: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m standing here with the new Livewire champion, Curtis Jack. Curtis, how does it feel to finally have obtained Livewire gold here in the ULW?

Curtis: It feels great, you have no idea how long I’ve waited for something like this to happen. I can’t put into words my emotions, my feelings as of right now. Rest assure this is just a great moment in my life. I went out there and earned this title against a group of other nameless jobbers. I won the gold in what had to have been my easiest challenge to date.

Curtis stops speaking abruptly as none other than Killjoy steps up in front of him. He is covered in sweat and staring a hole into Curtis who takes a step back, looking very apprehenisve.

Killjoy: So you think you earned that title belt. Well why don’t you prove it. I’m challenging you to a Livewire title match Curtis Jack. You and me, one on one, once again. We’ll then see, whether your worthy of that belt or not.

Curtis looks a tad surprised by these comments. Killjoy steps up into his face, giving him a long hard staredown before he chooses to maintain his anger, turning and walking away. Curtis Jack stares at Tony then chuckles.

Curtis: I think I’ll show the world, and Killjoy, that I deserve the Livewire title.

Curtis turns away and finds himself standing face to face with none other than Nathan Creed, a black Unity shirt hanging from his muscular frame. Creed has him arms crossed and stares into the face of Curtis with a deranged expression. His eyes turn towards the Livewire title over Curtis’ shoulder.

Creed: So your now the Livewire champion Curtis. Funny you were able to acquire such a pheet even after I beat you weeks ago in the fatal four way to get my shot at the gold. It doesn’t exactly seem fair to be standing here, looking at you with the gold when I never got my opportunity. I say, since I am the rightful number one contender for the gold then I should get my shot at the gold next week on FUF.

Curtis seems shocked, looking back and forth.

Curtis: Are you kidding me, I’m already suppose to defend my gold against Killjoy.

Nathan’s smirk only grows.

Nathan: What’s wrong, you don’t like the challenge? You should have thought about that before you stole the Livewire title, hahahaha, which might I add Curtis, was nicely done. But seeing as we’re members of the Unity, and henceforth must remain united, I think it’s only fair you give my shot at the belt.

The camera zooms in on Curtis’ contemplating face as Curtis watches Nathan smile and drop the mic, suddenly a smile sppears on Curtis Jacks face as he props the title on his shoulder and thinks over the plan Nathan Creed might have in store before the camera shoots to commercial


Commercial


Back From Commercial

Jerry Walters:
What a night so far tonight, already we have a new champion and the action is still coming!

Tim May:
Yeah, but now things are going to happen like they should do, The Winters got a one off win against Coven last week, there is no way there gonna do that again!

Jerry Walters:
I think you underestimate them Tim, this is a team with a lot of spirit and you have to give them the benefit of the doubt, they beat Coven before, so what is going to stop them doing it again?


The Coven Vs The Winters

(The end of heartache suddenly hits the sound system to a huge reaction from the fans, the video sequence for the winter plays out and suddenly from out of the back Jack Winters walks out, his sister Jill next to him, the fans are on there feet cheering the duo who seem in awe of the arena and the ring ahead of them, looking up they see the 90ft contraption known as a Weapons Lair, a hell of a sight! The two just take in the atmosphere one more bit before heading down the ramp touching the hand of all the fans in the front row trying to enjoy the whole experience, they roll under the ropes and climb opposite turnbuckles taunting the fans some more getting a loud reaction from the full house Attel Stadium. They jump down and stretch themselves in preparation for the big match ahead of them.)

Jerry Walters:
I hope the atmosphere of there first pay per view, doesn’t effect them here, I know its new to them coming to something of such a grand stage, but I just hope they are not letting this get to them at all.

Tim May:
Rookies Jerry, they should listen to there dad more in my opinion!

Jerry Walters:
If it’s him or you, I’d agree with you, but otherwise I’d say these two have a great future going for them in the ULW.

(Children’s laughter is heard over the speakers as a mixed reaction begins to erupt throughout the arena, the music of the once loved Coven seems to be leaving many with ill feeling and hatred, suddenly a dark demonic laugh drowns the children’s voices out before the lights go out completely leaving the whole arena in darkness, a few lighters begin to get lit when suddenly Long Road out of hell by Marilyn Manson and the Snicker pimps plays causing a barrage of fireworks to explode all over the shop triggering the return of the lighting, Coven members Serenity and Tristan walk out side by side, the long leather trench-coats dragging on the floor behind, them. They stare at the winters who don’t seem intimidated at all, The Coven tag team just head down the ramp there faces focused and a little angry already. They reach the ring and Tristan jumps to the apron while Serenity walks around to the steel steps, the two of them enter the ring and take of there trench-coats handing them to the official before just staring across at Jack & Jill Winters who are still not looking phased.)

Jerry Walters:
Serenity and Tristan with what can only be classed as another extravagant entrance as they always seem to do at pay per views, but it makes me think, is this part of a game plan? The Winters are new to the ULW PPV experience and not very experienced in this sort of arena at all, so are they ready is the real question?

Tim May:
Look at the footage last week Jerry, because right now you are making it sound like the walking nursery rhyme has a chance!

Jerry Walters:
Walking nursery rhyme?

Tim May:
Jack and Jill?

(The bell sounds and Jack ops to start the match as does Tristan for the Coven, the two men circle each other for a while, Jack untrusting as he sidesteps near Serenity looking at her then back at Tristan before the two lunge in for a collar and elbow tie up, Tristan quickly get the upper hand and locks him in a headlock but Jack quickly counters throwing him off the ropes, Tristan goes full speed at them then bounces back toward Winters who falls to the floor causing Tristan to jump over him and head onto the opposite ropes, he comes back at Jack who flicks himself up and takes Tristan down with a text book arm drag into a wristlock! The fans let out a faint cheer as Winters gets the first move, but Tristan quickly gets back to his feet, Jack though just twists his arm and tightens the lock on his wrist, suddenly Tristan jumps onto the middle rope springing himself up to the top rope before pushing himself back in toward the middle of the ring and using his momentum to throw Jack with a modified arm drag of his own! Both men quickly get back up and just stand staring at each other as the fans clap the start the two men had given the match.)

Jerry Walters:
Seems fairly even at the moment Tim, both men getting quick fire moves on one another.

Tim May:
Nothing match winning though and in my opinion the Winters need this match over quick, trying to stick it out with the Coven might not be a good idea.

Jerry Walters:
I agree Tim, I think Coven can make a match under these conditions go longer and make it more and more to there advantage.

(The two men begin to circle each other again and once more they lunge in for a hook up but this time Tristan is ahead of his opponent falling to his knee and taking the legs of Jack from under him causing him to fall chin first to the mat, he then jumps over his fallen body locking in another headlock before viciously slamming some punches in with his free hand, he lets go and Jack grabs his face in pain but doesn’t have much time to recover as Tristan drops an elbow across the back of his neck. He then grabs him by the head and picks him to his feet before throwing him out of the ring to the annoyance of the referee who begins lecturing him over it, but while he is doing it Serenity is preparing for something!! Jack gets to his feet and turns back to the apron but Serenity jumps onto the middle rope before flying off with a big time moonsault right onto the body of Winters!! The fans are booing Serenity loudly, she looks shocked by this but then just shrugs it off before grabbing Jack an powerfully throwing him into the steel steps! She picks him back up and rolls him into the ring before climbing back onto the apron and smiling at a angry looking Jill. Tristan just grabs Jack and lifts him back to his feet and hooks his arms before lifting him into a double underhook suplex before going into the pin,
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No Kickout by Jack.)

Jerry Walters:
It could get bad for Jack Winters soon if this continues, Serenity’s attack on the outside of the ring certainly seems to have done the trick.

Tim May:
Superiority Jerry, that’s what it is, The Coven are superior, ULW legends and wrestling greats, I mean…Can you say that about the Winters?

Jerry Walter:
No, but then again the Winters haven’t been here five minutes.

(Tristan lifts Jack up into a sitting position before locking in a sleeper hold, the fans are chanting for Jack but the sibling is losing strength by the second the hold by Tristan seeping him of all energy, the referee sees his eyes closing and grabs his arm lifting it once, it drops to the ground, twice, it drops to the ground, three times, it drops to th- NOO! Jack stops his hand touching the mat and forces his way to his feet before dropping back down to his ass hitting Tristan with a big jaw breaker that knocks the Coven member back in a stumble, Winters grabs the middle rope and gets himself up to one knee but Tristan has already regained his composure and charges his opponent, but Jack just lifts Tristan for a back body drop right over the top rope and to the outside of the ring!! He gets to his feet and shakes the cobwebs before grabbing the top rope and slingshooting himself over the top of it right across the standing body of Tristan on the outside knocking the Coven member back to the ground, he takes a deep breath and lifts him back up before rolling him in the ring before climbing onto the apron and using the ropes to throw himself back in the ring and this time connect with a leg drop across the throat of Tristan, he covers,
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Jack rolls away and begins getting to his feet across from him Tristan is doing the same, suddenly Tristan charges at him but Winters ducks his clothesline attempt and runs at the ropes ahead of him, Tristan runs against the ropes opposite they run at each other once more but its Tristan who ducks the clothesline of Winters this time and the two continue to run off the ropes, they head at each other for a second time and this time both go for a clothesline, the momentum and power of the move lifts them both right off there feet and causes them to turn 18 degrees in mid air before again hitting the canvas! The fans are going nuts at this, neither man is moving and the chants for Jack Winters are echoing out although a large number of loyal Coven fans can be heard the other side of the arena calling for Tristan! Both men begin to move now and the girls on either team are desperate for the tag, they both begin crawling to there corners, the fans stomping and chanting participating in this match as much as they can, suddenly Tristan gets to his knees and lunges at the hand of Serenity tagging her in!!! She jumps over the ropes but at the same time Jack manages to get the tag to Jill who also gets in the ring, both woman run at each other but the more experienced Serenity slides under the legs off Jill and quickly gets to her feet before running at the turnbuckle and leaping off of the middle one jumping back and taking Jill down with a straight thrust kick to the chest, she then leaps at the ropes bouncing off them into a lionsault but Jill rolls out of the way, Serenity re-counters and goes right over and back onto her feet stumbling a step, Jill forces her way back up and watches as Serenity comes at her again but she ducks down and takes Serenity with a nice drop toe hold hanging her on the middle rope before leaping over the ropes completely and dropping her leg across the back of Serenity’s head knocking her back into the ring. She stands back to her vertical on the apron and waits for Serenity to get up before jumping onto the top rope and showing amazing balance before springing off of the ropes and hitting Serenity with a big missile dropkick before placing her head between Serenity’s legs as if in a powerbomb position and rolling her for a pin,
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NO! Serenity suddenly closes her legs around the neck of Jill and raising her elbow stopping the count! The referee doesn’t see the move as illegal as Serenity seems to have Jill in a leg scissors, she falls to he knees then down to the floor and only then does the referee see the choke!! He calls for Serenity to let go, she does at the referees count of 4 by which time Jill is blue in the face and choking to get air. Serenity just gets back to her feet and lifts Jill into a powerslam before slamming her down and hitting a big leg drop across the throat, she suddenly runs at the ropes and does handstand into them her legs bouncing off the top rope before knocking her back to a standing position but the momentum allowing her to do a standing moonsault right onto the body of Jill, she gets back up to her knees, not wanting to cover Jill yet. She picks her up and throws her into a turnbuckle before hitting a big knifehand chop but Jill counters and throws Serenity in the corner before hitting three chops in quick succession before going for a right hand but Serenity blocks it and in anger slams Jill head first into the top turnbuckle before grabbing the back of her legs and causing her to fall hard face first onto the middle turnbuckle!! She then grabs Jill into a wheelbarrow grapple and lifts her before spinning 180 degrees but Jill counters and drops Serenity with a bulldog!!! The fans are clapping at the counter re-counter wrestling by the two ladies of the ring.
Jill gets to her feet as does Serenity, Winters throws the first right hand instantly met with a right hand from the Coven member, then another from Jill replied by Serenity, right hands suddenly come randomly and more and more swiftly suddenly thought Serenity drives a knee into the mid-section of Jill and hits her with a big Neckbreaker. She sits up shaking the cobwebs, before looking behind her to see Jill moving again, she gets to her feet at the same time as Winters and suddenly takes her legs from under her before trying to lock in a boston crab but Jill is reluctant to get turned over and manages to push Serenity away with her feet, the two woman both quickly get up but suddenly Serenity charges jumping at the shoulders of Jill Winters, but Jill counters and drops Serenity right into a sit-down powerbomb!!! The two woman are laid out on the mat, the tiredness wearing in as now both men call for the tag…They slowly drag themselves closer and closer to there corners, suddenly though Serenity reaches and tags Tristan in! The fans suddenly go crazy as just a second late Jill Walters tag’s in her brother Jack, both men jump in the ring and run at each other, Walters goes for a clothesline but the veteran Tristan ducks it and grabs Jack in position for a Reverse DDT but suddenly Winter counters and lifts him over for a northern lights suplex, right into a pin,
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NOOO! Tristan got his shoulder up at the very last second!)

Jerry Walters:
OHH So close! We nearly saw a repeat of the upset!

Tim May:
No we didn’t, this is just a Game, Coven are making them think like they are winners!

Jerry Walters:
As much as I would hate to think you were actually right Tim, IF they are, what in the hell is the logic behind that, it only gives them confidence!

(Jack and Tristan quickly get back to there feet again but Jack misses with a wild right hand Tristan takes the opportunity and grabs Jack Winters pulling him in and dropping him for the death rattle right on the mat, Tristan just looks grimly upon the face of Jack Winters as he gets up onto his knees, but from behind Jill kicks Tristan in the back with a double leg dropkick hanging him on the middle rope and getting a huge ovation from the fans!!! Suddenly she runs at the ropes hitting her version of the 619 right into the face of Tristan knocking him right back across the ring, suddenly she jumps onto the top rope and goes to spring board off at Tristan but Serenity spears her in mid-air as both woman roll to the outside. Jack Winters is back up on his feet using the ropes to hold himself in place, across from him a groggy Tristan is also getting up, but Jack see’s his chance!!! He lunges at Tristan from behind and suddenly locks in THE WINTER NIGHT (Million Dollar sleeper)!!! Tristan is trying to struggle out of it but to no effect as Jack keeps him from the ropes, the referee continues to check and look, suddenly though Tristan’s arm drops and the fans go crazy as the referee calls for the bell!!!)

Jerry Walters:
THE WINTERS DONE IT!!! THE WINTERS DONE IT!!! THE WINTERS DONE IT!!! COVEN HAVE BEEN BEATEN!!

Tim May:
I don’t believe this, but The Coven are legendary!

Jerry Walters:
There is no doubting that, but the Winters are up coming legends Tim and tonight they just made themselves number one contenders for the tag team championships of the world!

(Jill just comes in the ring and hugs her brother, the two of them are in utter delight as Serenity looks on from the outside of the ring, she still can’t quite believe what has happened “The end of Heartache” is blaring over the speaker system as the two of them leave the ring still hurt from the battle they had just fought…But now what laid ahead of them, was a future not even there farther could have imagined.)


Backstage

The scene switches to the backstage area where Ravnos and Psycho are laying into one another with right hands. They battle back and forth, throwing fist at one another’s faces in an angry, deranged fashion. Psycho seems absolutely obsessed with ripping the head off of Ravnos, the monster of LivEvil, appearing ready to do the same. They throw fist into one another’s faces, battling around stacks of crates. Ravnos is backed into a wall, knocking a glass poster off of it and causing it to crash onto the concrete floor. Glass flies in all different directions before Ravnos steps forward, grabbing Psycho by the back of the head and slamming him face first off of a condiments table. Psycho stands up and grabs a serving dish off of the table and causing the objects on top of it to spill to the ground. He quickly smacks the dish over Ravno’s head, causing him to stumble in reverse. Finally security moves into the scene, seperating both men, pushing them backwards as far as they’ll go. The two combatants continue to try and get at one another. Security seems to have their hands full with both competitors who are dying to get their hands on eachother.

Psycho: You son of a bitch Ravnos, you cost me my title. I’ll kill you!

Ravnos just stands back being held in place.

Ravnos: You did the same thing to me!! Let me go!!

Ravnos continues to fight for his freedom as both men are restrained by the security officials. Suddenly Bullseye’s son Sean is heard calling to his daddy from down the hall, Ravnos turns in anger and grimaces one last glance at Psycho before turning and running at pace down the hall to the base of the noise


Back In the Arena
Hall Of Fame Ceremony

(The scene opens at the ring where Jerry Walters is smartly dressed and standing in the centre of the squared circle now with a red carpet put over it and a table with awards and certificates laid out on it, the fans are cheering loudly as Jerry nods his head in approval, he raises the mic and begins.)

Jerry Walters:
Every once in a while in this business you see names and faces of people that are just above and beyond expectations, people that not only give 110% in the ring for you fans, but also give 110% in the back for the company itself, tonight we are going to induct for the first time on Channel 69 history and for the ULW fans public viewing members of the past and current roster into the ULW hall of fame.

(The fans cheer louder as Jerry just nods.)

Jerry Walters:
But firstly, we have some special inductions to hand out…Now back during what we now call the dark age of ULW, a decision was made to half the roster and make two shows, these shows were known as FUF and Annihilation….FUF is still known as our flagship show, but Annihilation faded away after staffing problems that lead to roster cuts in may of this year….Tonight for those who were apart of that family at Annihilation and for those affected by its loss…We officially crown Annihilation and place it in the ULW hall of fame.

(A loud cheer erupts around the arena as Jerry moves on looking at another card in front of him.)

Jerry Walters:
Since we opened earlier this year, the company has gone from step to step and has risen from level to level and one thing ULW is very keen to always stress is the comradeship we have with other companies and in dedication to that comradeship we have been offered and continued to keep, the ULW would like to add two federations outside of ULW itself to the hall of fame…Ladies and Gentleman, please welcome Shannon Skanes of the GWO and Caleb Hart of the CMW to collect there certificates as ULW inducts CMW and GWO/CWA to the ULW hall of fame!

(The sound of “Fuck It” by Seether hits again, the fans are at a standing ovation as Shannon Skanes in a smart suit walks out from the back next to an equally smart Caleb Hart, the two men touch hands with the front row of fans before climbing the steel steps and entering the ULW ring.)

Tim May:
Well this I never thought I’d see, Caleb Hart in a ULW ring….What the hell is the world coming to!?!

(Jerry shakes hands with Caleb then Shannon sharing a joke with the two of them before handing them a certificate making the induction of CMW and GWO official, Both men share a joke as a small “Caleb” chant breaks out, they move aside as the camera once more focuses on Jerry Walters.)

Jerry Walters:
Now lastly before I call out the 5 wrestlers past and present who have been named in the ULW hall of fame, I have some inductions for the men behind the faces, the guys who make this place what it is and the people who deserve our undying thanks, ladies and gentleman please give a BIG HAND for Chris Ritchie, Adam Rodgers, David Fields and Darren Taylor!!!!

(The ULW fans again stand to there feet as Seether play there Bloody Massacre them tune for the four men who have been called out, they smile, not use to the limelight and the stadiums watching eyes, the fans are giving them one hell of an ovation as they reach the ring and all enter in there own way before shaking hands with Jerry Walters who congratulates each separately the fans are showing a huge amount of respect to the men in the ring.)

Jerry Walters:
And no finally, the 5 wrestlers who will hold a place in ULW forever, these 5 people have been giving this honour, for there achievements, there loyalty and/or there help to make the business stronger…Ladies and Gentleman, the first hall of fame inductee is none other then Co-Jack, the man named CURTIS…JACK!!!!

(Suddenly Curtis Jack’s music hits and the fans go crazy, even for a man as hated as him the respect level he has for reaching this level is limitless, he walks out from the back in a suit freshly showered after his match, he walks down the ramp and climbs up onto the apron before stepping in the ring and shaking hands with Jerry Walters who hands him an award as well as a certificate, Curtis just turns and holds the award in the air to the fans who cheer loudly for him again before quietening down to allow Jerry to speak.)

Jerry Walters:
The second inductee, is no longer here in the ULW, but she was the first female to hold two titles in the ULW and the longest ever Television champion in recorded history, she was a former High Roller and International Champion, ladies and gentleman, please welcome back Isis!!!

(The fans are on there feet as Isis old music plays through the sound system, the curtains draw back and there she is smartly dressed and smiling at the 79,000 fans who cheer her back to the ULW, she waves out to the Florida sell out crowd before walking down the ramp and up the steps entering the ring and taking her award and certificate before sharing some words with Jerry that makes her smile, she heads over to Curtis and the two share a friendly hug before once again the noise level drops allowing Jerry to continue.)

Jerry Walters:
The third name I have here is a former World Heavyweight Champion in the ULW, in fact he was the FIRST ever ULW Heavyweight champion in the ULW, a great in the minds of many and now a legend to us all, ladies and gentleman, to collect his award, please let me call out Vivian to collect the award for her man…..AWOL!!!

(The fans are going nuts as Vivian’s music hits, she heads out from the back tag title over her shoulder and a look of appreciative thanks on her expression, she heads down the ramp and to the ring where she climbs in and takes the award and certificate from Jerry who wishes his prayers to her before moving on to his fourth inductee.)

Jerry Walters:
Now my fourth name, this is maybe one of the greatest stars ULW has ever had the pleasure of housing, a former ULW champion and a person who has the chance to make her name as the first ever 2 time ULW Champion, Ladies and gentleman I am not sure how to call her out, so I hope she forgives me if I am wrong, let me introduce to you…HELLKAT!!!

(Inkubus Sukkubs' "Samhain" plays over the sound system as the fan cheer loudly for the newly announced hall of famer Hellkat, she steps out from the back to a loud ovation from the fans looking prepared and focused for action already she walks down the ramp the fans in the front row trying to get a touch of her. She slides under the bottom rope and just takes the award from Jerry as well as the certificate and says nothing, she walks to the opposite corner to the rest of the group and just waits while the camera focuses back on Jerry.)

Jerry Walters:
Ladies and Gentleman, last but not least, the 5th inductee to the ULW Hall of fame he is the current TV and Hardcore champion, a man banned from much of Japan and a current member of the Unity, please welcome CHAPEL!!!

(The fans go crazy as Chapels music hits, the ovation is amazing as he walks out from the back his titles over his shoulders, he walks to the top of the ramp and holds his titles aloft to the cheers of the fans, before walking down the ramp and to the ring before climbing up onto the apron and getting in the ring, he shakes Jerry’s hand and takes his award and Certificate as jerry stands aside letting the Hall of Famers of 2004 stand together for photo Opportunities, Caleb Hart, Shannon Skanes, Adam Rodgers, Chris Ritchie, Dave Fields, Darren Taylor, Curtis Jack, Hellkat, Isis, AWOL and Chapel as well as ULW Annihilation.)


Backstage

Jason Seagreen stands in front of a mirror, throwing punches in his black jogging suit. He seems to be greatly focused while smiling. Immediately Sheryl Gray moves into the scene, watching his actions with a grin on her face.

Sheryl: So your actually going to go out there and compete against Stevie James?

Seagreen seems almost offended by her words. He turns to face her slowly.

Seagreen: Of course I am Sheryl. I’ve been waiting to get my hands on that bastard ever since the Network began their crusade to clean up this federation after your departure. Stevie James was the one behind all the problems, so tonight, I’m going to make him pay for his illadvised actions over the past few months.

Sheryl: Well watch your back out there Seagreen. Stevie can be a very tricky person.

Jason grins, nodding his head before his attention turns towards the suitcase positioned on a desk behind him, full of the cash reward.

Seagreen: Can you make sure this is protected while I go out there and compete?

Sheryl: Your still offering all that money just for the person who can give you the identity of the Blood King?

Seagreen smirks as he nods his head.

Seagreen: Of course, and even though nobodies stepped forward with information yet, I think it’s only a matter of time. Besides, this is just a contigency plan. You see I’ve realized that there’s only one person who’s seen the Blood King since his attacks started here in the ULW, he even got face to face with him. Next week, I plan on having a conversation with this certain gentlemen, because I’ll be damned if I allow the Blood King to hurt me or any of the Unity members again.

Jason steps around Sheryl making his away past Mrs. Gray as she wears a devious grin on her face.


Also Backstage

(The scene opens at the disturbing shots of Sean once again hanging over the acid, Bullseye’s son is crying his little eyes out the metal staircase next to the truck is staring across at Sean along with his farther Bullseye who is trying to lean out and grab the mechanism lever that holds Sean, but can’t seem to grab it, Cat his wife is standing off to the right of the picture her hand over her mouth tears running from her eyes.)

Bullseye:
Sean, how do you know its Acid?

(Sean is between crying and stopping his dad diving in the middle of it.)

Sean:
The big man said so!

Bullseye:
….Damn…I am going to get you out of here Sean, just don’t move, DO NOT MOVE!!!

(Suddenly the smiling figure of Ravnos appears a control in hand, he looks across at Cat who looks ready to lunge at him but he purposely holds the control out to her and waves it from side to side.)

Ravnos:
No…There is no point in moving little one, you see, one little press of this button on this control and ill make you move instead, you see, I am in control here and if you thought for one second, I was EVER going to let you have your son back, you are joking, do you have any idea, ANY IDEA AT ALL, what trouble that little shit has caused me…He was never coming out of this alive and deep down you knew it!

(Bullseye edges toward him as he reaches the bottom of the steel steps, Ravnos just shakes his head and walks toward him issuing Bully to step out of the way, he does so and Ravnos sidesteps him, not turning his back for one minute, he smiles as he steps up onto the steel steps.)

Sean:
FAT MAN!!!

(Ravnos in anger turns toward the little lad and in a rage holds the remote out in front of him and prepares to press the button, but Bullseye spears him down and against the steel steps Ravnos drops the remote and the two men tussle off the steps and onto the concrete of the parking lot. Neither man remains dominate enough to hold the best position, but suddenly Ravnos shows his greater strength and pushes Bullseye aside before getting up onto his feet, the former Hardcore champion seems to have that extra drive and also gets up quick, he runs at Ravnos, but suddenly has his head taken off with an explosive clothesline by the 7ft monster. Ravnos just turns and walks toward the remote still sitting on the steel steps, suddenly though as he goes to grab it Cat lunges and snatches it away from him, but Ravnos counters her lunge and grabs her wrist instead,)

Ravnos:
No my dear…This is not a Disney movie, you are not coming to save the day…This is more like a good horror movie, where the twist is, you end as well!!

(Ravnos tugs her arm and lifts her onto his shoulders before walking up the steel steps, Bullseye is back on his feet and shakes away the cobwebs, but he looks up as Ravnos places Cat down in front of him, her body shaking with fear.)

Ravnos:
Goodbye Cat!!!

(Suddenly on the opposite side to Bullseye Curtis Jack storms through the double doors Livewire title over his shoulder, he had obviously seen this on telly and to the shock of all those watching been the first to Bullseyes aid!!! He lifts his title in the air and shouts across to Ravnos.)

Curtis Jack:
HEY FAT BOY!!! YOU WANT THIS!?!

(Ravnos looks away from Cat for one second and across at Curtis holding aloft the title many believed was going to LivEvil, but from behind Bullseye charges up the steps and pushes Ravnos with all his might, the big man swings his arms trying not to topple forward, but Cat sticks out her foot and Ravnos falls RIGHT INTO THE ACID!!! The fans are in utter shock as Ravnos screams out in pain, his skin being burnt away by the steaming liquid around him, the control just lays on the steel beside the parents, Bullseye acts and presses the mechanism toward them, Sean is quickly in arms reach as the Unity member takes him away from the carnage and runs down the steps with his wife in hand where a calm Curtis Jack waits for them. Bullseye just watches as Cat takes Sean in her arms, then turns to Curtis.)

Bullseye:
You hate me…Why?

Curtis:
Because I don’t hate your boy…Don’t get me wrong Bullseye, this isn’t over between us, but for now…It’s on hold.

(Bullseye nods in agreement before looking at his family, he outstretches his hand to Curtis who just takes it before adjusting the belt on his shoulder and taking one last look at the large truck, the screaming still there, but now a muffled gurgle. The camera watches the Unity group leave before turning back to the truck….Suddenly a large burnt away hand grabs the side of it, the fingers and wrist disfigured like something from a horror film, the scene then fades to black.)


Back in the arena Skit Commentry goes here


Damien Vs Nathan Creed

Suddenly the lights dim down. A guitar riff can be heard as they lights flicker, the first few chords of 'Did My Time' by KoRn. Each time the drums kick in the lights flash on and off more erraticly, along with a few strob effects. As the main tune starts the ligts flash on and off at a reasonable pace, along with the strobes. The first words start to play as Nathan Creed appears from backstage. He walks down to the ring, focussed totally on it. He slides under the bottom rope and climbs the nearest turnbuckle. He raises both hands in the air, to a cheer from the crowd. He climbs down and starts to stretch on the ropes, waiting for the start of the match.

Jerry: Well this is it ladies and gentlemen, another big match here at ULW Bloody Massacre. Nathan Creed vs. Damien.

Tim: This all stims back to when Creed cost Damien his title shot against Orlando Cruze.

"Twinkle Twinkle Little Star... How I wonder what you are..."

The little children's voices are covered by a loud scream., and that is replaced by a sinister voice

"ALL YOUR SOULS ARE BELONG TO ME!"

The lights start to slowly fade, as "Bloodline" by Seraphim Shock starts to play. A lone candle is lit on the rampway. Flickering, ever so brightly, almost hypnotising. With a large bang, the candle goes completely up in flames, making the figure of a man, the man walks out from the fire, completely untouched by the flames. He slowly walks towards the ring, avoiding the fans, at all cost. He slides into the ring and stands up, staring directly at Creed who seems more predisposed with warming up then returning the icey stare.

Jerry: Damien looks like he is out for some serious revenge here tonight.

Tim: Nathan Creed cost him a shot at the World title, of course he’s going to be angry.

Nathan turns towards Damien, snickering at the sight of his opponent. The bell rings when both individuals step forward and place one another in a collar elbow tie up. Creed quickly pulls Damien into a side headlock. He pushes Damien backwards into the ropes still in the headlock. Damien grabs the top rope, keeping from allowing Nathan to connect with the hip toss. Creed tries it once again before Damien pulls his head free and grabs Nathan by the back of the head. He throws him off into the ropes. Damien steps to the center of the ring smirking at Creed who spins around in anger. He quickly rushes at Damien who steps to his side and hip tosses him over onto the canvas. Nathan lands on his posterior as Damien stands up and places him in a arm lock. Creed shouts in pain, yet works his way to his feet as quickly as he can. He suddenly kicks Damien to the gut, causing him to break the armlock before he throws a knife edge chop across the chest of Damien. He’s nearly taken off of his feet from the blow, before he recieves a second knife edge chop, resulting in a whoo from the crowd. Damien backs into the turnbuckle before Creed pulls his hand back and delivers a third, equally as devestating knife edge chop. Damien’s entire body cringes as he bends forward. Nathan takes a step back and then kicks him to the forehead, causing him to stand up right. Creed now grabs him by the wrist and whips him across the ring. Damien turns drastically and pulls Creed into a drop toe hold. Nathan slams face first into the canvas as Damien rises to his feet, grabbing the leg of Creed and lifting it up into a boston leg crab. Nathan Creed begins to shout in pain, pushing himself up with his fist. Damien continues to hold onto the submission tightly. Creed buries his elbows into the canvas, pushing himself up before he begins to crawl towards the ropes. He easily pulls Damien with him before he reaches out and grabs the bottom rope. The referee steps into Damien’s face, demanding that he break the submission hold. After a few moments Damien finally does, stepping forward and looking very upset. Nathan pulls himself up the ropes, getting to his feet when Damien steps up behind him quickly. He jumps into the air and dropkicks Creed to the back, knocking him forward into the ropes. Nathan spills over them and lands perfectly upon the apron. He grabs the top one for support, keeping from plummiting to the mats. Creed quickly stands up, looking upset when Damien rushes towards the ropes, running perpindicular to the ones Nathan is stuck behind. He jumps into the air, landing feet first on the second rope and springing off. He transitions in mid air to dropkick Creed to the side of the face. Nathan is knocked off, landing back first on the mats then sitting up and shouting in anger.

Jerry: Look at this, Nathan Creed does not appear very happy about what just transpired.

Tim: He’s been humiliated. This is one of the first real battles between the Unity and LivEvil, two groups who stand for completely different things.

Nathan gets to his feet on the outside of the ring when Damien rushes across the ring, bouncing off of the ropes and then charging back in. He dives through the ropes, turning upside down and connecting with a senton suicide dive. Damien crashes into Nathan’s chest, both individuals in turn falling onto her backs with Damien landing upon his seat. He quickly rises to his feet, grabbing Nathan by the hair and favoring his neck the entire time. He quickly slides Nathan into the ring before jumping onto the apron and grabbing the top rope. Creed ends up stretched across his back as Damien springs over the ropes and turns, dropping feet first on the second rope and sthen flying backwards for the lionsault. Creed quickly gets his knees up into the gut of his opponent, causing Damien to drop onto his knees and shout in pain. He drops onto his back now, continuing to look as if he is agony throughout his midsection. Nathan gets to his feet slowly, shaking his head and sweeping his arms through the air as if signaling for the end already. He quickly steps over the legs of Damien, lifting them into the air and placing them under his armpits. He tries to turn Damien over onto his stomach several times yet the LivEvil member refuses to be placed in the submission, continually fighting as he slides backwards across the canvas. Finally he reaches the ropes, raising his hands into the air and grapsing the second one. Nathan looks furious that Damien made it to the ropes, yet refuses to release his legs. He quickly steps backwards, lifting Damien’s legs into the air in order to drag his upper body off the ropes and in turn cause him to crash violently into the canvas. Damien flips forward however from the momentum, landing perfectly upon both of his feet. He now steps forward and jumps into the air, wrapping his legs around the neck of Creed and then dropping backwards, hurricaraning Nathan forward so that he lands throat first on the second rope. The crowd is shocked by the incredible counter as Damien gets to his feet and looks at Creed who is still leaning chest first against the second rope, his arms drapped over them as well. Damien quickly charges across the ring, bouncing off of the ropes and then charging back in at Creed who is still leaning on the ropes. The fans have a mixed reaction as Damien jumps through the ropes, grabbing the top and middle one with his hands quickly, and swinging around with his legs in the direction of Creed’s face. Nathan suddenly stands up without warning, reaching out and grabbing the legs of Damien. Before Damien can even respond he’s dragged through the ropes and down onto the canvas. Creed lifts the legs of Damien into the air, placing them under his armpits before he turns his over onto his stomach, applying the Courtesy Call. Damien unleashes a roar of pain, burying his fist against the canvas and pushing himself up as his eyes center upon the ropes.

Tim: What a counter by Nathan Creed, he’s got Damien placed in his version of the double boston leg crab, referred to as the Courtesy Call.

Jerry: That was an incredible series of counter manuevers leading into this, Damien may have to already tap out.

Damien’s hand raises into the air before he digs it into the canvas. He quickly pulls himself towards the ropes, reaching them as quickly as he can. His hand reaches out and grabs the bottom one, forcing Nathan to have to break the submission hold out of protest. Nathan stomps Damien to the back of the head repeatedly. He then grabs him by the hair and pulls him to his feet, stepping behind his back and placing him in a back drop suplex position. The fans begin to boo one of the proud members of the Unity who hoists Damien high into the air and then charges forward. The crowd erupts as Nathan throws Damien over the ropes and to the outside of the ring with a reversed back drop suplex position. Damien flies forward and crashes chest first into the barricade. He bounces into the air and then rolls across the mats holding his collar bone. Nathan stands on the inside of the ring grinning until he slides through the ropes and takes his time dropping onto the mats. Damien pushes Creed’s hands away, gasping for air after the horrific collision. Nathan grabs Damien by the hair, pulling him to his feet and then dragging him into a front waist lock. He then drops in reverse, throwing Damien through the air with a belly to belly suplex. Damien crashes onto his back and then sits up, unleashing a roar of pain as he reaches for his spinal column now, having hit the hard mats with brutal impact. Nathan swoops upon Damien now, grabbing him by the hair and then rolling him onto his knees by gripping his hair. He steps towards the ring and rolls Damien under the ropes to the inside of it. He quickly springs onto the apron, looking around at the booing fans methodically and grinning. He slides through the ropes with a great deal of speed to his step as he descends upon Damien who has rolled onto his hands and knees, holding his chest and lower back in a great deal of pain. Creed grabs him by the hair, pulling him to his feet when Damien jumps into the air, grabbing him by the top of the head. He drags him down into a jaw breaker while falling to his seat. Nathan slams into the jaw of Damien, stumbling backwards with a shocked expression on his face. Damien gets to his feet, still holding his chest when Nathan straightens his head out and steps forward. Damien dives forward and slides around behind the back of Creed, dragging him into a school boy pin. The referee drops down to make the count yet Damien gets to his feet quickly, grabbing the legs of Nathan and lifting them into the air. He quickly tries to place him in a sharpshooter yet Creed squirms back and forth. Finally Nathan pulls his legs away and places them to the chest of Damien before shoving him off backwards. Damien crashes across his back and then stands up, his back and chest hurting him tremendously it seems.

Jerry: Damien almost had Creed locked up in a sharpshooter.

Tim: This guy shouldn’t even be able to compete right now.

Creed stands up, holding the ropes for support and still bending forward as he grips his chin. Damien rolls right back onto his feet and then charges at Creed, diving forward for a flying clothesline. Creed suddenly drops onto his seat, pulling down the top rope and causing Damien to fly over to the outside of the ring. Damien turns and smacks back first into the mats hard. He immediately flops into the air and lands on his back, grabbing spine. The crowd is shocked by the whiplash. Nathan stands up, still rubbing his jaw. As Damien somehow pushes himself up to his feet, still gripping his lower back in tremendous pain. Nathan grabs the top rope and then pulls himself up on top of it, landing feet first. The crowd boos as he springs off and turns through mid air, crashing into Damien with a senton pancha. Both individuals crash onto the mats causing Nathan to sit up while Damien rolls onto his side shouting in pain and gripping his back. The fans act as if they want to dive over the barricade and get at Creed who gives them a back handing motion as he rises to his feet. Damien sits up on the canvas, fighting through the pain in his back. Nathan grabs him by the hair and rolls him onto his knees before pulling him to his feet. He now lifts him into the air, placing him across his chest and charging him at the ring post. The crowd explodes into boos as Damien is slammed spine first into the hard ring post. Damien reaches for his lower back in obvious discomfort as Creed steps around to the apron and rolls Damien under the ropes to the inside of the ring. Nathan quickly jumps onto the apron and immediately starts up the turnbuckle. Damien lies on the mats still gripping his back in tremendous pain before rolling onto his stomach as Nathan gets all the way to the top of the turnbuckle. He stands up, balancing himself out then jumps forward, extending his arm outward and dropping it across the lower back of Damien. The LivEvil member flops into the air onto his side, shouting in pain as he grips his lower back. Nathan rolls him onto his back and now hooks his leg.

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Damien kicks out, rolling onto his side once again. Nathan rises to his feet in protest before grabbing Damien by the chin and pulling him to his feet. As Damien gets his feet beneath him, Nathan steps to his side, wrapping his arm around his waist and then lifting him into the air for a backbreaker. Damien somehow floats over and lands on his feet behind the back of Creed who is shocked as he spins around. Damien quickly lifts his leg into the air, swinging around with a quick and vicious spinning heel kick, grabbing his back in the process. Nathan somehow steps under it and stands up now, placing his arms around the waist of Damien and dropping in reverse, connecting with a German suplex.

Jerry: Oh no, not the German suplexes!

Tim: I think that’s what we’re about to see here ladies and gentlemen, the total disection of Damien’s back.

Creed rolls over onto his knees, pulling Damien with him and attempting to place as much pressure upon his back as he can with these hard hitting manuevers. Nathan gets to his feet and immediately goes for another German suplex. As Damien is lifted into the air he flips over, landing on his feet behind the back of Creed who has dropped onto the canvas. Nathan looks shocked as Damien backs into the ropes, grabbing his lower spine. Creed rises to his feet quickly, turning around to face Damien who steps out of the corner and blasts Nathan right to the jaw with the Unholy Confessions superkick. Spit flies from the mouth of Nathan who drops onto his back looking out of it. The fans cannot help but to cheer the tremendous move as Damien steps towards the turnbuckle now. He jumps onto the second rope, landing feet first upon it before springing onto the top one. The crowd stands up as Damien flies backwards connecting with a huge moonsault. He crashes into the body of Nathan who curls into a ball, grabbing his ribs. Damien presses his knees to the canvas and pulls Nathan onto his back, hooking his leg.

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Nathan kicks out, getting his arm off the canvas. Damien rises to his knees, looking around at the fans and shouting in anger that he didn’t get the three count. He reaches back grabbing his spine and shouting in tremendous pain, unable to comprehend the fact that his superkick wasn’t enough to finish off Creed. He finally stands up and steps over the legs of Nathan. He lifts them into the air and wraps his arms around them, setting up for what appears to be Creed’s own finishing submission hold. Without warning Nathan pulls Damien down into a small package, using all of his leg strength in order to do so.

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Damien kicks out as both men scramble to beat the other to a standing position. Damien looks as if he is having extreme pain in his back as he lifts his leg into the air and steps in, going for the Unholy Confessions again. Nathan grabs his foot at the last second, just before it can connect with his jaw. He pushes it downward and then reaches out, grabbing the legs of Damien and lifting them into the air. Damien is shocked as he drops onto his back before being rolled over onto his stomach, applying the Courtesy Call.

Jerry: The Courtesy Call! The Courtesy Call is locked in, I can’t believe he finally got his finishing move applied.

Tim: It’s over, it’s got to be after all that damage done to Damien’s back!

The crowd is standing and watching as Damien presses himself up onto his fist, shouting in tremendous pain with sweat dripping off of his exhausted body. His back is absolutely killing him as Creed continues to apply the submission hold, really torquing the spine of Damien. He seems to be refusing the temptation to tap out as he begins to pull himself across the ring, dragging a shocked Creed with him. Nathan shakes his head which is also covered in sweat, shouting in anger over the fact that Damien is nearly getting free from his intense finishing submission hold.

Jerry: Can Damien make it? Can he reach those ropes!?!

Tim: I would literally crap myself if he does.

Damien’s face is contorted with pain and drenched in sweat. The ropes are so close yet seem so far away as Damien continues to drag Nathan with every ounce of power remaining in his body. Creed shakes his head, absolutely stunned that he’s being pulled across the ring. Damien finally comes within inches of the ropes, reaching out with all of his strength. Nathan begins to drag him back to the center of the ring when Damien grabs the bottom rope, preveniting such an occurance. Nathan’s face fills with anger as the referee demands that he break the submission hold. Finally Creed releases the legs of Damien and steps away from his downed opponent. Damien grabs his back, pulling himself up the ropes slowly, all the while shouting in pain. Nathan turns to face him with a smirk on his face. Nathan spins Damien around, dragging him away from the ropes and scooping him up into the air for the Total Domination (Scoop Slam into Final Cut). Damien somehow slides over the shoulder of Creed, landing on his feet behind his back. Nathan is shocked as he turns around and walks right into Damien who grabs him around the throat and by one his arms. He quickly lifts Creed into the air and turns, connecting with the Too Hell (Spinning Downward Spiral). The fans respond with a mixed reaction, many cheering however at the unbelievable reversal.

Jerry: Ohhhhh!!!! The To Hell! Did you see Creed’s impact with the canvas!?!

Tim: This is impossible! Damien can’t beat Creed, it would bve unheard of!!

Damien barely has the strength to move as Creed lies on the canvas next to him. Finally he turns his body, rolling onto Creed and placing his arm over his chest. The referee slides in to make the count, the fans chanting along.

1

2

3!

Creed kicks out to the shock of everyone in the arena, rolling onto his side. Damien rises to his knees, running his hands through his sweat soaked hair.

Tim: Creed kicked out! He got his shoulder up in the nick of time!!!

Jerry: I thought that was a three count personally.

Damien shakes his head, refusing to believe that he just didn’t win. He stands up, really favoring his back before he reaches down and grabs Creed by the back of the head. He pulls him upwards as quickly as he can, his body absolutely killing him in the process. Nathan appears barely able to stand as Damien pulls him into his shoulder, setting up for the To Hell once again. Suddenly Creed reaches around with his other leg, wrapping it around Damien’s and tripping him up backwards. Damien collapses onto his back as an exhausted Creed reaches down grabbing his legs. Damien cannot believe it as Creed lifts them into the air, placing them under his armpits. The fans can feel the desperation in the air as Nathan tries to get the Courtesy Call applied in his battered and exhausted state. Damien somehow pulls his legs free, placing his feet to the chest of Creed and shoving him backwards. Nathan slams into the canvas across the back of his head before he rolls over onto his hands and knees. He looks barely functional, his head absolutely killing him after that last impact with the canvas. Creed finally begins to stand up as Damien pulls himself up utilizing the ropes to reach his feet. His eyes center upon Nathan as he charges in and gets caught by Creed who has just reached his feet. Damien swings around, trying to wrap his legs around the neck of Creed. Nathan somehow wraps his arm around the neck of Damien though and pushes his legs away. Damien lands feet first on the canvas, being held in a dragon sleeper almost. Creed quickly swings around and connects with the Total Domination! The entire arena is stunned as Damien’s head slams off of the canvas violently.

Tim: Ohhh, talk about devestating!!

Jerry: That’s why it’s called the Total Domination, but I can’t believe Creed was able to hit it!

Damien looks out of it on the canvas as Creed quickly makes the count, shaking his head as he still feels the effects of the To Hell.

Ref,

1

2

3!

The entire arena rises to it’s feet booing yet clapping their hands together after witnessing a truly competetive matchup. Nathan sits up looking exhausted while placing his hand to his forehead and shouting in pain.

Tim: Nathan Creed has done it! He’s beaten Damien in what was one of the most back and forth matches I’ve ever witnessed!

Jerry: I can’t believe Nathan Creed was able to pull out a victory there at the end, especially after being hit with the To Hell.

Nathan extends his arms into the air, as his music breaks through the boos of the crowd. Damien has awoken, rolling onto his side and mouthing several profanities.


Backstage

(The scene opens in the office of Sheryl Gray, she is smiling as she watches Nathan Creed win his match then turns back to the room, in front of her is the whole of the Unity, including Bullseye who sits with his son, Conrad Gray is now dressed in ring attire and across from him is a showered and suited Kevin Baumann, the fans are booing loudly as Sheryl walks through the ranks of her wrestlers, she then turns to Conrad a confused look on her face.)

Conrad:
Wassup?

Sheryl:
Where is Magnificent?

Conrad:
He didn’t show sis…Just didn’t show, we waited for him but Kev had to go for his match, he never got here!!

Sheryl:
WHAT!?!

Conrad:
Yeah I know, I was as shocked as you…

(Synclaire frowns at Conrad unconvinced, but Sheryl just looks concerned, she slides her fingers through her hair and turns to Synclaire.)

Sheryl:
Michael…Your on your own, ill have to see if I can get hold of Mag, but this is such a big night, I am not sure ill have time.

Conrad:
…Let me handle it, I got it covered for ya sis, ill phone him asap.

Sheryl:
Oh that would be great, thanks Conrad.

(The camera turns to Synclaire who stands up and walks right up to Conrad.)

Synclaire:
Just didn’t turn up huh?

Conrad:
… That’s right!?!

Synclaire:
… Ok… I’ll ask him next time we see each other, I’m sure he can tell me his reasons.

(Synclaire just looks Conrad out before leaving the room preparing for his tag match.)


Also Backstage

(The scene opens further down the hall from the Unity locker room, Michael Synclaire is seen warming up for his match up and coming, when suddenly he hears a scuffle coming from one of the locker rooms, he opens the door and watches as a hooded man lifts Prodigy in the air and hits the Psychotic bomb, Synclaire who was attacked last week by this man sneaks his way behind him, then as the man reaches his vertical stance launches at him hitting a huge forearm to him across the back of the neck knocking him to the floor before stomping on his mid-section, offcial’s suddenly run in and pull Synclaire away but the hooded man is back up he has a chair in hand and officials haven’t noticed a thing, suddenly he swings it hitting Synclaire clear across the top of the head knocking him near enough out, he smiles and stands over the body before grabbing the hood and pulling it off…ITS MAGNUM!!! MAGNUM IS BACK!! He looks at Synclaires battered body and then heads into the hall throwing the chair aside, seconds later Sheryl runs in and sees him on the ground.)

Sheryl:
What the hell happened here?

(She looks up to Conrad.)

Sheryl:
Cancel the match, go out there and cancel it, He can’t fight damn it.

(Conrad nods and with a smile turns toward the arena area and heads to cancel the match up.)


Back in the arena

Jerry Walters:
That was Magnum!! He is back! But he is against the Unity, i don't get this!

Tim May:
Maybe he is a hired gun, he might have been hired to take out all these people!?!

Jerry Walters:
Well one thing is for sure, there are going to be alot of people aiming at Magnum for the weeks past!


Tag Team Title Match
Tables, Ladders & Chairs
Eclyptica & Vivian Vs Too Magnificent & Michael Synclaire

(The sound of Eclyptica music hits the fans are booing loudly as one of the tag champions walks out, the LivEvil side of the tag team title holders steps from the back, still looking tired and hurt from earlier in the evening, she is holding the tag gold over her shoulder and is looking somewhat angry to not have the other title also, she heads down the ramp and to the ring, ignoring the mixed reaction that has now filtered through for her, she rolls in the ring and taunts the fans, the boos echoing out over the cheers from small areas of the arena. She just shakes her head and looks up the ramp as she awaits her partner.)

Jerry Walters:
Well neither of these woman like each other and you have to believe this match could go either way, Too Magnificent and Michael Synclaire both have agenda’s here, Too Mag in particular with Eclyptica!

Tim May:
You ain’t kidding, he laid a smacker on her last week then hit her with a chair!

(Suddenly Going Under hits the speakers and Vivian walks out angry and still holding her head, she walks down the ramp and stops at the bottom pointing to her title then at Eclyptica, she is still holding her head in obvious pain and rolls in the ring taking her title off and arguing with the LivEvil member almost instantly, suddenly the fans go wild as Vivian and her partner both just stand toe to toe, eye to eye, none of them willing to budge one bit!)

Jerry Walters:
Oh dear, this match could be underway very quickly and there opponents are not even out here yet, these two are so fiery and being tag team champions is only straining this relationship more.

Tim May:
CAT FIGHT!!! GO LADIES GO!!!!

Jerry Walters:
You gotta be kidding me, Tim how the hell did you ever get hired for this job?

(Neither woman has thrown a punch but the anger and hatred on there expressions is showing, suddenly though Mo’ Money Mo’ Problems hits the speakers, the fans are in confusion as to why CEO Conrad Gray would be coming out here, Vivian and Eclyptica seem to be just as confused and turn to face the rampway, the curtains open and Conrad walks out flanked by not only Kevin Baumann, but Nathan Creed and Hurse as well. The three men walk down the rampway and stare up at the two woman in the ring, creating a border between the CEO and the tag champions, his music ends and Conrad smiles at Vivian, before pulling a mic from his attire, he is wearing a “AWOL is a fake” t-shirt and is purposely making it stand out to her.)

Conrad:
Seems we have a small problem here tonight doesn’t it?

(The fans boo Conrad who just nods expecting the poor reception.)

Conrad:
That’s fair, that’s fair, but what is not fair is how her BOYFRIEND, AWOL…Is faking his problems, leaving you all in suspense and worry for his health when there is nothing at all wrong with the mother fucker, so let me put it to you Vivian, let me ask you…What are you going to fill like tonight after I beat him to oblivion and give him some REAL injuries?

(Vivian is furious, she is shouting at Conrad, in the background Eclyptica can be seen grinning.)

Conrad:
Oh Angyl, or Eclyptica, or bitch whatever suits you best, no need to smile, I have a question for you as well, I was just wondering where that Livewire title is you told us all you were going to have? Or how about the love drama we see from you week by week, hows that going, I missed episode 28!!??!!

(The boos are getting louder as the LivEvil member just kicks the bottom rope, both woman now annoyed at Conrad who just smiles, it seems the two have forgotten there hatred for each other, instead they care more about there common enemy. Conrad just grins again before raising the mic.)

Conrad:
There is an actual reason for me to be here…You see ladies, it happens to be the fact that tonight, your match has been cancelled, you see Too Magnificent has been given the night off….By me…As for Michael, it was decided by my sister that he is in no fit state to fight, because we believe the health of our great wrestlers comes first, thus the reason Magnum will pay for his ‘comeback’ but for now let me leave you ladies with something else to consider…

(The boos are echoing out as Conrad cancels the match up.)

Conrad:
This Sunday, at the return of Annihilation… YOU WILL, defend those tag team titles, in an elimination tag match…The team you face will be the same team you face at ULW Equilibrium, the same team that earned there right to face you earlier tonight, this Sunday for the gold, you face Jack and Jill Winters…Count this as a blessing, means you don’t have to fight tonight, allows you some more time to consider the truth that you are losing those tag team titles.

(Suddenly Mo’ Money Mo’ Problems hits the speakers, the trio at the rampway just begin walking back to meet Conrad as the four Unity members head into the back and leave the tag champions in the ring, suddenly more boos echo out as Eclyptica props her title and stalks Vivian, she turns but sees Eclyptica ready to pounce and ducks the title shot attempt, she suddenly throws her own title off her shoulders and into her hands before turning and slamming the gold right into Eclyptica’s face!! The fans are cheering loudly as Vivian just places her title back over her shoulder and begins shouting at her partner some more before rolling out of the ring as the scene fades to the backstage area.)


Backstage

A figure sits alone in the shadows, leaning against a wall. An eery blue light shines upon his face as he sits in the darkness, taking breaths and appearing very upset over his lose to Creed.

Damien: I didn’t lose, I didn’t lose, I didn’t lose. I will be the World champion, do you hear me!?! I will be the World champion!!! Nobody can stop me, hahahahaha, nobody. Because they haven’t seen anything yet. Oh no, they haven’t even scratched the surface!!

Damien runs his hands through his hair, bending forward in the eery blue light. He quickly rips out a small chunk of his hair, breathing deeply with his teeth grinding together in anger.


Also Backstage

(The scene opens in the office of Sheryl Gray, she is smiling as Hurse is attired and ready to fight, meanwhile Nathan Creed is smiling coming back off his victory against Damien, he is showered and in a loose shirt and jeans now, Sheryl just hands him a contract, then hands one to Hurse…)

Sheryl:
Nathan, the contract I handed you states the following – THAT, if you win this Sunday at Annihilation against Killjoy, your Livewire title match is null and void, however your road to the World Heavyweight title is underway and one of the Unity’s biggest thorns is no longer in the tournament. However It does mean that Killjoy will get a Livewire title shot against Curtis Jack next week at FUF.

Creed:
Ok, so either way, I’m in line for the title?

Sheryl:
For a title, yes.

Hurse:
And mine?

(Sheryl smiles and walks between the two.)

Sheryl:
Hurse, yours states that tonight if you win, you have indeed won yourself a world heavyweight title shot against either Orlando Cruze or Hellkat…But…BUT, if you lose… Then you will fight as the captain of my Unity team, the two team mates you choose will be up to you, but the three of you will fight next week at Annihilation against a trio from the LivEvil camp and a trio from the coven camp, the winner becoming the ULW’s first ever Six man tag team champions.

Hurse:
Lose?

Sheryl:
It can happen…

Hurse:
…But it won’t, keep the contract Mrs. Gray, I am not going to let the unity down and I am not going to give up my chance…Expect hell Mrs Gray, because I intend to be the man that hands Daemon Frost his free ticket right to it tonight…I will become the next World Champion!

(Hurse places the contract down and leaves the room as Sheryl smiles leaving the scene one of anticipated excitement for the matches up coming.)



Back In the Arena

Jerry Walters:
So thats real fair, Sheryl is happy to give her guys title shots left and centre, but what about everyone else?

Tim May:
What about them? They will get there chance damn it, but Hurse and Creed are the pride of the Unity, they are just getting what they rightfully deserve!

Jerry Walters:
I know what they deserve and it isnt title shots!!!


Recap…

“Demona is my life, my love…She can’t be dead…Can’t be.”

(Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls begins to play through the sound system to the watching fans, the mellow verse setting the scene for the pictures of Chapel and Demona happy, together through certain periods of there lives, pictures are shown of Chapel fighting in Japan winning titles and surviving death matches, Demona and Chapel are then seen smiling together backstage and at the end of matches, shot of the old Holy War team hugged together in unity.)

“Gold…Changes everything…Demona…It wont change me.”

(Chapel is seen in an unshown skit backstage promising Demona he will always be there, before the chorus hits and Chapel is seen holding the Hardcore title aloft blood running down his face, the footage of him beating his long time rival at last is also shown as Chapel lofts the TV title above his head and above a beaten Isis. The chorus then ends and the coven are seen in various scenes as the music becomes mellow again watching Chapel, it then goes back to scenes of Demona and Chapel happy as a couple again before the coven are seen taking a brave Demona from the unknowing Chapel…Suddenly the chorus hits again and the wide angry eyes of Chapel are seen on his furious expression, followed by shots of him tearing opponents apart, the beats of the drums come into it and a smiling Phantom is seen holding Demona to the eyes of Chapel, stroking her face as Chapel b-lines toward him, before the scene skips to the part where Phantom disappears with Demona replaced with masked men and Blaze Mercury, suddenly the heavy beat ends with Chapel throwing Blaze from the stage side and looking angrily once more.)

“A BURIED ALIVE MATCH”

(Suddenly the chorus comes back as the shot skips between the faces of Phantom and Chapel, the anger, animosity, hatred, greed and vengeance all there. There faces then slowly fade away as the last few chords of the song play while the burning wreckage of Phantoms car that Demona was last seen comes to surface past there faces before silence and the tearful words of Chapel once more.)

“She can’t be gone…She is all I have….Demona…I love you.”


Hardcore Title
Buried Alive Match
Chapel Vs Phantom

(The fans are already crying out for Chapel, as suddenly the arena goes dark as white light flicker and "Headstrong by Trapt" plays as Phantom walks out wearing his White hooded Cloak, the fans are booing loudly, there anger being channeled to Phantom. The Stage and ring area fill with fog as Phantom makes his way down towards the ring staring back at the 6ft hole off to one side of the stage area, th fans are shouting abuse at him but to death ears as Phantom just continues walking. He gets to the side of the ring and walks up the stairs and stops. He raises his arms and his head as a lightning bolt hit’s the stage and fireworks go off bursting in all directions getting a cheap pop from the crowd!! He steps into the ring and takes off his Hooded Cloak and hands it to the official before turning back to the rampway, the silence bringing a fresh eruption to the fans excited at the arrival of Chapel.)

Jerry Walters:
Oh this one is going to be huge absolutely huge!!

Tim May:
I think we both agree that there should only be one winner here Jerry, all month we have backed Chapel and even though this fans are cheering him, he is still a member of the Unity and I want him to kick Phantoms arse!!!

Jerry Walters:
That makes two of us Tim…This is Judgment day for Phantom and I think deep down he knows it.

(Suddenly ‘Sun doesn’t rise’ by Mushroom-Head burst out the sound system as the fans go crazy fire ignites around the top of the stage before flooding along the perimeters of the rampway, fire rising nearly 3ft in the air, suddenly from the back Chapel walks out wearing a long trench-coat the fans jump to there feet at the site of him there cheers loud and directed right at him, he ignores them instead choosing to stare at the 6ft hole off to the side of the stage, he smiles and looks back at Phantom who continues to stare at him with no expression, Chapel just throws his arms out the fire dying away, he throws his jacket off his shoulder and just walks half way down the ramp before stopping and calling to Phantom to meet him on the ramp!!!)

Jerry Walters:
Chapel is asking Phantom out of the ring? What for!?!

Tim May:
Cause he is the hardcore champion Jerry, why fight a man with your fists in the ring when you could fight him outside of it with everything else!!

Jerry Walters:
There a sense of the Chapel of old out here tonight, the man who was banned from stages all across the japan, the man who had a ULw tour of Japan cancelled when they refused to let him come back over, this is a man with a hellish hardcore record and I mean that in the respect of the torture he put his opponents through!!!

(Phantom just remains in the ring not moving, Chapel smiles and runs at the squared circle sliding under the bottom rope, Phantom instantly lunges for him but Chapel scrambles to his feet and ducks the clothesline before stopping close behind the Coven member, Phantom turns but is hit with a fast, furious round of right hands that knocks Phantom back into the corner, but Chapel continues the crazed attack of right hands, he stomps but swaps it for fast powerful kicks to the gut of Phantom knocking him to his ass before stomping some more on the chest of the challenger, he leans down picking Phantom back to his feet then looks as if he is going to lift him for a suplex but doesn’t and instead holds him at chest height resting his outstretched legs on the top rope, he slams some forearms into the back of Phantom then drops him with a huge DDT right onto the top of his head causing the dead man to hold a handstand position for a few seconds then fall to the floor. Chapel gets right back to his feet and looks around at the fans who just go wild again before rolling out of the ring and going under the ring, he grabs a steel chair and slides it in before following it, he picks it up and turns to ht Phantom but the coven member suddenly rises and hits Chapel with a big clothesline that takes him down to the mat. He shakes the cobwebs and gets back up before lifting Chapel and slamming some hard right hands into the side of the jaw of Chapel a fourth shot knocking the former holy war member back to the mat. He grabs him again and lifts him to his feet before trying to slow the pace of the match by locking in a headlock on the hardcore and TV champion.)

Jerry Walters:
Phantom is now trying to dictate the pace of this match but if I really don’t think that’s a good idea yet, you have to wear Chapel down and especially when he is in the rage we all know he is in.

Tim May:
Phantom has actually impressed me so far, I thought Chapel would be destroying him at the moment!

(Phantom locks in the hold harder but Chapel just lifts him off the ground and drops him for a big back body drop breaking the hold, he sits up and turns to see Phantom already back on one knee, he gets to his feet and watches as Phantom grabs the top rope across from him forcing himself up, he turns back to the ring but suddenly Chapel flies at him and hits him with such a huge clothesline that both men fly over the top rope and land to the outside right by the announcers table. Chapel is the first back up and grabs Phantom by the head slamming him head first into the announcers table before booting him in the stomach and grabbing him by the collar and throwing him shoulder first right into the metal ring post! The fans are starting another Chapel chant as the hardcore champion once more grabs the hurt Phantom and this time slams him head first into the ring apron before grabbing his arm and swinging him at the ring steps but Phantom counters and throws Chapel instead causing the Unity member to hit the steel steps and fly over them hitting the mat the opposite side! The fans boo the change in momentum once again, Phantom just holds his shoulder in pain before walking to the steps and lifting the top half off and holding it up in his arms, Chapel is slowly getting back up, he stands to his feet and turns but is met with a huge shot to the forehead from the metal steps knocking him to the floor! Phantom just throws the steps aside and grabs Chapel lifting him back to his feet before standing on the steps and holding Chapel between his legs, suddenly he tries lifting him for a piledriver, but Chapel manages to weigh himself down, Phantom tries again but again Chapel manages to stop the attempt before lifting himself up throwing Phantom over his head and causing him to land hard back first against the safety mats on the outside!)

Jerry Walters:
This match is so to and fro, there is no real dominant force in this match.

Tim May:
Don’t get me wrong here, I still don’t agree with what Phantom done, but he is really impressing me here, Chapel is getting as good as he gives.

Jerry Walters:
I don’t disagree with you at all Tim, Phantom has impressed us all I believe, Chapel has remained quite tamed thus far.

(Chapel walks away from Phantom and ducks under the apron again, Phantom just gets to his feet and walks around to where Chapel is, he gets in arms reach of him but suddenly Chapel rises up from under the ring with a cricket bat in hand slamming the thick wooden bat right onto the head of Phantom who stumbles around, he throws the bat to the floor then kicks Phantom in the stomach before dropping him down with a DDT right onto the bat! Phantom slouches onto the floor but an angry Chapel just rolls over the top of him and begins throwing in punch after punch at furious speed, Phantom eventually throws him off and grabs the tables edge pulling himself to his knees but Chapel is all over him and grabs him by the head slamming it against the table before rolling him back in the ring, he rolls in as well and stalks Phantom who crawls across the ring, he leans down and grabs his head but to nobodies knowledge Phantom had grabbed the chair in the ring and rises to his knees slamming the chair shudderingly hard across the skull of Chapel knocking him instantly to the ground and opening him right up!! Blood pours from his skull and runs all over the mat, the fans are booing loudly as Phantom forces himself to his feet shaking the cobwebs from his head, he looks down still seeing the bent chair in his hands and smiles before looking at Chapel!!)

Jerry Walters:
Oh this can’t be good!?! Ladies and Gentleman, Phantom has that chair and Chapel is helpless right now

Tim May:
I can’t believe this match, Phantom just takes everything Chapel throws at him and then fires back with stuff of his own!

Jerry Walters:
He really is answering some critics, ill hand him that.

(Phantom suddenly raises the chair and slams it against the back of Chapel, then again and again and again, the chair shot bouncing, battering of the back of the hardcore champion, Phantom continues to slam Chapel with the chair, the shots becoming stingingly powerful and lethal all of them being aimed at Chapels lower back! The fans are booing even louder as Phantom throws the chair aside and looks out to the fans, he turns chapel over ad hooks the leg, but the referee is not around because you can’t win the match by pin!! Phantom slams his hand against the mat before rolling out of the ring and dragging Chapel out of it before throwing him over his shoulder and heading down the side of the ramp toward the 6ft hole and the large JCB digger, the fans are screaming for Chapel to awaken as Phantom gets closer and closer to the hole, as he reaches the hole he sees a closed coffin sitting inside and curse even more at the ULW incompetence as he would need to open it, he puts Chapel down, but Chapel doesn’t drop as he expected him to and stands staring Phantom in the eyes through the blood running down his forehead, his eyes frighteningly fearsome, he suddenly grabs Phantom by the collar slamming his forehead into the face of the Coven member before clotheslining him to the ground, he turns to the mounds of dirt sitting beside the hole and takes the spade sticking out of it, Phantom gets to his feet and Chapel swings the spade wildly but Phantom dodges it by falling to his knees and rolling away! He heads through the curtains and into the backstage area, trying to get away from Chapel but suddenly the hardcore champion jumps through the curtains slamming him from behind and knocking him to the floor, he grabs Phantom by the head dragging him into the main hall where the wrestlers work out before going into the arena, he throws him hard with an irish whip back first into a large sound box knocking him back to the floor before grabbing a steel chair and touching the hilt of the weapon against the floor before slamming it hard over the head of Phantom knocking him to the ground and causing a huge split to appear across his forehead, the blood pouring through his once white hair.)

Jerry Walters:
MY GOD!!! WHAT A SHOT WITH THAT CHAIR!

Tim May:
Now we might see the dominating chapel we all expected!

(Chapel just grabs Phantom and walks him over to the far corner where a small office sits surrounded by glass windows, he slams his head against the door and then opens it throwing him inside before following him in. The camera’s watch through the glass window as Chapel grabs the PC monitor and lifts it above Phantoms head before slamming it across his already bloody forehead, the monitors glass shattering all over him! Phantom collapses to the floor in a pool of blood but it doesn’t take Chapel long to find something else of use, he grabs the stapler of the desk and suddenly presses it against the gash on Phantoms head and presses it down stapling his head, not once but a second and third time!! Phantom is in utter pain!! He picks the man up then pushes the desk out of the way before placing him between his legs then holding him for a powerbomb on his shoulders, Phantom is still dazed and doesn’t even try to fight back as suddenly Chapel throws him back first right through one of the glass windows and back out into the lobby!!! The fans watching in the arena are in amazement, the chants of Holy Shit echoing out everywhere! Chapel just walks back through the door dabbing his head of his own blood before lifting Phantom back up and throwing him over his shoulder. He heads back through the curtains and toward the 6ft hole but suddenly from behind Tristan comes out and clotheslines Chapel to the ground! The fans are booing ever so loud now as Tristan stomps away on Chapel his rage pulsating through his stomps, he walks away and grabs the shovel from the floor a little away from the Unity member and then slams it over the head of Chapel knocking him to the floor opening him up further, he walks over to Phantom and suddenly slams the shovel over his body time and time and time again, Phantom is not moving, he kneels down beside him and smiles, before saying the words loud enough for the camera to hear even through the sudden cheers from a small area of the fans for Tristan’s actions “You are a disgrace to the Coven….We’ll see you in hell!”)

Jerry Walters:
MY GOD! Tristan has just laid out both men here. He doesn’t care about Chapel and to my surprise and the fans as well, he just laid into his own member!!

Tim May:
Phantom is obviously NOT a member anymore Jerry…Tristan just destroyed him and we all know from experience whatever one member of the coven says and feels is what the others say and feel as well!!!

Jerry Walters:
Tristan is making a statement, but I think it could be a mistake being out here -WHOA!! WHOA!!

(Chapel suddenly sits up looking pissed, the blood has tuned his face bright red and only his enraged eyes can be seen through it, Tristan hears the reaction from the fans and quickly turns on his foot but Chapel just grabs him by the head throwing him face first into the side of the steel stage set before grabbing him by the hair and walking him to the rampway and throwing him onto it before climbing onto it himself, Tristan slams a fist into his face then goes for it again but Chapel blocks it and levels him with a huge clothesline before picking him up and setting him up for the crucifix right on the edge of the stage!!! Suddenly he lifts Tristan and to the cheers of the fans throws him right off the side opposite to Phantom and through a huge number of tables and stage equipment! Another ‘Holy shit’ chant cries out as Chapel walks across the stage, looking down on the laid out Phantom some 10-15ft below, suddenly he looks out across the fans and calls for an elbow drop right off the stage set, he steps back then runs off the edge going for the elbow drop but Phantom quickly grabs the shovel and places it right over his body causing Chapel to fly body first right into the weapon!!! Both men are out on the floor but Phantom begins moving, he forces his way to one knee as does Chapel now across from him together they both get up and Chapel lunges with a clothesline but Phantom ducks underneath him and turns toface him before ducking down and hooking Chapels arms before lifting himself to his vertical holding Chapel upside down his neck at a very awkward angle, suddenly he drops to his ass dropping Chapel right on the back of his neck!!!)

Jerry Walters:
THE ISOLATOR!!! THE ISOLATER!! THAT’S GOTTA BE IT!!

Tim May:
I don’t believe we are going to see a new hardcore champion!?! Phantom is actually going to do this!?!

(The Coven member takes a second to get up but fights his way to his knees and grabs Chapel by the collar dragging him across to the hole with all the strength he can muster, he reaches the hole and climbs onto the ladder hoisting Chapel onto his shoulder and climbing down it beside the closed casket…He smiles and looks at the finished Chapel before shouting some trash to him about becoming the new hardcore champion, he looks back to the casket and laughs out loud as the fans boo him madly, he opens the top and his face becomes a ghostly white…ITS DEMONA!! DEMONA IS STARING UP AT HIM FROM THE CASKET!!!! She digs her long black nails right into his face and rips at his eyes before pulling out a long chain that’s already wrapped around her hand and slamming it into the face of Phantom who stumbles back into the pit wall and then back toward the now standing Demona who just grabs him into a DDT position but twists him so hard both Demona and Phantom spin in mid-air before landing powerfully onto there bellies with Demona’s body landing right across the back of Phantoms head!!! The fans are ecstatic!!! She rolls out of the casket and closes it on Phantom before grabbing Chapel and hoisting him back out of the hole, she climbs out herself and instantly runs around to the JCB getting in it and shovelling the first few mounds of mud making the casket door so heavy it will never be opened.)

Jerry Walters:
DEMONA!!! DEMONA IS ALIVE!!! SHE IS…HOW…HOW…EVEN PHANTOM LOOKED SURPRISED….SHE SHOULD BE DEAD BUT SHES ALIVE!!!

Tim May:
I HAVE NO IDEA…I DON’T BELIEVE THIS I REALLY DON’T BELIEVE THIS!!! DEMONA…IS BACK!!!

(The bell sounds and suddenly Mushroom-heads “The sun doesn’t rise” plays over the speakers again as the fans go absolutely nuts, Demona takes the Hardcore and TV gold from the shocked official and grabs Chapel who still has no idea she is alive and lifts him to his feet dragging him into the back as the fans still cheer in absolute amazement!!)

Jerry Walters:
I cant believe this…I can’t, not just that Demona is back, but Phantom…What about Phantom? Is that it, is that the last we ever see of him, he was buried alive damn it…Phantom has just replaced Demona literally!!

Tim May:
I don’t know how to answer that Jerry, we said someone would die tonight, did we just see that someone, was Phantom just cast all the way to hell by Demona and Chapel??

Jerry Walters:
That may well be the case Tim…That may well…Be the case!


Commercial


Back In the Arena

Jerry Walters:
OHHH YESSS, Its coming ladies and gentleman, its coming, Paranoia 2005! The biggest PPV in the wrestling business, the greatest event in the industry and the night the ULW locker room fight to be at.

Tim May:
Can you believe its coming round so quick? Just a few more months and we are back where it all began, we are in the Staples centre for a whole NEW nightmare!!

Jerry Walters:
That’s right, but tonight its all about Bloody Massacre and what a show its been already, Kevin Baumann, Prodigy and Steve Hunter fought out a great match earlier on tonight, we have seen the tag titles on the line, the livewire title got a new holder and the hardcore title we just saw defended in one of the most shocking turn of events in maybe ULW History!

Tim May:
And it isn’t over?

Jerry Walters:
Oh hell no, not by a long shot yet, still tonight we have the Weapons Lair, the Glass tables match, that sick one night only match, the GM position is up for grabs and we still have yet to see the big pay per view return of Johnny Kingdom!


Johnny Kingdom Vs Jon Rich

The show returns live as Wake Up by the Lost Prophets explodes over the PA system, the crowd rises to it's feet looking furious over what is transpiring. Upon the titontron images showcasing Hurse and Jon Rich are featured. Now both men stride from the backstage area, Hurse leading the way with a huge grin on his face. A dark shirt with red stripes down the front and back as well as a pear of red leather pants cover the body of the Master of Control. He turns sharply now, pointing towards the backstage area at none other than the Magnanimous Jon Rich. He strides through the curtains with a cocky grin on his face, pointing in it's direction with both of his index fingers, gathering a huge wave of boos from the sold out crowd. He is wearing a pear of black tights with blue lettering lining the sides. He turns back and forth gazing at the female fans before he continues down the ramp. Hurse steps along side him, patting his young protege on his back during their march to the ring. Jon Rich reaches the ring and then springs onto the apron before turning and lifting one of his muscles into the air, planting a kiss on his bicep before turning and sliding through the ropes into the ring.

Jerry: Well ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for what could be the show stealing performance of the evening.

Tim: And there’s the sure to be victor. Once and for all Jon Rich is going to prove to Kingdom that he’s even better than the original.

Jerry: He’s wrestling Johnny Kingdom, the guy is so much better than Rich, heck the entire Unity in general.

Rich continues to stand in the ring, turning back and forth with a confidant grin upon his face. The show comes back to the ring as that beautiful, hateful and tantalizing theme, "Wake Up", by the Lost Prophets suddenly bursts the seams of the sound speakers, and leaking into a flood of cheers we get a reaction from the fans. Flash bulbs explode as the red curtain that dangles in the entranceway parts, and out steps the Team Leader: Johnny Kingdom. As the fans stand to greet him properly, his dark eyes stare back out at them. His shirt reads POOR XAVIER in bold white letters, displaying his status in this federation; his pants are black leather and baggy, featuring the name Kingdom written down the side, 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 estatic cheers hurled his way by the loyal supporters that surround him. Johnny, of course, completely ignores them. His feet seem to crash down on the rampway as the fans' reaction pick up even more, the pure weight of his greatness increasing his own weight by pounds and pounds. The Team Leader arrives in front of the ring, and as he does so the thousands of people present rise higher than ever before in their attempt to pump him up for the next in ring action. Rich seems to be waving him into the ring while Hurse watches from the other side of the ring. Kingdom finally slides in, immediately rising to his feet and giving Rich a long hard stare.

Jerry: There he is ladies and gentlemen, the one and only Johnny Kingdom. Listen to this reaction!

Tim: These fans are the biggest sell outs of anyone. They go from booing someone to cheering them the next minute, it’s enough to dumbfound somebody.

Johnny Kingdom stands across the ring from Jon Rich, both men staring deep holes into one another’s souls. Rich, however, seems to be a little more flamboyant, piveting between feet as his eyes interlock with those of Johnny Kingdom. Rich momentarily peers towards the outside of the ring at an ever arrogant Hurse, who seems to be shouting instructions to his protégé. The bell finally sounds as Kingdom turns, speaking with the referee. Rich quickly charges across the ring now, throwing his arm into the air in the direction of Johnny. Kingdom ducks under it, stepping around behind his back as Rich spins around to face him. Without warning he’s drilled across the chest with a searing knife edge chop, knocking Rich off of his feet and down to the canvas. Jon rolls over onto his hands and knees, rising to his feet quickly only to be taken down with another absolutely devestating knife edge chop, sending him right back to the canvas. The fans unleash a huge wave of boos as Jon unleashes a shout of pain, crashing onto his posterior and placing both of his arms across his chest featuring several red streaks.

Jerry: What a knife edge chop from Johnny Kingdom, he’s not waiting to get this thing started.

Tim: Listen to these fans, I can’t believe they’re all cheering Kingdom now, just a few months ago they were ready to rip his head off.

Jerry: I’m sure that’s what Kingdom intends to do to Rich tonight.

Jon scoots across the canvas on his posterior, backing into the turnbuckle in a seated position. The referee steps into the face of Kingdom who shoves him aside and continues forward. Jon reaches his feet and lifts his hand into the air as Kingdom steps in, poking him in the eye. The fans begin to boo as loud as they can, Johnny stumbling in reverse, holding his eye socket in severe pain. He turns his body away from Rich who begins to stomp his foot on the canvas, smacking his knee. He suddenly steps out of the corner, lifting his foot into the air. The superkick, is narrowly avoided by Kingdom who spins around with time enough to spar. He ducks under the foot of Rich, stepping around behind his back. As Jon turns to face him he’s taken off of his feet with yet another knife edge chop. The fans respond with the same round of woos. Rich on the other hand drops down to the canvas and rolls under the ropes to the outside of the ring. He stands up, holding his chest, Hurse stepping in front of his face, trying to find out if he’s okay. Patting him on the back the entire time. Jon is in too mouch pain throughout his chest to respond as Kingdom is held back by the official. Rich finally slides into the ring across his stomach, getting onto his knees and pointing at the referee to keep Kingdom away. The referee does while Rich reaches his feet, calling for a collar elbow tie up. Johnny nods his head when both men step towards eachother, they immediately tie up, jocking one another for position. Suddenly Rich turns, placing Kingdom in a headlock and then hip tossing him over onto the canvas. Johnny crashes back first onto the canvas with Rich ending up with his back pressed to his opponents chest, keeping the headlock applied. Kingdom suddenly rolls over onto his side, pulling a shocked Rich onto his back, placing his shoulders upon the canvas while holding him by the back of the thigh.

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Tim: It’s about damn time, I can’t believe Johnny Kingdom is just now getting in some form of offense.

Jerry: I’m just as surprised as you are.

The referee steps into the face of Rich, starting a 5 count as he relunctantly takes his knee away at 4. Johnny begins to stand up, holding his juggular as he slowly turns around, Rich positioning himself. He quickly charges in and jumps high into the air, soaring through it and then crashing into Johnny with a Stinger Splash. Kingdom is nearly taken off of his feet as Rich takes a few steps away from him. He begins to turn around, looking at the fans as he lifts one thumb into the air, licking the tip of it. He does the same thing with the other one before giving himself the tumbs up while pointing in his direction, looking ever cocky. He finally turns around as Kingdom rushes in and absolutely blasts him with a devestating clothesline. Rich is thrown into a corkscrew as a result before he crashes onto his back, Johnny landing on all fours. The crowd immediately rises to it’s feet, cheering as loud as they can while Johnny seems to pay them little attention, rising slowly. He holds his chest in a bit of pain as he turns towards Rich who is already pushing himself upwards. Johnny grabs him by the hair and pulls him to his feet and then the wrist. He quickly whips him towards the turnbuckle. Once again Kingdom follows him in only for Rich to rush up the ropes, getting to the top one and then flipping backwards. Kingdom once again charges under him as Rich lands on his feet upon the canvas. Johnny turns around in the corner as Rich charges in and jumps into the air once again, flying towards Kingdom. Johnny steps out of the way this time, causing Rich to crash ribs first into the top turnbuckle. He bounces off, landing on his feet and stumbling backwards, turning his body sideways in the direction of Kingdom who smirks before charging at Rich. Jon suddenly steps sideways and conencts with a superkick to the chin of Kingdom. Immediately Johnny is taken off of his feet, spilling through the ropes to the outside of the ring. Johnny bounces off the apron back first, landing on his hands and knees upon the outside mats. He grabs his jaw, rubbing it as Hurse begins to step towards him. The referee turns towards the ropes, pointing over them at Hurse and shouting at him. Hurse puts his hands up, stepping in reverse while Kingdom stands up slowly, rubbing his jaw. Rich steps through the ropes, stepping onto the apron with his back pressed against the ropes. Kingdom rises to his feet, bending forward when Rich jumps off the apron, extending his leg outward and placing it across the back of his head. Johnny drops down to the mats, slamming into them face first with the famouser. The entire arena rises to it’s feet, booing loudly as Johnny bounces off of the mats face first, rolling onto his back.

Tim: Haha! Jon Rich finally going on the offensive against this back stabber Kingdom with his multiple personalities.

Jerry: Actually Johnny Kingdom has never implied that he’s actually crazy, but instead he’s going by his given name.

Tim: Oh, how dare he try and be creative.

Jon Rich stands up looking around at the fans while Kingdom rolls into the barricade, beginning to pull himself upwards to a standing balance. Rich steps up behind Kingdom, grabbing him by the back of the head and pulling it back. He quickly slams him face first into the barricade, nearly taking Johnny off of his feet, leaning against it chest first now, his arm dangling over the other side. Jon steps to his side and scoops him into the air somewhat before dropping him chest first into the barricade now. Johnny bounces off, grabbing his chest and turning towards the ring. The referee has reached a five count as Rich grabs Kingdom by the back of the head and rolls him into the ring. Johnny continues to hold his chest and forehead in pain as Rich gets onto the apron, grabbing the top rope. He quickly pulls himself over into a slingshot, flipping over the ropes and extending his leg outward once again. Kingdom suddenly sits up though, causing Rich to crash posterior first with the canvas, flopping up and down in pain as he reaches for his rear end. Johnny stands up slowly, holding his chest as he does so. Finally he rushes across the ring and jumps into the air, connecting with a dropkick to the side of his face. Rich is sent rolling across the ring and under the ropes. He ends up on the apron, grabbing the ropes and pulling himself up slowly. Kingdom fights through the pain, reaching his feet and stepping towards Rich, who has pulled himself up to his feet on the apron. As Johnny steps towards him Rich reers back and throws a forearm into the side of his face, causing him to stumble a bit. Jon grabs Kingdom by the back of the head and pulls him into a front facelock, shooting his other arm into the air, preparing to suplex his opponent to the outside of the ring. Kingdom suddenly pulls his head free, bending down and then spearing Rich to the midsection. Jon bends forward, holding his gut as Johnny takes a step back, rushing in once again. He jumps into the air, diving over the ropes and wrapping his arms around the waist of Rich. He pulls him off into a sunset flip powerbomb. Kingdom lands on his posterior upon the mat while Rich slams back first into them. He immediately sits up grinding his teeth in pain. Kingdom pulls himself up backwards, looking to be in pain after that fameouser off the apron earlier.

Jerry: Look at this, Johnny Kingdom is right back on the offensive in this one.

Tim: Come on Rich, your a member of the Unity, that should stand for something, for what, I’m not sure.

Jerry: Do you actually hear the words coming out of your mouth?

Tim: Every once in a while.

Rich lies on the mats, grinding his teeth in pain as Kingdom steps towards him quickly. He delivers a rough stomp to Jon’s chest before grabbing him by the hair and pulling him to his feet. He quickly grabs him by the wrist and whips him across the ring as Rich charges at them and then jumps into the air. He actually jumps over the steel steps, landing on the other side as some of the fans cheer his athletisim. He turns around sharply when Kingdom charges in and jumps onto the steps before flying off and connecting with a clothesline right to the throat of Rich. Both men crash onto the mats, Kingdom rolling over onto his knees. The fans are cheering as loud as they can while Johnny pulls Rich to his feet. He slides him in quickly before stepping onto the apron. Rich immediately pushes himself up onto his hands and knees, nearly falling over several times. He grips his back in pain while Johnny climbs the turnbuckle as fast as he can, pain coursing through his chestual cavity. He finally gets to the top rope with Rich standing up in the ring, still holding his spine. He turns towards Johnny who flies off the turnbuckle, soaring through the air and lifting his arms into the air. Before he can connect with the double axehandle however Rich jumps into the air and plants him with a dropkick right to the chest. Kingdom immediately spills onto the canvas, flopping up and down and holding his chest in pain as he rolls onto his knees. Jon looks to be in just as much agony, using the ropes to reach his feet while Kingdom continues to rest upon his knees. Rich rushes towards Kingdom and jumps into the air, connecting with the shinning wizard right to the side of his head. Johnny somehow remains on his knees before falling backwards, his body resting over the lower portion of his legs. He is bent completely backwards while Jon rises to his feet, still gripping his back. Jon now looks back and forth at the crowd before stomping the forehead of Kingdom, followed by another blow across the scalp. As Johnny remains folded over like a pressed shirt, Rich takes a step back then comes in once again, jumping high into the air and coming down leg first across the throat of Kingdom. Johnny immediately flops upwards, finally crashing face first onto the canvas with Rich remaining seated upon the canvas. Jon wears an expression of pain upon his face before he steps towards Kingdom. He quickly grabs Johnny by the hair and pulls him up onto his knees while placing him in a reverse chin lock. He quickly drops down to the canvas on his knees, pulling Johnny’s head against his shoulder, really torquing his neck.

Jerry: Rich applying a picture perfect reverse chin lock here.

Tim: Can you expect anything else than perfection from Jon Rich.

Jerry: Yeah, I’d like to see some actual personality.

Kingdom’s arms flail in this submission hold, Rich really synching in the reverse chin lock. Johnny shouts in pain, reaching back and wrapping his hands around Rich’s beginning to push himself upwards slowly. He plants one of his feet on the canvas, pressing himself upwards with Rich still trying to hold in the reverse chin lock. The crowd is standing ralying behind Kingdom who’s fist clinch as he tries to get through the trauma being inflicted upon him. They clap their hands repeatedly, hoping, praying that he gets through this, and now it appears as if he finally is Johnny begins to turn his body when Rich drops down to the canvas, pulling him down with a reverse neckbreaker. The fans rise to their feet, booing as loud as they can as Rich sits up on the canvas, an arrogant smirk etching it’s away across his face. Finally he rolls over on top of Kingdom, hooking his leg and burying his elbow to the throat of his opponent.

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Kingdom shoots his shoulder up off the canvas, rolling onto his side and in turn causing Rich to press himself up with his knees. He appears exsasperated, a tad insulted that he didn’t get the pin. Finally he rises to his feet and turns his back towards Kingdom who is still spread across the canvas. Suddenly he jumps into the air, turning in a completely corkscrew before coming down across the chest and stomach of Johnny. In response, a wave of scornful boos pour over the arena, Rich sitting up, smiling brighter than ever. He works his way upwards, placing his feet upon the canvas before his sights return to Johnny. Finally he grabs Johnny around the back of the head, pulling him up onto his knees by the hair. He quickly slugs him to the forehead, then does it once again. He finally steps around behind Johnny and drops to his knees, once again applying a reverse chin lock, drapping Kingdom’s neck over his shoulder. Johnny’s face becomes bright red as he once again tries to squirm his way free with all of his strength.

Jerry: Once again Rich is applying that reverse chin lock. Kingdom has his hands full in this match.

Tim: You sound shocked, you know Kingdom likes to hold a lot of things in his hands.

Jerry: Well I am shocked, for good reason. He’s wrestling Jon Rich for crying out loud.

Johnny shouts out in pain once again, Rich really trying to lock in the hold. Kingdom refuses to stay down, pushing himself upwards with all of his strength. Rich shakes his head, absolutely stunned that Johnny refuses to stay down, his jaw absolutely dropping. Suddenly Johnny spins out of it, getting behind the back of Rich and wrapping his arms around his waist from behind. The crowd stands up in anticipation as Kingdom pulls back, the referee watching him intently. Suddenly Jon mule kicks him to the testicles. Kingdom bends forward, grabbing himself and shouting in pain at the tremendous anguish in his lower region. Rich rushes forward quickly, bouncing off the ropes and charging back in. He lifts his arm into the air, when Kingdom steps under it and turns drastically. Johnny steps forward, wrapping his arms around the waist of Rich who begins to shake his head in fear. Kingdom falls in reverse, pulling Jon into the air and connecting with the German suplex. Rich slams hard into the canvas, grabbing the back of his head while Johnny rolls onto his knees, keeping the waist lock applied. Both reach their feet as Kingdom begins to lift him into the air when Rich reaches back with his legs, wrapping them around the waist of Johnny. The crowd begins to boo as Jon falls forward, pulling Kingdom with him over onto the canvas. He sits on top of the chest of Kingdom for a moment, holding the back of his legs in the pin. The referee steps in quickly, beginning a three count when Rich stands up, rising to his feet and grabbing the legs of Kingdom. He quickly jumps into the air and comes down with the back of his feet to the lower abdomen and groin area of Johnny. The fans rise to their feet, booing furiously while Rich gets onto his knees, sweeting heavily and wearing a bright smile.

Tim: Jon Rich is brilliant!

Jerry: How can you say attacking a man’s groin area is brilliant?

Tim: Well, that’s the type of fighting I used in high school.

Jerry: Tim, did you get a lot of wedgies during your academic career?

Tim: (Timidly, in shame) Swirly’s mostly. I don’t get it, you’d think the President of the Audio Visual Club would get some damn respect.

Jerry: Well, it does mean you have something in common with Jon Rich.

Johnny rolls onto his side, slouching over his lower abdomen while Rich rises to his feet, starting towards Kingdom. He steps within inches of him when Kingdom reaches up and wraps his leg around Rich’s, bending him forward and grabbing him by the back of the head. He rolls Jon over into a small package, the entire arena rising to it’s feet, watching closely.

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Rich kicks out. Kingdom rolls onto his hands and knees, rising to his feet while holding himself as Jon stands up as well, moving in closely. He throws a hard punch at the face of Kingdom who steps under it suddenly. He swings around, wrapping his arms around the waist of Rich. Jon is shocked before Kingdom falls backwards, throwing Rich over with the release German suplex. Jon slams face first into the canvas, bouncing back up onto his knees. He looks around in a dazed state before crashing face first onto the canvas. Johnny continues to hold himself as he rolls around on the canvas, finally getting up onto his elbow and knee. The fans are cheering as loud as they can at this sight while Kingdom stands up, moving towards Rich and grabbing him by the shoulder. He quickly rolls him over onto his back, placing his elbow to the throat of Rich while still trying to hold his privates area.

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No! Rich gets his shoulder up at the last second. He rolls onto his side, causing Kingdom to push himself up onto his knees. He shakes his head in a state of complete and utter shock.

Tim: Oh thank God! I thought Rich was done for there!

Jerry: Kingdom seemed to be thinking the exact same thing.

Johnny rises to his feet quickly, reaching down and grabbing Rich by the back of the head. He pulls him to his feet and then drags his head into his arm pit, setting up for the Exodus Finale. Johnny quickly lifts Rich into the air when Jon floats over, landing on his feet behind his back. Rich quickly rushes at Kingdom who side steps him. He catches Jon in a side buster position when Rich suddenly fkloats up and over his shoulder. Rich lands on his feet behind the back of Kingdom who turns around and walks right into a kick to the midsection. Johnny quickly bends Rich forward into a front facelock, once again setting up for the Exodus Finale. The fans cheer as he lifts Rich who wraps his leg around Kingdom’s, keeping him from delivering the manuever. Johnnny attempts to deliver the manuever once again only for Rich to hold on for a second time, keeping their legs wrapped around one another. Finally Jon throws a right hand into Kingdom’s ribs, followed by another. Johnny’s face lock weakens while Rich connects with a knee to his ribs now. Rich suddenly turns his body around, staying in Kingdom’s face lock for a moment to transition into a reverse neckbreaker position. He suddenly reaches out and grabs the arm of Kingdom, pulling it across his throat and setting up for the Get Rich Quick (cobra clutch ace crusher).

Tim: Oh what a counter into the Get Rich Quick!

Jerry: I can’t believe this. We may be seeing the end of this back and forth contest!

Suddenly Kingdom wakes up, pulling his arms free and turning quite quickly around to face Rich who spins around a second later. Johnny quickly kicks him to the gut and pulls his head into his armpit. He quickly lifts Rich into the air, grabbing him by the back of the tights and then pulling him down head first into the canvas with the Exodus Finale! (Brainbuster DDT)

Jerry: Yes! What a counter!! What a counter!!!

Tim: You son of a bitch Kingdom! How did you do it!?! No! No!!!

Hurse looks like he is having a nervous breakdown on the outside of the ring, rushing back and forth, smacking his hands on the canvas in a state of absolute fury. The fans are standing on their feet, going insane as well. They are all on their feet, putting their hands together in a state of complete and utter shock, knowing this could be the end. Rich looks out of it on the canvas, his eyes having rolled to the back of his head. Kingdom rolls over onto the body of Rich, pinning his shoulders to the canvas. The referee slides in, making the count quickly.

Jerry: Do something Hurse! Do something!!

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The entire arena jumps in joy, the bell sounding in the background, signaling the end of this brutal one on one encounter. Kingdom rises to his knees, looking exasperated, as if Rich took him to the very limits tonight. The referee helps him stand as Kingdom leans upon him for support. The crowd has no problems standing though, they jump up and down, clapping loudly and screaming Kingdom’s name.

Jerry: Johnny Kingdom has done it! By God yes he has done it tonight!! He has beaten Jon Rich one on one in the center of that very ring in a very back and forth contest.

Tim: I thought Rich had Kingdom when he got him into the set up for the Get Rich Quick, yet somehow Johnny shocked us all here tonight by obtaining a great victory. That bastard.

Rich finally seems to have snapped out of it, lying on the canvas in a state of pure shock. Hurse stands on the outside of the ring with his hands on top of his head, shaking it back in forth in a state of complete disbelief, refusing to believe that his protégé was just bested by his former best friend. Wake Up plays over the PA system while Kingdom’s hand is being held up in the air by the referee, the crowd still shouting his name. Rich gets all the way to his feet somehow, gripping the back of his head as he mumbles to himself, perhaps trying to figure out how he was beaten. After a moment or two his eyes turn towards Kingdom, who has turned and is staring at him intently. The fans watch closely, wondering what is going to happen next. Finally after much tension, Rich steps forward and extends his hand. Obviously he intends to show his respect for the brutal one on one performance they just encountered. He has a sincere expression on his face, sweat pouring from his distraugthen facial features. Finally Kingdom extends his hand outward, and to a great showing of humidity, shakes the hand of his defeated opponent. Hurse looks as if he’s having a canniption fit on the outside of the ring, slamming his hands on the apron and shouting at Rich not to do it. Kingdom and Rich look at one another in respect over eachother’s abilities.

Jerry: And what a showing of respect between Jon Rich and Johnny Kingdom.

Tim: I never thought I’d see something like this in a million years.

Johnny releases the hand of his opponent, turning away and walking off while Rich watches on, nodding his head a tad bit disapointed. Hurse now slides into the ring, getting up into the face of Rich, showing a huge amount of anger and intesnity as he lunges at Jon. He shoves him backwards violently, nearly taking Rich off of his feet. Jon now steps up into his mentor’s face, questioning what in the hell he thinks he’s doing, yet gets no response from Hurse who is shouting incoherantly into his face. Finally Hurse slaps Jon across the face, knocking sweat off of his face and from his mouth. Rich takes a step back, looking shocked and betrayed by what just occurred. Suddenly Johnny Kingdom lunges back into the scene, shoving Hurse down to the canvas with all of his strength. Hurse looks shocked and terrified as he rolls across the canvas, landing on his hands and knees and staring at Johnny like a deer stuck in between headlights. Kingdom looks down at Hurse condascendingly while Rich turns towards him, still looking infuriated over what just occurred. Kingdom continues to stare downward at Rich as he turns and nods in the direction of Jon Rich. He quickly turns and kicks Jon to the gut, grabbing him by the back of the head and dragging him into a front facelock. A mixed response roars through the arena as Kingdom drags Rich into the air and then pulls him violently down to the canvas with the Exodus Finale. Jon bounces off the canvas and sits up, looking to be unconscious it seems.

Tim: What the hell was that for!?!

Jerry: I thought Kingdom and Rich were showing respect to eachother.

Kingdom springs back to his feet, smirking as he rests his sights upon the battered Jon Rich. Hurse pulls himself up by utilizing the ropes, reaching his feet and giving Johnny a long hard stare. It appears that violence is about to break out between them, the crowd standing and cheering, having waited for this moment for a long time.

Jerry: I’ve been dying to see this, Johnny Kingdom and Hurse going one on one.

Tim: So he’s going to attack Jon Rich now too? Has he lost it!?!

Kingdom and Hurse’s fist are clinched, but instead of throwing punches they just stand there, perhaps savoring this moment. Suddenly Johnny Kingdom grows a large grin, his face lighting up at the same time as Hurse’s. The Team Leader steps forward, extending his hand and shaking it with Hurse, who is absolutely laughing his ass off. The fans are on their feet, looking disgusted and shocked, unwilling to accept what they’ve just witnessed.

Jerry: Nooooo! This can’t be, this just can’t be!

Tim: I’m just as surprised about this as you are Jerry! I have no idea what is going on. Maybe I shouldn’t have had those shrooms before I came to work tonight.

Kingdom continues to laugh, enjoying every second of this period in time. The crowd boos, shaking their heads, disgraced by the man they just began to trust. Johnny looks around at every one of their faces, amused by their reactions. Hurse reaches into his pants pocket, moving forward slowly. He now removes a black t-shirt, holding it out to Johnny Kingdom who hesitantly takes it from his hand. The fans are still booing as loud as they can as Kingdom unfolds the shirt and then slides it over his body. Even louder, more shocked boos escalate from the stands as Kingdom reveals that it’s a “Creative Control” t-shirt, with the words, Your Team Leader spread down the back in bold white print.

Jerry: What!?! This is unbelievable! Infathomable.

Tim: Johnny Kingdom has joined The Unity! I never saw it coming!!

Hurse steps towards Kingdom, patting him on the back in celebration as Jon Rich lies on the canvas, still out of it. Johnny can no longer control his anger, moving forward and stepping over the body of Rich. He grabs him by the hair, holding his head up and beginning to lay into him with right hand after right hand. The fans, are on their feet in protest, begging Johnny to change his mind, to stop. Hurse moves forward quickly as Kingdom allows Rich’s head to fall back to the canvas. Jon has now been busted open over the eye as Hurse begins to stomp him to the forehead and chest. He finally drops down to the canvas, grabbing Rich by the throat and choking him. He places his other hand over Rich’s throat as well, strangling the life from his body. Jon’s legs kick into the air while the referee tries to interefere only to be kicked to the gut by Johnny who grabs him by the back of the head and pants. He quickly rushes him at the ropes and throws him through to the outside of the ring. The referee smacks into the mats hard before Johnny Kingdom turns back towards Rich, telling Hurse to move aside. The Master of Control does so as Kingdom grabs Rich by the back of the head and pulls him to his feet. Jon can barely stand as Johnny places Rich’s arm in a hammerlock before charging him towards the turnbuckle. Rich flies through the top and middle rope, connecting shoulder first with the ringpost. Jon shouts in pain, leaning against the turnbuckle while Hurse tosses Kingdom something else from his full pockets. It appears to be a metal chain which Johnny quickly wraps around his fist, waiting for Rich to turn around. Jon can barely even stand as he turns around, staggering away from the turnbuckle. Kingdom now steps forward and blasts him across the face with the chain. Jon immediately spills onto his back, his face completely covered in blood now.

Jerry: Come on, enough is enough Johnny Kingdom! Hurse already betrayed him, as did the rest of the Unity, let that be enough.

Tim: There’s never enough when it comes to the Unity.

Hurse begins to stomp Rich to the forehead repeatedly, even further busting him open, blood splattering from the head of Jon. The crowd boos even more as the 500 lb, Ingo Shesaki wabbles his way to the ring in an expensive gray suit. He steps over the ropes and moves towards Johnny Kingdom who turns towards Rich and spits in his face. He finally turns towards Ingo and motions for him to do something. Shesaki shows no emotion as he turns towards Rich. He reaches down, grabbing him by the hair and pulling his bloody body to it’s feet. Shesaki quickly lifts him up onto his shoulders, stepping to the center of the ring as he stares out at the crowd from behind a pear of expensive shades. He quickly whips Jon’s legs around into what appears to be an F-5, but instead underhooks both of his arms. Rich is pulled down to the canvas with a version of the pedigree. He bounces off high into the air before turning and dropping back first onto the canvas, appearing to be absolutely out of it now. The crowd shows nothing more than disgust for the trio in the ring. Kingdom stands over Jon Rich now, extending his arms out to his sides, basking in the hatred from the crowd. Shesaki and Hurse steps up behind him, lifting Johnny into the air on top of their shoulders. Johnny chuckles as he’s held high above the ring, looking back and forth at the fans with a huge chip on his shoulder.

Jerry: Words cannot express, the shock in which is flowing through my body right now.

Tim: This is one of the most shocking turn of events in ULW history, it has to be.

Jerry: Johnny Kingdom has joined The Unity, he hasn’t changed whatsoever.

Tim: Yeah. Isn’t it great!

Rich lies a bloody mess stretched across the canvas, appearing to be completely unconcious. Johnny is still being held high in the air by a smirking Hurse, and a grimmacing Ingo Shesaki,


Backstage

(The scene opens with Chapel and Demona somewhere long outside the arena, they are in a dark field somewhere on the outskirts of town and sitting on top of a hill overlooking the busy city lights.)

Demona:
How are your injuries?

Chapel:
Good, thank you.

Demona:
… It was close huh?

Chapel:
Very…For a second I thought I had lost you…

Demona:
Just a second?

Chapel:
Yes… I still had a meaning to live…So I knew you were alive, I wasn’t going to lose you, not now, not like that.

Demona:
It does ask the question though?

Chapel:
What question was that?

Demona:
Who was in the trunk of that car?

(Chapel looks at Demona who just smiles, not really caring who was there, she hugs Chapel who seems happy to have her back, yet the questions still remains…Who was in the car?)

Back In the arena

Jerry Walters:
Thats a good question Tim...Who was in that car?

Tim May:
Maybe it was nobody?

Jerry Walters:
No, no, there was somebody in that trunk, no doubt about it....Well, seems this little mystery is far from over, but lets get back to the action as our next match is about to begin


Stevie ‘Heartbreaker’ James Vs Jason Seagreen

Jerry: The time has come ladies and gentlemen. This is it, this is sure to be a great battle.

Tim: Yeah, I’m sure it will be, seeing as both men are still recooperating from injuries and neither have been in the ring in an awfully long time.

Jerry: I’m talking about the history and intensity behind this. Seagreen has been forcing Stevie to do the Network’s bidding for weeks before Sheryl’s return. And now, finally, Stevie James gets the chance to obtain revenge.

Tim: This match is completely unfair and Sheryl knows it.

Stevie James’ entrance music erupts from the PA system. Amidst a huge wave of cheers the people rise to their feet, clapping their hands together at the sight of none other than Stevie James who emerges from the backstage area, an explosion of pyrotechnics emanating from the stage at both his sides, sending multi-colored sparks high into the air.

Jerry: This is a great moment ladies and gentlemen. After being away from the ring for an excrutiating amount of time, Stevie James will finally set foot in the ring once again.

Tim: Look at how healthy he looks, Seagreen is in so much trouble.

Stevie James continues down the ramp, looking absolutely pumped up to be going one on one with Jason Seagreen. A bandage is placed over the back of his head from the devestating cane shots from Seagreen a few weeks back. The fans are bent over the barricades, trying to grab a hold of him as Stevie slaps a few of their hands. He returns to the middle of the ramp, looking at the ring, a place he hasn’t been in months. He takes a step forward when Ingo Shesaki blindsides him from behind, driving a forearm into the back of his head. The crowd erupts into boos as Stevie is knocked forward, rolling across the mats, completely caught off gaurd. Shesaki stands in place for a moment, fixing the collar of his coat before moving forward in the direction of the down Stevie James.

Jerry: Hey! What the hell is Ingo Shesaki doing here!?!

Tim: Ha! I knew Jason Seagreen would have a contingency plan.

Jerry: This is the biggest pile of shit I’ve seen since Runaway Bride.

Stevie gets to his feet as Ingo grabs him by the wrist and uses all of his strength to whip him towards the steel steps. Stevie James turns and slams back first against the steel steps, shouting in pain as he drops down to his knees, looking to be in a great deal of pain. Shesaki quickly moves towards Stevie, grabbing him by the hair and pulling him to his feet. He rolls him into the ring as quickly as he can before pulling himself up onto the apron. Stevie James gets to his feet, hunched over and looking to be in a lot of pain through his back. He suddenly steps forward and connects with a superkick to the chin of Ingo Shesaki. The fans respond with a wave of cheers as Ingo is taken off of the apron, crashing back first onto it and then rolling off. He crashes onto the mats upon his hands and knees, looking to be knocked through a loop. The fans are cheering Stevie James who spins around in a circle, clinching his fist and smirking when a steel chair connects with his forehead. The entire arena jump out of their seats, booing as loud as they can at none other than Jason Seagreen. The referee is busy shouting at Ingo at ringside as Seagreen stands in the ring in a black Aidias jobbing suit. He throws the chair out of the ring as Stevie lies upon the canvas, holding his forehead which has been busted open. James rolls onto his side, bits of blood dripping onto the canvas from his forehead while Seagreen calls for the referee to turn around. The official follows orders bregrudgingly.

Jerry: This is wrong! Stevie James is about to lose his General Manager position thanks to Ingo Shesaki and a steel chair weilded by Jason Seagreen.

Tim: Seagreen was merely evening up the odds.

Jason drops down to the canvas, pinning the shoulders of Stevie James to the canvas. The referee relunctantly drops down to the canvas, beginning the count. Seagreen keeps on pinning him with one arm, acting as if he’s yawning and stretching with the other.

1

2

Seagreen suddenly rises to his knees, grabbing the hair of Stevie and holding his head up. He shakes his head, indicating that he’d rather continue the beating. Seagreen gets to his feet and pulls Stevie up with him. James is bleeding perfusely, blood flowing in buckets down his face as Seagreen pulls him all the way up. He quickly kicks Stevie to the gut, causing him to bend forward as he grabs the hair of James. He throws a hard right into his forehead, followed by another. Stevie takes a few steps in reverse, looking to be in a lot of pain after the vicious chair shot and the attack from behind, perpetuated by the now standing Ingo Shesaki at ringside.

Tim: This is great, Seagreen is out to embarrass Stevie James, he just doesn’t want to pin him, he wants to put him to shame.

Jerry: This is disgusting, that’s all I have to say.

Seagreen backs into the ropes, bouncing off of them and charging at Stevie who is barely able to stand, suffering from a lot of pain and now a loss of blood. Jason takes him down to the canvas with a double axehandle across his bloody forehead. Jason looks back and forth at the fans then lifts his arm into the air and drops it across the chest of Stevie James whose body bounces into the air as a result. He now rolls onto his side, bleeding heavily while Seagreen stands up, unsure of what to do next. A huge grin forms upon his face however as he turns towards Stevie James and drops down to the canvas. He interlocks the legs of Stevie James around his very own, applying a figure four leg lock to a huge wave of boos from the sold out crowd. Stevie sits up, covered in blood and shouting at the top of his lungs in pain. Seagreen wears a huge grin on his face, truly proud over what he is doing. Stevie shouts at the top of his lungs, rolling onto his side and flailing his arms wildly, desperately reaching for the ropes. Seagreen merely chuckles at the sight of his desperation, enjoying the blood flowing from the scalp of his opponent. Stevie begins to breath heavily, trying to fight through this when he starts to turn, pulling a shocked Seagreen with him. Jason shakes his head, unable to believe what is happening, and trying to block the reversal with all of his strength. The crowd positively erupts as Stevie reverses the figure four, locking Seagreen in his own submission hold. Jason shakes his head back and forth, shouting at the top of his lungs while a bloody Stevie works to keep the hold applied. Finally Jason pulls his legs free, dropping down to the canvas and crawling forward. He drops to the canvas, grabbing his knee and grinding his teeth in pain while Stevie James pulls himself up one of the turnbuckle. He is still covered in his own blood as Seagreen begins to stand up behind him.

Tim: I can’t believe it! How is Stevie James still fighting!?!

Jerry: That’s a very good question, it all comes down to heart and determination, two things that Stevie has.

Tim: I saw Seagreen show heart and determination when he tried to take the head of Stevie James off with that steel chair.

Jason gets back to his feet, turning towards Stevie who jumps into the air, landing feet first on the top rope. He quickly sprints off and turns in mid air, connecting with a double axehandle to the face of Seagreen. Both men drop down to the canvas, Stevie landing across his back and looking to be in a lot of pain still. Blood fills his face before he suddenly nips up, landing upon both feet with Seagreen getting onto his hands and knees. The entire arena rises to it’s feet, going insane at the sight of Stevie tapping into his second wind. Seagreen reaches his feet when Stevie steps in and connects with the superkick right beneath his jaw. Jason is nearly knocked out of his shoes as he plummits back first onto the canvas like a falling tree. The fans stand in appreciation, everyone of them clapping as loud as they can and cheering for Stevie James who is moving towards the turnbuckle.

Jerry: This is it ladies and gentlemen! It’s just about over!!

Tim: This can’t be happening, Seagreen hit Stevie with a freaking steel chair for crying out loud. How is he already about to be pinned?

Jerry: Well for one Seagreen is a fat blob of a human being, plus he’s not a wrestler, and third, he just sucks in general.

Stevie James steps towards the turnbuckle, scaling it as quickly as he can. Blood flows from his forehead, pouring down his chest, yet he keeps going, fighting his way upwards. He finally reaches the top rope, turning towards the down Jason Seagreen who has been completely knocked out via the superkick. He takes a long look out over the fans and then stands up. The crowd responds with cheers, knowing what is about to transpire when a steel chair cracks into the spine of Stevie James. The arena becomes infuriated at the sight of none other than Nathan Creed, who is standing back with a large grin on his face. Stevie spills off of the turnbuckle and crashes back first onto the ring, his blood flying into the air, mixed with his sweat.

Jerry: Damnit, what the hell is this!?! Nathan Creed just came out of nowhere and drilled Stevie James with a steel chair!

Tim: Everyone is out here getting their hands on Stevie James.

Seagreen slowly crawls across the ring towards Stevie James who is completely out cold. Jason looks to be on the verge of La La Land as he finally reaches the bloody Stevie James, placing his arm over his chest. Nathan Creed drops off the apron wearing a huge grin on his face as he backs up the ramp with the same steel chair in his hand. The fans are booing him as loudly as they possibly can while Seagreen lies on top of Stevie James, both men out of it. The referee slides in and makes the count.

1

2

3!

The fans respond with a gigantic wave of boos, all of them standing and demanding vengeance for what they just witnessed. Seagreen is barely able to form coherant thoughts it seems yet still rises to his knees, holding his arms up in the air in celebration. He quickly reaches for his sore chin, looking to be in a lot of pain.

Jerry: Damnit! This is sick, Jason Seagreen just became the new General Manager of the ULW! He’s got an official title and in the process has cost Stevie James his job. This is morally reprehensible.

Tim: Morality means nothing to the Unity.

Jerry: How the hell do you know! Nobody knows what they stand for you blithering idiot!

Tim: No need to get so pissy man.

Nathan Creed stands at the top of the ramp, nodding his head and grinning. No one seems to know his reasoning for attacking Stevie James yet boo him nonetheless. Seagreen continues to rest on his knees as Ingo steps over the ropes and enters the ring. He moves towards Jason and helps the battered General Manager to his feet. Seagreen leans against the side of Ingo’s body, rubbing his jaw in a great deal of pain. Feeling the effects of that brutal superkick and the axehandle off the top rope. The crowd is standing, booing as loud as they can at the sight in the ring, Stevie James lying on the canvas, bleeding from the head and still looking to be out of it after the devestating shot from the steel chair weilded by Nathan Creed.


Backstage

(The scene opens in the backstage area, Orlando is seen sitting on a steel fold up chair his eyes focused at the great nothingness in front of him, his mind on the biggest match of his life, the 90ft steel structure named the Weapons Lair. His hands are clasped in front of him and he breathes deeply when suddenly his door opens, he looks up and stands to his feet, his eyes now glaring. The camera turns and standing across from him is the Unity’s future, the man named Nathan Creed. The two ego’s just stand face to face, a smile on Creed’s face showing he knows he is disrupting Cruze’s focus.)

Creed:
Just thought I’d come and wish you good luck…

Orlando:
I don’t need your wishes for tonight…

Creed:
Well you have them anyway.

Orlando:
Why?

Creed:
Because I want you to win that title and hold it till December, so that when I win the Slam Bam Cup and beat 15 other wrestlers to do so…Ill be able to face you in the glass chamber and not just beat you 1…2…3, but do it for the World Heavyweight title as well!!!

Orlando:
Oh don’t worry Nathan…I’ll be winning that title and ill have it over Christmas…But you won’t EVER be the man that takes it from me…Although I assume this means I can expect to win this without interference?

Creed:
Oh Orlando, don’t you worry, this time, there will be no disturbing you, like I said I want to beat YOU for it, not anyone else…But we will see, we will see…Good Luck Cruze.

(Creed smiles before turning and walking from the room, the camera turns back to Orlando who just jumps on the spot stretching his neck, the information that the Unity wont be there adding to his confidence as he prepares for the Weapons Lair.)


Back in the arena

Jerry Walters:
What does Nathan Creed think he is doing?

Tim May:
He is wishing Cruze luck Jerry, whats wrong with that?

Jerry Walters:
He is disturbing his focus he knows it as well!!! I just hope Orlando has his game plan set, but tonight ladies and gentleman we have a huge match coming, Conrad Gray Vs AWOL...


Recap…

(The heavy start to Godsmack’s awake hits the speakers as the picture shows the two men being advertised for there Bloody Massacre match up, suddenly the beat stops and the computerised pictures of them next to each other fade and a heavy drum beat is heard, the picture getting closer and closer to a bloody and unconscious AWOL only seconds after he was hit by the semi-truck. Suddenly the beat livens up again and AWOL is seen beating down various people in his matches of past including his win over The Lethal Weapon.)

Jerry Walters:
AWOL, one of the world legendary figures.

(Suddenly the chorus ends and the heavy guitar work of the song goes living just the heavy beat of the drum again, this time Conrad Gray is seen in a dark room gagged and tied up, blood flowing from his head, around him a psychotic AWOL stalks.)

AWOL:
Do you feel big now?

(The words trigger the return of the beat and a heavy guitar as a hideous laugh beckons from AWOL, he is then shown beating more of the High Rollers and people who had tried to stop him, suddenly the chorus hits and scenes of a smiling AWOL are shown as Sheryl looks up in horror at her brother hung on a cross, his face ripped to shread’s the chorus plays again a smiling face of AWOL being slowly replaced by the bloody one hit by the semi-truck. With that the drum beat comes in a mellow beat bursting from the speakers as suddenly months later Conrad Gray is seen stepping back out into the arena, the scene skipping with every beat suddenly the tone lowers completely and Conrad is seen raising the mic. His words loud over the faint music now.)

Conrad:
….I’m Back

(With that the chorus hits again and Conrad is seen in various shots including a few of him hitting AWOL while in his coma with the Gray drop, slapping him and angrily shouting in his face, over the music the beat of AWOL’s monitor begins to sound to the repeat of the chorus, the last tones then fade from the violence and focus on AWOL lying in his bed, unprotected, his eyes shut, his heart monitor is going crazy, a bunch of flowers lays across his chest as the camera pans up to the face of Conrad Gray)

Conrad:
Hello….Old Friend!

(The song then fades out as Conrad is seen smiling in the ring from last weeks attack on AWOL.)


One Night Only Match
Conrad Gray Vs AWOL

Jerry Walters:
This could be a very disturbing piece of footage coming up now ladies and gentleman, if your at a nervous disposition please I would say to go make yourself something to eat or drink and watch the highlights another time on Channel 69…

Tim May:
Why!?! Why do that? This is going to be great Jerry, to long have I sat here and watched AWOL and Daemon Frost make a mockery of the REAL talent in this federation…I still haven’t forgotten about what they done to me all that time ago Jerry!?!

Jerry Walters:
What and you wish this upon AWOL? Upon Vivian? You think this I right, just, do you think this is correct vengeance?

Tim May:
Why the hell not!?! AWOL would have done it if he was given the chance

Jerry Walters:
….

(Suddenly ‘Awake’ by Godsmack hits, the theme music to the match blast over the speakers, a theme music that happens to be AWOL’s music also, the fans rise to there feet and look up the ramp at the curtained off area, nothing seems to happen at first, then suddenly the curtains open and the fans cheer loudly as movement comes from the back, but it fast becomes obvious, this is going to be no cheering affair, six medical personnel begin pulling a bed from the back and bringing it down the ramp, the cheers turning more into a silence. Was this really going to happen? They reach the ring and with a count lift AWOL onto the apron. Two men enter the ring and lift him under the arms before dragging him into the centre of the ring, whispers can be heard circulating the arena now, people expecting to see AWOL rise, or for this to be one big hoax…But nothing.)

Jerry Walters:
Oh god I don’t believe this is really happening!?!

Tim May:
Look at him, look at him! So god damn pathetic!

(Suddenly Mo’ Money Mo’ Problems hits and the fans rise to there feet in absolute hatred, the boos and jeers are more aggressive then ever and the arena seems to be shaking from the noise level of the fans, as if trying to boo Conrad from being able to come out to the ring, like a noise defence to help AWOL, but to no effect, the curtain opens and Conrad walks out a smile on his face, his t-shirt reads “AWOL, the weapon who is about to become…Obsolete!” suddenly Baumann walks out from behind him and the hatred of the fans just seems to grow, Conrad stops at the top of the ramp his arms raised to the skies fireworks shooting out from all directions as the 79,000 plus do all they can to keep him at bay. Conrad just looks around at them all, shaking his head, he walks down the ramp followed by his bodyguard who stops at the bottom and looks back up the ramp his arms crossed his eyes waiting for the first signs of Vivian! Conrad just climbs up the steps and enters the ring walking slowly up to AWOL his face cocky and his smile one of confidence.)

Jerry Walters:
This is so sick, sick damn it!

Tim May:
NO! NO! This is payback!

Jerry Walters:
…I can’t condone what AWOL done back then, but this is far to far, what the hell…Tim, what does Conrad want you for?

(Tim just shrugs and puts his headset down before walking to the apron, Conrad opens the ropes for him and orders him in the ring, Tim May just looks on confused, suddenly Conrad issues him to stomp on AWOL!?! The fans are throwing a frenzy as May smiles in delight, he can’t believe Conrad is being so good to him, he walks over to AWOL and points in his face before stomping on the man, his short little announcer legs just pounding into the ribs of AWOL, Conrad then stops him and tells him to head for the top rope, Tim looks a little shocked at this gesture and tries explaining he hasn’t done it before, Conrad just smugly tells him to do it anyway before leaning in the opposite corner and watching. Tim gradually gets to the top rope and looks a little worried up top before flying off and hitting AWOL with a big body splash right in the middle of the ring! Conrad just claps him and allows Tim to leave the ring asking the audience to applaud him. But the appalled fans just boo the house down, the anguish gradually growing.)

Jerry Walters:
This is so sick, I’m actually ashamed to be here right now, the legend that is AWOL is being destroyed here by these animals, these… I don’t even know what to say, nothing I can think off is a bad enough description!

(Tim goes back to his seat and allows Conrad to stomp on AWOL himself, suddenly though the sound of “Imaginery” by Evanescence plays over the speaker system, the fans suddenly go nuts as Vivian storms from the back, she is looking tired, but angry, hyped, she charges down the ramp and right at Baumann who tastes her bitter clothesline, she then looks up at a shocked and scared Conrad, she charges and slides in the ring but Conrad slides out the opposite side, she follows suit and chases him in the ring but as she follows Conrad back to the ramp side of the ring Baumann leaps up from the apron area and clotheslines her to the safety mats before lifting her up onto his shoulder and slamming her back first into the ring post!! Baumann just smiles and stands over her holding her under the chin forcing her to watch the onslaught about to begin. Conrad just shouts at her now acting like the big man with Vivian held and unable to move, AWOL is still out of it and Conrad just kneels over him landing a huge number of right hands before getting to his feet and then dropping a fast elbow across his chest and another… He smiles further as Sheryl appears from the top of the ramp, to a louder amount of boos, she has security guards all around her and a mic in hand.)

Jerry Walters:
What the hell is this now?

Tim May:
Oh god I love this family, why wasn’t I born a Gray?

Jerry Walters:
I don’t know, you’re just as low as they are!!!

Sheryl:
VIVIAN…Oh no…Not tonight, I think you have had enough spotlight for one night.

(Baumann holds her still causing her to face Sheryl, still unable to move from the bodyguards hold.)

Sheryl:
No bitch…Tonight this happens whether you like it or not!

(Sheryl walks down the ramp and slowly steps toward Vivian a grin on her face and a twinkle in her eye, one that gives off an evil not gothic, but unmatchable on many levels, an intelligent evil.)

Sheryl:
Vivian…This match is compliments of the Gray’s to send AWOL on his long trip to hell…There will be NO INTERFERENCE!!!! Take her away!

(The fans are booing as Vivian is taken by the security officials and forced into the back, she tries to fight away, but the guards are to many, Sheryl just smiles at her brother who gives her a salute before telling Baumann he can leave. The bodyguard just heads with Sheryl up the ramp following the guards who take Vivian into the locker room area.)

Jerry Walters:
WHAT!?! Sheryl just made this match no interference, what the hell, how much more sickening are they going to make this!?! Now there is no hope for AWOL, no hope at all!

Tim May:
There wasn’t anyway…AWOL is getting his payback!

(Conrad just begins jumping on his toes around the ring as a boxer would in a sparing session, ducking and weaving before suddenly hitting a very quick elbow on the former world champion, he gets back to his feet again and covers AWOL,
1…
2…
No, Conrad lifts AWOL’s shoulder of the ground and mockingly sits there in disbelief his face constantly smiling, he gets back up and walks to the turnbuckle before jumping to the middle rope, he slaps his elbow then jumps off driving it across the forehead of AWOL before again covering,
1…
2…
Conrad lifts his shoulder again, the referee is going mad at Conrad, nearly as angry about this match as Jerry Walters is, Conrad just shakes his head and moves his finger from side to side at the fans, he drags AWOL into the corner and props him on the lowest turnbuckle before walking across the ring and running back at AWOL hitting a big bronco buster his hand on the top rope as he bounces up and down on AWOL’s chest! He gets off and raises his arms to the air before turning in a full circle in the middle of the ring the fans booing him so loud its unbelievable. He grabs AWOL’s leg and drags him back in the centre of the ring before ordering the referee to pick him up, the official looks shocked and instantly refuses, Conrad looks furious and threatens his job, then orders him to pick AWOL up again, the official reluctantly forces the deadweight of AWOL of the ground with a struggle, Conrad just grabs the man by the jaw then kicks him in the stomach before hitting a cheap version of the Stone cold stunner that knocks AWOL right back down to the mat. Conrad then gets back to his feet once more and walks to the turnbuckle before climbing it to the top and taunting the fans who are going mad with abuse…Suddenly he jumps off hitting a huge Gray job right across the chest of AWOL.)

Jerry Walters:
That’s the Gray drop, the big elbow from the top, now please…Let this end.

Tim May:
A no holds barred match and you think Conrad is going to let it lay there? I mean come on Jerry, he ripped Conrad’s face apart…Do you think Conrad is going to be happy settling for a elbow drop no matter how well hit the move is?

Jerry Walter:
This is sick, Sheryl can expect my resignation at the end of this event, I cant be apart of this.

(Conrad rolls out of the ring and smiles at a few members of the crowd just hoping he gets within punching range, but Conrad just holds his nose to them and then waves them the finger before laughing hysterically, he goes under the ring and suddenly pulls out a steel folding chair before rolling back in the ring and walking tauntingly around the body of AWOL…He smiles and taunts the fans again before lifting the chair in the air but as he does AWOL MOVESSS!!! THE FORMER CHAMPION SUDDENLY SLAMS A FIST INTO THE GROIN OF CONRAD!!!! Gray falls to his knees and drops the chair to an eruption of cheers and screams as AWOL begins to move, he moves his hand but can’t seem to get any movement from the rest of his body, the fans are chanting him on and doing all they can to make as much noise as possible, he manages to get some strength into his arms and slowly drags himself to the ropes, his head still spinning and his eyesight still not 100%.)

Jerry Walters:
OH MY GOD!!! OH MY GOD!!! AWOL IS BACK! HE IS BACK! HE IS ON HIS FEET!!!! CONRAD MAY HAVE JUST SIGNED HIS OWN DEATH WARRANT!!!

Tim May:
SHIT!!! AWOL can’t be…he…he is back…But look…he can hardly move!

Jerry Walters:
That has to be the effects of the coma, he has been gone so long his body has no energy, its common in those effected, oh my, I don’t believe this is going to happen, not only is Conrad going to torture him, now he can do it to man who can scream and cry while he applies the torture!

(Conrad manages to get back to one knee and instantly grabs the chair before looking over in a mix of anger, shock and fear at the movement of AWOL once more, the former world champion has grabbed the second rope and is painfully trying to get back to his feet, Conrad enraged just charges at him but AWOL sees him coming and throws himself out of the ring away from the CEO of the ULW causing Conrad to smash the chair off the mat slamming it into his own face knocking him back toward the centre of the ring before knocking him to the mat. AWOL is grunting in pain as he crawls to the steel steps and places his arms on the top of it forcing himself up, his legs just remaining limp. He sits on the stairs rubbing hard at his knee joints, but he looks across to see Conrad back up on his feet shacking the cobwebs from his shot, he looks across at AWOL in anger and then realises what’s going on…He smiles again at the lack of mobility in AWOL and walks out through the ropes behind AWOL!!!!!! The former world champion cannot even turn to face him as Conrad goes under the apron again. He pulls out a Steel chain and smiles as the fans boo him loudly, he walks up behind AWOL wrapping around his throat and pulling hard around the ends of it choking AWOL viciously while shouting trash in his ear, he lets go of the choke and allows AWOL to choke the air up out of his lungs, but not for long as he wraps the chain around AWOL’s neck again but this times ties it the steel ring post holding AWOL in place on the steps while stuck against the steel, he rolls back in the ring and grabs the steel chair before holding it in the air and slapping his hand against the seat.)

Jerry Walters:
Oh my…Oh my, I hope Conrad doesn’t have planned what I think he does!?!

Tim May:
Conchairto against the steel ringpost! I love it, Conrad is so god damn clever!

Jerry Walters:
Conrad is going to make sure AWOL is put right back in a fucking coma!!

(AWOL is looking on in horror as Conrad rolls out the ring in front of him steel chair in hand, he points at AWOL and trash talks him some more before swinging the chair but before he can make contact one of AWOL’s legs shoots up and kicks Conrad one more time in the groin! The CEO just falls to his knee and AWOL wraps his arms around the ring post untying the chain from his neck and getting his breathe back before rolling himself back in the ring to a safe distance, he still has no strength in his legs and crawls across to the far side of the ring sitting himself up in the turnbuckle again rubbing at his knee’s. Conrad just gets back up and looks at AWOL with more anger through the ropes, he climbs onto the apron and watches as AWOL finally rises to his feet using the ropes as a support to hold him up, Conrad just enters the ring and runs at him but AWOL suddenly lunges forward hitting Conrad with such a huge clothesline that Gray’s head nearly come right off!!! Conrad drops to the mat and AWOL falls to it, instantly he begins crawling to the nearest ropes again, Conrad just rolls out of the ring holding his head in pain the shock of the move taking its toll. AWOL clambers back to his feet and holds the top rope like it was his only friend, on the outside Conrad has got back up, he rolls in the ring and more cautiously this time approaches AWOL, he gets in arms reach and AWOL swings with his right arm but Conrad blocks it and fires out with a right jab and another and another before blocking another AWOL punch and poking the big man in the eye, AWOL instantly grabs his eye socket but Conrad finishes his “my, my, my” combo by booting AWOL right in the draws! The big man gets a taste of his own medicine and falls onto his ass right in place for Conrad to begin stomping on him the fans are booing loudly as AWOL is booted back onto his back, Conrad grabs his leg and drags him back out into the middle of the ring before suddenly leaving the ring and going out onto the apron before climbing the ropes again and more viciously climbing the ropes, he suddenly reaches the top and instantly jumps into the air but AWOL rolls out of the way and Conrad misses a second Gray drop and lands Elbow first right onto the mat buckling his arm!)

Jerry Walters:
AWOL moved!!! I can’t believe the fighting spirit of this man, he can hardly move and still Conrad is having trouble!

Tim May:
I just realised it…We said it didn’t we…AWOL was faking it, look, he is faking it!!!

Jerry Walters:
Oh my fucking god Tim!!! Why don’t you get in there and say it to his face then, you were happy enough attacking him earlier with your good buddy Conrad Gray!?!

(AWOL just rolls back into the corner as Conrad again heads outside the ring, but suddenly Gray grabs a table from under the apron, he holds his arm in utter pain and holds it across his chest before using his other hand to set up a table on the outside of the ring, right in front of a large section of fans taunting him front the front row. Conrad ignores them and rolls back into the ring before taking a deep breathe and looking at AWOL who has his back turned and again forces himself to his feet but suddenly Conrad charges and slams a knee right into his back knocking him chest first into the turnbuckle, he powerfully slams some right forearms into the back of AWOL before grabbing his head and hitting a huge reverse DDT onto the mat! He sits up and suddenly swings his arms out from his chest a deep breathe of tiredness flooding through his body. He gets to his feet and grabs the arm of AWOL dragging him over toward where the table lies, he steps through the ropes and onto the apron then grabs AWOL’s arm again dragging him onto the apron also before lifting AWOL to his feet and kicking him in the gut, he goes to kick him in the gut again but AWOL grabs hold of his foot using his other arm to hold himself up, suddenly though he gives Conrad the birdy and spins him around!!! Conrad spins and steps out onto the table to keep his balance but before he knows it AWOL screams in agony and stands upright on his legs before grabbing his hand and placing it between his legs before holding Conrad in an abdominal stretch suddenly though he lifts him in the air into a pumphandle DAISY CUTTER, DAISY CUTTER AWOL HITS IT RIGHT THROUGH THE TABLE!!!!!! CONRAD IS OUT OF IT! AWOL hits his finisher right through the table partly because his legs gave my way and partly because he meant to, he covers the destroyed Conrad, the referee jumps down and counts,
1…
2…
3…)

Jerry Walters:
HE DONE IT!!! HE FUCKING DONE IT!!! AWOL WON, HE BEAT CONRAD GRAY!

Tim May:
No…n...How?

Jerry Walters:
I CAN’T BELIEVE THE SCENES HERE AT BLOODY MASSACRE…Oh this is great! AWOL has won, AWOL is back!

(Suddenly the fans go even more nuts as a smiling overjoyed Vivian charges down the ramp, she runs around the ring to the place where a limp, tired AWOL lays on top of the finished Conrad Gray, she smiles at him and lifts him over her shoulder with help from the official, she glances quickly back over to Tim May who still looks in shock before walking AWOL back up the rampway and toward the backstage area as the scenes go to commercial.)


Commercial


Back In arena

Jerry Walters:
Yes ladies and gentleman, Equilibrium is our next Pay Per View, November 28th from Birmingham, England!

Tim May:
We are going back over there?

Jerry Walters:
Yes indeed we are, after a great event in Newcastle earlier in the year the ULW has booked its next Pay Per View in the midlands of the United Kingdom and one match we do know is going to happen there is the World title match, the winners of these next two matches will face off for the biggest belt in the business.

Tim May:
And we know about the Slam Bam Cup Final match!

Jerry Walters:
Indeed we do! But first let’s concentrate on tonight and next up ladies and gentleman, one hell of a match….Daemon Frost…Vs…Hurse!!!!

Recap…

(“My future generation” is heard as the heavy guitars of Limp Bizkit’s “My Generation” burst through the speakers to the computerized images of Daemon Frost and Hurse who stand to the camera posing before the screen pauses the two in position the screen introducing the match, the glass table in the background behind them. The heavy guitars then die down as Fred Durst begins, the scenes show Daemon and Hurse in various matches, Frost is seen hitting Frost specials on Jon Rich, while Hurse gains wins left right and centre over Too Mag and Synclaire, suddenly the chorus hits and the two men are seen in the ring arguing and coming to blows, before the music again quickly dies down.)

Jerry Walter:
OH THIS ONE IS GONNA BE BIG!!!

(Again the two are seen in various scenes as the music remains at a lower tone, suddenly the chorus hits again and Hurse and Daemon hits some more moves on opponents, Daemon is seen fighting against Predator while Hurse is seen slamming Daemon through a glass table, when suddenly the music dies to a very mellow tone, Daemon is seen holding the title aloft back during his reign as champion, meanwhile Hurse just looks on an angry look in his eyes, the angle of his vision aimed at the gold as his friend Kingdom lies on the mat in the ring. Slowly the music begins to gradually build up again, shots of Hurse getting more and more impatient and angry for his chance being shown through certain periods of his career, before suddenly the music blasts out again seeing Hurse ram Daemon with the semi-truck, DJ Lethal is heard scratching the track as the shot of the rundown on Daemon repeats itself in quick succession before showing more scenes of the two men fighting in the ring at times before and even after the incident suddenly the music comes to an end with a “Oh Yeah” by Durst as the camera pans silently over the bloody beaten face of Daemon seconds after he was hit by the Semi –Truck, the echoing voice of Jerry Walters can be heard as the shot fades to black.)

Jerry Walters:
Destiny awaits the winner of this match…But who is going to take the step!?!

Glass Tables Match
World Title Number One Contenders Match
Daemon Frost Vs Hurse

(The arena lights dim as the fans sit in quiet anticipation, awaiting the arrival of yet another superstar set to compete in the squared circle. Suddenly Breaking the Habit by Linkin Park hits the loud speakers, causing a great deal of boos to come from the stands as the fans rise to their feet in anger over what they're hearing. Stars begin to fall on the big screen with pictures of all Hurse's accomplishments set inside of them as golden pyrotechnics shoot from the sides of the entry way. The despised Hurse saunters onto the stage now, stepping through the curtains with an arrogant grin upon his face as he stares back and forth methodically at the crowd. Even their booing is not enough to take away the air of confidence that surrounds him while he moves slowly down the ramp, merely shaking his head as the front row fans bombard him with heinous chants. A pair of red tights cling to his lower body with a black H upon the sides, while a golden dragon wraps around the letters. Above only a thing of black wrist bands cover a small portion of his arms. He steps up the steel stairs slowly before reaching the apron and looking out over the fans with a huge grin upon his face. The crowd boos as he leans backwards against the ropes with his arms extended out to his sides and his nose aimed upwards towards the heavens. After this brief show boating he finally slides through the top and middle rope, entering the ring and stepping to its center still grinning arrogantly. Before looking up the ramp to see Ingo walk out from the curtained area alongside Johnny Kingdom!! The boos are getting more and more intense as the duo walk around the ring and bang on the mat offering Hurse there support.)

Jerry Walters:
How did I guess that no good piece of crap Kingdom would be down here with that giant of a man Ingo! Since these two got back together you knew it would mean nothing but trouble!

Tim May:
Jerry, what is with you tonight!?! This is the Unity, I mean just because AWOL went and spoiled the party by no means says that Daemon is going to follow suit, this is the biggest, most powerful stable in the ULW and you heard Mrs. Gray earlier, she said she had ‘faith’ in Hurse to beat Daemon Frost!!

Jerry Walters:
Its not lie to say that Sheryl has always hated Daemon Frost and her adomance to have something done about him here tonight at Bloody Massacre only strengthens that. With AWOL back, the last thing she wants is Daemon Frost being another strong thorn in her side. She already has Vivian to deal with as well as Coven and LivEvil.

(Daemon Frost walks from behind the curtain to huge reaction from the fans the 79,000 strong are on there feet for the former World Heavyweight Champion, there chants of “Daemon” already beginning as he walks out onto the top of the rampway. Dressed in a white business shirt and faded blue jeans torn at the knees, Daemon stands there, a smile on his face at the Florida faithful. 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 gazes at Hurse, then at Kingdom a burning hatred raging through his system. He walks, completely focused to the ring pointing angrily at Ingo and Kingdom and talking some trash, he reaches the ring where he quickly hops to the apron and pulls on the ropes before stepping into the ring. Daemon slowly rolls and cracks his neck and stretches his arms, waiting with great anticipation for the violence to begin as he just jumps from foot to foot watching his opponent Hurse across from him.)

Jerry Walters:
All night the Unity have been trying to take out Daemon Frost, again and again they have failed and now it comes down to this, a possible three on one and the biggest screwjob of all time if Frost loses this because of that bastard Johnny Kingdom!!!

Tim May:
Jerry, how can you be so accusing, he hasn’t done anything yet, he is here just or support that’s all?

Jerry Walters:
Bullocks! This night has been about the unexpected but I don’t think any of us are that hopeful, we know why Kingdom is here and so does Daemon Frost and winning this now is going to be more then difficult for Daemon…Its nearly impossible!

(The bell sounds and both men begin to circle each other in the ring, Daemon keeps out of hands distance from Kingdom and shares words with him before locking up with Hurse the tow men instantly battling for dominance, but Hurse is much bigger and quickly overpowers Frost pushing him back into the corner, the referee jumps between them breaking the two up slowly they step away from each other but suddenly Hurse outstretches his arm and slaps Daemon mockingly across the face before stepping back into the centre of the ring a smile on his face. Daemon just holds his cheek and nods an angry smile forced upon his face, Hurse just turns to Kingdom but as he does Frost charges him and spears him to the ground slamming in right hand after right hand after right hand. Hurse tries to cover up in shock from the attack but Daemon is crazed, Hurse suddenly throws him to the side but Frost is already on his feet, Hurse gets to one knee but Daemon runs at him hitting a huge dropkick right in the middle of his face. Hurse falls through the ropes and to the outside right in front of the rampway. Ingo runs around helping him to his feet but suddenly Frost leaps over the ropes right onto both men knocking them to the floor before instantly getting to his feet and looking across the ring and the stationary Johnny Kingdom who just claps him and smiles, Daemon just swears at him and turns back to Hurse lifting him to his feet and rolling him back in the ring.)

Jerry Walters:
What does Kingdom think he is doing? Hasn’t this thing with him and Daemon gone on long enough?

Tim May:
He hasn’t done a thing Jerry! He is clapping man, what’s wrong with clapping him!?!

Jerry Walters:
Nothing, but when you know there’s other intentions in mind, you know he is not clapping through appreciation!

(Daemon climbs up onto the apron and grabs the top rope before leaping over them hitting a slingshot swantom across the chest of Hurse before getting back to his feet and grabbing the head of Hurse again before dropping him toward the centre of the ring with a quick snap suplex. He covers,
1…
2…
No! Kickout by Hurse.
Daemon just grabs Hurse by the hair and lifts him into a rear chin lock as a loud “Daemon” chant echo’s out causing Kingdom to look around and fail miserably at hiding his anger at once again hearing it. Daemon just holds Hurse and faces Kingdom, the two men sharing words with one another again, suddenly Hurse rolls himself up to one knee and causes Daemon to grab him harder and get to his vertical but Hurse suddenly slams an elbow into the ribs of Daemon that still ache from the last two weeks of hell he has been put through causing him to let go of the hold and bend down in pain, but he bends right into the rising forearm of Hurse that takes him by surprise and knocks him back into the ropes, suddenly Hurse charges clotheslining him to the outside…Suddenly Kingdom moves! JK heads around the ring to where Daemon is laying and begins taunting him to get up, he does and Kingdom runs him over with a big clothesline that takes Daemon back to the safety mats before strolling away a smile on his face as the fans boo him loudly. Hurse steps out of the ring and alongside Daemon who is back up on one knee, he grabs his head and slams him face first right into the apron before hitting a Neckbreaker with momentum right onto the safety mats. Before going under the ring and dragging out a glass table, the fans are suddenly on there feet as Hurse carefully lifts the 3 inch glass table onto the apron and slides it into the ring, he turns back to Daemon and grabs him by the head but suddenly Daemon takes away his legs from under him and sets him up for a catapult, he falls back lifting Hurse causing him to fly forward right into the steel ringpost. The fans are going mad as Daemon gets back to his feet and grabs Hurse from behind for a German Suplex but as he goes to lift him Hurse blocks it! He tries a second time but again Hurse blocks it, suddenly as he goes for a third time Ingo appears slamming a chair right across his back causing him to let go of the hold and fall to his knees arching his back in pain. The fans are booing loudly as Ingo grabs Daemon by the head and lifts him to his feet before holding him by the arms, as Hurse shakes the cobwebs and turns to face him, he suddenly slaps Daemon again before pointing right in his face. Hurse just fuels the boos coming from the audience in attendance by picking up the chair Ingo had and turning from Daemon walking a few steps away suddenly though he turns but as he does Daemon drops to his ass and hits Ingo with a jawbuster knocking him up vertical and right into the path of the steel chair that knocks him sparko!)

Jerry Walters:
OHHH! What a shot and Ingo just go flattened by Hurse!!! The 7ft Japanese monster is long gone!

Tim May:
Daemon did that on purpose! Ingo was helping him back up and look at the thanks he gets!

Jerry Walters:
Was that after he accidentally hits Daemon with a steel chair?

Tim May:
Yeah!?! See Jerry, your learning!

(Hurse looks shocked at the blow and stands stunned at the sight of his bodyguard out cold beside the ring, suddenly Daemon sits up to his knee in front of Hurse and slams a forearm into the groin of Hurse causing him to drop the chair then fall to his knee, his eyes crossed from the blow. Frost just gets back to his feet and rolls back in the ring before walking over to the glass table, he looks at to Kingdom and angrily begins shouting at him, Kingdom just smiles and applauds Daemon a little more. Frost however refuses to react and grabs the table lifting it onto its all glass legs, the only metal bit of the whole table being the hinges! He turns to go get Hurse but the former Hardcore champion is already in the ring and on his feet and runs at Daemon hitting him with a huge big boot to the face knocking him to the mat hard, he grabs Daemon by the hair and boots him in the stomach before setting him up for a powerbomb he positions him by the table and lifts him onto his shoulders but as he sits Daemon there, the young lightweight begins laying in with a fast furious barrage of right hands Hurse suddenly falls back on the mat causing Daemon to sit across his chest but continues to hammer in the right hands, he gets to his feet and lifts Hurse back up before laying him on the glass table and dragging the table to the middle of the ring, the fans are going wild as Daemon calls to the turnbuckle, he walks onto the apron and climbs to the top turnbuckle perching himself there, but suddenly Kingdom interferes again this time pushing Daemon right off the turnbuckle and causing him to fly forward forehead first right into the edge of the glass table, the sharp cut ends ripping right into Frost head and opening him right up, the blow leaves him in shock and knocks him right back up to his vertical, Hurse sees this and rolls off the table before grabbing Daemon and lifting him for a suplex…Suddenly he falls backwards dropping Daemon right through the glass and ripping shreds right out of Daemons attire, the smashed glass going everywhere and in turn cutting holes in the back of Hurse as well!!! The table is in absolute bits and Daemons white shit is beginning to stain red in certain patches, Hurse just gets up dabbing his back quickly before smiling at the hurt Daemon and taking one of the snapped off glass table legs.)

Jerry Walters:
That’s 1-0 Hurse now!!! And Daemon is already in trouble and bleeding from the head and body! Somebody has to get this bastard Kingdom away from ringside!

Tim May:
Right now I’d worry more about Hurse with that glass table leg!!

(Hurse just taunts Frost to get up, he does and in a daze to boot and Hurse just slams the leg over Daemons head smashing it into bits over his already blood covered forehead! Frost just falls to one knee hardly able to gain his balance, showing no sympathy Hurse just picks him up and lines him up hitting another suplex right across the main area of broken glass! The referee is begging Hurse to let him get it tided, but Hurse is just smiling at him, he takes a long bit of glass and begins slicing at Daemons face with it causing gashes all around his cheek bone areas, he throws the glass aside and then mocking lifts Daemon by the hair before throwing him out of the ring and raising his hands to the crowd who just boo loudly. Suddenly an Hurse looks over at the none moving Ingo and calls an EMT team down, the fans are even booing the medical crew who run down in there full uniform, hats an all. They surround the Japanese giant as Hurse just steps through the ropes onto the apron, he jumps down beside the downed Daemon Frost and once more grabs him by the hair slamming him face first this time into the steel steps. Frost just leans energyless against them, Hurse just smiles and pulls another table from out under the ring and this time sets it up at the bottom of the ramp way. He turns back to Daemon and rolls him on top of the table before slamming him with right hands, he climbs up onto the apron across from the table and the rampway and flies off but Daemon just rolls off and away as Hurse flies through the second glass table!!!)

Jerry Walters:
OHHH!!!! HURSE JUST MADE IT 1-1!!!

Tim May:
NO! It has to be attacking moves only, surely!

Jerry Walters:
No, no, the Rules state only if you go through a table, by any means Tim!! So that’s 1-1!

(Suddenly Kingdom angry at this walks around to grab Daemon but suddenly as he does one of the EMT men stands up and faces Kingdom, both men standing at either side of the ring just looking at each other, Kingdom seems confused that this man is confronting him, but it all becomes obvious as Jon Rich throws his hat off and points at Kingdom who just turns and sprints from the scene with Jon Rich in hot pursuit, Kingdom pounces over the ring barrier heading through the crowd, but Rich just follows him away meanwhile a tired and extremely bloody Hurse rolls into a sitting position, his chest covered in blood as is his back. Across the other side of the broken Glass Daemon is back on his knees, also bleeding profusely, they both get to there feet and step toward each other, just inches away from a mound of broken glass, Hurse hits a right hand first though but it triggers a reply from Daemon, the blows faster and faster the shots getting more violent and stronger with each one until suddenly Daemon kicks Hurse in the stomach and drops him with an X-factor face first right into the glass mound!!! Hurse is quickly back up and rolling everywhere holes in his face bleeding, holes in his forehead, his cheeks, his nose, his lips, even one of his eyes is beginning to bleed!!! Daemon just smiles and grins evilly at the move before slowly getting back to his feet and walking to the apron and ducking underneath, suddenly he pulls out an old friend!!! Memorabilia from his Lethal Weapon fight! The barbed wire covered bat entrenched with glass and sharp edged steel!!! Daemon just lunges at Hurse who is facing him on one knee, but Hrse counters slamming Daemon with a forearm to the nuts, he then takes the legs of Frost from under him and suddenly turns him into the legend lock!!! Daemon is crying out in agony and begins tapping on the safety mats, but you can’t win like that! Hurse realises and just shouts in anguish before throwing Daemons lower half down to the ground with a shove. He steps away and then dabs the blood over him again, before shaking his head and walking up the ramp seemingly annoyed with the match stips!)

Jerry Walters:
Is Hurse really going to walk away from a world title contendership shot?? Is this all it means to him!?!

Tim May:
Can you blame him Jerry? His friendly support who were down here merely to cheer him on have been chased away and beat up. He is a bloody mess and this match on top of all else is over, or should be, he just made Daemon tap out!?!

Jerry Walters:
But that is not how you win this match and he knows it, he also knows beating Daemon is going to be no cake walk and thus he is taking the long walk backstage!

(Suddenly Daemon comes from nowhere and knocks him face first into the steel railings of the rampway. Before stamping viciously on his fallen body, he picks Hurse up by the head and sets him up for a snap suplex before hitting it and smashing his spine off the steel railings. He gets back to his feet and once more lifts Hurse before throwing him by the back of the neck right into the steel steps. He wipes some blood from his eyes and looks under the ring taking a third glass table and sliding it under the ropes, he turns back to Hurse who is on all fours and leans down to pick him up, but as he does Hurse has the barbed wire baseball bat and slams it into the face of Daemon knocking him to the floor, the Unity member gets to his feet and stumbles a little before rolling in the ring with the bat in hand and walking over to the glass table, he picks it up the sharp edges cutting away at his hands, he places it into the corner of the ring and positions it correctly before turning to pick up the bat but Daemon is up and in the ring bat in hand, smile on face, he slams it into the stomach of Hurse then viciously across the unprotected back of the former Hardcore champion knocking him to the ground. He throws the bat aside and lifts Hurse hoisting him against the glass table before booting him some more suddenly though Hurse fights back with a right hand then another, Daemon hits back he goes for a second shot but suddenly Hurse grabs him, dodging the punch and lifts him up and over his head RIGHT THROUGH THE THIRD TABLE!!!! Glass smashes everywhere and Daemon lands awkwardly into the table, his neck crashing onto fragmented glass. Hurse just rolls onto his knee before rolling out of the ring.)

Jerry Walters:
Hurse is 2-1 up now, three more tables and he is going to win this Tim, but I don’t know if you could honestly class either of these men as winners, look at the state of them!?!

Tim May:
Hurse is the new champion Jerry, already, Daemon is weak, he is a one time fluke and tonight is going to prove that as true championship material in Hurse comes out the victor.

(Hurse is seen looking up into the ring as the referee explains to him he needs three more tables, he looks under the ring but to his astonishment finds the glass tables no longer there, he slams the mat demanding more tables, the referee just points through the crowd to a fire exit also been used as a part time storage room. Hurse just gives Daemon a quick glance and then steps over the ring barrier and into the fans ignoring there comments and heading right for the fire exit, he opens the door and there stacked up against a wall just inside the lobby is a number of glass and wooden tables, he takes a glass table and sets it up, positioning it just under a ledge that hangs some twenty feet above, he walks back in grabbing another and setting that up next to it, before once more heading in but grabbing two wooden tables and placing them over both of the glass tables. The fans are going wild at the site of this four table structure but Hurse isn’t finished, he grabs another wooden table using it as a step up to place yet another two glass tables on the top of his structure, he steps down and moves the table to one side before turning to head back for Daemon, but he doesn’t have to wait long as the former World Champion is there in front of him, steel chair in hand, suddenly he slams it over the head of Hurse knocking him straight to the concrete! The fans are going nuts as a tired Daemon Frost throws the chair aside and walks over to the step up table setting it in position, he turns back to Hurse and lifts him up before moving him closer to the wooden table and going for a suplex but Hurse blocks it, Daemon tries again, Hurse blocks it again, Daemon tries a third time but Hurse blocks it once more and counters lifting Daemon up in the air for a suplex of his own but instead of dropping him backwards sends him flying stomach first right through the wooden table!! Daemon is out cold, he is not moving! Hurse just falls to one knee and wipes the blood from his eyes before looking at the structure and forcing himself one last time to his feet. He grabs the head of Daemon and forcefully lifts him to his feet before helping him climb the stairs leading to the ledge, Hurse gets to the top and forces his way through a row of fans before throwing Daemon down like nothing on the ledge and looking out across the huge arena at the excited fans who are in a matter of mixed reactions as to what might happen next.)

Jerry Walters:
Oh this is bad! This is really bad!

Tim May:
Prepare to see the demise of Daemon Frost, oh this is going to be great!!!!

(Hurse just smiles through his blood and lifts Daemon to his feet before grabbing his jaw and talking some trash to him, he boots him in the stomach and places his head between his legs and calls for a powerbomb, the fans are going nuts as Hurse positions Daemon right on the edge of the ledge, some space below, 6 tables await the fall. Hurse then just lifts Frost right up onto his shoulders but Daemon fights back slamming more right hands into the bloody head of Hurse, the former Hardcore champion looks rocked by this and suddenly Daemon hits a Hurricanrana sending Hurse right over the edge and THROUGH ALL SIX GOD DAMN TABLES!!! THE FANS ARE ON THERE FEET AS DAEMON HOLDS ONTO THE EDGE OF THE LEDGE BEFORE DRAGGING HIMSELF BACK UP…HURSE HAS BEEN DESTROYED!!! The Unity member lays a wreck, bloody and not moving, shrapnel and wreckage around him and on him as medical teams appear from nowhere, suddenly the bell rings and Frost’s music hits once more, but Daemon has collapsed, the loss of blood has finally got to him and he is out of it, the cameras go back to a shocked Tim May and Jerry Walters as the medical teams continue to help the two in the ring.)

Jerry Walters:
Well shocking events here tonight, Medical crews are working on stablising the condition of BOTH Hurse and Daemon Frost and after that match only one thing could be more lethal and pain stackingly life threatening.

Tim May:
Is it that time already???

Jerry Walters:
Indeed it is, ladies and gentleman, the next match here tonight is for the World Heavyweight Championship, the vacant gold that stands at the very heights of this industry and believe me when I say this… There couldn’t be two people more determined to win this, then the two in this ring tonight…

Tim May:
Orlando Cruze, the former EFW World champion a man claimed to be two weak for World Glory and Hellkat, Predator, Kitten, whatever she is tonight, the triple persona, the former champion and the one woman who can destroy the dreams of the arguably one of the ULW’s most popular athletes.

Jerry Walters:
Ladies and Gentleman, this is no ordinary match, this is a Weapons Lair Match, a match made to maim, kill, hurt and destroy, the last two times we saw this cage, it ended careers….Will we see a repeat of that tonight!?! Lets take you back and see how this all began…


The Recap…

(Sitting in a dark room alone, the darkness surrounding it the World Heavyweight title sits, the gold sparkling at the cameras lens, the place for a champions name at the bottom empty, the title, vacant…Suddenly images of former battles are being shown AWOL pinning Curtis Jack, beating Shawn Hall in a Hell In a Cell, Daemon Frost flying off the cell 30ft in the air and landing across AWOL, Andre bates falling 90ft from the top of the Weapons Lair. Stinger being dropped to the floor, Pulse being thrown from the cell, Curtis being dropped through an announce table.)

Daemon Frost:
This is what its all about and at Bloody Massacre…They have the chance to make history!

Jon Rich:
You don’t for one second ever give less then 100% in that ring…But when the stakes raise for the world title, like it does for Orlando and Predator at Bloody Massacre…You need to make sure you raise your game and give 110% from start to finish…

Lethal Weapon:
This is my lair, my home, my devise –Already it has numerous victims, for these two it is a battle of survival with the winner, picking up the greatest goal OFF THEM ALL…The World Heavyweight championship!

(More scenes are shown as Daemon is seen being beat by Hellkat, the title once again changing hands, the bloody face of Frost watching on as Hellkat lifts the title in the air, the scene then cuts to Scott Scorpion beating Hellkat at War of the Worlds before turning his back on the company, the last pictures being that of Scorpion walking from the ULW arena, throwing the title in a bin as he leaves. The darkness shrouds over again as the camera once more focuses on the gold title, the words of more superstars being heard over the top of the pictures.)

Nathan Creed:
For me to win the world title? It would mean everything. All the pain, all the effort, all the bloodshed would be worth it. I would finally have achieved the dream. The dream to become the greatest once more

Vivian:
It’s your dream, your motivation, your ever desire, the world title is everything you want and more all rolled up into one…Whatever happens at Bloody Massacre, someone is going to reach there destiny and someone is going to pay the lair with the possibility of there careers…Question Is who?

(With the question lingering in the air, the sound of ‘Rise’ by Disturbed hits and the faces of Predator and Orlando are shown, the old images of Orlando holding the world title in EFW hit the screens like ghostly images haunting the watcher and reminding them of times past, the scene then fades and reappears to see Hellkat in a similar celebrational position holding the title aloft. Before the words interrupt the music “YOU’RE THE REASON THE EFW CLOSED!” Orlando’s scene of glory in the fed slowly turns black and white and then fades from the screen as the picture goes back to the World gold, in the dark room, suddenly from behind it Orlando Cruze appears, his hands either side of it.)

Orlando:
This is my proof, my chance….My dream.

(Suddenly pictures of his more recent wins, the defcon 5 on Damien, the win against Nathan Creed in the cage, the close calls, pictures of him in the battle royal a few months ago, the feuds, the grudges, suddenly his pictures are replaced by that of his opponent, Hellkat, she is seen defeated after the Weapon’s lair, then beating Daemon Frost just two weeks later, more and more scenes continue to show of her with the gold that was once her belongings…Before ending with the scene of her loss to Scott Scorpion.)

Predator:
The title is mine, it always has been, I’m the ULW’s most dominant wrestler…I will take back what is rightfully mine!

(As the words of Predator speak, Orlando is seen again behind the title, his eyes looking focused, his body looking ready to pounce before suddenly the picture breaks like a glass window hit with a brick and finds its way back to the arena)


The World Heavyweight Championship
The Weapons Lair
Predator Vs Orlando Cruze

(The cage begins to lower, lights flashing in every direction as the dim arena begins to cheer in excitement, Tom Hammond is standing in the centre of the ring wearing his tuxedo, he is standing with new chief referee Max Martin, the cage continues to lower until finally the largest of the three 30ft high cages hits the ground, the ring is now surrounded, the steel mesh surrounding the squared circle sturdy and tough, suddenly Tom lifts the microphone and begins speaking to the chants of “Boring” from the fans who just wanna see the action begin.)

Tom:
The rules of this match are as follows…The two wrestlers in this match will both enter and the door will be locked, they will then fight there way through to the second cage by climbing through the centre gap in the middle of the first cage roof. After that they will battle in the second cage which holds four trash cans of weapons, until one of them manages to climb up the steel mesh wall and into the third and final cage where they will need to rummage through the four trash cans of weapons once more looking for a key to the door, once they have it and escape the third cage onto the roof of the second cage they will need to climb to the 90ft mark and the roof of cell 3, where the World Heavyweight title will be hanging…It is then a race 90ft from the top to the bottom, the winner being the person who lands feet first on the safety mats, HOLDING the world heavyweight championship of the ULW.

(The fans cheer as suddenly Tom finishes and throws the mic down before sharing a joke with the official, he climbs out of the ring and leaves the doorway when suddenly the first wrestler begins coming out.
The arena lights dim and the haunting tones of a child's music echo throughout the arena. On the jumbo-tron a small plastic ballerina spins slowly on her turntable, her pink and white body blackening with the heat of the flames. The jumbo-tron goes black, and the arena silent until an air raid siren blasts over the PA as a glowing green eye opens on the Jumbotron. Rammstein's "Feuer Frei" erupts for the arena speakers as Predator walks out onto the entry ramp. Predator makes the sign for the Wrathscorn Ravager she then throws her hands to the side as red flames explode behind her. She stares down the ramp at the 90ft lair ahead of her, memories of there last meeting swirling around in her head. She walks down the ramp her eyes not moving from the sparkling gold at the top of the cells. She walks around and through the door before climbing the turnbuckle and looking through the mesh at the fans who are giving her a mixed reaction.)

Jerry Walters:
Predator has been one of the ULW’s most dominating figures, but you have to wonder whether or not she is prepared for this match, she has had little in ring time recently and this could prove a little difficult for her to be back in this type of match so quickly.

Tim May:
She is the former World Champion Jerry, she will be prepared for this, are you doubting her already, giving Orlando the edge?

Jerry Walters:
No not at all, that’s one thing I have learnt about this woman, you can never doubt her, she is one of the best and for good reason, but I am just worried a little about the preparation for this match…I mean how do you prepare for this?

(Smoke fills the entrance area and suddenly lasers start firing out from the top of the ramp. In the Shadows by the Rasmus blasts over the PA system and the fans go absolutely nuts as the most loved ULW star of current, Orlando comes out from behind the curtain. The lasers stop and a strobe light kicks in as Orlando begins his walk down to the ring he stops and looks in awe of the Weapons Lair, a 90ft device of pure destructive capability, he takes a deep breathe and then looks in the ring at Predator who just awaits him. He walks around the ring and rolls under the ropes before just jumping from foot to foot as the bell sounds and the referee pads both wrestlers down before beginning the match.)

Jerry Walters:
Oh my this is going to be huge, look at the focus in the eyes of both of these wrestlers, the gold has already caught the eye of both of them and the hunger to be champion is so obvious as they stare at each other here, I don’t think I have seen a duo so hungry before.

Tim May:
I’m gonna agree Jerry, these two are looking to take this chance, we know the curse of the Lair, we know how this goes…I think deep down, they know they may not get a chance like this again for a while.

Jerry Walters:
Well it will be a while Tim, we know Daemon fights for the title at Equilibrium and we know that the slam bam cup winner fights for it at ULW Worlds Ending PPV. So the slots for these chances are slowly beginning to drift away.

(The match begins and the two wrestlers carefully move around the ring, trying to be as wary of each other as possible, suddenly Orlando nervously lunges in, the atmosphere obviously getting to him, Predator quickly ducks his grapple attempt and pulls his legs from under, Orlando falls face first into the mat, but quickly gets back up, he turns back toward Predator but she is already running off the ropes at him and takes him down with a nice forearm to the head, instantly she is on his fallen body and holding in a rear chin lock. Orlando is quickly back up to one knee and predator changes her hold to a headlock, but Orlando counters for a back body drop but Predator shows her game by re-countering and landing on her feet behind Orlando before running off the rope and hitting a nice chop block to the back of Orlandos leg!)

Jerry Walters:
Predator is doing the right thing, using her pace and technique to beat Orlando, Cruze is much, much more powerful then the former World champion and she will need to use her advantages to beat him.

Tim May:
So what your trying to say behind your gritted teeth is that Orlando might be in some trouble after all? I mean this time there is no Essa Rio’s to save his arse!!

Jerry Walters:
Oh please! Essa Rios!

(Predator just grabs the leg of Orlando and lifts it straight before stomping into the back of the thigh, then again, just above the buttocks. Orlando grabs his leg and pulls away from Predator who just grabs it again and drags him to the centre of the ring before jumping into a handstand position and dropping her body weight down with a knee across the joint of Orlando’s, she jumps again and again lands across the knee joint of Cruze, she then grabs his ankle leaving her body weight across his knee and pulling the ankle up toward her twisting the knee in a direction it really can’t go. Orlando cries out in pain before managing to pull himself away from Predator, she just smiles and rolls out of the ring instantly going for the ladder under the ring, she slides it in and rolls in with it but Orlando is up on his feet, she charges at him but he takes her down with a clothesline, she gets back up, he hits her with another one! The fans are going wild!! Predator gets up again but Orlando just grabs her and hits her with a right hand that knocks her down, he picks her up and hits another right hand this time knocking her back into the turnbuckle, but she fights back booting him in the stomach as he walks toward her, but he continues to advance, she boots him again, it doesn’t stop him, then she boots him to the knee instantly knocking him to the floor the fans are booing now as Hellkat just stomps on his knee again she grabs his leg and tugs it causing him to fall back down against the mat she then places his leg across the middle rope before jumping up and landing viciously against the knee join again, she jumps one more time and once more falls across the knee joint! Orlando is crying out as she steps away from him for a second.)

Jerry Walters:
Much more dominance coming from Predator, she has a weak spot on Orlando now and she is furiously targeting it and cleverly so, with out that leg he has no way of climbing up and down 90ft mesh cages, she is showing why she is the veteran champion here in the ULW.

Tim May:
This match is a mis-match, you can see the early signs of it already, Orlando is not world title material, he is not what the ULW needs and he is being outclassed here and rightly so.

(Predator walks over to the ladder she bought in and moves it to the middle of the ring before walking back to Orlando and dragging him parallel to it, she lifts one side of the ladder in the air and places Orlandos bad leg between it before viciously slamming the ladders rungs down and sandwiching his leg between the metal steps, she lifts it again and once more sandwiches his leg, Orlando desperately rolls away and grabs his knee as Predator lifts the ladder again and walks to the opposite corner to the one Orlando had rolled into, she wedges the ladder between the middle and top turnbuckle and then walks back across to Orlando and stands him up in the corner, she then hits some hard knifehand chops across his chest, before grabbing his arm and swinging him toward the ladder, but Orlando collapses half way across and falls to the floor holding his knee, Predator just smiles and walks up to him but Orlando uses the momentum of her bending down and throws her head first right into the wedged ladder!!
He uses the time to rub his knee and get some strength back in it, he forces himself up but notices Predator is already on her feet, she runs at him again trying to regain her momentum but Orlando lifts his bad leg and hits her with a big boot right to the face before collapsing back down to one knee in pain, he gets up again and sees Predator once more standing but this time in a daze, he then runs at her and clotheslines her right over the ropes and to the outside of the ring! The fans are once more on there feet as Orlando climbs through the ropes and carefully gets down from the apron, he grabs predator by the head and slams her face first into the apron before swinging her hard into the steel steps.
Orlando then leans down and goes under the ring looking for another weapon, he pulls out a small baking tray and looks back up at Predator, but she is already up and standing on the steel steps, she jumps off and hits a double foot dropkick right into the bad knee of Orlando once more knocking him to one knee and causing him to drop the baking tray, she then grabs it and slams it over his head without hesitation, she then hits him again and again then a 4th time that eventually knocks him face flat against the safety mats.)

Jerry Walters:
I’d be giving this match to predator still, but Orlando is showing some signs now of getting into this match and I think predator is beginning to see for herself that this is going to be no walk over like many critics had expected.

Tim May:
It might not be a walk over, but this is Orlando Cruze, he will fight and cheat like we all know he can, but he is not going to come out of this, that’s just the way it works, that his career rounded up to a T.

(Predator rolls back in the ring and walks over to the ladder before taking it from the turnbuckles and walking to the middle of the ring, she sets it up just under the hole and quickly adjusts it to make sure she has got it right, but as she does she can see Orlando across from her climbing back up onto the apron, she moves the ladder aside and runs off the opposite ropes before attempting to clothesline Orlando off the apron but his tall exterior leans over the ropes and lifts her into a powerslam position before lifting her over the ropes and throwing her back first right into the steel mesh before dropping her onto the back of her neck!! She instantly grabs her neck and rolls around in agony as Orlando continues to hold his knee and lean on the ropes, he sits on the apron then carefully settles himself back on the mats and leans down grabbing Predator but she just swings her arms pushing him away from her, Orlando just stomps across her shoulder and then lifts her this time, to her feet, he positions her then lifts her for a suplex before dropping her across the safety mats, he gets back up and lifts her with him before lifting her into a gorilla press and throwing her hard into the mesh again causing her to drop hard against the safety mat covered floor.
The twinge in her neck is obviously getting worse as she continues to hold it but Orlando is relentless and once again grabs her this time by the neck causing her to hiss in pain he runs her along the outside of the ring before reaching the corner and throwing her with pace and momentum face first right into the next steel mesh wall, Predator falls to the mats again, Cruze just rolls in the ring and grabs the setup ladder replacing it under the hole in the roof of cell one, he begins climbing the ladder, the knee still giving him trouble, but as he does a pain stricken Predator forces her way back up climbing onto the apron before grabbing the top turnbuckle and forcing her way up it. Orlando is nearly at the top of the ladder and the fans are going wild, but Orlando turns and sees Predator on the top turnbuckle, she pounces off and dropkicks the ladders legs causing the ladder to tip, Orlando falls stomach first right over the top rope before falling out of the ring and to the outside. The fans are booing loudly as Predator stops his progression in the lair. But rather then make her own way there she instantly goes back to holding her neck in pain.)

Jerry Walters:
Predator is in some real trouble, she hurt herself when she fell from the throw of Orlando and she has not let go of that neck since.

Tim May:
She did land badly, but what a wrestler she is for knocking Orlando off that ladder!

Jerry Walters:
You’re only saying that cause you hate Orlando!!!

(Orlando quickly gets back to one knee outside the ring and notices Predator is in pain he stands up and rolls back under the bottom rope before using the ropes to help him back up to his feet, he grabs the toppled ladder and does it back up and places it in the corner before walking to Predator and lifting her back up by the neck once more, suddenly though he drags her to the middle of the ring and hits a big neckbreaker that takes her to the mat grabbing her neck with both hands, Orlando just grabs the ladder and slams it side first across the stomach of Predator, she grabs her stomach and cries out in more pain letting go off her neck but as she does Orlando just puts the ladder under her chin and drops a leg across the opposite side of it pushing it right against her wind pipe and throat! The fans cringe at the move and Predator just rolls away grabbing her throat and choking loudly as Orlando once more sets the ladder up.
Blood is flowing freely from the mouth of the former world champion and she is in some pain, she rolls up onto her knees her cheek still pushed against the mat in pain as her hands press around her throat. Orlando just walks over to her but suddenly she counters by throwing an angry forearm right into the groin off Cruze causing him to fall to his knee right in front of Predator who suddenly bites him right across the nose and middle of the face! Orlando pushes her away quick and rolls a fair distance from her before grabbing his never region again and getting his breathe back. He stands to his feet as does Predator neither of them moving very quickly, Cruze though charges at her in anger but she ducks his clothesline and grabs his waist before lifting Orlando high up above her head and dropping him hard against the mat for a german suplex, she then lifts him back up but Orlando manages to block a second and elbows Predator in the face breaking the hold, he turns to face her but she kicks him in the mid-section and drops him with a thunderous DDT that causes a small area of the fans to cheer for her fighting spirit.
Both wrestlers remain on the canvas not willing to move, Predator then rolls to the ropes nearest her and pulls on the middle rope getting up to her knees, Orlando is in the opposite corner using the turnbuckles to do the same, they both reach there feet and Predator this time is the person who advances, she pushes Orlando into the corner and hits a stinging knifehand chop, then another, before slamming a forearm into his jaw followed by a straight left hand, Orlando is stunned still and she climbs up to middle rope slamming more fists into his head before leaning over him and biting him again right across the cheek, he throws her off, traces of the blood from her mouth rolling down his cheek now, he wipes it off, but again Predator jumps onto the ropes and lands some more right hands on him, once more he pushes her off and she runs at him a third time but Orlando explodes out of the corner hitting her with a tremendous superkick that jolts her neck right back!)

Jerry Walters:
That neck is going to be a real problem, every big move in any wrestling match will jolt or effect movement of the neck somehow and that includes taking moves as well and in this kind of match the neck is a very strong point of attack!

Tim May:
See Orlando is unsafe, he doesn’t fight with honour, or respect he just goes out there to destroy his fellow wrestler! Bring back Damien and let them fight it out properly I say!

Jerry Walters:
Honour? Respect? You attacked a man in a coma Mr high lord of the Klingon empire!!!

(Predator is again holding her neck on the mat, Orlando just steps out from the corner his face also showing a lot of pain in the forgotten injured knee, he grabs Predator and lifts her to her feet once again but as he does she lifts him off his and drops him for a desperation Spinebuster!!! The fans are showing mixed emotions, the chants for Orlando and Predator now mixed as the two of them lay flat out on the mat the ladder standing tall above them waiting for them to climb. Orlando just turns onto his stomach and grabs the bottom rung of the ladder pulling himself toward it, Predator is already up on her knees and has the ladders rung the opposite side, the two of them begin to climb both of them tired and worn out, the fans continue to watch and cheer as they both reach the half way point of the ladder, Predator reaches the top first met by Orlando only seconds later, she throws a crunching right that rocks him but he fires back and hits her she hits another right but he has his bearings now and fires back, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth go the right hands, but suddenly Predator slams him face first off the ladders top step, then a second time, but still he won’t fall, she goes for another right hand but he moves and grabs her for a rock bottom, suddenly he jumps off the ladder and takes her with him hitting the move right off the top of the ladder shaking the ring and causing a huge eruption from the fans as once more the two wrestlers lay flat out in the squared circle!!!
Orlando is the first to move this time and begins climbing the ladder he nearly has the top in sight when he notices Predator once more up on one knee, he continues to climb but then turns his attention to Predator, she reaches her feet and turns to face him, but as he jumps off she jumps in the air countering his high flying move by hitting him with a shining roundhouse kick she calls “The Tigers fang” The fans are again going wild as they both fall back to the mat, but Predator is back up quick and on her knees walks around to the ladders rungs, she begins climbing and notices Orlando also beginning to climb the other side, she reaches the top and lands a hard right hand across the top of the Cruze’s head and another and another, but Orlando is fighting them off and continues to climb, he reaches the top of the ladder with her and fights back with a right hand but there vicious fighting begins to rock the ladder.)

Jerry Walters:
Uh-Oh! I can see where this going, if they don’t get off that ladder, there both going back to square one!!

Tim May:
It’s Orlando’s fault! He ways to much!

Jerry Walters:
Weighs to much?? What drugs are you on, you can’t ROCK a ladder by your weight, damn idiot!

(Orlando and Predator don’t seem to notice at first, but there constant punching seems to make the ladder rock more and more until finally its nearly tipping, both of the wrestlers instantly reach up and grab separate side of the roofs hole and hold themselves in place as the ladder crashes back down to the ring, the fans are cheering loudly as both wrestlers climb up into the second mesh cell and roll across the mesh floor separate sides to each other. They both get up and amusingly Orlando begins walking around the hole to advance on Predator, but she just avoids him walking around the hole also in the same direction he is, she then runs to the far corner and grabs the trash can full of weapons, Orlando sees this and runs to stop her but as he does she pulls a kendo stick from the steel container of toys and slams it across the 6ft 7” mans head knocking him backwards in a daze, she then slams it upwards between his legs cracking the stick into his crown jewels knocking him to his knees before again slamming it over his head knocking him back to the mesh flooring. She turns back to the trash can and pulls out the traditional metal chair, she turns to Orlando and then viciously slams it over his bad knee, then again, then again and twice more after that! Orlando is crying out in pain as she throws the chair aside and watches him turn onto his back she then grabs his leg and locks in a half crab putting all the tension onto his bad knee.
Orlando is crying out and already begins tapping, his leg is so painful from the ongoing attacks, that he is finding it hard to stand the pain, Predator lets go and goes back to the trash can pulling out a long steel chain, she suddenly wraps a large amount of it around her wrist and slaps it across the back of Orlando the again, he rolls away and gets himself to one knee quickly, she charges in again but Orlando ducks the attack and grabs her head from behind before dropping her for a big reverse DDT that causes her to land right against the mesh neck first! She grabs her neck once more instantly, Cruze just grabs the steel chain and places it over her throat before sitting her up and pulling on the ends choking her with the cold metal. She cries out the choking nearly as bad as the pain it is causing her to her neck, eventually Orlando lets go, he grabs the mesh wall and lifts himself up to his feet, and heads for a new trash can, he empties it out and takes a pool cue from the floor, he turns back to Predator who is on one knee and raises the cue in the air but she sees him coming and has the metal chair tucked to her side, she raises it up and slams it into his stomach causing him to drop the pool cue then slams it right over the top of his head knocking him back to the mesh floor and opening him right up!!!)

Jerry Walters:
OHH! What a shot by Predator and Orlando is bleeding, he is broke right open here and his face is quickly turning red!

Tim May:
This match is actually a lot closer then I would like to admit damn it!?!

Jerry Walters:
I think Orlando is surprising a lot of people, but he might be more worse off now, that shot was devastating!

(Predator grabs the leg of the now bleeding Orlando Cruze and suddenly turns him onto his stomach and locks in an elevated Texas Cloverleaf the fans are erupting with mixed reactions once more as the lower body of Orlando Cruze continues to take punishment, he refuses to tap this time his face red with pain, he just grips the steel mesh and cries out a bellowing sound of pain, Predator just lets him go and walks a step or two from the position and looks up at the gap in the roof of cell two, she goes to head for it but suddenly hears the cheering reaction of the fans, she turns and Cruze is amazingly back on his feet, she growls at him and charges once more but this time Cruze is waiting and knocks her down with a clothesline and another and another she gets back up and then walks right into a side walk slam, Orlando is gaining some momentum and uses the Mesh wall to lift himself back up, he grabs Predator and throws her face first into the wall knocking her back down to one knee before grabbing her and lifting her into a suplex position once more, the fans are cheering as suddenly he drops her down for a brainbuster twinging that neck once again!
He gets back up slowly once again and looks across at Predator up on both feet but right over facing him, he suddenly lunges at her grabbing her in a front face lock and hitting a big twist of fate that knocks her back down. The fans are on there feet as Orlando quick grabs at his damaged knee but manages to get back up again, he walks away from the downed Predator and toward the hole in the roof grabbing at the mesh and pulling himself up toward it, but suddenly Predator is back! She grabs his waist and lifts him high and backwards with a release German Suplex that causes Orlando to land on the top of his back and roll right over onto his front! Predator grabs her neck and twitches in pain before getting up to her knees and grabbing the now empty trash can, Orlando is now back up also but is met with a trash can to the skull knocking him back to one knee, he stands up again as Predator throws the can aside and this time meets him with a right hand then another, she goes for a third but Orlando blocks it and fights back hitting one of his own, she replies, he then fires again before landing a knee to her stomach and throwing her hard face first into the mesh her cat like skin opening up to the steel and causing blood to flow freely from her skull as well now. Orlando then grabs her as she turns looking for a chokeslam but as he lifts her she counters and breaks free before falling behind him and taking his legs from under him before locking in a ankle lock!!!)

Jerry Walters:
If this was a submissions match Predator would have won this hands down and she really has taken it to the leg of Cruze, Orlando is going to have serious walking difficulties after this!

Tim May:
Predator is a tactician, she knows where she needs to attack and she does so and this has been a great example of good technical wrestling on her part.

Jerry Walters:
Wow, Tim, you sound somewhat intelligent there!

(Orlando manages to turn himself over though and pushes Predator away, she quickly gets back on the leg but receives a kick in the face from Orlando knocking her back again, he pushes himself to one knee but she charges again, however Orlando see’s it coming and moves before using her momentum to throw her face first into the scaffolding polls that hold the mesh together, she falls into a sitting position on the canvas and looks out of it, but Orlando takes no notice and lifts her back up before holding her in a gorilla press position and throwing her onto the mesh floor in front of him. He then turns back to the hole in the roof and walks to the wall, he begins climbing again and the fans go nuts as he slowly reaches the gap, Predator is back up and sees this but its to late and Orlando is in cell 3, he rolls toward one of the trash cans and instantly begins rummaging through it in search for the door keys, but Predator is hot on his tracks and begins climbing the mesh wall, Orlando sees this and looks quicker moving to the second trash can and looking faster for the key’s he tips the larger weapons out and looks to the bottom, nothing he turns for the third trash can but as he does is met with a dropkick that knocks him to the mesh floor! Predator then grabs the first thing out of the trash can nearest her which happens to be a fire extinguisher and sprays the contents in the eyes of Orlando who rubs at them furiously to get rid of the substance, she then grabs another chair from the same trash can and smashes it over his head knocking him to the floor. The fans are in mixed reactions again, the reaction however loud, Predator just ignores it as usual and continues to search through the third trash can and with success as she finds the keys hidden at the bottom, she takes them out and walks around Orlando who is still not moving. Placing the key in the door hole she opens it up and the mixed reaction suddenly becomes boo’s. She steps out onto the 2nd cell roof and takes a breather once more grabbing her neck in pain, Orlando suddenly begins to stir and Predator runs back to the door and closes it, she clumsily tries to place the key back in the lock but Orlando kicks the door smashing it into her face with speed knocking her backwards across the roofs surface. Orlando just pushes the door open and gets to his feet before walking out to meet her, she gets to her feet and welcomes him with a right hand then another then another then another pushing him back with every punch, she then boots him in the mid-section and drops him with a double arm DDT, the fans are on there feet as Predator begins scaling the wall of the third cell, the belt is now only seconds from her reach and the photos are going mad as the 79,000+ fans begin screaming and booing, she rolls onto the roof as Orlando begins to stir also and gets to her knees glancing across with intent at the World Heavyweight title.)

Jerry Walters:
This could be all over Predator can see the title and Orlando is being left behind here, he needs to get up and climb!

Tim May:
That bad leg isn’t going to help though and Predator only needs to get that title back to the bottom of the cell, surely this is the end of it.

(Orlando begins climbing the wall, Predator is to phased by the gold to notice though and just walks over to the belt she touches it softly along its gold rim and feels where the title would usually present her name, as she does the fans are just getting louder and louder, Orlando is now on top of the third cell, Predator still unaware takes the title off the ring and holds it in her arms before turning right into Cruze who takes her legs away from her and then turns her over into the Defcon 5!!!!!!!!! The fans are going nuts as Predator cries out in a mixture of anger and pain, she holds the belt religiously in her hands though and won’t let go as Orlando continues to hold her in the submission, he eventually lets go and grabs the belt but she still refuses to let go instead she lunges up smashing it into his face weakly but enough to make him stumble backwards, she gets to her feet and charges at him with the title again but Orlando counter and grabs her by the throat before looking out at the fans….SWITCHBLADE CHOKESLAM RIGHT OFF THE TOP CELL!!!!!! Orlando flies off and slams her into the steel mesh roof of the 2nd cage that shakes and buckles under the pressure of the move, both wrestlers remain lying on top of the cell roof 60ft up, the panel they bed on rocking up and down, the hinges on side buckled from the move. Predator is out cold and Orlando is not much better off as the two of them continue to lay there while the fans chant ‘Holy Shit!!’ Just across from Orlando’s outstretched hand is the World title, the gold that is being fought for.)

Jerry Walters:
OH MY GOD!!! ORLANDO CRUZE JUST RISKED LIFE AND LIMB AND PREDATOR IS OUT COLD!!! WE COULD SEE A NEW CHAMPION, A NEW DAMN CHAMPION RIGHT HERE!!!

Tim May:
No! This can’t be happening, that idiot Orlando has hurt himself, he can’t take advantage, this won’t happen it won’t!

(Amazingly Predator begins to move grabbing the more sturdy panel beside her and dragging herself away from another 30ft fall, Orlando rolls the opposite direction and takes the world gold in his hands before crawling toward the 2nd cells roof edge, Predator sees him and grabs his ankle stopping him moving before getting onto her knees and locking in another ankle lock, she is wobbling on her knees everywhere and can hardly keep her consciousness, but the hold is in and the pain runs up the leg of Cruze again, he cries out in agony as Predator holds in the lock, but suddenly she gets to her feet and steps over the body of Cruze lifting his legs right up as if in an elevated Boston Crab but then she hold Orlando just above the knees, his head hanging between her legs suddenly she stands on the edge of the second cell and closes her eyes before saying some words to herself…SUDDENLY SHE JUMPS OFF WITH THE WYVERN DRIVER II RIGHT ACROSS THE ROOF OF THE FIRST CELL!! THE FANS ARE GOING NUTS AND LOUDER CRIES OF HOLY SHIT HAVE BEGUN, BOTH WRESTLERS BOUNCED OF THE STEEL MESH AND THE DESTRUCTIVE INTENT WAS HUGE, THE BELT HAS BOUNCED ON AWAY FROM THE TWO OF THEM WHO LAY ACROSS THE STEEL CAGE HALF DEAD AND BLEEDING PROFUSELY!!!)

Jerry Walters:
MY GOD!!! OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! THERE KILLING EACH OTHER, THERE FUCKING KILLING EACH OTHER!! PREDATOR JUST SEND ORLANDO STRAIGHT TO HELL BUT WENT THERE WITH HIM!!!

Tim May:
I DON’T BELIEVE THAT!!! PREDATOR IS AS DUMB AS ORLANDO!!! SHE HAD THIS WON AND SHE FUCKED IT UP!!!

(Both of the wrestlers are hardly moving bruises appearing all over there bodies a large bruise running from under Orlando Cruze’s armpit right down to middle of his thigh from where Predator dropped him onto the scaffold polls holding the cell one roof together! But somehow, SOMEHOW, the two of them again begin to move both of them crawling military style toward the World title, they both grab it at the same time and tug it toward them neither of them willing to let it go, slowly they get to there feet, Orlando then throws right to the face of Predator who fires back again Orlando fires back, Predator then replies for a right hand but Orlando blocks it letting her hold the title for a split second before taking her legs from under her and hitting her with a catapult right into the cell 2 wall before getting up and grabbing her from behind into a reverse DDT applying more pressure to her damaged neck, he then spins 180 degrees dropping an elbow right across it and dropping her to the mesh, he then looks over at the title the fans on there feet going wild, he slowly crawls across to it, his eyes fixed on the belt and then back at the non-moving Predator, he takes it in his hands, the fans jumping everywhere and throwing some kind of mosh as he climbs down the wall, suddenly he jumps off and gets a huge response, screams from all over the arena a 79,000 plus fans reaction as Orlando falls to a sitting position on the mat his eyes glaring at the gold, his face one of disbelief and amazement, suddenly ‘in the shadows’ by Rasmus plays over the sound system and the fans go even more wild, the level of noise is that loud the music can hardly be heard, Orlando is in tears of joy, his face still transfixed to the belt.)

Jerry Walters:
HE DONE IT!!! ORLANDO HAS REACHED HIS DREAM AND ITS OVER, ORLANDO CRUZE IS THE NEW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE ULW!!

Tim May:
I don’t believe this, first Daemon now Orlando, the ULW is heading for a crash course, Orlando is going to end the ULW.

Jerry Walters:
No, tonight we are seeing the light defeat the dark, amongst the evil of the ULW Orlando Cruze and Daemon Frost came out on top and we have ourselves a new legend to stare at…His name is Orlando Cruze.

(The music has played once and is now repeating itself, Orlando is still at the bottom of the cell coming down the wall is his opponent Predator, the two of them just stare at each other as the cage begins to rise back up and offer a respectful nod suddenly they both turn as Blood King stands in the ring, the fans are showing mixed reactions to what is going on and Predator looks as confused as anyone, she gets in the ring and stares at Blood King, her head still spinning, blood still running from her face… Suddenly he gets down on one knee and the fans are going wild, he pulls out a box and opens it to her and Predators hand just raises to her mouth in shock, she looks up at Blood King then back down at the ring a number of times before nodding her head and jumping at the big mans frame, hugging him hard, the fans are cheering loud as Predator leaves the ring, Blood King just stands and stares at Orlando before also offering him a nod of respect and leaving the ring before outstretching his arms allowing Orlando to take the centre stage, the two happily head back up the ramp with Blood King carrying an injured Predator as the cameras turn back to Orlando.)

Jerry Walters:
Ladies and gentleman, Predator and Blood King are getting married, what a way to end this show, but please stand up for Orlando Cruze, he has gone through hell and back over recent weeks and finally…FINALLY…He wins the world title.

Tim May:
I think I’m gonna be sick, the freaks are getting married and Orlando is world champion, all we need now is a ring made of flowers and a crowd full of Happy, Happy Michael Jackson’s at a kids parade!

Jerry Walters:
I wonder how you can be so bitter, but right now, I just don’t care, ladies and gentleman I thank you for joining us, I hope you enjoyed it as much as us, thank you…Good night!

(The nights last scenes close with Orlando in the ring, his eyes focused on the world title before climbing the ring turnbuckle and raising the world heavyweight championship above his head, the gold sparkling as the cameras go mad at Orlando his music playing loudly once more, the scenes of the new world champion then fade into the darkness as the initials of the ULW appear glimmering in the darkness.)