THE RUMBLE BASH


FATE

The word appears upon a dark backdrop, before cutting to a darkened image of Nathan Creed seated on a steel chair, his hands interlocked and placed in front of his face. He seems to be in deep contemplation as the camera pulls vertically past him.

Jerry Walters: Chris Cortez has won the Rumble Bash!!

A picture is shown placed against a cold gray wall, featuring Chris Cortez resting on his knees with his arms held high above his head. He is covered in sweat but pride looms within his eyes, celebrating the biggest victory of his life.

DESTINY

Jackson Adams takes up the forefront of the scene, hoping between feet in a backstage corridor, moving in slow motion. The camera cuts to a close up of his face, which seems humble, but determined. This somber moment with Adams is short lived as classic tunes play softly in the background, now cutting to the face of Riggs who is crouched down with his back pressed to a wall, his hands clasped and places before his face. His eyes are closed as he seems to be reflecting upon something with great interest.

Tim May: I cannot believe it, but AWOL is going to Paranoia!

Another photo features AWOL standing on top of an apron with one arm raised above his head, the Paranoia emblem built into the rafter and positioned just behind his back. Sweat is frozen on the still image of the former World Champion, while pride and accomplishment contort his features.

PREDESITINATION

Orlando Cruze is featured kneeling before a bench with his elbows placed on top of it and his hands interlocked. It almost appears as if the Icon is in prayer. This scene is cut into by a shot of Hurse standing on a row of steps, his spine pressed to a wall. He stares up the steps, to the outlet which provides a view of the rafters of the arena. Demon comes into focus now as he runs in slow motion, sweat dripping down his frame and intensity glaring in his eyes.

Walters: Oh my God, Orlando has been eliminated!

Cruze is shown holding onto the triangle choke on Bluhd Raige before pulling both men over the top rope, crashing to the outside mats.

May: He came so close, but he will not achieve the right to face the Champion at Paranoia.

Isaac is shown in a classic clip from one of the Rumble Bash’s, resting on his knees at ringside while shame looms in his eyes. He falls forehead first into the mats and smacks them with his palm in disgrace.

DIVINE WILL

The monstrous contortion of Saul’s features come into the forefront of the camera while he sits in a chair in a dimly lit room. He leans forward with a disturbing, demonic smile slowly coming across his face. He too seems to be reflecting on the importance of the impending match.

Douglas: Noo! Silencer was seconds away from winning here tonight.

AWOL is featured sticking his head under the seat of Silencer from the apron. He stands up, backdropping Silencer over the cables and sending him crashing to the outside mats. An exhausted Silencer is now shown on the ramp, his hands slicking back his hair, about to rip them from his scalp.

KARKMA

Too Magnificent is shown pacing back and forth in front of a dressing room, his head lowered and his mind wrapped around the impending match. The light from the end of a tunnel, slightly illuminates his features. Jon Rich is showcased now, a very determined expression on his face as he leans forward from the darkness and half of his face comes into the light.

May: And just like that we’ve seen the end of his chance tonight.

Killjoy is featured lying on the outside mats, looking up at the rafters with a lost, listless glint captured in his eyes.

CHOICE!

They say it's over
But I have just begun to fight

It may look hopeless
But that's the moment from what's right

Countless images begin to play on the screen, including Robin Brooks standing on the stage as she raises an arm and fireworks go on both sides of her. This is cut into with a shot of Aurora Rose doing her splits on the apron. We then see Orlando Cruze and Nathan Creed getting nose to nose with one another, eyeing each other very closely. Riggs is featured walking through the sea of humanity, brushing off the hands of the fans who reach out to touch him.

Someday, someway, somewhere
I'm gonna take you there
Where angels dare to fly

Bitchcakes McPhee is featured standing on the turnbuckle with his arms held high in the air and glazed glint captured within his eyes. Desolation is showcased stepping down the stairs between the crowd with the World title over his shoulder, the camera is facing him from behind as he moves towards the ring. It provides a great view of the screaming, rejoicing fans. Devin Hawk and Ryan Mills are now showcased standing on the stage with their arms held high in victory, the tag team title straps hanging from their grasps.


Some people wait forever
Some people just run out of time
Some people live in darkness
And give up just before the light
You (you), me (me)
No we won't back down
Let all the others wait
I want someday, someway, right now

Saul is featured, standing menacingly within the confines of a church before the shot switches quickly to Isaac Saine hitting his Psychotic Episode. Nathan Creed is featured placing someone in the Courtesy Call before Bryan Kirros takes up the screen, commencing with a high flying, death defying maneuver. The Weapon’s Lair is shown, lowering around the ring. A bloodied Hurse’s face is featured as he gets a steel chair cracked over his head by Too Magnificent. Chapel and Isaac are shown being pulled apart from one another in the center of the ring.

The sun is risin'
I see confusion everywhere

The world that's dyin'
There's revolution in the air

Someday, someway, somewhere
I'm gonna take you there
Where angels dare to fly

Hurse and Too Magnificent are showcased standing side by side before it cuts to Too Mag delivering the Midas Touch on his former teammate. Ryan Mills and Bitchcakes are showcased urinating on someone’s clothing before we witness Lionheart tossing a chair straight into the face of the drunken warrior. Creed takes up the scene giving Orlando the Rock Bottom onto a set of mats slowly. Robin Brooks is featured patting Nathan Creed softly on the side of the face. We see Saul staring demonically through a video camera, before shifting to Riggs shaking Rushmore’s hand and then giving him his finisher right afterwards.

Some people cry a river
But never see the other side
Some people bow down broken
And end up swallowed by the tide
You (you), me (me)
No we won't back down
Let all the others wait
I want someday, someway, right now

Jackson Adams is shown getting into AWOL’s face before the scene switches to Desolation coming to the ring and slamming everyone in sight over the head with a steel chair. This chaotic scene is replaced with a shot of Denile Partis wondering aimlessly backstage. It then cuts to Roxas Knox being attacked by Antonio D. The words “Paranoia IV” flash across the screen. We then see a hooded figure guiding the Alpha Generation before switching to AWOL standing on the top turnbuckle, celebrating his victory in the Rumble Bash. It cuts to Chris Cortez on his knees, overwhelmed with excitement. The words “Paranoia IV” flash on the screen again before cutting to the Weapon’s Lair descending over the ring.


RUMBLE BASH: LIVE!



The show comes live to the inside of the arena where the fans are on their feet, going absolutely insane. Fireworks shoot from the rafters and the stage. The lighting raises while Paul Stanley’s “Where Angels Dare” plays over the PA system. The luminous illuminates the entry way which has two diagonal struts leading up on both sides of the curtains. They connect with a circular big screen with a swirling effect present upon it. It constantly cuts to a number between 1 and 10, then that digit goes into a white swirl set against a red back drop.

Billy Mayne: Oh baby, the time is now, the Rumble Bash is here, and what a show we have slated for tonight’s telecast!

Dan Douglas: Thank you for joining us here live on pay-per-view, this is Dan Douglas with Billy Mayne, and my broadcast colleague hit the nail right on the head, this is going to be a sensational night.

The camera cuts to a well dressed Dan Douglas at ringside, while Billy Mayne wears a cheap polyester jacket and dark rimmed glasses. Both men appear rather pumped for the impending telecast.

Dan: Tonight ladies and gentlemen, you’re going to witness perhaps the biggest match in the lives of over 25 ULW wrestlers, and that’s the Rumble Bash.

Mayne: Your Alzheimer syndrome hasn’t gotten in the way this time Billy, because your 100% right, this over the top rope elimination match will determine who moves onto fill that final spot in the Weapon’s Lair at Paranoia. Not only does it provide a chance to main event the biggest pay-per-view of the year, but it also provides the opportunity for the winner to get a world title shot.

Douglas: I certainly cannot wait for that match, but on top of that we’ve got two title battles tonight, as Nathan puts the Anarchy title on the line against Denile Partis, and the tag team of Jackson Adams and Ryan Mills defend the tag belts against Bitchcakes McPhee and whomever his partner may be tonight.

Mayne: And don’t forget the Last Man Standing Match to officially end the rivalry between Too Magnificent and Hurse.

Dan: What a line up we have for you tonight, all topped off with the Rumble Bash.


DECIDE YOUR DESTINY


The tumbler with a collection of shiny white balls collected inside, takes up the forefront of the camera. The spinning apparatus mixes the numbers inside repeatedly, jumbling them up while the camera pans out slowly. There is suddenly a loud reaction at the sight of General Manager AWOL, standing rather flustered in front of a provocatively dressed Susie Moore. They are both located within his office as she stares at AWOL dimly, and the GM runs his hand down his face.

AWOL: Okay Susie, I’m going to try and explain this to you one last time, and then that’s it.

Susie nods eagerly as AWOL motions towards the tumbler.

AWOL: Your job is to reach into the tumbler, and take out the numbers.....

AWOL carefully leads her through it while Susie smiles and nods.

Susie: Oh, okay. But wait, who do I give them to?

At the conclusion of the obvious question AWOL runs his hand over his increasingly flustered face.

AWOL: You give it to whomever shows up.

Susire: Ohhhhh. Alright then, here’s your number.

Susie opens the tumbler and reaches inside, grabbing hold of a small ball and extending it out towards AWOL, who retracts his head and chuckles.

AWOL: What did I ever do to deserve this? No, you don’t give me the ball, you give it to the wrestlers who come in.

Susie’s eyes bat repeatedly while her mouth hangs agape for a moment.

Moore: Uhhh, what wrestlers? It’s just the two of us.

AWOL: Yeah, but some will come in soon, they need to pick their numbers.

Susie: Then how come they don’t pick it themselves? None of this makes any sense. Am I getting hazard pay for this, I could get carpal tunnel.

AWOL extends his open palm outward as if about to strangle Susie and give into his homicidal tendencies. While his hand shakes though he retracts it. As soon as he does though, a palm submerges Susie’s face from behind and shoves her backwards out of camera. A huge reaction comes from the fans as the World Heavyweight Champion himself, Desolation, strolls forward into the camera’s frame. The title glistens over his shoulder while he smugly evaluates the setting, his eyebrow raised in the direction of an on edge GM.

Desolation: Well hello there.

AWOL stares at the belt over Desolation’s shoulder, the same title he took from him at Retribution.

AWOL: Champ. What can I do for you?

Desolation: Oh, nothing really. I got kinda bored with just sitting around and having the night off since Silencer vanished, probably to return a few months from now with another horribly boring sob story about how his life is utter crap, and why he has to wear make up in order to make him feel prettier. But that’s neither here nor there. Since I had the night off, I decided I’d come back here and bug Mark Comeau. Where is he?

A confused expression sets into AWOL’s face while he shakes his head and ears it back.

AWOL: Desolation, Mark is longer General Manager, I’m the GM now.

A shocked look overwhelms Desolation.

Desolation: Since when?

AWOL: Uhhh, about two months ago.

Desolation: Damn, way to go spoiling my Sunday night.

The Champion’s attention shifts to the tumbler as he snaps his fingers.

Desolation: Well, since Mark isn’t around to hilariously ridicule, how about I serve as tonight’s tumbler operator?

AWOL rubs at his chin and contemplates it thoroughly.

AWOL: Hmmm, can you show some cleavage? It’s kind of part of the job obligations.

For a moment Desolation contemplates his response but then nods his head and grabs the top of AWOL’s dress shirt, ripping it a bit down the middle. The GM stares down as the top of his sternum has been exposed.

Desolation: There you go. Do I get the job?

AWOL stares down at his ripped shirt before finally nodding.

AWOL: Sure, why the hell not?

An apathetic expression exists on both men’s faces before a loud burp is heard behind them. The World Champion turns around quickly as the camera pans out to reveal Bitchcakes McPhee wavering back and forth beside him. He keeps his foot barely planted to the floor, pulling his head back and about to throw up it seems before he covers his mouth.

Bitchcakes: Excuse me. Is this the beer line?

AWOL rubs at both of his eyes, taking a long breath while Bitchcakes places his hand on Desolation’s shoulder, using him for support. The World Champion places his finger to the forehead of McPhee, pushing him back so that he’s standing up straight.

AWOL: No, this is to pick your number for the Rumble Bash. Desolation, would you please?

The Champion yawns and crosses his hands behind his back, leaning his head into his palms.

Desolation: No, I’m afraid I can’t. I’m taking my union mandated break.

AWOL: For the love of God.

AWOL shoves Desolation aside and grabs the door to the tumbler, pulling it open and reaching inside. He grabs hold of something and pulls it out. Instead of drawing a number out though a contorted, nasty expression befalls his face as he removes a stained pear of white underpants. He holds them up into the air in front of his face, examining them with a very scrutinizing glare.

AWOL: What in the fuck?

Bitchcakes: Hey, I’ve been looking for those all week.

McPhee snatches the underpants out of AWOL’s hand, holding it up close to his chest while staring at the GM and shaking his head.

Bitchcakes: Pervert.


NATHAN CREED VS. DENILE PARTIS
X-CLASS TITLE


Douglas: Hahaha, some confusion going on backstage as it relates to the tumbler position.

Mayne: This is certainly shaping up to be a wild, out of control night. Especially next when we’ll see Denile Partis challenge Nathan Creed for the X-Class Championship here in our opening match.

(The lights flicker throughout the stadium and the song ‘We're in this together’ begins to play as the lights begin to slowly flicker back on the spot light hits upon the entrance, Denile and River Angelus walk out and begin to walk down towards the Ring looking around with a confident expression, lady luck being on there side somewhat in recent shows. Denile rolls under the bottom rope and moves around the ring getting ready for his fight as River walks around the ring shouting at some of the fans in the front row while preparing for his man to become the new X-Class champion.)

Dan Douglas: So here we go, X-Class title on the line and for this man in the ring, its been a long haul all the way to this match, Partis came from SCW and has really impressed in his time with us, but tonight is by far his biggest challenge with Nathan Creed as the man across from him, a real ring veteran and technical expert.

Billy Mayne: But Denile Partis with Angelus is what the X-Class division is all about, he is extreme in everyway, a master of his style and a man with strong back up in River Angelus.

Dan Douglas: Agreed, but the X-Class division is not about being a high flyer, it is about being a master of your chosen style of wrestling ability and Creed is without a doubt, a true expert of the technical, mat wrestling genre of wrestler.

(Tension fills the air in anticipation of the next superstar to enter the ring when the lights dim down. Strobes float around the arena as the opening chords of ‘Polyamorous’ by Breaking Benjamin fill the arena

“LETS GOOOOOOOO!!!”

The vocals are screamed as the song kicks up a gear and Nathan walks through the curtains to the cheers of the local fans. He psyches himself up and he slowly approaches the ring, the lights flickering around him. As he nears the ring the chorus kicks in and Nathan dashes to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope. He bounds to his feet and climbs the turnbuckle, getting the fans pumped up for yet another high quality Nathan Creed match)

Dan Douglas: So here we go, X-Class title on the line, one of the greatest technical wrestlers in the business and still fairly young against one of the industries rising talents in Denile Partis.

Billy Mayne: Nathan Creed in my opinion is going to learn a severe lesson in this match that no matter how good you are, there is always going to be someone better then you and that man is right here, he is young, he is talented, he is exciting to watch and he has River Angelus as a manager, what more could you ask for?

Dan Douglas: I have never counted Nathan Creed out of anything, but he suffered some severe head wounds during the Icon tournament and even now he isn’t looking 100%

(The fans are already chanting ‘lets go creedy’ over and over again as slowly the two men just circle the ring to the sound of the opening bell, Nathan remains patched up from that shot through the car window he took at the icon tournament but his stare is as intense as ever, suddenly the two men lock up into a collar elbow tie up, and quickly Denile breaks the lock and turns it into a side headlock on Creed, going straight for the bandaged head of the champion and grinding the hold, but Creed just grits his teeth and runs back into the ropes before throwing Denile off of him and across the ring into the opposite ropes, he hits them and bounces back at Nathan who just clotheslines him hard to the mat, Partis is instantly back up but walks right into a hip toss, and another, he stands up one more time but this time Nathan brings him down with a perfect arm drag straight into an armbar submission and holds him in a sitting position on the mat, the face of Denile seemingly still catching up from the moment this little array of movement from the champion begun.

Slowly Partis begins to stand back up and just remains leaned forward under the weight of Creed being pressed down on his shoulder suddenly he slams an elbow into the stomach of Nathan and another and another breaking the hold enough to pull himself loose and run into the ropes, he hits them and comes back across the ring at Nathan who just leaps at him and hits a thunderous back elbow that sends Denile straight back down to the mat holding his face in pain where Nathan caught him.)

Dan Douglas: The early momentum is going to Nathan Creed here without a shadow of a doubt, he is looking the more focused person here and I can’t help thinking that Denile and River came down here far to confident, maybe there lacking composure here?

Billy Mayne: Possibly, but its probably just a slow start, I doubt Denile is really going to let himself get white washed by Nathan Creed, the guy is getting old and the X-Class title belongs in the hands of a young person, Creed and co know that, this isn’t going to be another memorable moment for Creed!

Dan Douglas: I don’t know, Partis hasn’t looked the sneaky, conniving wrestler he normally tends to be.

(Creed just grabs him by the head and lifts him to his feet, but Partis suddenly awakens and breaks the lock before slamming some right hands into the face of Nathan Creed knocking him into the ropes, he then steps back before lunging in for a big clothesline but Creed ducks low and just lifts Denile off the mat with his back before throwing him over the ropes and to the outside, but Partis visibly lands badly, his leg bending on impact with the ground and his ankle seeming to bend in the wrong direction under his weight, Denile just yells in agony and drops to the ground on the outside before grabbing his leg and ankle, River Angelus just runs to his mans position and checks on him, the injury seeming serious, the fans are even concerned now as many stop cheering and talk and discussions among the fans can be heard, Nathan just does as the official asks and waits inside the ring keeping away from the side of the squared circle where Denile Partis is now laying, EMT’s around him, many of the doctors rush to his side, his face now seen by the camera, his eyes squinted and his color red with agony, he shakes his head to some questions asked of him, his face now becoming angry, suddenly he pushes one EMT away and then another before rolling to one leg and using the announce table to lift himself back up, Creed just leaps up and down on the spot and keeps his blood running as he watches what is happening.

River Angelus is pleading with Denile to sit back down, but Partis ignores him before turning to the ring and grabbing the middle rope, forcefully he brings himself up onto the apron and just rolls into the ring, but as he does the official tells Nathan begrudgingly that the match can continue, Creed wastes no time and shows no sympathy as he just grabs the bad leg of Denile Partis causing him to instantly yell in pain, Creed just drags him to the centre of the ring and with a taunt to the fans who cheer loudly he then steps between the legs of Denile, but Partis suddenly sits up and grabs the head of Creed before tugging him down into a roll up,

1…

2…

3…

NO! Creed kicks out at the last moment, shocked by the sudden movement of Denile, he rolls back to his feet and turns to see Partis getting back up as well, using the ropes as aids, EMT’s and Angelus continue to tell him to forfit the match from the outside but he ignores them and just lunges at Creed connecting with a right hand and another and another but suddenly Nathan breaks his momentum by viciously stamping on the ankle of Partis causing him to yell out in pain again and just fall to the ground hooking his leg to his chest, but this time Creed doesn’t take his time and grabs Partis legs as if he were the hardest challenger he had fought to date, taking no chances and then to cheers from the fans he turns Partis over and pulls back on the legs causing the fans to go nuts, COURTESY CALL!!! The modified Sharpshooter is locked in as the fans prepare for the inevitable, Partis tries to fight it, but he just shakes his head in pain and suddenly taps the mat powerfully, the referee instantly calls for the match and Nathan lets go immediately, he just throws his hands in the air, finding his match reasonably easy as the official hands him his belt back, however he is not done, instead he just grabs a mic from the ring announcer and turns to the rampway his eyes set on the curtained off area.)

Nathan: Orlando Cruze, I know you were watching from the back, I know you saw what just happened and I know you realize this was all done while I wasn’t even at 100% health, so Cruze, I am asking you, I am BEGGING you, I am PLEADING with you, if you have any fucking guts in your body, come out here now and meet me in this ring for all these people to see, Rumble Bash, Pay Per View, where the magic happens, come out here Cruze and show me what you got, show me what your made of, COME ON!!

(The fans cheer loudly as Creed throws the microphone down on the canvas and just shouts abuse toward the curtains psyching himself up for the possible eventuality he will have Orlando Cruze to deal with now, a quick glance to Partis showed some essence of sympathy from Creed for the lad, this was his chance and lady luck no longer guided his career, the fall ending any chance of success he was going to have against Creed, he continues to wait for Cruze when suddenly the fans boo loudly at the sight of Orlando leaping the guard rail, a steel chair in hand, he slides in the ring behind Creed and just stalks him, sensing the fans reactions he quickly turns but Orlando slams the chair across his already injured head and knocks Creed violently to the mat, he then throws the chair onto the canvas before grabbing his former friend by the hair and lifting him back to his feet, he then hooks his arm and lifts him ROCK BOTTOM ON THE CHAIR!!! Cruze drops Creed hard across the chair before he grabs the microphone and stands over his former tag team partner.)

Cruze: Nathan, what don’t you understand? What don’t you get about you and me? Huh? I am the real deal here Nathan, the past, the present and the future of this company and you have always been just a shadow that follows me around, tonight I am going into that Rumble Bash with winning in mind, by the looks of you Creed… You will be lucky if you make it there at all.

(Orlando drops the mic onto the chest of Nathan before looking around at the booing fans that surround him, he just smirks at them and flips them the bird before leaving the ring and walking up the rampway, glaring back at his motionless former friend and partner, he then turns to the curtains and leaves the arena and everyone in it, everyone’s thoughts turning to the question ‘Can creed even make it to the Bash in his state?’)


PICK YOUR FATE


The twisted glare of Jackson Adams takes up the forefront of the camera as he glares straight forward at someone. He breaths insidiously, at the pont of exploding while the camera pans out to reveal, Devin Hawk, Too Magnificent and Ryan Mills standing behind him. All their arms are crossed over their sternums while they stare straight at the World Champion and the General Manager. Desolation is leaned over the tumbler forearms first and glaring straight at Adams with little to no emotion, the same can also be said for AWOL.

Adams: I hope you know our outrage over this situation AWOL. How completely biased this forced lottery is, especially with you at the helm, and the Champion making the drawings. This is not constitutional.

AWOL chuckles while rubbing at his jaw.

AWOL: Then file a fucking appeal. I don’t give a shit. If you and Too Magnificent want to be in the Rumble Bash tonight, then you drawl from the tumbler.

Desolation: Or you guys can just sit backstage and continue finger banging one another if you like.

Too Magnificent lunges at Desolation only to be held back by Ryan and Devin.

Ryan: Whoa big fella, he’s not worth it. Save it for Hurse, tonight.

Jackson smirks and nods in their directions while patting Too Magnificent on the shoulder and stepping forward slowly in the direction of Desolation. He eyes him closely with that same sly smirk on his face.

Jackson: That’s right guys, Desolation isn’t important just yet. There’s still plenty of time for us to make him suffer for his transgressions, for his foolish pledge to support Project Lost Cause.

Desolation: Ha! I’m not in anyone’s group, but I’ll gladly assist anyone who is out to kick your stereotypical assess. Now do you two want your number, or are you going to keep standing there boring me with your idle threats.

Adams’ hand trembles with his fists clinched before he stares over his shoulder at Too Magnificent motions with his head for him to step towards the tumbler. Too Mag forcefully pries his arms free from the hands of the tag team champions, Devin unable to hold on with his current injury. Too Magnificent steps forward slowly and extends his palm outward as Desolation reaches into the tumbler and fills around.

Desolation: Here, let me find you a good one. Ha, man, me feeling around on all these balls is probably exciting you, huh Too Mag?

Too Magnificent: You son of a bitc....

Too Mag opens his hand and extends it outward before Desolation removes one of the number balls and slaps it into his palm. He closes Too Magnificent’s hand around it before the former Livewire Champion pulls away from the World title holder quickly. Too Magnificent eagerly opens his hand and looks at the ball, a slight smirk coming to his face now. He chuckles a bit while the rest of the Alpha Generation members step in to observe it. The number seems to please Jackson, who turns around now and extends his palm outward.

Jackson: Let’s get this over with.

Desolation: I bet your girlfriend says that a lot.

Adams: Ah, hahaha, very funny Mr. Comedian, just give me my damn number.

The World Champion reluctantly reaches into the tumbler and removes another number. Before handing it to Jackson Adams though he observes the ball while a giant smirk comes to his face. He then looks over at AWOL, who smirks and nods his head. Jackson doesn’t appear to like this whatsoever.

Adams: What, give me my number, now!

Desolation quickly pulls the ball behind his back, putting his other hand there as well.

Desolation: First you’ve got to guess what hand it’s in.

Jackson reaches behind Desolation’s back and grabs his wrist, forcing it out from behind the World Champion. He clutches his wrist tightly while prying apart his hand and grabbing his ball out of Desolation’s palm. The Dark Man doesn’t even struggle, just crosses his arms over his chest and leans back with a smile, Jackson shaking his head and staring at his number slowly. Suddenly his face fills with anger and disbelief, his eyes flushing with fury as he opens them and stares back and forth.

Adams: You can’t be serious. I demand another number, I’ve been swindled here!

Adams throws down the ball quickly, becoming irate as AWOL holds his palms up.

AWOL: Sorry, all drawings are final. If you don’t like it, tough shit, you can just sit in the lockeroom while the Rumble Bash is going on.

Jackson bites his lower lip and shakes violently, about to explode while he steps in reverse.

Adams: You two haven’t heard the last of this. Come on guys, we’ll get our payback some way tonight. But for now, let’s go defend these damn tag team titles.

The Alpha Generation all appear flustered as they turn and exit the dressing room melodramatically. As they vacate the room, Jackson turns his head to get one final glance at AWOL and Desolation. He finally exits the room though while the Dark Man and AWOL chuckle a bit.

AWOL: So what did you do with his real number?

Desolation: An old magicians trick....

Desolation throws a ball up into the air from his other hand, catching it in his palm though while he smirks widely. AWOL chuckles a bit while leaning against the tumbler and rubbing at his jaw. Suddenly the door flies open though, and into the camera’s scene marches a flustered, infuriated Chapel. The fans on the inside of the arena have a loud reaction at the sight of the King of Monsters himself. A fancy dress shirt clings to his upper body while intensity weights down his features. His eyes are almost bulging from their sockets while AWOL acts taken aback by his former teammate’s presence.

Chapel: AWOL, I’ve had enough! I’ve had enough of my name being dragged through the mud!!

AWOL puts his hands out in the direction of Chapel, trying to calm him down.

AWOL: Whoa, whoa, calm down right now. I’m not going to allow what happened on last week’s Annihilation to occur tonight. There’s not going to be anymore violence in this building. You hear me?

The massive frame of Chapel trembles from his hostility as he takes a deep breath.

Chapel: Yeah, I hear you, but my suggestion would be cleaning out your hears so you can listen to me. Tonight, I’m here to film some vignettes for my DVD, and if Isaac crosses my path again, threats or not threats, I will lay him out. So if you don’t want any violence tonight, then I suggest you keep Isaac out of my fucking way!

Saliva spills from Chapel’s mouth while his face becomes flushed with a red shade. He turns slowly away from AWOL to add effect to his statements and then marches through the door, exiting the room. He leaves both AWOL and Desolation standing there with their arms crossed over their sternums.

Desolation: That guy needs some serious anger management classes.


BITCHCAKES & BULLVINE VS. RYAN MILLS & JACKSON ADAMS
TAG TEAM TITLES


The camera returns to ringside where a shocked Billy Mayne and Dan Douglas are seated behind the announce table. Their eyes are opened widely as they stare forward into the camera.

Mayne: Chapel is here tonight ladies and gentlemen, and he doesn’t look happy whatsoever.

Douglas: Indeed, hopefully he and Isaac do not cross paths, or we’re in for some bloodshed here tonight.

The lights dim as black light fade on in the ringside area; Faint by Linkin Park hits the sound system. Blue and green spotlights start blinking and roaming their way through out the audience as Jackson Adams Step through the curtain an arrogant, yet cocky smile stretches across his features. He slowly walks to the ring pointing to himself, and mouthing to the crowd how much better he is. He reaches the steps and walks up them slowly, walking along the ring apron now, he stops and takes one last look up the ramp and at the crowd before wiping his feet cockily on the ring apron, before stepping through the ropes. As he walks to the centre of the ring he lifts his arms as if he was accepting the loud chorus of boos from the crowd, as he slowly spins in a circle and the lights return to normal

Douglas: The former General Manager getting his usual reaction from this crowd.

Mayne: Bunch of idiots if you ask me, these people don’t know class when they see it. Adams has done more in the months he has been here than many do in years. They should respect the man, don’t boo him at every opportunity

Douglas: He deserves it if you ask me

Mayne: I didn’t…shut up

"I Stand Alone" hits the PA system and out walks "The Lion heart" Ryan Mills, showing that always confident smile. He struts to the ring giving the occasional fan a "high-five, well the ones that want to anyway." He slides in to the ring and warms up for his match, boos accompanying his every move

Douglas: Not quite sure what to think about Ryan Mills, one thing for certain is whilst he is a member of the Alpha Generation he can expect a reaction like that

Mayne: Again, it just goes to show the ignorance of these fans. Mills nearly won the Seven Man last week and was only undone by some dodgy officiating.

BEER IS GOOD! BEER IS GOOD! BEER IS GOOD! AND STUFF!!!

The chorus of Beer by Psychostick accompanies Bitchcakes McPhee as he runs down the aisle, slapping the hands of any and all fans he can get a hold of. He slides under the ropes quickly, anxious to get this battle under way so he can go back to drinking and partying. Behind him his partner Bullvine walks to the ring accompanied by John Torretto shaking their heads at Bitchcakes antics. Bullvine slides into the ring and raises his arms in the air to hardly any reaction either way.

Douglas: Well, it certainly seems that the crowd have picked their favourites for this one. Bitchcakes is quickly gaining himself quite the fan base and because of that the fans are giving Bullvine the benefit of the doubt.

Mayne: Case in point, the fans love a drunkard…I ask you what is this place coming to.

The ref calls for the bell and Bullvine and Ryan Mills circle each other for a moment, Mills not sure as to what to expect from this debutant until they tie up, each trying to win a test of strength over the other. Suddenly with a massive push Bullvine propels his opponent to the apron, and then lifts his arms up in the air posing for the capacity crowd.

Douglas: Well, Bullvine certainly has the power, but power doesn’t always cut it in the ULW

Mayne: Well, Bullvine has to carry Bitchcakes for the entirety of this match…that takes a heck of a lot of strength. Rumour as it that Hurse carries an industrial strength can of deodorizer just in case he comes into contact with Mcphee…true story folks.

Douglas: That’s not true Billy and you know it

Mayne: It is…Jackson Adams told me himself.

Back in the ring Ryan has got back to his feet and they tie up again, and this time Bullvine pushes the Alpha Generation man back on his heels, pushing him towards the turnbuckle. There, the referee splits them up and Bullvine steps back, a look of total satisfaction filling his face. Suddenly though Bullvine charges in but Mills sees it coming and ducks out the way, and Bullvine crashes into the turnbuckle. Unhurt but embarrassed Bullvine turns and it met by a hard right, and then another which rocks the big man back on his heels. Encouraged by this Mills goes for a drop kick which Bullvine swats away, before picking Mills up by his air, and then scooping him up, slamming Ryan to the canvas hard. Ryan quickly comes to his senses though and crawls over to his corner, tagging in Jackson Adams, who ducks under the ring ropes and immediately tried a clothesline which although reels Bullvine, doesn’t have the desired effect.

Douglas: Quite an impressive first couple of minutes from Bullvine here, proving that he hasn’t come to get pushed around by the Alpha Generation.

Mayne: Yeah, I can admit that, but I also know that it will only be a matter of moments before Jackson figures out his weakness. That’s what the Alpha Generation do, they over come the odds, that have made careers on it.

Jackson steps back, a little surprised that Bullvine is still standing after such a hard shot. At ringside Toretto tells his man to get after him to hit home the advantage he has built for himself. Bullvine steps forward, straight into a kick to the gut from Adams, who follows that up with a forearm uppercut, snapping Bullvines head backwards. Adams then hooks Bullvines head and spinning around hits a ‘Twist of Fate’, Bullvines head hitting the canvas hard. Not wanting to let up with the onslaught though Adams climbs the turnbuckle, but Bullvine is up and before Adams can launch his attack Bullvine steps onto the first strand and grabs Adams by the throat. Jackson squirms for a few seconds realising his predicament before Bullvine spins and chokeslam’s Adams, planting him into the canvas, before covering him for the pin

One…

Two…

Adams kicks out with plenty of authority, showing when he has been the Livewire Champion and why he is regarded as one of the best in the business. Bullvine doesn’t allow Adams any rest though and hooks his tights, lifting him vertically upside down in the air before falling backwards with a high impact suplex. Adams body bounces off the canvas, but almost immediately he is covered

One

Two..

Again, Adams kicks out at two, but with nowhere near the same vigour. Bullvine grabs the back off Jackson’s head and begins pummelling it with right after right, until Ryan Mills jumps in and kicks Bullvine in the back of the head, and off Adams. As the referee counts Mills out and motions for him to the leave the ring, Bitchcakes runs in and splashes Adams, before leaving almost as quickly, the referee totally unawares. Bullvine recovers swiftly and pulls Adams to his feet, Irish Whipping him to the strands, and as Adams bounces back, Bullvine nearly takes him out of his boots with a vicious clothesline from hell, almost taking his opponent out of his boots. The crowd erupts at what is turning out to be a good night for their favourites, the Alpha Generation on the end of a beating. Bullvine again drops for the cover…

One…

Two…

Thr… NO, again Adams kicks out, this time he spends no time hanging around, sliding out the ring to get himself away from a dominant Bullvine.

Douglas: Bullvine and Bitchcakes proving themselves to be quite a team here tonight and at the moment too much for the Alpha Generation to handle.

Mayne: Yeah, where have we seen this before? Only in every single match the Alpha Generation compete in. They are lulling them into a false sense of security you’ll see.

Mills drops off the apron and walks round to Adams helping him to his feet and seemingly having a chat with his tag team partner. Adams nods his head before sliding back through the ropes, straight into the arms of a waiting Bullvine. Bullvine hooks Adams head under his arm in readiness for a DDT, but Jackson drops to his knees, and on the other side of the referee lifts his arm into the crouch of Bullvine. Bullvine teeters there for a moment, a look of total surprise on his face, before falling over like a chopped down tree, crashing to the canvas in a heap holding his groin. The referee questions Jackson who protests his innocence before proceeding to stop on Bullvines body, aiming to keep him down now they seemingly have taken the advantage in this match.

Mayne: And just like that the Alpha Generation takes control

Douglas: By cheating!!!

Mayne: By using their heads you mean, that was brilliant, absolutely brilliant.

Douglas: And if Bullvine had done the same thing?

Maybe: Blatant cheating of course…use your head man.

Bullvine tries to get to his feet but every time his is stomps back down until Jackson tags Mills in and points to the ropes. Mills picks Bullvine up and whips him to the ropes, ducking Bullvines instinctive clothesline attempt. Unawares to Adams up on the turnbuckle he is too late to block to near perfect Missile Dropkick from the top turnbuckle, Bullvine crashes through the strands and to ringside to a loud chorus of boos and jeers. Mills slides under the ropes and pulls out a chair from under the ring as Adams diverts the referee’s attention. As the referee tries to get Jackson out the ring, Mills blasts Bullvine with a wicked chair shot, then as Bitchcakes runs in to try and make the save for his partner, Mills spins and takes his head off with the chair as well. Mills throws the chair away just as the referee turns to face the carnage, Mills holding his head up claiming to have done nothing. Mills then takes Bullvine and whips him back into the ring, following that by climbing to the top of turnbuckle. Bullvine is incapable to react though as Mills jumps from the turnbuckle landing his elbow on Bullvines chest, before going for a pin.

One…

Two…

Three

NO, somehow the newcomer kicks out, even after the chair shot and the aerial assault. Mills looks a little infuriated that he hasn’t finished this match, but again helps Bullvine up, whipping him into their corner, before tagging Adams back in.

Mayne: This is what I’m talking about, the Alpha Generation proving why they are the Tag Team Champions right here.

Douglas: Got to admit, they have cheating down to a fine art.

Mayne: Cheating? What you have just seen is perfect tag team wrestling.

Douglas: Yeah, and Demon is the ULW’s spokesperson for interracial harmony.

Mayne: Is he really…when was that announced?

Douglas: It was a joke…sarcasm.

Mayne: leave the jokes to me Dan, because quite frankly pal…you suck.

Adams jumps into the ring as Bitchcakes gets back on the apron and holds out his hand, determined to get into this match and try and help out his partner who has been on the end of quite an offensive now. Adams climbs up on the turnbuckle and pummels in right after right, rocking Bullvines head back with every impact. As the crowd count with every punch, Adams begins pausing in between, holding up his arm with every number, taunting the crowd with the control he has over his opponent. As he gets to ten he jumps down and Bullvine slumps down in the corner, obviously out of it. Adams takes walks over to the centre of the ring and then charges at Bullvine, ramming his knee into Bullvines head. Adams then drags Bullvines prone body into the centre of the ring and covers for the pin.

One…

Two…

Seeing enough Bitchcakes runs in and drags Adams off his partner before remonstrating with the referee. As he does though, again Mills and Adams take advantage of the situation, both of them hooking an arm and falling forwards, driving Bullvine face first into the mat. Crimson splats over the canvas and the camera zoom in on Bullvines face, blood pouring from his busted nose. Mills jumps out the ring before the referee can see and Adams once more covers his opponent.

One…

Two…

Bullvine kicks out barely, with moments to spare to a massive reaction from the crowd. Bitchcakes begins stamping on the canvas, begging Bullvine to make the tag.

Douglas: Even I have to admit, The Alpha Generation have cut the ring off and although he is dying to, Mcphee cannot get into this match.

Mayne: That’s because this is quality tag team wrestling at its very best Douglas… even someone as short sighted as you should be able to see that.

In the ring Adams drags Bullvine to the corner and tags in Ryan Mills who is eager to get a piece of the stricken wrestler. Mills bounces off the ropes and drops a knee on Bullvines throat, then jumps up and bounces off the ropes again, once more dropping the knee, this time to Bullvines chest. As Mills goes for the ropes a third time Toretto reaches into the ring and grabs Mills ankle, causing him to fall to the floor. As Mills remonstrates with John, Adams blindsides Toretto with a forearm to the back of his head, sending him crashing over the barricades. Adams victoriously lifts his arms in the air, taunting the fans at ringside, but his celebrations are cut short as Bitchcakes swings him round and drops him with a hard right, dumping the leader of the Alpha Generation firmly on his backside. Bitchcakes then extends his hand to Toretto and helps him back over the barrier, allowing John to stick the boot in Adams ribs as he passes. Mills seeing all this continues to shout abuse outside the ring, his attention taken from the match and in particular Bullvine who has begun to drag himself up using the ring ropes. Mills then leans over the ropes, trying to grab Toretto as he walks past. Toretto ducks out the way though and lands a right on Mills who stumbles backwards, right under the glance of the referee. The referee takes one look at Toretto and then points to the back, much to his annoyance

Maybe: Haha, Toretto being sent to the back, chalk another one up to the Alpha Generation.

Douglas: I cannot believe how much things are always stacked against the Alpha Generations opponents. I am no fan of John Toretto, but he was just defending himself, he has every right to be at ringside for his associate

Mayne: Not anymore, the refs kicked him out of here…tata Johnny boy.

Toretto makes his way up the ramp shouting abuse at the referee and the Alpha Generation but during this Bullvine has got to his senses and in a surge of adrenaline charges Mills, nearly breaking him in half with a Spear manoeuvre, both men hitting the mat hard. Bitchcakes starts jumping up and down on the apron in excitement, holding out his arm as far as he can reach as Bullvine makes his way over to his corner. On the other side Mills is doing the same, Adams imploring him to hurry up. Mills finally reaches and gets the tag, leaving Adams to tear across the ring, but he is a millisecond to late as Bullvine tags in his partner to a massive reaction from the crowd.

Mayne: This suddenly got really bad.

Bitchcakes hits the ring and immediately goes after Adams who backs off towards his corner but Mcphee picks him up and slams him to the mat. Mills jumps in, still groggy from before and receives the same treatment, as well as an elbow dropped onto his chest. Bitchcakes then turns and picks Adams up by his hair, placing his head between his legs and lifting Adams legs in the air. He stands there for a second a massive grin on his face before falling backwards into a pile driver. He then moves over to Mills, placing him in the same predicament and hitting the exact same move, possibly this time with more force. Not allowing Mills to regroup, he picks him up and whips him to the ropes, but using his common sense Ryan grabs the ropes, pointing to his noggin in a show of intelligence, but Bitchcakes is having none of that and clotheslines Mills over the top rope and to the outside, striking a pose for the crowd.

Douglas: Bit of a Rumble Bash preview right there, that isn’t the first person we’ll see deposited over the top rope tonight.

Mayne: Damn that drunkard, this has gotten out of hand. Stop him Jackson.

Adams has groggily gotten to his feet and is shaking the cobwebs from his head after a dominating pile driver. Seeing Mills on the outside he rushes at Bitchcakes who sees him coming and scoops him up, dropping Jackson sideways in a sidewalk slam, dropping over his opponent for the cover

One…

Two…

Jackson kicks out, still a bit of fight in the former General Managers body. Bitchcakes gets to his feet and steps back into a corner, motioning for Adams to gets to his feet. As the crowd anticipation begins to heighten Adams slowly turns to face Bitchcakes who charges in, attempting to hit his version of the Spear, the Charging Bull. Jackson at the very last minute sees this coming and ducks out the way, but Bitchcakes cannot stop, and Spears the referee at high velocity.

Douglas: Noooo, I don’t believe it, Bitchcakes had that won.

Mayne: Botch cakes you mean, clumsy oaf.

Bitchcakes looks at the referee and at what he has done, looking out to the crowd with his head in his hands. On the outside Ryan Mill grabs the steel bell as Jackson keeps Bitchcakes eyes on him. Ryan slides into the ring and creeps up behind Mcphee, but the crowd reaction alerts him to something being wrong and he turns, just as Mills is about to strike him. Bitchcakes quickly kicks Mills in the gut causing Ryan to drop the bell, he then grabs Ryan’s head and lets out his signature ‘Moo’ in readiness’ for his jumping DDT, the Hangover, but before he can hit it, Jackson hooks Bitchcakes arms from behind and as Bitchcakes loosens his grip on Mills, Jackson spins around hitting an ‘Unprettier’ from out of nowhere. As Jackson looks around, Mills calls for a new referee and one comes hurtling down to ringside, sliding under the bottom rope.

Mayne: That’s it, all over, The Alpha Generation win again

Douglas: Here’s the pin

One…

Two…

Three…

NO, Bullvine makes the save, dropping the forearm across Jackson’s head, the crowd going into hysterics now at what has turned out to be a fantastic match.

Mayne: Where did he come from?

Douglas: Bullvine proving right there that he is going to become quite an addition to the ULW ranks. And somehow this match has to continue…amazing

Mayne: No, whats amazing is the fortitude of the Alpha Generation to still be in this match, even with all this cheating going on…its scandalous what’s been going on. I’ll be writing a strongly worded letter to Sheryl Gray you mark my words.

Douglas: You can write as well?

Mayne: …

Douglas: History being made right here at the Rumble Bash folks…Billy Mayne has been rendered speechless.

Mayne: …

In the ring the replacement referee has restored some order as the original ref gets helps backstage. There is a lot of head shaking coming from the corner of the Alpha Generation as they discuss what to do next. Bullvine stands in his corner, his arm outstretched to Mcphee; Adams being the legal man rushes the corner, smashing an unknowing Bullvine in the face sending him crashing off the apron. Adams then motions for Mills to climb the turnbuckle, as he hoists Bitchcakes up on his shoulders. The referee begins his count but Jackson is already there, Bitchcakes primed for the finish. Ryan taunts the crowd once more before grabbing McPhee’s head and spinning with the momentum hitting a tornado DDT, a version Mills calls the ‘Lions Pride’

Douglas: What impact right there, I’ve seen that move done off the top rope but never off someone’s shoulders. The impact from that move alone should be enough to finish off Mcphee but it truly has been a wonderful effort.

Jackson falls on top of Bitchcakes as the referee ushers Mills to ringside. Satisfied Ryan is out the way; the referee drops to his knees and begins the count

One…

Mayne: All over.

Two…

Douglas: Come on Bitchcakes, kick out one more time

Three…

No, Bullvine interrupts the count again, the crowd going into spasms at the closeness of the count. Bullvine taunts the Alpha Generation and then steps out the ring, urging Bitchcakes to get the tag. Jackson infuriated with the referee tags in Mills who heads to the top of the turnbuckle as Adams slides out the ring and makes his way around the apron. Mills taunts the crowd, readying himself for the Lion Sault 450 splash. Mills takes off and executes the moves to perfection, immediately rolling up Bitchcakes for the cover.

One…

Adams from out of nowhere clotheslines Toretto and then grabs Bullvine’s leg as he tries to get into the ring

Two…

Adams drags Bullvine backwards, his head crashing into the steel steps.

Three…

The bell rings and the arena fills with a chorus of boos as the Alpha Generation retain the Tag Team Titles.

Mayne: Yeeeeeesssss, Alpha Generation pull it off again. Told you, Bitchcakes and Bullvine didn’t stand a chance.

Douglas: I have to admit, that was a fantastic match and for once Alpha Generation are worthy winners.

Mills slides out the ring and is joined by Adams as they make their way up the ramp. Back in the ring Bitchcakes is just coming to, holding his chest. At ringside Bullvine rubs his jaw, amazingly a massive grin on his face. As Mills and Adams reach the top of the ramp they hold their hands aloft, the title belts shining underneath the arena lights.


THE BIGGEST NIGHT ON EARTH


The time has come

Images suddenly flash the screen, centering on AWOL big booting Johnny Kingdom to the face, before shifting into a shot of Orlando delivering the Switchblade chokeslam on Alexander Fayt. It cuts quickly into an image of Robin Brooks soaring through the air with a shooting star press from the top of a cage.

The biggest night in ULW history

Desolation is featured hitting the Curb Stomp on Bluhd Raige before shifting into an image of Lethal Weapon spearing Orlando Cruze to the gut. The Livewire title is shown being held in the air above Jackson Adams’ head, before switching into a feed featuring Nathan Creed standing on the ramp, with the same title belt held aloft.

The biggest night in wrestling

The bloodied face of Killjoy is shown glaring back and forth before it cuts to Chapel giving that same legend the crucifix bomb from the turnbuckle through a flaming table. It then switches to Isaac making his way down the ramp with a determined glint in his eyes before cutting to Hurse standing on the stage with strobe lights going off around him as he hops in place. It then switches to Riggs seated in the shadows as a slight hint of lace flashes over his painted face.

The biggest party on the planet!

The harder lyrics of Overrated by Three Days Grace plays in the background as images of a bloody Isaac are shown as someone stands over his back and slugs him in the face. We see AWOL hitting the Semper Fi back breaker off the top rope, before cutting to Kingdom hitting the Exodus Finale on Cortez. Another shot features the giant Andre Bates crashing through the top of the Weapon’s Lair. Too Magnificent is showcased hitting a death valley driver from the top of a cage through a table. It then cuts to images of the Weapon’s Lair lowering over the ring with lights flashing all around it.

Be apart of history


THE TRUTH?


A shadowy room is showcased, the lights dimmed to a very bleak shade while the only light is cast by that of candles. The camera is zoomed in on the flame that shoots from the top of one as wax melts and streams down its surface. The lens pans out now to reveal an arrangement of candles, formed into a circle around none other than Riggs, seated in the center of them. His head tilts back and forth with the long hairs of his head hanging down in front of his face. His eyes are shadowy and brooding, very gothic in appearance.

Riggs: Eyes can be opened just as quickly as they can be shut.

The camera switches to the flicker of light coming from the candle, the wax continuing to leak down its surface.

Riggs: The truth can be seen if you can look through the lies.

Once again the lens switches to the face of Riggs, illuminated by the flames of the candle.

Riggs: That’s what everyone makes apparent, their lies, but they cloud the truth. For you see, there are an abundance of hopeful performers coming out of the bleakness of the shadows, pointlessly producing their propaganda, all of them wishfully thinking they have the chance to win the Rumble Bash. Those are the lies they tell you, and they tell themselves. The truth is in the back of their minds, the deep recesses of their brains they do not like to reference. It’s a nagging, pounding thought that tells them again and again, that they aren’t good enough, that their destiny tonight is to be thrown over the top rope, not to be the last man standing in that ring. For you see fate has prescribed that accomplishment for one man, me.

Riggs kicks his dark hair back over his shoulders and stares darkly into the camera, which turns to stare at his face from another angle. It reveals the chain link fence just behind his back.

Riggs: There’s only one man who’s constantly told you the truth, rather it’s an honesty you want to embrace or you wish to hold at bay. That man is me. Rather you wish to face your pain, I’ve made you, and others feel it. And the same will be said for the truth, which I shall make more than clear tonight in the Rumble Bash.

Riggs gets to his knees, starting to stand up slowly while remaining crouched forward with his arms spread out to his sides. He leans forward, his face almost touching the camera.

Riggs: So ask yourselves. Who are you going to believe? Those notorious for lying? Or the one man who knows even the most inconceivable of truths?

An abundance of red liquid flies from the inside of Riggs’ mouth and strikes the camera lens before he stands up and wipes his mouth. He turns and steps out of the ring of fire, which the camera remains zoomed in on. As he vanishes into the shadows the camera pans up a bit, red liquid still spilling from the lens. It settles on the chain link fence that loomed behind Riggs’ back, where something disturbing seems to be emerging. From the darkness emerges the giant, monstrous newcomer, bearing a twisted, disfigured smile. Saul reaches out and sticks his fingers through the chain link fence, wrapping his hands around it while leaning forward with the light twinkling frighteningly from his eyes.

Saul: The truth? You’ll all know the truth, tonight. Hahahahaha.

Saul’s head leans forward, pressing against the fence while a truly disturbing expression resides on his contorted features.


VIDEO PACKAGE


Too Magnificent: Hurse, do you have any idea how much I hate you?

The show abruptly cuts into a video package which features a close up of a twisted smile. A chuckle can be heard in the background as Too Magnificent’s smirk becomes wider.

Too Magnificent: Do you honestly know what I can do to you? Do you remember what condition I left you in before?

Too Magnificent is shown bashing Hurse violently over the skull with a steel chair. The scene repeats itself several times from different angles, the last one moving in slow motion as the metal cracks Hurse’s bloodied skull and sends him hurdling to the canvas below. Demented, disturbing music is heard as Too Magnificent’s mouth is shown smiling again, laughing disturbingly while surrounded by shadows.

Too Magnificent: It felt so good to leave you lying, to watch that blood pour from the wounds I created. I enjoyed every second of it, and I’ve enjoyed the anguish I’ve inflicted on you since then.

The teeth form another disturbing smile as insidious laughter escapes his lungs. The video package cuts into shots of Too Magnificent bashing a trash can over the skull of Hurse during the Weapon’s Lair qualifier match. It switches rather abruptly into a scene showcasing Too Magnificent attacking Hurse after the King of the Mountain match, and then cuts to images of the former Livewire Champion choking Steven with a boot lace. The strangulation seems to be damn near killing him. A black and white, distorted scene features a bloodied Hurse lying spread across the canvas. It switches to the sadistic features of Too Magnificent, seated on a stool now in a pitch black room, his hands interlocked while he laughs to himself. His skin is a bright red shade while sweat seeps down his features. He chuckles maniacally to himself.

Too Magnificent: But I will enjoy ending your career even more. Hahahaha.

Hurse is featured being thrown on top of light tubes, and into thumbtacks from Too Magnificent. The final scene features Too Magnificent standing in a ring with a microphone held up to his lips.

Too Magnificent: At the Rumble Bash, I say we end this in a Last Man Standing Match!

The camera zooms in on his twisted eyes. More triumphant, upbeat music starts in the background.

Hurse: Too Mag, you stupid bastard, do you honestly think you have it in your body to put me out?

Hurse is shown dropkicking Too Magnificent hard to the chest before cutting to him giving his former partner the Sanitizer onto the canvas. We then witness Hurse slugging Too Magnificent repeatedly to the jaw, and attacking him with a leather strap. It cuts to Hurse seated on a stool now backstage with a gray shirt on and darkness surrounding him.

Hurse: I took you under my wing Too Magnificent, and you betrayed me.

Hurse and Too Magnificent are shown standing side by side over top the battered, busted body of Isaac Saine. It switches to them picking up a win over Baine and Hawk now. We then see Hurse coming to Too Magnificent’s aid, before switching to Too Mag doing the same for his former tag team partner. It cuts back to Hurse seated on the stool, pointing furiously at the camera.

Hurse: I can forgive you for double crossing me Too Magnificent. I really can forgive you for that. But what I can’t forgive you for is the fact that you think your better than me.

Hurse is shown delivering the Sanitizer on Too Magnificent again before switching to the Submission Champion striking him with a steel chair over the skull.

Hurse: This issue has been building for months, and if I’m going out, if I’m retiring, I’m taking you with me.

The brutalized Hurse is showcased flying straight at Too Magnificent before cutting to a shot of the sadistic one delivering the Midas Touch on the Submission title holder. It then flows violently into images of Hurse’s bloodied face as he leans against the ropes for support. The next shot showcases Too Magnificent bashing a chair violently over his skull, signifying his turn on his former tag team partner. A close up of Too Magnificent’s twisted smile is shown again as spit flies from between his teeth.

Too Magnificent: Nothing will bring me greater pleasure than ending your career at the Rumble Bash.

Hurse: Nothing will keep me down for the ten count Too Magnificent. You’ll have to do nothing short of kill me!

All of the violent beat downs are relived through this long, bitter rivalry between both men. Highlights of the brutality they exchanged on one another at War of the Worlds is shown again, with Hurse lying a bloodied mess, and Too Magnificent shown with his face no more than a crimson mask.


TOO MAGNIFICENT VS. HURSE
LAST MAN STANDING


(Slowly the lights begin to fade causing the arena to fade into darkness, the speakers air static for a moment before a loud and psychotic laugh blasts from them followed by the song by 3 Days Grace ‘Animal’ I have become’, the fans just stand up realizing who it is as the golden one himself Too Magnificent is about to appear, his video playing over the large screen, suddenly the curtains are thrown aside and Magnificent stands with a smile on his face, he glares around at the mass amount of fans in the building before nodding his head happily at what he is saying, the boos seeming to pass right over him, he then walks down the ramp and just stops to listen to a fat guy in the front row shout abuse at him, suddenly he snaps and slaps the guy across the face outraging him and the fans around him and causing Security to quickly step in, he then walks to the ring and rolls in before throwing his arms in the air to the rafters only to receive another chorus of boos.)

Dan Douglas:
What a feud this has been, what a match this is going to be, former friends, former tag team partners, former enemies of the highest degree, Hurse and Magnificent have quite the history, quite the torrid past, but this could well be the final match of Hurse’s career and will be if Magnificent has anything to do with it.

Billy Mayne:
And he will have a lot to do with it, trust me, Magnificent is out here to do more then win a match.

Dan Douglas:
He generally is, Magnificent is one of those few men on the ULW roster that has made his name on being a true hardcore legend and walking through some of the worst things you have ever seen in your life, as have Chapel and Isaac Saine, two other hardcore legends.
(The crowd begins to quiet down, growing impatient, wanting to bask in the greatness of yet another huge wrestling star, another phenomenal athlete. That’s when the lights begin to dim in the arena, everything becoming almost completely pitch black. Classic music begins to play in the background, causing the fans to begin cheering quite loudly, realizing who is about to stroll through the curtains, tying this musical beat in with the arrival of a true Legend.
BREAKDOWN!!!
As this word is screamed through the sound system, ‘Breakdown’ by Breaking Benjamin begins to play throughout the arena, a single spotlight shining upon the curtains that comprise the entry way. Yellow lights dance around the ring from the rafters as through the curtains strides none other than Hurse, the Master of Control. A mixed reaction slowly looms over the arena by his presence as he stops upon the stage, soaking up the appreciation he believes he is receiving for all of his prior acts here in the ULW, many fans are still out on the vote for Hurse, many remembering his past atrocities. A long yellow, sleeveless, trench coat, with a hood, hangs from his body, shadowing his face somewhat and dragging across the stage behind him. A small white surgical mask clings to the area around his nose and mouth as Hurse sticks his arms out to his sides and now begins to spin in circles, revealing the black protective gloves clinging to his hands, and showing off the black dragon design upon the back of his coat. The fans are loud with there reactions as Hurse stops abruptly upon the ramp and turns towards the curtains. Through them stride two men in yellow shirts, carrying with them matching cans of air sanitizer. They begin to spray into the stands at Hurse’s sides and then around the area of the ramp where he intends to walk, making sure to prevent any type of contamination. Hurse turns around to face the ring, where the lights from the rafters are still sending beams of yellow rays down upon the canvas, dancing about it in synchronism with the music. Hurse shoves aside the two men with air spray as he now jumps gracefully onto the apron, removing his coat slowly before tossing it to one of the individuals in yellow shirts. This allows his yellow wrist bands and tights to come into view, as well as his black elbow pads and boots, matching the color of the dragon designed wrapped around the thigh areas of his lower attire. He grabs the top rope now and jumps over it into the center of the ring as he sticks his arms out to his sides and spins in circles across the ring, the crowd weary of him, yet hoping he can come through against the Alpha Generation member across from him.)

Dan Douglas:
Hurse is out here as well now and we have our match here ready to start and ready to go, last man standing, the loser being the man who stays on the canvas for the ten count and Billy, I cannot see any man willing to stay down in this match!

Billy Mayne:
No way, both have a heart for this sport like few others, Hurse is a technical whiz who will try to cripple Magnificent early in this match and Magnificent is a hardcore wrestler who will try to knock Hurse the fuck out and I got my money on the Mag man!

Dan Douglas:
Not much of a betting man myself, but I have to say, even if I was, I’d be stuck on where to put my money, that’s for sure.
(The bell sounds allowing both men to just take a moment to glare across at the other, looking for some loss of focus, a blip in there intensity, anything at all, nothing seems to show and both men just slowly move toward one another in a circular fashion, they kneel forward and just gently link hands, both men weary of what the other can do, as they lock there fingers into one another they just push on each other, there heads rested hard into one another’s shoulders, but Magnificent gets the early advantage pushing Hurse back into the ropes, he tries to further it but Stephen Parkwood will not let go of his fingers and holds him there until the official comes to break it up, slowly they do and Hurse just waits for Magnificent to try the cheap shot, but to his surprise Magnificent backs off and takes to the other side of the ring as the two men just stand ready for action again.
The two men slowly move toward one another again and gently try to lock in the open Greco knuckle lock, but Magnificent digs his head into the chest of Hurse trying to push him back, but Hurse reacts by taking Magnificent into a front gantry and holding him in place, he brings him down to his knees, but Magnificent is still fighting and works his way back to his feet, Hurse just keeps a hold of him by the back of the head, holding him forward slightly, Magnificent just tries to pull away but Hurse follows him and once again Mag walks back first into the ropes, Hurse just holds himself there for a moment as the official calls for a count, however as he reaches four Hurse suddenly grabs the leg of Magnificent and tugs it taking the Alpha Generation man off his feet before dragging him quickly back to the middle of the ring, he then grabs one leg and lifts it straight before placing his weight on the side of the knee and letting himself slowly drop onto it bending it further and further in a direction knees really aren’t meant to bend he then tugs on the ankle, bending the leg right up to his thigh and causing the fans to cringe at the position of Magnificents calf, the way its being hyper extended badly, Magnificent is roaring in pain early in this match and just drops back onto the mat.
He tries to sit up time and time again but it just seems to make the pain worse, Hurse however is relentless and just continues to tug on the ankle of the now bad leg, however suddenly Magnificent sits up and slaps the back of Hurse powerfully, he lets go with a shout of pain but angrily keeps a hold of Magnificent’s ankle and just turns him onto his chest as if going for an ankle lock, the action starting so quick in this match, Hurse really looking to go for the killing blow early, he twists the ankle, but instead of leaving it at that he lifts Magnificent’s lower body off the mat and just twists the bottom half of his leg, from the calf, instantly Magnificent just uses his upper body strength and tugs himself across the ring before grabbing the bottom rope, he holds his arm around it putting up with the pain as the official demands Hurse let go off the hold, he does eventually and as the master of control backs away, both men quickly get back to there feet, Magnificent just shakes his leg off as slowly they circle each other again before once more going for the Greco knuckle lock as they come close to one another, no, suddenly Magnificent lunges at Hurse locking him up with a collar elbow tie up, he begins to push Hurse back, but the Submission champion just drops to one stopping the momentum of Magnificent who also goes down to one knee to keep the lock held in, as they both begin to stand again Magnificent suddenly breaks away and grabs Hurse with a side headlock, going back down to one knee taking the master of control down with him. He grind the hold in and just really twists his arms across the head and face of Hurse making sure he knows he is here to match him not just be owned on the mat.
Hurse slowly begins to stand up, still locked in the hold and raises his arms to try and push the head of Magnificent away, making the hold on his head an uncomfortable hold to keep locked on the submission champion, but Magnificent puts up with it and grinds it in more, suddenly Hurse dashes Magnificent backwards into the ropes and shoots him off across the ring breaking the hold but as the hardcore legend comes back he collides shoulders with Hurse and takes the submission champion down to the mat hard, Hurse instantly gets back up, but right into another side headlock however he quickly shoots Magnificent back into the ropes again but just like before Magnificent hits Hurse shoulder to shoulder and takes him down hard Hurse however just gets right back up into a side headlock again and yet again he throws him off the ropes, but Magnificent charges him back down for a third time with a nice shoulder block, three of the four sides of the ring being used now, Hurse seeming to think sending him a different direction might make a difference!)

Dan Douglas:
Hurse had the early lead in this match, coming on very strong with Magnificent, but he is playing right into the hands of Too Mag at the moment who is able to use his strength in these sorts of situations and I think Hurse needs to take Magnificent back down to the mat and really work him again like we know he can.

Billy Mayne:
I agree, but Hurse is trying to match abilities here with Magnificent and failing miserably, both these men have tremendous talent at what they do, but sadly they both have egos and both men would simply love to beat there other one at there own game, something that is not going to happen.

Dan Douglas:
Certainly not, this is not a Nathan Creed Vs Hurse affair, these are two men with very different techniques and to see Hurse lose a technical battle to Magnificent would be amazing, much like seeing Magnificent lose a hardcore battle with Hurse.

(Magnificent just shouts abuse at Hurse this time as the submission champion begins to get up again, he locks him in a side headlock for the fourth time now, but it seems Magnificent is trying the same thing to many times as suddenly Hurse lifts him and takes him backwards with a lovely back body drop, the fans just cheer at this as both men try to shake the cobwebs on separate sides of the ring.
Hurse is the first man up but stays his distance from Magnificent who is staring right at him as he to stands to his feet, instead the two men start from scratch and just slowly circle the ring again, both looking for that chance to open up on there opponent and prove what they can do, prove what they are capable of, suddenly they move in and as before gently lock in a Greco roman with both hands before pushing there chests against one another’s trying to push the other man back for dominance, but neither man will take a step back, neither man willing to give in, suddenly Hurse steps in behind Magnificent and just pushes his him back and down crabbing him backwards and as soon as he has leverage just forces his weight onto the hands of Magnificent making him bend right the way back, the current Anarchy champions head touching the mat while his feet remain at a standing position, his back bent right back and painfully so, suddenly Hurse kicks away the legs of Magnificent taking him against the mat but keeping his hands in the hardcore legends, but Magnificent just tries to lift himself forcing himself back up into the crab position but again Hurse kicks his ankles away taking him flat against the mat, suddenly though through anger of being unable to move Magnificent nips himself up and is right back up on his feet, the agility to do that shocking Hurse, the two men then go right back to fighting for dominance, the Greco roman lock on both hands still very much locked in, suddenly though Magnificent roars with adrenalin and pushed Hurse backwards this time taking him down into a crab and causing him to be in the exact same position the anarchy champion was only moments ago however instead of kicking the ankles Magnificent just keeps his hands locked in that of Hurse’s and jumps into the air before crashing his knees down across the stomach of Hurse causing him to roar in pain at the feel of the mans weight come crashing down on him in that sort of position. He then brings one knee down onto the mat before suddenly he begins smashing his other knee into the stomach and ribs of Hurse, suddenly though Hurse rolls away from Magnificent and out of the lock right the way to the outside of the ring, his hands hurting, his mid-section hurting from that exchange, he sits on the apron for a moment, tired, Magnificent just complains about this to the official feeling as if his momentum is dying because of the chosen route of Hurse.
The official just tells Hurse to get back in the ring and after a quick argument he climbs back to his vertical base on the apron and re-enters the ring before the two men just share words of anger and frustration, they then circle the ring again before going for a collar elbow tie up, but Hurse ducks right underneath the arms of Magnificent and grabs one as he goes under, turning it into a hammerlock before placing his weight onto the forearm forcing Magnificent down to his knees and then onto his chest but Magnificent just rolls up onto his side, keeping his back to Hurse and holding his other hand under his arm, stopping further attacks on the mat, but Hurse just maneuvers his foot onto the side of Magnificents head causing him to yelp in pain at the same time letting go of his former tag partners hand allowing Hurse to suddenly hook it and just roll him up toward his head bending his arms right back and really tugging away, the official cannot do thing as submissions and count outs have no place in this match and Magnificent is crying out in pain, his anguish showing in his tone of voice.
He then turns him a little bit more and just holds the move in even more, the pain and the anguish really unmatchable as the red face of Magnificent continues to cry out in pain, realizing that Magnificent is withstanding it Hurse just rolls himself over the back of Hurse so he is now laying in the same direction as his opponent, again he hooks the arm as if going for a full nelson while Magnificent is grounded, however he suddenly leaps over into a bridge with a butterfly submission that has Magnificent going crazy on the mat and leaping up and down on the canvas in true pain he struggles to get across the ring, but does quick enough and places his leg on the rope forcing the official to break the hold on Magnificent.
Hurse just stands up and shouts abuse at the official to some cheers from the fans allowing Magnificent to roll away to the corner of the ring and quickly get to one knee, he glares at Hurse who is already looking right back at him, a smile on the submission champions face.)

Dan Douglas:
Whenever Hurse gets Magnificent to the mat it is clearly visible to see who the better wrestler is and Magnificent cannot let it get to that point, he has to keep the match a powerful affair and take Hurse down with his strength.

Billy Mayne:
Like I said its egos, he wants to beat Hurse at his own game and it simply won’t happen.

Dan Douglas:
Hurse has been an exemplary competitor in the ULW since he got here, a real talent in the ring and with some amazing technical skills and he is showing us just that with Too Magnificent, a real talent himself, but not as a mat wrestler and so far that’s showing.

(The two men circle the ring again, but its obvious Hurse has an extra spring in his step as they lock up with the Greco knuckle lock, but instantly Hurse drops to the mat on his back and kicks away one of the hands before twisting on his back, twisting the arm of Magnificent with it before bending the arm backwards over the shoulder of the hardcore legend before tugging on the wrist and taking Magnificent back down to the mat hard, keeping the wrist held beside Mag’s own head, his elbow pointing to the roof, but Magnificent suddenly back rolls, un-twisting his wrist without having to get up from the mat, he then grabs the wrist of Hurse instead and twists it as he stands up bringing the submission champion with him, he locks in the wristlock and just makes sure the move is hurting before ducking his head under the same arm and throwing Hurse down into a firemans carry takedown, he then stands up and twists the arm again as Hurse lays on the mat before dropping a nice leg drop across the arm joint that has some fans clapping, not many sure Magnificent could lock in such a move.
Unsurprisingly, the mind of Magnificent, lacking technical ability as it does just lets go off the hold and stands up to taunt the fans as Hurse holds his arm in pain, however he turns back to the Submission champion and just stomps on him hard a few times before grabbing him by the hair and lifting him back to his feet and against the ropes, he suddenly slaps a huge chop across the chest of Hurse and another and another, Magnificent then grabs the arm of Hurse throwing him across the ring, no, Hurse reverses and sends him into the ropes before leapfrogging him as he comes back, he then drops to the mat as Magnificent runs at him again and throws him with his legs into a nice monkey flip that stuns the hardcore legend, both men are back up quickly and Hurse just grabs the head of Magnificent twisting it to the side and really applying pressure to the neck now of Magnificent, The hardcore icon just raises his forearm and forces it into the face of Hurse and just grinds it across his eyes and nose, but suddenly Hurse grabs Mag by the head and snapmares him down to the mat before pulling him back down on the canvas and again locking in the neck wrench, he then lets go, but only to stand up and leap in the air before crashing his knees across the head of Magnificent who sits up grabbing his forehead in pain.
Hurse just gets up onto his knees and arrogantly slaps the taste from Magnificent’s mouth before getting to his feet and stomping across his face again, he then grabs Mag off the canvas and lifts him to his feet before taking him up off the mat and slamming him back down on the mat, he then taunts the fans, most of whom cheer that he is going to the ropes, he leaves the ring and walks along the apron to the corner before climbing to the top, however as he does Magnificent suddenly stirs and gets to his feet as Hurse is perching himself before sprinting across to him and leaping with a huge forearm shot to the back of Hurse stopping him in his tracks, Hurse just sits himself down on the top rope, feeling that shot a little bit as Magnificent shakes the cobwebs and just cracks his neck, the joints a little stiff from that attack on it a few moments ago.
He then slams a nice forearm shot to the head of Hurse, cracking him across the cheek jolting the head of the submission champion backwards he then tries to climb to the middle rope, very unlike Magnificent, but Hurse pushes him off the ropes and away causing Magnificent to stumble back toward the centre of the ring but Magnificent just rushes back at him and slams another forearm into the face of Hurse and another and another and another and another and another and one more Magnificent then screams to the fans before roaring at Hurse and turning 360 degrees before hitting another huge forearm to the face of Hurse leaving him incredibly groggy, however Magnificent just climbs back to the middle rope and stays there this time as Hurse remains in a daze, he suddenly hooks his head as the fans stand up and calls for the Midas Touch, the fans can’t believe what there about to see, suddenly he stands Hurse up on the top rope and climbs to the top himself, before suddenly he leaps backwards taking Hurse with him, MIDAS TOUCH FROM THE TOP ROPE!!! HE HIT IT!!)

Dan Douglas:
MY GOD! This match was calm and beginning to build up and then out of nowhere Magnificent just hit a gigantic move that has shook this match into its core!

Billy Mayne:
YES! Can you believe it, can you believe that Hurse made a mistake and it cost him big time, he tried going high risk instead of keeping Magnificent on the mat and it has really cost him.

Dan Douglas:
Maybe so but Magnificent has had a lot of early punishment and he is down as well, this could cost them a few seconds here.
(Magnificent just rolls to his chest and takes a deep breath before getting up to his knees he then stands up as the referee tells him to back to another corner, Hurse is motionless on the mat as the fans begin to chant loudly,
1…
2…
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He still hasn’t moved and Magnificent can’t help but smiling now as he wipes sweat from his brow.
6…
7…
NO! Suddenly Hurse grabs the middle rope and drags himself into a sitting position, the referee notices the movement and continues to count for now, but Hurse just grabs the top rope and this time fetches himself to his feet breaking the count at 9, Magnificent just charges across the ring and leaps high splashing Hurse in the corner before he grabs him by the head and walks him back to the middle of the ring, he hooks his arm and suddenly lifts him high with a suplex, he holds him there now and allows the blood to flow to the head of Hurse before suddenly he drops him back and slams him across the mat, Hurse just arches his back and rolls to his side as Magnificent sits back up shocked his move didn’t finish it, but he knows it cost him some seconds lying on the mat to get his breath back and he just stands back up ready to pile the pressure on. He stomps on Hurse a number of times before suddenly dropping a nice elbow drop across his opponent then another one, he then grabs Hurse by the hair and lifts him up to his feet before slapping a chop across the chest of the submission champion knocking him back into the corner of the ring, he then charges in with a huge clothesline to Hurse that has him dazed but Magnificent just turns from him and grabs his head throwing him over with a snapmare before slapping his boot across the back of Hurse before running into the far ropes and coming back with a huge boot to the face of his opponent, Magnificent really has some momentum on his side now and just shouts abuse at the fans as he roars with adrenalin, he turns back to Hurse and just picks him up to his knees but Hurse suddenly fires back with a shot to the midsection before falling to all fours, but he gets up and hits Magnificent again before going to all fours again, however before he can get back up Magnificent just boots him across the ribs knocking Hurse onto his back and holding his midsection in some real pain now.)

Dan Douglas:
Magnificent hit that huge move out of nowhere and now its all him, Hurse is completely out of it, ill be surprised if he can see right at the moment.

Billy Mayne:
Can you blame him? He got the Midas Touch from the top rope and it left him sparked out completely I’m surprised he is still alive let alone able to fight back!

Dan Douglas:
It was a devastating move that seems to have changed the tempo of this match now and its Hurse who is receiving the brunt of it.

(Hurse is getting back up in the corner of the ring, Magnificent sees this and walks toward him but angrily Hurse kicks out, just touching Mag enough to have him step back a moment before he walks toward him again and this time slaps a huge chop across the chest of Hurse, but Hurse suddenly fires back with a chop of his own and another and another and another, Hurse finds this fire from somewhere and just goes crazy before hitting Magnificent with a huge European uppercut, but suddenly Magnificent pushes him away and hits a chop of his own and another and another and another knocking him back into the corner, he then holds the head of Hurse back opening up the chest before hitting him with an open hand slap, but Hurse just angrily breaks the arms of Magnificent away from him and throws his opponent into the corner instead hitting more chops of his own really making the chest of Magnificent red raw before he holds him across the turnbuckle as he was just held before slapping a huge open hand chop across the chest of Magnificent making the fans ‘woo’ very loudly, he then grabs the arm of Magnificent holding him on the ropes before throwing him across the ring, Hurse then ducks low but way, way to early allowing Magnificent to slam a boot right into his chest knocking him back up to his vertical base he then charges at Hurse hitting a huge clothesline that sends him inside out before the submission champion hits the mat again! Magnificent slowly stands back to his feet before suddenly calling out to the fans for the Midas Touch again, he turns to Hurse and lifts up to his feet before locking him in a front gantry before smiling at some front row fans, however as he does, Hurse suddenly breaks loose of his grip and drops to the mat before grabbing the ankle of Magnificent taking him down from his vertical base before suddenly grabbing both legs and stepping over the body of the Anarchy Champion and pulling back on the legs, LEGEND LOCK!!! THE FANS SUDDNELY GO NUTS!!!
Magnificent is riving in agony and is absolutely going mad, he shakes his head in pain and just taps wildly on the mat, but Submissions mean nothing here as he just forces himself up with his arms and tries to make his way to the ropes, he crawls across the ring, inches from the bottom rope, but Hurse just suddenly pulls him back across the ring to the centre of it, Magnificent is tapping loudly and is screaming in pain as the fans continue to cheer ever so loudly, he is shaking his head and shouting to the official to do something, anything, but he can’t and Magnificent just continues to tap, he looks like he is getting weaker and weaker, his initial slamming of the hand becoming weak taps on the canvas, until finally Hurse lets go and walks to the corner of the ring allowing the official to make a count,
1…
2…
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Magnificent just crawls to the ropes and grabs the middle one lifting himself to his knees, the official stops the count and Hurse suddenly just comes off the opposite ropes before sitting across the now pain ridden back of the Anarchy Champion, he then runs off the ropes again and comes back hitting the move one more time, Hurse then turns and runs at the ropes again going for the move a third time, but angrily and adrenalin filled Magnificent suddenly stands up and turns to Hurse hitting him with a huge STO on the run that takes him down hard and leaves Magnificent laying on the mat motionless next to him! The fans are even cringing at the move, a ‘holy shit’ chant breaking out from most sides of the large arena.
Magnificent just gets up to all fours, his arm coming round to comfort his lower back before he stands up and stumbles back into the ropes looking very weak, Hurse is up to one knee but Magnificent walks to him and lifts him up by the hair before pushing him back into a corner of the ring and slamming his shoulder into the stomach of Hurse and again and again, he then lifts him up onto the top rope and suddenly climbs to the middle rope going for the Midas Touch from the top rope again, but suddenly Hurse slams a forearm into the face of Magnificent and to the shock of the fans just lifts him up onto his shoulders and stands up on the middle rope, suddenly he leaps off and throws Magnificent forward before outstretching a knee hitting the hardcore icon with a huge gutbuster from the middle rope that has the fans getting louder with there chants as both men just lay on the mat next to each other, Magnificent riving around holding his stomach as Hurse holds the back of his neck, that STO really doing some damage.)

Dan Douglas:
This match has just become an amazingly high impact affair and neither of these men are letting the other one get away with this, both men are giving it all they have!

Billy Mayne:
They are, I knew Magnificent wouldn’t give in to the Legend Lock and he proved me right and now he just needs to get control of things here again and he could win this.

Dan Douglas:
I’m not so sure, he looked like he was about to pass out until Hurse let the move go, but you are right that Magnificent now needs to get up and grab control of this fight.

(Hurse slowly begins to move first, he gets to his knees and then to his feet as Magnificent gets onto all fours, he grabs the Anarchy title holder and lifts him to his feet before hooking his arm and lifting him as if for a suplex, but he throws him forward across the top rope, hanging that painful stomach across it, Mag just drops to his knees on the apron and Hurse sprints across the ring before coming back and hitting a huge dropkick to the stomach and chest of Magnificent knocking him off the apron and to the safety mats below, the shot so hard, his back actually collides with the crowd barrier.
Hurse ignores the referee now and just climbs through the ropes to the outside, he grabs Magnificent and attempts to lift him, but suddenly Magnificent grabs the trunks of Hurse and drags him head first down into the crowd barrier, Hurse stumbles backwards into the apron allowing Magnificent to stand up, he walks across to Hurse and slams a hard right hand into his face knocking Hurse into a stumble along the outside of the ring, he then runs up behind him and runs him along with him before throwing Hurse back first right into the steel steps, the fans are booing loudly now as Magnificent just waves them the finger, he then grabs Hurse and lifts him back up before rolling him in the ring, he slowly rolls in after him and just turns to the fans before shaking his head disgusted, he then looks at Hurse holding his back and points in his face before shouting abuse at him, he grabs the legs of Hurse into the pit of his arms and suddenly turns Hurse over, LEGEND LOCK ON HURSE!! THE FANS ARE GOING NUTS WITH BOOS! Magnificent just shouts abuse wildly at the fans as he really tugs back on the submission causing Hurse to shake his head and grab his face in pain, his entire body going red with agony, the oxygen streaming out of his mouth as he screams with pain, however suddenly to the cheers of the entire arena he just grabs the ankle of Magnificent and tugs it away causing the hold to be broken as Mag slams face first into the canvas, however Hurse has both his legs in hand and suddenly sits back, LEGEND LOCK, LEGEND LOCK, LEGEND LOCK!!! MAGNIFICENT IS SCREAMING IN PAIN, HURSE REVERSED IT!!!)

Dan Douglas:
MY GOD! Hurse reversed Magnificent’s version of his move INTO his move, what a bad mistake by Too Magnificent, the guy is a technical wizard and he just played right into the hands of Hurse!

Billy Mayne:
DAMN IT, NO! What an idiot, what a fucking idiot, Magnificent what were you doing!?!

Dan Douglas:
It was the ego you mentioned earlier Billy, he felt the move lynched in on him and as such he decided to give Hurse a taste of his own medicine, but the first thing any technical expert learns is the way out of his own finishing moves!

(Hurse just locks it in as hard as he can actually grabbing Magnificent from the knees and sitting on the middle of his spine, he roars with intensity as he just allows the sweat from his forehead to pour into his eyes stinging them, but the pain of that is nothing compared to the pain of the move Magnificent is in, he is screaming in agony and slamming his hand on the mat, he reaches for the ropes but they are a long time out of reach, he lifts himself up on his arms and just tries to roar himself across to them but they are far to far and the pain is unbearable suddenly he drops back to the ring and it becomes clear his eyes visibly begin to shut, the official is checking on him and is just watching as finally the eyes of Magnificent close, he stands up and demands Hurse let go off the move, after a brief argument he does and walks to a corner of the ring, tired, hurt, sweating like mad, the official just makes his count,
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There isn’t a stir from Magnificent at all as the fans begin to count with the official.
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Some fans are already cheering as Magnificent hasn’t even made an effort to move.
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The bell sounds as the fans suddenly go nuts with cheers, Hurse drops to his knees on the mat and just rests against the corner as the official tries to revive Magnificent, ‘Breakdown’ bursts through the speaker system as the referee walks over and lifts his arm for the fans to see, he then goes back to Magnificent as Hurse grins from ear to ear and leaves the ring, his eyes locked on the unconscious but ever so brave Too Magnificent.)

Dan Douglas:
It was a great match, another classic and if it wasn’t for that crucial mistake by Too Magnificent this match might well have carried on longer, but the pain got to much for him in the end and he feel unconscious and I don’t blame him one bit, Hurse worked on the legs of Magnificent for a brief period earlier in the match then locked in the Legend Lock earlier on in the match, so Magnificent’s lower body took a lot of trouble in this match.

Billy Mayne:
I can honestly say I’m shocked, but it can’t be denied it was a mistake by Magnificent, one that isn’t normally like him that cost him the match tonight and I honestly feel as if Hurse knows he got away lucky tonight if this match had continued, I think we’d be seeing a different winner right now.

(Hurse just walks through the curtains to the backstage area as Magnificent is slowly bought back to consciousness in the ring, the shot then goes elsewhere.)


CHILL OUT


AWOL is shown with his watch held up in front of his face, strolling back and forth. He seems anxious, while rolling his neck and lowering his arm to his side. Desolation however is standing over the tumbler, yawning throughout the process. He finally stares in the direction of the GM, who is pacing repeatedly.

Desolation: Jesus Christ, would you just stop pacing already, your going to give yourself the runs. What are you so anxious about anyhow? Most the shitty parts of the show are already over by now.

AWOL runs his hand over his bald scalp and glares at Desolation for a moment before shaking his head back and forth.

AWOL: You just don’t get it Desolation. I have some responsibilities here, namely making sure my two handpicked enforcers get here before the Rumble Bash starts in a few minutes.

Desolation: Pfft.....

Desolation flails his hand in the direction of a confused AWOL.

Desolation: Calm down, enforcers are pointless. I mean, you could put Bob and Ron out there and they’d make good enforcers. All you do is stand outside the ring and try to look pretty. Then when someone’s about to win you pull a Mike Tyson, enter the ring and knock them out or eat part of their body, whatever gets more controversy. Now, what’s really important here is me being bored, which everyone should know is a really bad thing. Where are some more people to fuck with?

The GM continues to rub at his bald scalp before shrugging his shoulders.

AWOL: I don’t know, I think everyone’s already made their picks by now. I mean the Bash is in literally five minutes from now. Anyone who came through that door looking for a number would have to be an idiot.

Suddenly the door to the GM’s office opens but slams hard behind the back of the individual who has entered. The crowd responds with absolutely disgust as Orlando Cruze saunters forward into the camera’s frame with a pear of expensive shades on the tip of his nose, dressed for in ring competition. Desolation and AWOL turn to acknowledge his presence as the World Champion overlooks him with a smirk.

Desolation: AWOL, you must be a psychic. What are you doing here? Want to draw another number for your over inflated ego.

Orlando places his hands on his stomach while leaning back and laughing into the air, very sarcastically that is.

Orlando: Oh hardy har, har, how hilarious. Too bad that’s the only thing your good at Desolation, cracking jokes and making an ass out of yourself.

Desolation: Well, there are those traits, on top of another one that I like, but has gotten a bit redundant. My insatiable ability to keep pinning you.

The Icon shakes his head while smiling before he reaches up and slides the sunglasses off of his nose.

Cruze: Well, I think you’ll learn that lightning never strikes the same place twice. With that said, I just came back here to give you some words of advice.

Desolation smirks as he rolls his eyes.

Orlando: I want you to know that it probably wouldn’t be a good idea to try and get under my skin, seeing as I’m destined to win the Rumble Bash tonight. Which means, with Hurse’s retirement, that will leave the Weapon’s Lair one on one. Which also means, if you haven’t gotten the point by now which I doubt you have, that it’s going to be the rematch that I’ve been killing for, you versus me. There will be no one there to watch your back this time, because I’ll have you all to myself inside of the Weapon’s Lair. So I suggest you be on your best behavior, or face the consequences for your actions in one of the most brutal, bloody beat downs you’ve ever received.

With a condescending smirk Orlando places his sunglasses back over his eyes.

Cruze: After all, you should ask your wife what happens to people who cross me in the Weapon’s Lair.

At the conclusion of this statement, a chuckle escapes Desolation’s lips, lowering his head before he steps forward and glares straight into the eyes of the Icon. For once Desolation actually appears serious.

Desolation: You know, even though I’ve done it about fifty times already, it will be a little entertaining to re-introduce you to the Dark Man inside of the Weapon’s Lair.

The World Champion steps back as he overlooks the Icon speculatively.

Desolation: That is of course if you can actually survive tonight’s match.

AWOL: Which you might want to run along too right now Cruze, because it’s starting in just a few seconds.

With that said Orlando steps back, nodding and smiling as he overlooks both men.

Orlando: Both of you don’t think I have a chance? Well, it will be a pleasure to prove you wrong tonight, hahahaha.

Orlando exits the dressing room quickly, trying to get ready for the Rumble Bash, even if he is the final entry into the match. Desolation turns and raises an eyebrow in the direction of AWOL.

Desolation: Can that statement have been anymore cliche?

AWOL shrugs his shoulders before a ringing can be heard from the interior of his jacket pocket. Anxiously, AWOL reaches into his pocket and removes his phone, lifting it to his ear.

AWOL: Yeah, yeah.... They’re here? Excellent! Just make sure to keep them apart before the match, I’m on my way right now.

AWOL lowers the phone into his pocket and marches out, leaving Desolation alone in his dressing room. The Dark Man glances back and forth slowly, unsure of what to do with himself before he turns to stare at the desk in the corner of the room. He now slaps his hands together and rubs his palms against one another excitedly.

Desolation: When will these GM’s ever learn to stop leaving me alone in their offices? It just makes it way to tempting.


VIDEO PACKAGE: ONLY ONE


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As the countdown appears across the screen set to a black background, the final digit explodes in a rapture of fire. Immediately images of different grappler’s faces take up the scene, rather it’s the wide eyes of Too Magnificent, or the calm, serene expression of Aurora Rose.

Dan: Who’s going to win the Rumble Bash? Who’s going to Paranoia IV?

Intense music begins to play in the background as images of Riggs are shown double chopping the sternum of Chris Rushmore. We see him hitting that brutal Michinoku Driver variation. It then cuts to him standing up and spinning in a circle as he freezes on screen, his entire body turning black and white as his name appears next to him.

Riggs: The Rumble Bash is my night, my chance to open eyes.

Riggs is showcased double chopping Rushmore again and taking him down to the canvas before showcasing him walking through the fans disgruntled. It cuts to a shot of Nathan Creed rushing across the ring and diving through the ropes straight on top of someone at ringside. We then see him locking the Courtesy Call on Jackson Adams, placing him in the Submission with the music playing in the background still, picking up in intensity. Creed is then shown flying off the top rope, going for a headbunt it appears before he is frozen on the screen, turning in a bright blue hue while his name appears next to him on the screen.

Nathan: The future is now, and nothing will stop me from moving onto Paranoia to become the World Heavyweight Champion!

Creed is showcased delivering a vicious big boot to Hurse’s back before cutting to him delivering the half nelson back breaker on Demon. Suddenly another series of scenes showcases Jackson Adams, hoisting an individual into the air and delivering the Double Take. We also see him hitting the Unprettier on several different opponents, not to mention his version of the C4, the Spectacular Ending on Robin Brooks.

Jackson: There’s one man who deserves that shot at the World title, and baby, I’m that man.

Jackson is shown with his arms extended out to his sides as he spins in circles, freezing on screen though as he’s overtaken with a bright green hue. His name materializes on the screen next to him as well. The shot is cut into and replaced with a video of Orlando Cruze, delivering the Rock Bottom on Desolation, planting the World Champion hard to the canvas. It switches to a shot of him locking in the crossface on Johnny Kingdom, before shifting into a scene where he flies from the top rope and hits his missile dropkick. As he hoists Crazy Eddie into the air with the Rock Bottom, the screen freezes and the Icon is wrapped with a golden hue, his name flying from the corner of the screen, diagonal to the position of his body.

Cruze: I’ve been screwed, I’ve been humiliated, I’ve been shafted out of what is mine, and now nothing, not a thing on this planet will keep me from what is mine; the World Heavyweight title.

The coloring vanishes as Orlando completes the Rock Bottom on Eddge. It switches to Cruze standing on the turnbuckle, shooting his arm above his head and looking towards the rafter with a smirk.

Robin: You may look at me and think I have no chance, but I’m here to set some new standards, and the Rumble Bash gives me the chance to redefine who I am.

Robin jumps onto the top rope and flies through the air with the shooting star press right on top of the Hell’s Angels at ringside. It shifts into a replay of her spinning heel kicking someone to the face as well as delivering a huge moonsault on top of one of her opponents. As she jumps to the top rope again and takes flight her image freezes and she appears in a purple hue, her name swirling from the background to the forefront of the camera. The music kicks up in the background as Demon and Trojan are featured catching Bitchcakes McPhee with a brutal double team move. Scenes from their indy career are featured as they connect with more vicious double teams on their opponents. Demon is shown hitting the Styles Clash while Trojan is showcased connecting with a hesitation dropkick to the face of Hurse hanging in the tree of woe.

Demon: No little bitches, and no minorities are going to steal our opportunity. They take enough from the working man, and now it’s time for us to take some back.

Demon and Trojan are showcased moving towards the ring with Tim May between them before they all three freeze with a brown hue surrounding them. Their names fly up from the bottom of the screen and settle over top of them. A drunken Bitchcakes McPhee takes up the screen now, staggering towards the ring with a beer bottle held up to his lips. He almost tumbles down to the ramp before he freezes on screen, being surrounded by a lime green hue in the process of passing out.

Bitchcakes: Um, what am I suppose to say?

McPhee is now shown hitting a big boot to the face of Demon, before cutting to a shot of him hitting his patented jumping DDT on Ryan Mills. The lyrics continue to pick up intro a faster pace as we bare witness to the video packages focus on Isaac Saine as he connects with a huge moonsault on top of Jackson Adams. It quickly cuts into him delivering the Psychotic Episode on John Torretto, as well as hitting that same move on several different opponents.

Isaac: I’ve been denied entry into the last two Weapon’s Lair matches, I will not be stopped from entering the third and main eventing Paranoia IV.

Isaac is shown standing on the turnbuckle as he raises the Livewire title in the air, he freezes on the screen as the letters of his name spill from the surface of his belt.

Too Magnificent: There’s no structure on this earth that can contain Too Magnificent. No cage, and no Weapon’s Lair.

The music gets a bit more twisted at the sight of Too Magnificent strangling Hurse with a shoe lace before it switches to him hitting the Midas Touch on Nathan Creed. It switches abruptly to him getting a running start and big booting someone hard to the face, spit flying from his opponent’s face. They both freeze on the screen now, covered in a bright white hue. New images begin to take up the screen though, featuring the contorted, hideous sight of Saul’s face as it stares through a camera lens. Various snapshots are taken of his face and reproduced repeatedly.

Saul: You have no idea what horrors your in store for, no idea...

The image of Saul’s face on the camera freezes and turns to a dark crimson hue. The color around his face breaks off like dripping blood and spells out his name in the corner of the screen.

Douglas: There are so many names coming out for this match, so many wanting that shot at Paranoia IV!

Aurora Rose is featured flying through the air and connecting with her version of the stratusfaction, before shifting to a shot of Jon Rich delivering the flying elbow. We see a close up of Blood’s face as he turns in circles, appearing deranged. It then cuts through all the faces of those involved in this match, in different action stills. Everyone from Saul to Demon, from Isaac Saine to Hurse. Every face of all those involved in this match quickly flash across the screen, before it ends with the Weapon’s Lair descending around the ring and an image of Desolation standing amongst the crowd with the World title above his head.

Douglas: Who is going to Paranoia!?!.....Paranoia!?!......Paranoia!?!?!


THE RUMBLE BASH
WINNER GOES TO PARANOIA IV


The show returns to the ring where Kaily Worf is located, microphone clutched in hand and a bright smile on her lovely features, adorned in a sparkling white dress.

Kaily: Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for the Rumble Bash match....

A huge reaction comes from the anxious fans as Kaily smiles politely and excitedly.

Kaily: The rules of this match are simple. The match will start with the number 1, and number 2 entries with a new superstar joining in every two minutes. The winner will be the last person standing in the ring, after all others have been eliminated with both feet touching the floor. The winner will then earn the right to challenge the World Heavyweight Champion at Paranoia IV, inside of the Weapon’s Lair!

The crowd is just screaming with excitement, buzzed with anticipation.

Douglas: This is it Billy. This is the one we’ve been waiting for, a match unlike any other. The Rumble Bash.

Mayne: Enough talk, enough discussion, Billy want Rumble Bash now.

YOU BETTER GO AWAY

Oddly, and unexpectedly, GM AWOL’s entrance music cuts through the PA system and causes the entire arena to react with cheers. Everyone goes nuts as through the curtains strides last year’s Rumble Bash winner, and former two time World Heavyweight Champion, AWOL. He emerges onto the stage with a microphone in hand and a nice power suit wrapped around him.

Douglas: Wait a minute, AWOL coming out here before the Bash could start, and he’s not dressed for physical action.

Mayne: Of course he’s not, he hides behind his desk nowadays.

AWOL looks around at the screaming fans, all of them pumped for the main event to get started.

AWOL: Ladies and gentlemen, and those with confusion over your sexual orientation, I’m looking at you Billy.

AWOL points towards the announce table at a shocked and offended Billy Mayne.

AWOL: I’m sorry to interrupt. Well, actually, no I’m not, but that’s a different story. The reason I’ve come out here is because I made a promise to replace the inept officials with two men who I know are not going to be manipulated, are not going to be threatened. So without further......

You suck AWOL!!

A fan shouts this from the stands as AWOL turns, shaking his head and pointing him out.

AWOL: Hey pal, I don’t come to your work and slap the dick out of your mouth, so shut the fuck up and let me finish.

The crowd cheers and laughs accordingly while AWOL continues.

AWOL: As I was saying, it’s now time to introduce the two gentlemen who will serve as special ring enforcers for this match. The first gentleman I think many of you know, if your as unfortunate as me that is. He’s the guy that has controversy swirling constantly around him like a freshman’s head in a toilet bowl, I give you, Lethal Weapon!

A huge response is heard from the fans as Weapon’s theme music hits the PA system and through the curtains strides none other than ULW Legend, Lethal Weapon. A striped shirt is stuck to his body, with black gym pants on below. He stops on the stage and raises his fist into the air, getting a huge response from the crowd.

Douglas: Wow, Lethal Weapon back in a ULW arena? I never thought I’d see the day.

Mayne: Well, it’s obvious AWOL’s first announcement is a bust, hopefully he has someone better waiting in the wings.

AWOL swallows his pride and shakes Lethal’s hand as Weapon starts towards the ring.

AWOL: And secondly, I’m sure I don’t need to build this guy up, because he does enough of that himself, he is Johnny Kingdom!

The arena surprisingly goes nuts as “Wake Up” by the Lost Prophets begins to play over the PA system, tying into the revelation of Kingdom. Johnny strolls through the curtains and stands on the stage with a smug expression on his face as he smells the air and looks towards the heavens. Weapon has stopped on the ramp, staring up at Kingdom with a repulsed, shocked expression on his face. He begins to yell at AWOL now who will hear not of it.

Mayne: Has AWOL been reading my complaint letters? He must have, because we’re graced yet again with the godly presence of Johnny Kingdom!!

Douglas: I cannot believe, we’re seeing Lethal Weapon and Johnny Kingdom, two of the most controversial athletes in ULW history, in a ULW arena again. This is shocking. Oh, and Billy, we all know the only letters your write are addressed to the Hustler forum.

Kingdom smirks at Weapon who seems flustered with his presence, still arguing with AWOL who puts his hand to Lethal’s chest, holding him at bay.

AWOL: So without further ado, let’s get this metaphorical party started!

AWOL drops his microphone and turns around, stepping through the curtains with the cheering fans left behind. Lethal and Kingdom both step up into one another’s faces on the ramp, Johnny smirking and Weapon fuming. They turn and make their way down the ramp though, fulfilling their job duties for the evening.

Mayne: Yes, finally, let’s get this show on the road.

The light's Dim Down and a Red spot light circles the stage...

Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
If you've ever known anyone
Bring the violence
It's significant
To the life
Can you feel it?

Violence Fetish by Disturbed blares out over the arena to the huge ovation from the fan's Many shot's of Bloddied opponent's appear on screen... Too Magnifcent, Nathan Creed, Bullseye, Michael Synclaire, Killjoy, Hurse and many more... these images are replaced with the well known Deamonic Mask of One Isaac Saine... his bright Blue eyes glaring through and a psychotic chuckle echoes throughout the arena. The curtains part and "The Sadistic One" Isaac Saine steps out onto the stage with a Demented look in his eyes and the Livewire title over his shoulder... He slowly makes his way down to the ring and slides under the ropes into the ring... he walks to the near turnbuckle and climbs it before looking out into the crowd with a smirk as the fan's chant his name... he jumps off and crouches down in the corner, cups his hands and stares into the centre of the ring...

Douglas: Well, I cannot believe this one ladies and gentlemen, Isaac Saine starting off the Rumble Bash, and boy oh boy does he look pumped up for this one. This is the second time he’s received the number 1 spot in the Rumble Bash. The first time was voluntarily.

Mayne: Yeah, but he’s starting from number one, how does he have a chance in hell of winning this thing? And more importantly who is going to come out here to be the second entry into this contest?

The lights dim as black light fade on in the ringside area; Faint by Linkin Park hits the sound system. Blue and green spotlights start blinking and roaming their way through out the audience as Jackson Adams Step through the curtain an arrogant, yet cocky smile stretches across his features. He slowly walks to the ring pointing to himself, and mouthing to the crowd how much better he is. He reaches the steps and walks up them slowly, walking along the ring apron now, he stops and takes one last look up the ramp and at the crowd before wiping his feet cockily on the ring apron, before stepping through the ropes. As he walks to the center of the ring he lifts his arms as if he was accepting the loud chorus of boos from the crowd, as he slowly spins in a circle and the lights return to normal.

Mayne: Oh my God, Jackson Adams is the second entry into the Rumble Bash? Do you know what this means? We’re going to see both Adams and Isaac collide yet again.

Douglas: This certainly is a surprising turn of events, one that I didn’t expect whatsoever. Hopefully this doesn’t degenerate into the type of brawl that River Angelus and Silencer did last year at the Rumble Bash starting off this match.

Jackson Adams is standing in the corner, glaring straight across the man who beat him for the Livewire title at War of the Worlds before Saine steps forward and pulls the belt off of his shoulder. He points at the gold, then down at the canvas, demanding that Jackson bring it. Adams looks around speculatively at the crowd before shaking his head and starting forward. He points at the title with his cast covered arm, then motions at himself, stating that the belt is still his before Isaac nods then drops the gold. He slaps Adams hard across the face immediately, causing Jackson to turn away from Saine and hold his jaw. He rubs at it in a state of disbelief, looking very flustered before he turns towards Isaac and throws a fist. Saine ducks it by grabbing Jackson’s arm, swinging around under it and placing him in the arm ringer. He twists at the arm repeatedly before he switches things up by turning his back and placing it to Adams’, he then hooks the other arm of Adams and falls down sideways to the canvas, connecting with a quick arm drag. Jackson flips over sideways and crashes across the canvas before getting to his knees, not looking whatsoever happy as he rushes to his feet and steps towards the rising Saine. Before Isaac can get to his feet, Jackson clamps on the side headlock, keeping his opponent in a kneeling base.

Saine starts to push himself up to his feet before reaching up with his hand and grabbing the back of Adams’ hair. Jackson bends forward, sliding backwards under the arm of Isaac and getting behind his back before he clamps on a sleeper hold now. The crowd boos at the sight of this while Isaac remains on his knees but starts to get to his feet. Suddenly he changes up his gameplan though and scoots across his knees between Adams’ legs. He reaches up and grabs a hold of one of Jackson’s arms that are wrapped around his neck throughout the process. He scoots free of the sleeper and ends up on his knees behind Adams’ back with the AG member’s arm pulled between his legs. Quickly Saine stands up behind him and reaches out, hooking his other arm, placing him in a pumphandle position before lifting him quickly into the air and onto his shoulder, about to press slam him down to the canvas. Jackson slides off of his shoulder though and lands on his feet behind his back, immediately wrapping his arm around the neck of Saine and starting to bend him over backwards in position for the reverse DDT. Saine spins around out of the position for the move though and places his hands to the gut of Adams, shoving him backwards into the cables. Jackson hits them spine first before coming back in at the Psychotic One, who reaches out and places his hands to the gut and stomach of the former Livewire Champion. He gorilla presses him into the air only for Adams to slide off of his hands and land on his feet behind Isaac. With great speed, Adams steps forward and wraps his arms around Isaac’s neck, placing him in the sleeper hold yet again. The crowd boos this before Saine rushes forward at the cables and then drops down right in front of them, launching Jackson off the sleeper and into the top rope gut first. He strikes it and then falls over the ropes onto the apron, about to crash to the outside mats. He grabs the middle rope though, and keeps from doing so.

Mayne: Oh my, Adams almost eliminated from the Rumble Bash!

Douglas: Talk about a close call for Jackson, that would be the second time he tasted defeat at the hands of Isaac Saine.

Billy: That would probably have to make him kill himself.

Adams keeps a hold of the cables as he pulls himself up onto the apron, appearing stunned that he was almost eliminated, especially this early in the contest. As he gets to his feet, Isaac steps in and slaps him hard across the side of the face again. Spit flies from Jackson’s mouth, as he almost tumbles off the apron, yet he keeps his hands on the top rope, keeping from being eliminated somehow. Isaac reaches over the ropes and grabs Jackson by the hair, pulling his head forward into the front gantry before Saine hoists Adams into the air now and over the cables, going for the vertical suplex. Jackson floats over his shoulder though and lands on his feet right behind Isaac’s back. He immediately grabs both of Saine’s arms, turning him around and placing him in position for the Unprettier. Isaac pushes his arms away though and buries his shoulder into Jackson’s spine, setting for what looks like the back drop suplex. He hoists Adams into the air, about to drop him in reverse over the cables behind their backs before Jackson turns in mid-air and ends up locking his arm around Isaac’s neck. He pulls him forward straight into the DDT. Isaac’s head crashes off of the canvas before he flops over onto his seat, looking slightly out of it after the impact, Adams turning onto his knees and scooting up behind him quickly. He once again locks his arms around Isaac’s neck, applying the sleeper and keeping Saine grounded on the canvas.

Isaac refuses to stay down though, trying to force himself up onto his feet before he reaches up and grabs Jackson’s cast covered arm, pulling it away from his throat. He switches around behind it on his seat and uses it to pull Jackson forward down to the canvas, trying to lock what appears to be a fujiwara on upon the injured part of the Alpha Generation member’s body. Jackson tucks his head and rolls forward though across the canvas, turning around and rushing in with a running knee. Isaac moves out of the way of it, reaching out and grabbing the back of Jackson’s other leg as he hoists it into the air. Adams is sent crashing onto his back as his legs are swept out from under him, Saine turning around and grabbing his injured arm. He twists Jackson’s battered arm over backwards into the top wrist lock now, really cinching in the submission. Jackson kicks both of his legs, trying to get out of the hold that Isaac has him so expertly locked in.

Jackson reaches up and digs his fingers into the eye sockets of Isaac’s mask though, pulling down on Saine’s head and reaching up with his legs. He turns his body slightly to wrap his legs around Isaac’s head and drag him down into the head scissors. Jackson gets to his knuckles now and turns his body towards Isaac’s, causing Saine’s chin to almost be pinned to his chest at a gruesome angle. Jackson begins to do push ups now with a huge grin on his face, causing the fans to boo furiously. Jackson grins widely though before Saine nips up out of the head scissors and lands surprisingly on his feet, with great athletic prowess. He turns towards Adams who rolls sideways across the canvas and then rushes to his feet. As he does, Saine steps in and grabs his injured arm, swinging around under it and placing him in the arm ringer yet again. The crowd cheers the sight of this before Adams steps sideways towards the ropes and then reaches out, grabbing Isaac’s hand and falling sideways towards the cables. He drags Isaac, who was trying to hold his arm into the top rope, forcing Saine to strike it gut first and now hang over it. Adams gets to his feet and grabs Isaac’s leg, lifting it into the air, and trying to force him over the top rope to the outside. The clock appears in the corner of the screen, slowly counting down from ten.

Mayne: Adams looking to eliminate Isaac now, yes, yes! Get your sweet revenge!

Douglas: That he is, but more importantly, the timer is now ticking down, meaning we’re ten seconds from a new entry into this Rumble Bash match. Who’s it gonna be?

Isaac is still holding onto the top rope, both of his arms wrapped around it as Jackson keeps lifting on his leg, trying to force him over to the outside.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1....

The buzzer sounds in the background as the crowd rises to see who is about to step out from the backstage area. Suddenly Riggs’ music hits the PA system, causing the crowd to have a loud mixed reaction. Through the curtains strides the gothic newcomer himself, staring straight at the squared circle and shaking his head in repulsion before he rushes down the ramp.

Douglas: Riggs drew number 3, and he is now on his way into this Rumble Bash!

Mayne: Now he has a reason to be so gothic and depressed, by drawing such an absolutely crummy number.

Riggs rushes towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope, getting to his feet quickly and stepping up behind Jackson, who is shouting for him to help eliminate Isaac. Instead Riggs grabs Jackson by the shoulder and spins him around before connecting with a double knife edge chop straight across Adams’ chest. Jackson falls back first into the cables before Riggs spins around and kicks him hard to the gut with a back heel shot and then grabs him by the wrist. Riggs whips Jackson across the ring only for Adams to put the breaks on it and spin around. Riggs pulls him forward though into his own body before Adams drops down into a baseball slide between his legs. The crowd screams as Adams stands up and grabs Riggs by the back of the head and wrist, rushing him at the cables in front of them and throwing him into them. Riggs charges into the ropes and then flips over forward though. He places both hands to the canvas while the back of his legs strike the top rope. He ricochets off of them and then lands on his feet before jumping into the air and turning in mid flight, connecting with a hard buzzsaw kick to Adams’ face. Jackson is taken off of his feet and sent rolling across the canvas, holding his noggin. Riggs lands on his hands and knees before spinning around, bent forward and shaking both of his arms in a disturbing manner. He sticks two finger under his jaw and gets the crowd to surprisingly cheer loudly, that is before Isaac blasts him over the back with a clubbing blow, knocking him forward into the cables.

Riggs bounces off the cables back first and comes back in before Saine hits him with a hard running lariat, taking him down to the canvas across his back. Isaac spins in a circle now while bending forward and mimicking Riggs, causing the crowd to have a mixed reaction. Saine pulls his head back and acts surprised by their response before shrugging his shoulder and raising his elbow as he drops it towards the down Riggs. Suddenly Riggs rolls out of the way, causing Isaac’s elbow to connect with nothing but pure canvas. He sits up, reaching for his arm as Riggs stands up and steps to his side, grabbing the arm and folding it over backwards into the top wrist lock. He drops down on his knees beside Isaac, continuing to fold the arm over backwards with the fans still mixed on their response. The seated Isaac tries to fight his way up and out of this but is still held down by Riggs before Adams steps behind the ULW newcomer and bends forward. He wraps his arms around Riggs’ neck, applying the sleeper hold while Riggs keeps the top wrist lock applied. The crowd starts to put their hands together at the sight of this while Riggs refuses to give up the hold on Isaac, who is trying to force himself upward. Riggs starts to stand in the hope of fighting his way free of this sleeper and keeping the top wrist lock established on Saine.

Mayne: A unique scenario here with Adams locking in the sleeper and Riggs locking in the top wrist lock. I’ve never seen anything quite like this.

Douglas: You’ve lived a very sheltered life then.

Isaac gets to his with his arm still being bent over backwards over his shoulder by Riggs, Jackson still locking his arms around the gothic veteran’s neck. Suddenly Riggs turns his body, and with one free arm reaches up, wrapping it around Jackson’s neck, while using his other hand to keep Saine’s arm twisted over in reverse. He steps forward and drops down seat first into the canvas, pulling Isaac down across his back with a slam while still in the top wrist lock, and dragging Jackson into a jaw breaker at the same time. The crowd puts their hands together in shock while Jackson stands up, holding his jaw and backing into the crowd. Isaac rolls across the canvas, gripping his arm and shaking it repeatedly. Riggs turns on his seat and stands up quickly before stepping towards Adams and beginning to slug him repeatedly in the face while he is leaning against the corner spine first. Riggs steps to his side and connects with another double knife edge chop across his sternum. Jackson’s legs kick into the air as a result while Saine starts to rise to his feet, still shaking off his arm. Riggs bends forward and sticks his head under Jackson’s thigh, he stands up, hoisting Adams into the air and trying to force him over the cables backwards, attempting to the best of his abilities to eliminate the Alpha Generation member from this match. Jackson is reaching back and wrapping both arms around the top cables on opposite sides of the corner though, keeping himself from being eliminated. He refuses to be forced from the ring as Saine steps in and slugs Riggs to the ribs, causing him to bend forward. He turns towards Saine who bionic elbows him to the forehead, Riggs almost being knocked over. Saine grabs Riggs by the wrist and whips him across the ring towards the opposite corner. However, Riggs reverses the whip, instead sending Saine into the other corner. Isaac turns and hits it back first hard before Riggs comes rushing in only for Saine to launch his foot up straight into his opponent’s foot. Riggs is knocked in reverse, staggering and dazed before Saine comes rushing out of the corner with a lariat. Riggs ducks it though while behind his back, Jackson steps out of the corner and jumps into the air. Isaac runs right into a huge spinning heel kick directly to his face from Jackson, sending both men crashing into the canvas.

Isaac wraps his hands around his face while Jackson ends up on his back beside him, both men sprawled out over the ring as Riggs turns and rushes across the squared circle. He jumps over both men and continues into the opposite ropes before jumping onto the second one and springing off with a lionsault. He comes crashing down straight into the canvas though as both Isaac and Jackson roll out of the way in the nick of time. Riggs rises to his knees, covering his sternum before he falls onto his back, appearing to be in a great deal of pain.

The timer again appears in the corner of the screen.

Mayne: Oh no, the countdown has started again, we’re ten seconds away from yet another entry into the Rumble Bash!

Douglas: That’s right Billy, we’re two minutes in and no eliminations yet, but there’s certainly been plenty of in ring action. Who’s going to join this foray?

Riggs gets to his knees as both Adams and Isaac steps to both sides of him, glaring into one another’s faces. They nod their heads for a brief second before they both double buzzsaw kick Riggs straight to both sides of his sternum. The shot knocks him over backwards onto his spine with the crowd putting their hands together at the sight of Adams and Isaac actually working together.

7, 8, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1......!

HELLRIDER!

The crowd starts to scream with anger as Trojan comes bolting through the curtains and onto the stage, one half the tag team, Hell’s Angels. He rushes towards the squared circle. Inside, Adams points down at Riggs, drawing Isaac’s attention towards him before Jackson slugs him across the face. Saine is knocked backwards before Jackson starts to kick him to the gut repeatedly, and drive right hands into the side of his head.

Dan: Trojan of the Hell’s Angels now in this Rumble Bash!

Mayne: And within the first four minutes the match has already went to hell!

Johnny Kingdom steps in front of Trojan for a second, motioning towards his referee shirt, as the big man eyes him with scrutiny. He shakes his head with repulsion as Lethal steps towards Kingdom and shoves him out of Trojan’s way. Johnny turns around to face Weapon who steps forward, motioning towards his own referee shirt, and then towards Kingdom’s. Lethal seems red in the face, ready to strike before Johnny just chuckles and blows him off, walking away while shaking his head. Trojan slides into the ring now as Jackson turns towards Trojan and charges right into a big boot from the large enforcer of the Hell’s Angels. The shot knocks Jackson through a loop and onto his back before Isaac comes rushing in at Trojan who bends forward and catches him against his shoulders. He drops back into a huge Somoan slam, the crowd groaning the impact. As Trojan gets up now he turns towards Riggs who swings through the air and connects with a cross kick to the chest of the big man. Trojan is staggered as Riggs hits him with a double knife edge chop, and then does it again. The strikes cause Trojan to spiral in reverse before Riggs grabs him by the wrist, trying to whip him across the ring. Trojan reaches back and hooks his arm around the top rope though, resisting the attempt by Riggs before the newcomer steps back and then moves forward with a straight kick under Trojan’s jaw. The shot almost knocks him backwards over the cables before Riggs grabs him by the wrist and whips him across the ring. Trojan hits the cables back first and comes back in at Riggs who bends forward, going for the back drop. Trojan stops short of him though and catches both of his arms, before lifting Riggs into the air, throwing him up on top of his shoulders and then drives him down to the canvas with a version of the tiger bomb.

Riggs hits the canvas across his spine and arches his back from the canvas in anguish before Trojan turns around and charges straight at the rising Jackson. Adams ducks his lariat though, getting behind the back of Trojan, who spins around and walks right into a dropkick to the chest. Trojan is taken down hard to the canvas across his back before Jackson stands up and turns towards Isaac, who catches him with a running forearm, knife edge chop combination to the sternum. Adams is knocked down to the canvas across his back before Isaac begins to stomp at his forehead repeatedly. Saine is wearing him down before reaching out and grabbing hold of his hair. Riggs stands up, holding his spine though and stepping in, kicking straight upward into the masked face of Saine. Isaac stands up straight and staggers back first into the cables when Riggs comes rushing in with a huge burst of speed. Suddenly Saine bends forward and catches him against his shoulders, elevating him over the ropes, almost to the outside. Riggs reaches out and grabs the top rope though, landing on his feet upon the apron. He almost slips off though, seconds from finding himself eliminated as Saine steps back towards the center of the ring and spots Riggs still on the apron. He rushes forward when Riggs jumps into the air and turns his body, landing with his shins on top of Isaac’s shoulders. He wraps his legs around his neck before letting go of the ropes and turning his body, pulling Saine forward with a head scissors into the cables. Isaac hits them gut first and falls over the top cable, but reaches up and grabs hold of it, landing back first on the apron and keeping himself from being eliminated.

Douglas: Isaac and Riggs close to eliminating one another there. There still hasn’t been an elimination yet, and this ring is already starting to fill with talent.

Mayne: Indeed, this match only has four men in it and yet it’s already getting out of control.

Riggs steps towards the rising Isaac who headbunts his opposition over the ropes. Riggs backs up, holding his forehead before he slips through the cables and bounces back first off the cables. He comes rushing forward and spinning around for a roaring elbow when Riggs side steps him though and places his arm across his chest. He drops down to a single knee and pulls Isaac down with a STO back breaker across the other one. Isaac bounces off and falls sideways onto the canvas while Riggs starts to rise to his feet, only for his head to almost be taken off with a running lariat by Trojan. The force of the impact causes Riggs to flip over and crash across the back of his head and shoulders while Trojan falls to a crawling base as a result. Jackson steps in and begins to slug Trojan to the side of the face repeatedly. The Alpha Generation member seems to be wearing him down before he turns and rushes into the ropes in front of Trojan, bouncing off and coming back in at the Hell’s Angels member who stands up. He buries his shoulder into Jackson’s gut, hoisting him into the air and then driving him down hard into the canvas with a brutal spinebuster. Jackson goes into convulsions as a result while Trojan jumps to his feet and slaps his chest, looking all motivated while the crowd has a mixed reaction.

Trojan is still shouting downward, straight at Jackson, shouting profanities while not even noticing Johnny Kingdom jumping onto the apron behind him. Kingdom starts to shout something in the direction of Trojan, who spins around to face him with a foul expression on his face, Johnny looking as pompous as ever.

Kingdom: Learn something else besides power moves you walking cliche!

Trojan points at him and steps towards the ropes in anger before Lethal grabs Kingdom by the ankle and pulls on it. This forces Johnny to drop off the apron and land on the mats right in front of Weapon, who once again shoves the former year long World Champion. Johnny is knocked in reverse into a stagger with Lethal again appearing furious over Kingdom’s actions. Johnny brushes his shirt off and smirks with cockiness before turning his back to Weapon and walking off. Trojan has his upper body stuck over the cables now, shouting down at Kingdom when Riggs and Isaac stand up behind him and stagger forward. They both grab one of Trojan’s legs each and hoist them into the air, causing Trojan to flip forward and fall over the ropes to the outside of the ring. The crowd scream as Trojan has now been eliminated from the Rumble Bash, landing on his posterior on the outside mats.

Mayne: Hahaha, yes, yes, Trojan has been eliminated from the Rumble Bash! God must love me.

Douglas: I cannot believe this, thus far, Lethal Weapon is the only one taking this officiating job seriously. Kingdom just played a major hand in Trojan’s elimination.

Trojan stands up and tries to get at Kingdom, who has his back turned towards him, walking around with a pompous smile. Lethal gets in Trojan’s way though, placing his hands to the massive man’s chest and holding him at bay while motioning for him to leave the ringside area. Trojan appears irate before he does so, the countdown starting in the corner of the screen again. Inside of the ring, Riggs has pushed Isaac stomach first against the ropes and is trying to lift his leg into the air, to shove him over to the outside.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

The buzzer hits in the background as the fans rise to see who’s about to emerge through the curtains. School of Hard Knox now hits the PA system and causes the crowd to get to their feet, having a loud mixed reaction. Through the curtains rushes Roxas Knoxx, charging the ring quickly.

Mayne: The attractive newcomer, Roxas Knoxx on her way to the ring, and this match just got elevated, in more ways than one.

Douglas: And apparently the announce table just got slightly elevated as well, but not by much.

The crowd is still having a mixed reaction as Roxas jumps onto the apron and grabs the top rope. She now pulls herself up onto it feet first before launching herself off straight at a standing Jackson. She connects with a huge forearm directly to the face of Adams, knocking both athletes down to the canvas. Adams is taken down to the canvas across his back while Roxas rolls onto her spine and then nips up onto her feet. She turns in circles, getting the fans motivated before turning around to face Riggs, who has stepped away from Isaac. He moves forward and kicks her to the gut before grabbing her head and placing it between his legs. He wraps his arms around her waist and hoists her into the air onto his shoulder then charges at the cables for the awesome bomb. Roxas slides off of his shoulder, and lands on her feet behind Riggs back, turning towards Isaac, who comes charging in with a big boot. Knox ducks it though and causes Isaac’s boot to connect with the jaw of Riggs, who turns around and can’t move out of the way in time. The impact knocks Riggs in reverse over the cables, landing on the apron though and hooking his forearm around the middle one, somehow keeping from being eliminated. Isaac turns around to face Roxas who jumps into the air, and lands right on top of his shoulders, going for the hurricane. Isaac catches her around the waist though and drops down into a high impact sit-down powerbomb though, driving her hard into the canvas. Roxas rolls across the ring in pain before Saine gets to his feet slowly, Jackson suddenly rushing in though and catching him around the neck. He hits a quick running swinging neckbreaker, pulling Saine around so that his head crashes hard into the canvas. Isaac sits up, holding the back of his neck before Adams gets to his feet and jumps into the air. He gets some hang time before hitting a hesitation dropkick directly to the back of Saine’s neck. Isaac rolls across the canvas, holding his skull before Adams gets to his feet and steps towards Riggs who has risen to a standing base on the apron. He bends forward and drives his shoulder through the cables straight into Riggs’ gut. The shot almost takes him off the apron, yet he holds onto the top rope, keeping from tumbling to the outside.

Jackson pulls his head and shoulder back before launching it through the cables again, Riggs side steps his head though and then launches his shin upward into Adams’ face. The sound of the kick echos throughout the arena before Adams stands up and staggers in reverse, Roxas getting to her feet and then rushing in. She steps up behind Jackson and connects with a step up enzugari to the back of his head. The shot sends Adams charging forward into the ropes and landing chest and jaw first on the middle cable. His arms fall over the middle rope as Riggs turns and rushes across the apron, jumping forward and connecting with a front dropkick to the side of Adams’ face. The shot knocks his skull off the ropes and causes him to roll back into the ring sideways. Riggs remains on his back upon the apron, trying to force himself up onto his feet now. He rolls back into the ring under the ropes while Roxas gets to her feet and turns towards the rising Isaac, who already looks winded. Knox steps in and slugs him across the side of the face, and then does it again. The shots almost knock Saine down to the canvas before she spins around and connects with a back kick to his gut, causing him to bend forward. Roxas slaps her forearm and slugs him to the side of the face again before grabbing him by the wrist and whipping him towards the ropes. Saine turns around and reverse the whip though, instead sending Roxas charging into the cables. She jumps into the air though and lands on the middle one before springing off and turning in mid-air. She flies straight at Isaac who catches her across the chest and delivers a huge STO take-down. Roxas is driven hard into the canvas while Isaac lands on his knees beside her.

Douglas: There is action literally all over the ring right now, everyone connecting with some hard hitting moves in this desperate attempt to go onto Paranoia’s main event.

Mayne: If you ask me, it’s kind of a stupid goal to get your body destroyed in a Weapon’s Lair.

Dan: The title is what is important here Billy, that ever allusive World Heavyweight title.

Riggs steps towards Adams and begins to blast him over the shoulders with forearm strikes while Jackson gets to his feet. He then connects with a European Uppercut to his jaw, knocking Jackson into a sideways spiral into the turnbuckle. He falls into it back first before Riggs steps in and bends down, sticking his head under Jackson’s legs and hoisting them into the air. Adams is know turned and spread out over both sets of top ropes that meet in the corner directly beneath the small of his back. Riggs bends forward and sticks his head under the kidney area of Jackson’s back, trying to force him over to the outside sideways. Isaac grabs Roxas by the hair and forces her along in the direction of the ropes. He places her spine against the cables and begins to lift up on one of her legs, trying to force her over backwards in order to eliminate her. Roxas is trying her best to hold on though, trying to keep from being eliminated as the clock appears in the corner of the screen once more, starting to count down and bring out the next participant in this highly combustible environment.

Mayne: Great, someone else is about to come out here and enter the madness!

Douglas: If I were whomever is coming out next, the first thing I’d do is try to help eliminate either Adams or Roxas.

Jackson reaches down with his forearm and places it against Riggs’ eyes, grinding it back and forth in an attempt to get down out of this position. Roxas is throwing right fists into Isaac’s forehead, trying to get out of position for this elimination with the clock still counting down in the background.

6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

The buzzer sounds again when “She is my Sin” by Nightwash hits the PA system, the crowd screaming as Andrew May steps through the curtains, jumping and turning in circles. He seems to be feeding off the energy from the fans before he takes off in the direction of the squared circle. He bolts straight at it and slides under, immediately going right after Isaac, beginning to slug him over the back with clubbing blows. Isaac turns around when Andrew slugs him under the jaw, and then knees him to the gut.

Douglas: Andrew May of ULW:R fame, going straight after the crafty, violent veteran that is Isaac Saine!

Mayne: I thought we fired this idiot!

Dan: No, he just went down to ULW:R Billy.

Billy: Oh, so we did something worse to him then?

Andrew kicks Isaac to the gut repeatedly and begins to drive his forearm into the side of his face over and over again. May steps to the side of Isaac and buzzsaw kicks him to the sternum, knocking the Livewire Champion back first against the cables before May bends forward, stepping under his leg and lifting it into the air. Roxas steps away from the cables and now steps under the other leg of Saine, wrapping her arms around his thigh and hoisting it into the air. Both Roxas and Andrew are trying their best to eliminate Isaac from the Bash now, while he keeps his arms wrapped around the top rope, keeping from being pushed over. The crowd is screaming at the sight of this, Isaac looking close to being eliminated, yet he is still holding on. Jackson racks the eyes of Riggs again, causing him to turn away from Adams who safely lands back in the ring feet first. He steps up behind Riggs and buries his shoulder into his spine before hoisting him into the air and then delivering a hard back drop driver. He plants Riggs’ body hard into the canvas before he falls onto his side, going into convulsions. Adams scoots across his knees to the side of Riggs, placing both of his hands to the man’s throat and choking at him violently. Isaac slugs both Andrew, and Roxas to their faces, and breaks away from them now. Roxas turns away from Isaac, while Andrew does as well. Saine steps up behind Andrew and hooks his arms around his inner thigh, shoving him towards the cables and placing him gut first against them. He tries to force Andrew over the ropes, but May is wrapping his arms around the top cable. Isaac pushes Andrew up into the air again only for May to wrap his legs around the top rope now, as well as his arms, both of them tightly clamped around the cable. Isaac places his hands to the jaw of Andrew and to his gut, trying to push him over to the outside when Roxas steps up behind Saine. She drives her forearm into his spine, and then does it again, causing Isaac to turn away from Andrew. Roxas steps to his side and then delivers a quick buzzsaw kick directly into hsi sternum. Isaac is knocked onto his back as a result of the impact, rolling across it onto his knees. Roxas steps backwards towards the ropes as Andrew drops onto his feet beside her. Both athletes point towards one another and nod before they rush forward and connect with a double low dropkick to the sternum of Saine. The shot knocks him off of his knees and onto his back.

Andrew gets to his feet as does Roxas, as May raises his hand into the air, looking for a high five. Roxas gives him one before he grabs her by the back of the hair and rushes her at the cables. He throws Roxas over the ropes, but Knox grabs the top rope and lands feet first on the apron, keeping from doing so. Andrew turns his side towards Roxas and slaps his knee now before stepping in and going for the superkick. Roxas sidesteps it though, getting behind Andrew and causing him to rack himself on the top rope. Andrew yells out in pain as he straddles it now, Roxas grabbing the top cable and pulling it up and down repeatedly into May’s testicles, causing him to shout out in anguish.

Mayne: Oh, his weekend won’t be very fruitful.

Douglas: Roxas and Andrew were working together a few moments ago, and now they’re alliance has degenerated into a brawl between them.

Roxas is still shaking the ropes before she now jumps onto the top one, landing feet first across it and then stepping up behind Andrew. She jumps into the air, landing legs first on the shoulders of Andrew and then falling sideways back into the ring. The crowd reacts with shock as Roxas drags Andrew back into the ring with the hurricarana. May slams into the canvas while Roxas lands on her hands and knees as well. She begins to get to her feet when Isaac catches her around the neck and thigh, lifting her into the air and dropping her ribs first across his knee with a gut buster. Roxas bounces off and rolls across the ring while in the opposite corner of the ring, Riggs is pressed back first against he turnbuckle, Jackson burying his foot into his throat, choking him. Riggs kicks his feet and gags from the strangulation by Jackson, who is holding onto the cables for further leverage.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4,.......

Douglas: The countdown starting quick, meaning the action yet again is going to pick up in this Rumble Bash, with five individuals already in the ring. How much weight can this squared circle handle?

Mayne: Yeah, please, for the love of God someone get eliminated to entertain me. The sight of people’s dismay sustains me.

Riggs is still kicking his legs while being choked violently by Adams. Andrew May has risen to his feet and is being slugged to the face by Isaac, who is backing him across the ring, while Roxas pulls herself up in the corner. Saine grabs Andrew by the back of the head and bends him forward before rushing him skull first into the lower back of Roxas, who screams out in pain.

....3, 2, 1!

The buzzer sounds while Dementia’s entrance music now hits the PA system. The crowd boos as Dementia emerges through the curtains and rushes straight at the ring.

Douglas: Dementia on his way to the ring, we haven’t seen this man in the ULW for quite some time now. Let’s see if he has any rust whatsoever.

Mayne: Oh he will, the man hasn’t been in the ring in months, and he expects to hang in there with guys like Jackson Adams, and to a much, much, much, much lesser extent, everyone else? Impossible.

Dementia slides into the ring and rushes straight at Jackson, who turns and walks right into his arms. Dementia wraps them around Adams’ waist and hoists him into the air, turning and driving him down to the canvas with the belly to belly suplex. Adams rolls across the canvas before Dementia turns around to face Roxas, who steps out of the corner, holding her back. She swings around with a spinning heel kick that Dementia ducks, catching her around the arm and neck before dropping in reverse with a t-bone suplex. Knox hits the canvas, rolling across it before Dementia rises to his feet, appearing fired up as he turns to face Isaac, taking him down with a boot to the face as he came rushing in. Saine drops to the canvas and rolls across the ring before Dementia turns and overlooks the crowd, roaring loudly and causing them to boo him as a result. A twisted grin fills his face as he reaches up and smugly removes his shades, turning to face Andrew who is holding his ribs. May comes charging in though, jumping forward and driving his head into the chest of Dementia, knocking him backwards into the cables. Dementia hits them back first and falls over the cables to the outside of the ring, hitting the mats and being eliminated by the Zidaine Zindane.

Mayne: Told you so.

Douglas: Dementia eliminated, he didn’t even last two minutes in there!

Johnny steps up behind Dementia, waving his hand in front of his face as if Dementia stunk up the place. Lethal rolls his eyes on the opposite side of Dementia, motioning for him to stand up and go to the backstage area. Meanwhile inside of the ring, Andrew is turning in circles, pointing at his chest and looking proud of himself before he turns to face Riggs who steps in and superkicks him directly under the jaw. The crowd groans the impact as spit flies out of Andrew’s mouth while he staggers around and then tumbles face first into the canvas. Riggs turns in the direction of Isaac, who is utilizing the cables to pull himself to his feet. Riggs steps up behind him and interlocks his hands around his thigh, hoisting it into the air. Saine wraps his arms around the top rope though, keeping from being eliminated before Riggs sticks his head under his lower stomach area, continuing to push up on it. Saine refuses to go over though while Jackson rolls to his knees, shaking his head and the effects of that belly to belly suplex from his body before he steps towards the down Roxas, lifting his elbow and dropping it straight into her sternum. He stands up and plants a quick leg drop across her neck while rolling to his knees, Andrew is getting to his feet, clutching his jaw while he staggers forward into the cables. Adams steps up behind him and jumps into the air now, dropkicking him straight to the upper back. The impact knocks Andrew over the top rope, but he grabs hold of it, keeping from plummeting to the outside mats.

The crowd screams as Andrew tries his best to keep hold of the ropes, Jackson stepping in and reaching over the ropes. He wraps his arm around his neck and drops down into a stunner, pulling May throat first into the top cable. Andrew bounces off but lands on his posterior yet again, still refusing to be eliminated from the Rumble Bash. Roxas gets to her feet and steps up behind Jackson now, blasting him over the back with a clubbing forearm strike that knocks him forward slightly. Roxas spins him around and in her dazed state begins slugging her to the forehead repeatedly. She starts to drive her knee into his gut over and over again, trying to really wear him down throughout the process. Riggs is still trying his best to eliminate Isaac, but he will not let go of the ropes, he is still trying his best to hold on. Roxas grabs Jackson by the leg and hoists it into the air, trying to force Adams over the cables in reverse while Andrew grabs hold of his hair. He remains on the apron, pulling down on Jackson’s locks, trying to force him over the cables to the outside as well. Jackson keeps resisting the temptation to be eliminated though, holding on with all of his strength.

Isaac lifts his palm and slams it over the forehead of Riggs, forcing him to break away as he stumbles in reverse. Saine falls feet first back into the ring before he kicks Riggs to the gut repeatedly and then grabs hold of his wrist and the back of his head. He tries to whip him towards the cables behind his back and throw him over. Riggs drops to his knee and refuses to do so before Isaac pulls him to his feet and now hooks up his arm, hiptossing him towards the cables. Riggs flips over though and lands on the top rope across the back of his thighs before bouncing off and flipping in reverse. He flips right over the shoulder of Saine and lands on his feet behind his back before sticking both fingers under his chin. He puts on a gothic pose before Isaac turns around and blasts him directly under the jaw with an absolutely brutal big boot. The shot knocks Riggs right off of his feet and down to the canvas across his back.

Douglas: Oh, talk about a devastating, brutal kick to the jaw by Saine! That could have taken Riggs head off.

Mayne: Who cares about those idiots, Jackson Adams is what matters here, and he’s precariously close to be eliminated from this Rumble Bash! Hang in there Jackson, hang in there!

Andrew keeps pulling down on the hair of Jackson while Roxas lifts up on his legs more, both individuals trying their best to eliminate him. Adams refuses to be pushed over though, shouting at the top of his lungs as the countdown starts in the corner of the screen again.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

The buzzer sounds throughout the arena, getting the fans very pumped up when:

BEER IS GOOD! BEER IS GOOD! BEER IS GOOD! AND STUFF!

Through the curtains bolts none other than Bitchcakes McPhee. He is staggering towards the ring with a beer bottle in hand that he chugs down quickly. He burps loudly and covers his mouth before throwing down and busting the bottle on the ramp. He now charges into the ring and slides under the ropes quickly, as Isaac turns towards him and steps in. Bitchcakes delivers a bionic elbow into his forehead though, staggering Saine.

Douglas: Bitchcakes McPhee the next entry in this Rumble Bash match and Isaac goes straight after him only to eat a bionic elbow.

Mayne: Is beer like Bitchcakes spinach?

Roxas turns and steps towards McPhee now as the drunken superstar delivers another bionic elbow that takes her down to the canvas. Jackson breaks away from Andrew and rushes across the ring, going for a lariat that McPhee ducks under. He gets behind Adams, who spins around and walks right into another bionic elbow from Bitchcakes. The strike staggers Adams, who tries to keep his feet beneath him while Bitchcakes steps back and does a Dusty Rhodes style dance then steps in and delivers another bionic elbow to his skull. Jackson is knocked down to the canvas across his back with the crowd screaming loudly. McPhee steps forward and gives a thumbs up to the fans before Riggs steps up behind him and grabs him by the hair. He bends Bitchcakes’ head over backwards before delivering a straight European Uppercut directly to the back of his head. The shot knocks McPhee forward into the cables before he turns around to face Riggs, who drives his forearm into the side of his face. He drags Bitchcakes to the center of the ring by the hair while driving his forearm into the side of his face repeatedly. McPhee keeps himself standing with each shot to his skull while Adams uses the ropes to step behind the staggered Bitchcakes. With a swift spinning kick Riggs connects with a heel shot to the gut of McPhee, bending him over forward and causing him to fall to a single knee. Riggs turns and rushes into the cables in front of him. He bounces off and begins to come back in when Jackson charges up behind Bitchcakes and steps onto his back, jumping off and launching himself forward into a huge shining wizard to the Riggs’ face. The fans react with disbelief at the sight of this while Adams gets to his knees, appearing proud of himself. But while on his knees, Bitchcakes gets to his feet beside him and rushes in with a brutal running knee to his jaw. The shot knocks Adams over backwards while the crowd groans the tremendous impact. After delivering the knee strike Bitchcakes continues to charge forward only to be taken down with a huge leaping dropkick by Andrew May. McPhee is taken off of his feet and down hard to the canvas across his back while May lands on his hands and knees in front of him, taking several deep breaths.

Mayne: What a series of high impact knees and kicks in this Rumble Bash, all operating in sequence with one another. Plus Bitchcakes seems to be channeling the spirit of Dusty Rhodes.

Douglas: Thankfully it’s not Dustin Rhodes, or he might be covered from head to toe in a gold body suit and making inappropriate sexual gestures towards the male wrestlers.

Billy: Stop wishing, your fantasy will not come true Dan.

Andrew gets to his feet slowly when Roxas steps in and jumps into the air, swinging around and connecting with a spinning heel kick to his face. He is taken down to the canvas while Roxas lands on her side, trying to force herself up. All the while, Adams starts to rise to a standing base, only for Isaac to step in and connect with a buzzsaw kick to his sternum. Adams stands up, grinding his teeth before Isaac grabs hold of the back of his head and charges him at the ropes. He throws him over only for Adams to reach out and grab the top rope. He flips over it and hangs over the mats with the crowd screaming, gripping the top rope with both hands to keep from being eliminated. Adams grunts before he skins the cat back over the ropes in the direction of the ring, Isaac steps in though and catches Jackson on top of his shoulder as soon as he slips back in. Saine turns now with Adams on top of his shoulder before he rushes across the squared circle and drives Jackson with a brutal running powerslam. Adams arches his back and roars in pain before he rolls across the ring and gets onto the apron side first, appearing to be in a great deal of anguish. McPhee has now stepped towards Riggs and grabs him by the hair, pulling him towards the cables and trying to throw him over the ropes. Riggs falls into the top one side first though, wrapping his arm around it and refusing to go over. Bitchcakes steps to his side though and bends forward, hooking up one of his legs as he lifts it into the air. Riggs wraps his arm against the top rope, pinning it against the side of his chest while his leg is hoisted into the air by an eager McPhee.

Andrew gets to a crawling base while Roxas steps in and kicks him to the side of the face, taking him right back down to the canvas. He falls onto his spine while Roxas places her foot to his throat and presses down on her knee, choking him violently as May is forced to kick his feet and try to get out of this blatant choke. Kingdom crosses his arms on the outside of the ring and chuckles at the sight of this, doing absolutely nothing to discourage it. Jackson has now turned on the apron and is wrapping his arms around the bottom cable, as well as his legs, seemingly unwilling to compete any further in this Rumble Bash match up, playing the safe route which is pissing the fans off. Isaac steps towards him and begins to stomp him through the cables repeatedly to the ribs though, and then do the same to his face. Jackson refuses to release the cables no matter how much Isaac attempts to pry him off. Saine drops to his knees now and reaches between the middle and bottom rope, grabbing Adams’ hair and lifting it into the air before pulling him throat first against he bottom cable. He is physically strangling Adams with the cable as the Alpha Generation member kicks his legs and tries to fight it to the best of his abilities.

Riggs launches the back of his heel down into the side of Bitchcakes’ face, causing him to break away and stagger towards the middle of the ring, he rubs at his forehead before he turns towards Riggs who rushes in and grabs him by the back of the head. He jumps into the air throughout the process while dragging McPhee down with a huge reverse neckbreaker. Bitchcakes’ head slams off of the canvas before he sits up with a dazed expression on his face, appearing out of it. Roxas grabs the hair of Andrew and pulls him to his knees before May reaches up and wraps his hands around the back of her neck. He drops to his knee, connecting with a jaw breaker that knocks Roxas backwards into the ropes, hitting them back first. She shakes off the effects of the lariat to her skull throughout the process when Riggs turns and rushes across the ring. He bolts straight at Roxas and connects with a lariat to her throat. The crowd screams as Knox is knocked over the ropes and sent crashing to the outside mats, officially being eliminated from the Rumble Bash.

Douglas: Oh, what a tough break for Roxas Knox, as she was just eliniated from this Rumble Bash match up!

Mayne: Riggs is looking dominant in there Dan, he’s already eliminated two people from the Rumble Bash out of the three that’s been thrown out. He’s really showing something in this match up here.

Dan: He’s definitely displaying that he could be a viable contender to win this Rumble Bash match up.

Riggs turns around to face Isaac, who has stood up and now wraps his arm around the waist of the newcomer. He swings Riggs around suddenly and plants him down hard into the canvas with a huge sidewalk slam. Riggs is driven violently into the canvas by the impact before Isaac rolls onto his knees, starting to force himself up onto his feet. As soon as he does, Andrew steps in and jumps into the air. Surprisingly he lands with both feet on top of Isaac’s right shoulder, standing on top of it before he drops down and catches Saine around the neck, hitting a huge DDT. The crowd goes nuts as Saine flops onto his posterior, looking out of it. As Andrew gets to his feet, Jackson re-enters the ring and rushes up behind him, grabbing the back of his head and tights before throwing him over the top rope. The crowd screams before Andrew reaches out and grabs the top rope, preventing himself from being eliminated. Jackson turns away from Andrew, right into Bitchcakes, who slugs Adams once to the jaw, then does it again. He does a pivot step and connects with another right to the dazed Adams’ jaw before Bitchcakes does a juke and jive then steps forward, right into a knee to the gut from Jackson. Adams grabs the hair of Bitchcakes and pulls his face right down into his knee. Bitchcakes stands up straight before Adams swings around into a huge lariat, that McPhee ducks though and drapes his arm over the sternum of Jackson. He sweeps his legs out from behind him and drives Jackson down hard to the canvas with the STO. The crowd reacts loudly at the sight of this while Jackson bridges his back from the canvas, rolling across it quickly. The timer starts in the corner of the screen once again.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

Mayne: We get rid of Roxas, unfortunately, and now we’re ready for yet another entry into this Rumble Bash. Hopefully it’s someone equally as attractive as Roxas.

Dan: We could only hope.

Staaaaaannnnnddd Uuuuuuupp!

Cyrus Caine rushes through the curtains and onto the stage before running down the ramp quickly in the direction of the squared circle.

Mayne: Well, definitely not as attractive as Roxas.

Douglas: That’s for sure. Cyrus Caine a newcomer to the ULW, and a very hefty newcomer at that. This man is a hoss.

Cyrus slides under the ropes and gets to his feet while Andrew May and Bitchcakes McPhee get up in front of him. Cyrus rushes forward with a double lariat and takes down May, but Bitchcakes ducks it. McPhee quickly turns around when he’s caught with a double handed choke. Cyrus hoists McPhee into the air and then drives him down hard to the canvas with a sit out choke bomb. McPhee’s body is driven viciously into the canvas before he arches his back from the ring, yelling out in anguish. Cyrus rises to his feet, appearing fired up before he steps behind the rising Isaac, who is leaning against the cables. He begins to blast him over the back repeatedly and bend forward, trying to hoist Saine into the air and eliminate him. Isaac wraps both arms around the top cable, pinning it to his sternum, keeping from being eliminated. Caine blasts him repeatedly over the upper back with forearm strikes though, and then drives his knee into his lower back, really wearing him down. Cyrus spins Saine around and drills him under the jaw with a right hand, then clocks him to the side of the face with a forearm before grabbing his wrist and trying to whip him across the ring.

Right as he whips him, Saine turns around and switches the grip onto Caine’s wrist, dragging him forward as he places his arm over his sternum. He seems to be setting up for a rock bottom when Cyrus back elbows him to the skull, then does it again. Isaac is knocked forward when Cyrus turns his side towards his back and reaches out, hooking his hand around his chin. He drags Isaac backwards into his shoulders before standing up and unleashing a grunt. He has Isaac spread over his shoulders in a torture rack before he jumps into the air and comes down onto his posterior, connecting with a backbreaker. The crowd groans as Isaac flops into the air, dropping onto the canvas behind Cyrus, who is nodding his head with a snicker on his face. Adams crawls towards Andrew, sliding his fingers into his hair and dragging him up to his feet. He charges Andrew at the cables and pushes him gut first against he top one before grabbing hold of his ankle. He hoists his ankle up into the air, trying to push Andrew over the cables to the outside. May’s entire body is elevated into the air while his arms are wrapped around the top rope, Jackson almost placing him in an ankle lock. He kicks in reverse repeatedly though straight at Adams’ face, the shots weakening Jackson’s grip and forcing him to break the lock. He stumbles in reverse as a result, turning straight towards Cyrus who steps in and catches him around the waist. He drops back and throws Adams into a huge belly to belly suplex. The force sends Jackson flying through the air and crashing across his back. He reaches for his spine while rolling across it.

Dan: Cyrus Caine has come out here and brutalized this talent in the ring....

Mayne: Of course he has, after all, most of them have been in there for a while now. In fact, Adams has been in there since number 2.

Douglas: Well, it really hasn’t been that long Billy.

Cyrus stands up when Andrew steps in and chops him across the sternum, and then does it again, before swinging around and delivering a back chop to the side of his face. The strikes stagger Cyrus while Riggs stands up in one of the corners behind them. Cyrus is staggered before Andrew swings around for a quick spinning heel kick that Caine ducks. May spins around to face Cyrus as a result before he reaches out and catches Andrew around the throat with both hands, Riggs stepping forward out of the corner behind them. Cyrus drops back, delivering a double handed choke flip, throwing Andrew over him and across the ring. To the shock of everyone though, May lands legs first on top of the shoulders of Riggs in mid air, and then swings around, connecting with a huge hurricarana. Riggs flips over, crashing across his back as a result before rolling across the canvas. The entire arena is slapping the barricades and jumping up and down while Andrew gets to his feet and charges into the cables in front of a rising Cyrus. He bounces off and comes back in when Caine stands up and catches him though, swinging him around into a huge tilt a whirl back breaker straight across his knee. Andrew bounces off and stands up, reaching for his back while Cyrus gets up behind him and catches him around the neck and leg. He drops back into a Russian Leg Sweep, completing the combination.

The impact causes Andrew to roll across the ring and be in pain while Cyrus rises to his feet, turning towards Bitchcakes who rushes in and delivers a back elbow to his sternum. Cyrus is taken down to the canvas across his back while McPhee stumbles in reverse into the corner, falling back first against it with his arms tumbling over the cables for support. Isaac steps in while holding his back as he begins to stomp away at the down Cyrus. His eyes divert towards a charging Jackson, who is bolting in quickly and holding his spine throughout the process. Saine sidesteps him though, catching Jackson under the arm and hip tossing him over into a senton bomb straight across the chest and stomach of Cyrus. Caine flops up and down, wrapping his arms around his mid-section while Jackson sits up, arching his back and yelling out in anguish. He shakes his head from the impact while Isaac turns towards Bitchcakes in the corner now, before charging in and jumping into the air. Saine gets some good height as he delivers a hard flying knee directly into the jaw of McPhee. The impact almost knocks Bitchcakes down out of the corner but Isaac steps to his side and places his arm around his neck, putting him in a bulldog position. He now charges out of the corner, going for that move when Bitchcakes places his arms to the back of Saine, pushing him off straight at a rising Riggs. Immediately though, Saine takes Riggs down with a hard lariat, knocking him down to the canvas across his back while Andrew staggers to his feet in front of him. Saine turns around to face Bitchcakes though who comes rushing in, bending forward and calling for the spear. Saine leapfrogs him though as Bitchcakes charges under his legs and connects with the spear on Andrew instead, sending him crashing back first across the canvas.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1....

Riot by Three Days Grace hits the PA system and causes the crowd to have a loud reaction as through the curtains bolts none other than Ward Hawn. He stands on the stage, jumping and down, getting himself physically prepared before he charges straight at the squared circle.

Douglas: Here comes another tough young talent, one of the stars of the X-Class division, Ward Hawn.

Mayne: Why not just have his last name be Cleaver? Hahahaha.

Dan: Billy, your officially the only person who finds your comments funny.

Billy: Not true, my mom thinks I’m funny too.

Ward quickly climbs up onto the apron and then scales the turnbuckle, getting to the top rope as Cyrus stands up towards the center of the ring. He seems dazed as he holds his ribs, and then turns towards Ward who takes flight off the top rope. He soars through the air and to a huge reaction crashes straight on top of Cyrus, taking him down with a big flying crossbody. Cyrus crashes into the canvas with Ward on top of him before Hawn turns and begins to slug him to the face repeatedly. Isaac is now standing behind Bitchcakes, motioning for him to stand up, looking eager as McPhee slowly gets to his feet. His back is aimed in the direction of Saine who steps forward now and hooks his arms around Bitchcake’s neck, setting up for the Psychotic Episode to a huge response. Bitchcakes reaches back and wraps his arms around the top of Saine’s head though, dropping to his posterior and pulling him down with a huge jaw breaker. The impact causes Isaac to stand up and stumble in reverse before Riggs steps up behind Saine and grabs him around the head. He bends Isaac’s skull over backwards and drops down into a huge reverse DDT. Saine’s head is planted hard into the canvas by the impact before he rolls over, holding his noggin. In the meanwhile, Ward has stepped up behind Jackson, grabbing him around the neck and shoulder and pushing him into the cables. He bends forward and places his head under Adams’ seat, pushing up on him and placing him in almost the electric chair drop position. Jackson is holding onto the top rope though with both hands, shaking his head and yelling for someone to assist him. Nobody comes however, while on the other side of the ring, Andrew has been pulled to his feet and places on top of Bitchcakes’ shoulders. McPhee steps towards the turnbuckle, still holding May in the fireman’s carry as he approaches the cables. Andrew begins to drive his elbow into the side of Bitchcakes’ head though repeatedly, trying to wear him down, attempting to get himself out of this position.

McPhee continues to drag him towards the ropes though before forcing Andrew over finally. May switches around though in mid-air and lands feet first on the apron, grabbing the top rope to keep from being eliminated. Bitchcakes throws a right hand only for Andrew to block it and respond with a shot of his own. McPhee is knocked into a backwards stagger before May braces himself and pulls himself up onto the top rope and then flies off, straight at Bitchcakes who catches him right on top of his shoulders though, dropping down immediately into a high impact layout powerbomb. Andrew rolls across the canvas, kicking both of his legs in pain while Bitchcakes rests on his knees, nodding his head with a drunken smirk on his face. Riggs has risen to his feet and stepped backwards into one of the corners while Cyrus steps in and stomps at his gut repeatedly, holding onto the top rope throughout the process. Riggs seems exhausted after being in this match for a while now before Caine reaches out and places his large palm around his throat. He begins to choke him against the corner while Isaac rolls across the canvas and forces himself to his feet, covered in sweat. He steps up behind Cyrus and blasts him over the back with a forearm strike, before spinning him around and open hand chopping him stiffly across the sternum. The shot knocks Caine back first against the ropes while Saine bends forward and places his shoulder behind his knee. He lifts Cyrus’ leg up into the air, trying to force him over the cables back first while Riggs shakes the sweat from his brow and steps under the leg. He hoists it up into the air as well, both men forcing Cyrus over the cables backwards, but he uses his thick arms to wrap around the ropes, keeping from being eliminated to his opponents’ frustration.

Bitchcakes has got Andrew by the hair and is dragging him towards the cables, pushing him gut first against the top one and then placing the back of his head and shoulders against his gut, hoisting him into the air. He is trying to fireman’s flip him over the cables, but he grabs the top cable with both hands while kicking both of his legs. He is frantic to get out of this position while Adams pushes himself over the shoulders of Ward, landing on his feet behind his back and getting out of the electric chair drop position. Jackson grabs both of Wards’ arms, spinning him around and placing him in the unprettier position to the shock of the crowd before Hawn stands up with his back pressed to the cables. He almost reverse back drops Jackson over the cables as he tries to hold onto the Unprettier. Instead of being eliminated though, Adams lands right on the apron, grabbing the top rope and almost falling to the mats below.

Mayne: Oh that was so close, that was so close, Jackson Adams was almost eliminated! My heart is in my throat.

Douglas: Jackson has come so close to be eliminated on so many countless occasions here it’s a miracle he’s still in there.

Billy: That’s because the man is a wrestling God!

Ward turns and begins to blast Adams to the face repeatedly, desperately trying to eliminate him from the Bash, but Adams is still holding on, refusing from being eliminated. He seems to almost be slipping though, almost tumbling to the outside mats. Somehow he’s staying on the apron as Ward chops him across the sternum over the cables now. One of Jackson’s arms are knocked lose before Ward chops him again, a “woo” heard throughout the arena. Jackson is still holding on though somehow before Ward goes for another hard chop, Jackson side steps it though and causes Hawn to hit the cables chest first. As a result, Jackson throws his shin over the cables straight into Ward’s face, connecting with a brutal buzzsaw kick. The shot causes Ward to be knocked through a loop as Bitchcakes turns away from Andrew and lets him drop onto his feet upon the canvas. McPhee steps up right behind Ward and wraps his arms around his waist before dropping back into a huge t-bone suplex, which drops Ward right on top of his head and shoulders.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1......

The tuneful blends of Bon Jovi hits the PA system as Jon Rich emerges through the curtains, turning in circles and pointing out over the crowd which has a mixed response at the sight of him. The Anarchy title is wrapped around his waist, which he casts his fingers towards before rushing at the ring. He removes his belt on the way to the squared circle before sliding in quickly. Jon jumps to his feet and charges straight at Isaac Saine blasting him over the spine with a forearm strike. Jon spins Saine around before slamming his fists across his jaw repeatedly.

Douglas: Former ULW talent Jon Rich making his return and going straight after Isaac Saine. You might recall that Jon was here briefly and held a cup of tea with the tag team titles.

Mayne: Then he got beat ironically by the guy at ringside and nobody has seen him since.

Johnny has his hands on his hips while he shakes his head at the sight of the ring. He now looks at his watch, acting indifferent to the action in the squared circle. Jon kicks Isaac to the gut but then grabs him by the wrist, whipping him straight across the ring into the opposite ropes. Saine bounces off and comes back in before Jon rushes forward and connects with a basement dropkick to his shin. Isaac is knocked to a kneeling base before Rich rushes to his feet and charges into the cables at his side. He bounces off and comes back in before connecting with another low dropkick to the side of Saine’s skull. Isaac falls over onto his back, wrapping his hands around his head before Jon rises to his feet, appearing proud of himself. That is before he turns right into a boot to the face by Riggs, knocking him straight down to the canvas across his back. He turns around to face Cyrus now who steps forward and catches him against his shoulder. He hoists Riggs into the air and is setting up for the spinebuster when his opponent slips over his shoulder though and slides down his back. He wraps his arms around his waist, rolling Cyrus up in reverse into a sunset flip. Cyrus rolls out of it though and onto his knees when Riggs jumps to his knees and then dives forward with a hard dropkick into his face. Cyrus is knocked onto his back before he rolls across the ring in the direction of the cables.

On the outside of the ring, Johnny is yawning and patting his mouth while he stretches before Lethal Weapon steps up in front of him. He gives Kingdom another light shove, demanding that he keep his head in the match or else. Johnny smirks snidely while he shaking his head and yawning in Weapon’s face. While both officials are distracted Bitchcakes steps to the center of the ring and helps Jon Rich to his feet, helping him up by his arm and motioning for Andrew May to join his side. Both men step Bitchcakes’ sides now as McPhee reaches down and grabs the bottom of his shirt. The crowd starts to scream as he suddenly removes it to reveal that he is wearing a ULW:R shirt on underneath. Now McPhee turns and motions for someone from the back.

Douglas: What the hell is this? Why is Bitchcakes wearing that ULW:R shirt? And who is he calling for from the backstage area!?!

Mayne: I don’t have a clue. Does this mean my dreams have come true and Bitchakes is back down in the developmental territory?

Suddenly a contingent of ULW:R performers come rushing from the backstage area, all of which wearing t-shirts to support their company. The massive Colossus leads the way with Hoodlum, Muhammed Rushdi, and Kyle Scott directly behind him. Johnny continues to distract Lethal with the two men going at it while Colossus pulls himself up onto the apron, Kyle Scott sliding in under the ring, along side Hoodlum and Mohammed. Ward stands up just in time to be taken down with a lariat from Scott who immediately begins to lay into him with boot shots. Jackson sticks his hands out in the direction of Hoodlum and Muhammed, both men stepping in and starting to kick him to the gut while slugging him across the face. The shots knock him in reverse though, straight into the cables as both men try to hoist him into the air and eliminate him now. Bitchcakes seems to be directing traffic from the ULW:R gentlemen, as Jon Rich and Andrew May surprisingly work together to begin throwing right hands into the face of Riggs, backing him into the corner. Jon swings around and hits a hard kick to Riggs’ gut, knocking him back first against the corner. Andrew starts to kick him to the chest now as the man who came in at number 3 slides down the turnbuckle slowly, falling onto his posterior.

Douglas: This is madness, the ULW:R has invaded the Rumble Bash in force. And Johnny Kingdom and Lethal are too busy arguing to notice. This is outrageous.

Mayne: I never thought people from ULW:R would do something remotely intelligent.

Isaac is being stomped on near the ropes now by Bitchcakes McPhee, who is really beating down the Livewire Champion. Kyle grabs Ward Hawn around the neck and forces him up onto his feet before turning him in the direction of the giant Colossus and then throwing him into his direction. Colossus catches Ward around the throat and then reaches out, grabbing the back of his trunks before hoisting him high into the air and then chokeslamming him brutally down to the canvas, landing on his knees throughout the process. Colossus cuts his arms across his chest and then stands up while Kyle moves in and begins to beat on the slowly rising Cyrus, stomping at him to the sternum over and over again. Both Hoodlum and Mohammed are trying to force Jackson over the cables, but he is holding on desperately, refusing to allow this as he holds onto the cable with all of his strength. Andrew and Jon are now pulling Riggs to his feet and bending forward, placing his legs over their shoulders and trying to push him over the turnbuckle backwards. His upper back is pressed to the turnbuckle pad while he holds on though, shaking his head and trying his best to keep from being eliminated. Meanwhile Isaac has rolled under the cables to the outside of the ring, landing on the mats across his knees but not being eliminated. Bitchcakes turns away from him and joins in on stomping Cyrus. Colossus steps slowly towards Caine as well, who’s upper back is pressed to the bottom rope. He sticks his massive foot out and places it to Cyrus’ throat, choking him out while holding the top rope. In the meanwhile, a very dazed Ward Hawn gets to his feet, barely able to move, his body aching from head to toe before Hoodlum turns around and spots him. He comes rushing in now at Ward who bends forward in his battered state, catching him against his shoulder. He hoists Hoodlum into the air and over the cables. Hoodlum lands on the apron though somehow and uses the ropes to sustain his balance.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

”Let the Good Times Roll” by the Cars hits the PA system as the crowd has a very loud reaction. Jason Takashi saunters through the curtains with a dance, before he stops on the stage and glares at the ring, looking a bit apprehensive to enter considering what’s currently going on in inside.

Mayne: My new hero Jason Takashi the next entry, and he’s doing the wise thing, waiting to enter that ring when some of this madness has ended.

Douglas: I still cannot believe the ULW:R have invaded the ring like this.

Hoodlum grabs the top rope now and begins to pull himself back over the cables before Ward jumps into the air backwards and catches him around the neck. He pulls Hoodlum down throat first into the top cable, causing him to bounce off violently and then tumble to the outside mats, officially being eliminated from the Rumble Bash. The crowd screams at the sight of this while Ward gets to his feet, pointing and shouting down at Hoodlum on the outside of the ring. He seems pleased with himself although is clearly in a lot of pain. He covers his ribs now before Colossus steps in and grabs him by the throat again. He grabs him by the back of the trunks and hoists Ward into the air now before stepping towards the ropes and chokeslamming him over to the outside mats, right on top of Hoodlum who had just gotten to his feet while gripping his throat.

Mayne: Hoodlum just eliminated from the Rumble Bash, and then Ward Hawn was eliminated right after that. They’re going out of this match left and right now.

Douglas: Half of the guys in the ring aren’t even legal entries into this Rumble Bash match. Can you imagine if one of them were to actually win this thing as a result?

The crowd is still screaming as Colossus points over the ropes, straight at both Ward and Hoodlum, not even noticing Takashi sliding into the ring behind him. Jason charges up right behind the giant and throws a forearm over his back, and then does it again before the giant behemoth turns around to face him with rage in his eyes. Takashi now holds his hands up and points over in the direction of Kyle Scott who has his back turned, insinuating that he did it. Colossus suddenly grabs Takashi around the noggin and headbunts him violently down to the canvas. Jackson now reverse elbows Mohammed to the face, trying to fight himself out of this predicament. Jason gets to his feet, staggering around in a very dazed state before he turns to face Colossus glaring at him furiously once more. Takashi now reaches down into his trunks and pulls out a roll of dollar bills, holding it out to the giant and seemingly trying to bribe the massive ULW:R giant. Colossus foully glares down at the money before swiping with his massive palm into the cash, knocking it from Takashi’s hand. Jason looks down at his shaking hand as a result before Colossus grabs him by his bangs of his hair and pulls him straight into the cables behind him. He throws Takashi into the ropes gut first and causes Jason to flip over them, crashing to the outside of the ring. The fans are screaming in shock as Takashi has now been eliminated from the Rumble Bash as well by the giant that is Colossus.

Mayne: No! Now Takashi has been eliminated! I swear if Colossus goes after Jackson Adams next, I’ll be forced to rally a protest.

Douglas: This Colossus looks damn near unstoppable out here. He’s already eliminated two ULW stars.

Jackson has landed back into the ring as Mohammed begins to slug him to the jaw repeatedly, trying to wear him down until he steps back and turns in a circle, rushing in though and lifting his boot. Adams steps out of the way though as Mohammed racks himself on the top rope, reaching for his testicles in pain before Jackson steps up beside him and springs into the air. He dropkicks Rushdi right to the shoulder, knocking him over the cables and sending him spilling to the outside, crashing across his back and officially being eliminated from the Rumble Bash.

Douglas: The unofficial entry Mohammed Rushdi eliminated now as well. Bodies are flying everywhere!

Jackson stands up slapping his chest with cockiness before he turns towards Colossus who steps in and mafia kicks him directly under the jaw. The shot knocks Adams backwards and through the ropes, sending him crashing to the outside mats but not being eliminated from the match, luckily. Boos are heard from the crowd as a result, while Colossus steps towards the ropes and points over them straight down at the damn near unconscious Jackson. Cyrus has both feet pinned to the canvas and his arms wrapped around the top rope with his chest pressed to the top cable as both Kyle and Bitchcakes work him over with clubbing blows. Riggs has now been turned so that he is spread out over the top rope, his arms and his legs tightly wound around it and both Andrew and Rich trying their best to push him over. Riggs will not collapse to the outside though, even with sweat dripping from his features. Lethal steps towards Adams who is seated back first against the barricade, demanding he re-enter the ring while Johnny steps up in front of Weapon, telling him that Jackson needs a breather. Weapon shakes his head, highly annoyed by this constant butting of heads between them. Nevertheless, the dazed Adams seems deadset on not re-entering the ring, staring up at Colossus who is backing up and raising a finger into the air, sinisterly motioning for him to enter the ring again. Behind his back he doesn’t notice Isaac Saine rolling into the ring with a steel chair though. The crowd erupts as Isaac steps in and slams the chair directly over his upper back, the shot knocking Colossus forward with the fans going nuts.

A furious Isaac steps up and slams the chair over his back again, and then does it once more. The shots echo throughout the arena as Colossus turns around with his back pressed to the cables, while he tries to raise his arm up in defense but Saine bashes the chair across his skull. The crowd groans the impact as Colossus’ massive frame begins to fall over the ropes backwards before Saine steps in and bashes the dented steel chair over his skull once again. The crowd finds themselves screaming as Colossus spills over the cables and to the outside of the ring, his massive frame hitting the mats and then rolling across them.

Douglas: The giant Colossus has been eliminated from the Rumble Bash!!

Mayne: That evens the odds for the ULW a bit.

Colossus gets to his feet slowly, bloodied a bit from the forehead as Jackson smirks and steps up to his side, laughing.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1......

The buzzer can be heard throughout the arena while the words “Freddy Ryder” appear across the titantron. Freddy emerges through the curtains, with strobes going off around him while he hops repeatedly and then steps casually in the direction of the ring. On the inside of the ring, Kyle turns to spot Isaac who slams the chair violently over his skull, taking him down to the canvas before Andrew May now spins around and walks right into Saine, who tosses the steel mass directly into his face. The crowd screams at the sight of the vicious impact as May is taken down hard to his back.

Douglas: Isaac evening up the odds with that steel chair, just brutally taking it to the ULW:R invaders.

Mayne: I never thought I’d actually like something Isaac did, and you know what, I still never will, ha!

Colossus gets to his knees while Adams stands over him, continuing to point down into his face and laugh loudly before the big man reaches up and grabs the Alpha Generation member by the throat. The sweaty Adams looks stunned as Colossus gets to his feet and grabs Jackson around the head, then delivers a hard headbunt into his skull. The impact sends Jackson spiraling backwards into the barricade and spilling over it backwards into the sea of humanity which is going nuts. Colossus is fuming as he turns back towards the ring with blood dribbling down his skull to glare at the Livewire Champion. He is fuming before he steps around to the ramp at the behest of Lethal Weapon, who is ordering him to go to the backstage area. Johnny Kingdom just picks something from his nails though and leans back first against a turnbuckle post, doing nothing about this whatsoever. With Freddy still making his way down the ramp backwards, he doesn’t even spot Colossus until he backs him spine first. He now spins around while his head open wide in shock only for Colossus to grab him by the throat and the back of the pants. Freddy has no time to react as Colossus hoists him into the air and now chokeslams him straight down on top of the steel ramp. The crowd grimaces at the sound of the impact as Ryder’s body violently crashes into the steel. He wraps his hands around the back of his head and rolls across the steel, grimacing in anguish. Colossus turns around with blood dripping down his face before he unleashes a roar which causes the crowd to go nuts. Lethal is still standing in front of him, shouting at his face and demanding he go to the back. Colossus finally seems to agree to do so.

Douglas: This monster Colossus going backstage finally, but not after leaving a path of destruction in his wake.

Isaac steps towards the chair once again and scoops it up off the canvas while Jon pushes Riggs over the ropes. Riggs lands on his side upon the apron though and keeps his hands wrapped around the top rope, Rich trying to pry his fingers off from around it with all of the force he can exert. Saine turns towards Bitchcakes though who steps in and kicks him hard to the gut. The force of the impact causes Isaac to bend forward and drop the chair in front of him before McPhee steps back and yells “moo” at the top of his lungs. The fans put their hands together as Bitchcakes begins to charge forward in order to jump into the air and connect with the DDT only for Isaac to grab the chair off the canvas and stand up. He throws the steel right into Bitchcakes’ face viciously, and knocks McPhee backwards into the cables before Cyrus who was using the perpendicular ropes to stand, turns and rushes in. McPhee bends down though and catches him against his shoulder, standing up and back dropping Cyrus over the cables to the outside of the ring. He crashes hard into the mats while the fans scream in disbelief over the fact that Cyrus has now been eliminated from the Rumble Bash.

Douglas: And just like that Cyrus Caine has been eliminated from the Rumble Bash!

Mayne: This ring is clearing out, and it’s clearing out fast.

Bitchcakes stands up with his back pressed to the cables and looking dazed before Isaac charges forward and lariats him to the throat, knocking McPhee over the ropes and eliminating him from the Rumble Bash. The entire arena is shocked at the sight of this while Saine turns and falls into the cables, using them to help him stand with sweat racing down his body from sheer exhaustion now.

Douglas: Bitchcakes eliminated!!

Mayne: This is insanity, absolute insanity has stricken the Rumble Bash, as this ring is getting cleared of both ULW, and ULW:R talent. This is a war Dan.

Lethal is hunched over Ryder, checking on his condition on the ramp before Kingdom steps in and grabs Freddy by the hair, dragging him to his feet. Weapon is protesting this as Kingdom forces Freddy to a standing base and charges him towards the ring, rolling him into the squared circle under the cables. Johnny backs up while swiping his hands together now, appearing proud of himself while Lethal steps in, still arguing with him. Johnny won’t listen to him though, just shakes his head and walks off. In the meanwhile, Jackson has gotten to his feet in the sea of humanity and is now seated on a steel chair in the front row between a couple of fans who seem delighted by this. Jackson reaches out and grabs one of their water bottles, pouring it over his head and drinking it down, but still refusing to enter the ring again. Riggs finally rolls back into the ring with Jon stomping away at his back repeatedly. He backs up, sticking his arms out to his sides and yelling down into Riggs’ face without even noticing Isaac stepping up behind him. He catches the arms of Rich and wraps them around his neck, placing him in a cobra clutch before he drops back into a release Psychotic Episode. The fans go nuts as Rich lands right on the back of his head and flips over onto his knees, looking completely out of it. He falls onto his side while Isaac tries to force himself up to his feet now. He begins to stand up when out of nowhere Andrew steps in and superkicks him hard straight to the jaw. Saine is knocked off of his feet and right onto his back from the impact while Andrew leans forward, placing his hands on his knees, taking several deep breaths.

Isaac is lying on his back motionless after the kick while Andrew keeps his back aimed towards Freddy, who has risen to his feet while holding the back of his neck. He reaches out and catches Andrew by the arm though, spinning him around and tucking his head between his legs before hooking his arms and jumping into the air with the Fredigree!

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

The buzzer sounds in the background again while everyone is down on the canvas, barely moving when.....

I AM A REAL AMERICAN.....

The fans are in a stunned silence as Hulk Hogan’s entrance music hits the PA system, everyone watching in shock. Through the curtains suddenly emerges Crazy Eddie Mitchell, dressed in the Hulkster’s traditional ring gear; the feathered boa, the yellow sleeveless T, the yellow trunks. Laughter can be heard from the crowd as Eddie stops on the stage and begins to flex repeatedly.

Douglas: What in the hell is this?

Mayne: It’s Crazy Eddie Hulkster! Wacha ya gonna do when Redneckamania runs wild on you?

Dan: Those words had better never come out of your mouth again.

Eddie makes his way towards the ring with his fake bald spot and yellow wig planted on his head, lifting his finger into the air and pointing straight down at the squared circle. Several of the athletes are trying to get back to their feet while Eddie still makes his way towards the ring, taking his good old time to do so. As he steps onto the mats at ringside he grabs his wrist and flexes the muscles in his right arm, getting an apathetic reaction from the fans. He now moves towards the steel steps and begins to make his way up them. He stops on the top one though and points over the barricade at Jackson Adams, who is trying to hide behind the back of a hefty female fan. Eddie lifts his finger and twirls it above his head while stepping onto the apron and sliding through the ropes, his body moving in rhythm to the Real American theme song. He steps towards the center of the ring and lifts his hand into the air, placing it behind his ear and stepping towards the cables. They give him a huge reaction as Eddie gives them a thumbs up and then turns towards the other set of cables. He swirls his hand around and places it behind his ear again, leaning in towards the crowd, which cheers accordingly. Eddie gives them the thumbs up as well before flexing once again, placing one fist behind the back of his head and lifting his other arm into the air with his hand held out straight, putting on a pose like he were preparing to hurl a javelin. Eddie now grabs his shirt and rips it down the middle, revealing his stout 180 pound frame. He flexes his incredibly pale, stick thin muscles and gets a louder reaction from the crowd before giving them another thumbs up.

The Real American theme is still playing in the background while Eddie does another flex of both his arms, revealing his rippling flab. A groggy Jon Rich is getting to his feet behind him, holding the back of his head throughout the process. He begins to step in now to go for the superkick it looks like before Eddie turns around and points straight at him, the crowd starting in with a “You” chant. Eddie pushes out his jaw and begins to shake his finger and his head, which causes Jon to scurry across the ring and drop down into a slide beneath the ropes, landing on the mats and backing into the barricade quickly, as if he’s absolutely terrified of Edster. Riggs gets to his feet in front of Eddie now, using the cables to do so before Eddie turns towards him now and points straight into his face, shaking his finger back and forth. Riggs rolls his eyes and then steps forward, planting a superkick directly under the jaw of Eddie and knocking him backwards into the cables. He hits them spine first and flips over them, crashing to the outside mats and being officially eliminated from the Rumble Bash.

Mayne: Hahahaha, Eddie has been eliminated. Channeling the spirit of Hulk Hogan didn’t help him very much it seems.

Douglas: What a classic Rumble Bash moment though, hahaha.

Eddie gets up, looking furious at ringside as he slaps the apron and refuses to leave the ringside area. Inside of the ring, Andrew May fights his way to his feet, trying to stand up while Riggs steps towards him only for the ULW:R star ti spin around and take him down with a blistering spinning heel kick to the jaw. The shot knocks Riggs down hard to the canvas across his back while Andrew staggers forward into the cables, falling into them for support. He shakes his head several times, trying to get is straight while Freddy Ryder and Jon Rich begin to work their way to their feet now as well. Johnny Kingdom steps around the ring, clapping his hands at the sight of all the action going on inside before he jumps onto the apron knee first and cups his hands about his mouth.

Johnny: Hey guys, why don’t you all do something, I don’t know, entertaining!

Andrew appears upset before he steps towards Kingdom and tries to superkick him to the face. Johnny drops off the apron and backs up with his hands outstretched in front of him while Andrew falls gut first against the top rope. In his somewhat groggy state he steps over the top rope and gets onto the apron, pointing and shouting down at Kingdom. With his back turned towards the ring though, Kyle Scott stands up and steps in, driving his forearm over Andrew’s back. The strike knocks May off the apron and sends him crashing to the outside mats. The crowd screams at the sight of this while Johnny holds his ribs and busts up laughing, leaning against the barricade and whipping away tears of laughter.

Douglas: Oh come on dammit, Johnny Kingdom just caused another elimination from this Rumble Bash match! He’s suppose to be out here to keep the peace, not constantly interfere!

Mayne: Kingdom can do whatever he wants, the man is a legend.

Andrew gets to his knees and immediately tries to charge at Kingdom, who grabs a flustered Lethal by the shirt and pulls him in front of him, pointing at May all the while. Lethal is forced to stop Andrew, pushing him in reverse while Kingdom waves “goodbye” to him. Kyle Scott continues to stand in front of the cables, leaning on them as a groggy Freddy steps up behind him, grabbing him around the thigh and lifting it into the air. Scott falls over the top rope, but is still holding onto the other side while Ryder steps up onto the second rope and leans over them, trying to force him to collapse to the outside. Kyle still will not go over though as leans over far and pushes on the back of his head, not even noticing Jon staggering up behind them and grabbing Ryder’s leg, lifting it into the air. As a result Freddy spills over the top rope and drags Kyle down with him, both men hitting the mats and being eliminated from the Rumble Bash. The crowd vocalizes their outrage over this while Kyle and Freddy get to their seats on the outside, both men appearing stunned by the elimination. Jon backs up, swiping his hands against one another before he turns towards Riggs, who scoops him up into the air and drops him with the Michonoku Driver.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

“Polyamorous” by Breaking Benjamin hits the PA system as the crowd goes nuts at the sight of Nathan Creed strolling through the curtains and onto the stage. He has a very determined glint in his eyes with sweat still present on his frame after the intense title match earlier in the evening. He slowly makes his way towards the ring now, while Riggs and Jon Rich lie on the canvas side by side, Isaac seated against one of the corners, appearing exhausted. Jackson remains at ringside, holding up a newspaper in front of his face to try and hide from whomever might be coming out next.

Douglas: Nathan Creed the next entry into the Rumble Bash, and boy does he ever look fired up after that intense X-Class title match earlier in the evening.

Mayne: He better be fired up and motivated, because he has no idea what hell he’s in store for in the center of that ring.

Nathan slides into the ring now and steps straight towards a rising Riggs, who appears exhausted. The Future kicks him to the gut and then slugs him to the side of the face repeatedly before rushing backwards into the cables. He bounces off and comes charging back in when an exhausted Riggs scoops him up and onto his shoulder, going for his finisher again only for Nathan to slip off and land on his feet behind his back. He wraps his arms quickly around Riggs’ waist before dropping back into a huge German suplex. Riggs hits the canvas hard across the back of his head and shoulders before flipping over onto his chest and stomach. Creed rushes to his feet and turns to face a staggering Jon Rich, who is backing up straight into him. Nathan bends forward and buries his shoulder into Rich’s back before lifting him into the air and turning him so that he drags Jon down back first across his knee. The crowd groans at the sight of Nathan hitting a back breaking from the back drop position. Jon falls onto the canvas and flops up and down before Nathan stands and glares at the seated Isaac. They seem to be debating their options while on the outside of the ring Johnny is just staring at this scene unfolding with a rather bored expression on his face. He begins to step towards the squared circle when Lethal moves in and grabs him by the shoulder, spinning Johnny around and getting into his face. Weapon starts to shout at him once again, demanding that he stay away from the squared circle while Kingdom puts his hands up and begins to back away. He wears a large pompous expression on his face before he bends forward and slaps Lethal on the cheek several times playfully. The interaction seems to cause Lethal to implode as Kingdom put his hands on him. Weapon suddenly slugs Kingdom across the jaw now, knocking him backwards before Johnny steps in and connects with a right to Lethal’s face. Everyone is going nuts throughout the arena as both men continue to come to blows with one another, the two legends fighting it out finally.

Dan: Oh my God, oh my God, Johnny Kingdom and Lethal Weapon are fighting it out!! They’re fighting it out right here at the Rumble Bash!

Mayne: Yes, yes! I’ve been waiting for this moment for years now!

The entire arena is continuing to go nuts as both Kingdom and Lethal continue slugging one another to each other’s faces before Weapon bends forward and spears the Team Leader to the gut, driving him back first against the barricade hard. Johnny delivers repeated forearms over Weapon’s back, trying to wear him down while driving knees upward into his chest. Weapon keeps slugging Kingdom to the mid-section though, the fans continuing to be whipped up into a frenzy at the sight of this. Security suddenly rushes in a long line around the ring, trying to separate both men. A group of guards grab Weapon around the waist and begin to pull him in reverse away from Johnny who is trying to get himself free to get back at Lethal. Weapon is able to shove all the guards away from him though, no matter how hefty they may be in and then charge forward again. Kingdom pushes his guards away as well, both men coming to blows again, grabbing one another by the back of their heads and slugging their faces repeatedly. The fans are still erupting into a wave of insanity as both legends try to destroy one another. A couple of larger guards step in and grab Kingdom around the arms, dragging him in reverse while Lethal is grabbed as well and pulled away. Both men get several feet away from another before Johnny pushes the guards away and jumps forward, over the backs of several others as he lands on top of Lethal. Both men crash onto the mats and rolls across them, hitting one another repeatedly with right hands. They roll on top of one another, struggling for dominance while hitting one another with rights and lefts, the guards trying their best to force both men away from one another. They finally pry Weapon off of Kingdom, and force Johnny backwards away from Lethal, as they squirm to the best of their abilities to get free. Lethal shoves the guards away again though and approaches the time keeper, grabbing him by the shoulder and pulling him out of his chair before grabbing it and throwing it straight at Kingdom. Johnny gets his arms up to defend himself and block the shot before he forces himself free and charges forward, clotheslining Weapon and knocking both men backwards on top of the announce table.

Douglas: Oh no, there right here fighting basically on top of us! This is crazy!!

Mayne: Security cannot contain either of these men.

Kingdom is pulled off of Lethal and forced in reverse again, as he tries his best to get free and get his hands on Weapon. Lethal is pushed own on top of the table, with at least ten guards on top of him, pinning down his arms, yet he somehow is able to sit up, fuming with rage as his face becomes blood red. Saliva seeps from his mouth while Kingdom points and shouts at him, getting forced backwards by security up the ramp. Lethal is forced onto his feet and towards the ramp as well, trying to get him to the backstage area. In the ring Isaac steps out of the corner with Nathan trying to talk to him before Saine shoves him aside and moves straight towards Jon, beginning to stomp him repeatedly to the back of the head. Rich can’t get up with each boot shot while Nathan looks confused and shakes his head, moving towards Riggs who has stood up in the corner and chopping him violently across the sternum. On the outside of the ring both Lethal and Kingdom are still trying to get free of the guards and get their hands on one another, shouting obscenities at one another.

Kingdom: You and your ex wife are a disgrace to this fucking industry.

Weapon: You were never a marketable World Champion!

Weapon busts free from the guards and charges straight at Kingdom, spearing him to the gut and driving him down.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

The fans begin to boo furiously as “Hellrider” by Judas Priest hits the PA system, Demon emerging through the curtains and hoping up and down. He slaps both sides of his face to get himself motivated before marching towards the ring. He stops abruptly though and eyes Lethal on top of Kingdom, slugging him in the face on top of the ramp. Johnny reaches up and digs his thumbs into Weapon’s eye sockets though and then wraps his hands around his throat, strangling him to boos from the crowd. Weapon is gagging as he reaches out and places his hands on the carotid artery of Johnny, strangling him as well. Both men are full of sweat and brimming with hatred as more security rushes from the back to try and separate them.

Mayne: Nobody can separate Kingdom and Weapon here at ringside, they’re trying to murder one another, while this Rumble Bash is continuing. Everyone’s favorite racist on the way to the ring by the way.

Douglas: The hatred between Weapon and Kingdom just exploding before our very eyes here in the Rumble Bash.

Demon charges the ring and slides in under the cables while security finally pulls Weapon off top of Kingdom, who they hold down, taking an army to keep both men away from one another. Nathan is bent forward with his shoulders under the legs of Riggs, lifting them into the air while he tries to force him over the turnbuckle backwards, attempting to eliminate him. A sweaty, exhausted Riggs is still holding on though with both arms, barely having the strength left in his body to do so though. Demon steps up behind him though and drives his forearm into Creed’s back, causing him to arch his spine before the Hell’s Angels member spins Nathan around and European Uppercuts him to the jaw. Creed is taken down to the canvas across his back while Demon slaps his chest excitedly.

Demon: Come on, Boy! Get up!

Isaac has Jon up against the cables, lifting up on his legs while Rich holds onto the top rope. He squirms and tries to get back into the ring while an exhausted Isaac is hoisting up on his legs as much as he can. Rich is still not going over though, sweat beading from his head while he kicks his legs at Isaac, trying to get them out of his arms. Johnny Kingdom and Lethal Weapon are finally being forced to the backstage area now by security as AWOL emerges onto the ramp, shaking his head and appearing outraged by the sight of this. He slips his hands over his bald head while ordering both men to be removed from the arena, to be removed now. Kingdom is still shouting at Lethal who is trying his best to get free.

Kingdom: Your nothing Lethal, you screwed your way to your fucking legacy!

Weapon pushes his way free and charges straight at Kingdom, spearing him to the gut and driving him back first into the stage setting, throwing repeated rights hands into his gut. Johnny drives his forearm over his back repeatedly still as security gets between both men, AWOL ordering them to separate the two individuals. Jackson Adams spots AWOL on the stage now and turns towards a fan wearing a “Desolation” t-shirt and a large cowboy hat. He snatches the hat off the man’s head and then grabs the bystander by the shirt, dragging it off his hefty, drunken frame. The crowd boos as Adams slips the shirt on and puts the cowboy hat on as well, turning his back towards the ring and crossing his arms as he tries to conceal his identity. AWOL is still shouting at both Kingdom and Weapon who are forced to the backstage area finally, yelling at one another in furious, uncontrollable states. Inside of the ring, Demon places his foot to the forehead of Creed and scrapes his heel across his features. Nathan sits up, placing his palm to his face before Demon rushes up behind him and delivers a swift kick to his back.

Demon: You ain’t nothin but a European whore boy!

Demon grabs Nathan around the neck and rolls him onto his knees before forcing him to his feet and placing him in a front gantry. He now lifts him into the vertical suplex when Creed floats over though and lands on his feet behind his back. Creed wraps his arms around his waist, going for the German when Demon elbows him to the side of the face. This causes Nathan to break the German position and stagger backwards before Demon charges into the cables in front of him. He bounces off and comes back in straight at the Future who catches Demon around the waist and drops back into a huge belly to belly suplex. Demon flips over and crashes onto the canvas before sitting up and yelling at the top of his lungs. Nathan rolls onto his knees and begins to stand up while bent forward now before Riggs steps out of the corner and catches Creed around the neck. He drops back into a quick DDT. The impact forces Nathan to flip over and land on his seat upon the canvas, holding his noggin while Riggs remains on his back, sweating profusely. Jon is finally pushed over the cables and to the outside of the ring, but somehow he lands on the apron, Isaac desperately kicking at him through the cables in his best attempt to eliminate him. Jon’s right arm is hooked around the bottom rope though, while his legs fall off the apron and hang over the mats. He is dangling dangerously close to being eliminated, yet somehow he’s holding on with the crowd screaming. AWOL continues to stand on the stage with his hands on top of his head before he turns towards the ring and begins to move down the ramp slowly.

Douglas: Some order finally being restored at ringside after an unbelievable confrontation between Kingdom and Weapon, the type we never thought we would see.

Mayne: If security wouldn’t have been there, someone would have died.

Isaac finally turns away from Rich and steps towards the exasperated Riggs lying on the canvas in front of him. He steps towards Riggs’ legs and bends down, grabbing both of them. He hoists them into the air and places them under his armpits before glancing over his shoulder at Jon Rich who is trying to stand up on the apron. Isaac now drops back, catapulting Riggs right at Jon standing on the apron as both men crash into one another. The crowd reacts with shock as Jon is almost taken off the apron, yet to everyone’s disbelief he holds onto the top rope with one hand with the rest of his body hanging off the apron and over the mats. Riggs backs up in a groggy state when Isaac catches him around the neck, placing him in position for the Psychotic Episode when Demon gets to his feet and steps up behind Saine. He wraps his arms around Isaac’s waist with both Saine’s and Riggs’ eyes opening widely before Demon drops back. To the shock of everyone, Demon hits a German on Isaac and yet Saine pulls Riggs over with the cobra clutch reverse suplex. Saine drops right on the back of his neck while Riggs flips over and crashes across his sternum. A “holy shit” chant starts from the crowd now after what they just witnessed.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

Douglas: Another superstar already on the way to the ring, who is it going to be?

Mayne: Someone hot, someone hot, no wammies, stop!

To much hoopla, “Astonished” by Tantric explodes over the PA system and Aurora Rose runs through the curtains, bolting straight at he ring, right past AWOL, who is slowly moving forward. Rose charges at he squared circle and jumps onto the apron before grabbing the top rope and waiting. Nathan stands up and turns towards Aurora who flips over the cables forward, landing with the back of her thighs on top of the shoulders of Creed and letting go of the ropes. She swings around and pulls Nathan over with a huge hurricarana. The fans put their hands together at the sight of this.

Douglas: Aurora Rose entering the Rumble Bash and doing so in a big way, going straight after Creed.

Mayne: Well, I guess Aurora is hot enough.

Aurora gets to her feet, looking pumped while Demon stands in front of her. He licks his lips and smirks before he rushes forward and goes for a lariat. Rose ducks it and charges into the cables behind him, jumping onto the second rope and then springing off and turning in mid-air. Demon turns around when Aurora lands on top of his shoulders and drops back, flipping the Hell’s Angels member over into a huge hurricrana. Aurora stands up and points down at Demon, shouting obscenities at him before she turns around to face a rising Isaac. She bites her lower lip at the sight of him before shaking her head and charging in quickly. Isaac bends forward suddenly though and catches her gut first against his shoulders, standing up and spinning around as the Livewire Champion holds her in a fireman’s carry. He pushes her around now though before Rose reaches out with her legs and wraps them around his neck, swinging around and delivering a huge leg scissors. Isaac is launched first sternum first onto the middle rope while Aurora lands on the canvas across her elbows and knees. She flips forward, standing on top of her head and then nipping up off of it straight onto her feet. She spins around and stares out over the crowd before turning to face Riggs who kicks her to the gut. Rose is bent forward before Riggs wraps his arms around her waist and hoists her up into the air in a powerbomb position. Rose smiles before dropping back though and hanging off of his neck, going for another hurricarana. Riggs wraps his arms around her legs though and shakes his head, letting Aurora hang from around his neck before lifting up on her. Aurora ends up on top of his shoulders again before he reaches up with his hand and grabs Rose around the back of her head, bending it forward. He pushes Aurora’s legs off of his shoulders and puts her in a suplex position before dropping back into a fisherman buster. The crowd groans at the sight of this quick, clever counter from Riggs, who sits up on the canvas still appearing tremendously winded. He breaths heavily while the sweat from his body melts the paint on his face and forces it to drip from his jaw.

Douglas: What an amazing counter by Riggs!

Mayne: This guy has been nothing but impressive tonight. He’s eliminated countless wrestlers from this Bash, he’s been in there since number three, and plus he pulls off the goth look just beautifully.

Dan: Billy, your really starting to worry me.

Rich steps back through the cables and into the ring, still looking winded before he spots Nathan getting to his feet slowly. He comes charging in quickly when Creed side steps Rich, hitting a knee lift to his gut. Jon flips over as a result and crashes onto his back while Creed staggers backwards into the turnbuckle, falling against it spine first. Riggs starts to get to his feet in front of him in the center of the ring when Nathan rushes in and delivers a scintillating lariat that sends him into a corkscrew. Riggs crashes onto his back while Nathan stumbles forward, taking several deep breaths throughout the process. Isaac gets to his feet and turns towards Demon, throwing a right hand. The Hell’s Angels member blocks it and responds with a shot to the jaw of Saine now, and then delivers another, backing the Livewire Champion up slowly. Demon throws another right hand that Saine blocks by getting both forearms up in front of his face, then pushes his arm in reverse. Demon turns his back towards Isaac as a result before the champ starts to step forward only for the raging racist to flip over backwards and connect with a pele kick to the face of Saine. The crowd screams as Saine is knocked onto his back, Demon getting to his feet and sticking his arms out to his sides, spinning in circles.

Demon: Ain’t no freak gonna get the better of me!

Demon turns towards Nathan who rushes out of the corner and delivers a running, brutal, gunshot like knife edge chop to his sternum. Demon is taken down hard to the canvas across his back while the crowd “woos” loudly at the sight and sound of the impact. Creed reaches down and grabs Demon around the neck, rolling him onto his knees and then hooking up both of his arms as he drags him to his feet. Nathan now tosses Demon up into the air and turns him, dropping him right down back first across his knee. A groan can be heard at the sight of the back breaker while Nathan remains on one knee, Aurora getting to her feet though and charging up straight in front of Creed. She jumps forward and connects with a huge shining wizard, but wait she doesn’t. Nathan catches her legs and stands up, trying to turn Aurora over into the Courtesy Call. Rose is scrambling back and forth though, screaming as she tries to block this before Rich steps up behind Creed and delivers a forearm strike to his upper back. Nathan releases the legs while bending forward before Jon grabs him by the hair and bends his head over backwards, Rich stepping to his side. He gets a running start as he delivers a European uppercut. The strike knocks Nathan forward face first into the raised knees of Aurora. Creed bashes off and rolls onto the canvas at Rose’s side, Aurora remaining on her back throughout the process. Rich steps to her side though and delivers an elbow straight into her sternum before rolling onto his knees and getting quickly to his feet. He turns towards Rose again and drops a quick leg across her throat. Rose’s body kicks into the air as a result while Jon gets to his knees, taking several deep breaths. Demon gets to his feet while holding his blistered sternum, stepping towards the cables and leaning against them for support when Jon steps in and bends forward, catching him around the thigh and hoisting it into the air. Demon wraps both arms around the top rope though, keeping from being eliminated from the Bash. Jon flips right over the ropes though, causing Demon to hang from them with his hands interlocked around the top one.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

“Animal I’ve Become” by Three Days Grace can be heard in the background as through the curtains emerges Too Magnificent. His face is still bloodied but covered in bandages which were quickly thrown together. Although he can barely walk he makes his way towards the ring after the brutality that was the Last Man Standing match earlier in the evening.

Douglas: I cannot believe it. Too Magnificent is actually on his way out here after the bloodbath he went through earlier tonight with Hurse.

Mayne: This man shouldn’t be able to stand, yet here he comes, ready and willing to put it on the line to win this Rumble Bash.

On his way to the ring, Aurora gets to her feet and charges straight at Rich who is trying to push Demon off the apron while he remains on his side upon the apron. Jon turns around and bends forward though, catching Aurora against his shoulders and elevating her over the cables behind his back while Isaac is getting to his feet in front of him. Aurora floats over though and lands feet first on the apron surprisingly, holding onto the top cable when Isaac comes rushing in for a big spear on Jon. Rich suddenly leap frogs Isaac though who charges between his legs, rushing straight shoulder first into the gut of Rose between the ropes. He spears Aurora right off the apron, sending her crashing to the outside mats with everyone in the arena on their feet, going nuts. Saine gets to his knees, his eyes opened widely in shock while Aurora sits up on the mats, appearing stunned that for the second week in a row Isaac was the one who eliminated her.

Mayne: The eye candy once again eliminated from the Rumble Bash! My sex drive is dying a slow and painful death tonight.

Douglas: What a tough break for Aurora.

Nathan gets to his feet inside of the ring, backing into the cables that Too Magnificent is standing just on the outside of. He reaches into the ring under the cables and grabs Creed by the ankle, pulling it into the air and causing Nathan to crash forward into the canvas. Too Magnificent uses that gripped ankle to pull Nathan out of the ring now, Creed dropping onto the mats in front of him feet first. Too Magnificent grabs him by the back of the head and charges Creed straight face first into the exposed steel post. Creed bashes off and tumbles onto his back while Too Magnificent steps in reverse, wearing a demented grin on his bloodied face. He doesn’t even spot Jon Rich charging across the ring and diving through the top and middle rope. Too Mag turns around as Rich connects with a suicide headbunt that knocks both men down hard to the mats, the crowd going insane. An exhausted Isaac steps towards the cables now and slides through them onto the apron, his back turned towards Too Magnificent and Rich, both men fighting it out as they stand up. Isaac jumps into the air though, landing feet first on the second rope before he moonsaults gracefully through the air and comes down on top of Too Mag and Rich, taking all three men down in a heap. Another “holy shit” chant starts from the crazed crowd as all three men lay in a pile on the outside of the ring. AWOL is ordering them to get back inside now, slapping his hands together and demanding he get back in there and do so before he has to get physical.

Riggs stands up in the squared circle, as Demon rolls back under the ropes in front of him. He stands up and charges in with a lariat that Riggs ducks before reaching back and wrapping his arm around his neck. Riggs drops to his seat and pulls Demon down with a hard reverse neckbreaker. Both men are down on the canvas now while bodies liter the ringside area as well. Surprisingly, Too Magnificent is the first to begin stirring. He gets to his knees, exhausted while Isaac starts to rise as well. Saine opens his hand and chops Too Magnificent across the chest while both men are kneeling before Mag slaps the side of Isaac’s face brutally. Saine is almost taken down from his knees before he delivers his own slap to the bloodied features of Too Magnificent, almost knocking him over. Too Mag stands up though and boots the face of Isaac viciously, knocking him onto his back. He steps forward, clearing sweat from his forehead before Saine rises to his feet behind him. Too Mag turns around when Isaac charges in and clotheslines him right down to the mats across his back. The Livewire Champion turns back towards the ring now and slides in slowly. As soon as he gets to his feet though, Riggs is right there with a boot into his jaw that knocks him back first against the cables. Riggs steps in and bends forward, placing his hands under the legs of Saine and lifting them into the air, trying to push him over the cables backwards in order to eliminate him. Saine is holding on though with absolutely every fiber of his being, trying to linger in that ring and go onto Paranoia IV. Riggs puts both of his shoulders under both of Saine’s knees, pushing up on them while swiping his feet across the canvas to get momentum. Jon Rich slides back into the ring now, appearing exhausted as he steps up beside Riggs and joins in the attempt to eliminate Saine. Isaac wraps his arms around the top rope though, fighting with all of his heart to avoid this elimination. Rich and Riggs are really putting their backs behind it but Isaac is roaring loudly, keeping his hands clamped about the cables.

Douglas: Isaac might be eliminated! He might be eliminated here Billy!

Mayne: Yes, get him out of there, get him out of there, that lying cheating bastard!

Isaac is still shaking his head while both men try to push him over the cables until Nathan slides into the ring behind them, holding his head throughout the process. He still seems to be feeling the effects of that impact with the turnbuckle and what happened to him at the recent Icon show. He shakes off the effects and steps up behind Riggs, grabbing him around the arm and pulling him off of Isaac, dragging him back to the center of the ring and hoisting him into the air with a half nelson. He is going for a back breaker but Riggs floats around and lands on his feet behind Creed’s back. He places his shoulder to Nathan’s spine and lifts him into the air, going for the back drop suplex. However, Creed floats over, landing on his feet behind his back and wrapping his arms around his neck. Riggs charges forward and drops down though, launching Creed right shoulder first into the lower back of Rich. Jon breaks away from Isaac as a result, arching his spine and shouting out in pain while Creed rolls across the canvas. Riggs stands up in front of Isaac now, who rushes forward out of the cables with a lariat. Riggs catches his arm though and swings around underneath of it, pulling Saine’s head around before he catches him around the neck. He connects with a huge swinging neckbreaker that plants the Livewire Champion hard across the back of his head upon the canvas.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1......

To a huge reaction from the crowd “Rumor” by Lindsey Lohan seeps through the PA system and Robin Brooks emerges through the curtains. She points to the fans on one side of the ring, and then does it to the crowd on the other side. She looks excited while blowing kisses and rushing towards the ring. Too Magnificent has gotten to his hands and knees on the outside of the ring while Riggs stands up on the inside, slugging it out with Jon Rich. Robin charges at the squared circle and steps off of Too Magnificent’s back before springing off of it onto the apron, and then jumping onto the top rope and then flying across the ring. The crowd erupts as she hits a double lariat to both Riggs’ and Rich’s throats, taking them both down to the canvas. Robin flips over forward and onto her feet now before being taken down with a huge running lariat by Demon, which almost takes him out of his own boots.

Douglas: Robin Brooks now entering the Bash, and doing so in a big way before taking out by that racist, pig headed bastard Demon.

Mayne: He just displayed why testosterones are the greatest.

Demon steps towards the down Robin, pointing out over the fans with a huge smirk.

Demon: Did you see that ladies, that’s why you should be in the kitchen, and not in the wrestling ring!

Demon continues to chuckle to himself before he bends over and grabs Robin by the hair, pulling her up slowly. She then launches a kick right to the side of his face, and then does it again before bending her knees and placing her feet to his sternum. She shoves him off backwards right into the canvas where he crashes across the back of his head and rolls onto his knees. Brooks rolls in reverse before she charges forward, straight at Demon and dives at him with a big dropkick to his chin. Demon flies backwards from the impact and crashes into the canvas before he rolls onto his hands and knees, looking out of it. Brooks gets to her feet now and steps towards him, stepping on top of Demon’s back and then jumping into the air as she flips over backwards. Brooks comes down with a moonsault on top of Demon’s spine, knocking him right back down to the canvas while Brooks lands on her knees. The fans are putting their hands together at the sight of this while Demon rolls across the canvas and gets to a kneeling base as Brooks steps in only for him to reach out and gouge her eyes with his fingers. Robin turns away, rubbing at her eyes as a result while Too Magnificent enters the ring at her side and launches a big running boot square to the side of her jaw. Robin is knocked onto her back with the fans screaming at the sound of the stiff impact. He now turns towards Isaac, who moves in and plants Mag under the jaw with a forearm, before doing it once again. The strikes cause Too Mag to be knocked off balance, staggering in reverse before Saine launches his foot into the side of Too Magnificent’s chin. The strike causes him to be knocked backwards into the cables, leaning on them for support. Isaac turns into a spiral, going for the roaring elbow only to be caught around the throat by Too Magnificent, who steps forward and grabs the back of Saine’s pants. He now hoists Isaac into the air and chokeslams him viciously down to the canvas, a bloodied Too Magnificent stepping forward and unleashing a roar.

As soon as he does this, Rich steps in and begins to drill him across the jaw with repeated right hands before he kicks him straight to the gut. Too Mag is bent forward before Rich charges into the cables at his side, bouncing off and coming back in only to be caught under the former Xtreme Champion’s arm and hoisted into the air. Too Mag drops onto his seat, hitting a huge sidebuster slam. Jon goes into convulsions after the impact while Too Magnificent rises to his feet slowly, blood still dripping off of his face. Riggs has gotten to his feet and is now being pushed forward into the cables by Nathan Creed, shoving him gut first against the ropes and grabbing his legs. He places the front of his thighs on top of his shoulders, and places his palms to his pelvis, trying to flip him over the cables forward. Riggs won’t go though, wrapping his arms around the top rope and shouting out in disbelief as paint drips from his features. Robin turns around and spots this now before rushing into the cables behind Creed, bouncing off of them and then rushing across the ring and reaching out with her hands. She places them to Nathan’s shoulders and pushes herself over into a leapfrog where she crashes posterior first into Riggs’ lower back. As a result the crowd starts cheering and screaming at the sight of the tag team move, Riggs leaning on the cables chest first with his lower body looking completely limp. Nathan backs up towards the center of the ring now, appearing dazed while Robin turns towards him, pointing over his back at a rising Too Magnificent, who still appears dazed. She comes charging in now when Nathan bends forward and places his hands to her inner thighs, throwing Brooks over his head straight at Too Magnificent who she hits with a huge dropkick. Too Magnificent is taken down hard to the canvas while Brooks turns and lands on her hands and knees.

Mayne: This isn’t fair, it’s suppose to be every man for themselves.

Douglas: Aren’t you the same man who just earlier was claiming it be smart to find a partner in this match?

Creed quickly ushers Robin to her feet while Demon stands up in front of them, leaning on the cables for support. He jumps into the air and lands feet first on the second cable and springs over in reverse. Nathan and Brooks turn to spot him right as he wraps his arms around their necks and drops onto his feet behind them, and then plummits to the canvas, connecting with a double reverse DDT. Both Project Lost Cause members bounce off the canvas and sit up, holding the backs of their heads and yelling in pain. Too Mag is now getting to his feet but receives a sensational double chop across his chest by an absolutely exhausted Riggs, who appears on the verge of collapse. He falls into Too Magnificent who is just as winded and now leaning on the cables back first. Riggs reaches down and grabs his legs, lifting up on them and trying to eliminate the big man while Demon gets up and steps in, trying to help. Isaac rises to a standing base, barely able to stand as well after being in there for so long but now moves forward and connects with a kick to the gut of Rich, who just forced himself to his feet. Hr grabs Jon by the back of the head and charges him at the cables, throwing him over the ropes. Jon reaches out and grabs the top one though, keeping from being eliminated as he drops seat first onto the apron, an exhausted wreck of a man. Nathan and Robin stagger to their feet and move up behind Demon and Riggs, clubbing them over their backs and trying to assault them.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1....

Douglas: The countdown has commenced again, and still no one has been eliminated!

Mayne: The ring filling up again.

Jackson keeps his back turned to the ring, flipping through a newspaper and remaining in disguise before AWOL turns and spots him, beginning to step slowly into his direction. He fails to notice that no one has emerged through the curtains.

Dan: Okay? Where is our next entry?

Mayne: Maybe they ate some bad burritos before the show started?

The camera suddenly switches backstage were a body is shown lying across the concrete, busted open and bloodied. It appears to be none other than Pitt who has gotten the hell beaten out of him. He is just inches away from the curtains while he remains spread across his spine, looking up at the lights in a comatose state.

Douglas: What the hell, someone has beat down Pitt, the next entry in the Rumble Bash backstage.

Mayne: Who would dare look at Pitt, let alone leave him in a pool of his own blood?

Inside of the ring, Jon has risen onto the apron and grabbed the top rope. He jumps into the air and lands feet first on the top cable before springing off but being caught right on top of Isaac’s shoulders. Saine drops back into a huge Somoan Drop, planting him hard to the canvas. Saine sits up looking exhausted before he turns around onto his knees and stands up, facing none other than Too Magnificent who comes charging in and throwing a lariat. Saine ducks it and gets behind his back, wrapping his arms around his waist and dropping back into a huge German. Too Magnificent is actually flipped over from the German, crashing across his chest and his stomach upon the canvas. He rises onto his knees, appearing out of it before he tumbles onto his side. Isaac turns onto his elbows and knees while rising to his feet in an exhausted state. Suddenly, to the shock of everyone in the arena, through the curtains rushes a very familiar sight. The fans find themselves cheering as Chapel bolts towards the ring with a steel chair in hand, still dressed in his regular attire. Isaac stomps down at Too Magnificent repeatedly, his back turned towards Chapel, as is AWOL’s, who is still approaching Jackson behind the barricade.

Douglas: Oh wait a minute here, it’s Chapel, it’s Chapel who laid out Pitt backstage!

Mayne: Hahaha, and he’s got a chair in his hand. A chair and Chapel is not a good combination.

The crowd is still screaming before Chapel slides into the ring, gripping the chair tightly. Isaac’s spine is still facing him when Chapel steps in and cracks the chair hard over his spine, causing Saine to arch his back and yell out in anguish. He is groaning in pain before he turns around to face Chapel who slams the chair violently over his skull. The Livewire Champion is taken down hard to the canvas across his back while Chapel remains standing over him with a demented glint in his eyes.

Douglas: No, no! What is Chapel doing?

Mayne: Are you blind or retarded? He’s attacking Isaac Saine.

Chapel throws down the dented chair and reaches out, grabbing Isaac by the back of the head and pants. He rolls him over onto his knees and forces the exhausted Isaac to his feet, while Saine can barely stand. Too Mag grabs him around the jaw and leans forward so that he can shout into his face.

Chapel: Now who’s hardcore!?!

Chapel grabs Isaac by the back of the head and rushes him at the cables before throwing him over the top rope. The fans react with shock as Isaac turns inside out and crashes across the mats back first, completely unconscious. Chapel steps in reverse, wearing a huge, disturbing grin on his face. With Saine spread across his back on the outside mats he tries to roll over and get to his feet, AWOL still hasn’t spotted this as he’s closely eyeing Adams, shifting through the pages of the newspaper.

Douglas: No, this is wrong, this is wrong! Chapel has just eliminated Isaac from the Rumble Bash. Both of Saine’s feet hit the mats and that’s all that matters.

Mayne: It’s about damn time. I got so sick of looking at Isaac in there.

Chapel grabs his chair and rolls under the ropes to the outside of the ring before he approaches the corner of the barricades. He now sits the chair up against it before approaching a battered and exhausted Isaac, trying to get to his feet. Chapel undoes his cufflinks and grabs Isaac by the hair, standing him up and rushing him at the barricade. He throws him head first into the steel plate, the violent collision causing Saine to bounce off and land on the chair seat first. There is a glazed over look in his eyes while he leans side first against the barricade for support, Chapel backing up now and slapping his knee before he rushes up and delivers a brutal face wash. The impact drives the side of Isaac’s head brutally into the barricade, causing him to bash off and collapse onto the mats. Blood is leaking out from beneath his broken mask as Chapel backs up slowly, staring at him and trembling in anger.

Chapel: I just proved who’s hardcore you son of a bitch. Now you know who’s the most violent man in the ULW, and who’s just the poser!

Chapel spits on Isaac before turning towards the ramp and making his way up it.

Mayne: Chapel has just sent a message to the Livewire Champion. This battle of the hardcore behemoths has just heated up. It’s gone from a battle of words to a physical blood bath.

Isaac remains spread across the mats, barely moving after the face wash into the barricades and the violent chair shots. EMTs have rushed out to check on him while AWOL is still examining Jackson’s back, scratching at his jaw and nodding his head with a smirk on his features. Jackson anxiously glances over his shoulder and spots AWOL before burying his nose into the paper again. AWOL steps up behind him, patting Adams on the shoulder now while Jackson orders him to stay away. A chuckle escapes AWOL’s lungs before he slaps on a rear naked choke. Jackson kicks and squirms relentlessly as AWOL drags him over top of the barricade, choking him out. Jackson is gagging as he is thrown back and forth in the rear naked choke by the General Manager.

Mayne: AWOL IS CHOKING OUT ADAMS!!

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

”Hate Me” erupts from the PA system and to a huge reaction from the crowd, Bryan Kirros emerges through the curtains, turning in circles to take in the reaction before he bolts straight at the squared circle.

Douglas: Bryan Kirros the next entry here in the Bash, but the big story is what AWOL is doing to Adams at ringisde!

Mayne: This is outrageous!

AWOL flings Jackson back and forth still, as the life begins to escape the features of a struggling Alpha Generation member. His will power vanishes as he hangs limply within the arms of AWOL who turns and rolls the number two entry back into the ring. Adams ends up spread across his back while AWOL steps away, appearing flustered.

AWOL: Now stay!

AWOL backs up the ramp slowly while Kirros slides into the ring, only for Too Magnificent to rush in for a quick lariat. Kiross ducks under the lariat and gets behind his back before Too Mag spins around. Kirros jumps into the air and connects with a stiff back heel kick to his face. The shot takes Too Magnificent down hard across his back upon the canvas before Bryan gets to his feet and turns towards Nathan and Robin who have interlocked hands as they rush forward for a double lariat. Kirros ducks it and rushes into the cables behind them, bouncing off and coming back in. As he does he jumps into the air and connects with a double dropkick to both their sternums while going into a corkscrew and landing on his side. The crowd cheers the acrobatic move that has taken both Robin and Creed down to the canvas, both of them appearing winded. Bryan gets to his feet and raises his arms above his head before Demon charges up behind him and delivers a vicious forearm shot to his upper back. The shot knocks Bryan down hard to the canvas while Demon stands over him with a snide expression on his face.

Demon: That’s the way a white boy does it!

Demon begins to stomp away at Kirros while Adams utilizes the cables to will himself to his feet. Sweat drips from his exhausted body while he points straight over the cables at AWOL, who is standing on the ramp demanding he keep his head in the match. Jackson is covered in sweat while he shouts in fury at AWOL, who is merely smirking. Suddenly Jon Rich staggers up behind Jackson and grabs him around the thigh, lifting up on it and causing the number two entry to spill over the ropes and crash to the outside mats on his posterior. The entire arena reacts with shock and cheers as Jackson has been eliminated from the Rumble Bash. He turns onto his knees with his jaw hanging open, shaking his head back and forth as sweat seeps from his features.

Douglas: Jackson has been eliminated, he’s been eliminated!

Mayne: It’s all thanks to that no good AWOL. He caused this! If it wasn’t for him, Adams would have won this whole thing.

Adams gets to his feet with his hands slipping through his sweaty locks, trembling with fury as he glares at the General Manager. AWOL shrugs his shoulders and tilts his head, acting innocent before Adams begins to nod his head.

Adams: Is that the way you want to play it?

Jackson approaches the steel chair used by Chapel and grabs it out of the corner of the barricades, folding it up and marching towards the ring. Inside of the squared circle, Demon has grabbed Kirros by the wrist as he swings around under it, placing him in the arm ringer. He bends forward and tucks his head under the armpit of Bryan now and lifts him into the air before dropping him hard to the canvas with the back drop suplex. He gets to his knees immediately before turning towards Bryan and shouting obscenities into his face. He palms the cheek of Bryan repeatedly to add emphasis to his racist comments. Jon has staggered towards the center of the ring with Riggs getting up in front of him. He charges forward when Jon catches Riggs across the sternum though and then hoists him up into a rock bottom, only to drop him back first across his knee with a vicious back breaker. Riggs rolls off of his knees while an exasperated Rich stands up, trying to get the fans behind him, they respond with cheers before Jackson slides into the ring with the chair in hand and rushes up behind Jon. He slams the chair violently over his back, the crowd screaming with outrage as Rich is taken down hard to the canvas, rolling across it.

Douglas: Dammit, Adams is doing the same thing he did last year! What a sore loser.

Mayne: He has a right to be upset, he wasn’t eliminated fairly.

Adams turns towards the ropes and glares straight at AWOL before throwing the chair over the cables and shouting something.

Adams: You fuck with me, and I’ll fuck with you! The gloves are off!

Adams backs towards the cables and slips through them before dropping onto the mats while AWOL makes his way quickly towards the ring. Jackson turns and jumps over the barricade though, taking off while AWOL moves around the squared circle in pursuit, doing so methodically though, taking his dear old time. Jon reaches for his spine while he presses himself up onto his knees, appearing to be in tremendous pain. Robin gets to her feet and steps in though, lifting her elbow into the air and dropping it straight to his lower back. In the meanwhile, Too Magnificent has gotten to his feet and is slugging Nathan Creed across the chin, backing him up straight into one of the corners. He bends forward and wraps his arms around the knees of Nathan, lifting his legs up into the air as Creed leans back first against the corner, trying to flip him up and over to lead to his elimination. Nathan is holding on though with his body immersed in absolute agony. Robin has dragged Rich to his feet and throws him into the cables before stepping in and folding up one of his legs, pushing up on it. Rich wraps his arm around the top rope though, keeping from being pushed over. In the meanwhile, Demon has his foot pressed to the throat of Kirros, choking him violently while his back is pressed to the corner. Demon steps backwards now and rushes in as he extends his foot and slams it across the side of Bryan’s features, connecting with a version of the face wash. Bryan wraps his hands around his jaw while rolling onto his knees out of the corner. Demon turns and pulls himself up onto the second rope in the corner while Kirros begins to get to his feet, bent over forward. Demon jumps off and catches him around the neck, connecting with a flip over neckbreaker.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

The buzzer is heard in the background once again, signifying the arrival of another star while Demon gets to his feet but walks right into a spinning, discus European Uppercut by an absolutely exhausted Riggs that takes him right back down to the canvas. “Breakdown” by Breaking Benjamin hits the PA system and causes the crowd to go nuts as Hurse staggers through the curtains, covered in blood, and barely bandaged. Too Magnificent turns away from Creed now, still covered in his own blood as he yells for Hurse to enter, preparing himself. Now that Creed is free he steps towards Riggs and begins to slug him against the forehead repeatedly, backing him into the cables. Nathan bends forward and grabs his leg, trying to lift it into the air as he places it over the back of his neck, attempting to eliminate him. Both Hurse and Too Magnificent remain with their eyes locked on one another, anxiously anticipating getting their hands on one another again.

Mayne: Didn’t this guy retire already?

Douglas: Yes, but he’s still out here, ready for one final battle against Too Magnificent, and he said earlier, if he wins this match tonight he may very well stay here in the ULW long enough to win the World title.

Billy: Ha!

Too Magnificent is licking his lips as he salivates at the thought of beating down Hurse, still motioning for him to enter as the Submission Champion nods and moves towards the squared circle quickly. Suddenly to the shock of the fans though, Aurora Rose attackss Hurse from behind, knocking him down hard to the mats and causing him to roll across them. Rose quickly grabs the black shirt hanging over her and removes it, revealing her ULW:R t-shirt. The crowd boos furiously at the sight of this as ULW:R’s Blood comes rushing from the back as well. He joins in with stomps upon Hurse, who is trying to get to his feet, but is unable to do so. Aurora makes an unusual motion as into the ring, from the stands enters AMOK, and GBH. Both men slide in and immediately attack Creed and Brooks from behind, laying into them with clubbing blows.

Douglas: What the hell? ULW:R is invading the ring again, and this time they’re led by Aurora Rose. Does this mean she’s joined the ULW:R revolution?

Mayne: I think so, I cannot believe this chaos!

Too Magnificent seems irate as both Aurora and Blood stomp at the down, barely conscious Hurse, taking away his opportunity to get his hands on the Submission Champion one more time. He steps towards the ropes and drops down into a roll under the cables before stepping up to Blood and booting him hard to the side of the face. Blood is knocked backwards into the barricade before Too Mag grabs Aurora by the back of the head and elbows her to the side of the face. He turns her towards the ring and rolls her into the squared circle before spinning back around to face Hurse who has risen to his feet. Hurse immediately slugs Too Mag across the jaw, the fans going nuts as both men come to blows with one another right there on the mats. Too Magnificent throws another right hand that Hurse ducks under, getting behind his back. Too Mag spins around and gets a right to the jaw, followed by another one, and then a third. Too Magnificent is knocked backwards from the blows before Hurse steps back and charges in. Too Mag side steps Hurse and catches him under his arm though, hoisting Hurse into the air and planting him to the mats with a side slam. Hurse roars in pain as a result while Blood slides into the ring. Nathan chops AMOK across the sternum, and then does it again while Riggs remains against the cables behind him. The crowd woos each chop before Nathan grabs him by the back of the head and rushes him at the cables behind his back. He throws him forward into Riggs who bends forward and catches him against his shoulders. He now stands up, elevating AMOK over the cables and turning as he crashes to the outside mats. Riggs leans on the ropes as Nathan steps in and forearms him to the side of the face, and then does it once again. Demon staggers across the ring before he turns towards Blood who grabs the top rope while standing on the apron. Blood uses the cables to flip over the ropes forward and land on his feet in front of Demon before charging forward and delivering a vicious lariat to his throat. Demon is taken down hard to the canvas while the crowd groans what they just witnessed. Aurora steps towards Robin and grabs her by the shoulder, spinning her away from Rich and spinning around, connecting with a back kick to her gut. Aurora turns and rushes into the ropes, jumping onto the middle one and springing off as she turns in mid-air and connects with a hard buzzsaw kick to Brooks’ face, knocking her down to the canvas.

With Aurora getting to her feet though, she doesn’t even notice Nathan rushing in and catching her around the neck. Creed drops back into a hard snap suplex, planting the spine of Aurora into the canvas before rolls over onto his knees and forces Rose to a standing base. He still has her in a front gantry as he stands up, Robin getting to her feet behind him. Nathan hoists Aurora into the air and then drops back with a vertical suplex, Robin catching her around the waist as they deliver a powerbomb, suplex combination. The crowd puts their hands together at the sight of this while Too Magnificent rolls Hurse into the ring. Hurse rolls to the center of it while Too Magnificent steps onto the apron and makes his way up it onto the top rope. He braces himself with the crowd screaming before he dives off the top rope and soars through the air, extending his leg outward. Hurse rolls out of the way though as Too Magnificent crashes seat first into the canvas, missing the Arrogance is Bliss to a huge reaction. Too Mag yells out in pain while turning onto his knees, Robin spinning around to face him before she rushes in and connects with a huge shining wizard to the side of the face. Too Mag is launched backwards, landing on his back with blood gushing from his face. The fans are putting their hands together still with Nathan getting to his knees and turning to spot Brooks coming to the aid of Hurse. He bites bitterly into his lip, appearing not pleased whatsoever at the sight of this. Brooks crawls towards Hurse lying on his side in the corner, continuing to check on his condition while Blood and GBH work as a duo to eliminate Riggs. They lift up on both of his legs, trying to force him over the cables. Jon Rich is seated in one of the corners, breathing heavily while covered in sweat and still feeling the effects of the chair shot. Demon has risen to his feet but Kirros has moved in, clocking him across the jaw several times and backing him up towards the cables. Kirros kicks him to the gut and rushes backwards into the cables. He bounces off and comes back in before jumping into the air and over top the head of Demon. He catches him around the neck and delivers a huge standing blockbuster on Demon. Aurora has moved in and is trying to help both Blood and GBH eliminate Riggs from the Rumble Bash now. ULW:R trying to get the number 3 entry out of the ring.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

Douglas: My God, with all this action already in the ring, who else is going to come out and take part in this brand of insanity?

Mayne: Who knows? Haven’t we reached our last entry already? Where the hell is Orlando Cruze when you need him?

Nathan has stepped towards Robin who is still checking on the down Hurse and begins to beg her to turn around and help him out. Brooks won’t listen to it though while the back of Demon’s head is pressed to the cables with Bryan’s foot to his throat, Kirros holding the top rope to give him leverage. Riggs is fighting with everything he has left to be keep from being eliminated by the ULW:R contingent, while an exhausted Too Magnificent and Jon Rich step towards one another and begin slugging each other to the face in the center of the ring. “The Man that You Fear,” is heard throughout the arena as the entire crowd stands up, staring at the ramp in disbelief, and excitement. Through the curtains strides the massive deranged behemoth, Saul. He stops on the stage and glares with a twisted glint in his eyes straight at the ring full of ULW and ULW:R superstars, and licks his lips in anticipation.

Douglas: Oh no, oh no, it’s this massive demon known as Saul! This is not good for everyone inside of that ring.

Mayne: Truer words have never been uttered Dan. Prepare for hell on earth!

The crowd is still going nuts while Saul makes his way towards the ring slowly, Too Mag and Rich turning to stare at him in shock. Saul methodically approaches the ring before he reaches up and grabs the top rope, pulling himself up onto the apron and then stepping over the top rope. The crowd is screaming as Saul stands in front of the ropes, a very disfigured smile spread across his demented features. Rich and Too Magnificent rush forward at Saul now only for the monster to big boot Too Mag straight to the face, taking him down to the canvas. Rich connects with a right hand to Saul’s face though, following it up with another strike, and then a third shot. He backs up now and then rushes forward before Saul takes him down with a massive, brutal uppercut to the jaw. Rich crashes into the canvas and then flips over backwards before GHB turns to spot this. He now rushes straight at the behemoth who side steps him and catches the back of GHB’s head. He rushes him at the cables and throws him over to the outside of the ring. GHB is sent into a spiral before he crashes brutally face first off the mats, the crowd groaning at the sight of this. Nathan keeps trying to get Robin to turn around and help him before he spins to face Saul and comes rushing in. Saul catches him with a tilt a whirl straight into the back breaker though, and then wraps his arm around the waist of Creed again. He stands up, hoisting Nathan off of his knee and then delivering a brutal side slam. Creed is driven hard into the canvas before he arches his back off the canvas and turns onto his knees, beginning to stand up. Kirros turns with a shocked expression on his face to stare at the rising Saul, a dazed Demon still seated behind him. The Hell’s Angels member leans forward off the cables though and places his hands to the back of Kirros, shoving him forward straight at Saul who bends forward and catches him chest and stomach first against the palms of his hands. He stands up now, hoisting Kirros above his head and turning before he throws him with a gorilla press over the top rope. GHB who just stood up on the outside, looks towards the heavens as Kirros comes crashing down straight on top of him. The fans are shocked as Kirros is now eliminated from the Rumble Bash.

Saul flashes that same disturbing smile while Robin turns away from Hurse and finally spots this giant looming in the ring. She steps forward and pops him under the jaw, and then does it again, the strikes beginning to weaken Saul, staggering the behemoth. Robin now turns and rushes into the cables in front of him, jumping into the air and landing feet first on the second rope before she springs off and turns in mid-air. Saul catches her around the waist though, swinging her around and hitting the Deliverance (Blackhole Slam). The fans are stunned by the last minute counter as Saul gets to his feet, a ferocious glint in his eyes. Aurora Rose charges in now and jumps into the air, wrapping her arms around Saul’s neck, and doing the same with her legs. She is trying to choke him out but Saul will not go down, he remains standing but appearing to be weakened by this strangulation. With a slow stride towards the ropes he keeps fighting this submission from Aurora who has it expertly applied. But Saul now grabs the top rope with one hand and reaches over his head, grabbing a handful of Aurora’s hair. He snapmares her over his shoulder though and over the ropes as well, sending her crashing back first to the outside mats. Yet again Saul has eliminated another superstar within the first minute of being in the ring.

Douglas: This Saul is unstoppable, he’s already thrown out three individuals and he’s only been in there a matter of seconds. Aurora came back in after her first elimination, but she be foolish to do so again with Saul now in the ring.

Mayne: This guy is frightening, and a true force to be reckoned with. Although he should really see a good orthodontist.

Blood turns away from Riggs, who just won’t go over and rushes straight at Saul who catches him gut first with his palms, throwing him up into the air. Blood gets tremendous height only for Saul to reach out and catch him around the legs and waist. He now powerfully, brutally powerbombs him right back down to the canvas. The body of Blood hits the ring hard before Saul roars and lifts him into the air again. Saul powerbombs Blood a second time into the canvas and then drags him up into the air for a third bomb. He transitions him though and allows Blood to fall gut first onto his shoulders before he connects with the DVD, hitting his Drowning Oblivion. Saul just sits there now with a twisted expression on his face, getting great enjoyment from the pain he’s instilling. In the meanwhile, Riggs has stepped towards Demon who is standing up in the corner and double knife edge chops him straight across the sternum. The strikes almost knock Demon down before Riggs jumps onto the second rope at his side, springing off and turning in mid-air to connect with a back heel kick to the Hell’s Angels members chin, knocking him down onto his posterior upon the canvas. A sweaty Riggs turns around now and begins to run across the ring only to charge into both of Saul’s hands.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

The buzzer once again starts in the background as through the curtains strolls a confused Denile Partis. He turns in circles while looking around, as if he’s completely lost. He finally turns towards the ring and marches towards it. Inside of the ring, Saul has Riggs placed in a double chokehold to his opponent’s shock. With a grunt Saul throws him up into the air and catches Riggs on top of his shoulders. He seems ready to deliver that same move he just hit on Blood before Riggs slugs him repeatedly to the forehead, trying to fight out of it. He now pushes himself around so that he is seated on the back of Saul’s shoulders just behind his neck. He drops over backwards, going for a reverse hurricarana only for Saul to reach up and catch him around his ankles causing Riggs to now hang from his back. While he does this, Hurse stands up in front of him a bloodied mess. He comes rushing in at Saul and jumps into the air, landing on top of his shoulders, and legs first on top of the shins of Riggs, dropping back for his own hurricarana. Saul adjusts his hands quickly to catch Hurse around his ankles now too, causing the SubmissioN Champion to hang down from his neck in front of him, and for Riggs to hang over his back from his neck. The crowd starts to scream as Saul begins to spin in circles, going into a giant swing with both men hanging from neck before he jumps into the air and comes down on his posterior, releasing both men and throwing them both across the ring. Everyone in the arena explodes, standing up and slapping the barricades while starting a holy shit chant at the sight of what they just witnessed.

Douglas: What the hell did we just see?

Mayne: Saul with ungodly strength, he just did a double giant swing from around his neck. That is unimaginable.

Denile slides into the ring and steps up behind the seated Saul, delivering a stiff buzzsaw kick to his upper back, and then doing it again. Saul grunts while digging his fingers into his palms, but shows no other signs of pain. He rolls onto his knees slowly while Denile steps in and pops him across the side of the face with a forearm strike and then grabs him by the back of the head, delivering several stiff European Uppercuts. Saul remains on his knees though while Denile does a double outward thrust chop to his sternum, and then does it again. The strikes seem to be cutting Saul down a bit as Denile rushes backwards into the cables, bouncing off and coming back in when Saul stands up and side steps whatever he was going for. He gets behind Denile’s back and bends forward, placing his shoulders to Partis’ spine and reaching up, grabbing him by the wrist. Saul pulls Denile’s wrist around in front of his throat before hoisting him into the air. Denile is now spread across his shoulders in a torture rack position with his own forearm pulled across his neck before Saul drags down on the wrist he has clutched and falls to his side. The crowd covers their mouths as Denile crashes across the back of his head, his body standing on top of it after the hangman’s driver. Denile bounces off the canvas and flips over onto his seat, looking out cold while Saul gets to his feet quickly, appearing very proud of this destruction. He has everyone reeling in this contest as he turns towards Demon who is standing up on the second rope now. Demon flies off and turns in mid-air, connecting with a soaring European Uppercut straight to his jaw. The strike staggers Saul and causes him to turn towards Too Magnificent who rushes forward and connects with a stiff big boot to his jaw. The strike knocks Saul backwards spine first against the corner. His arms fall over it for support while Too Magnificent steps in and open hand chops him across the chest then reaches down grabbing one of his legs. He tries to lift the leg into the air and push Saul over the turnbuckle backwards, but he will not budge even in the slightest.

Demon steps in and grabs his other leg, trying to lift the massive thigh into the air, yet still Saul resists, grinding his crooked, disfigured teeth. Hurse is standing up in the meanwhile in the center of the ring when Jon comes rushing across it and delivers a straight kick to his face. The shot causes the Submission Champion to stand up straight, appearing incredibly dazed before Rich spins around, going for a huge back chop. Hurse ducks it though and catches Jon around the neck and the thigh. He unleashes a grunt before dropping back, flipping Rich over sideways and causing him to crash across the back of his head upon the canvas. He slams off the ring and flips up onto his posterior, appearing almost out cold after the impact. Nathan and Robin also get to their feet, appearing very battered before Creed steps towards a rising Blood and chops him hard to the sternum. The shot backs him into the cables while Brooks steps in and begins to slug him across the face as well. They both work on trying to eliminate him while Saul starts to fight out of his corner, digging his fingers into the eye sockets of Too Magnificent. He rakes them and then grabs Demon around the head, pulling it forward while sinking his teeth into the bridge of his nose. Demon yells out in pain as a result before he turns away, holding the bridge of his nose as a result. Saul starts to step forward now when Riggs rushes across the ring and jumps into the air, he flies in between Magnificent and Demon, connecting with a huge forearm strike to the jaw of Saul. The crowd groans the impact as Riggs backs up, Hurse standing up behind him and then charging in as well. As soon as Riggs steps out of the way, Hurse flies in and connects with a heat seeking dropkick to the face of the monster Saul, that causes the crowd to groan at the sound of the impact. Somehow Saul is still standing in the corner though, his arms barely keeping him upright. That’s before Hurse turns to face Jon, who has gotten to his feet holding the back of his head and rushing forward quickly. He jumps at Hurse with a big boot that Parkwood steps out of the way of, causing the boot to connect with Saul’s face brutally, his leg Rich’s leg falling over the top rope in the process. Saul is finally taken off of his feet as he crashes onto his posterior, looking incredibly dazed.

Douglas: It took a combined effort, but after three hard strikes to the head, Saul is finally down.

Mayne: But for how long? This man keeps coming back like a sadistic character from a cheap horror movie.

Robin and Nathan are still trying to force Blood over the cables as his back is now on top of them. He reaches down with his legs though, wrapping them around the top cable. Rich has turned towards Hurse who has stepped forward out of the corner Saul was just knocked down in. With quickness Jon rushes forward and jumps into the air, connecting with a hard heel kick to the back of his head. The strike knocks Hurse forward before Jon lands on his hands and knees, getting to his feet in an exhausted state before Riggs steps in and catches him around the neck. Riggs drops back with such a quick downward spiral it causes Jon to crash into the canvas and stand on top of his face for a second. Jon bounces off and crashes onto his back.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.....

Douglas: Well, we know who this is going to be Billy.

Mayne: Yes, just the man I’ve been waiting for, someone to bring an end to this insanity.

To a great chorus of boos from the crowd, “Scorpions” by Megadeath cuts through the loud speakers and through the curtains strides the one, the only Icon, Orlando Cruze. The fans are infuriated as Cruze steps out onto the stage and spins in circles with his hands held out to his sides and his palms open. He looks towards the heavens with a smug expression on his face before he starts towards the ring. Suddenly Hurse rushes up the ramp having rolled out of the ring while holding the back of his neck. He charges up the ramp straight at Orlando and slugs him across the jaw, the fans going nuts while Cruze responds with a strike to the face of the Submission Champion. Both men are now going at it on the outside of the ring with the fans standing, going insane.

Douglas: Hurse not waiting for the final entry into this Rumble Bash match! He wants him here and now!

Mayne: How dare he ruin the grand entrance of Orlando.

Orlando is caught off guard by the strikes to his face as Hurse switches position with him, forcing his back to face the ring. He connects with a forearm to the back of his head, and then does it again. He now chops him across the sternum, sending Cruze into a backwards spiral in the direction of the ring. He turns in a circle and falls back first against it before Hurse steps in and chops him hard to the sternum again. The bloodied Submission Champion grabs Cruze by the back of the head and begins to charge him at the steel steps. Cruze grabs the back of Hurse’s head though and throws him down violently into the steps across the back of his head and shoulders. He crashes into it violently while the Icon backs up, appearing stunned. He doesn’t spot Riggs reaching over the cables though and grabbing the Icon around the jaw, pulling him up onto the apron. A shocked expression sets into Cruze’s eyes as he is turned around on the apron and stood up, placed in a front gantry by Riggs who vertical suplexes the Icon over the ropes and into the ring. Cruze crashes hard across the squared circle, sitting up and yelling out in pain while Demon rushes in though and kicks him hard and stiff right to the forehead. The Icon is knocked onto his back while Demon continues to rush forward straight into Riggs, who has stood up in front of the cables. Demon pump kicks him straight to the jaw now, knocking Riggs over the cables. Riggs is eliminated! Wait no, he grabs the middle rope and keeps from crashing to the outside of the ring. The fans are stunned by this while Demon turns around to face Orlando, shaking his head and admiring what he is about to do to the Icon. He steps in and drops a leg across his neck before rolling onto his feet and jumping into the air, coming down knee first into his forehead. Orlando flops on the canvas before Demon stands up only to turn around a back elbow to the face from Too Magnificent. The strike knocks him down to the canvas until he points down at Orlando, who is trying to get to his feet. Too Magnificent motions for Cruze to stand up as he rises to his knees. He now pops him across the jaw, and then does it again, deeply enjoying this.

Saul remains seated in the corner watching this, Robin and Nathan oblivious to Orlando’s presence though as they still try to force Blood to the outside. He is now on the opposite side of the cables, over top of the apron with both his arms and legs wrapped around the top rope. Nathan and Brooks slug him to the ribs and the side of the face while Too Magnificent grabs Orlando by the throat and pulls him to his feet slowly. He seems to be thoroughly enjoying the thought of bringing pain to Cruze before Orlando kicks straight upward into his testicles. Too Magnificent bends forward, holding his genitalia and yelling out in pain before Cruze kicks him hard straight to the face, sending him into a backwards spiral in the direction of the cables. He hits them right as Riggs is pulling them down to get o his feet. The fans scream in shock as Too Mag spills over them backwards and hits the mats, rolling across them as he is officially eliminated from the Rumble Bash.

Douglas: Too Mag eliminated after that dastardly Cruze gave him the low blow. Unbelievable.

Mayne: Dammit, there is no more Alpha Generation representation in the Rumble Bash! But Cruze is still in there, which is a positive.

Orlando staggers forward and falls back first against the corner while Rich gets to his feet and charges in quickly at Cruze. The Icon suddenly launches his boot right up into Jon’s face though, causing him to stagger backwards throughout the process. With quickness Cruze pulls himself up the turnbuckle backwards, sitting on the top rope and about to fly off when Demon rushes into the scene and steps onto the second rope, springing off of it and connecting with a roundhouse kick to the back of the Icon’s head. The crowd groans as Orlando’s eyes roll to the back of his head, Demon rolling onto his knee and getting to his feet. He steps up the turnbuckle in front of Cruze and then turns around as he grabs the Icon’s legs, placing them over his shoulders. He now sits on the top rope with Cruze placed in an electric chair drop position when Riggs steps in and slaps the side of Demon’s face with incredible stiffness. Demon looks just as groggy as Orlando now while Denile Partis comes charging in straight into a brutal superkick under the jaw by Riggs. The shot knocks spit from Denile’s mouth before he turns and crashes onto his back, Riggs sliding through the ropes at the side of Demon and Cruze, who are still stacked on top of one another in the corner. Riggs shows remarkable athleticism as he jumps into the air and turns his body around to land feet first on the top rope with his back facing the ring. He springs off though and jumps into the air, landing on top of Orlando’s shoulders and falling in reverse. The fans go nuts as Riggs hurricarana’s Orlando off of Demon’s shoulders, sending him flipping over and flying across the ring. Cruze crashes onto the ring across his back while Riggs moonsaults over backwards after the hurricana and lands right on top of Denile. Everyone is standing and slapping the barricades again while Demon gets to his feet on the top rope and looks both ways before flying off the corner. He soars over top both Riggs and Rich and hits a frog splash right on top of Orlando. The fans slap the barricades harder while Demon rolls off of Cruze, holding his mid-section after the impact.

Douglas: Ohhhhh!! Un-fucking-believable!

Mayne: The things these guys are pulling out of their arsenals tonight is amazing.

Riggs rises to his knees when Rich steps in and boots him hard to the side of the fac, knocking him over onto his back. Jon turns around when Saul steps out of the corner and boots him to the jaw now. The strike knocks Jon over backwards with great whiplash, crashing across the back of his neck and head. Saul staggers forward into the cables now while Blood falls onto the apron, Nathan and Robin continuing to stomp away at him repeatedly. Saul turns around and rushes at both individuals now, but Project Lost Cause turns around and catches him with a double drop toe hold, causing the monster to crash face first into the middle rope. He bounces off and lands on his back, rolling across the canvas while Robin and Nathan both point at each other and step towards diagonal corners. Nathan slides through the middle rope onto the apron, while Robin does as well, both athletes getting to the top rope with Saul rolling to the center of the ring. Brooks suddenly jumps into the air, going into a shooting star while Nathan dives across the ring with a flying headbutt, both individuals connect at the same time on Saul, the crowd going absolutely insane. Hurse rolls back into the ring now while both Nathan and Robin roll out of the way. The Submission Champion rushes at the cables to Saul’s side, jumping onto the middle rope and springing off backwards into the moonsault right across the ribs of the giant. A UL-Dub chant starts now at the sight of this, Project Lost Cause teaming up to try and get Saul out of the ring. Denile gets to his feet slowly, utilizing the cables to pull himself to his feet while he turns around to face the center of the ring, As soon as Creed gets to his feet, Denile turns and jumps onto the top rope at his side, springing off and turning in mid-air before he lands on the back of Nathan’s head, driving him down to the canvas. Partis gets to his feet, slapping his chest and looking proud of himself when Blood enters the ring behind him and charges in quickly. He delivers a brutal big boot straight to Partis’ back, launching him forward into the cables and spilling over them to the outside of the ring.

Douglas: Denile eliminated!! We’re down to the great 8 here Billy. Either, Robin, Nathan, Saul, Orlando, Hurse, Jon Rich, Riggs, Demon or Blood will go onto Paranoia’s World title match.

Mayne: Can you learn to count? That’s nine.

Dan: Yeah, but I don’t count Orlando, because he’s a prick.

Blood gets to his feet and turns around to face Robin, who he charges at quickly, Hurse standing up behind her. He rushes in with a lariat only for Brooks to duck under before she goes into a corkscrew kick to the back of Blood’s head. The shot knocks him forward straight at Hurse who jumps into the air and swings around with a violent spinning heel kick, taking him right down to the canvas. Hurse crashes onto his back with the fans putting their hands together. He turns his head to stare at Saul now who has rolled onto his knees, trying to get to his feet. With great quickness Hurse charges at the nearest turnbuckle and jumps onto the top rope with agility. He springs off, not using any hands to stable himself first and turns around, catching Saul around the neck as he goes for the tornado DDT. Saul bends over forward but doesn’t crash into the canvas, forcing Hurse to wrap his legs around his waist while he hangs from his neck with the front gantry applied. Saul stands up surprisingly and steps forward, sitting Hurse on the top rope and then breaking his head free. He lifts his palms into the air and slaps them to the sternum of Hurse, knocking him over the cables backwards and sending him crashing to the outside mats spine first.

Dan: Hurse has been eliminated! Saul has thrown out yet another superstar here in the Rumble Bash! Is there no one that can stop this man?

Mayne: Moses?

Demon pulls Orlando to his feet while holding him in the front gantry before Cruze buries his shoulder into his gut and rushes him back first into the turnbuckle. Demon is driven hard into the corner while Cruze steps away from him, turning to face the back of Creed who has stepped in and blasted Saul over his upper back. The giant is knocked over forward, falling chest first against the cables while Creed steps back in and brutally knife edge chops him to the kidneys. Saul’s knees buckle as a result while Robin steps towards the cables and looks sadly over them at Hurse, who has stood up holding his ribs and the back of his neck. The crowd is cheering on loudly as Hurse makes his final march up the ramp, having competed in his last ULW match up. They shower him with praises while Robin wipes a tear from her eye before Nathan steps in and grabs her by the shirt. He spins Robin around and begins to shout at her, demanding that she keep her mind in the match. Brooks just looks at Creed oddly before he turns and points at Hurse over the cables, shouting at him. Suddenly Orlando rushes in and delivers a forearm to the upper back of Creed, knocking him over the top rope and to the outside of the ring. He crashes onto the outside mats with everyone in the arena once again screaming in disbelief. Nathan rolls onto his knees, his jaw hanging unhinged from his face as a result of being eliminated.

Mayne: Now Creed is out thanks to Orlando! The animosity building up between those two is off the charts.

Douglas: It’s going to implode sooner rather than later.

Robin turns and begins to connect with karate style kicks to the thighs of Orlando, welting them up as he staggers away from Brooks. She connects with another kick to the back of his thigh that takes Orlando over backwards, crashing onto his back. In anger, Brooks jumps over him and rushes forward, jumping onto the middle rope and springing off. She turns sideways and comes down with an elbow to Cruze’s sternum, causing him to flop and down on the ring while Brooks turns around to spot Saul standing up in the center of the ring. She rushes in quickly only for Saul to catch her with a tilt a whirl. She swings all the way around though, and places his head in a leg scissors, trying for the hurricarana. She was too close to the ropes though as Saul turns around to face them, Brooks reaching out and grabbing the top cable with both hands while her legs remain locked around Saul’s neck. He reaches up though and places his large hands to her knees, pushing her legs up into the air and causing her to flip over the top rope, before turning and crashing down hard to the outside mats side first. The fans scream as Robin has now been eliminated from the Bash as well.

Billy: Hahaha, yes, yes, all of Project Lost Cause has been eliminated from the Rumble Bash!!

Douglas: I cannot believe this whatsoever. They were working well as a team but all of them got caught in some tricky circumstance to lead to their elimination back to back to back. That leaves us now with Jon Rich, Riggs, Saul, Blood, Demon and Orlando Cruze. Ladies and gentlemen, we are down to six people.

Mayne: And only one is going to Paranoia.

Hurse walks out from the back again to a huge reaction as he steps towards Robin who dropped down onto the mats in front of the ramp. He grabs her by the arm and gently begins to help her to her feet only for Nathan to step in and violently shove the Submission Champion backwards. Hurse almost loses his footing as a sweaty Nathan points and shouts at him to stay away from Brooks. He now bends forward and helps Robin to a standing base. Riggs has stepped towards Rich in the corner, slugging him across the side of the face before connecting with an open hand palm strike to the side of his face. Rich is almost knocked off of his feet before Riggs bends his head down and places it in a front gantry. He starts to step up the turnbuckle, preparing to deliver a superplex from the top rope to cheers from the fans before the ever dominant Saul steps in and places his hand to the posterior of Riggs. He shoves him over the ropes, causing Riggs to turn and land side first onto the apron though, somehow preventing being eliminated from the Bash. Saul turns to face Rich and begins to step up the corner only for Jon to come to life, throwing right hand after right hand into his face. Saul is almost knocked down as he steps off the turnbuckle and back down feet first to the canvas. Rich is still hitting him to the jaw while Saul backs up away from the corner, appearing out of it. Rich begins to set up now, preparing to take flight. He soars from the top rope and connects with a dropkick to the chest of Saul, knocking him back first against the ropes. Somehow is still standing with his spine pressed to the cables while Jon gets to his feet, shocked at the sight of this. Blood, seated in a nearby corner, also appears surprised by Saul’s refusal to be taken down. Rich turns and charges at one of the turnbuckles again, stepping up it with his back aimed towards Saul. He is about to hit something acrobatic when Saul rushes across the ring and places his hands to the back of Rich’s thighs, shoving him off the corner. Jon flies forward, over the mats and crashes sternum first right into the top of the barricade. He spills onto his back now, appearing out cold.

Douglas: Another elimination by this deviant, Saul! He’s taken out almost the entire roster in this match.

Mayne: He’s eliminated, GHB, Aurora Rose, Hurse, Robin Brooks, Bryan Kirros, and Jon Rich. He’s taken six individuals out of the Bash tonight. He must be on the roids.

Demon has Orlando standing in the corner now, bent forward and driving his shoulders into the gut of the Icon repeatedly. Orlando remains standing somehow though, his arms over the ropes throughout the process. As Saul steps away from the corner, he doesn’t notice Riggs who has rolled back into the ring and steps up behind him. He delivers a hard clubbing shot over the back of Saul, staggering the monstrous giant. Saul spins around as Riggs decks him to the face with a closed fist, and then does it again. He now turns and rushes into the cables in front of Saul, bouncing off and coming back in when Saul reaches out and catches him by the throat. Riggs’ eyes open widely before Saul grabs him by the back of the attire and lifts him into the air. Riggs squirms free though and catches Saul around the neck, dragging him down to the canvas with a DDT. The fans put their hands together as Saul’s skull crashes into the canvas and then the rest of his body drops onto his back, Riggs spread out beside him. Both men are not moving while Demon steps up and delivers a stiff European Uppercut into the jaw of Orlando, almost taking him down out of the corner. Demon grabs him by both cheeks, holding his head up while getting into his face.

Demon: You ain’t nothing boy! This is a white man’s world, so get your ass back to the tobacco fields....

Demon slaps Orlando across the side of the face and grabs him by the wrist, whipping him towards the corner where Blood is standing. Cruze reverses the whip though, instead sending Demon straight at Blood who steps forward and delivers almost a mafia kick out of the corner. Demon’s eyes roll to the back of his head as he staggers backwards into Cruze, who grabs him by the back of the head and turns him towards the ropes. He charges Demon straight at them and throws him over to the outside. The crowd screams before Demon grabs the top rope, landing knees first on the apron and keeping himself from being eliminated. He rises to his feet on the apron when Orlando turns and rushes in for a forearm only for Demon to bend forward and drive his shoulder into the Icon’s gut through the cables. Orlando stumbles backwards, holding his mid-section before Demon grabs the top rope and pulls himself up into the air for a springboard. Suddenly Cruze dives into the air though and connects with a dropkick to Demon’s face, knocking his grasp off the ropes and sending him crashing back first to the outside mats. A huge reaction is heard from the arena as Demon is now eliminated from the Bash.

Mayne: Hahahaha! Demon is eliminated, this is priceless.

Douglas: Unbelievable series of events leading to that elimination! Which leads us down to the final four.

Demon gets to his feet on the outside, holding his jaw and appearing flabbergasted. He steps to the stairs and kicks them violently while pointing up at Orlando in the ring, shouting racial epitaphs in his direction. Demon looks ready to re-enter the ring when Trojan rushes from the back, his tag team partner cutting him off. Demon argues with him before Trojan slaps him to the face and demands he go backstage. Demon bites into his lower lip and finally listens to Trojan, marching backstage. Orlando shakes his head while leaning on the ropes forearms first with a dazed glint in his eyes before Blood charges up behind him now. He pushes Orlando over the ropes but Cruze wraps his arms around the top rope, his legs shooting up into the air though and remaining in the ring. Blood steps under them quickly, placing the front of the Icon’s thighs over his shoulders while stepping up the cables. Orlando’s legs are lifted up above him and then apron, yet he desperately clings to that top rope, determined to keep from being eliminated. He holds out all hope while sweat beads from his features and Blood leans over the cables now, pushing down on the back of his head. Hope is lost it appears while Riggs crawls up behind both men, regaining some of his faculties. Orlando’s grasp is weakening while Riggs gets to his feet and rushes into the cables running perpendicular to the ones both men are standing on. He jumps into the air, landing feet first on the second cable and then springing off as he dropkicks the posterior of Blood. The shot sends the ULW:R star flipping over the top cable and crashing onto his posterior upon the outside mats, a mixed reaction coming from the fans.

Douglas: Now Blood has been eliminated from this match, which leaves us with three viable contenders for the World title at Paranoia!

Mayne: Will it be Cruze, who we know desperately wants that title shot? Or will it be Saul, who has been unstoppable, and living breathing monster amongst this mayhem? And what about Riggs, who has been in there since the number 3 spot, an astonishing 45 minutes now. You couldn’t ask for a better conclusion to this amazing Rumble Bash!

Orlando turns around to the center of the ring when Riggs double chops him to the sternum, and then does it once again, falling into the Icon in the process. Orlando knees him to the gut though and then slugs him across the side of the face, causing Riggs to stumble in reverse. Orlando steps forward and punches him again to the chin, almost taking Riggs out of his boots. Riggs responds with a slap to the side of Cruze’s face though, knocking him backwards throughout the process. A dazed Orlando rushes forward for another right hand when Riggs blocks it and chops him to the chest again. Riggs now lifts his leg into the air and swings around for a spinning heel kick. Orlando ducks it though, getting behind his back and slapping his forearm as Riggs turns to face him. Cruze charges in with a big elbow only for Riggs to duck it and get behind his back. The Icon spins around only to receive a spinning back kick to the gut. The shot causes the crowd to groan before Riggs grabs his arm and pulls it out to his side before stepping over it. He straddles the arm and then back mule kick the face of Orlando with violent impact. The shot forces Orlando to a standing base while Riggs steps off the arm and swings around it, keeping hold of his wrist. He whips him across the ring only for Orlando to reverse it though and pull Riggs forward. He places his arm straight across Riggs’ chest, setting up for the Rock Bottom. The crowd squeals before Riggs elbows him to the back of the head, and then does it again, breaking the Rock Bottom attempt. Orlando staggers forward before both men spin around quickly to glare at one another. As soon as their eyes meet though, they’re both grabbed around the throats by Saul. They have no time to react as they’re hoisted into the air and driven down violently with a double chokeslam, Saul falling to his knees between them. There is not an occupied seat in the building, everyone standing up in shock over what they just witnessed.

Neither Riggs or Orlando are moving as Saul remains kneeling down between them. Finally Saul gets to his feet, looking very groggy after everything that has been thrown at him since he entered the Bash. His large, lumbering frame charges back first into the cables as he bounces off and comes charging in, jumping into the air. He is setting for a double elbow but connects with the canvas, Orlando and Riggs both rolling out of the way in the nick of time. Saul sits up, fuming over the fact that he is missed the move as both Riggs and Orlando get to their feet and charge into the cables in front of and back of the monster. They bounce off and come charging back in before they jump into the air, Orlando dropkicking the back of Saul’s head while Riggs does the same to his face. They sandwich his skull as Saul sits on the canvas, looking brain dead after the double impact. Saul falls sideways to the canvas slowly, looking out of it while Riggs and Orlando get to their feet. Riggs turns towards Cruze and slugs him to the chin, the shot knocking Orlando backwards into the cables. The Icon bounces off and steps forward, launching his boot into the face of Riggs, causing him to stumble in reverse into the cables. He ricochets off the cables and comes back in before he jumps into the air and connects with a hard spinning heel kick to the sternum of the Icon, knocking him onto his back while Riggs lands on his spine. All three men look rather exhausted now while Riggs begins to roll onto his knees, getting to his feet slowly. While he is bent forward, Saul stands up and steps towards him, grabbing Riggs around the neck, setting up for the Oblivion (Jumping Implant DDT). Riggs swings around out of it though and grabs the arm of Saul in the process before connecting with a back heel kick straight to his gut. Saul bends forward from the strike before Riggs kicks him hard to the sternum, causing him to stand up. Riggs now goes into a spinning lariat to the throat of Saul, but it doesn’t take him down, instead is staggers the giant backwards in the direction of the cables. Riggs slugs him to the face now, and then does it again, all the while backing the behemoth towards the cables. He falls spine first against the top rope with the crowd screaming as Riggs chops him hard to the sternum, and then does it again.

Douglas: Oh my God, look at this, look at this! Riggs close to eliminating Saul. Can he get the monster out of this match, can he do it!?!

Mayne It would be an amazing feat to accomplish.

Orlando rolls out of the ring throughout the process and drops onto his knees before approaching the steel chair that was left outside the ring by Jackson Adams. He grabs hold of it while standing up and approaching the ring. Riggs jumps into the air now and dropkicks Saul right in the face. The entire upper body of the monster is hanging over the top rope now, dangerously close to being eliminated. Riggs jumps into the air and dropkicks him again with even more of Saul being knocked over the top rope, his legs raising into the air, cutting out beneath him with the fans going absolutely wild in the arena. Riggs gets to his feet and charges across the ring for that one final strike to eliminate Saul as he bounces off the cables and comes rushing back in. All of a sudden Saul steps away from the ropes though and catches Riggs, swinging him around and delivering the Black Hole Slam. The fans are shocked as Riggs is driven so violently into the canvas by Saul, who rests on his hands and knees in exhaustion now. He gets to his feet slowly while grabbing Riggs by the hair, pulling him up with him. Riggs looks to be dead weight, his body submerged in sweat and embraced with absolute agony as Saul places his hands to the chest and stomach of the man who has been in there for fifty straight minutes. Saul lifts Riggs into the air with a military press and starts towards the cables, about to throw him over to the outside with everyone in the arena standing and watching on breathlessly. Saul reaches the cables, about to throw Riggs over when he slips off the palms of the monster and lands on his feet behind his back. Riggs jumps into the air and dropkicks Saul to his upper spine, knocking him stomach first into the top cable as he now hangs, folded over top of it. The crowd is going nuts as Riggs stands up and rushes at the turnbuckle at Saul’s side, stepping up the ropes and getting to the top one while he turns towards the giant and jumps off. To the shock of everyone he connects with a double stomp to the upper and lower back of Saul before turning and falling into the ring side ways. The shot knocks Saul over the top rope and causes him to land spine first on the apron. Somehow he keeps from getting eliminated though, lying across his back with the fans all putting their hands together. Riggs stands up, speechless and shocked that Saul still has not been eliminated as he steps towards the giant, who is pulling himself up to a standing base on the apron. Riggs slugs him across the side of the face, and then drives a hard elbow into his jaw. The shots almost take Saul to the outside, yet he keeps his hands wrapped around the top rope, still resting being eliminated by Riggs. The rather gothic veteran charges into the cables beside the ones that Saul is standing behind and jumps onto the second rope. He springs off and turns in mid-air, connecting with a dropkick to Saul’s sternum, almost knocking him off the apron. One of his hands are loosened from around the top rope with the other one gripping it tightly and barely keeping him alive in this match.

Riggs gets to his feet, running his hands over his soaked hair before he charges across the ring once again. He bounces off and comes back in, launching his boot over the top rope, straight into Saul’s face. The shot almost sends him crashing to the outside, but he keeps hold of the top rope with that one hand. Riggs eyes’ widen before he turns and rushes across the ring again, bouncing off the opposite ropes and coming back in while Saul sticks his legs through the top and middle cable, sitting on the second rope. Riggs rushes in with a lariat when Saul reaches over the cables and catches him around the waist. Riggs’ eyes open with shock as Saul drops back, belly to belly suplexing him over the top rope, and sending him crashing hard back first into the mats.

Douglas: Oh no! Riggs eliminated from the Rumble Bash with that belly to belly suplex. Saul stays alive in this match.

Mayne: And then there were two, Dan. After lasting in this match nine minutes shy of an hour, Riggs is out, leaving us with my two personal favorites, Saul and Orlando Cruze.

Saul slides back through the ropes and into the ring when Orlando rushes up in front of him with the chair in hand and held out in front of him. Saul punches the chair violently, ramming it backwards into Cruze’s face and taking him off of his feet back first into the canvas. Orlando rolls across the ring, dropping the chair while getting to his hands and knees when Saul steps in and grabs him around the head. He pulls Cruze to his feet and delivers a hard headbunt directly to his skull, knocking Orlando backwards into the ropes. Cruze falls on them for support when Saul steps in and delivers a frying pan like open hand chop to the chest of Orlando, causing him to yell out in pain and stagger towards the turnbuckle. He turns, falling into it back first before Saul rushes forward for an attempted lariat. Cruze ducks it though and gets behind Saul’s back, who spins around quickly and then rushes out of the corner with a big right hand. Orlando ducks it and catches Saul across the chest, going for the Rock Bottom. Saul back elbows Cruze to the head though, and then wraps his arm around the Icon’s neck, bending him forward and preparing for the Oblivion. He reaches out, grabbing Cruze by the back of the tights throughout the process before Orlando drops to his knees and launches his arm into the air for the low blow. Saul catches him by the wrist though and then begins to shake his head before he steps back and launches a hard boot into the Icon’s face. Orlando is knocked onto his back as a result while Saul falls spine first against the ropes, trying to get his head straight. Orlando is crawling away from Saul now and ends up right in front of the cables. He reaches up and grabs them, pulling himself to his feet when Saul comes barreling out of the corner, directly after him. An exhausted Cruze spins around though and slugs him hard to the face. The fans have a mixed reaction as Saul is caused to stagger backwards from the strike. Orlando begins to build momentum though as he moves forward and hits another right hand to the face of Saul, before connecting with a third strike. Saul is almost taken down but remains standing as he backs into the cables once again. Orlando turns and grabs the steel chair off the canvas before lifting it into the air and slamming it violently over the skull of the almost seven foot monster.

Saul begins to fall over the ropes backwards just like he did with Riggs before Orlando swings the chair over his cranium again. The steel is absolutely twisted as Orlando hoists the chair into the air for a third time only for Saul to reach out and grab him by the throat. Orlando drops the chair as Saul stands up, his forehead lacerated and sending blood down his face as he steps forward. He grits his disgusting teeth as he prepares for the chokeslam only to have Cruze kick him to the gut and bend him forward. Orlando now rushes forward with a lariat roaring forearm strike that connects to the side of Saul’s face, knocking him backwards in the direction of the cables.

Mayne: I can’t believe it, Orlando actually has Saul reeling here, he’s backing him into those cables again. But what will it take ti eliminate him?

Dan: An act of God, Billy. Saul has survived everything else.

Orlando steps back and unleashes a roar as he goes into another roaring, spinning forearm strike that Saul ducks under, stepping behind Cruze. The Icon can’t stop himself as he spins back first into the top rope, hitting it and almost collapsing over to his elimination. Saul grunts as he rushes forward into the knock out, eliminating, big boot shot that causes the fans to cover their mouths. Orlando moves out of the way though, causing Saul to rack himself on the top rope, his legs on opposite sides of the cable. He unleashes a howl of pain as Orlando grabs the chair off the canvas and turns, throwing it with all of his might straight into the side of Saul’s face. The impact is so brutal it causes Saul to spill over the cables sideways and collapse to the outside mats!

Mayne: OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD! He’s done it, he’s done it!

Douglas: I cannot believe it Billy!

Everyone is going nuts, rather they hate Orlando or not as he falls to his elbows and knees inside of the ring, breathing heavily. Saul rolls across the mats before he rises to his knees, looking stunned that he was beaten, blood dribbling down his face.

Mayne: Orlando has done it, he’s won the Rumble Bash! He will be going to Paranoia IV to face Desolation in the Weapon’s Lair!

Douglas: What a shocking, emotional final couple of minutes to this amazing Rumble Bash match. Just when it looked like Saul had it won Orlando comes from behind and steals the victory again. Like him or hate him, you have to respect him for eliminating the monster that was Saul, something nobody else could do in this match.

Many of the fans are booing furiously at the outcome, yet others are still cheering as Orlando rises to his knees and raises his arms above his head, celebrating one of the biggest victories of his life. He runs his hands over his sweaty head before clinching his fists and shaking them out in front of his body, almost in tears over this win. Perhaps it’s finally setting in that he’ll once again main event Paranoia, with a shot at the World Heavyweight Championship. He rises to his feet and approaches the turnbuckle now, stepping up it as “Scorpion” by Megadeath hits the PA system. With one final triumphant gesture he shoots his arms above his head, the camera aimed upwards at him to take in the Paranoia IV sign in the rafters behind him.

Billy: Orlando Cruze is going to Paranoia IV, Billy. He’s going to the Weapon’s Lair. He’ll finally get his rematch for the World Heavyweight title.

Douglas: What a shocking turn of events here at the Rumble Bash. What a night, and what a match we just witnessed! Ladies and gentlemen, Paranoia just got so much bigger.

Orlando keeps his arms held high above his head while seat seeps from every inch of his battered, broken body.