ULW Bloody Massacre


ULW Equilibrium

Live from
The Birmingham NEC Arena, Birmingham, England


What is to become of us when the fate of our lives, the path of our very existence is already decided by the hands of fate. The hands of god himself.

(Black and white images show Nathan Creed, Chapel and Bullseye blood running down there faces over various separate occasions.)

Is there a life after life? Will our actions of our life now be the ramifications of our live beyond the body?

(The dead face of Phantom is seen a the top of the stage area the lights dim around him and his clothing covered in dirt from his burial at Bloody Massacre.)

……What if you could change Gods law, what if the fate of man, the fate of a single individual soul could be changed?

(Various former DWA wrestlers including River Angelus, Cody Zahns and Teresa Hilton are shown from there days in the small time. A church bell now begins to ring in the background)

What if you could beat Gods rules, change the path you are set to lead, beat the future that has been set before you and find one of your own….What if you could find…EQUILIBRIUM!?!

(Suddenly Emperor XI “Warriors of Modern Death” hits and such duos as Synclaire and Magnum are seen staring each other down, Bullseye is seen hitting Chapel with a spear and claiming the hardcore gold, Creed is shown locking in the courtesy call on Kevin Baumann.
The guitar riff comes in and a smiling Conrad Gray is seen staring upon AWOL the words “You’ll never get the title” airing over the footage as AWOL is seen defeating Serenity followed by Bullseye and then Creed before the changed expression of Conrad is seen.)

Jerry Walters:
AWOL IS GOING TO THE SLAM BAM FINAL!!!

(The scene then shows shots of Desolation beating Damien, Psycho and Chris Hunter before the staring eyes of Magnum at a former FUF show is seen, the scene one cut from the FUF show, the former world champion just glaring at the newlywed from a distance.)

Tim May:
Desolation Vs AWOL, I don’t believe it, it’s huge!

(The chorus then jumps in and Daemon is seen his hand raised, blood pouring down his tired face as the Bloody Massacre shots air again the familiar scenes of Frost claiming his number one contendership, then scene then merges with the shot of Orlando holding the title aloft at the end of the Weapons lair also drenched in blood before the heavy drums and guitar hit louder showing the chair shot by Orlando to Daemon and Daemon to Orlando, Kingdom in both shots being seen ducking out of the way!)

Sheryl:
THE THIRD MAN IN THE MAIN EVENT…JONNY KINGDOM!!!

(The shots showing a smiling Johnny Kingdom before various takes of his actions over the last month show including his win over Jon Rich and Daemon Frost before showing his chair shots to both Cruze and Frost, the last guitar riffs of the song then begin to play as finally the shots of the angry faces of three men are seen before the last chords of the song see the shot fade once more to Orlando holding the title aloft.)


EQUILIBRIUM LIVE FROM THE BIRMINGHAM NEC, BIRMINGHAM, ENGLAND

(Fireworks explode from the stage and ring area, an array of red, blue and other various colours highlighting over the fans as the screams of excitement create a huge eruption from the full house English fans over 40,000 of them! Finally it is here the UK Pay Per View extravaganza, Equilibrium!! The cameras pan around the fans searching out the best of the banners, some self drawn pictures of Vivian are seen around the fans as well as “Daemon Frost First 2x Champ!” and “Conrad fears AWOL” the large mechanical stage is alight with more pyro now causing another cheer of excitement before lead Announcers Jerry Walters and Tim May are seen sitting at ringside dressed smartly for the occasion.)

Jerry Walters:
LADIES AND GENTLEMAN…WELCOME… To ULW Equilibrium live on pay per view only on channel 69 and what a show its going to be, the English fans have loved the month gone by as have the ULW and man I am already looking forward to out next pay per view over here in the UK in May 2005, ULW Retribution.

Tim May:
Speak for yourself, I have hated the weather, the idiotic sports and there horrible accents from start to finish and if there is one thing I want, its to be out of the UK for good!

Jerry Walters:
You are just bitter they have had no Basketball on!

Tim May:
Well wouldn’t you be, how often do you get to see scenes like we saw this week, crowd trouble like that doesn’t come along every day you know!

Jerry Walters:
Whatever you say Tim, but ladies and gentleman, myself and the locker room personally can only thank all you great fans from the United Kingdom for the great atmospheres and the great experience you have given us and the footage we are about to show you is just some of the great moments we have had since coming here.


GOODBYE BRITAIN.

(The scene opens with Tom Hammond standing in the ring laughing at the chants from the Royal Albert Hall as they chant “Hammond, Hammond” before cutting to the backstage area with Hurse at the camera smiling a drink in hand.)

Hurse:
Why does it rain so much here!!! DAMN YOU ENGLAND!!

(Hurse and the group around him just laugh a number of men normally seen behind the camera getting caught on shot as Hurse cracks up into laughter at something unknown happening behind the camera. Suddenly the opening piano chords of “Let me Entertain you” by Robbie Williams begins and various shots are seen of house shows in Wales and Scotland as well as in England with the roster coming out doing various uncharatersitic things before another shot goes backstage this time of AWOL with a fan hugging with him for a photo.)

Fan:
Thank you!

AWOL:
Hey no problem, but you stay away from that mean Conrad Gray, go on tell the camera.

(The fans smiles and walks up to the camera.)

Fan:
Conrad SUCKS!!!

AWOL:
I like this kid!!!

(AWOL Just laughs and roughs up the boys hair before the shot cuts to Conrad talking away to someone in a suit before suddenly laughing out loud and in the midst of the joke performs his own Michael Jackson moonwalk causing the laughter to just higher in volume. More shots then go to the ring where Allen Rage is signing autographs in the front row, then it cuts to Chris Hunter doing the same but at an opening in a shopping centre. Suddenly the music stops and goes back to the building sound of the piano as shots o the fireworks at the beginning of the shows is seen.
The music then builds and once more the wrestlers are seen interacting with the fans, Kingdom is seen walking down the aisle and pointing at a “Cruze Sucks” sign and laughing before the scene cuts to the World Champion himself letting a small girl hold the World title for a photo opportunity. Before finally the song begins to end and the last shots are of Sheryl on the rampway with the full roster behind her at a house show only hours ago)

Sheryl:
England, thank you….It has been our pleasure to perform for you all…Thank you.

(The last of the song plays out as the shot of the roster clapping the fans dies away into a well took camera angle of the ULW initials between two British flags as Hammond announces a match in the ring.)


Back In the Arena

(The pictures come back to the arena to another huge eruption of applause from the English fans who are bellowing out there approval for the ULW, the shot cuts back down to Jerry Walters and Tim May at ringside as the two men share opposite expressions, Jerry is looking around proudly at the fans while May just looks fed up.)

Jerry Walters:
What a crowd here at Birmingham and what a great crowd you have all been over this last month in the UK and from everyone here apart from Tim May at ULW we thank you for the great welcome and reception we have had here.

Tim May:
Can we get on with the event now, please, I mean anything to get of the subject of these no good English fans!

Jerry Walters:
Not sure your opinion of the fans is shared by many Tim but yes we can and will crack on and what a show it is, two battle royals, nearly every belt in the ULW on the line, two careers on the line and if Curtis is no careful lives on the line as well when he takes on Killjoy later tonight

Tim May:
The next match is the one I wanna see though Jerry, call it cliché for me to say this, but seeing so many woman in one ring, so many beautiful woman let me add in one ring is just to much to bare!

Jerry Walters:
That’s right the first match tonight Is the battle royal for the woman’s title and some big contenders in this including the former heavyweight champion of the world Hellkat, Conrad’s assistant Lady Lust and the one to watch former DWA women’s champion Teresa Hilton!


FEMALE INVITATIONAL BATTLE ROYAL


The sound of the drums begins to beat as Come with me by Puff Daddy plays through the sound system. The camera fades into her video, the scenes of a Godzilla type woman in a business suit stepping on cities and trampling on civilians while laughing hysterically, suddenly she turns to the camera her eyes red and her face fierce some, suddenly the camera pans back out where the fans are booing loudly the most hated person in the business, the boss, the owner, Sheryl Marie Gray. She smiles out at the stadiums audience … WEARING HER BUSINESS ATTIRE!

Jerry Walters
Why isn’t she dressed for this match?

Tim May
Personally I am glad she isn’t, I would not want to see our wonderful boss hurt in any way tonight!

Jerry Walters
Could your nose be any browner?

Looking at the repair crew work she shakes her head then quickly walks down the ramp. Under her arm she carries something in a black bag. Ignoring the front row and rolling under the bottom rope looking around at the continuing hatred shown to her. She Pulls a mic from one of the people outside the ring, and puts it to her face…

Sheryl Grey
“Did you actually believe that I would subject myself into this match? What the hell is wrong with you people? No… I am here for a much nobler cause. I am here to present the first ULW Woman’s champion.”

She pulls the new belt out of the bag and momentarily the crowd stops booing as they admire the new belt. Sheryl lowers the belt, holding it too her waist to see how it would look and once again the audience boos her.

Sheryl Grey
“…Oh yeah, and if anyone from the back thinks they are going to mess this up… they are mistaken! Men are banned from ringside… so all of you can leave your little boyfriends backstage. They wont be helping you here tonight!”

She laughs before dropping the microphone and climbing down from the ring to stand by the announcer table where she waits for the match to begin, tapping her foot and crossing her arms.

Jerry Walters
Well, I am actually glad to hear from her for once, That is an excellent rule. I am sick of seeing outside interference anyways…

The arena glows gold as strobes flash in sync with "Twilight Zone" as the rare women's stable, the ‘Glamour Girls’, make their way to the ring with Chastity and Ophelia out front, Corina in the middle and Kathy at the back. They climb into the ring just as the repair crew finish putting up the bottom ring rope and stand waiting for their opponents.

Tim May
You know what… I am so sick and tired of all these people coming out at once, I am not even going to talk about each one… I am just going to sit back and drink my coffee

Jerry Walters
What a surprise, you are not going to do your job… again…

Trouble by Cypress Hill begins to play out of the speakers as Lady Lusts reel begins to play over the three screens in the arena, suddenly from the back she walks out the boos loud and clear but her face not caring. Her cold expression just stares in the ring as she prepares for her match, suddenly her chrous hits and a blast of pyro triggers her decent down the ramp, she reaches the ring and rolls in just as the chorus comes to an end. The Glamour Girl’s all stare at her with hate in their eyes as she walks up to them, hips swaying and stares Chastity in the face.

Heaven's A Lie by Lacuna Coil plays as the demented one, Teresa Hilton appears. She is looking determined, carrying a Singapore cane as she walks to the ring and slides under the ropes, just wanting to get the match under way. Suddenly Sheryl hops up on the ring, calling her over. Teresa looks confused and walks to the boss, who pulls the cane away from her before climbing back down to watch the match. Teresa looks at her for a moment longer before turning back to her opponents.

Everything Goes Black and a single red spot light comes up as Vampira by moonspell Hits after a few moments, Rebecca Appers in a Black Robe she walks down to the ring. About half way down the ramp way, the rope slips from her slim figure revealing her self she tauants the crowd and as the house lights fade slowly back. She Hisses and bares her Fangs Before climbing up the stairs into the ring.

Burning Heat! (3 Option Mix) begins an epic pulse pounding entrance, and as the song kicks into earnest, Jenny rushes the ring, and runs to the corner, jumping to the second turnbuckle and giving a double thumbs up to the audience. She jumps down, runs to the opposite corner and does the same, grinning and backflipping out of the corner this time - landing on her feet... Suddenly, Lady lust sticks out her foot and Jenny falls flat on her back. Lust simply struts away as Jenny, getting back to her feet pulls the robe off and tosses it to her corner. Standing up, she charges at Lust who kicks out with the heel of her left foot catching Jenny in the face. The other women simply watch as this Happens. With as small sigh of Satisfaction, Lust moves away, only to be tripped down by Jenny with a sweeping kick. Lust falls back and Jenny leaps at her, pulling at her hair and banging her head into the mat. Nobody else really does anything to stop this, but waits for the other opponents to start the match.

Jerry Walters
Still Nothing to say

Tim May
Nope… Not a thing…

Inkubus Sukkubs' "Samhain" hits the PA and the lights strobe orange and white. Hellkat walks out onto the entry ramp, she walks down the ramp skipping and smiling. As Jenny and Lust continue to roll around, gouging at each other, the others moving out of the way, Hellkat leaps up to the apron and climbs in. without hesitating, Hellkat reaches down and gooses Lust! Lust leaps off Jenny and away from Hellkat, shooting her a dirty look. Jenny just stands, her lip bloody from one of the exchanges of punches between Lust and herself.

Tim May
What the hell is Hellkat doing?

Jerry Walters
What, you can’t talk during a fight, but the moment another female wrestler touches a woman in the crotch you are all up and ready to go

Tim May
Um…yeah!

"Nymphetamine" by Cradle of Filth floats through the arena. The crowd gives off a mixed reaction to the music. After a moment, Celestra slinks her way through the entryway curtain and almost floats to the top of the ramp. Celestra does a little seductive dancing at the top of the stage. Celestra walks down to ringside alone, Killjoy being banned on account of being a man! Celestra steps in slowly, showing off her body to the crowd. The crowd erupts into wolf whistles and hoots as Celestra gets into the ring. Without waiting for the music to fade out the bell rings and the match is underway!

Tim May
Finally! I thought we would never get started

Jerry Walters
That is what you said about the last match

Lady Lust, still being pissed at being felt up, Rushes at Hellkat when Jenny grabs her hair and pulls her down to the Matt. The Glamour Girls stick together, rushing Celestra and Teresa. Rebecca seeing an opportunity, moves behind Corina as she holds Celestra for Ophelia and grabs her hair, bulling her back into a sit down reverse bulldog. Ophelia, already overextending herself as she swings at Celestra. Celestra, now free, blocks the punch, is tossed with an arm drag over the top rope. Ophelia, having been unable to stop herself, crashes to the floor which she bangs in frustration.

Jerry Walters
Well, there goes one of the Glamour Girls!

Tim May
They deserve it! They shouldn’t be teamed up in this match in the first place, working together all cozy!

Hellkat simply dances around the action, watching for the moment to act… seeing an opportunity as Kathy Smith pulls Rebecca Raines head into her crotch to hoist her into a powerbomb position. Hellkat reaches around with both hands, and clamps them firmly on her breasts!!! Shocked, Kathy stops and Rebecca is able to lift her over her shoulders before dropping her in a reverse electric chair drop! Hellkat just giggles and jumps back.

Tim May
Is Hellkat going to DO anything in this match

Jerry Walters
Well, not if she is smart… this isn’t her only match here and she doesn’t want to jeopardize that!

Teresa Hilton locks up with Corina and forces her into the corner, where with her hands she begins to choke her. Corina is able to free herself as she rakes Teresa’s eyes, Teresa turns away, clutching her face only to be pulled back by Cornia. Cornia, turning around and running up the turnbuckle, meaning to use her own weight to carry the move into an inverted DDT, is pushed by Teresa over the turnbuckle. With nothing to stop her Cornia simply falls, back first onto the steel steps. Screaming out she rolls off the steps onto her head, clutching at her back. The audience, unable to believe that such brutality came from a woman, starts a Holy Shit chant! The chant is cut short however… The colour from Sheryl’s face drains…

Tim May
Oh GOD! Not again…

The Most Sadistic by Necro plays over the speakers causing the fans to stand and cheer loudly as the joint Psycho – Too Mag video reel begins playing over the large screens of the Equilibrium set, suddenly the fans cheer louder as Project Lost Cause walk out from the back dressed as women! The fans are just going crazy as the newest tag team to the ULW heads down the ramp getting cat calls, Mag has a damn mop in his hand and Psycho is seemingly talking to an empty nothingness which we can only assume is Izzy, they both slide under the ring. the fans closest getting a rather unpleasant site as the duo stand in the ring realizing that they are not wearing anything under the skirts!

Jerry Walters
What the hell are these two doing out here… they can’t win the woman’s title! They really are a lost cause!

Sheryl Grey jumps up onto the ring apron ordering the referee to remove them from the match. The ref, caught up in the confusion does not hear Sheryl as she continues to shout. Too Mag grabs Celestra from behind, spinning her around and hits The Midas Touch – A Neckdrop DDT! Celestra crumples to the ground. Psycho pulls her up and military presses her above his head. Walking to the side, he simply dumps her over the top rope to the floor. Sheryl is furious, beating on the ropes for the Ref to call them out when suddenly, Teressa having been Irish whipped by Lady Lust, slams into the ropes and Sheryl Grey. Sheryl falls from the apron face first into the announcers table knocking the owner flat out. She lays sprawled, unmoving on the floor. EMT’s rush from the back as a pool of blood slowly expands from beneath her hair.

Tim May
NO! Teresa Hilton has attacked Sheryl!

Jerry Walters
Teresa Hilton was thrown into the ropes …

Tim May
It was deliberate… can’t you see that in her eyes

Teressa looks back over the ropes at the Owner of the ULW. From behind, Psycho lifts her straight up and pushes her over the top rope, where she lands on top of the already injured Sheryl Grey. Teressa quickly scrambles off, but the damage has already been done. EMT’s lift Sheryl onto a stretcher and rush her backstage. The belt now half soaked in blood lays on the floor. Teressa, having been eliminated by Psycho… walks to the back.

Tim May
Sheryl is going to be pissed! Teressa should be ashamed!

Jerry Walters
It was an accident. If this is anyone’s fault it is Project Lost Cause’s

Tim May
Don’t be fooled by her beautiful appearance, I know she is guilty of this! She did that on purpose!

Jerry Walters
You are hopeless

In the ring, the two men are dominating the women. Chastity tries to help Kathy Smith, who Psycho has locked in a sleeper, when Too Meg comes from behind and straight punches her in the back. Psycho drops the choking Kathy to the mat and grabs the stumbling Chastity. Pulling her up, Psycho hits the Psychosis Bomb - a Crucifix powerbomb right on top of her partner, Kathy. The two lay in a heap as Rebecca and Jenny Mclanahan trade blows in the background. The two bend over, giving the audience and cameras a rather unpleasant view, and pick up the two women, shoving them over the top rope and out of the ring before high fiving each other. Lady Lust, having seen enough, runs forward only to be hit in the face with Too Mag’s mop! Jenny and Rebecca have locked up, Hellkat, having been resting in a corner sneaks from behind and reaches between Jenny’s legs, feeling her up. Jenny jumps in surprise allowing Rebecca to lift her into a spine buster. Rebecca stares across at Hellkat when suddenly Hellkat reaches across and gropes one of Rebecca’s breasts.

Tim May
And there goes Hellkat again… I wish I was Hellkat

Jerry Walters
You might not wish that in a moment

Rebecca has had enough. She launches herself on Hellkat, who simply rolls through with it and somehow manages to grasp Rebecca’s legs into a Boston Crab! Rebecca grits her teeth and bares it as Hellkat puts on more pressure, trying her best to watch her back… Too Mag steps over Lady Lust as Psycho Irish whips Jenny into the turnbuckle. Suddenly the color runs out of Mag’s face. Lady Lust has just Bit him in the groin! Screaming, Psycho turns as Lady Lust seems to float to her feet. Walking suductivly up to him as Too Mag slumps against the ropes, Psycho just smiles. Suddenly, the palm of her hand shoots out, connecting with Psycho’s chest. Multiple small single palm strikes before a large double hand palm strike to the chest shoots out causing Psycho to fly backwards towards the corner where Jenny is just getting up. Falling backwards, Psycho carries Jenny over the top rope with him and both are officially eliminated. Lust then turns her attention back to Mag, who… not wanting anything else to happen to his testicles, hops over the top rope and eliminates himself. Too Mag limps, holding his crotch which the audience sees plain as day, all the way to the back! Smiling, Lust does not see the two women rush her from behind. Rebecca and Hellkat, working together as the opportunity presented itself, lift Lust into the air (Hellkat’s hands resting in an inappropriate area of Lusts body) and toss her over the top rope. Lust falls to the floor as Rebecca turns and locks her arms around Hellkat’s neck.

Tim May
And Hellkat was doing so well at avoiding conflict!

Jerry Walters
That is all you can say… you just witnessed a poor man being BIT in the testicles and all you can talk about is Hellkat!

Tim May
I am trying to forget!

Rebecca bites hard down into Hellkat’s neck as she locks in The Embrace, a Modified Sleeper as she bites the Neck of Her Opponent. Hellkat, not knowing what else to do, digs her teeth into the arm of Rebecca, drawing blood. Rebecca releases the hold quickly, pulling her arm away as Hellkat springs into action, first jumping to the middle rope, then the top where she turns 180 degrees and takes off, smashing into the standing Rebecca with the Draconoclasm (Springboard Moonsault). Rebecca falls back as Hellkat rolls back through, grabbing Rebecca legs as she makes it to her feet. Looking around, she falls back, tossing Rebecca straight into and over the ropes. Rebecca falls hard, straight onto her head! Rebecca slumps to the floor as Hellkat stands, The ref, cleaning Sheryl’s blood from the new belt with his shirt, Presents Hellkat with the first Ever Womans Title!

Tim May
Sheryl is going to be pissed! She wanted to do that… and I am sure she didn’t want such a freak to win!

Jerry Walter
Oh Shut up… Hellkat will make a great Champion! I mean, just look at her past! She has even beaten Daemon Frost for his title!

Tim May
Like that is hard to do!

Jerry Walter
You should really watch what you say Tim… you don’t know who could be listening!

Hellkat puts the belt around her waist, touching the two holes in her neck where Rebecca bit her. The crowd cheers as the show cuts to the backstage.


Backstage


(The scene opens backstage, Chastity and the other glamour girls are not looking happy at there loss and in the corner Young Chris is looking prepared for his match later on in the male battle royal already in his attire, suddenly the doors in the middle of the shot open and Chris Hunter walks in with a huge confidence.)

C. Hunter:
YES, YES…LADIES AND GENTLEMAN OF THE ULW, LOOK AT YOUR NEW DOUBLE CHAMPION!

(The wrestlers present just look at the growing ego of Chris he walks past the girls and amazingly slaps the arse of Chastity, but she turns and nearly slaps the teeth right out of his mouth knocking him back across the hall.)

Chastity:
What the hell was that? What the hell do you think you are doing? Chris I am not your piece of ass prick, I am a wrestler and if you think about touching me again ill break ya damn hand!

C. Hunter:
Whoa! So much hostility, I’m sorry, damn woman I am merely on a high pull the monkey out of your ass!

Chastity:
Oh…Ill be pulling something and it won’t be apart of me…And believe me I have a tight grip and a sick mind when I want one…

C. Hunter:
Are those words grounds for a first date?

Chastity:
If they were…They’d be your last date as well…With anyone!

(Chastity then turns and walks away with the other girls leaving Chris in some surprise at the bitterness in her words. He grabs his cheek as suddenly Young Chris stands beside him.)

Young Chris:
Wow man, you just got punked! HA!

Chris Hunter:
Do you want me to hit you?

Young Chris:
Oh man, come on there is no need for such hatred, I am a good man. Look, I am new here and so is she and believe me man, you don’t stand a chance, I know so…

Chris Hunter:
How do you know?

Young Chris:
She was telling that Kathy Smith girl man, she let the whole DWA roster know as well, she just has a thing against you, says you are “below her”

Chris Hunter:
WHAT?

Young Chris:
Yeah man, seriously she said she thinks Curtis is the real player and would jump for him, she said you are just a Curtis wannabe.

Chris Hunter:
……What is your point? Or are you actually just after a punch…

Young Chris:
My point my dear man is I can change that, I got a bit of a love potion going on and from one Chris to another I am happy to pass some of it on to you?

Chris Hunter:
A love potion? Haven’t you got past Disney yet man?

Young Chris:
Oh, fine mock me if you wish…Ill just to have a piece of her arse myself!

(Chris Hunter just stared at the man, unsure what to think, suddenly he sighs and turns to Young Chris who is smiling.)

Chris Hunter:
Ok, fine, and this will work right? What do I need to do?

Young Chris:
Just take this and put it in a drink, then say 20 minutes later, she will be all yours man.

(Young Chris gives him a bag of white powder and grins as Chris looks at it nervously but nods anyway and accepts it before placing it in his pocket and giving Young Chris a last stare before heading away as Young Chris grins evilly.)


Also Backstage


(The scene opens with Tom Hammond dressed smartly in the back and a microphone in hand next to him is a door reading Johnny Kingdom and the site of it causes a barrage of boos from the fans watching in the NEC arena.)

Hammond:
Ladies and Gentleman we are not far now from the World Heavyweight title match and I am back here now hoping to get a word with all three men regarding the match, starting here, Johnny Kingdom in his first ever World Title match…

(Hammond knocks on the door and waits for an answer, suddenly the door opens and standing there is Johnny Kingdom, he looks at Hammond before stepping out from the door closing it behind him.)

Hammond:
Johnny, I got to ask you some questions about tonight…The big one…The World Heavyweight-

Kingdom:
Hammond you idiot, first of all its Mr. Kingdom to you…Secondly, I know what tonight it is and I know what it means, I know what its all about, this is my moment, my chance and if anybody thinks I am going to let that slip they are as stupid as you Tom.

Hammond:
Are you not worried about Daemon Frost? It’s no lie to say he is going to want revenge for your last Pay Per View match up…

Kingdom:
Frost, no I am not Hammond what the hell are you thinking? I have beat Frost before and tonight I am going to do it again and this time…My fate here in the ULW will be sealed and Johnny Kingdom will become the NEW World Heavyweight Champion…And that, is just how it happens Tom Hammond, now go bug someone else!

(Kingdom just walks back in his locker room slamming the door behind him and leaving Hammond looking confused outside in the lobby.)


Hurse Vs Jack Kelly


"And I'm breeaaaaaakiiiing the hooooobbbbiiiiit!" With that screamed line the Lord of the Rings theme begins to play. Hurse walks out looking confused. The sinister chuckling from back around the production truck area, as well as the presence of SPIDER as ring announcer mean that once again the Loons have decided to screw with a match.

SPIDER: Ladies and gentlemen, coming down the aisle, he is the skinniest motherfucker in ULW, standing at 6 foot something and weighing in at a number that makes Spike Dudley seem morbidly obese. He hails from some place no one at all gives a shit about. He is the man that put AWOL into a coma, by absolutely boring him to a near death state with his never ending stream of bullshit, he is the Harbringer of Boredom and the Epitome of the Inarticulate. HURSE!

"SQUEEEEEEEEEEAL!" The pig noises that are Henry Godwin's theme music fill the arena as an equally confused Jack Kelly marches down to the ring.

SPIDER: And his opponent, from Pigfuck, Arkansas, he weighs in tonight at a hell of a lot more then Calista Flockhart over here. He stands Six feet three inches in height and is nowhere near as likely to blow away in a windstorm. He is "God's Gift to Barnyard Creatures," as well as the only man in ULW who has every mounted a pig from behind and stayed on the required eight seconds, ladies and gentlemen, Jack Kelly!

SPIDER slides into the announce booth as the announcers step out for refreshments and a potty break. In the ring Hurse and Jack Kelly are still glaring at SPIDER. Hurse takes advantage of the opportunity to clock Kelly from behind as the bell rings. Hurse with a whip to the ropes, the much heavier Kelly counters, but Hurse nails Kelly with a clothesline, quickly following up with a leg drop.

SPIDER: Hurse taking the advantage quickly here. Going right after him off the bat with a flurry of offense.

Hurse has taken up a mounted position on Kelly and is raining punches onto his opponent. Kelly gets to his feet, only to be thrown upside down into the turnbuckle by a Northern Lights suplex. A baseball slide dropkick knocks Kelly out of the tree of woe, and a flipping neck breaker nearly snaps the neck of Kelly like a twig.

SPIDER: Hurse is beating on this Kelly dude like the motherfucker owes him money.

Hurse jumps up on the top rope and comes off with a Shooting Star...

SPIDER: OH SHIT!

...Self-Piledriver. Hurse just about landed square on his head, thankfully his butt lands on Jack Kelly. The referee counts quickly. One, two, three! It's over! The paramedics are out with a stretcher and a neck collar for Hurse. Kelly is up and looking pissed. Led Zepplin's "Kashmir" blasts over the arena PA, whoops, sorry, that's "Come With Me." Sheryl Marie Gray is out on the ramp with a mic.

Conrad: Jack Kelly, your performance here in ULW has been piss poor. Quite frankly you don't deserve to be here amongst talented superstars! In short Kelly, YOU'RE FIIIIIRRRRRED!

Jack Kelly's jaw drops. He turns to Hurse, who is still being attended to by paramedics, only to find a trash can suddenly flying through the air. Kelly snags the thing out of the air, only to suddenly find it smashing into his face courtesy of SPIDER’s dirty combat boot. SPIDER drags the wooz Kelly out to the ring apron, and nails him with a kick to the gut. THE HARDCORE MESSIAH throws up the Evil Eye and picks up Kelly in a Canadian Backbreaker, jumping off the apron as he does so, spinning Kelly back down into SUPER SPIDER DRIVER! Apparently the leader of the ULW Welcoming Committee is also the head of the ULW Exiting Committee.


Backstage


(The scene opens backstage with Teresa Hilton sitting in a quiet lobby she is leant over her face in her hands and it become obvious she is crying her eyes out, she smacks the floor in anguish and cries out louder before boos from the fans can be heard as Young Chris appears in the background a grin on his face.
He shakes it off and puts on a serious face before coughing to get Teresa’s attention, she instantly looks up and tries to dry her eyes, YC just sits next to her and stares at the wall across from him, Teresa just looks confused as to why he is sitting with her.)

Young Chris:
Life sucks huh?

Teresa Hilton:
What’s it to you…Not like you care?

Young Chris:
Oh Teresa, I’m hurt by that, of course I do, me and you…We are FUF, we are DWA graduates here in the ULW, in the big bad world of the lights and the cameras…

Teresa Hilton:
Is there a point to this?

(Teresa wipes a tear as Chris smiles at her.)

Young Chris:
My point is Teresa, I have seen the hardships you are going through and I want you to know I am here for you…I can help…

Teresa Hilton:
How can you help me?

Young Chris:
……Well I seen ya down and the travelling can’t be helping, so I thought I’d share these with you.

(Teresa looks down at Young Chris’s open hand, in there is a bottle with some white pills inside she looks at him angrily for a second.)

Young Chris:
No, serious, I am not…Like that…You see this just keep ya going make ya happy and stuff ya know? They are great for our schedule and with the long trip back to the U.S. I thought they might come in handy…

(Teresa just slowly moved her hand to his taking the bottle and looking at them for a second, Young Chris just places his hand on her shoulder.)

Young Chris:
I got to go Teresa, but take care yeah…I don’t wanna see ya down, ULW is different to DWA, we got along road ahead and us DWA guys, we got to stick together right?

Teresa:
I guess… Ok.

(She forces a smile for Chris who stands and walks away from Teresa before grinning evilly and leaving the scene as Teresa is left staring at the pills before opening the top and pouring 2-3 on her hand as the camera fades to black.)


Also Backstage


(The scene opens in the back with Chris Hunter, he breathes deeply and holds a coffee in his hand, he then goes into his pocket and looks at the small bag Young Chris gave him before breathing another deep breathe and pouring the contents into the coffee and whirling the liquid around for a while before placing the bag into his pocket again and stepping out from the corner.
Sitting on a table in front of him is Chastity and she sees him coming and rolls her eyes in frustration, he just raises his hand in innocence.)

C.Hunter:
Whoa, whoa! I am not here to do none of that shit, honest... Actually I bought you a coffee to say sorry…I am not like that normally, I was just excited about my match later on today.

(Chastity just looked him as he handed her the coffee, she looked at it for a second before looking back at him.)

Chastity:
You’re actually pretty sweet, I heard you where the good boy of the bunch around here, thanks.

C. Hunter:
No worries, just as long as we are cool…

Chastity:
We are cool… Just wish I could call this a drink to celebrate, battle royal didn’t go my way…

C.Hunter:
Oh god, don’t worry, the chances will come back, I saw you out there you are talented.

Chastity:
Awww, thanks.

C. Hunter:
No worries

(The scene fades as Chris looks on with an evil grin as Chastity takes a sip of her drink unknowing of the things used to create it.)


Back In the arena


Jerry Walters:
This is scary Tim!

Tim May:
Did you just hear a repeat of SPIDER on Commentary again as well?

Jerry Walters:
No I meant the things happening backstage, Young Chris is becoming a dealer for the ULW, he is passing drugs around like no tomorrow and the ladies of ULW are the ones suffering!

Tim May:
What!?! He is just helping Teresa and the thing for Chastity is merely a love potion Jerry!

Jerry Walters:
That’s stronger then a damn love potion!


MALE BATTLE ROYAL


We Will Never Die Alone hits the sound system and the arena goes dark...... black lights start to glow the entry way as a giant hatchet man black light sensitive curtain falls. The man steps out from behind the curtain, Cody Zahn… the crowd goes wild for this DWA turned ULW superstar. Cody Zahn plays the crowd the entire way to the ring before climbing up onto the apron and stepping inside.

Tim May
Well, I guess We are going to get this Battle Royal started!

Jerry Walters
What gave you that idea Tim?

Tim May
Shut Up

Jerry Walters
What… are you Psychic or something? Is that how you knew?

Tim May
This is completely unprofessional here Jerry!

Profilik’s One Of A Kind shouts out over the speakers as the great one, Chris Cortez takes the stage. Looking around the arena at the people, he tries to suck in the atmosphere before walking slowly, taunting at the booing fans, to the ring. Slowly climbing the steel stairs, Chris continues to climb the turnbuckle, holding his arm up as though he has already won, before jumping down inside the ring.

Tim May
You know Jerry, I just realized something… how long is it going to take to get everyone out her to the ring?

Jerry Walters
I don’t know, why?

The lights turn off, the screan flickers and goes in to static and the song ‘Meaning of life’ by disturbed starts to play. Misty walks out first and walks down and stops half way down and throws her arms up and fireworks set off in the air. the moment the last one goes off, River enters and walks down to the ring without a single stop rolls in to the ring and passes over whatever he is holding over to misty and then stands in the middle of the ring nodding with a sadistic smirk on his face. Misty quickly makes her way back up the ramp just as Scum of the Earth by Rob Zombie plays over the speakers. The lights go out. Green mists fill the entryway and ring. Green fire erupts from the entrance way as a bolt of lightning stikes the entery way erupting the entryway in flames, when the flames die, the Figure known as X is shown sitting in his throne of bone. Misty just stares at X, who stands slowly and walks right past her to the ring, his focus never leaving the ring. Misty quickly runs backstage.

Tim May
There are twelve people in this thing! It is going to take half an hour just to get everyone out here in that ring. I guess now would be a good time to see what is on the other channels or get another beer!

Jerry Walters
Tim, you can’t say that!

“Bodies” By “Drowning Pool” Comes over the Speakers and Hunter… is no where to be found. The music continues to play and still no one comes out. Finally the music stops, Hunter… has apparently not shown up! The four wrestlers already in the ring simply wait…

Tim May
Where is Hunter?

Jerry Walters
I don’t know! Use your Psychic ability!

Tim May
Shut up!

"King of My World" blasts onto the P.A system as the lights go out and the spotlights shine throughout the arena. As the first verse is heard, a video reel of The Living Highlight is shown on the screen of the X-Vision, promoting the fans in attendance to boo. Two ULW technicians roll out a red carpet down the ramp as TLH and Rebekah make their way out to the top of the ramp. They posed for the cameras flashing, and then made their way down the ramp, ignoring the insults being hurled at them from every direction. TLH and Rebekah finally make their way to the ringside area. Rebekah stayed out of the ring as TLH slid into the ring from under the bottom rope.

Tim May
How many are left?

Jerry Walters
There are twelve people… how many are in the ring?

Tim May
Damn it to hell… there are still seven more?

The Arena Goes Black Bells Toll Though the Arena… "I Stand Alone" by "Godsmack" begins to play as Ravnos, Highlighted by a Single light Behind him, slowly Walks to the ring. The small children in the crowd are shocked by the hideous appearance of Ravnos. When he finally gets up on the Ring Apron and Steps over the top Rope, he walks over the corner, shoving Cody Zahn aside, who curses him before moving a little to the left.

Tim May
Six…

The lights go off right away. Then Art & Life (Chi-Roc) by Twista hits the P.A. System. Pyro goes off as soon as he begins rapping. Young Chris walks out in a ghetto style. He stops and looks at the crowd and spits at the people booing at him. He rolls into the ring and takes off his shirt and sun glasses. He sticks out his middle fingers and shouts "Fuck You!". Then the music stops as he waits for his opponent.

Tim May
Five…

Jerry Walters
Tim, are you going to count down with every wrestler?

Tim May
Why not!

Jerry Walters
Because it is irritating

The lights go out throughout the arena as Metallica's "Sad But True" begins to play throughout the arena. The lights flicker on and off with each cymbal crash. Hysterya appears on stage as a thick fog fills the air as he begins to walk down the ramp with his long black hair covering his face. Hysterya is wearing a black vest as he is highlighted throughout the arena and the beautiful Rebecah Kamille follows closely behind. Hysterya enters the ring when Kamille holds the ropes open, as the lights go back on Hysterya stands in the middle of the ring with his taped hands in the air and pushes his hair back as he sprays a red mist in the air. Kamille relaxes on the ropes with a devilish grin on her face as Hysterya leans into the only remaining corner buckle that is unoccupied as he awaits the match to begin. Kamille then slowly walks backstage as the other wrestlers mill around, calmly waiting for the bell to ring…

Tim May
Damn… I wish I had a piece of that! The only thing better than watching her come was watching her leave

Jerry Walters
I thought that it was boring, waiting for all the people to get out here?

Side by side, a line of pyro burst out in front of the entrance as a Dragon\'s face is flashed on the screen followed by "Step up" as DDD stands in the middle of the clearing smoke. 'Dirty' Dustin Downey looks around at the crowd, who all cheer as he runs down to the ring, every one in the ring Tenses, waiting for the bell to start the match…

Tim May
It is… Just look at this guy, do you see any super models?

“Lets Go” by Trick Daddy, Twista and Lil Jon hits, and pyro explode all around the arena. Chris Hunter walks out onto the stage met by an eruption of cheers from the fans. Chris pounds his chest over his heart, and then points to the sky. He walks down the ramp and slides into the ring amongst the mass of wrestlers already inside.

Tim May
Are we there yet?

Suddenly the lights dim and a horrid laugh blasts from the speakers before being replaced by the laughter of children, the boys sound out as “I Stand Alone” begins to play over the sound system, Rage walks out and just continues walking, his head not turning to look at the audience, his eyes never leaving the ring. Ravnos stands up from his corner as Rage slides under the ropes.

Tim May
Are we there yet?

Jerry Walters
For the love of God, do your Damn job! WE ARE LIVE MAN!

Tim May
I am doing my Job…

Finally, after long last, four referees walk from the back, each standing at one of the corners to judge who has been eliminated. As each Ref confirms he is ready, the bell rings and the twelve wrestlers lock up, except for Young Chris, who jumps into the nearest unoccupied corner to wait until things get a little less crazy. Cody Zahn, still being pissed about being shoved by Ravnos charges and tries to spear the huge man… but it has no effect. Ravnos grabs the man around his waist, hoisting him up onto his shoulders before power bombing him into the turnbuckle. Cody Screams as it looks as though Ravnos is going to step on his face when Ravnos is knocked sideways by Allen Rage, who how had been suplexed into the giant by River Angelus. X and DDD trade punches until Hysterya blows poison mist into both men’s faces. X tries simply to get it out of his eyes while Rivers panics about being blind and falls to the mat. Hysteria then kicks X right in the face, sending him over the top rope… where he lands on only a single foot. The refs watch carefully as he slides back into the ring, his other foot never touching the ground.

Tim May
Isn’t the Ref going to stop this…

Jerry Walters
This is a Battle Royal, no disqualification, the only rule is to toss someone over the top rope to eliminate them

Cody Zahn is still getting the piss beaten out of him by Ravnos, who is a man on a mission. Stomp after stomp drives Cody’s back into the turnbuckle. Allen slowly gets up, seeing the opportunity and tries to hoist Ravnos over the top rope, but is unable to move him on his own. Ravnos grabs Allen and tosses him shoulder first into Cody Zahn, laying in the corner. On the other side of the ring, Young Chris is still waiting for an opportunity. The Living Highlight is kicking River’s ribs hard with a series of side kicks. Rivers, still unable to see bends over only to be Pile Driven into the mat! The crowd goes wild, THL looking to the audience – a gleam in his eye, and he climbs the turnbuckle calling for The Highlight Reel! Just as he is about to take off, Young Chris, the only man not busy in the ring, explodes out of the corner towards THL, then leaps into the air with a huge drop kick. THL never saw it coming and flies backwards from the turnbuckle, landing hard on the floor, his head bouncing and snapping back violently as it connects with the crowd barrier. The ref Calls him out and The Living Highlight is eliminated. On the other side of the ring, Rivers is still trying to see but is lifted from the mat by Chris Hunter. Rivers allows Chris to lift him, but as Chris Hunter simply tries to push him over the top rope, Rivers wraps his arm around the neck of Chris Hunter, the other around the top rope and dumps both men to the outside. Chris Hunter is eliminated while Rivers pulls himself back over the top rope and into the ring, still unable to see. Hysterya moves in slow behind him, when from across the ring, the rest of the wrestlers toss Ravnos… having teamed up on him across the ring. Ravnos collides with Hysterya, and the weight of both men carries them over the ropes. Ravnos lands squarely on top of Hysterya… who doesn’t move.

Tim May
Damn, That had to hurt

Jerry Walters
Do you think, I mean… Ravnos only weighs about three hundred and twenty pounds!

Eventually Ravnos makes his way out of the arena, stepping over TLH who is still laying on the floor. Hysterya is carried to the back by EMT’s… TLH just remains there

Jerry Walters
Why isn’t anyone helping The Living Highlight out there?

Tim May
Who cares, he is an under carder?

Jerry Walters
Bet you wouldn’t say that to his face

Tim May
What is he going to do, he isn’t even moving!

Allen Rage, having finally earned some offense in the match, charges across the ring where X and DDD are still exchanging blows. Picking his target he dives low, Grabbing DDD around the lower legs and lifting him, tossing him over the rope and out. X, now free from DDD smiles and falls to the mat, rolling outside.

Jerry Walters
Where is he going!

Allen Rage stands back up and again only to have Cody Zahn charge him, Allen Rage, seeing him coming leapfrogs over the man who goes for a spear. Cody, wanting to get Allen on the way back, hits the ropes with his back… BUT THE ROPES ARE NOT THERE!

Tim May
My God… What is he doing, that is ULW Property!

Jerry Walters
Yeah, but damn creative

Tim May
That’s not his Job to be creative… that is Johnny Kingdom’s job!

X holds a pair of bolt cutters he had hidden under the ring, the top rope falls to the ground around the ring on the outside of the apron. Cody Zahn simply falls backwards out of the ring to the ground. Cody is Eliminated. Chris Cortez, who has done nothing the whole match but wander around the other wrestlers and avoiding contact, adding a small jab and punch when opportunity presents itself, watches as X cuts the final two ropes, all of which fall to the floor.

Tim May
Who is going to pay for this!

Jerry Walters
Calm Down?

Tim May
This is an outrage, X should be disqualified!

Rivers, still unable to see the missing ring ropes simply steps off the ring and onto the floor. X climbs back into the ring when suddenly the crowd erupts. Chris Cortez, realizing that now would be the time to start fighting, locks up with X. Chris manages to get the upper hand and tosses X with an arm drag. X almost slides out of the ring. Chris Cortez tries to dropkick the kneeling man only to be cough in a modified spine buster. X rolls Chris over, locking in a single leg Boston Crab, the knee of X digging painfully into Chris’s neck. Suddenly HUNTER charges down the ramp, having waited to enter the event. Hunter leaps up onto the ring and, grabbing X around the waist, pulls a perfect German Suplex, letting go at the hight of the move sending X sliding across the ring. X pushes himself up onto his hands and knees when, with a baseball slide, Hunter pushes X out of the ring. The ref’s eliminate him, He stands up, pissed and walks to the back. The Living Highlight slowly gets up from the floor. Having been already eliminated so early in the match, he is downright pissed. One referee comes over to tell him he is eliminated, but he attacks the referee, trying to get back in the ring at Young Chris. Another ref runs over to help restrain him. Chris Cortez turns back to the action as Allen Rage leaps with a cross body at him, Chris Cortez falls to the mat and Rage sails over him, out of the ring to the floor… but the two ref’s on that side are busy. Quickly he gets to his feet and pulls out Cortez’s legs from behind. Cortez falls, smashing face first into the mat. Rage hops back up onto the apron just as the ref’s turn, TLH finally going backstage.

Jerry Walters
That isn’t fair! Allen Rage should be eliminated!

Tim May
What are you talking about, he is the most talented wrestler in there!

Jerry Walter
He was eliminated

Tim May
Not by the referee!

Young Chris locks up with Rage, and Hunter, seeing an opportunity drops a leg on the head of Cortez as he tries to push himself up. Cortez once again tries to get up as Hunter locks him in a sleeper. Chris fights it… slowly pushing both men too their feet. Young Chris, having thrown an elbow into Rage’s face, Irish whips him towards the edge… but the Irish whip is reversed and Young Chris is sent instead. Colliding with Hunter and Cortez, the three topple sideways out of the ring. The ref’s run over and call Cortez and Hunter out… but Young Chris is still in the match, his legs resting on top of the other two wrestlers. Getting to his knees before hopping over to the ring, Allen Rage kicks at Young Chris’s face as he approaches, but Chris grabs his leg and manages to twist him back off his feet. Climbing back into the ring Young Chris pulls Allen back up and whips him still bent over into the turnbuckle. Allen Rage’s body wraps around the turnbuckle. Young Chris, not knowing what else to do, climbs the opposite turnbuckle, slowly as there is no longer the ropes for support, and takes off feet first, trying to drop kick Rage’s ribs into the turnbuckle post he is around. Rage manages to push himself over and Young Chris only catches the turnbuckle with his feet. The ring shudders with the impact.

Jerry Walters:
How devastating in that move, its disgusting damn it!

Tim May:
But legal!

Jerry Walters:
How the hell was it legal!

Tim May
No Rules, remember!

Both men slowly get to their feet, each chop blocking the other… trading chops to the chest. Allen Rage slowly build up momentum when Chris misses a chop. Again and again, both men standing in the corner, behind both is an edge of the ring. The two lock up when Young Chris kicks out, catching Rage in the testicles. Rage bends over and Chris goes for the DDT… when he is lifted off the ground. Rage pulls Chris over his shoulder before ramming him back first into the Turnbuckle. Chris falls to the floor, as does Rage, clutching his family jewels. Chris tries to hold his back as he rolls around the ring in pain.

Jerry Walter
This is going too far!

Tim May
This is finally getting good, now that X is gone and no more ULW property is being damaged!

Rage once more gets up, Chris meeting him in the center of the ring. Young Chris goes for a suplex, but his injured back gives out and Chris almost falls to the floor. Allen Rage suddenly hoists Chris into the air in a Suplex. Falling backward, Rage lands on the edge of the Apron as Chris is Suplexed backwards right out of the ring. The refs rush to make sure he is ok while Rage just lays in the middle of the ring. The bell rings and Allen Rage is declared the winner! A repair crew rushes to the ring to fix the ring ropes before the next match as a Ref climbs up onto the ring and helps Allen Rage to his feet. The audience is on their feet as Rage’s arm is thrust into the air in Victory.

Tim May
WHAT A CHAMPION

Jerry Walters
He was eliminated!

Tim May
No he wasn’t, He won… and now he gets to challenge for a championship belt!

Jerry Walters
He stole it!

Tim May
Your just upset because you are a sore loser

Jerry Walters
Whatever you say!


Backstage


(The scene opens in the parking lot as EMT’s lift Sheryl on the count of three into the back of an ambulance Teresa suddenly runs up to the ambulance but is held off by one of the EMT’s.)

EMT:
Sorry madam you cannot get on here.

Teresa:
You don’t understand, I need her to know I didn’t mean to knock her of the ring!

EMT:
She is still not awake, you are best visiting her in the hospital, I am sure she will be ok…

Teresa:
You think?

EMT:
I saw what happened I am sure she sees it as an accident as well, don’t worry.

(The EMT smiles a reassuring smile at her and climbs in the ambulance closing the door as the van begins to drive away suddenly standing behind Teresa is the monster AWOL who has just arrived in the arena.)

AWOL:
I don’t mean to dash your hopes Teresa…But Sheryl Gray like every other Gray is not so forgiving…I’d be careful if I was you and get yourself some allies…Believe me, I have dealt with the Gray’s for to long!

Teresa:
So this isn’t going to end…

AWOL:
HA! Once you touch a Gray… Expect Hell!

(AWOL just swings his bag over his shoulder and with Vivian walks into the arena as Teresa just stares on in the direction were the ambulance went before looking at her hand again, the pills still sitting there to shock from the fans she suddenly knocks them back not knowing what else to do. She just shakes her head before walking back into the arena placing the bottle of pills into her pocket.)


Also Backstage


(The scene opens backstage with Chastity and Chris Hunter the Glamour Girl is looking drunk her movements sloppy and her eyes glazed over as she pushes Chris against a wall kissing him hard, the two of them in what seems like a sexual struggle the kisses forceful and the sexual chemistry strong. Chris quickly reverses it and pushes her against a door reading store cupboard giving her an equally forceful kiss while she opens the door of the store cupboard before dragging Chris into the dark room, CH just smiles before closing the door behind him as the scene goes back to the arena.)


Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
Poor Teresa, she has no idea what the hell she has let herself in for and with all her problems and that arsehole of a fiancée of hers, things couldn’t get much worse!

Tim May:
Then she did the right thing taking the happy pills.

Jerry Walters:
Are you really an idiot? Do you realise that they are in fact illegal substances she just took?

Tim May:
Erm….

Jerry Walters:
There dangerous Tim!

Tim May:
Oh chill Jerry, it isn’t that bad, I mean look at Chastity, she enjoyed it.

Jerry Walters:
As I said the women of this federation are becoming a target already and Chastity did not want anything to do with Chris Hunter, that damn substance is allowing her to be manipulated!


Hellkat Vs Nathan Creed Vs Damien


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

Jerry Walters: Is that... Damien?

Tim May: He's a MANSONITE!

Jerry Walters: Now, now... No need to make fun of his "New" lifestyle choice for Damien... Erm... I'm being told that he now goes by Silencer.

Tim May: Silencer? Who-what now?

The arena lights dim and the haunting melody of a musicbox fills the arena. The image of a tiny plastic balerina spinning slowly on her platform appears on the Jumbotron. As the music plays the plastic toy begins to catch fire and melt. Red and orange strobe lights begin to go off as Diva Destruction's "Prey" blares over the loudspeakers. Hellkat steps out onto the entry ramp, a feral look in her eyes and a sinister smile on her face and the women’s title over her shoulder. She slowly walks to the ring, slides in, and throws off her hooded trenchcoat. She cocks her head to the side and smiles, baring her teeth, she slowly runs her tongue across each of her fangs.

Jerry Walters: Hellkat, looking ready to fight here.

Tim May: Isn't that their job? To look prepred? Hellkat is probably a bit winded.

Jerry Walters: Oh yes, that's right. She had a match earlier for the women's championship. And she won!

Tim May: And that means I'm one rich man!

Jerry Walters: Oh?

Tim May: Obviously, nobody is tougher than Hellkat, so I put a little wager on that match.

The lights in the arena dim down, the first chords of KoRn's 'Did My Time' wash out over the arena. The tiantron goes into static. The drum/bass kicks in an the lights flash on and off in tie with the music, while the static momentarily clears to give a view of a man's lowered head. It slowly rises before cutting back to static as the drum/bassline dies again. This happens each time until the mans head finally starts to look up as the main line kicks in, reveling Nathan's beaming face. Images from Nathan's past matches flash on the titantron as blue and whit lights strob across the arena. Nathan appears from outback to a chorus of jeers. He walks down to the ring, and rolls under the bottom rope. Focused he walks around the ring once before warming up by stretching on the top rope.

Jerry Walters: Look at that man. One of ULW's finest!

Tim May: Until you compare him to Orlando, then he's just Orlando's shell.

Jerry Walters: It looks like this match is about ready to get underway, so let’s get this action going!

The ref calls for the bell, as all three people emerge from their corners. Both Creed and Hellkat turn towards Silencer, who turns, and slides under the ropes. Hellkat and Creed go in hot pursuit, until they reach the ropes, but then start to argue amongst themselves, on who gets Silencer first. Creed starts it off with turning Hellkat around, and giving her a clean chop across the chest. Hellkat holds her chest for a second, and retaliates with a huge forearm. Creed tries for another chop, but Hellkat blocks it, and hits creed again with another forearm.

Jerry Walters: Silencer showing his true colors in this match, and Hellkat starting the match off strong

Tim May: It's all tactical, on Silencer's part.

Hellkat then kicks Creed in the gut, and delivers a devastating DDT! Leaving him lying there, with his feet dangling over the ropes. Silencer takes full advantage of this, climbing up onto the apron, and jumping, hitting Creed's dangling legs with a full-out senton splash! Creed immidiatly sits up, and holds his legs in pain, as Hellkat walks over to Creed, and picks him up. She takes her eye off Creed for a brief moment, to see where Silencer is, but when she turns back to Creed, she is dragged to the mat, and placed into an armbar by Creed!

Jerry Walters: NEVER take your eye off Nathan Creed, even for a split second; he's known for his quick recovery rate

Tim May: Our new women's champ is making rookie mistakes!

Silencer sees this, and climbs back up on the apron. He jumps over the top rope, and lands on Nathan Creed and Hellkat with a leg drop. Creed breaks the hold, allowing Hellkat to roll out of harms way. Meanwhile, SIlencer picks up Creed, and irish whips him into the ropes. On Creed's trek back, Silencer lays Creed out with the flying head scissors. Silencer is quickly to his feet, but knocked down, by Hellkat.
Springboarding off the top rope, and hitting him in the back of the head with a dropkick. Hellkat looks at the bodies in the ring; then picks up Silencer. She whips him into the corner hard, and on the slow rebound, she nails him with a HUGE superkick!

Jerry Walters: Did you hear that?!

Tim May: I think I say teeth fly with that one!

Hellkat then turns her attention to Creed, who is up on one knee. She runs at Creed, and keeps him down with a low dropkick to the chest.

Jerry Walters: Hellkat, in firm control now!

Tim May: Damn... Dominating one match, then coming here and doing the same, I should have bet more!

Hellkat picks up Nathan Creed, and whips him into the ropes. However, Creed hangs on, and stops his momentum. Hellkat, a bit annoyed, walks over to him, but Creed lifts his foot; Hellkat catches it, and attempts a dragon screw! But Creed is still hanging onto the ropes, so however hard she pulls, she can't get Creed off. Suddenly, Hellkat is hit from behind, from Silencer, with a spinning wheel kick! It catches Hellkat off guard, as she falls into creed, who is sent over the top rope. Silencer picks up Hellkat, and hooks his arm around her. He literally runs up the top rope, and jumps, flipping over Hellkat, giving her one hell of an arm drag!

Jerry Walters: That is perhaps, the greatest, and most innovative arm drag I've ever seen!

Tim May: Pay more attention to this man then, you're missing out on a lot!

Silencer picks up Hellkat, and kicks her in the midsection, but Hellkat catches it! Before Hellkat can try for a dragon screw, Silencer delivers an amazing enzeguri, knocking Hellkat down to the mat in a daze. Nathan Creed, starts to roll into the ring, however, Silencer sees this, and lines himself up. When Creed reaches his feet, he's knocked down twice as fast, as Silencer delivers a monsterous superkick. Silencer then points up to the sky, indicating he's about to finish this match. He jumps up to the top rope, and jumps off, aiming at Creed with a HUGE Shooting Star Press. However, Hellkat drags Creed out of the way, just in time, making Silencer land flat on his face. Hellkat rolls over Silencer, and locks in a STF. Silencer is crying out in pain, however, he refuses to tap. He slowly uses his one free hand, and struggles to pull himself to the ropes. Hellkat has different plans, as she wrenches back on Silencer's head. Silencer raises his arm to tap, but Hellkat's head suddenly snaps, and her body goes limp.

Jerry Walters: Where'd he come from?!

Tim May: Well he is in the match! Damnit! I'm working with amateurs here!

Creed hit Hellkat with a dropkick to the back of her head! Creed picks up Silencer, and whispers something into his ear, then picks up Hellkat, and both Creed and Silencer whip her into the ropes. She comes back, while Silencer and Creed bend down to deliver a double back-body drop, but Hellkat hangs on to their heads! And drills them to the mat with a vicious double DDT

Jerry Walters: Did you see that?!

Tim May: No, I'm blind!

Hellkat picks up Creed, and throws him out of the ring, then turns around, and jumps backwards, flipping over the ropes and falling on one downed Nathan Creed!

Jerry Walters: ONE BLACK WING! ONE BLACK WING!

Tim May: Now, let's see if she can get up.. They all have worked fairly hard!

Silencer gets to his feet in the ring, and catches a glimpse of the two fallen bodies on the outside. He takes a run at the ropes, and jumps off with a huge corkscrew plancha. BUT MISSES! Hellkat sees him coming, and almost instinctively rolls out of the way. All three people are on the outside, laying in a heap. Silencer's facepaint is wearing off, and it looks like he broke his nose, as there is blood all over his face. Finally, Hellkat makes it to her feet, and rolls Silencer into the ring, with her quickly following. Hellkat sits on the middle of Silencer's back and pulls his arms back, while pushing the rest of his body forwards and downwards.Silencer is screaming out in pain, and does so, until the ref tells her to release the hold, because there is no more response from Silencer. Hellkat smiles at her work, as the ref checks over Silencer, and lifts his arm.

1...

2....

3!

Jerry Walters: Hellkat did it! She knocked out Dami.. I mean Silencer!

Tim May: I KNEW IT! I should have placed a bet on this match too

(Suddenly the lights in the arena go out and the fans are left in silence some of the ones who read the leak on the internet know what are going on and some uproars have already begun Suddenly one by one the words “Did you forget me?” flash over the screen before the Highlight reel….OF GRIFFIN SEAN JOHNSON HIT THE SCREEN!! The fans are going mad with excitement as the lights turn to a faint purple a man dressed in a Griffin T-Shirt is seen standing in the entrance way his hair wet and his face angry. He steps out as the lights return to normal to a huge eruption, from the fans he just shouts blue murder at them as he heads down the ramp! He just slides in the ring and Hellkat swings the women’s title at him, but Sean ducks it, Hellkat turns to face him but he lifts her and drops her with a huge Spinebuster to the mat before grabbing the title and turning to Nathan Creed…)

Jerry Walters:
I DON’T BELIEVE THIS!! GRIFFIN IS BACK!!!

Tim May:
NO! NOT CREED!

(Nathan stands up and turns right into a gold plate slamming right into his head knocking him down, Silencer gets up just moments later and turns into a tremendous Superkick that knocks Damien into a world of stars and right through the ropes, Sean then turns back to Hellkat and lifts the Women’s title again before watching her to get up, she does and turns but Griffin just spits on the title and slams it right into her face knocking her of her feet and to the mat, suddenly from the back Desolation walks out, Sean just smiles and taunts him to enter the ring. With his match later on and Sean’s momentum he just gets up on the apron before grabbing the leg of Hellkat and dragging her to safety as Griffin just takes his top off and throws it in the crowd before trash talking some more, oh yes, it was no official…Griffin Sean Johnson was back!)


Backstage


(The scene opens backstage with Psycho leaning against a wall in the lobby, in the background Too Magnificent is seen running in circles chasing his wig trying to catch it in his mouth like a dog would chase his tail, Psycho just looks at him then looks at his watch, before staring at the wall across from him.)

Psycho:
Yes Izzy I am going to show my face, it should start soon…Well maybe the fans will hate me…I hope not but maybe they will who knows. But this goes way back and It’s just something I needed to do.

Killjoy:
Not interrupting am I?

(Psycho suddenly stands up and looks directly at Killjoy but Magnificent is none the wiser and just continues to chase his wig with his mouth.)

Psycho:
What do you want?

Killjoy:
Actually I just come to tell you Psycho, that this thing with me and you…It’s not over, oh no, in fact I intend to make sure you are dealt with once I end Curtis Jack’s reign tonight.

Psycho:
Good, because I want to be the man that takes away your title, oh wait…My title

Killjoy:
Now Psycho, your dreaming stop it…

Psycho:
We will see…

Killjoy:
Oh we will

(Killjoy smiles as does Psycho the two men just standing nose to nose, Killjoy just steps back an raises his hands in the air in innocence knowing he can’t afford a fight so close to his match, Psycho just shakes his head and turns back to Magnificent, but as he does Killjoy charges him down with a clothesline knocking him to the floor, Too Mag sees this and charges toward Psycho kneeling down beside him as his partner holds his head in pain, Killjoy just walks away smiling.)


Also Backstage


(The scene opens with TLH sitting in the arena medical room, one of the doctors is looking at his neck after he feel violently on it during the rumble, suddenly Young Chris walks past the door and TLH’s eyes glare in anger, he gets up from the doctors bed to a shout from the EMT and charges Young Chris down from behind with a clothesline before kneeling over him and laying in punch after punch but YC manages to throw TLH down and throw some punches back, the two men are all over each other as officials come to break them up.)

TLH:
You’re lucky you are on FUF Fucker cause ill kill you, you and Frost are lucky bastards you hear me prick!

(Chris just smiles and TLH turns in confusion at what he is looking at but is met with a huge shot to the head with a steel chair, Daemon Frost has just entered the arena and stands in his out of ring attire smiling over TLH the chair in hand. He stands over TLH with a grin)

Frost:
No, YOU are lucky that you are on Anni with the small time, cause Highlight…

(Frost leans down to his knocked out face and mockingly slaps his cheek.)

Frost:
You ain’t ready for the big time!

(Frost just gets up and nods at Young Chris who smiles and walks away as Frost grabs his stuff and grins at TLH one last time before heading for his locker room.)


Back In the Arena


Jerry Walters:
Daemon Frost just laid out TLH, already there is a sense of faction in the back although I am not sure about the man he saved.

Tim May:
I think Frost should be thrown out for that damn it, I can’t believe the son of a bitch just done that, TLH was merely stating that they were lucky to be on FUF, it was a compliment.

Jerry Walters:
I don’t think so Tim, in fact I think you are beginning to see the makings of the two ultimate pacts, FUF…And Annihilation, I just hope it gets no worse before the end of the show or we could be in for some real fireworks.


15ft Steel Cage, Career Match
Michael Synclaire Vs Magnum


(Step it up by Drowning Pool hits and Michael Synclaire’s highlight reel begins to play over the large screen above the entrance, there is a mixed reception for The million dollar playboy his links with Unity causing the odd amount of dislike for him, suddenly he steps out from the back in his kit looking prepped and ready for action, he jumps on the spot a few times stretching his arms before heading down to the ring where a cage is slowly being lowered around the squared circle, he reaches the ring and rolls under the ropes before moving to the far ropes and preparing for his opponent, the hitman named Magnum.)

Jerry Walters:
Big match situation now for Michael Synclaire, easily the biggest he has been in for some time, question now is can he beat the odds and beat the younger, fitter Magnum.

Tim May:
I have split loyalties here Jerry, the guy Magnum is for me a champion robbed of his glory but Synclaire is one of the Gray’s elite few.

Jerry Walters:
Don’t forget here guys Magnum also was once a High Roller, very briefly but he was during his reign as champion as well and we find out who hired Magnum for this job, my money is personally Conrad Gray!

Tim May:
What!?! Conrad!!! Why him!?! Why do you always have to pick damn favourites all the time, I think its Essa Rios!

("Faint" by Linkin Park begins to play as the lights go out, Blue lasers begin to light the arena as a fog begins to engulf the stage. A huge explosion goes off as Magnum appears at the entrance. He is accompanied by massive bodyguards, Manny and Vistago. They slowly walk down the ramp entrance as Magnum spits profanity at the fans only to reply a barrage of boos. He reaches the ring and jumps on the ring apron before entering the ring as he paces around the ring in an impatient manner. He removes his jacket as he hands it to Manny who heads back up the ramp with Vistago as the cage hits the ground circling the two wrestlers as the bell sounds.)

Jerry Walters:
Magnum has been trying to find his form lately and his aggressiveness and I think unless he finds it here tonight Michael Synclaire has a real advantage I feel

Tim May:
He has been rusty I agree, but don’t count him out yet, if he has found it Jerry it could be a long night for Synclaire

Jerry Walters:
That’s the problem with Magnum without that intensity he seems to lose a lot of who he is in that ring and its cost him against the likes of Killjoy and Orlando Cruze.

(The two men slowly begin to circle each other each testing the mesh walls of the cage before finally lunging in and locking up, both men try to test each others strengths pushing against one another for some kind of dominance suddenly though as Mag pushes against Synclaire the playboy falls bag and throws Magnum over him with an arm drag causing a mixed reaction by this divided audience, Synclaire jumps back up as does Magnum who charges back at him, but Synclaire again shows great pace and drops down hitting Magnum with a drop toe hold taking him to the canvas, he then jumps at the head of Magnum locking in a headlock to slow the match pace down.)

Jerry Walters:
Quick Start by Synclaire and impressive to.

Tim May:
God I hate this, who the hell should I cheer for!!! DAMN IT!!!

Jerry Walters:
For those of you who care enough to know, Tim May confused can be an ugly site, so please keep note of this under current circumstances.

(Magnum just quickly gets to one knee as does Synclaire still holding in the headlock, they then both get to there feet Synclaire keeping the hold locked in until Magnum runs him at the ropes and breaks it by throwing Synclaire of them and across the ring, Synclaire hits the ropes and comes back but runs right into a big shoulder block from Magnum taking him right down, Synclaire then gets back up but Mag’s just grabs his head and runs him across the ring viciously slamming him face first into the steel mesh!)

Jerry Walters:
Ooh big move and so early in this match! Magnum is showing more aggression in this match but not nearly as much as we are use to seeing but its still early…

Tim May:
WHO!?! WHO DAMN IT! WHO!?!

Jerry Walters:
I did warn you!

(Synclaire remains on his feet and just stumbles backwards but Magnum paces toward him before booting him in the midsection and lifting him onto his shoulder before dropping him a spinebuster and shouting some abuse at him before jumping high and going for an elbow drop, but Synclaire moves and Magnum lands on the mat. Both men get up but Magnum charges at Synclaire with a clothesline but the playboy ducks it and runs across the ring and against the ropes ducking another clothesline from Magnum before coming back and taking the former World Champion down with a huge flying shoulder tackle! He gets quickly back up and grabs Magnum hitting a number of right forearms to the head knocking the man back in the corner and booting him hard in the corner with a large number of stomps he then grabs Magnum by the leg and causes him to hop into the middle of the ring before swinging his leg out causing Magnum to spin round in a full circle, as he turns back to Synclaire he is took down with a huge clothesline that causes a reaction from the fans.)

Jerry Walters:
Oh that clothesline nearly took Magnum’s head off!

Tim May:
SYNCLAIRE OR MAGNUM!!! DAMN IT I HATE THIS!!!

Jerry Walters:
God this is useless!

(He covers Magnum looking for a quick win, 1…
2…
No Kickout as expected, Synclaire jus lifts Magnum slowly back to his feet but the former champ breaks the hold and tackles Synclaire back in the corner before hitting some ravaging shoulder blocks to the mid-sections that take Synclaire right off his feet time and time again Magnum then stands hitting Synclaire with an uppercut as he does before grabbing him by the head and running him across the ring attempting to throw him head first into the mesh wall, but Synclaire lifts his foot blocking the move before elbowing Magnum in the stomach and throwing him into the mesh instead.
Magnum looks shellshocked by the reversal and Synclaire wastes no time booting him in the stomach and dropping him for a DDT right onto the mat, before looking at the mesh getting a reaction again from the fans that is somewhat mixed, he gets to his feet and grabs the mesh climbing to the top rope but Magnum is already up and grabs his feet tugging them away causing Synclaire to land across the top rope neck first the newly applied ropes springing him back across the ring toward the centre of the mat.)

Jerry Walters:
Synclaire had the first attempt to escape but it failed, what can Magnum do now to regain momentum…

Tim May:
I…Er…What….WHO!?!

Jerry Walters:
Damn it Tim would you snap out of it!

(Magnum just shakes the cobwebs and powerfully begins to stamp on Synclaire before picking him to his feet and holding him against the ropes before throwing him across the ring, Synclaire hits the opposite ropes and comes back but walks right into a huge big boot by Magnum that takes him down to the mat hard. Magnum just shouts some trash to the fans before showing an aggressive burst as he just stamps time and time again on Synclaire before picking him up and throwing him right off his feet and into the steel mesh cutting Synclaire right open, he grabs Synclaire running him across the ring and this time throwing him into the opposite wall of Mesh before lifting Synclaire on to his shoulders….MASSACRE (F5 into Rock bottom)!!! HE HITS IT!!! He covers,
1…
2…
NOOO!!!! SYNCLAIRE KICKS OUT!
Magnum looks pissed and stares directly at the referee in amazement before lifting Synclaire to his feet and booting him in the stomach again and this time running him across the ring and throwing him between the turnbuckles shoulder first into the steel turnbuckle.)

Jerry Walters:
This is bad, we are seeing signs of the old Magnum, Synclaire is in serious trouble right now!

Tim May:
I think Magnum could be on a winner right now! Should I cheer or boo…AHHHH!

Jerry Walters:
Good grief!

(Magnum just walks to the other side of the ring and with a smile begins climbing the ropes slowly making his way to the top, Synclaire has just pulled himself from the corner and looks in serious pain, he rolls onto his knees as Magnum reaches the top rope but get to his feet and runs to Magnum grabbing his foot as he jumps to cage rim, Magnum just looks pissed as Synclaire tugs on his boot, he stands back on the top rope as Synclaire climbs up and both men eventually stand face to face on the top rope using the roof rim as balance, both throw punch after punch neither man giving ground but suddenly there own momentum shakes the ropes to such an extent that both men fall groin first across the top rope!)

Jerry Walters:
OH! Both men just got an awakening there!

Tim May:
Now that was bad, I can say that because it happened to both of them!

Jerry Walters:
I don’t believe you someti- Whoa! Wait a minute, wait a damn minute!

(At the top of the ramp Psycho is seen coming out the fans are cheering mainly at this but some are booing him a little he is talking to himself or to Izzy as he heads down the ramp, both men in the ring are still down and Psycho walks around to the side where the door is as both men fall of the rope and to the mat, he goes under the apron grabbing a chair before pushing the referee aside from the door and opening it, the fans are reacting loudly to this now as Psycho steps through the ropes, instantly the referee in the ring goes to stop him but Psycho clocks the official with the chair and then watches as both men stand with that he clocks Magnum with the chair dropping the Hitman to the mat before booting Synclaire in the stomach – PSYCHOSIS BOMB!!!! HE HIT IT!!!!
He grabs Synclaire again not finished and walks to the turnbuckle lifting Synclaire on top of it before climbing there himself he then uses the cage as balance before lifting Synclaire in position for a piledriver of the top rope!!! DOWNFALL….Psycho flies off and hits the tombstone causing Synclaire to hit the mat and just lay out flat.
“Holy Shit” is ringing out among the fans as Psycho just walks back out of the door and out of the cage, he is still getting a mixed reaction as he heads up the ramp and stands at the top watching the in ring action.)

Jerry Walter:
I don’t believe it, Psycho was the man who hired Magnum! Psycho wanted rid of Michael Synclaire, he paid Magnum to come back!

Tim May:
Now I have someone to blame!!! WOOO! It’s all Psycho’s fault!

Jerry Walters:
Wait for it?

Tim May:
AND ESSA RIOS!

(Magnum begins to move and slowly crawls across the ring his face now bloody from the chair shot handed to him by Psycho he manages to crawl onto Synclaire and hook the leg but the referee is out cold, Magnum is to beat though and just lays there on his opponent, suddenly the referee from outside the cage comes in and slides alongside Magnum,
1…
2…
NOOOO!!! MICHAEL SYNCLAIRE KICKED OUT!
The fans are actually cheering Synclaire who barely got a shoulder of the mat as Psycho looks on in shock, he goes to head back down the ramp but from behind Killjoy comes out and slams a chair across the back of Psycho knocking him to the ground before picking up and off his feet…REALITY ON THE STEEL RAMP HE HITS IT!! Killjoy just smiles before turning and leaving the ring area as officials come out to help Psycho.
Inside the ring both Magnum and Synclaire are barely moving both men crawling to the ropes, they both use them to get to there feet and stand right next to each other, in turn each man throws another punch but Synclaire looks worse for wear however he gets the upper hand kneeing Magnum in the stomach before climbing the ropes as does Magnum again using the cage to keep them stable they reach the top rope and still slug it out but this time its Magnum who gets the upper hand.
He knees Synclaire in the stomach as Synclaire did to him before and jumps to the Cage rim, Synclaire is slower to recover but also jumps onto the rim, the fans are going mad as both men fight 15ft in the air on the slim metal rim of the cage.)

Jerry Walters:
This is more then dangerous, this is career threatening and Synclaire has already had a close call because of Psycho in this match!

Tim May:
Synclaire is to heroic for me, COME ON MAGNUM!

Jerry Walters:
God you are an idiot, both these men deserve our praise they are giving it all they got for there careers here!

(Punch for punch the two are going at it with an “Ewww” for every single one of them from the fans, suddenly though Magnum stabs Synclaire with a thumb to the eye before booting him in the stomach and breathing deeply before lifting him up onto his shoulders…NOOOO M-BOMB RIGHT OFF THE TOP OF THE CAGE SENDING SYNCLAIRE 15FT TO THE MAT BELOW!!!
More chants of “Holy shit” ring out as Magnum sits back on the cage roof tired before slowly stepping to the outside of it and climbing down the outside and jumping to the floor as the bell sounds and Magnum’s music hits. There is a loud boo around the arena as the heroic Michael Synclaire loses his ULW Career after being with the company since day one.)

Jerry Walters:
I am in shock, Synclaire was always the underdog but you had a hope, a wish for him to win. If it wasn’t for Michael Synclaire screwing Drew of the old HSW, ULW would never have been, that’s how concreted this man is in the ULW Walls.

Tim May:
The better man won though jerry and with a new future comes a new era and that era is Magnum’s!

Jerry Walters:
He is a great athlete no doubt, but the love this Michael Synclaire had for the ULW goes without saying and losing him is a crying shame!

(Magnum walks up the ramp where Psycho was earlier helped backstage and has his hand held in victory as the cage rises back up with officials sat around Synclaire telling him what happened, painfully while laying down to a doctors examination he places his hands over his face a tear running from his eye, the fans are on there feet for this man, they can’t believe what they are saying.
With that the doc gives him a nod and a number of officials help Synclaire up onto his feet while the UK crowd give him a standing ovation, he rolls out of the ring before standing on his own barely at the bottom of the ramp and looking at the fans before clapping them his eyes teary. He gives one final bow and then turns as the officials help him back up the ramp.)


Commercial



Backstage
(The scene opens in the backstage area a door can be seen saying “Store cupboard” suddenly it opens and standing there smiling is Chris Hunter a grin on his face, he shakes his head and can’t quite believe is luck as he prepares to focus for the match at hand, the camera just turns back to the store cupboard as Chris Hunter leaves, the darkness hiding any image of Chastity...)


Back in the arena


Jerry Walters:
It seems Chris Hunter has had his motivation before the match but where the hell was Chastity?

Tim May:
Chris the little stud was probably letting her calm down, she just had the night of her life there Jerry!

Jerry Walters:
I don’t know Tim, I am not very happy to see her not come out after those substances were put in her drink and if Hunter hasn’t realised the fans have seen his actions he is in for a shock when he comes out here!

Tim May:
Who needs this idiot fans anyway, where have they got him so far!?!

Jerry Walters:
They have supported him on his raise to the Semi Finals of the Slam Bam a TV title shot and he has just made a big mistake in my eyes!


2 Falls, Hardcore and TV Title match
Chapel Vs Bullseye Vs Chris Hunter Vs Phantom


(“Lets Go” by Trick Daddy, Twista and Lil Jon hits, and pyro explode all around the arena. Chris walks out onto the stage met by an eruption of boos from the fans causing him to look over them all with confusion not sure why the negative reaction. Chris pounds his chest over his heart, and then points to the sky. He walks down the ramp, still looking around confused and shouting “What?” He rolls in the ring and raises his arms again to an eruption of boos as his music comes to an end.)

Jerry Walters:
Chris is shocked at this reaction but I don’t think he has any idea his actions were caught on camera earlier on!

Tim May:
I think this Chris Hunter is getting a lot better since this night started, this guy is really on the way up!

Jerry Walters:
Last week you hated him!

Tim May:
Yes and now this week the people hate him, so I like him!

(The lights go out as Organs being to play. The organs get louder and louder as a huge bang with fireworks go off. Fog begins to fill the arena floor as blue lights begin flickering. :: Numb :: by Linkin Park plays as Phantom comes walking out in his White hooded cloak. The fog covers half of his legs as he gets into the ring and waits for is opponent, he give Hunter a quick glance before rolling in the ring and removing his cloak in wait for his last two opponents.)

Jerry Walters:
Phantom has had a strange comeback, ever since that buried alive match, to me anyway, he just hasn’t seemed the same, not as powerful.

Tim May:
Maybe we should put you 6ft under and see how you feel afterwards, dumbass, of course he wouldn’t feel top of the world, he was buried alive. But I think tonight is his night Jerry, he looks good….Well….Kinda!

Jerry Walters:
The next two men though are not going to let those titles slip easy and if anything will want to retain them!

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

Jerry Walters:
Bullseye is the current hardcore champion of the ULW and you can beat your arse he is going to be determined to retain that here tonight as well as win that TV title from Chapel, all of them actually have high hope of being a double champion in this match

Tim May:
Well my money is that Bullseye gets his arse kicked. I mean come on, Chapel hates him, everyone hates him, even Cat left him!

Jerry Walters:
I think that comment is very personal and nothing to do with you Tim!

(The arena grows dark as a blazing fire ignites in front of the entryway. "Army of Me" by Chimaira plays over the sound system as Chapel\'s highlight reel begins playing. A shadow is visible behind the fire raising his arms. The flames part in half and Chapel walks through the center. Chapel walks to the ring and climbs into the ring amidst the red and blue lights flashing. Chapel removes his hood and trench coat then tosses them to the outside the ring. Chapel stands in his corner and the large monster blesses himself as his music begins to fade out.)

Jerry Walters:
This match is set to be huge, all the men look ready for action here

Tim May:
I still say this is one big Bullseye arse kicking!

Jerry Walters:
Actually I would think Phantom and Chapel have some unfinished business

(The four men just stand looking at each other as the bell sounds and the referee lifts the TV title in the air, suddenly though Phantom charges across the ring throwing a punch at Chapel, Chris follows suit but goes for Bullseye in opposite corner both Bullseye and Chapel are being pummeled in the turnbuckle. Chris just kicks Bullseye a number of times in the corner before hitting a big knife hand chop and another he then lifts Bullseye onto the top rope and climbs to the middle one but the Hardcore champion slams some shots into his head knocking him off the ropes and on his feet on the mat, Bullseye just uncharacteristically perches on the top rope and flies off hitting Chris with a big cross body that takes the FUF star down.
Across the ring Phantom holds his foot over Chapels throat choking him in the corner before letting go and hitting a huge left hand uppercut that knocks Chapel upright in the corner, he then throws Chapel across the ring and into the opposite corner before following him in and hitting a huge Splash that causes Chapel to walk out of the corner stunned, Phantom just lifts him onto his shoulders but Chapel tries to get away by sliding down his back but Phantom catches his feet and hits him with a huge Alabama Slam!)

Jerry Walters:
That was a huge move on Chapel! Right now its mixed fortunes for the champions of this match!

Tim May:
I don’t get it, why the hell are they attacking Chapel when they should be attacking Bullseye!

Jerry Walters:
They Shouldn’t be attacking just one person, this is all against all!

(Bullseye lifts Chris and hits some punches to his skull before throwing him off the ropes and across the ring into the ones opposite but Hunter comes back going for a clothesline, but Bullseye ducks and Hunter runs right into a big boot by Phantom the impact of the fall causes Chris to roll right out of the ring and the blow seems to have stopped him moving.
Bullseye just turns to Phantom but the dark man just clotheslines him to the floor and again he grabs the Hardcore champion and forcefully throws him in the corner before hitting some boots to the mid-section he then twists the arm of Bullseye and drags him out of the ring before lifting him off the mat and in the air by no more then his palm, but as he does Chapel comes from nowhere and superkicks Phantom knocking him backwards but not off his feet. Chapel is still holding his neck in pain as Phantom gets his composure back but Bullseye is right on him with right hands, Chapel joins him and both men back him into a corner.)

Jerry Walters:
Phantom really has stepped up his game tonight and its taking both champions to keep him contained!

Tim May:
Damn it, Bullseye is still standing, this is disasterious!

Jerry Walters:
I think its been good so far, but Chris Hunter still hasn’t moved I think he is out cold Tim!

(Suddenly Phantom begins fighting back slamming right hand after right hand into both men one after the other, he manages to fight his way out of the corner but Chapel slams a knee into his stomach knocking him into the ropes, both men grab him and throw him across the ring before going for a double clothesline, but Phantom ducks it and hits the ropes opposite before bouncing back at them and hitting both men as they turn with a double clothesline! He quickly gets back to his feet and runs at Chapel hitting him with another clothesline before picking him up and dropping him with a powerslam, Bullseye is back up though and out of nowhere Hits a huge spear that takes Phantom right off his feet, he covers,
1…
2…
NO! Hunter appears from the side of the ring and pulls Bullseye off Phantom saving the TV title!)

Jerry Walters:
How wrong I was! Hunter is still in this and just saved the first title!

Tim May:
Good! Bullseye cannot win this! It’s just not fair!

Jerry Walters:
Well he nearly did then!

(Bullseye just boots Chris in the face knocking him back against the crowd barrier, but as he stands up Chapel charges him down with a huge clothesline before picking him up and lifting him onto his shoulder, he then charges at the turnbuckle slamming Bullseye back first into it upside down! He then hooks the legs of Bullseye and hangs him from the corner before stomping on him viciously over and over again suddenly Hunter grabs his head from the outside pulling him back by the chin, as Chapel continues to stomp on him.
The fans are booing loudly at this as finally the referee manages to get in place to pull Bullseye out of the corner, Chapel just lifts him to his feet as Chris Hunter enters the ring, the two men just lift him into the corner and begin stomping on him, Chapel turns to Phantom who is on one knee and with one rush as he stands clotheslines him right to the outside of the ring! He then turns back to see Hunter bring Bullseye out of the corner and call for his finisher but as Hunter turns Chapel boots him in the stomach and lifts him onto his shoulders…CRUCIFIER (Crucifix powerbomb)!!!! HE HITS IT!!! He goes to cover Chris but as he does Bullseye grabs him, RIGHT ON TARGET (Diamond Cutter)!!! The fans are going wild but before he can cover him Phantom jumps back on the apron!
Bullseye charges him and spears him back to the outside, he gets up and turns but Hunter grabs him for a belly to back however Bullseye counters headbutting Hunter and causing him to let go before kicking him in the midsection and lifting him hig in the air for a suplex before dropping him down into the Sinister Urge!!!!! He covers Hunter,
1…
2…
3…
Bullseye wins the Television Title!)

Jerry Walters:
How about that Tim, the current Hardcore champion is now the new Television champion!

Tim May:
Damn it! He won’t do it again, this fall is anyone’s but Bullseye’s!

Jerry Walters:
Well the next one Is Bullseye’s speciality, he is of course the only 2x hardcore champion in the ULW’s history!

(The bell sounds as the referee takes the hardcore title and holds it in the air…)

Jerry Walters:
The second fall, this one is going to be brutal if there histories are anything to go by!

Tim May:
Which they most likely are!

(Bullseye grabs Chapel and goes for Right on target again but Chapel pushes himself clear and shoves Bullseye toward the ropes where Phantom suddenly appears with a chair slamming it over the head off the current Hardcore champion knocking him hard to the mat, He climbs onto the apron but Chapel jumps at him hitting a big Baseball slide kicking the chair right back into his face before rolling out of the ring and Grabbing Phantom before running him along the outside and slamming him back first into the crowd barrier. He turns to the apron and pulls out a trashcan full of little goodies.
He turns back to Phantom who is on his feet and slams the trash can lid over the head of Phantom knocking him back to the safety mats bending the lid right over itself suddenly though Hunter comes from behind Chapel hitting him with a forearm to the back then another and another.
He slams Chapel face first against the apron before rolling him in the ring and taking a done up bag from the trash can and placing it on the apron side before going under the apron and sliding out a table, he puts it in the ring but as he does Bullseye comes out of nowhere and clothesline him to the ground.
He picks Hunter back up and throws him back first right into the steel steps leading to the ring before placing his head on the top step and jumping up before crushing his head on the steel by slamming his knee over it!
Hunter just falls back against the mats holding his head in agony as Bullseye just jumps off the steps landing on Chris with a big leg drop across the throat, he then picks him up and lifts him off his feet before dropping him chest first right across the crowd barrier!)

Jerry Walters:
We were right, this match has certainly changed its tone!

Tim May:
Not really Bullseye is still not getting beat up!

Jerry Walters:
How upsetting that must be for you!

(Bullseye stands back to his feet but from nowhere Phantom takes him down with a big boot to the face before grabbing the trash can full of items and slamming it over the body of Bullseye again and again, weapons are just falling out as Phantom uncaringly bombards the body of Bullseye with the trashcan shots!
Suddenly Chapel flies through the ropes hitting Phantom with a huge suicide dive that takes both men down. Chapel is the first back up though and grabs Phantom throwing him in the ring before grabbing Bullseye and lifting him up for a flapjack but falls backwards causing Bullseye to go face first right into the steel turnbuckle!
Chapel just rolls back in the ring and sees Phantom on all fours, he boots him in the stomach and then grabs the top rope stomping on him a bit before walking over to the unprepared table.
He sets it up in the corner and turns back to Phantom and grabs him by the hair as the man gets onto one knee he lifts him to his feet and holds him in the opposite corner hitting some more kicks before some knifehand chops, he then goes to throw Phantom across the ring but Phantom counters and throws Chapel, the former Holy War Member just lands against the table but doesn’t break it, Phantom charges but Chapel steps out toward him and drops to the floor dropping the former Coven member face first into the table that still doesn’t break!
Chapel just grabs Phantom again and lifts him up before hitting a European uppercut knocking the big man back into the ropes before stepping back to go for a clothesline but Phantom ducks the attempt and with a back body drop sends Chapel right over the ropes and to the outside!
Phantom just sighs deeply trying to regain his breathe but Bullseye slides in the ring a little hurt and slower for it and grabs him around the waist from behind before hitting a huge German Suplex before picking him for a second and hitting it and then a third, he then lets him go and calls to finish the match.
He grabs the table and places it in the centre of the ring and sets it up before grabbing Phantom again and lifts him to one knee but Phantom counters and grabs Bullseye before dropping him right through the table with a hugely powerful spinebuster!!)

Jerry Walters:
OHHH!! Bullseye just went through the table!

Tim May:
This is great, just great, this is more like the match I wanted to see!

Jerry Walters:
Phantom needs to cover!

(And he does so hooking the leg, 1…
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The fans are going wild as Bullseye covers Phantom,
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NOOO Phantom kicked out!
Bullseye just rolls onto his back before getting up and sees the bag on the apron, he grabs it and unties it before smiling after peaking inside and empties a bag of thumb tacs all over the mat, the fans instantly go mad at the site, but the cheers quickly turns to boos as from the rampway Allen Rage appears and begins shouting up at Bullseye, the current Hardcore champion instantly begins shouting back at him but from the crowd the monster Ravnos appears!! He grabs a table from under the ring and slides it before setting it up over the main majority of Thumb tacs, Bullseye just turns and walks right into the big hand of Ravnos who lifts Bullseye high and chokeslam’s him hard through the table and right onto the thumbs tacs!!!
The referee is trying to get rid of Ravnos but the monster just grabs Bullseye again and once more chokeslams him on the thumbtacs causing Bullseye to bleed profusely from his back as the pins stick into him, Ravnos just smiles as Phantom gets back to his feet, he nods at the man and leaves the ring as a hurt and battered Bullseye is lifted by Phantom and put on the dead mans shoulders….He spins him round and drops him, ISOLATOR!!!!! HE HIT IT ON THE THUMBTACS! HE COVERS,
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The fans are booing as Phantoms music hits, the referee just hands Phantom the hardcore gold, Chapel cannot believe it as he sits up and watches the title he defended so hard taken from him.)

Jerry Walters:
Bullseye and everyone damn it was screwed by Ravnos and Rage!

Tim May:
Why everyone!?!

Jerry Walters:
Ravnos and Rage pretty much killed Bullseye in that ring and gave the man to Phantom! This second fall was not won fairly and you bet your arse Chapel is going to want his gold back!


Backstage


(The scene suddenly goes backstage to the dark storage cupboard that Chris Hunter and Chastity were in earlier, officials are goin mad around it as EMT’s carefully carry Chastity into the light, her mouth is froffing and her eyes have rolled into the back of her head, Kathy Smith, Ophelia and Corina are in stunned shock, there hands over there mouths at the state of the stable mate.
The EMT’s just check her breathing and nods in relief before shaking his head to his team mate who gets up and walks with the other girls to the back of the lobby.)

EMT:
Ok, has your friend ever done drugs before?

Kathy:
DRUGS!?!

EMT:
Yes?

Ophelia:
No, never! She is not like that at all.

EMT:
Well she has overdosed, I cannot tell on what yet, for that we are going to need to keep her in hospital care, but she has taken an illegal substance, I’m sorry to be the one to tell you ladies.

Corina:
Will she be ok?

EMT:
We have her in a stable condition now, but we need to get her to a hospital, one of you can feel free to join her if you wish?

(Kathy nods and heads away with the EMT’s toward the car park supportively holding Chastity’s hand, suddenly the other two girls notice the sweaty body of Chris Hunter looking on in shock, the two of them read his face like a book and he turns and runs his face a sheet of white.)


Also Backstage


(The scene opens backstage, Teresa is looking across the room as if the things around her were not even there, her eyes staring into space suddenly the door opens and she hardly flinches, her fiancée Tommy Livingston is the man who enters and he looks furious, he slams the door causing her to causally look up.
Her world is swirling around and she can hardly see a thing, but for some reasons she feels good, Tommy just paces faster and faster.)

Tommy:
You’re a failure, a fucking failure, why do I even put stand beside you…You fucking lost Teresa…Are you listening to me…YOU LOST!!!

(He slaps her hard across the face getting her attention her hands raising up to her face. Tommy just looks at his hand for a second as if it done it by itself, he then looks back at Teresa.)

Tommy:
I’m sorry Teresa, but if you weren’t such a fucking waster then this wouldn’t be happy, I mean how many times do I have to tell you this dream is beyond you!

(Teresa just crawls on all fours before grabbing his leg looking up at him.)

Teresa:
I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…Please…

(Tommy just cracks her across the face again causing her to scream in pain for a moment as he shakes his head.)

Tommy:
You’re pathetic Teresa, just pathetic, get your stuff will ya? I’ll wait for you outside and don’t be long!

(He just opens the door and walks out of it before slamming it behind him. The camera just turns back to Teresa who has a bruise on her cheek from the shot.)


Tag Team Titles Elimination Match
Vivian And Eclyptica Vs Ravnos and Rage Vs Project Lost Cause Vs The Winters


Jerry: Well ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for what has developed into quite a huge match here at Equilibrium.

Tim: For once your right Jerry. We’ve got four teams here tonight who are ready to tear one another apart for the tag titles, I’m almost giddy to be calling this one.

Jerry: There are so many personal rivalries in this one Tim.

Suddenly the words LivEvil appear on the titontron in bold black letters set against a fiery backdrop. Through the curtains, reluctantly it seems to be together, stride Allen Rage and the monster Ravnos. Both men hold up their respective sides of the stage and garnish a fury of boos from the sold out crowd, all of them disgusted by the men who stand before them. Fog rolls out beneath their feet and pours down the stage towards the ring, Rage and Ravnos following it downward. They seem to be focused on one thing, not their personal animosity, but their thirst for title gold.

Jerry: LivEvil is here in force, and for once it doesn’t seem that they’re ready to slit each other’s throats. What a shame.

Tim: Oh come on Jerry, you know these guys are deserving of those belts. Especially after everything Ravnos has been put through the last few weeks, all thanks to that annoying Psycho.

Jerry: He had nothing to do with Ravnos being dumped in that acid.

Both men enter the ring, taking up different corners and staring a hole into one another. That’s when their entrance music is replaced by that of the Winters’. Jill strolls from the backstage area with a concerned look on her face as she glares at Jack who marches out behind her, favoring his back. She doesn’t seem to want to have him compete yet knows he will not back down from this or any other challenge, injury or not. The brother and sister combo continue towards the ring as Ravnos and Allen Rage slide out, opting to wait and get this thing started officially. Jack and Jill slide through the ropes with no hesitation, looking anxious to get into some action.

Jerry: I cannot believe Jack Winters is out here, he has a broken back basically.

Tim: Something LivEvil I’m sure would love to take credit for.

Jerry: Oh well, I guess nothing is going to stop Jack from getting a measure of revenge.

Suddenly Too Magnificent’s music blares from the PA system, causing a huge uproar from the crowd. The majority of them stand up and cheer as loud as they possibly can for what their hearing, the lyrics causing them to positively go insane. From the backstage area a limo now pulls out, Conrad Gray’s transportation in fact, however it is nowhere near the same vehicle that Sheryl’s brother once possessed. The entire car is completely spray painted with Christmas decorations. A small tree even sits on the hood with working Christmas lights. The rest of the car has been spray painted and dented up to apparently look more festive for this occasion. The sun roof slowly retracts as Too Magnificent now sticks his head up through it, looking around the crowd with a huge grin on his face. The limo comes to a stop as Psycho exits the driver’s seat, progressing towards the back. He grabs the handle and opens the door, allowing Too Magnificent to exit. Immediately he stands up and lifts his arms into the air, creating a Richard Nixon like pose that causes the entire arena to erupt into cheers once more. Psycho and Too Magnificent commence walking down the ramp with huge grins on their faces, looking ready for combat.

Tim: look at these damn punk thieves, they stole that limo and trashed it. If I were Conrad Gray I’d be furious!

Jerry: Come on, they made it a little more exciting, it’s not quite as stuffy as it once was.

Tim: It’s not their damn property, they had no right to do that to it.

Psycho and Too Magnificent slide under the ropes and get to their feet, staring a hole into the LivEvil members on the outside of the ring. The lights start to brighten, as if some holy power is controling 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 black 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. Eclyptica stands up, and confines her hands within her cloak, she continues to walk down to the ring gracefully, but slowlyShe climbs up on the apron, and raises her arms, as the lights return to normal. She uncloaks herself, and jumps over the ropes. The lights dim and red overhead spotlights fill the arena. A fog rolls from the stage, made all the thicker by the red lighting, and Evanescence's "Imaginary" fills the ULW arena. The crowd cheers as Vivian strides confidently from the back wearing a long leather trenchcoat and a pair of dark sunglasses. She stares from side to side at the audience, smiling seductively and teasing any of the cuter boys on the entrance ramp, before making her way to the ring. She perches on one of the turnbuckles as she removes the jacket and glasses, tossing the latter to someone in the audience. With a smirk, she looks around a final time before dropping into the ring, staring at her partner.

Tim: We now have the final two participants in this match, and they really don’t look comfortable around each other do they?

Jerry: If I were Vivian I’d be skeptical of Elcyptica’s intentions as well, she’s not the most trustworthy person in the world.

Tim: She broke off ties with LivEvil didn’t she?

Jerry: That doesn’t say anything though, if I were in LivEvil I’d want to leave too.,

All of the teams finally take their respective corners, glaring across at one another. Vivian and Eclyptica eye one another as they get behind the ropes. Vivian still looking very paranoid. Ravnos and Psycho start things off, both men circling each other, looking for an opening. Their respective partner’s shouting instructions from the aprons. Suddenly Ravnos charges in and ties up with Psycho, both men perfecting a collar elbow lock, jockeying for the advantage. Ravnos pushes Psycho backwards into the turnbuckle with his brute strength, still holding the lock in as the referee steps forward and demands he break it. Ravnos reluctantly does so, making a back handing motion to the official as he breaks the hold. He finally steps back in when Psycho rushes out of the corner, connecting with a right hand, followed by another blistering right, then another. Ravnos backs up, looking surprised before Psycho gives him a swift kick to the gut and now grabs him by the back of the head. He pulls Ravnos towards the turnbuckle and then yanks his head backwards. He now attempts to slam the deformed face of Ravnos into the top turnbuckle pad when the monster gets his foot up, placing it on the rope, and keeping himself from being hit with the move. Psycho tries again but now receives an elbow to the chest. Ravnos quickly grabs him by the back of the head with both hands and violently slams Psycho face first into the turnbuckle. The Lost Cause member stumbles in reverse, looking shocked and surprised by the collision when Ravnos turns around and rushes out of the corner. He lifts his arm into the air for a deadly clothesline when Psycho steps under it. In the process her hooks the arm of Ravnos, stepping around behind his back and hooking the other one. He quickly pulls Ravnos down to the canvas with a back slide pin.

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Ravnos rolls backwards quickly, getting to his feet and grabbing Psycho by the head in the process. Without warning he pulls Psycho’s head in between his legs and wraps his arms around his waist. He quickly lifts Psycho into the air, on top of his shoulders for the powerbomb. Without warning, Psycho slides off of his shoulders and lands on his feet in front of the LivEvil monster. Psycho sees his opening, beginning to launch right hands into the face of Ravnos repeatedly. The blows knock the behemoth backwards into the ropes. Psycho now grabs him by the ropes and with all of his strength whips him across the ring. However, Ravnos reverses the whip, instead sending Psycho charging across the ring and bouncing into the ropes. Ravnos moves to the center, bending forward for the backdrop when Psycho hits the breaks and kicks him to the forehead viciously, causing the big man to stand up and stumble backwards. Psycho quickly charges in reverse into the ropes, bouncing off of them and then coming back in as he jumps into the air and wraps his legs around the neck of Ravnos. The LivEvil member suddenly sits down, dragging Psycho to the canvas with a brutal powerbomb.

Tim: Talk about a collision ladies and gentlemen.

Jerry: That was a hell of an exchange between Psycho and Ravnos, leading up to that vicious sit-down powerbomb.

Ravnos gets to his feet, peering around at the fans from the slots of his dark black mask. Without warning the ever courageous Jack Winters reaches over the ropes, slapping the shoulder of the monster and thus tagging himself in. He slides through the ropes, injury and all as Ravnos spins around to face him, eating a right, followed by another devastating shot. Ravnos slowly backs into the ropes from the devastating shots before Jack backs up and then charges in once again, clotheslining the monstrosity to the outside of the ring. Ravnos flips over the ropes and lands on his feet before smacking the apron with both hands in a furious fashion. Jack quickly turns towards the still laid out Psycho, rushing at him and then dropping down, hooking his leg.

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Psycho gets his shoulder up, still looking winded and semi unconscious though. Jack rises to his feet, favoring his back as he does so however. He quickly launches a boot into the back of Psycho’s head, followed by another equally as devastating blow. Jack grabs Psycho around the chin, pulling him to his feet and placing both of his hands to his chest, backing him into the Winter’s corner. Jill steps around behind the turnbuckle, interlocking her hands around Psycho’s jaw and pulling back before Jack connects with a searing knife edge chop, the crowd unleashing a whoo. Jack delivers another blow that results in the same response from the crowd. The referee steps in and demands Jill break the chin lock now before her brother slaps her hand, tagging her into the match. Jill slides through the ropes, leaving Psycho with no time to rest. She grabs the top rope and lifts her leg into the air, placing her foot to the throat of Psycho, attempting to choke him out while the crowd responds with a mixed reaction. Jill pulls her foot away after several seconds, and now grabs Psycho by the back of the head, dragging him to the center of the ring and then grabbing him by the back of the pants. She quickly lifts Psycho into the air in a vertical suplex position when he floats over, landing on his feet behind her back. Psycho now slaps on a reverse waist lock, the crowd exploding as they realize that a German suplex looms in the future. Jill back elbows him to the face however, breaking up the attempt and thus causing Psycho to stumble in reverse, looking absolutely stunned and completely caught off guard. Jill now lifts her leg into the air, swinging around to connect with the spinning heel kick. Psycho ducks under it however and steps behind her back, applying a reverse waist lock and then dropping in reverse. A huge wave of cheers flows through the arena as Psycho connects with the German suplex. Jill slams across the back of her head as Psycho rolls over onto his knees, pulling her up with him and then dropping backwards for a second time, delivering another German. Jill looks to be in a lot of pain as Psycho rises to his feet for a third time, dragging her up as well, both of them standing dangerously close to the ropes. Psycho begins to lift her into the air when Jill suddenly turns her entire body, wrapping her feet around the ankle of her opponent. She delivers a drop toe hold which causes Psycho to fall chest first into the second rope. He leans upon it, appearing winded as Jill stands up and lifts her arm into the air, the crowd responding with enthusiasm.

Jerry: Oh, Jill has Psycho perfectly positioned for the Rey is God!

Tim: She might just hit her 619 variation and eliminate these weirdos.

Jerry: I think they prefer to be called special.

Psycho continues to lean on the ropes as Jill charges into the opposite ones and bounces off, gaining a lot of forward momentum. She now dives into the ropes, grabbing the top and middle ones as she swings around and connects with her trademark maneuver. Psycho flies backwards, crashing onto the canvas and rolling across it, appearing to be in a lot of pain. Jill now stands up on the apron, looking to hit the second half of the maneuver as Psycho begins to rise to his feet. His legs nearly cut out beneath him as Jill springs onto the second rope and then dives forward for the hurricarana. She wraps her legs around his throat and begins to fall backwards when Psycho uses his incredible strength to pull her back up into a powerbomb position. Jill flails her arms wildly and then drops forward, sliding over the back of Psycho and in the process wrapping her arms around his waist. Psycho is unable to prevent being rolled backwards into a pinning position.

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Psycho rolls in reverse again, grabbing the legs of Jill and burying his shoulders into the back of them. He now has Mrs. Winters in a pinning position.

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Jill places her hands to the back of his head and pushes him downward, causing Psycho to flip over onto his back. Jill sits up quickly, placing her shoulders to the back of his legs and putting her ankles over the front of his shoulders.

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Psycho uses all of his strength to push himself upwards, forcing Winters to fall backwards onto the canvas. Psycho ends up sitting on her chest in another pinning situation.

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Jill kicks out, forcing Psycho to fly forward onto the canvas. He lands upon his hands and knees, appearing stunned that he didn’t garnish an elimination for all of his troubles. Psycho slowly begins to rise to his feet when he turns and unexpectedly slaps the shoulder of Vivian, tagging her into the match. She looks around, a bit caught off guard yet decides to enter the ring nonetheless. Jill has just now begun rising to her feet when Vivian rushes in and is grabbed by the leg, she’s lifted high into the air then dragged down face first to the canvas with the flap jack. Vivian slams into the canvas and now rolls onto her back.

Jerry: The tag team champions have now entered this chaotic environment.

Tim: It’s about damn time, they’ve been sitting in their corner resting this entire match.

Psycho rolls out of the ring onto the apron beside a concerned Too Magnificent. Vivian holds her face while she rolls onto her back, Jill slowly getting to her feet, appearing a tad exhausted. Suddenly Ravnos steps in and drills her to the face with an absolutely devastating big boot, spit and sweat flies from the head of Jill as she crashes onto the canvas. The referee is reluctant to break up this interaction as Ravnos grabs Jill by the ankle and drags her towards the LivEvil corner.

Jerry: Hey wait a minute, what the hell is this!?! Ref do something!

Tim: Would you want to tell Ravnos to stop? I don’t think so. I mean the guy is an animal for crying out loud, and believe me, he smells like one too.

Jerry: Well think about it, if he bathed he’d have to look at that horribly deformed face every day.

Ravnos pulls Jill into the LivEvil corner now and then slides through the ropes. Allen Rage quickly reaches over the ropes and tags the foot of Jill, immediately entering the ring to a great deal of boos from the sold out crowd.

Tim: Hahahaha, look at this, LivEvil wanted to get their hands on the tag team champions, brilliant!

Vivian pulls herself up the ropes when Allen Rage charges in with a great deal of speed. Suddenly she bends down, causing Rage to charge into her shoulders and thus be back dropped over the ropes to the outside of the ring. The fans respond with screams and shouts, Rage collapsing onto his knees and then rolling to the area in front of the announce table. He gently bumps into it and then begins to rise to his feet, his legs looking wobbly as he does so. Vivian steps to the center of the ring, looking around at the sold out crowd and then charging at the ropes. The fans respond with a symphony of harmonic cheers as Vivian flips over the ropes and connects with a pancha right onto Allen Rage. Both competitors spill onto the canvas, Vivian rolling onto her side. Ravnos slams his hand on the top turnbuckle pad, looking increasingly angry while Jill finally slides out of the ring. The referee begins a ten count as Vivian and Allen Rage work their way to their feet. Vivian quickly steps in and slugs Allen to the forehead, then hits him with another devastating shot before chopping him across the chest. The crowd whoos once again when Vivian grabs Allen by the wrist and begins to whip him across the mats towards the steel steps. Rage blocks the attempt however, by pulling Vivian into a sharp knee to the gut. Vivian bends forward holding her ribs when Allen pulls her into a side waist lock and then lifts her into the air on top of his shoulder. He slowly turns towards the announce table, looking prepared to awesome bomb her through it as the Spanish commentators clear out of the way. Vivian is able to squirm free though, sliding off of his shoulder and landing on her feet behind his back. Rage quickly turns around and receives a hard buzzsaw like kick square to the abdomen, causing him to bend forward in pain. Vivian spins all the way around after the kick and grabs Rage by both sides of his head then jumps into the air, dragging Allen down to the hard outside mats with a face buster. The arena responds with cheers as Rage bounces off of the canvas and then rolls onto his back holding his mouth and chin. The referee on the inside of the ring has reached 5 now, forcing Vivian to get to her feet and scramble towards the squared circle. She slides inside and then stands up while Rage fights to get his head straight and then enter the ring.

Tim: Look at this ladies and gentlemen, Allen Rage might be counted out here, thus costing LivEvil their shots at the tag team titles.

Jerry: It couldn’t happen to a nicer group of individuals.

Tim: Was that sarcasim?

Allen uses the announce table to reach his feet, trying to steady them beneath his body as the official has now reached 7. His attention is solely placed upon Allen as Vivian gets to her feet behind him. Without warning Ravnos steps in and grabs her by the wrist, whipping her across the ring and into the ropes. Vivian is unable to stop herself as she charges into the arm of Ravnos who turns around in a complete circle, delivering the Black Hole Slam. The fans violently protest what they’ve just seen as Ravnos rises to his feet and quickly flees the ring, leaving Vivian writhing in agony. Allen rises onto the apron, the official’s count having reached 9 before he finally made it. Rage clears the cobwebs from his head and now approaches the turnbuckle, beginning to scale it as quickly as he can. Vivian lies prone upon the canvas, holding her lowering back after the vicious Black Hole Slam. Allen gets all the way to the top and looks around before he jumps forward, going into a complete corkscrew and then coming down leg first across the throat of Vivian. The fans are unable to stop themselves from cheering after they witness the unbelievable maneuver. Vivian curls into the feedle position, gripping her ribs after the collision. Rage quickly crawls on top of her, hooking the tag champ’s leg in the process.

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Vivian gets her shoulder up, turning onto her side in the process. Allen appears enraged as he gets to his feet, stomping her to the side of the head. Finally he pulls Vivian to her feet, throwing her into the LivEvil corner. She connects with it chest first, her arms falling over the ropes. Allen rushes in and spears her to the lower back, grabbing the ropes at both of her sides. He delivers another spear to her kidney area, then does it for a third time, really working over her lower back. Rage now stands up and tags in Ravnos hesitantly. The big man enters the ring, stepping over the ropes and walking up behind Vivian who is still leaning on the turnbuckle chest first. He gives her a hard forearm shot to the kidneys, followed by another absolutely vicious blow. Vivian unleashes a roar of pain from the blows as Ravnos now bends forward and spears her to the back with brute strength. Vivian’s face fills with pain before Ravnos stands up and tags in Allen Rage once again, LivEvil trying to keep a fresh man consistently in the match. Allen slides through the ropes, getting into the ring and grabbing Vivian by the hair. He pulls her away from the turnbuckle, the young women still favoring his spine as Rage buries his shoulder into it. Allen lifts her into the air and then violently drags her down to the canvas with the back drop suplex. Vivian slams into the canvas hard and then falls onto her side, gripping her lower back in extreme pain.

Tim: LivEvil is just dissecting the back of Vivian, they are remarkably working as a team here this evening.

Jerry: Ravnos and Allen Rage have no love loss between them but I do have to admit that they’ve kept their eyes on the prize throughout this contest.

Tim: Is there an echo in here?

Allen Rage gets to his feet and approaches his corner, slapping the hand of Ravnos once again. The big man steps into the ring and immediately steps over the body of the down Vivian who is still clutching her back. He grabs her by the hair and lifts her to her feet as Rage remains in the ring. Ravnos now places Vivian over his knee in a backbreaker position as Allen climbs the turnbuckle, getting all the way to the top rope with his back aimed towards his partner and the tag team champion. Allen quickly flips backwards, flying through the air and connecting with a moonsault across the chest and upper body of Vivian. She flips off of the knee of Ravnos and then lands on her chest and stomach. She immediately rolls onto her back, gripping it with the reverse side of her hand. The fans are stunned by the violent maneuver as Allen slides under the ropes to the outside of the ring. Ravnos, without a second’s hesitation, covers Vivian, burying his forearm into her throat.

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Vivian kicks out once again, showing remarkable resilience. The fans stand up, going nuts as Ravnos rises to his feet, kicking the bottom rope and looking as if he’s growing incredibly angry. Eclyptica stands on the apron, a very concerned glint in her eyes as she watches her partner be dissected by her former allies. Ravnos cuts the air with both of his arms, signaling for the end of the tag team champions as he grabs Vivian by the hair and pulls her to her feet once again. He now grabs her head in between his legs and wraps his arms around her waist, setting up for his version of the crucifix powerbomb. He quickly lifts her up and over his shoulders, grabbing both of her arms and preparing to hit the move. Suddenly Vivian uses her strength to push herself up and over the head of Ravnos, landing on his shoulders and then dropping backwards. The fans go crazy as she hits her patented hurricarana into a pin.

Jerry: What a counter, this could be it!

Tim: She just hit her finishing move!! That isn’t fair!

Ref

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The crowd erupts before Ravnos kicks out at the last second, causing Vivian to fall onto the canvas across her elbows and knees, looking absolutely stunned. She now begins to crawl towards her corner, looking very winded as she does so. Eclyptica appears primed for the tag, leaning over the ropes and extending her arm outward as far as it will go. Vivian begins to reach for it when Ravnos gets to his knees and grabs her by the ankle, refusing to allow her to the move any further. Vivian desperately reaches out for the hand of Eclyptica who is dedicated on getting into the ring, but is just out of arm’s length. Vivian begins to stand up now, perhaps thinking it will give her further leverage as Ravnos grips her tightly. She gets to one foot jumping up and down as Ravnos shakes his head no, refusing to let her go. Suddenly she jumps into the air, swinging around and connecting with a vicious enzugari to the side of his head. Ravnos turns and collapses onto the middle rope chest first as Jill Winters spots this and enters the ring. The official is unable to stop her as she rushes across the ring and bounces off of the ropes. Even more cheers descend upon the arena as she rushes towards Ravnos and slides through the ropes, connecting with the 619 to a huge reaction. Vivian tags the hand of Eclyptica who immediately enters the ring, Ravnos standing up and stumbling backwards after the tremendous impact. He seems barely able to stand on his own two feet, as he turns towards Eclyptica who steps out of her corner and blasts him to the jaw with the Holy Confession. The fans jump out of their seats, responding with a wave of cheers as Ravnos stumbles backwards and spills through the top and bottom rope, Jack Winters slapping his shoulder as he does so. Somehow Ravnos lands on his feet on the outside of the ring, stumbling into the barricade sideways and now leaning upon it for support.

Jerry: Man did Ravnos ever get lucky there, if he would have fallen in the ring I’m confidant LivEvil would be finished right now.

The fans are still cheering their heads off as Eclyptica has her back turned towards Jack Winters who is climbing the turnbuckle behind her as fast as he can. Jill finally gets back in their corner as Jack flies off the turnbuckle, going for a front dropkick it seems. Eclyptica suddenly turns around and catches his legs without warning, pulling him down to the canvas and then rolling him onto his stomach. The crowd once again has a mixed reaction as Eclyptica locks in a Texas Cloverleaf, applying as much pressure upon Winter’s spinal column as she can. Jack shakes his head, sweat flying off his face from the horrendous pain coursing through his body. Jill appears shocked as she stands on the apron, running her hands through her hair. Jack appears unable to fight it any longer, his injured back giving him way to much trouble. His hand smacks the canvas to a collection of cheers and boos, Eclyptica really tightening the hold as much as she could in the final seconds.

Jerry: The Winters have been eliminated! Jack and Jill are done in this fatal four way elimination match.

Tim: You have to admire Jack’s spirit, he came out here and competed with a broken back almost, yet he couldn’t withstand the pain of that devastating Texas Cloverleaf by Eclyptica.

Jerry: That leaves us with just three teams now ladies and gentlemen, one of these groups are going to walk away with the tag team titles.

Eclyptica finally breaks the hold allowing Jack to roll under the ropes to the outside of the ring. He drops down onto the mats and stumbles towards the barricade, leaning upon it for support as Jill steps around the ring to assist him. Both of them look absolutely devastated over their lose. Eclyptica turns around slowly and now finds herself staring into the face of a smiling Too Magnificent. He stands across from her, just out of arms length with his corner where a still exhausted Psycho is located. Too Mag extends his arms out to his sides as he moves towards her, as if asking for a hug.

Tim: Oh no, come on Too Mag! She doesn’t like you, when are you ever going to learn that?

Jerry: Well it’s been like 2 months now, I don’t think he’s ever going to accept it.

Too Mag continues moving forward when Eclyptica shakes her head and then launches a forearm into her chin, followed by another shot, and then another equally as devastating blow. Too Magnificent appears stunned as he stumbles backwards towards the ropes. He finally backs into them when Eclyptica gives him a kick to the gut and then grabs him by the wrist. She whips him across the ring, Too Magnificent charging into the opposite ropes. Eclyptica steps to the center of the ring and bends forward when Too Mag stops dead in his tracks and kicks her to the forehead, causing her to stand up. He now takes her down to the canvas with a vicious clothesline. Too Magnificent stumbles forward as Eclyptica scrambles to her feet and walks right into another clothesline that takes her down. Vivian looks to be going into spasms in her corner as Eclyptica stands up and walks right into a boot to the gut. Too Magnificent grabs her by the wrist and whips her towards one of the turnbuckles. Eclyptica steps up it quickly and reaches the top rope before jumping off and turning in mid air. She spins completely around and grabs Too Magnificent around the neck, pulling him down into a tornado DDT variation. The crowd responds with another mixed ovation as Too Mag slams into the canvas and then rolls onto his back, appearing absolutely stunned over the collision. Eclyptica gets to her feet, wasting no time as she steps towards the turnbuckle. She quickly slides through the ropes and begins to scale it, keeping her eyes on a prone Too Magnificent who remains unmoving in the center of the ring. Psycho leans over the ropes, begging him to get up, yet there is no response. Eclyptica finally reaches the top and now jumps forward, flipping through the air and turning a simple flip into a 620 that results in her slamming back first into the canvas. Too Magnificent having rolled out of the way at the last possible second. Eclyptica sits up, holding the back of her head while Too Magnificent utilizes the ropes to pull himself to his feet. He stands up right in front of Allen Rage who slugs him to the forehead, the crowd responds with a harsh outpouring of boos as Too Magnificent stumbles backwards. He now steps in and big boots Allen right to the forehead, the fans going crazy as he flies off of the apron and turns, crashing chest first into the barricade. Too Magnificent turns around now as Eclyptica rushes in and clotheslines him over the ropes to the outside of the ring. Too Mag turns completely upside down and then lands on his feet upon the mats. He stumbles backwards shaking his head and appearing angry when he turns around to face Ravnos who was still resting against the barricade till now. The monster charges in and buries his shoulder to the gut of Too Magnificent, pushing him backwards into the steel steps spine first. Too Mag unleashes a roar of pain as he stumbles forward, gripping his lower back. Eclyptica has turned away from the action on the outside of the ring when Allen Rage slides under the ropes and charges up behind her, connecting with a double axehandle to her upper back. Eclyptica spills onto the canvas as Allen holds the top rope and rains down upon her with a flurry of boots. The referee allows him to stay in the ring, counting the punch to Too Magnificent’s face as a legal tag. Rage places his boot to the back of Eclyptica’s head now, applying as much pressure as possible. The referee starts a five count, seeing as Rage is holding the top rope for further leverage. 1, 2, 3, 4, Rage takes his foot away from the back of Eclyptica’s head. Meanwhile Too Magnificent leans against the apron, holding his lower back while Ravnos climbs up into the LivEvil corner. Rage grabs Eclyptica by the hair, pulling her to her feet and standing her all the way up. He places her in a side lock and then lifts her into the air for a possible sidebuster when she floats up and over his shoulder, landing on her feet behind his back. Rage appears stunned as he turns around and receives a devastating knife edge chop across the chest. Eclyptica doesn’t stop there as she hits her former teammate with another chop, causing him to back into a turnbuckle. Eclyptica hits another brutal chop and then turns away from him, stepping towards the center of the ring and then spinning around to face her opponent before rushing in, getting as much speed up as possible. Allen suddenly charges out of the corner however, blasting her with a vicious clothesline across the throat. Eclyptica is sent into a corkscrew before crashing onto her back.

Tim: What a vicious clothesline by Allen Rage! That nearly took Eclyptica’s head off.

Jerry: These LivEvil members are so vindictive, targeting their former teammate for destruction.

Tim: Are you saying they shouldn’t? After she backstabbed them all in favor of keeping an alliance with Vivian.

Rage slowly stands up on the inside of the ring, holding his chest and appearing absolutely stunned as he turns around to face the down Eclyptica. Suddenly he receives a boot to the gut, the crowd erupting as Too Magnificent has entered the ring. He suddenly drags Allen into a front facelock and then lifts him into the air. Before Rage has time to respond he’s dragged down head first into the canvas with the Midas Touch. The fans erupt as Allen slams off of the canvas and then rolls onto his back, looking completely out of it. Too Magnificent now rolls under the ropes to the outside of the ring, the fans still cheering hysterically.

Tim: Wait a minute! Too Magnificent can’t do that!

Jerry: And why not?

Tim: Because I don’t like him.

Allen Rage lies completely prone on the canvas as a wounded Eclyptica slowly regains her senses. Finally she spots Allen spread across the canvas, realizing this is her window of opportunity. She crawls across the canvas now, and hooks his leg with the remaining strength in her body.

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3!

Rage shoots his shoulder off of the canvas with mere seconds to spare, the entire arena looking just as shocked as Eclyptica who rises to her knees appearing exasperated.

Jerry: Ohhh, the Midas Touch was just not enough to put away Allen Rage.

Tim: How much more do these teams have left in their tanks, this has been an absolutely brutal affair thus far.

Jerry: Indeed it has.

Too Magnificent gets back into his corner as Eclyptica slowly pulls Allen Rage back up to his posterior. She now backs up into the ropes and bounces off of them in front of him. With as much speed as she can muster she comes back in and jumps forward, connecting with a vicious front dropkick straight to his forehead. Allen collapses backwards onto the canvas, appearing completely out of it now as Eclyptica gets onto her hands and knees. Sweat pours in buckets from her tired body, as it does from all of the competitors in this grueling contest. She rises all the way to her feet as the camera switches to Ravnos who is stepping towards the time keeper, grabbing one of the tag team title straps out of their hands. He forcefully drags him out of his seat before finally obtaining the belt.

Jerry: Wait a damn minute, what the hell does Ravnos think he’s doing!?!

Tim: Taking matters into his own hands.

Ravnos remains on the outside of the ring, looking for an opening it seems. Eclyptica slowly pulls Rage to his feet, looking incredibly winded before she grabs him by the wrist and whips him into the Lost Cause corner. He strikes the turnbuckle back first when Psycho reaches over the ropes and tags Allen’s shoulder. The crowd begins to cheer as Psycho slides through the ropes and grabs Rage by the back of the head and pants, turning him towards the ropes and then throwing him through them to the outside of the ring. Eclyptica turns towards the rested Vivian who appears desperate for a tag as Psycho turns around to face the tag team champion. Suddenly Eclyptica steps forward and blasts him under the jaw with the Holy Confession superkick. Psycho remains standing for a moment after the shot then tumbles backwards like a falling tree onto the canvas. Eclyptica collapses onto her hands and knees afterwards and then dives at her corner, slapping the hand of an impatient Vivian. The fans erupt as she enters, Psycho slowly rolling onto his hands and knees holding his jaw. Vivian rushes in and kicks Psycho to the back of the head, before beginning to pull him upwards. Psycho is barely able to stand after the heinous superkick to his chin as an irate Allen Rage reaches under the ring on the outside. He quickly grabs a steel chair, sliding it out and holding up to his chest before he rolls under the ropes to the inside of the ring.

Tim: Look at this, now Allen Rage has a weapon!

Jerry: Nice observation!

Rage lifts up the chair and begins to step towards Psycho when the referee moves into his way, blocking his path. Ravnos now sees that the ref is distracted so quickly slides under the ropes, still clutching the tag team title belt. He begins to step up behind Vivian who has Psycho leaning throat first against the second rope with her knee buried to the back of his head. Eclyptica suddenly steps up behind Ravnos, grabbing the tag team title belt from his grasp unexpectedly. Vivian spins around, finally spotting the commotion when Eclyptica swings the belt at the face of Ravnos who ducks out of the way. The fans are stunned as Vivian steps right into a shot from the tag team title belt. The gold plate creams her right across the forehead and in turn knocks Vivian straight down to the canvas. Eclyptica stands over her with a shocked expression, realizing what she just did to her own tag team partner.

Jerry: Ohhhhh!!! Eclyptica just took out her own tag team partner on accident!

Tim: Was it really an accident though Jerry? I think not.

Eclyptica continues to look on with shock as Allen Rage finally begins to exit the ring at the referee’s behest. Ravnos now steps up behind Eclyptica, attempting to hit her with a right hand but having her arm blocked by the co holder of the tag team titles. She now drops the belt and begins to slug Ravnos across the face repeatedly, backing him up towards the ropes. Vivian lies completely unconscious on the canvas as Psycho turns around and spots her, his face filling with confusion. However he doesn’t hesitate much longer, quickly scooting across his knees and then dropping down on top of her. The referee turns around and finally spots this, immediately dropping to the canvas and making the count.

1

2

Jerry: Nooo!!!

3!

Tim: The tag team champions have been eliminated!

The entire arena rises to it’s feet in utter dismay over what they just witnessed. Eclyptica clotheslines Ravnos over the ropes and to the outside of the ring before she turns around and spots Psycho lying on top of Vivian. Her hands slowly slide into her hair as if she’s losing it. The referee steps in her way and demands that she exit the ring immediately, Eclyptica refusing to accept what just transpired.

Jerry: I cannot believe this, Vivian and Eclyptica have been eliminated from this match and it’s all thanks to LivEvil.

Tim: It was a beautiful set up wasn’t it?

Allen Rage slides back through the ropes and swarms upon Psycho, stomping him to the back of the head and shoulders repeatedly. Psycho rolls off of Vivian and onto his back as Rage drops down to the canvas and places his hands over his throat, trying to choke the life out of his body. Eclyptica finally exits the ring as the ref turns and spots this, stepping in and making a five count. 1, 2, 3, 4, Rage breaks the choke hold and stands up. He grabs Psycho around the back of the head and pulls him up as well. Allen immediately hits him with a right hand, followed by another and then stomps him to the knee. Psycho falls down onto all fours, grabbing his leg as Rage steps to his side and begins to stomp at it with all of his strength. Allen grabs him by the ankle now, lifting his leg high into the air and then slamming him down knee first into the canvas. Psycho roars in pain as he rolls onto his back, grabbing his knee cap in substantial agony. Too Magnificent watches on from the Lost Cause corner, appearing to be in great distress over what he’s witnessing. Psycho gets onto his hands and knees beginning to crawl away from Rage as he grabs the second rope and begins to pull himself up slowly. Allen is right there however, charging in and chop blocking him to the back of the leg. Psycho tumbles backwards onto the canvas, grabbing his leg once again while Allen remains on all fours. He finally gets to his feet and grabs the leg of Psycho, pulling it up straight and beginning to kick him to the back of the knee with all of his strength. Psycho grinds his teeth in pain, trying to fight through it. Allen now bends forward, grabbing his leg and attempting to turn him over into a boston leg crab. Psycho refuses to allow it to happen though, immediately lifting his other leg into the air and placing it to the stomach of Rage, shoving him backwards into the turnbuckle. He connects with it hard and then steps forward quickly when Psycho reaches up with his leg and hands, wrapping up the LivEvil member and then pulling him down to the canvas with a small package.

Ref,

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Rage kicks out as quickly as he can. Both men rise to their feet, Psycho favoring his knee in the process. Allen throws a right hand that Psycho ducks under, getting behind his back and wrapping him up in a cobra clutch, setting Rage in position for the Psychotic Episode. Rage suddenly mule kicks Psycho to the testicles, causing him to bend forward and grab himself in tremendous pain, forcing him to release the hold. Allen now charges forward into the ropes, bouncing off of them and then coming back in as quickly as he can at the prone Psycho. The former Livewire champion suddenly side steps Rage and gets behind his back, placing him in another cobra clutch. The fans response is unbelievable as Psycho drops back, pulling Allen into the air and then dragging him down to the canvas with the Psychotic Episode. Rage is unable to believe it as Psycho rolls onto his knees and then rises to his feet, dragging Allen up with him still in the cobra clutch. He now drops in reverse once again, hitting the Psychotic Episode for a second time, desperately trying to get the LivEvil member to submit.

Jerry: This is it Tim, Allen Rage is going to be forced to submit!

Tim: No, come on Allen, fight it, fight it!

Psycho pulls Allen up for a third time, keeping the cobra clutch applied when Ravnos rushes up behind him. He drops down and chop blocks Psycho to the back of the leg, forcing him to break the submission hold and drop down to the canvas in pain. Rage stumbles forward into the ropes, leaning on them for support in a state of sheer exhaustion. Ravnos rolls under the ropes to the outside of the ring as the referee shouts at him furiously. Allen grips the back of his neck before he turns around and steps towards the legs of Psycho, who is still spread across his stomach in serious pain. He now wraps the legs around his own and places Psycho in a textbook sharpshooter, much to the crowd’s disgust. Psycho pushes himself up onto his fist, shouting in horrible pain as his legs are tore at with this submission hold. Too Magnificent begins to slam his palm on the turnbuckle, trying to get the fans to rally behind his partner. They follow orders eagerly, many of them stomping on the arena floor and clapping their hands as if they were trying to save Tinkerbell’s life. Psycho’s face is contorted with pain, unable to resist the submission hold much longer it seems, Rage really tightening the hold with every muscle in his body. Ravnos watches on, perhaps grinning beneath his thick black mask. Psycho can finally feel the energy pulsing from the fans and entering his body it seems, so he begins to fight his way towards the ropes. He seemingly has to utilize every bit of strength remaining in his body to do so, yet he refuses to give it, he refuses to tap out to LivEvil. The crowd is now chanting Psycho’s name, creating as much of a ruckus as humanly possible. Psycho finds himself within arms length of the bottom rope and now reaches for it, extending his arm outward as far as it will go. Salvation! Psycho grabs the rope, firmly gripping it and causing the fans to rejoice. The referee steps into a shocked Allen Rage’s face, the young man full of disbelief over what he’s hearing and absolutely refusing to break the hold as he shakes his head.

Jerry: Psycho made it to the ropes, he’s done it. My God what a match this has been!

Tim: His leg should be broken, he shouldn’t even be able to walk right now, let alone reach those ropes.

At the count of 4 Rage is forced to break the hold, begrudgingly stepping forward and then turning towards Psycho. He bends down and begins to urge Psycho to get up, as if setting for some kind of trademark maneuver. Psycho barely has anything left it seems as he slowly pulls himself up the ropes, Too Magnificent shouting for him to make the tag. Psycho is nearly unable to place pressure on his leg as he turns around to face Rage who steps forward and places him in position for the To Hell, paying homage to his mentor Damien. As soon as he’s about to connect with the vicious downward spiral, Psycho counters, slipping around the arm of Allen and then placing him in the cobra clutch. The entire arena absolutely explodes as Psycho hits a release Psychotic Episode which causes Allen to flip over and slam face first into the canvas. Both men now lie on the canvas motionless, the fans standing and going berserk.

Jerry: The Psychotic Episode! The Psychotic Episode! My God this may be it!

Tim: Psycho shouldn’t even bother with a pin, what he needs to do is tag in Too Magnificent the fresh man.

Jerry: That may be the only smart thing you’ve said all night.

Tim: Yeah, I guess you can consider me a wrestling savant.

The referee is forced to step in and begin a 10 count on both men who are still lying motionless on the canvas. Ravnos shouts furiously for Allen to get up while Too Magnificent begs his partner to regain consciousness in time to make a tag. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, Psycho and Allen begin to stir, both men rolling onto their sides. Psycho is the first to get onto his hands and knees. 8, 9, Rage and Psycho both get to a standing position with a mere second to spare. They stare at one another in an exhausted fashion and then at the exact same time jump towards their respective corners. Psycho slaps Too Magnificent’s hand as Rage tags in the monster Ravnos. The big man steps over the ropes and charges at Too Mag who enters a half second faster than him. Ravnos throws a right hand that is blocked by Too Magnificent who counters with a stinging jab of his own. Ravnos backs up a bit stunned when Too Magnificent kicks him to the gut and drags his head under his arm pit, setting up for the Midas Touch to a huge ovation. Ravnos however counters, pushing Too Magnificent off of him and causing the Lost Cause member to turn around in a complete circle. As Too Mag spins around to face him Ravnos grabs him by the throat, setting up for a chokeslam that garnishes a huge negative reaction from the fans. Ravnos doesn’t hesitate, quickly lifting Too Magnificent into the air when the big man counters. He slides out of the grip of Ravnos and turns, landing behind the monster’s back. Ravnos spins around to face him and walks right into a boot to the gut. Too Magnificent drags his head into his arm pit and shoots one arm into the air, the crowd going crazy as they realize that he’s once again going for the Midas Touch.

Jerry: The Midas Touch!!

Ravnos suddenly stands up, back dropping Too Magnificent over his head and back first onto the canvas. The crowd is infuriated as Ravnos spins around and stares at Too Mag who is slowly rising to his feet. He steps in quickly and grabs Too Magnificent by both sides of his head, dragging it in between his legs and then wrapping his arms around his waist. A flow of negativity hits the ring, spewed forth from the fans as Ravnos lifts Too Mag into the air into a crucifix position. Too Magnificent suddenly slides down the back of Ravnos, landing on his feet behind his back when the beast spins around to face him and receives another kick to the gut. Too Magnificent drags him head first into his arm pit and immediately lifts him into the air, connecting with the Midas Touch. The crowd’s response is deafening as Ravnos rolls across the canvas holding his head.

Jerry: He hit it, Too Magnificent finally hit the Midas Touch! This one is over ladies and gentlemen!

Tim: I’m at a loss for words here.

Psycho lies on the apron, too exhausted to even realize what is happening, Allen Rage doing the same in his corner. Too Magnificent slowly turns his body and places his arm over the chest of Ravnos. The crowd’s response is overwhelming, the official beginning to drop down when a figure jumps onto the apron. It’s Killjoy. The fans are absolutely disgusted as he tries to get into the ring, forcing the official to stand up and get into his face, demanding that he get off the apron. Killjoy shouts back at him, lifting a fist and looking ready to use it on the official who won’t back down this time. The fans are booing as loud as they possibly can, pleading with the official to turn around and make the count, Too Magnificent having held onto the pin for several moments now. Suddenly a gap begins to form through the fans, as if something is pushing them aside as it makes it way towards the ring.

Jerry: Damnit ref, turn around, Psycho and Too Magnificent have got the tag team titles won!

Tim: How do you know that? Ravnos could still kick out!

Suddenly two gentlemen jump over the barricade and slide into the ring, it’s Jared Medrano and Derrick Holloway, Extremely Dangerous!

Tim: Jerry! Jerry!!!!! Look who it is, it’s Extremely Dangerous! Oh my God, oh my God!!!!

Jerry: What the hell are they doing here!?!

Both men enter the ring quickly while the referee’s back is turned and step towards Too Magnificent who is unaware of their presence. They now grab him by the hair and pull him to his feet, the fans have no idea what to think as they lift Too Magnificent and climb to the top rope. They quickly place him on the shoulders of Jared who jumps off and connects with their world famous Dangerous Death Drop. The entire arena is completely blown away by what they just witnessed, their jaws having dropped to the floor it seems. Jared and Derrick quickly slide through the ropes to the outside of the ring before the referee has time to turn around. Without even looking back they jump over the barricade and push their way through the crazed fans.

Jerry: This is the most unbelievable turn of events I think I’ve ever witnessed. Extremely Dangerous have come out of nowhere and without even an explanation have planted Too Magnificent with the Dangerous Death Drop!

Tim: Allow me to reiterate that I’m speechless right now, and that doesn’t happen often.

Extremely Dangerous disappear amongst the sea of humanity as Killjoy finally drops off the apron, looking shocked over what he just witnessed. Psycho barely has the strength to pull himself up the ropes as Ravnos somehow is able to crawl on top of Too Magnificent, hooking his leg. The referee spins around and spots the count, immediately dropping to the canvas and making the count.

1

2

The fans plead with Too Magnificent to kick out.

3!!

The entire arena erupts into boos, disgusted with what they just witnessed, Lost Cause being screwed out of the tag team titles. The bell rings as Ravnos’ entrance music bursts the seams of the arena, the fans still voicing their anger over what was just perpetrated before their very eyes.

Tim: We have new tag team champions Jerry! LivEvil has captured the gold!!!

Jerry: This is absolutely heinous, Psycho and Too Magnificent had the belts won, if it wasn’t for Killjoy and Extremely Dangerous they would be walking out of here the tag team champions.

Ravnos rises to his knees, staring up towards the heavens with a sense of pride. Allen Rage finally reaches his feet on the apron and enters the ring as the official is handed the tag team title belts. He turns around and presents them to the LivEvil members who snatch them up quickly and then hold them to their bodies tightly. Ravnos throws his belt over his shoulder as he fights to get to his feet. Rage lifts his belt into the air in a triumphant fashion, leaning backwards against the ropes as he does so. Psycho pulls himself up onto his seat, staring into the ring and mouthing profanities, realizing that he’s been screwed over by Killjoy who has risen onto the apron with a grin on his face. Too Magnificent continues to lie on the canvas, motionless after the vicious impact of the Dangerous Death Drop.


Backstage


(The scene opens in the backstage area with AWOL sitting in his locker room preparing for his match when he looks up the door opens and Daemon Frost is standing in the doorway, the two men just look at each other the old rivals and former team mates also showing each other some respect.)

Daemon:
Nearly ready?

AWOL:
Nearly…

Daemon:
Good luck out there AWOL, I hope to god you bury this guy and take back what’s rightfully yours.

AWOL:
It’s only mine if you take what is yours against Orlando and Johnny Kingdom tonight Daemon…

Daemon:
Seems you are relying on me then?

AWOL:
No…I am relying on anyone but Cruze!

(Daemon smiles and sits across from AWOL who laces up the last of his boots.)

Daemon:
You don’t look right?

AWOL:
Excuse me?

Daemon:
What is wrong with you man, you are not the AWOL of old, ever since your comeback you have not been him, that edge, that something, that bite…The thing that pushed me to the limits in the Weapons Lair…Where is it?

(AWOL just looked at him for a second before finishing the lacing of his boot and sighing deeply before looking back up at Frost.)

AWOL:
I don’t know…I just don’t know, I think every week something bad is going to happen and so far I have survived or stopped it from happening.

Daemon:
Conrad?

AWOL:
Indeed…It seems the young Gray is not going to stop until he has my blood, or my life…

Daemon:
Then take his?

AWOL:
It’s not as simple as that…But I can’t help but wonder if tonight is the night…

Daemon:
What night?

AWOL:
The Conrad will strike for real! I know the Gray family more then anyone and if there is one thing, one weakness, one predictability about them, is they like to make a scene, an example…And it’s always at a Pay Per View!

(Daemon remained quiet.)

AWOL:
If he comes to kill me…He shall Kill me whether I be dead or not…

Daemon:
What?

AWOL:
Sometimes death can be beyond the physical Daemon…If Conrad wants me dead and if he does tonight will be the night he attempts it…I will be dead and no longer seen here in the ULW…One way or another, if I lose…This will be the last time anyone in the ULW sees me.

Daemon:
What about Vivian?

AWOL:
……I love her Daemon, but she is in danger because of me…I shall say my goodbyes to her IF, I lose.

(AWOL just stood leaving Daemon to ponder what the big man said, the words still somewhat of a riddle to Frost, had AWOL already accepted defeat?)


Commercial



Back In the Arena


Back In the Arena

Jerry Walters:
What did AWOL mean?

Tim May:
I have no idea he was just talking gibbily gook again no doubt! Probably putting down Conrad Gray again!

Jerry Walters:
Did you not even listen?

Tim May:
Actually….No, I tend to shut off when I see AWOL and Daemon on the screen!

Jerry Walters:
Why do I bother!?!


Slam Bam Cup Final AWOL Vs Desolation


The lights go out as air raid sirens split the air in the ULW arena. Several people light lighters as search lights pan over the crowd before snapping back to the entrance ramp. Mushroom Cloud shaped pyros blast from the corners of the stage as Sulley screams "YOU BETTA GO AWAY!" and Godsmack's "Whatever" roars through the arena. AWOL storms out from behind the back curtain, a trademark scowl on his face as he stomps to ringside without acknowledging the fans. He rolls in under the bottom rope and quickly scales a turnbuckle, raising both fists in the air and receiving a cheer from the dedicated AWOL fans in the audience. He thumps one fist twice over his heart, mouthing the words "Semper Fi" as the audience shouts back "Do or Die!" AWOL then hops down from the turnbuckle and stretches on the ring ropes, waiting for his opponent to come down to the ring.

Jerry Walters:
AWOL is out here but his mental state is not all it should be for a match of this magnitude, I am still not sure of his actual meaning backstage, but from what I gathered, there is a lot of negativity in his mind right now

Tim May:
So there should be, he is about to lose to a man who is simply better then him! Then again that’s everyone for you pretty much these days.

Jerry Walters:
Do you want to say that to his face Tim?

The arena lights dim and the opening chords of the Rolling Stones\' \"Paint it Black\" echo softly throughout the arena. Desolation walks out onto the entry ramp, stopping he raises one fist into the air before walking to the ring and just staring at AWOL in the ring, he steps up on the apron and climbs in before raising a fist in the air again and turning to the former World Champ.

Jerry Walters:
Desolation is a huge name in the business as a whole, but you have to wonder if he has it in the tank here, he has not been in the big time in ULW since his arrival, but a win here would change that!

Tim May:
And when you have AWOL as an opponent you are not being challenged much!

Jerry Walters:
You forget Tim, He beat Bullseye, Serenity, and Nathan Creed to get here!

Tim May: Flukes!

(The bell sounds and the two men cautiously circle each other looking for a time to strike, eventually they lunge at each other but Des is quick and ducks the arms of AWOL taking his leg away with a shoulder block to the front of the knee, AWOL instantly goes down but as if afraid of the mat jumps right back up and with no emotion quickly rubs his knee.
Desolation just gives a quick smile before the two men circle each other again this time Desolation begins to taunt AWOL pretending to lunge to get a reaction from the former World champ before finally going in but AWOL counters lifting a knee and this time slamming it home right into the face of a shell shocked Desolation he is smashed upright and met with a right hand that takes him to the mat, he gets up and is met with another right hand that takes him to the mat and another. Des is reeling and gets up stumbling into the ropes but AWOL charges clotheslining him right over them and to the outside before letting out a roar of adrenalin that causes an eruption throughout the crowd!
Des just shakes the cobwebs and looks a little irritated by what has just happened he gets to his feet and shakes it off before climbing back on the apron and entering the ring, Desolation just nods looking more serious this time as the two stare at each other, he stands in the corner and begins talking smack about AWOL once more commenting on his fat, AWOL just stands in the middle of the ring and calls his bluff telling him to say it to his face…)

Jerry Walters:
We have a bit of a challenge here, a stand off if you will!

Tim May:
Oh god, I am so bored of AWOL already!

Jerry Walters:
And Tim we are bored of you, so please…

(Desolation just smiles as AWOL repeats his demand for him to say his comments to his face before calling him “Russell Nash Blade” the fans all react to this knowing it will get a reaction, Des just walks to the middle of the ring and says his piece but as he does AWOL slaps Des across the face, the side his glass eye is! Before Des can follow up AWOL hits a punch to the face his ploy to use Desolations anger working perfectly as he hits another punch and another all on the side of Desolations glass eye! Des is pushed back into the corner but he quickly counters throwing AWOL into the corner instead and begins booting his stomach before kicking AWOL’s knee over and over again, AWOL just pushes him away but Des is right back on him and this time grabs the leg of the former World Champion and brings him out of the corner with a well executed Dragon screw that leaves AWOL laying on the mat.
Des wastes no time and lifts the leg of AWOL before slamming some straight kicks in to the back of the thigh before then dropping an elbow across AWOL’s knee, he gets up to his feet then drops another elbow across the bigger mans knee and for good measure a third before then laying across the joint and pulling his leg at an awkward angle.
AWOL just cries out his legs still not at the strongest even now, he grabs Des by the hair but the referee quickly gets him to let go, Des then adds to the pressure by again standing up and dropping an elbow across the joint as he dos he realizes how close to the ropes AWOL is and stand back up to drag him away but as he does AWOL counters using both feet to push Desolation away from him, he grabs the turnbuckle pushing himself up onto his knee.
But Des is already hot on his tail however as he runs at AWOL the big man counters stepping out toward him and lifting Des for a flap jack face first right onto the top turnbuckle before getting up behind Desolation and grabbing him around the waist and lifting him for a flip over German Suplex causing Desolation to land right on his face as AWOL throws him backwards!)

Jerry Walters:
This match is already showing different quantities of many different styles and its been a close affair so far in my opinion

Tim May:
…It has? I’d say AWOL was getting his ass whipped!

Jerry Walters:
You would say that because you are a bias commentator!

Tim May:
Jerry Walters!!! I am shocked at that insinuation!

(AWOL slowly gets back up to his feet as does Desolation he swings a right hand catching desolation perfectly across the check knocking backward a step allowing AWOL the time to raise a boot and kick Des in the stomach he then grabs his head na drops him with a twisting Neckbreaker.
He sits up and gets back to his feet again the knee joint slowing him down a small amount, he walks to Desolation who is on one knee and lifts him to his feet before setting him up and hoisting him into the air for a suplex before fallen backwards and dropping him hard on the mat surface before going for a pin with his elbow across the jaw of Desolation,
1…
2…
Des kicks out!
AWOL just gets up to his knees and uses the hair of Des to pull him up before placing him in the corner and hitting a big uppercut that knocks the spit right of Desolations mouth he then grabs the arm of Des throwing him across the ring into the opposite corner, before running in after him and hitting a huge splash, he instantly grabs the arm of Des again throwing him across to the original corner and hitting a second big splash before throwing him back across the ring and connecting with a third splash, Desolation is dazed and just stumbles out toward AWOL in the middle of the ring who boots him in the stomach and drops him with a huge DDT.)

AWOL gaining some momentum and he needs to keep this going and find a weak spot on the body of Desolation, something he can manipulate.

Tim May:
Oh you don’t sound very bias do you! Why don’t you just go and tell him that!?!

Jerry Walters:
I am stating the facts Tim!

(Suddenly boos begin to echo out and get louder as Conrad Gray appears from the back along with Lady Lust the reception gets erratic as Conrad reaches the bottom of the ramp, the roof nearly shaking from its position as AWOL just nods at the two of them hardly surprised to see them at ringside.
He turns back to Desolation who is on one knee and grabs him by the head but Des breaks the hold and grabs the legs of AWOL taking him to the floor before attempting to lock in a figure four but AWOL just boots him in the butt causing Desolation to lunge forward and right into the referee knocking the official to the ground.
Des just turns to Conrad and points at him, warning him not to get involved, but as he turns AWOL comes out of nowhere with a big boot taking Desolation down, he turns back and grabs Desolation lifting him to his feet then lifting him into a back body drop before dropping an elbow across the chest of Desolation.
He gets up and quickly glances over to Conrad who still hasn’t budged, before picking Desolation up again and setting him up for the daisy cutter he lifts him into the air and across his shoulder but Des counters and slides down AWOL’s back grabbing his head on the way and dropping him for a big Reverse DDT!
Both men are down as is the referee the fans are cheering loudly for AWOL hoping that the monster of the ULW gets back to his feet, slowly both men begin to rise, neither man looking any less then shattered, but wildly Desolation throws a punch AWOL ducks it and grabs Desolation from behind, DAISY CUTTER!!! THIS TIME HE HITS IT!!!)

Jerry Walters:
OH!!! AWOL Just hit Desolation with the Daisy Cutter, this should be all over!

Tim May:
There is no referee!!!

Jerry Walters:
No I don’t believe this, wait, the official is stirring!!!

(AWOL covers Desolation as the official hardly able to move begins a count,
1………

2………

3….NOOOO!!!! Conrad Gray just pulled the referee from the ring before clotheslining him to the mats! He then calls out another official at first nobody comes but suddenly from the back it’s Marshall Wright! The fans are in shock as Marshall Wright comes down to the ring in a referee’s shirt but he stays low around the apron, Lust has entered the ring now and AWOL is still unaware of any of this he gets up on his knees and looks out through the ropes staring at Conrad pointing and accusing, he stands up but from behind Lust slams him with a huge martial arts kick to the back of the thigh Desolation had begin working on knocking AWOL to the ground!
Conrad then causally enters the fans booing even louder as he slaps the head of AWOL who is now back up to one knee but suddenly the former champ raises up and grabs Conrad by the throat before lifting him in the air but only until Lust send another kick into the back of his leg causing him to drop the CEO… Suddenly though he turns grabbing Lust instead before lifting her in the air and dropping her big time on to the mat with a huge two handed sit out chokeslam!!! He gets to his feet and turns to Conrad who has his hands up in innocence but AWOL is furious he grabs Conrad by the throat but from behind Desolation clotheslines AWOL the force knocking Conrad right out of the ring.
Desolation is furious with the run ins and shouts at Conrad but from behind AWOL grabs him again and goes for another Daisy cutter but Desolation falls behind him and takes his legs away before dragging him to the centre of the ring and locking in the elevated Texas cloverleaf, THE SOUL OF MISERY!! AWOL is in agony as Desolation locks the hold in harder, suddenly Marshall Wright slides in and smiles at AWOL who looks shocked and angry even to see him!)

Jerry Walters:
What the hell was Marshall Wrights price, what the hell is Conrad paying him that loy down piece of crap!

Tim May:
Why blame Conrad, he probably had nothing to do with it, it was more like Marshall just figured out AWOL was a waste of space!

Jerry Walters:
I don’t believe this! Even Desolation is pissed at the way this has turned out!

(AWOL is still locked in the hold and is refusing to give up swearing every word under the sun, he begins crawling to the ropes and is a mere breathe away but Conrad pulls the ropes away from him, Marshall is not even looking, Desolation just drags AWOL back in the ring and AWOL tries to hold on a little longer but taps!!! The fans are booing loudly as Conrad enters the ring along side Marshall but Desolation just turns b-lining for them, Conrad ducks and Desolation just takes Marshall down with a clothesline that nearly takes Marshall head off, the reporter just rolls out of the ring leaving Conrad alone with Desolation looming over him!
Suddenly from the crowd Magnum slides in the ring and grabs Desolation before booting him in the stomach and lifting him M-BOMB!!!!!
Magnum just checks to make sure Conrad is ok, the CEO nods and smiles as he stands a fair distance now AWOL…He takes a mic from the announcer and looks on Desolation and the former World Champion.)

Conrad:
Look at you two…The so called epitome of the ULW…You are pathetic! Desolation you over dramatic fool, as of tonight you have made an enemy of a Gray…Conrad Gray, your worst fucking nightmare…As for this man next to me he is the man hired by Sean Johnson to wreck your life while Sean does the job himself on your darling wife!

(Boos are ringing out everywhere as Lust gets back up holding her head in agony, Conrad just turns to AWOL and smiles wider.)

Conrad:
As for you AWOL…I heard this is your goodbye, so let me be the first to say it…GOODBYE…And believe me…I won’t forget the day I BEAT the monster they named AWOL!

(Conrad just throws the mic down as Magnum and Lust leave the ring, Desolation has just rolled to the outside holding his neck from the M-Bomb watching as Magnum, Conrad and Lust head back up the ramp and to the backstage area. Desolation just follows them as AWOL stands in the middle of the ring. The fans are on there feet going wild for the former World Champion as his bad knee gives way, officials quickly come out and help AWOL out of the ring before taking him slowly back up the ramp, trying to take his weight as best they can.
The fans are out there loudest yet the cheers above and beyond as they stomp, other areas are chanting “AWOL” he just turns forcing the gulp in his throat to stay back. He looks over the fans one last time before standing on his own using the last of his strength to raise his arms to the sky causing a huge eruption from the arena, before he taps his chest where his heart is and points to the fans miming the word “Thank you” before turning and leaving the arena for the last time as the continuing chants of “AWOL” echo out.)


Backstage


The scene cuts to the backstage area where all the remaining superstars are sitting down to watch the final double bill of the event, Curtis Vs Killjoy for the Livewire title and the big triple threat for the World Heavyweight Championship, but instantly it becomes obvious the factions have grown into two large stables now with the Annihilation wrestlers sitting on one side and the FUF wrestlers on the other. Suddenly Chris Cortez walks in a grin on his face he takes a fold up chair and sets it up before sitting on it and facing the Annihilation wrestlers instead of the telly, Chapel just looks back at him.

Chapel:
You got a problem?

Cortez:
Actually…Yeah!

(Chapel stands up and instantly others from the two sides begin to stand behind there man, Cortez just smiles in Chapels face.)

Chapel:
What are you smiling at Cortez, what have you got to smile about? You are a ULW reject, someone who left because he couldn’t hack it…

Cortez:
And now I am back and more then capable of beating your ass!

(Chapel just laughs before suddenly slapping Cortez, who instantly slaps him back and like that the two roster just jump each other causing all out war, cheers begin flying all over the places and the angry shouts are being heard in the mob of wrestlers as doors from all sides open with security and officials trying to break it up while literally everyone pummels everyone else!


Nightmare Before Christmas Match – Livewire Title Curtis Vs Killjoy



Back in the Arena


Jerry Walters:
What a match Tim! What a match, Curtis retains his title and beats the odds but it was close make no mistake about it!

Tim May:
That match was beyond Brutal!

Jerry Walters:
You ain’t kidding, but with no further ado ladies and gentleman, the main event is coming up right after this commercial break and believe me, this one is going to be HUGE!!!!


Commercial


CURTIS JACK VS. KILLJOY: NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS


Jerry: Well ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for quite possibly one of the biggest matches here at Eq uilibrium, the Nightmare Before Christmas bout for the Livewire championship.

Tim: Jerry, I've been waiting to see this match ever sense Bloody Massacre where a good portion of people believe that Killjoy was screwed out of the title by Curtis Jack.

Jerry: Well, this match has been building since that heinous period in time and it's finally here. We're going to take you to another arena here where Mark Comeau and Dan Douglas are going to officially commentate this hellacious encounter.

Tim: A different arena? What the hell?

The scene switches to a smaller arena where a sold out crowd also sits, everyone smiling and looking enthusastic over all of the destructive elements they see in the ring. The most notable is a giant X formed by cables above the ring, being supported by four steel post coming up behind the turnbuckles. In the center of the X the Livewire title hangs, glistening brightly. In the four turnbuckles are a number of tied up glass tubes, while containers full of what appear to be thumbtacks and broken glass are spread here and there across the canvas.

Douglas: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to what can only be described as hell for the next few moments.

Comeau: Yes, it is hell being forced to do commentary beside you Dan, but let's talk about this match shall we. As you can see the rules are quite simple, you have to kill your opponent.

Douglas: No, no, no Comeau. The rules to this match, which were just released, state that the first person to reach the Livewire title hanging from the cables, and then pull it down, will walk away the champion. However, the only way to reach the belt is to climb hand over hand across the cables.

Comeau: No ladders?

Douglas: Yep.

Comeau: No stairs?

Douglas: Yep.

Comeau: No pink elephants?

Douglas: Ooookaaaayyy, anyway, as you can see there are an assortment of weapons these two men can use at their disposal in order to get the advantage long enough to walk away the Livewire champion.

Comeau: Walk away, I don't think anybodies even going to be able to stand after this one.

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. Once her 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.

Douglas: And here comes the man who believes it's his destiny to walk away from this match the Livewire champion.

Comeau: Where?

Douglas: The guy in the ring Comeau.

Comeau: You mean the one holding the camera?

Douglas: It's like explaining something to a child. Anyway, this match came from the somewhat twisted imagination of Killjoy.

Comeau: Twisted immagination? What an understatement, I think this guy has got a serious violence fettish.

Hysteria hits the PA system, causing the crowd to rise to it's feet and unleash a somewhat mixed reaction, some cheering for who knows what reason while others boo furiously. From the backstage area strides Curtis Jack, who glares back and forth at the fans with a huge grin on his face. He stops and blows a kiss to one of the women in the front row and that acts like he snatches it back out of thin air, planting back on his lips. He continues towards the ring while Killjoy stares at him from the corner, staring a hole through the Livewire champion. Curtis starts up the steel steps and onto the apron, staring right back at the ever intense Killjoy. Finally he slides through the barbwire wrapped ropes, making sure not to come into contact with them.

Douglas: And now Curtis Jack is out here, the same man who took a steel chair to Celestra's head, basically stole the Livewire title from Killjoy at Equilibrium, and....

Comeau: Changed a couple letters in his name to rip off Mick Foley.

Douglas: Mark, if you don't have anything intelligent to say, don't say anything at all. Which would actually be good, seeing as you'd be unable to speak throughout the rest of this match.

Killjoy and Curtis Jack step face to face, the large X formed above their heads, with glass and tacks held in containers at their sides. Curtis seems a bit apprehensive as he glares up at his belt hanging from the double cables. Curtis finally begins to explain himself to Killjoy, as if offering up some type of apology when Killjoy smirks and lifts his hand into the air, beginning to make a talking motion with his hand. Suddenly he kicks Curtis to the gut and then grabs him by the back of the head, throwing a right into the side of his face, followed by another shot, and then another. Curtis appears stunned as he backs up towards the barbwire covered ropes. Killjoy grabs him by the wrist and pulls him into a knee to the gut then launches a knee into his forehead. Curtis stands up and stumbles towards the ropes, grabbing a hold of it and then unleashing a shout of pain as he suddenly looks at the palm of his hands, realizing what just transpired. He turns around and recieves a forearm shiver, followed by another blow from Killjoy who now kicks him viciously to the gut. He quickly grabs him by the wrist and whips Curtis towards the barbwire wrapped ropes. Curtis drops down to the canvas however and slides under the ropes, landing feet first on the mats and stepping away, shaking his head in disgust. He immediately begins to step around the ring, as if he's walking off. Killjoy smirks before he rushes at the turnbuckle, jumping onto the top one and then turning as he jumps off and flies at Curtis who is standing in front of the barricade. Curtis steps out of the way with mere seconds to spare, allowing Killjoy to drop chest first onto the barricade. He bounces off and stumbles backwards. Curtis steps around to the side of Killjoy, scooping him up and then dropping him chest first onto the barricade. Killjoy places his arms over his chest and takes a few steps in reverse when Curtis grabs him by the back of the head, spinning him around before rolling him into the ring. He keeps Killjoy's face positioned under the barbwire wrapped ropes then slides in under the ropes. Curtis looks around at the fans with a sadistic grin on his face, garnishing a huge wave of boos before he reaches down and grabs the legs of Killjoy, pulling them up beneath his armpits. Curtis drops back, slingshotting Killjoy up face first into the barbwire wrapped ropes. His face immediately is slashed upon the ropes before he falls backwards, his head connecting with the hard apron. Killjoy rolls away from the ropes, holding his forehead which has a small gash forming across it now after the vicious collision with the barbwire.

Douglas: Unexpectedly, Killjoy is the first person to be busted open here in his own match.

Comeau: It serves him right, creating such a barbaric match as this. I didn't even think Killjoy liked matches like these.

Douglas: Oh my God, stop the presses, did you just say his name correctly?

Comeau: Who? Killfun?

Douglas: Damnit!

Killjoy continues to lie on his side, holding his sliced forehead as Curtis rises to his feet with his arms extended out to his sides. Another mixed reaction hits him as he grabs Killjoy by the hair, pulling him to his feet as quickly as he can and then connecting with a right hand to the side of his face, followed by another shot. Curtis looks around at the fans with a huge grin on his face and then launches another right at Killjoy who suddenly ducks under the shot, burying his shoulder to the spine of Curtis Jack. He lifts him into the air and then pushes him over, causing Curtis to flip over his back and then land gut first on the top rope. The crowd erupts into cheers as Curtis' abdomen is ripped by the barbwire, causing him to fall into the ring. He sits up, shouting in pain at the top of his lungs. Small slivers of his stomach seem to have been ripped away by the barbwire, leaving a bit of blood flowing down his muscular frame. Curtis grips his stomach in an extreme amount of pain as Killjoy steps up behind him, delivering a sharpe kick to his lower back. The punt like shot causes Curtis to shout in pain, his entire body cringing after the blow. Killjoy grabs him around the chin and then rolls him onto his knees. Killjoy slaps on a front facelock, pulling Curtis to his feet and then lifting him into the air in a suplex position. He suddenly drops backwards, connecting with a vertical suplex onto the top rope which is covered in barbwire. Curtis bounces off and falls knees first onto the apron, his stomach is even more scarred up now. His eyes open widly, unable to believe the pain coursing through his body. He begins to stand up, trying to avoid touching the ropes with the barbs sticking from them. Killjoy backs up and then charges in, rushing across the ring as Curtis stands up on the apron. Suddenly Killjoy dives through the ropes, spearing Curtis to the gut and taking him off of the apron. The crowd is shocked as both men spill to the outside of the ring, collapsing upon the mats, Killjoy landing on top of Curtis, placing his knees upon the mats. Killjoy immediately crawls on top of Curtis, beginning to launch right hand after right hand into his forehead, looking absolutely enraged. He now rises to his feet, pulling Curtis with him and then rolling him under the barbwire laced ropes. Curtis gets onto his hands and knees, holding his busted up ribs which have been targeted throughout the early goings of this contest. Killjoy slides under the ropes himself, stepping in quickly as he grabs Curtis under the jaw, pulling him up to his feet and launching a right into his jaw, the shot knocks him backwards somewhat. Killjoy now grabs Curtis by the wrist and begins to whip him towards the turnbuckle where the glass light tubes are located. Curtis places the breaks on the attempt however, pulling Killjoy into a knee to the gut. Killjoy bends forward shouting in pain as Curtis grabs him by the back of the head and rushes him towards the turnbuckle, getting up as much speed as he possibly can.

Douglas: If there are small children watching at home, have them turn away right now!

Comeau: If any of them are 16-18 and female, have them give me a call.

Killjoy suddenly slides under the arms of Curtis who takes a few steps forward before he realizes that he's grasping air. He spins around as Killjoy steps backwards towards the diagonal corner where light tubes are assembled as well. Curtis appears furious as he charges in and is suddenly hip tossed into the air. Curtis flies through the air and smashes into the tubes of glass, all of them shattering around his body. They all break into pieces as Curtis collapses onto the back of his head, glass digging into his flesh. The fans are on their feet now, cheering holy shit as loud as they possibly can.

Douglas: Ohhhhh!!! Talk about an absolutely vicious collision!

Comeau: Yeah, that looks as painful as my hang nail.

Douglas: Can you possibly keep your attention on this match Comeau?

Comeau: I can but I consider myself more important.

Blood streams down the spine of Curtis Jack who begins to crawl away from the turnbuckle where he was thrown. Killjoy scrambles in the direction of another turbuckle, untying the glass light tubes which are placed around it. He removes two of them, holding them in the palms of both his hands. Curtis begins to rise to his feet, glass falling out of his back with a great deal of blood flowing down it. He stands up slowly, his entire body looking to be in shock as Killjoy steps towards him and shatters one glass tube over his head. Glass flies in all different directions yet Curtis retains his balance, stumbling around a bit with blood now beginning to flow down his face. Before he can go down Killjoy lifts the other glass tube into the air and shatters it over his head as well. Curtis immediately spills onto the canvas his head filling with blood after the two vicious impacts from the glass. Killjoy steps backwards, extending his arms out to his sides as he turns towards the fans, many of them actually cheering his name after the vicious assault they just witnessed. Killjoy eyes now turn towards the X hanging over the ring, the belt hanging from the center point. A grin slowly formulates across his face as he approaches the turnbuckle. He begins to climb it while Curtis lies on the canvas, his face covered in blood. Driplets flow from the side of his chin onto the canvas as he pushes himself up onto his side, trying to shake off the effects of the blows. Killjoy jumps into the air and grabs one of the cables, suspending himself in mid air. He slowly begins to make his way towards the belt hanging over the center of the ring. His legs dangle dangerously over the canvas as he slowly makes his way to the gold, the grand prize at the end of the rainbow. Curtis gets to his feet, nearly falling over several times when he spots one of the containers full of tumbtacks, positioned just in front of the area where Killjoy has to pass over. Curtis steps forward and knocks over the container, spilling the tacks over. He now takes a few steps in reverse and then charges forward while Killjoy is within inches of the title belt. He jumps high into the air, wrapping his arms around the legs of Killjoy and then dragging him off of the cable and down to the canvas with a powerbomb straight onto the tacks. Killjoy sits up, his eyes filling with shock as the entire crowd jumps out of their seats, responding with a wave of holy shit chants.

Comeau: Ohhhhh!!!! My hand nail just fell off.

Douglas: Killjoy was just powerbombed off of that cable hanging above the ring right onto a pile of thumbtacks.

Comeau: The hell you say.

Killjoy's eyes are still full of utter shock as Curtis Jack remains on his knees upon the canvas, taking deep breaths with blood flowing from an open crevise in his forehead. Hundreds of small thumbtacks protrude from the back of Killjoy who is still sitting up. Curtis rises to his feet before he stomps Killjoy to the forehead, the LivEvil member refusing to fall backwards into the thumbtacks. Curtis drops down to the canvas and rolls under the barbwire ropes while Killjoy continues to sit up on the canvas in shock, the tacks protruding from his flesh. Curtis lifts the ringside apron and reaches under the ring, grabbing a table. The crowd is shocked as he slides it out, blood flowing down his face and back throughout the entire process. He finally sets it up on the outside of the ring, positioning it beside one of the turnbuckles. Somehow Killjoy begins to rise to his feet with tacks falling out of his back, Curtis sliding under the ropes to get back into the ring. Killjoy catches him about half way through, jumping into the air and dropping leg first across the back of his head. Curtis' head is slammed into the canvas face first, his lower body dangling off the apron, hanging over the outside mats. Killjoy quickly drops down to his knees and places him in a front facelock. He now lifts the back of Curtis' head up, placing it against the barbwire wrapped ropes, pulling it back and forth across it. Curtis begins to shout in horrendous pain as the back of his head is ripped apart by the barbwire, hair being plucked from his head as it's caught in the barbs. The fans cheer as they begin to see more blood flowing from his head. Killjoy keeps the facelock applied as he drags Curtis into the ring, pulling him to his feet as C.J tries to fight out of the hold. Killjoy steps over the thumbtacks, staring back and forth at the fans and then dropping backwards, pulling Curtis down to the canvas with an evenflow DDT straight into the tumbtacks. The crowd responds with another eruption of holy shit chants, Curtis rising to his knees with tacks sticking from his forehead and different locations throughout his face.

Douglas: Dear God! That was disgusting!!!

Comeau: I agree, that hang nail was harder than hell to rip off.

Douglas: For the love of God Mark, pay attention Comeau.

Killjoy gets to his feet, wasting little time in his retribution upon Curtis Jack. He pulls the Livewire champion to a standing position, thumbtacks falling from his forehead and spilling to the canvas. Killjoy places him in a bulldog now and rushes at the turnbuckle where the glass tubes were earlier shattered. He steps up the turnbuckle, possibly going for a tornado bulldog when Curtis somehow counters, shoving Killjoy off. He floats over the barbwire laced ropes as a result, landing feet first upon the apron next to the turnbuckle. Curtis remains standing as he suddenly reaches over the ropes, placing Killjoy in a diamond cutter position and then charging the turnbuckle. He steps up it and then turns, jumping over the ropes and pulling Killjoy off the apron. The crowd responds with a huge wave of cheers as Curtis delivers the acid drop on Killjoy through the table positioned at ringside. The wood shatters into pieces around their bodies as Curtis lands on the mats, Killjoy crashing through the table. Both men lie motionless for a moment or two as Curtis Jack rolls onto his hands and knees, scampering towards the turnbuckle as quickly as his body will allow him to do so. Thumbtacks and pieces of glass spill off of his body as he slides under the ropes and gets to his feet, the belt hanging over his head. He jumps into the air, trying to grab it but finding that it's not within arms length. He appears peeved and exhausted, blood flowing down his face, stomach and back. He now approaches the turnbuckle begrungingly. He scales it as quickly as he can, utilizing the poles that support the cables to balance himself out. He jumps into the air and grabs the cable, nearly falling off as he does so, yet keeping his grasp. Curtis begins to pull himself towards the title belt which is positioned in the center of the cables which form a perfect X. Somehow Killjoy begins to rise to his feet on the outside of the ring, utilizing the barricade as a brace, looking absolutely out of it after the devestating manuever through the table. He stumbles towards the apron, climbing up it slowly while Curtis continues towards his title belt which is still dangeling over the ring. Killjoy begins to scale the turnbuckle now, blocking out the pain and fatigue coursing through his battered body. He gets to the very top as Curtis has nearly reached the Livewire title belt. Killjoy suddenly jumps off the top rope, flying through the air and connecting with a spear to the midsection of Curtis, taking him off the cable and down to the canvas. As they hit the ring an explosion transpires beneath the spine of Curtis, having emanating from the ring. Curtis flops into the air, rolling across the canvas after the small C4 bomb went off. Killjoy remains on his hands and knees, looking up at the title belt, which is shaking back and forth just above his head. A grin seemingly forms across his face as he forces his way to his feet. His body being absolutely racked with pain, nearly unable to stand. Blood flows from his face and upper body while Curtis lies on his side, shouting in pain, his back burned from the small C4 explosion. Killjoy slowly pulls himself up the turnbuckle, nearly falling off several times after that vicious fall through the table at ringside.

Douglas: Killjoy is going after the title belt!

Comeau: Ummm, duh', isn't that the point of this entire match?

Douglas: Touche.

Killjoy jumps up once again, grabbing the rope and then pulling himself across the cable towards the title belt hanging over the ring. Somehow he finds the strength to do so while Curtis Jack pushes himself up onto his hands and knees. His back maybe cinged yet he still stares up at the X formed by the cables above the ring, his title belt at the center. He reaches his feet, nearly falling over several times, unable to use the barbwire covered ropes as a brace. He spots Killjoy making his way towards the title belt hanging over the title belt. Curtis quickly steps towards one of the turnbuckles where the glass tubes are tied up. He begins to untie it as Killjoy gets within arms length of the gold, beginning to reach out for it. Killjoy finds himself within arms length with a glass tube shatters over his lower back. Killjoy unleashes a roar of pain, one of his hands breaking away from the cable and being placed over his spinal column. Somehow he keeps himself suspended from the cable with one arm. Blood pours from his back as Curtis looks on shaking his head, in complete disbelief that he didn't go down. He finally turns towards the ropes, rushing at it quickly, he completely ignores the barbwire as he jumps onto the top rope and bounces off, turning in mid air and connecting with a spring board dropkick to the legs of Killjoy. He causes him to break his grasp on the cables, tumbling down to the tumbtacks spread across the canvas. Killjoy's entire body slams into them. Thousands of tacks rip into the flesh of Killjoy who rolls onto his back, appearing shocked. Tacks in mass protrude from his cut up skin, blood beginning to flow from each one of them, pouring down his face and upper body. Curtis lies on the canvas in front of him, trying to catch his breath with blood flowing from his body. He slowly rises to his feet and then drops down to the canvas upon his knees, appearing pleased at the sight of the Livewire title belt hanging above his head. Curtis rises to his feet, stumbling around, greatly disoreintated as he approaches the turnbuckle. Beginning to scale it while Killjoy rolls across the canvas, glass shards sticking out of his back while tacks protrude from his face and upper body. Curtis slowly begins to pull himself up the steel beam holding the cable in the air, blood pouring in buckets from his face and upper body. He balances himself out on the top rope before looking up at the cable, suddenly Killjoy rushes at the turnbuckle, blocking out the pain as he steps up the ropes and reaches the top one. He wraps his arms around the waist of Curtis and then drops back. The fans are shocked as Curtis is pulled off the turnbuckle and hit with a German suplex from the top rope. Curtis flips inside out, slamming across the shattered glass and thumbtacks. He immediately pops up onto his knees, the foreign objects protruding from his flesh as a result of the collision. He finally falls forward with a stunned expression on his face onto the canvas, lying absolutely motionless upon the canvas.

Comeau: Dear God, did you see that!?!

Douglas: Yes I did, Killjoy hit that German suplex off of the top rope on Curtis Jack.

Comeau: What? I was talking about the midgit in the front row, I think he flipped me off. Oh wait a minute, he was just picking his nose.

Killjoy lies upon his back on the canvas as Curtis rests across his stomach, absolutely full of blood, which forms a puddle upon the canvas beneath him. Killjoy tries to utilize every ounce of strength remaining in his body to pull himself upwards, the barbwire ropes still not serving as a brace. He gets his feet beneath him, nearly falling over several times until his eyes interlock upon the title belt hanging above his head. He turns towards Curtis Jack who is lying amongst a pool of his own blood, a sadistic grin begins to formulate upon his face. Killjoy approaches him, wasting no time as he grabs Curtis around the head and rolls him over onto his knees, pulling him up to his feet. Curtis is unable to stand, his legs cutting out beneath him before Killjoy kicks him to the gut and drags his head between his legs, stepping just over the several hundred tacks and broken shards of glass littered across the canvas beneath him. Killjoy wraps his arms around his waist and then lifts him into the air for the piledriver yet Curtis fights it and pulls free. He slides around behind the back of Killjoy who has no time to respond and buries his shoulder to his spine. Curtis lifts him into the air intending to give Killjoy a back drop suplex onto the tacks when the LivEvil member floats over, landing on his feet behind his back. Curtis spins around in shock as Killjoy rushes in for the clothesline only for the Livewire champion to duck under it. Killjoy appears stunned as he turns around to face Curtis and now charges at him again. Curtis Jack quickly bends forward and backdrops Killjoy over his head, allowing him to drop spine first onto the tacks and glass, all of them puncturing his skin. Killjoy rolls onto his side, allowing a clear view of the damage done to his back which is filling with blood. Curtis falls to his knees, blood dripping from his face in pints, causing him to consitantly lose his balance. He painstakingly rises to his feet, approaching the turnbuckle once again and falling into it, utilizing it as a brace, the broken shards of glass resting beneath him from that earlier hip toss into the light tubes. After taking several deep breaths he climbs up the turnbuckle, getting to the top and using the steel post that holds the cable in the air to support himself. Curtis jumps into the air and grabs the cable, his legs dangeling over the ring while he keeps his eyes wrapped around his gold at the center of the X. He slowly pulls himself towards it, moving at an agonizing speed while Killjoy rises to his feet on the inside of the ring. He too finds it hard to stand after the tremendous impact with the tacks and glass yet blocks out all the pain. Curtis nears the title belt yet begins to lose his grip, forcing him to restablish his hold on the cable while Killjoy climbs up onto the opposite turnbuckle, blood dripping off of his face and back, spilling to the canvas below. With his remaining energy he jumps up and grabs the cable, beginning to cross it hand by hand towards Curtis who is on the opposite side of the title belt. The fans rise to their feet, wondering who will get to the gold first, their mouths positively foaming after everything they've witnessed tonight. Curtis begins to reach out for the title belt, finding himself within arms length when Killjoy gets to the area in front of him, kicking C.J to the gut. Curtis is nearly knocked off of the cable, holding onto it with one hand. Killjoy reaches out for the title belt now only for Jack to grab the cable and kick him to the stomach with both feet. Killjoy loses his grip on the cable with one hand, suspending himself above the ring with the other. Somehow he remains in reach of the title belt which Curtis is currently going for. Killjoy suddenly grabs the cable with both hands and pulls himself forward, reaching out with his legs and wrapping them around the waist of Curtis Jack, placing him in a body scissors hanging above the ring. The fans cannot help but to go crazy to see the submission hold as Killjoy wraps one of his arms around the neck of Curtis Jack, placing him in a front facelock as well. Killjoy roars as he tries to tighten the hold as much as he can, attempting to make Curtis pass out in order to drop from the cable.

Douglas: Oh man, this is absolutely brutal ladies and gentlemen. Killjoy has a body scissors with a front facelock applied upon Curtis Jack hanging above the ring. This has to be one of the craziest things I've ever witnessed.

Comeau: The craziest thing I've ever seen was Pewee Herman's sudden resurgance in popularity, can you believe they gave him his own comedy game show?

Douglas: Mark, did you take your ridilen this mourning?

Comeau: No, but I did take two shots of tequilla.

Curtis' grip upon the cable seems to be weaking, one of his hands now releasing it. He somehow holds on with his other one as Killjoy really locks in the hold with every ounce of strength remaining in his battered and bloodied vessel. The crowd watches closely, realizing that they could be seeing the end of this contest when Curtis releases the cable fully and begins to fall. However, he places both hands to the gut of Killjoy and drags him off of the cable and down to the canvas with the sky high spinebuster. As Killjoy slams into the canvas an explosion erupts under his back, causing him to unleash an ungodly roar of pain as he rolls back and forth on the canvas. The crowd is now on it's feet, once again responding with a "Holy Shit" chant that grows in intensity.

Douglas: Jesus Christ!!

Curtis lies across his back on the canvas, blood flowing from his face is steady amounts still while Killjoy lies on his stomach now. His entire spine if singed from the small C4 explosion, only adding to the collection of bloody wounds he's recieved in this contest. The crowd is clapping their hands together and stomping the ground beneath them now as both men lie on the canvas, tore to shreds almost it seems. Curtis Jack finally begins to stir, rolling onto his side and then pushing himself up to his knees. The crowd begins to buzz when they get a clear view of the crimson mass in which makes up his face. Curtis takes several deep breaths as he rises to his feet and approaches Killjoy who is lying on his side next to the barbwire wrapped ropes. He grabs Killjoy by the hair and pulls him up onto his knees now before burying his face into the barbwire rope. Killjoy begins to shout out as Curtis grinds his face back and forth across the middle rope, the barbwire even further opening him up. Curtis Jack now places his knee to the back of Killjoy's head, pushing down even more, causing the barbs to dig deeper into his opponent's face. Curtis takes his knee away and backs up, slapping his chest with one hand and resulting in a chorus of boos to descend upon him. He seems completely out of it, going on fumes while Killjoy's face rests against the barbwire ropes, bleeding perfusely. Curtis Jack takes a few steps back and then rushes in, spreading his legs out to choke Killjoy on the barbwire ropes when the LivEvil member rolls out of the way at the last second. Curtis now racks himself on the barbwire wrapped middle rope, causing his face to fill with shock. He bounces off and then falls to the canvas, grabbing his privates and rolling across the canvas. Curtis Jack seems to be in disbelief over the incredible pain in which is coursing through his lower body.

Comeau: Yikes, that will ruin his weekend. Oh wait, I forgot I was talking about Carrott Top, he has no use for his testicles anyway.

Douglas: I'm not even going to try and correct you any more.

Killjoy grabs the top of one of the turnbuckles, the light tubes positioned right in front of his face and upper body. He stands all the way up and then turns backwards, leaning against them with blood pouring like a river off of his chin, collecting across his chest. Curtis Jack somehow is able to get back to his feet, gripping his lower extremities in a great deal of pain. His eyes center upon Killjoy before he rushes in, charging across the canvas and then diving forward only for his opponent to step out of the way. Curtis Jack spears the glass tubes, all of them shattering around his body as he careens through the turnbuckle, smacking shoulder first into the barricade. He immediately falls to the outside of the ring, broken pieces of glass flying through the air, several of them dug into the forehead of Curtis Jack. The fans have no other option but to chant their favorite saying of the evening, "Holy Shit". Killjoy falls to his hands and knees upon the canvas, blood flowing like a gorge off his head and body. After several moments he rises to his feet, realizing this maybe his only opening in which to capture the belt. He steps towards the turnbuckle as quickly as he possibly can, nearly losing his footing repeatedly while Curtis Jack lies a bloody mess on the outside mats, appearing to be 100% out cold. Killjoy climbs up the turnbuckle, avoiding the barbs on the ropes as his hands interlock upon the pole holding the cables in place above the ring.

Comeau: Well, it looks like this one is over, let's go watch Johnny Kingdom win the World title.

Douglas: Would you please shut up and watch this.

Killjoy grabs the cable, looking as if he barely has the strength to pull himself upwards. His legs begin to dangle over the ring as he crosses the cable hand over hand, blood dripping onto the canvas beneath him. The belt shimmers brightly, glistening like a bright beckon in which calls to the LivEvil member. The fans begin to cheer their heads off, realizing that Killjoy may fulfill his odyssy. He finally gets within arms length, reaching out for the gold as he hangs by a single bloody arm. His fingers touch the belt when a steel chair cracks into his spine, weilded by a wobbily Curtis Jack who retrieved the foreign object from under the ring. Killjoy grabs his spine, still holding onto the cable with the other arm before reaching for the belt once again. Curtis slams the chair even more violently into his spine, the sound of the impact causing the crowd to groan. Killjoy still refuses to unleash the cable but now finds himself in far to much pain to reach for the gold. Curtis now sets the chair up on the canvas, nearly falling over several times and then looking up at the cable. Killjoy tries to take his hand away from his back yet is unable to do so, finding himself in far too much pain. Curtis suddenly rushes across the canvas, his fatigued body somehow working up the strength to step up the chair and then jump into the air off the back part. He extends his arms outward and wraps them around the cable across from Killjoy. The fans are shocked by his athletisim and his underhanded way of getting to the cable. Curtis Jack pulls himself closer and closer to Killjoy who has mustered the strength to reach out for the gold. His hand interlocks around the belt when Curtis moves in and boots him to the gut with his right leg. Killjoy nearly loses his grip as Curtis reaches out for the belt. Killjoy reaffirms his clutch on the cable with both hands and then swings upwards with his legs, wrapping them around the waist of Curtis for a second time, placing him in another body scissors submission hold. Curtis and Killjoy both roar in pain, the hold taking something out of both of them.

Douglas: This is it ladies and gentlemen! This could be the defining moment of this insane matchup.

Comeau: Who's going to walk away with the title, who's going to capture the Livewire championship, who is going to prove their the better man? Who's going to stop me from using so many commentator cliches?

Killjoy tightens his body scissors as much as he can when Curtis reaches out and grabs the title belt with one of hands, swinging it into the face of the LivEvil member. Killjoy is struck hard in the forehead with the gold plate, before Curtis swings the title once again. The second blow causes Killjoy's grip to faulter as he tumbles downward. Somehow however he keeps his legs around around the waist of Curtis Jack who is forced to grab the cable with both hands. The fans are stunned at this sight, seeing Curtis trying to hold onto the cable with all of his strength, supporting his and Killjoy's body weight in his battered state. Killjoy hangs upside down above the canvas, keeping his body scissors tightly wrapped on, hoping it will be enough to cause Curtis to unleash the cable. Suddenly Curtis's grip fails, as he plummits towards the canvas, reaching out and grabbing the Livewire title belt on the way down. The crowd jumps out of it's seats as Curtis pulls the title off the cables forming an X. His body turns as does Killjoy's, both men slamming face first into the canvas which is covered in tacks and broken glass. They slam off hard, their bloody bodies bouncing into the air with Curtis Jack still clutching the Livewire title belt.

Douglas: Curtis Jack has done it! He's done it!! He's beaten Killjoy tonight in the Nightmare Before Christmas match.

Comeau: You mean we still have to put up with him as the Livewire champion, why does life suck so much?

Both men are completely motionless on the canvas, their bodies ripped apart by this violent affair. Both of them are bloodied to the point that they seemingly have no strength remaining whatsoever. The crowd stands and begins clapping, giving what they've just witnessed a standing ovation. Curtis lies on top of his Livewire title belt. His face is covered in blood, all that can be seen are the whites of his eyes. The referee steps to his side, shaking his head in disbelief over what he's witnessed as he grabs the arm of Curtis and lifts it into the air, signifying his victory. Killjoy is the first to begin moving, pushing himself up onto his elbows, his face concealed by a layer of blood as well. The crowd is still going crazy at the sight in which they just witnessed.

Comeau: Well, I have to say that Carrot Top stole one here tonight.

Douglas: He did pull out a squeker of a victory in what had to have been one of the most brutal matches I've ever witnessed.

Comeau: I wouldn't describe it as brutal, I'd call it disgusting.

The referee attempts to help Curtis Jack to his feet yet he is unable to stand on his own accord, remaining spread over the canvas. Killjoy pulls himself up the ropes, the barbwire digging into his skin, yet it doesn't seem to be bothering him. He plants his feet on the canvas and then begins to bang his head into the barbwire covered top rope, appearing to have absolutely lost it after this lose.



World Heavyweight Championship of the ULW
Orlando Cruze Vs Daemon Frost Vs Johnny Kingdom


Daemon Frost walks from behind the curtain to a huge reaction from the fans. Dressed in a white button down shirt and black tie, Daemon stands there, a smile on his face. He listens for a moment, to both his own music and the crowd around him. Moonlight Sonata blares out over the speakers, a complete contrast to the violence that will ensue shortly. He walks, completely focused to the ring, one foot in front of the other, where he quickly hops up onto the apron, pulling on the ropes before stepping into the ring. Daemon slowly rolls and cracks his neck and stretches his arms, waiting with great anticipation for the violence to begin again for the World Heavyweight Title, can Daemon make history and be the first 2x World Champion?

Jerry Walters:
Daemon Frost is to me, one of the single most amazing athletes in the wrestling world today and tonight is his chance to reclaim the title he lost all to early in his first reign…His chance to stamp himself in as a great champion!

Tim May:
Forget it Jerry, he wasn’t ready then, he isn’t ready now!

Jerry Walters:
The focus in the mans eyes, the looks of Frost tonight, I would care to disagree, but either way we are in for a thriller!

That tantalizing theme, "Wake Up", suddenly bursts the seams of the sound speakers, and leaking into a flood of boos we get a reaction from the fans. Flash bulbs explode as the red curtain that dangles in the entranceway parts, and out steps the Team Leader: JOHNNY KINGDOM. As the fans stand to greet him properly, he smiles, telling everyone that tonight is going to be another fabulous night. His shirt reads POOR XAVIER in bold white letters; his pants are black with gold weaving down either side. No fancy pyrotechnics follow him as he heads down the ramp and into the ringside area - nothing but a legion of hateful obscenities hurled his way by the ingrates that surround him. Kingdom, of course, completely ignores them. His feet seem to crash down on the rampway as the fans' boos pick up even more, the pure weight of his greatness increasing his own weight by pounds and pounds. The Team Leader arrives in front of the ring, and as he does so the thousands of people present rise higher than ever before in their attempt to verbally prevent him from entering the ring he just drowns them out now and stands staring at Daemon Frost before climbing on the apron and entering the ring.

Jerry Walters:
Huge math situation for Johnny Kingdom, his first ever World Title match and it just happens to be against his biggest rival and current World Champion Orlando Cruze!

Tim May:
You see that Jerry, you see the man in that ring now that is your new World Champion without a doubt!

Jerry Walters:
There’s a lot of work for anyone of these men to come away with that right, but Kingdom is more then capable of doing it, a numerous ROW World Champion, but can he capture the big time now!

The lights in the arena fade as the words Orlando Cruze flash rapidly on the big screen. A massive explosion rocks the arena entrance as In the Shadows by the Rasmus plays over the PA system. Orlando walks through the curtain and the crowd erupts, he adjusts the World title on his shoulder and breathes deeply as he looks at his two opponents. He walks down the ramp and slides under the ropes before walking to the far turnbuckle and climbing it, raising his right fist in the air, the title hanging down from it glimmering under the stage lights as another explosion hits the ring.

Jerry Walters:
This man is the man to beat, Orlando Cruze the World Heavyweight Champion of the ULW, if Daemon and Johnny want tat gold they have to get past this man first.

Tim May:
Actually they don’t! Kingdom could pin Frost as well!?!

Jerry Walters:
And I stand corrected…To Tim May…Should I Quit now!

Cruze steps down from the turnbuckle but refuses to give his title to the referee, instead he just walks in the face of Daemon Frost raising the title in the air to a huge mixed reaction from the fans before turning to Kingdom and once more lifting the title in the air to this time a huge applause and eruption from the fans.
Suddenly from behind Frost smashes Orlando though knocking him to the ground his title falling from his hand, but Kingdom plants him with a right hand knocking him back and another and another but Frost pokes Johnny in the eye before throwing him in the corner and stepping up onto the middle rope slamming furious right hands into the head of Kingdom, Cruze is back up no but Frost just sees him and leaps off with a nicely executed crossbody before getting up and running back at JK but Kingdom counter charging out and nearly decapitating Frost with a huge clothesline and then a second!
Kingdom then just grabs Daemon slamming him face first into one of the turnbuckles before hitting a number of knifehand chops, he then pulls Frost from the corner and lifts him up before dropping him with a big side walk slam, he gets to his feet again and turns to Cruze but the champion is up! He storms at Kingdom with right hand after right hand pushing him back into the corner before spitting at his hand and hitting a huge punch that knocks Kingdom of his feet, Cruze just rests his foot over Kingdoms throat pushing against it as the referee begins to count.
He lets go at 4 and turns to see Daemon Frost getting up, he grabs the former champ and easily lifts him up onto his shoulder before dropping him with a front slam, he gets up again to see Kingdom on one knee this time and grabs his arm throwing him across the ring into the opposite corner before following it up with a huge clothesline that leaves Kingdom stunned and stumbling back to the middle of the ring, Cruze just grabs him from behind and drops him with a back body drop.

Jerry Walters:
So far the champion has the momentum but I am sure just how aware the fans are that either of these challengers can turn a match at a blink of an eye, Cruze needs to be careful

Tim May:
Kingdom is biding his time Jerry, just biding his time!

Cruze grabs Daemon lifting him to his feet before holding him in a fallaway slam position but drops him ribs first across his knee and then again before standing and throwing him eventually into the fallaway slam causing Frost to grimace in pain. Cruze just gets up and this time goes for the larger Johnny Kingdom lifting him to his feet before slamming some right forearms into his head knocking him back against the ropes, Cruze then just grabs his arm throwing him across the ring and into the ropes opposite, Kingdom comes back and Cruze just uses his momentum to lift him onto his shoulders before hitting a quickfire modified F-U on the team leader before quickly covering,
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2…
Kickout by Kingdom to a “TWOO” shout from the crowd. Cruze just stands sees Daemon back on one knee, he runs at him hitting a knee right to the side of his head knocking him down to all fours before slamming a boot into his stomach causing him to roll onto his back and nearly right of the edge of the ring. Cruze grabs him lifting him back up on the apron the ropes dividing the two men but as he does Daemon regains some composure and hits Cruze with a right, but Cruze fires back and the right hands between the two begin, suddenly though Cruze sees Kingdom charging and moves at the last second causing JK to smash into Daemon with a huge boot.
The boot leaves Kingdom straddled on the top rope as Frost lays hurt on the outside of the ring and Orlando just grabs the rope lifting it up and down causing more pain to the groin of Kingdom who quickly gets off but only walks into a boot from Orlando who then lifts him for a big Suplex before dropping him back on the mat!

Jerry Walters:
I am impressed by Cruze here, he is really showing he can mix with the best at the moment!

Tim May:
Poor Xavier, Poor Xavier…Did you see what Orlando done damn it!

Jerry Walters:
Yes…I am sitting with you right at ringside Tim, of course I saw it!

Cruze quickly looks outside of the ring to see Frost still down before stomping on Kingdom a number of time before standing him up and lifting him with a standing hip toss turning it into a rear chin lock with Kingdom in a seated position. He holds the team leader there trying to wear him down while he has the chance but Kingdom manages to roll up to one knee, Orlando turns the hold into a sleeper and lock it in hard.
The change in hold seems to have Kingdom at a loss and he remains on one knee his eyes fluttering open then closed as the need to sleep comes over him the referee raises his arm once, it falls, twice, it falls, he lifts it a third time but suddenly the fans go mad as Daemon flies off the top rope hitting Cruze with a huge missile dropkick that takes him to the mat!
Daemon quickly gets back and grabs Kingdom lifting him to his feet before throwing him off the ropes but Kingdom even dazed uses his pure weight to reverse the move, Frost hits the ropes and comes back but jumps at Kingdom and causes the team leader to grab him in a wheel barrow before using his arms to elevate him up in the air and grab the head of Kingdom dropping him with a bulldog to the mat!
Cruze is back up and Daemon just runs at the corner nearest the champion before running up to middle rope and springboarding of it hitting Cruze with a flying leg lariat taking him to the mat before kneeling over the champion and viciously landing in a flurry of punches!
He gets up and turns to Kingdom but JK is up and lifts him up and down with a flapjack that rips the air right out of Daemon Frosts lungs! Kingdom just sits up taking a breathe before grabbing Orlando and lifting him to his feet before placing him on the ropes and clotheslining him sluggishly to the outside of the ring.
He turns to Daemon who is on one knee and lifts him to his feet before picking him onto his shoulders and setting him up before hitting him with a piledriver to the mat, he covers Frost,
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2…
Kickout by Daemon to another “TWO” Shout from the fans.

Jerry Walters:
You get the feeling Cruze has lost his momentum and trying to get it back might not be all that easy.

Tim May:
State the obvious Jerry!

Jerry Walters:
Do you have to mock everything I say?

Tim May:
Erm…..Yes!

Kingdom just grabs the throat of Daemon and begins choking him as the referee demands he lets go before beginning a count, Kingdom does at the last chance and lifts Daemon up into a sitting position before lifting his arms out to his side and placing his knee in between Daemon’s shoulder blades. Frost just grits his teeth in pain as Kingdom tries to use the time he has of one on one action with Frost to wear down his rival.
He lets the move go and stands up as Daemon remains in the sitting position, JK just runs off the ropes and boots Daemon in the face knocking him to the mat again as he does Cruze re-enters the ring and from one side to the other charges at Kingdom who turns to see him at the last second but not enough time to move from a huge clothesline from Cruze that takes both men over the ropes and to the outside of the ring again this time on the announcers side. Frost just gets to one knee as both men on the outside begin to move, he stands up and stumbles as Kingdom and Cruze get to one knee, Daemon just runs off the ropes furthest and runs across the ring before jumping over the ropes at the two standing superstars knocking both men to the ground with a huge body press!
He then sits over Kingdom and angrily lands right hand after right hand while JK tries to cover up, however this distraction allows for Orlando to stand and grabs Daemon around the waist from behind before forcing him to his feet and lifting him for a German Suplex right onto the safety mats!
Cruze gets back up as does Kingdom but it’s the champion who gets first punch hitting JK with a right hand and another but JK fires back and the two men are just laying into each other on the outside before Kingdom lunges in on Orlando with a knee to the midsection before grabbing his face and slamming him face first into the steel steps!
Kingdom just walks back over to Daemon who is still holding his back on the mats, he lifts him to his feet before putting him on his shoulder and charging him back first right into the steel turnbuckle before stepping back and doing it again, Frost cries out in pain as Kingdom steps away and grabs him around the waist this time before throwing him with a release belly to back suplex bouncing Daemon of the mats! He gets up again and walks to Cruze who is sitting against the steps, he grabs his hair lifting him to his feet but Cruze breaks the hold and drops to his knee grabbing Kingdoms head on the way down and hitting him with a jaw breaker knocking him backwards before getting up from one knee and spearing Kingdom right out of his boots!

Jerry Walters:
All three men are giving it everything here! I cannot honestly say one man has had the better of this match!

Tim May:
Does it matter…Johnny is the new champion, we knew that when Sheryl announced him in this match, you see how great the Grays are!

Jerry Walters:
I am actually surprised your nose is not actually brown!

Cruze just sits up taking a tired breathe before grabbing Daemon Frost and rolling him in the ring, he then grabs Kingdom again and slams him face first into the apron before picking him up and slamming him onto the safety mats before looking in the ring at Frost who is on all fours.
He rolls in and runs at Daemon going for a kick to the mid-section but Frost is playing possum and takes Orlando down with a drop toe hold to the mat, he gets quickly back up to his feet as does Orlando.
Daemon runs off the ropes ducking a Cruze clothesline and carrying on into the ropes opposite Orlando turns on his feet and sees Daemon coming lifting him for a spinebuster but he loses his grip on Daemon and the former champion wraps his legs around the head of Cruze bringing him down with a Hurricanrana, the move has such Momentum Cruze flies right back up onto his feet, Frost is also and jumps up onto Cruze’s shoulders sitting as if needing a boost to see over someone before hooking Orlando’s head and spinning off his shoulders again dropping Cruze with a big DDT!
Daemon gets back to his feet to see Kingdom rolling back in the ring he gets up to one knee but Frost runs at him hitting him right in the face with a running dropkick knocking him back down against the canvas! He then runs across the ring hitting the ropes before rolling forward and jumping up using him momentum to land back first across the stomach of Johnny Kingdom.
He gets up to his feet again grabbing Kingdoms arms and dragging him nearer the turnbuckle before calling for a shooting star press, the fans are going wild and stand o there feet as Daemon climbs the ropes, he perches himself on the top then stands up but as he does Orlando grabs the ropes shaking them and causing Daemon to land groin first on the top turnbuckle to a mixed reaction from the fans, he walks over to Daemon slamming some right hands in his face before climbing to the middle rope hooking Daemon for a Superplex before moving to the top rope and lifting him and dropping him right across the body of Johnny Kingdom!!!
Cruze then gets up and climbs the ropes himself before perching himself on top, Frost is getting up, he stands and turns to Orlando, CRUZE MISSILE!!! HE HITS IT!!! He covers, Daemon,
1…
2…
NOOO! Daemon Kicked out!
Cruze can’t believe it and covers Daemon again,
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2…
NO another Kickout by Frost, Cruze just slams his hand down on the mat before picking Frost up and hitting him with a forearm knocking him back into the corner before hitting some stomps, he lifts Frost onto the top turnbuckle and again climbs to the middle rope this time though he grabs Frost by the throat the fans stand at this as Orlando lifts Frost for the Switchblade chokeslam but suddenly from behind Kingdom slams a forearm into the back of Orlando.
Kingdom climbs the ropes and grabs Cruze around the waist at the same time Orlando grabs Daemon then with a pull from JK all three men fly off the ropes as Orlando lifts Daemon into a release Belly to back top rope suplex at the same time though Kingdom throws Orlando off with a German Suplex right onto the mat!!!

Jerry Walters:
OH MY GOD!!! THAT WAS UNBELIEVABLE!!!

Tim May:
You see that, you see the power Kingdom has!

Jerry Walters:
Tim, that was Orlando that through Daemon!

Tim May:
Pfft!

All three men are down on the mat and Kingdom is the only one really moving, he grabs the ropes lifting himself to his knees before getting to his feet, he shakes the cobwebs and sees Orlando slowly getting up but like a dog after he bone he practically jumps Orlando and lifts him booting him quickly in the stomach before lifting him up in the air….EXODUS FINALE (Brainbuster)!!! HE HITS IT!!! He goes to cover but he sees Daemon Frost run at him, he dodges the clothesline and grabs the arm of Daemon Frost taking him down for A LESSON IN LEADERSHIP (Crippler crossface)!!!
Daemon is crying out in pain as he tries to reach the ropes with his free hand, the fans are on there feet crying out in fury at the scenes suddenly Daemon lifts his hand in air as the referee asks him if he has quit, Kingdom locks the move in harder.

Jerry Walters:
This could be all over if Daemon taps, Kingdom has this locked in hard!!

Tim May:
I told you, I TOLD YOU!!

Jerry Walters:
Damn it this is so close, Daemon just need to reach out once more to get those ropes!!

(Frost reaches out again the tip of his fingers touching the bottom rope, Kingdom is shouting out locking in the move as hard as he can, Daemon is in pure agony, suddenly he lunges with all his body can muster and grabs the bottom rope causing the referee to tell Kingdom to let go, but JK refuses and keeps the move locked in, the boos are ringing out as the referee counts but still Kingdom doesn’t let go!! Suddenly head referee Chester Princeton just pulls Kingdom off Frost, causing JK to stand up red in the face with frustration grabbing the collar of the referee suddenly though he turns seeing Orlando coming and ducks a clothesline causing Cruze to fly into the referee knocking the official right out of the ring and to the outside!!
Cruze turns and is booted right in stomach before being dropped with a thunderous DDT!! Orlando is out and Kingdom covers hooking the leg, but there is no referee!!! Suddenly the fans go wild as Daemon Frost climbs the turnbuckle behind Kingdom, he jumps offright over the cover and lands across the back of Kingdoms head FROST SPECIAL!!!!!! Kingdom sits up from the move and just falls backwards flat out on the canvas.
Daemon just sees the official gone and rolls out of the ring walking to the ring bell and taking the bell, a chair and the World title, he slides them all in the ring and rolls in himself before grabbing the World title and standing up to turn to the others but Cruze is up and hits a big boot kicking the belt right back into his face!
He breathes heavy, tired, and just calls for an end to the match lifting Daemon to his feet and onto the top rope, he grabs his throat and heads to the top himself…SWITCHBLADE CHOKESLAM!!! Daemon is out flat in the ring but as Orlando stands to cover his fallen opponent Kingdom appears from nowhere slamming the steel chair over the head of Orlando opening him right up!
He sees the referee getting up and just covers Daemon Frost, but the official is taking forever regardless of Kingdoms shouts, he slides in and lifts his arm
1…..

2…..

3…..NOOOOOOOOOO!!!! DAEMON GOT HIS SHOULDER UP!!!

Jerry Walters:
OHHHH! I thought was it, I thought it was over!

Tim May:
It was over, that was three damn it!

Jerry Walters:
Daemon got his shoulder up at two and three quarters and this match just looks like it will never end!

Kingdom can’t believe it and just grabs the official again in anger before getting up and stalking Daemon to stand, Frost is hardly moving but slowly begins to stir, his body rolling onto its front before getting to one knee, but impatient Kingdom just lunges at him to speed things up but Daemon counters and brings Kingdom down into his own trademark, A LESSON INLEADERSHIP!!! The fans are going wild as Daemon locks in the crossface submission Kingdom is red in the face and shouting out, but suddenly Orlando jumps in breaking the submission with an elbow on Daemon!! The three men are knackered and the official is still attending to his back from the fall, all three men get to there feet within arms reach of each other the smallest of them, Daemon Frost standing between them, suddenly he drops to his knees and just sluggishly lifts both of his arms low blowing both men, the fans are going wild as Kingdom and Orlando fall to there knee. Daemon just moves to the ropes and climbs to the top again Kingdom is leant over, suddenly he flies off for the frost special but Kingdom counters standing and hitting Daemon in the stomach knocking right around his arm and to the floor!
He then stands himself and falls back into the ropes a little dizzy before leaning down and grabbing the World Heavyweight title, he looks at the official quickly and stalks Daemon who is standing up and behind him Orlando, all the men get back to there feet and Kingdom lunges at Frost but Daemon ducks and Kingdom clocks Orlando with the belt he turns and Frost just hits a spinning heel kick right into the face of Kingdom the belt flying back at him causing him to hit the mat and roll from the ring, Frost then climbs the ropes and the fans are on there feet as he perches himself there, Cruze gets to one knee but Frost flies off FROST SPECIAL!!! HE HITS ORLANDO WITH IT!!! He covers,
1…
2…
3…
FROST IS THE NEW WORLD CHAMPION!!! The fans are on there feet going crazy as Daemon rolls of Orlando tired, he crawls on his knees to the corner and gets to his feet as the cheers suddenly turn to boos as Kingdom stands in the ring the title in hand, a look of shock and anger on his face.
Daemon just stares at him, the fans are now silent as the two men slowly edge toward each other and the centre of the ring, Kingdom just looks at the title and the two men share some words before Kingdom backs away and grabs the microphone…

Jerry Walters:
What is going on? Come on Johnny, don’t do this?

Tim May:
He was screwed, he has the right to say so if he wants!

Jerry Walters:
Daemon looks as suspicious as the rest of us right now, what the hell is Kingdom up to?

Kingdom:
This should have been mine…I earned this…

(Frost just continues to stare.)

Kingdom:
BUT…You won it, you got the pin fall, you know what I see to much of backstage…There is never enough leadership, never enough respect…

(Kingdom holds out the title to Daemon and his hand at the same time Daemon looks shocked, he looks at the fans who also seem very cautious over this, Daemon edges toward him and outstretches his hand but suddenly Kingdom with a face of rage just lunges hitting Daemon with the World Heavyweight Championship!!!)

Kingdom:
You know what else I see Frost you son-of-a-bitch!!! Is to many happy endings and to many screw jobs, So Birmingham England, Applaud your NEW World Heavyweight Champion, JOHNNY KINGDOM!!!

(Kingdom throws the mic down and raises the title in the air as the fans boo loudly, both Orlando and Frost are laid out in the ring and Johnny Kingdom just looks at the gold again before spitting on Frost and leaving the ring WITH Daemon Frosts World title, the fans are just booing louder and louder as Kingdom raises the title again as the shot fades to black allowing only the shimmering letters of ULW to be seen.)