"LAST NIGHT" sticks in the top right of the screen as we fade in, it is the night before Imperfection inside of the First Union Center, and the arena floor is packed! No barriers to hold fans back on this night for UWWF is holding COMPLETE LIBERATION. The ring is set up as is the entrance, but the floor seats aren't yet in position. Where they will be tomorrow there are many booths selling UWWF T-Shirts, fake cattle prods, and magazines sharing in depth views for the matches at Imperfection. On the cover of the magazine is a picture of RePenT's Xtreme Hell In A Cell, flaming tables and all. There is an exhibit where you can see the actual barbed wire casket being used in the #1 Contenders match. Autograph booths have also been strategically placed around the ring for all UWWF wrestlers. We take close ups of everyone communicating with the fans and we see opponents have been placed at the farthest booth away from each other. Going around the ring it goes G-Man, Memnoch, Nightmare, Al Snow, Mr. E. Steve "Kaizen" McCann, Repent, Maddog, Smitty, and next Lucifer. Maddog enters the ring with a microphone.

MADDOG: WELCOME TO UWWF'S COMPLETE F'N LIBERATION!! {small pop} Tonight UWWF is going to give you a chance to get right up close and personal with your favorite UWWF superstars and get you ready for Imperfection. We welcome all to come join us and be apart of history!

BOOM! All four ring posts shoot up pyros really catching the arena off gaurd, including the president. Half cheer & half boo as they know who's coming down, SMITTY exits his booth and works his way through crazed fans and rolls into the ring. There is a brief tension between Maddog and Smitty before Smitty receives a mic.

SMITTY: Maddog... I want you to pay attention closely to what I do to Mr. E tomorrow night. Since I have come to UWWF you have disrespected my name on more than one occasion, and at Imperfection it ends! When I become Heavyweight Champion {RABID BOOS! Smitty a little surprised, shrugs it off and keeps going}... As if that wasn't bad enough, I have never been disrespected more than when you stopped my match against Shocker... how dare you!?

MADDOG: HOW DARE YOU!? How dare you come into MY federation and inside of MY ring you start barking orders at me! {HUGE POP!} At this point everyone on the floor is captivated by the exchange of words happening in the ring, and Smitty is mortified. A few "SMIT-TY SUCKS!" chants start breaking out and Smitty is speechless.

MADDOG: Your match against Shocker was pitiful, PITIFUL! You call yourself an expert?! PROVE IT! The ring belongs to you, but don't ever come at me again!

Maddog drops his mic and leaves the ring with the crowd going nuts. Smitty stands there motionless as the First Union Center boos the hell out of him. {SMIT-TY SUCKS! SMIT-TY SUCKS! SMIT-TY SUCKS!} Finally, HE SNAPS!

SMITTY: Philli, you call yourself wrestling fans? I haven't seen a bigger collection of PUSSIES since I visited the Playboy Mansion! {huge heat, Smitty cracks a smile} So this is how you want it to be? Ah well, Pennsylvania, if you don't like me now... your going to HATE me when I take the HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP off that {points towards Repents booth} HOSEBLOWER!

Rabid fans throw trash at Smitty, but always miss. With his index finger he points around the whole arena and the signals "KISS MY ASS!"

SMITTY: But enough about me, I stand up here and I look around at all the booths realizing someone is missing.... SHOCKER! Now where is he tonight? Oh yes, I remember, HE'S FIRED! Believe me, Shocker, I know that's never kept you out of this ring before and things are no different in UWWF as they were in XCW, so I am going to INVITE you back down to the ring right now! I know for a fact that since I jabbed that cattle prod into your side last week you've been running around telling everyone that I haven't kicked your ass enough! I know your probably backstage RIGHT NOW listening to me, so if you think you got what it takes come down here RIGHT NOW! C'mon, JACKASS!! C'MON!!

"GET OUT OF THE RING!" "YOU SUCK!" "BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Smitty begins getting agitated.

SMITTY: Grow some damn balls, Shocker, because I know your listening. You play your so called "mind games", because your not getting out of this ass whooping. I have dreams of ending your life with my hands, more than dreams, URGES! But when will you step into the light? When will you see that YOU LIVE IN MY SHADOW!

Smitty drops the mic and rolls out of the ring upset. He heads to the entrance instead of back to his booth as Complete Liberation continues...

The camera flashes through various sections of “Complete Liberation” such as fans chatting it up with various UWWF superstars mainly Repent and Curtis “Bonez” Schmitt, and Pres. Maddog.

Victory holds pain. For those who walk away victorious.....their bodies may lay tell a far different tale. The scars are impurities of the flesh, and with each of those scars...lies a map. The map that may tell more than a thousands stories.... Imperfection, the truth behind all that may lay before us. Tonight, the story begins, but does not end. It only unravels a few scenes....draped in blood.

The “Imperfection“ logo fades directly to a music video to the tune of, “Feel Good” by (hed) p.e., soon it begins to play.

Ain't no more sunshine, just rain and cold suffering Generation born to die with their eyes wide open The clock strikes The wrong rights The mob rules

[ A slow motion clip of the infamous stapling incident from the UHC tournament; Repent is shown stapling Showtime‘s tongue with the piece of paper indicating the words “Final Judgement”. Blood splashes over the scene, and fades into more clips........]

The second Armageddon, igniting the lit fuse No turning back& every soldier is on point Ready to die, the confrontation coming, ready or not It's on again, It's time to say your prayers again It's not the end, just the beginning of the end

[ Mr. E’s image pops on the screen, showing climbs of him tearing apart various opponents. ]

[Chorus] Is it hard? Yea, I can hold it down like that Is it real? Yea, You know I break it down like that Is it rough? Don't even try to front like that I'm on fire baby, a big dog will hunt like that

[ Clips play of the most recent match of Smitty and Shocker, with Repent moving in on the attack of both combatants. ]

Another day, another buster wanna battle me Another mamma crying, now her baby is a casualty

[ Pres. Maddog is shown bleeding profusely in the aftermath of his “King of Hardcore” match with Repent.]

I'm ready nigga, slice like a machete nigga, got fetty nigga, never spend it on Betty nigga I hit and run, never stressing to look back When I look back, I think about the love I never had Then I wake up, I get fucked up and I get even Approach you from the front While in your back a knife I'm leaving

[Chorus]

The sky is falling, I don't care I just want to feel good Her train's leaving, she don't care She just wants to feel good The World is dying, we don't care We just want to feel good It's all over, we don't care We just want to feel good

No- we can't compromise like that No- we can't conform like that I'm saying fuck you and fuck the norm like that Revolt and transform like that Make a difference Have an impact

It won't stop raining, its flooding, Revelation was all true You drew first blood, Jesus is coming to take you

[ Various flashes of Repent, Lucifer, Smitty, and various other past and present UWWF wrestler’s faces pop up, covered in crimson plasma. ]

Coming to break you, make you just like new Satan laughing, spreads his wings and gets a new tattoo

[ Memnoch is shown chuckling with an evil smirk crossing his face. ]

A new platinum chain, a new pinky ring, the rolex, the benz, The huggy bear pimp thing

[ A still frame of Steve “Kaizen” McCann and Gerd Muller pops up. Followed by, a shot of money is shown falling like rain directly over a flame that keeps rising, as the money touches the dancing flames, it goes up in flashes disappearing into falling ashes. ]

Nigga it's midnight, never forget where you come from..

[ Nightmare is shown standing in the ring defiant with his fallen opponents laying at his feet, as if a car wreck had just happened. ]

[ A distorted vision of the UWWF: Liberation banner pops up. ]

Keep your mouth shut

[ Vintage UWWF footage plays, President Maddog slaps former UWWF member Mysterio in the mouth. ]

Back the fuck up

[ A clip shows Mr. E tossing an opponent into the turnbuckle with authority. ]

Watch what you doing

[ Repent stands face to face in the center of the ring with Mr. E at the Ultimate Hardcore Cup. ]

The video ends....

The scene fades in to the jam packed First Union Center, the fans can be heard chanting, “WE WANT BLOOD” and “SMITTY SUCKS!” over the music playing over the house speakers.

Cody Prime and the infamous Tony Lockton are standing in front of a large “UWWF: Liberation” banner, both wearing fairly expensive suits. Prime pats the quite plump Tony Lockton on the shoulder, as he begins to speak.

C.P: What the fuck is up?! Welcome to UWWF’s first pay per view back in tha fuckin‘ scene, to get us into the Liberation spirit. We’ve got a fucking spectacular show for ya’ll!

T.L: We sure do, Cody. The main event will be the most brutal match of the night, boy, I’m excited for that Xtreme Hell in a Cell match up!

C.P: It’s going to be a fuckin’ bloodbath, I can see it right now.

T.L: The first match of the night will be the four corners of pain match, between the returning UWWF superstars Al Snow and Lucifer!

C.P: Wait a fuckin’ minute there, Ton. We’ve got a special interview with G-Man before we kick off with the wrestling action. The fans want blood, but G-Man wants his time!

T.L: The fans are rabid here tonight, but we’ll give G-Man his dues and let him take time to be part of the UWWF.

C.P: Even though this mother fucker doesn’t want anything to do with the UWWF’s “hardcore” atmosphere. Fuck that!

T.L: Well, everyone has a choice to their own opinion.

C.P: And I have the choice to tell that mother fucker to shut the fuck up!

G-Man stands in front of the camera with an irate nature peering through his eyes. The UWWF banners and so forth sit in the background, as G-Man fumbles with his suit for several seconds. He looks into the camera, and begins to speak in a slightly lower tone to his voice than usual.

G-Man: I came here tonight to send a message.....

G-Man is abruptly cut off by none other than Curtis “Bonez” Schmitt! Bonez pushes G-Man, and G-Man returns the favor. Bonez cracks G-Man upside the head with a fairly stiff jab, then he grabs him by the head and slams him into a wall nearby. G-Man staggers down the hallway, but as Bonez goes to follow up with his ass-kickin’ G-Man turns around quickly and catches him with a boot to the midsection. G-Man throws a few elbows at Bonez’ back, but Bonez grabs him by the legs and picks him up into the air and runs him right into another wall. Security rushes onto the scene and breaks both men up, but they can hardly hold either of them back. Bonez yells, “You want a piece of me?” to G-Man across the hallway. G-Man tries to fight off the heavy security, but gives up due to so many security guards holding him back. Bonez jumps into the air, and the security holds him up to prevent him from going further. Bonez stretches out his arm to G-Man and yells, “THAT’S WHAT I THOUGHT!”. G-Man starts walking away, but as the security lets their guard down, G-Man brushes past them and goes right at Bonez. He leaps past the security and throws caution to the wind, by wildly throwing punches at Bonez. Both men get a few good swings in just before the security finally is able to tear them away from each other!

C.P: What a wild fuckin’ brawl, I tell ya.

T.L: For sure, brotha, for sure.

“Firestarter” by Prodigy begins to play over the p.a. system, as strobes begin to flash throughout the arena. Snow charges through the curtain, and makes his way down to the ring. Soon, the sadistic Lucifer makes his way down with the lights dimmed. The two stand face to face, with the weapons calling them from all corners. The ref holds up the UWWF Street-Fight championship belt, then hands it to time-keeper.

*The Bell Sounds* - Snow and Lucifer circle the center of the ring, and Snow makes the first move. Al Snow comes in low with a double-leg takedown to Lucifer, dragging him to the canvas. Snow floats over and hooks Lucifer by the arm, locking in an arm-bar. Snow stands up fully, but he is sent to the mat with a fireman’s carry slam. Both men get to their feet, but Snow continues to rush Lucifer. Lucifer falls forward and connects with a vicious closeline! Lucifer pulls Snow up from the mat and he sends him into the ropes, but Snow baseball slides to the outside of the ring and taunts Lucifer! Lucifer quickly makes his way through the ropes to the outside, and Snow meets him with vicious punches. Snow kicks Lucifer in the midsection, then he backs off and catches Lucifer with a running knee-lift to the jaw. Snow picks up a steel chair and he tosses it at Lucifer’s head, but Lucifer ducks out of the way.

The lights dim while “Snap” by Slipknot and out walks the Liberation mastermind President, Maddog carrying the official UWWF Street-Fight championship over his shoulder. The lights come back to full effect, as President Maddog comes to ringside. Maddog tosses the championship belt to the floor and turns Al Snow around points at the belt laying at his feet. Snow shrugs his shoulders, and gets caught with a running lariat from behind. Snow falls to the floor in front of President Maddog. Lucifer stares down President Maddog, but to the fan’s surprise....Maddog boots him in the midsection and hooks him by the head, he turns his body to the opposite side of where Snow’s body is laying. Lucifer tries to pull away from Maddog’s clutch but he can’t, Maddog kicks his feet out from under him and sends Lucifer to the hard concrete floor with a vicious ddt. Maddog pulls Lucifer up by the hair, then rolls Lucifer back into the ring. Snow grabs the belt and he leaps to his feet and cracks it across Maddog’s head, which knocks him down to the floor. Snow tosses the belt away, then grabs a steel chair and raises it in the air and the crowd goes nuts. Maddog gets up with a slight hint of blood dripping from a laceration on his scarred forehead....Snow swings the chair down, and you know the rest. Maddog falls to his knees and Snow moves in. Snow lifts the chair up one last time, but gets caught with a low blow from the President. Snow lowers the chair and Maddog quickly swipes it away from him. Maddog gets to his feet and cracks it across Snow’s head with authority. Snow staggers over to the guardrail right infront of the fans sitting in the front row. Maddog grabs a microphone and the championship belt, he makes his way over to Snow. Maddog slaps the main plate of the belt across Snow’s forehead and he hooks him in a headlock as he raises the microphone to his mouth.

Pres. Maddog: You want the belt? It’s right here, my friend. But, you know....neither of you mother fuckers deserve it, to tell you the truth. You were great in the past, but where are you now? You’re getting your ass handed over to you right now. I’m not about to hand over this belt to either of you!

Snow pulls away from President Maddog, but gets caught with the microphone to the teeth. Maddog bashes him one more time, before he throws Snow into the corner of the rail.

Pres. Maddog: Ref, call the match. It’s fucking over. If you two want your jobs, show up Thursday Night Massacre.....we’ll see what you’ve got.

President Maddog throws the mic to the floor, and exits the area - just as the bell sounds. The referee is confused along with Lucifer. Lucifer pushes the referee around a bit, before the scene fades to a preview of the main event.

T.L.: What tha hell are you doin?!

C.P.: What the fuck does it look like? I’m celebrating!

T.L: Celebrating what?

C.P: Ummmm....the next match! That’s right.....yup...here we go!

BOOM! All four ring posts shoot up pyros as "If I Can't Do It it Can't be done" blasts over the P/A by 50 Cent. Philadelphia erupts into immediate boo's as SMITTY walks appears at the entrance with a mic. His arms shaking with energy he stops and raises the mic to his mouth.

SMITTY: SHOCKER... I know your WATCHING right now from somewhere close. Well WATCH THIS!

Smitty walks down to the ring and rolls in raising his arms and pointing at himself. Mr. E is waiting in the ring for Smitty to enter. The bell sounds, as the referee points at the casket sitting at ringside.

Smitty talks a bit of smack, as he stands face to face with the seven foot plus monster, Mr. E. Mr. E doesn’t take to kindly to the words, and takes a step forward, Smitty steps back. Mr. E slowly walks forward until he finally backs Smitty up into the corner, but Smitty only uses it as a ploy. Smitty boots Mr. E in the midsection, and fires at his head with a nice jab. Smitty grabs Mr. E by the head and slams him face first into the turnbuckle cover, then turns him around and works him over with a series of kicks to the midsection. Mr. E hunches over and Smitty jumps onto the middle rope, and confidently sends the big man to the canvas with a monkey flip. The big man slams back first across the mat with his full weight. Smitty tries to pull his massive opponent up from the mat, but it doesn’t work out well for him. Mr. E flips Smitty over with a fireman’s carry slam, followed by a choke! Smitty kicks his legs , as Mr. E’s hand wraps around his throat. Smitty desperately punches and grabs onto Mr. E’s head, but he finally breaks the choke with a poke to the eyes.

We’ve seen that one before, it’s the only way to get that big mother fucker away.

T.L: It worked well for Lucifer, and it definitely worked for Smitty just now.

Smitty pushes the big man away, and keeps on the attack with several punches to his dome. Smitty places his knee securely on the back of Mr. E’s head, then drops his weight down, sending the big man face first to the mat. The big man hits the canvas with authority under Smitty’s weight and of course his knee. Smitty gets up to his feet, and he bends his leg and drops another knee across Mr. E’ s head. Smitty quickly flips the big man over repeating with another knee-drop, but this time to the facial area of Mr. E’s mask!

T.L: Brutal knees right to Mr. E’s head!

C.P: I’m surprised Smitty is working over this big as much as he has. This is the most we’ve ever seen the big man down!

Meanwhile, Smitty has made his way to the outside of the ring where he acquires a steel chair from the time keeper. He folds the chair up and reenters the ring, and he waits for the big man to raise up to his feet. Smitty steps forward a few feet, and swings the chair with lightning speed - connecting with Mr. E’s cranium upon his arrival to his feet. Mr. E wobbles a bit, but it doesn’t stop Smitty from clocking him with the chair again. This time Mr. E staggers over to the turnbuckle and falls back first against the buckle. His large arms extend as he hangs on both sets of ropes. Smitty quickly tosses the steel chair down right before Mr. E, then he jumps onto the middle rope and hooks onto Mr. E’s neck. Smitty falls backward with Mr. E’s head secured tightly under his arm, THUD!

T.L: MR. E SPIKED WITH A DDT OUT OF THE TURNBUCKLE!

C.P: What a fuckin’ move!

On the impact, Smitty gets crushed a bit, but manages to get to his footing right away. As “E” struggles to get to his feet, Smitty makes his way to the outside of the ring, where he opens up the casket. The barbed-wire springs outward somewhat, and Smitty raises his fist in defiance. Smitty pulls the huge casket closer to the ring apron, then looks for weapons to use to help devastate the monster known the UWWF as Mr. E.

C.P: Fuck, that’s one big casket.

T.L: I’m surprised the crew found a casket large enough to fit that maniac masked man.

C.P: Pres. has the bling, bling...he only gets the best, Ton.

Smitty digs under the ring for a few more seconds, and he pulls out a steel chair. Smitty dives head first into the ring, and Mr. E meets him with a stomp to the back of the head. Mr. E picks up Smitty by the head and sends him into the far ropes with a full force irish-whip. Smitty hits the ropes and they almost give out from the force, he comes off the ropes quickly at Mr. E and just as Mr. E swings his arm at Smitty - Smitty baseball slides right into Mr. E’s leg. Mr. E falls flat onto his face, Smitty proceeds with a half Boston crab - obviously working over Mr. E’s enormous leg. Smitty releases the crab, then gets up to his feet and motions for Mr. E to stand up from behind. Mr. E begins to get up, and he takes a step forward with a slight limp in his leg, he turns around in confusion of where Smitty is. Mr. E stares at Smitty, who is taunting him with hand motions. Smitty gets the big man heated by yelling, “Bring it on!”, and the big man limps over to him. Mr. E shoots forward with his arms extended to grab Smitty, but Smitty ducks behind. Smitty connects with a chop block to the back of Mr. E’s wounded leg, and ‘E falls to his knees. Smitty goes over the ropes and gets a full head of steam, and he leaps into the air and dives forward as he grabs Mr. E’s head planting him into the mat with a bulldog. Smitty gets up and sends down two of the most ferocious stomps ever seen in wrestling on the side of Mr. E’s cranium. Smitty grabs Mr. E by the legs and slides him slightly, just so Mr. E’s legs are facing the ropes. Smitty climbs through the middle rope, and hops down from the apron. Smitty looks around, just before he reaches under the ring and pulls out something, the camera view isn’t able to notice it at the angle the camera was at the time.

C.P: Smitty has a fucking straight jacket!?

T.L: This doesn’t look good for the big man.

Smitty pulls on the big man’s leg, tugging him through the bottom to the outside of the ring. Smitty elbows the big man upside the head, then tries to place the straightjacket over his head, but he can’t quite get it due to a struggle. Smitty lifts his leg and kicks the big man upside the head with velocity, which gives him time to slide the jacket fully over Mr. E’s head and body. Smitty quickly tightens the straps of the jacket...but Mr. E catches Smitty with a huge headbutt and out of desperation he makes his way back into the ring. Mr. E struggles to his knees, and he tries his damnest to remove the straight jacket, but it’s not going anywhere! Smitty slides under the bottom rope and back into the ring...He immediately goes over to the steel chair placed in the corner of the ring from it’s previous use. Smitty picks it up and and he turns around with it ready to swing. Mr. E steps forward extending his leg high into the air, and catches Smitty with a big boot! The chair falls out of Smitty’s hands and clips him on the head as he falls to the canvas. Smitty grabs onto the middle rope and helps himself up, he turns back to Mr. E and gets caught again with a big boot! Smitty falls back first to the canvas, gripping his head.

C.P.: The monster isn’t out of this goddamn match yet!

T.L: That’s for sure, Cody.

Mr. E struggles once again, attempting to rip seams of the straight jacket. Smitty looks up and sees Mr. E concentrating on the straight jacket, binding his arms tightly. Smitty gets up and yells, “Bring it on, big man!”, and Mr. E looks up and glares at Smitty through his mask. Mr. E lifts his leg for a third devastating big boot, but Smitty catches his leg this time! Smitty holds the leg at his side, and he sweeps the big man’s other leg out from under him, and he crashes to the canvas. Smitty holds onto both of Mr. E’s legs and he kicks him directly in the groin! Smitty raises his leg and does it again, but this time he slides his leg through and flips the big man over with a Sharpshooter! Smitty stretches the big man in the very center of the ring...

T.L: It seems as if Smitty has forgotten this is a casket match...

C.P: Not any ordinary casket match, (burp), a fucking barbed-wire casket match. And the only reason Smitty hasn’t put Mr. E away is.....well, the fact that big mother fucker is hard to keep down. He wants to work the bastard over a bit before putting an end to this bout!

Smitty continues to add the hurt on Mr. E’s lower back, Mr. E’s head drops to the mat. He begins to lift up with his huge muscles, and he’s almost up to his knees. Smitty releases the sharpshooter then turns around and kicks Mr. E in the ribs. Smitty goes for the steel chair once more, and this time he has a larger chance of being able to use it on the big man. Smitty goes over to Mr. E and he helps him get up to his feet....Smitty jabs him in the midsection with the steel chair, then raises the chair above his head. Smitty sends the chair down across Mr. E’s head with force! Mr. E shakes it off, and Smitty raises the steel chair again, THUD! The chair rattles the big man and Mr. E staggers backward, seemingly dazed.

C.P: This is the most danger we’ve seen Mr. E in before!

T.L: It doesn’t look good...it doesn’t look good at all for him!

Smitty grabs the big man by the head and he leads him over to the turnbuckle, Smitty drops the chair to the mat, then he leans over and he tries to hoist the big man over his shoulder. Smitty struggles for several seconds, then he stops and kicks Mr. E in the gut, then finally he boosts the big man onto the top rope! Smitty’s face is now a bright red, after lifting Mr. E - due to his very large frame. Smitty grabs the steel chair once more, and he sends it across Mr. E’s head on the top rope, just to add a little more damage to the big man. Smitty climbs through the ropes and stands on the apron, raising his hand then pointing to the casket below.

C.P: What the fuck is he thinking?

T.L: Whatever it is...it doesn’t look good. He’s got the man in a straight jacket and he just beat him senseless with a chair.....what’s next, Cody?

C.P: I don’t even fuckin know....

Smitty turns and punches the big man in the back of the head. Mr. E steps up onto the middle rope, and he turns his body toward Smitty, as he ascends the very top rope!

C.P: With that weight..the fucking ropes are going to break!

Mr. E goes for a headbutt, but Smitty catches his head and jabs him one last time. Smitty throws in a low blow to the big man, who is now hunched over the top almost toppling over! Smitty grabs the big man by the chest and leg......

C.P: FUCKING A!

Smitty flips the big man from the top rope right into the barbed-wire casket! The casket shifts and the wheels break right off sending the casket down to the floor. The lid slams shut on impact......

C.P: OH MY GOD!

T.L: The great words of Joey Styles play off well in this situation. Mr. E has to be hurt..he just flipped off the top rope onto the barbed-wire insolated casket!

Smitty climbs down from the buckle, and he drops to the floor. He looks at the crowd, then lifts the casket lid, but doesn’t bother looking inside....he slams the lid back down and the bell sounds loudly throughout the buzzing arena. The crowd chants, “THAT’S HARDCORE! THAT’S HARDCORE!”. Smitty climbs up ontop of the casket and raises his arms in victory, then he steps over to the apron and climbs back into the ring.

Smitty goes to the far ropes and climbs onto the buckle raising his fists in the air once more.

The camera directs it’s attention to the casket, the lid pops open slightly then drops back down. The crowd stops cheering, but Smitty continues his celebration. The casket lid pops open, and out of the mess jumps none other than, SHOCKER! Shocker has a cattle prod in hand, and he makes his way into the ring with speed. He sneaks up behind Smitty and just as Smitty jumps down and turns around - Shocker catches him in the gut with the cattle prod. Smitty immediately falls to his knees, clutching at his gut in immense pain.

C.P: What the fuck?!

T.L: Where did he come from? I don’t understand!

C.P: What I don’t fucking understand is....I thought Shocker was gone from the UWWF! He was fired!

Shocker sees the steel chair laying on the canvas and he picks it up and walks over to Smitty, still kneeling down in the corner. Shocker cracks Smitty upside the head with the chair numerous times! Smitty’s forehead begins to bleed slightly, as Shocker pulls him back up to his feet and throws him down in the center of the ring. Shocker puts the steel chair down on the mat, then he grabs Smitty by the head and forcefully pulls him up and he connects with the Shockwave onto the steel chair!

C.P: Great.....just fucking great. What next?

Shocker grabs Smitty by the leg and drags him under the bottom rope, then lifts him over his shoulder and throws him into the casket. Shocker quickly slams the lid back down and he tugs on the casket. After a few minutes of struggle, Shocker finally tips the casket over, then exits the ringside area.

T.L: A ruthless attack on a man who had just fought a tough match, a little weak isn’t it?

C.P: Fuck yeah, it is. But he proved his damn point.

T.L: I guess you can put it that way...

C.P: What do we have next?

T.L: The grudge match of the century, Cody.

C.P: That’s fuckin’ right...we have the match between two former partners, MEMNOCH AND STEVE “KAIZEN” MCCANN!

T.L: These two are going to tear one another apart, and it won’t be pretty!

C.P: What the fuck do you expect? Memnoch is bitter over his loss of the jing...I mean cash. Memnoch is jealous!

T.L: I think it stems further than that, Cody.

C.P: It’s about the dolla dolla bills, Ton, trust me. Money is the maker and breaker of men....

T.L Well, beside that.....these two men will put on a great show for us!

The scene fades in to a undisclosed location, where the large hole in the ground is seen in view. The first shot is an above ground shot, leaning over the pit, where two ropes are secured by posts on each side of the pit. The match has already begun, as the camera begins to notice. The lights shine down into the dark pit, where Memnoch and Steve “Kaizen” McCann are struggling arm in arm.

Memnoch and McCann both bounces around the side of the pit, grabbing eachother in a collar-and-elbow tie up of sorts. Memnoch gets the early advantage as he pushes McCann back first into the side of the pit, then he pulls him forward and bashes him back first into the dirt wall. Memnoch holds McCann in place, then swings as hard as he can, but McCann dodges the punch! Memnoch bashes his fist against the soil! “Kaizen” turns Memnoch around and he clips him across the jaw with a fierce punch. Memnoch is about to fire back when McCann rakes his across the eyes! Memnoch staggers back into the wall, and McCann comes at him full force and sends a raised knee to his ribs and midsection. Memnoch doubles over, and “Kaizen” sends him to the flooring of the pit with a bulldog! Steve “Kaizen” McCann stands over Memnoch chuckling a bit, but his laughed is stopped with a kick to the lower region. Memnoch grabs McCann by the hair and he rocks him with a ddt! Memnoch rolls over and he mounts McCann and coats his face with some nice bruises via an array of brisk punches. Memnoch wastes no time, and he pulls McCann up off the floor and he grabs him by the arm. Memnoch twists the arm of “Kaizen” into a arm-wringer, then he pulls him forward, and hoists him onto his shoulder. Memnoch spins around a couple times, and sends “Kaizen” head first to the ground with a Death Valley Driver! Memnoch bolts to his feet and goes to the corner, where the rope swings gently. Memnoch grabs the rope, and he places his feet against the pit wall, and he begins to climb. He makes it several feet, but Steve “Kaizen” McCann thinks otherwise, while he grabs Memnoch’s shirt and pulls. “Kaizen” pulls hard and Memnoch begins to lose his grip of the rope! Steve McCann gives a full tug to Memnoch’s shirt and sends him down to the floor. McCann sees fit to spit on his downed ex-partner. Memnoch gets to his knees, and “Kaizen” garnishes him with a elbow to the side of the head. Memnoch keeps coming at him with full force. “Kaizen” sends another elbow Memnoch’s way, but Memnoch somewhat blocks it with his hand on the side of his head. Memnoch shoves “Kaizen” back a few feet, and “Kaizen” almost falls to his backside, as he trips over a rock. Memnoch rushes at “Kaizen”, and just gets close enough, “Kaizen” lifts his leg and catches him with a big boot to the face! Memnoch falls to the ground, but flips over immediately and spits out a good amount of blood. Memnoch wipes his mouth before he gets back up to his feet.

Steve McCann grabs Memnoch’s head and he sends a head-butt his way! Memnoch seems to not feel the blow, because he wastes no time by grabbing McCann by the face and raking his eyes. Memnoch quickly clutches McCann in a headlock, and he lowers him down a bit....Memnoch sends a thumb to his eye! Memnoch lets go as his thumb jabs “Kaizen” right in the eye socket, and “Kaizen” falls to his knees with one hand over his face. Memnoch will show no remorse to his former partner - he quickly sends a boot to McCann’s ribs! Memnoch flips Steve McCann over onto his back, then he leaps into the air and drops his knee sternly across McCann’s face! Memnoch gets up to his feet, then positions McCann back in the very same way, he holds onto McCann’s head and he crushes his face with another knee drop! Memnoch backs up for a moment to admire the carnage he had just created. “Kaizen” removes his hands from over his face - blood begins to pour from his nose, almost like a stream. Memnoch kneels down next to McCann, lifting his head up by the hair, then says, “How do you like me now?”. “Kaizen” spits blood that had drained from his nose right in Memnoch’s eyes! Memnoch falls backward, while “Kaizen” gets to his footing. Memnoch wipes the blood from his eyes, then gets to his footing with his fists raised, ready to fight. Steve McCann wearily raises his fists and the two circle like lion’s going in for the kill.

“Kaizen” swings a right jab at Memnoch, and bashes him in the teeth. Memnoch spits before he throws his punch, but connects on the side of McCann’s noggin. “Kaizen” swipes at Memnoch, but he connects with the side of Memnoch’s arm - blocked! Memnoch punches him again - this time hitting him directly in the nose. Memnoch then grabs “Kaizen” by the head and bashes him with a unforgiving headbutt! Their skulls connect together and a loud thud echoes off the walls. Memnoch is a bit dazed at this point but he manages to lift Steve McCann over his shoulder, he gets a bit of a running start and he sends him down to the ground with a powerslam! Memnoch pops back up to his feet, and waits. “Kaizen” slowly begins to get up to his knees, and Memnoch pulls him by pulling him up by the hair. Memnoch bends him over, hooks him by the waist, and elevates him in the air...Memnoch sends him down with the Devil‘s Drop (Jackknife Powerbomb)! Memnoch staggers over to the far wall, grabs onto the rope, and begins to climb the rope. He gets halfway up the rope and senses victory that much closer! He quickly places his feet against the wall and helps himself.

Finally, he reaches the almost end of the rope, he places his hands on the edge of the soft soil...only to be met by a stomp to the hand by a big black boot! The camera view switches to see, Gerd Muller! Memnoch wraps his other hand tightly around the rope, while Gerd Muller grinds his foot ontop of Memnoch’s hand! Gerd Muller moves his foot, as he leans down over the edge of the pit and sends a fist full of fury at Memnoch’s face! Memnoch swings around the rope by his hand, but he can’t find anyway to regain his stability. Inside the pit, Steve “Kaizen McCann slowly rises to his feet to see the may lay overhead! “Kaizen” stumbles over to the other rope hanging from the side of the pit, he grabs onto the rope and begins his slow climb. The attention is directed back at Memnoch and Gerd, Memnoch fires off a feeble punch at Gerd. Gerd shrugs it off and he places his hand over Memnoch’s eyes and rakes his fingers into his face. “Kaizen” is more than half-way up the rope, and he furiously begins to climb. Gerd gets up and boots Memnoch in the teeth, and Memnoch slides down the rope further, almost falling the full length of the pit! “Kaizen” places his hands on the edge of the pit, and Gerd rushes over to help him! Gerd Muller pulls on Steve “Kaizen” McCann’s arms and he is out of the pit!

Memnoch is furious, he climbs out of the pit, but he is leveled by Gerd Muller. Muller begins laying the boots to him and Steve “Kaizen” McCann joins in. Gerd Muller pushes Memnoch toward the edge of the pit with his leg, and Kaizen lends a little push of his own. After a few more stomps Memnoch rolls over the edge, but out of their knowledge, Memnoch manages to grab hold of the rope as he falls. He hangs tightly, as Gerd Muller and Steve "Kaizen" McCann slowly turn their backs, walking away from their seemingly evil deed. Memnoch reaches his hands up to the ground and pulls himself up as the camera fades minutes later.....

T.L Be rest assured, folks, this is far from over!

C.P: I’ll be damn sure to see the coming chapter to this story, these two almost murdered each other tonight! What’s not to love about that shit!

T.L: Speaking of murder, Cody. We have the Xtreme Hell in a Cell coming up. This match has a long history behind it, due to it’s past in XCW.

C.P: It’s fucking brutal, we all know that fact.

The heavy constructed cell is lowered from the ceiling, and is put into place. Several bags hang from the chain-link fence roof, which contain a variety of weapons and the key to victory. The UWWF Ultimate Heavyweight championship belt hangs above the cell, glimmering in the bright lights of the arena’s ceiling. Two ladders are folded and placed on the ceiling, ready for use to declare the winner. Tables are placed on the outside of the ring, close to the walls that will hold the two competitors. The lights dim in the arena, as the fans grow silent awaiting the challenger for the heavyweight championship belt. A series of blue and red pyrotechnics go off around the entrance-way, just as Nightmare comes through the curtain. Nightmare slowly makes his way down to the steel-enforced structure, and finally enters through the door. “Cryptorchild” by Marilyn Manson blares over the p.a. system, as Curtis “Bonez” Schmitt walks out and points to the curtain, where Repent soon comes through with his arms raised high. The two make it to ringside, and Bonez takes a seat at the side of the cage in a steel chair. Repent climbs through the door, and enters the ring. Repent and Nightmare stand face to face, and ready to duke it out for the most prized championship in the game today.

The bell sounds, Repent throws a stiff right hand at Nightmare’s jaw, which sends him reeling back. Nightmare comes back with a right of his own, but Repent ducks and semi-spears him to the mat. Repent hovers over Nightmare, and sends a barrage of fists to his facial area.

C.P: Repent is showing a little payback for what Nightmare did a few weeks ago. Payback is a fucking bitch, and he’s finding out first hand.

Repent goes for one last punch, but Nightmare viciously flips him over. Nightmare throws a few punches of his own, but he stops and pulls Repent to his feet. Nightmare whips Repent into the ropes, but Repent manages to duck a closeline and come back off the ropes. Nightmare turns around catches Repent on the top of the forehead with a vicious diving forearm! Nightmare gets to his feet and slides under the bottom rope to grab a ladder leaning against the outside - thus tossing it into the ring. Repent is up - with a slight bruise beginning to show through on his forehead. Repent picks up the ladder and awaits Nightmare to enter the ring, and he tosses the ladder at him. Nightmare catches the ladder and throws it directly back at Repent, connecting with his head! Repent falls to the canvas - with the ladder falling directly on top of him. Nightmare gets a running start, and drops a heavy elbow across the steel! Nightmare picks the ladder up and he unfolds it and drags it into the corner, where a bag hangs from the ceiling of the cell. Nightmare climbs up the ladder, makes it to the top, and pulls down the bag. He reaches the bottom of the ladder, and he opens up the bag - to his surprise a large bang is heard and smoke pours out, knocking him to the canvas.

T.L: My lord....Cody, do you see that?

C.P: I’ve never seen that before....exploding bag?

T.L: Shades of X.C.W, Cody.

Repent has time to get to his feet, and he makes his way over to Nightmare, with the smoke still lingering around his almost motionless body. Repent forces Nightmare to his feet and he sends him head first into the ladder, via grabbing him by the back of the head and pushing him forward. Nightmare topples the ladder over and falls into the ropes. Repent swings with a left handed punch, then drags Nightmare from the ropes and quickly sends him to the mat with a snapmare into a rear-chinlock. Repent let’s go fairly early into the process, and gets up and lays a boot to the back of Nightmare’s head. On the outside, Bonez claps, as a showing of his liking. Repent peels Nightmare up and he sends him to the canvas with a scoop and a slam, followed by an extended elbow to the chest.

C.P: Blam! He got blasted with that fuckin’ elbow drop.

Repent walks over to the ladder, and sets it up a few feet away - as he makes his climb to find another weapon, hanging quite nicely from a small piece of rope. Repent pulls the bag down from the rope, and he opens it up to reveal a black case of some sort. He opens the lid and dumps it over...over a dozen forks fall to the canvas, not to mention a few butter knives and a small butcher knife. Repent laughs as he makes his climb down from the ladder, and he picks up a fork - met by Nightmare who scrabbled to his feet. Nightmare picks up a fork also, and the two collide in a collar-and-elbow tie-up situation with the forks extended. The two struggle to jab the forks into the flesh of one another, but there is no decisive sign of victory in the struggle quite yet. Nightmare and Repent fall into the ropes pushing at one another, but finally end up in the turnbuckle. Nightmare gets the upper hand, as he forces Repent into the buckle with one hand below his jaw. Nightmare fires off a quick knee to Repent’s gut, then he forces his head up and he jabs him in the forehead with the damned fork! Nightmare grinds the prongs of the fork deep into Repent’s forehead for several seconds before relenting. Blood begins to drizzle down Repent’s forehead with welcomed invitation. Nightmare tosses the fork to the outside the ring, before he grabs Repent by the head and leads him to the apron of the ring, just below are the tables set a blaze. Nightmare kicks Repent in the midsection and he follows up with a waist hook. Nightmare struggles, but manages to lift Repent into the air for a powerbomb - only to receive a blatant fork jab right to the middle of his forehead! Repent jabs the fork wildly into Nightmare’s head....Nightmare seems to be stumbled by the variance of stabs from the metallic object held tightly in Repent’s hand. Repent falls backward and spins Nightmare right into a variation of a frankensteiner (hurricanrana) right through a flaming table. BOOM, the table explodes into several smoking pieces. The two lay among the floor, their breathing slowing into a struggle to catch their breath upon impact. Repent rolls over and he grabs onto the chain-links, to pull himself up from the rubble of shattered wood. He makes it to his feet in a fair amount of time, but he needs the aid of the corner of the cell to keep him upright. Nightmare slowly begins to move, but Repent is winded and unable to continue his attack. Nightmare gets up and stumbles backward almost onto another flaming table, but manages to catch himself. Nightmare wearily rolls back into the ring.....Repent staggers around the ringside area - until he reaches under the apron of the ring and pulls out a table, and eagerly slides it under the bottom rope. Nightmare takes a few deep gusts of air, before he gets back to his feet and he picks up the table and leans it against the turnbuckle.

T.L: Repent is a bit staggered after his counter from that powerbomb.....

C.P: Well look at Nightmare...they are both in the same fuckin’ boat, my friend.

As Repent rolls into the ring, Nightmare meets him with vicious stomps to the ribcage. Nightmare manages to pull Repent up by the hair, and knocks him across the back of the noggin with a full force elbow. Repent falls to his hands and knees, but that doesn’t stop Nightmare from giving Repent a diving elbow drop to the back of the head! Repent falls flat, face first, on the canvas. Nightmare tugs Repent’s hair, getting him back up to his feet. Nightmare bends him over and picks him up over his head, and staggers forward with a release powerbomb to Repent through the bridged table! The disoriented Nightmare staggers around the ring and he sees the ladder and decides to make it an effort to climb up and grab another bag of disaster. He slowly climbs the ladder, shaking the cobwebs loose on his way up. He takes too long, but reaches a bag and just as it comes loose - Repent, just as disoriented as Nightmare from the powerbomb - pushes the ladder over, which sends Nightmare falling to the canvas flat on his back. The bag rests in Nightmare’s hands yet, but not to his use for the most part.

C.P: I think he just fuckin’ killed him, Tony.

T.L: I wouldn’t go as that far as to say, killed him. But, I would say possibly gave him a concussion or caused a lot of brain damage.

C.P: Either way....he fucked him up.

Repent rummages through the pile of forks, butter knives, and he finally comes across the small butcher-style knife! Repent picks it up, just as he rises to his feet....but his body won’t let him go forward and he staggers back into the ropes and holds on for dear life. Nightmare slowly rises to his knees...then finally to his feet, but on wobbly legs. Repent comes out of the ropes with the knife in hand, but Nightmare sees it coming and he swings the large black bag right at Repent and connects with Repent’s gut! Nightmare pulls the black bag away from the object - A BARBED-WIRE WRAPPED BASEBALL BAT! Nightmare swings the barbed-wire bat across Repent’s lower back and grinds it across the flesh! Repent drops down to his knees as he tosses the knife away....he raises up his arm and catches Nightmare with a damned low blow! Nightmare releases the bat, but the wire still clings to Repent’s back, as he gets up to stable footing. Repent reaches back and pulls the wire from his wrestling attire and he jabs the end of the bat into Nightmare’s midsection. Repent swings the bat around to Nightmare’s chest and he catches him with a stiff baseball bat Russian leg-sweep! Repent crawls over to the ladder, and Bonez pushes against the side of the chain-link fencing and points up to a black bag above the far buckle. Repent takes Bonez word, and he grabs the ladder and staggers over to get the ladder within a few feet of the bag. Repent climbs the ladder with desperation, and he reaches and swings his arm up to grab the bag. He clasps the bag tightly and he opens it up to reveal a ring full of keys!

C.P: Jesus H. Christ.....a whole ring of keys?!

T.L: Not such an easy task to get that belt of his.....

Repent looks confused as he flips through several keys, and he glances at Bonez with a peer of distraught nervousness in his eyes. Nightmare climbs up the ladder, and Repent hardly notices as he keeps searching through the mess of keys. Nightmare reaches Repent, and grabs him by the hair and sends a stiff right hand to his jaw. The keys fling from Repent’s hand to the outside of the ring, right on top of a flaming table!

C.P: What fucking luck!

Nightmare hooks Repent by the head and tights, and sends him from the top of the ladder with a full force superplex! The two bounce their exhausted bodies off the mat, which gives only a little give. The referee on the outside of the cell turns his head in disgust, as the bodies strike the mat. The crowd erupts with of chants, “HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!”. Repent places his hands on the back of his head, and kicks his leg limply across the “UWWF” logo in center ring.

Minutes pass, the wrestlers are back on their feet. Exhaustion is setting it’s tone through the match, but neither seem to be set on getting the key to exit the cell.

C.P: If my ass was in there, I’d be getting that damn set of keys.

T.L: I second that, Cody.

Nightmare rushes Repent - Repent drops him down face first to the mat with a drop toe-hold! Repent gets a second wind and he goes to the ladder and picks it up, placing it away from it’s original resting spot. He climbs up the ladder, with one hand placed on his back showing a little injury. Repent is up the ladder, two bags sway within reach...so he decides to grab them both! Repent sets one on the top of the ladder, and opens the other and dumps thousands of shiny, golden thumb-tacks to shower over the mat below. Repent grabs the other bag and lightly drops it from the ladder down to the mat....Nightmare turns to the ladder just as Repent leaps off for a cross body block. Nightmare manages to catch Repent in mid-air and slams him to the canvas with a spine-shattering body-slam onto the tacks!

C.P: Fucking A, man.

Repent pops up off the canvas, with tacks stuck in all different angles and places among his back. Nightmare pulls Repent back down into the tacks, and he backs up a few inches. Nightmare falls forward with a diving headbutt from his feet....SLAM! The canvas rattles as Nightmare drops face first into the tacks, Repent barely moved in time! Nightmare jumps to his knees, to reveal his face nicely covered in blood and his newly acquired piercings. Repent struggles to his knees to pick up the black bag and quickly opens it. As the bag falls, Repent is now holding a bat covered with tape and thumb tacks protruding outward. Repent makes his way over to Nightmare and he pulls him up off the mat, kicks him in the midsection to double him over. Repent find away to expose the bare back of Nightmare, and he sends the tack bat over the open flesh! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Three stiff shots with the tack bat...

C.P: Repent fuckin’ nailed him!

Repent places the bat on the ground and he proceeds to hook Nightmare by the waist and drops him head first onto it with a piledriver! Repent crawls over to the ropes and makes his way to the outside, in a hurry. Bonez again points out where the keys are placed, and Repent flips the flaming table over - extinguishing the fire and waits for the keys to cool down before picking them up off the floor. He finally gets the keys into grasp and he forces himself over to the door. He fumbles through the keys trying to find the right one, after several tries he has no success. Repent tries one last key and he places it into the lock, and it opens! Repent forces the door open and he falls to his knees, as he begins to crawl into the aisleway. The fans yell as Curtis “Bonez” Schmitt helps to set up a 15 foot ladder to aid Repent in his ascent to the top of the cell. Repent begins to climb the ladder, but on the inside of the Hell in a Cell, Nightmare climbs through the ropes and to the outside. He reaches under the apron and grabs several steel chairs and stumbles through the door. Nightmare tosses one of the chairs to the top of the cell - Bonez rushes over to him.....Nightmare winds up the chair.....Bonez doesn’t see it coming, and gets cracked over the top of the head with the chair, sending him to his knees. Nightmare staggers passed Bonez and begins to climb the other side of the ladder, where Repent is resting in the middle. Repent sees Nightmare making his way up the ladder so he continues his climb. Nightmare rushes up the ladder rung by rung, with a bit of a wobble to the legs of the steel ladder..Repent is about to grab onto the top of the cell, when Nightmare catches him by the arm, while he tosses the chair in hand to the top. Repent fires off a feeble punch to Nightmare’s bloodied face - Nightmare returns with one of his own. The two exchange punches, but it doesn’t stop Repent - he pushes Nightmare away long enough to grab onto the cell and hoist his body onto the side of the cell. He climbs forward......Nightmare follows and the two are now at the very top of the cell, surrounded by several ladders and the two steel chairs.

T.L: This ain’t lookin’ good for either man....

C.P: You must be a fucking brain surgeon, Lockton.

Repent and Nightmare both grab chairs and at simultaneously swing, and collide with a loud bang. The two swing again - ending in the same effect. Nightmare raises the chair quickly, but Repent catches him with a swift kick to the gonads. Repent raises the steel chair, SWHACK! The chair dents across Nightmare’s cranium, opening the lacerations on his head wider. Repent looks at the seat of the chair, where blood is spattered.....he swings the chair again! The chair collides with Nightmare’s head and he falls to one knee. Repent swings the chair with more force than any of the other chairshots and connects in the same area as the others. CRACK! The chair seat bends upward enough to show Nightmare’s scalp! Repent raises the chair and tosses it to the side, while Nightmare falls to the chain-link roof in a heap.

The camera view switches from a top of the cell view, to one from the inside of the cell looking upward. Blood can be seen dripping down through the links right from the opened wounds of Nightmare! Repent looks around and notices a table! He rushes over and he picks up the table and places it on the center of the cell, extends it’s legs and sets it up. He doesn’t stop there, he grabs a ladder and places it a few good two to three feet away from the ladder. Repent stumbles and falls to his knees, but grabs Nightmare by the head and leads him up to his knees. ‘Pent throws a jab at Nightmare’s head and the two wearily get up. The two make it close to the ladder, and Repent hoists Nightmare over his shoulder and places him up onto the ladder, then slowly begins to climb, himself. Repent with a headbutt to the bridge of Nightmare’s nose! Nightmare almost falls off the ladder face first, but Repent catches him and holds him into position, while he hooks him by the waist. Repent lifts Nightmare’s lower body into the air and he drops off the ladder with his knees down. Repent connects with a Hangman’s DDT right off the ladder onto the table! The table cracks perfectly in two pieces after Nightmare’s head was brutally driven through it. Repent holds onto his leg for a few seconds, but manages to get back up!

C.P: He’s up! He’s up to his fucking feet!

T.L: He’s one tough mother...

C.P: You’re damn right, HE’S ONE TOUGH MOTHER FUCKER!

A gray mist begins to float from underneath the ring, within seconds red lights begin to pulse through the smog. The crowd is a bit confused by this, but continue their enthusiasm toward the two men on the top of the cell.

Repent flops onto the ladder putting his left foot on the rung, and forcing his body up. Rung by bloody rung, he makes it to the top. Repent raises his bloody hand up, but he is still too short to grab the belt! Repent climbs up to the very last rung of the ladder swipes his hand onto the belt and pulls, with as much energy left in his body as he can. The belt comes loose and Repent falls from the ladder with the belt barely within touch of his fingers! Repent falls to the roof of the cell, along with Repent laying next to it! Bonez screams, “GET THE FUCKING BELT!”, Repent scrambles to grab the belt....Nightmare is showing signs of life! Repent and Nightmare snag the belt at the exact same time, THE BELL SOUNDS!

Minutes later, the two wrestlers are down from the cell - the cell being raised above the arena. The referee holds the belt in the center of the ring, just as confused as each person standing in the arena at that very moment in time. Curtis “Bonez” Schmitt grabs the belt away from the ref and slaps it across Repent’s chest, and Repent grabs it. Nightmare steps forward and attempts to grab the belt but the ref steps between both men. President Maddog scurries down the aisle before more damage occurs, he enters the ring with a microphone already in hand. He waves the referee away, as he raises the mic to his mouth.

Pres. Maddog: Well, we could clearly see that both men had their grubby fists on the belt. For sure, we’d have to call it a draw. But, the problem at hand is.....WHAT COMES OF IT? Does the belt change hands here tonight?

The crowd let’s out a loud series of booing.

Pres. Maddog: Don’t give me that bullshit. ( He points to the crowd.) All I have to say is, we aren’t going to view any extra footage to see how many seconds the one man held the belt than the other. On this occasion, you fan show up in Viking Hall....you’ll see a barbaric rematch. Who walks away with the belt you ask? I’ll just let Repent keep hold of that belt until Thursday Night Massacre.

President Maddog tires to shake Nightmare’s hand, but he won’t see any of that. Pres. turns around and shakes Repent and Mr. Bonez’ hand, then he makes his way out of the ringside area. Nightmare steps forward and grabs hold of the belt in Repent’s hand, Repent won’t let go. By now even more mist covers the ringside area, and the bright red lights continue blinking. Repent and Nightmare are stopped suddenly....

African tribal drums begin to pound throughout the ringside area. Through the fog on the outside a man is seen standing in the direct middle of the smoke.

C.P: Who the fuck is that?

T.L: That’s the newest arrival to the UWWF, Dhamballa!

C.P: WHO?!

T.L: Dhamballa!

Dhamballa quickly comes out of the mist and slides into the ring. Nightmare backs away, and Dhamballa rushes closelines Bonez out of the way. Repent turns to him to fire off a punch, but Dhamballa catches him with a kick to the gut. Dhamballa quickly sends Repent down to the mat with Gory Special 2000 (Spinning Back to Back Back Breaker Rack Neck Breaker). Dhamballa pulls the beaten Repent back up and devastates him with a vicious Jumping Vertibreaker. As Nightmare watches, believing Dhamballa is just there to attack Repent, Dhamballa will turn on Nightmare. Nightmare steps foward to the newcomer and he looks him square in the eyes. Dhamballa slugs Nightmare in the jaw, and just as Nightmare tries to fight back with a jab of his own, Dhamballa grabs his arm and swings around catching Nightmare with a full-nelson followed by the “Dark Sacrifice” (Swinging Full Nelson into a Full Nelson Slam DDT). Dhamballa slides outside the ring and he goes under the ring apron and he slides out a table, unfolds the legs, and steadies the table close to the apron. Dhamballa goes back into the ring and he pulls Nightmare through the ropes, right infront of the table. Dhamballa quickly hooks Nightmare and sends him through the table with a screwdriver, right through to the concrete floor.

Mama Legba, Dhamballa’s manager, steps out through the ring entrance with a microphone in hand.

Mama Legba:"You claim to walk the darkside. You bring pain, misery, and sorrow. These are child's toys compared to Dhamballa's dark gifts. Gifts he will share with each and every member of this pitiful collection of lost souls called the UWWF. This is a warning. Swear your loyalty to our dread master or become a sacrifice to the ultimate darkness that lies beyond the great void. You have until Massacre to declare your allegiance or the true massacre will begin."

With that said, Dhamballa walks up the entryway to join Mama Legba. There is a burst of flames from the ring as the house lights cut off. When they raise once again they are both gone.

T.L: There isn’t anything else that could have happened!

C.P: Tune in for Thursday Night Fucking Massacre to see what comes from this devastating night in professional wrestling!

T.L: What could top this night, Cody?

C.P.: I couldn’t fuckin’ tell ya. This is Cody “Mother Fuckin’” Prime.

T.L: I’m the friendly Italian, Tony Lockton.

C.P: Good fucking night, folks!