**Scene opens outside the ACC. A limo pulls up to the paking lot. Tehe Driver of the limo exits the car and proceeds to walk to the passengers door. He looks up, and a look of terror shoots acroos his face. the limo driver bolts, leaving whoever it is inside the limo. We hear a roaring engine, then a black Dodge Durago sprints across the parking lot, and slams into the limo, pushing it several feet. the truck then back away about ten feet, and just sits there. The limo door swings open and out staggers The Great Mooda, and leans front first against the limo. The camera switches to the driver of the truck, revealing it to be Ashton Steele. Ashton gets out of the trunk, with ball bat in hand, and heads for Mooda. He swings and nails Mooda in the kidney's, then the back of the legs. Mooda goes down, then Ashtondrvies the point of the bat into Mooda heart. Ashton walks away leabing Mooda on the ground clutching his heart.**

**The camera fades in on an impromptu meeting already in progress. Commissioner Storm, looking sharp in a new suit purchased for Eruption, is standing and staring across his desk at every member of the EoD/Revolution. Wilder, Daniels, the Captain, and Raven are leaning over the desk with Carmen, Chloe, Ashton, Pyretta, and Elijah standing behind them. The first to speak is the Captain. **

Captain: "Just who the hell do you think you are Cannon? When did you ever get the impression you could make new EoD members?"

Storm: "Well I thought . . ."

Wilder: "Who the hell cares what you think? The only reason you even have a connection with this group is because you pay me to do your dirty work. If it weren't for that, you'd be just like anyone else."

Raven: "And just where was Jurado going to fit in? The eVe of Destruction is Wilder and Cap'n, along with their two managers. You see, they're founding members of EoD, not to mention Jurado's past with Wilder. So he wouldn't fit there. And the Revolution? That's simply me, Chloe, Ashton and Pyretta's group. It started with us and we allowed Sniper and 2Xtreme to join. So where do you get off telling me who to have in my group?"

Storm: "Listen here, I don't have to put up with this in my own office. Perhaps I made a mistake. Perhaps not, only time will tell. But I don't have to stand by and let you push me around!"

**Captain roars as he grabs Storm's desk on one side and throws it out of the way with one hand. He quickly crosses the distance to Storm, staring down at the smaller man. Storm merely stares back, though he is a full foot shorter and outweighed by nearly 200 lbs.**

Storm: "Touch me tough guy and you'll have more problems than you can imagine. You wanna be on the bottom of the card forever?"

**The Captain raises his hands and straightens Commissioner Storm's suit, smiling and almost chuckling.**

Captain: "Now, commish, you don't want to make me angry, do you? Because you don't want to see me when I'm angry. Neither does your roster, so be a good little Commissioner-toe the line and stay out of our business-got it?"

**Daniels steps up, standing next to the Captain and speaks for the first time.**

Daniels: "Oh and one more thing before we go . . . Is there any specific reason why there is no gold in the ranks of the Alliance?"

Wilder: "By the way, and I hate to interrupt-but let's just cancel this Alliance shit. 2X, Raven-welcome to the eVe of Destruction. Now, back to you Storm-why is there no gold around the waist of EoD members?"

Storm: "First of all, Justin has a hardcore title match tonight-so I don't foresee this problem lasting that long. But as far as the rest of you are concerned-since you seem so holier than thou-let's just say I have plan."

**Captain and Raven look at each other and smile. The Captain pats Storm on the shoulder, nearly knocking him over.**

Captain: "You're not such a bad guy after all Storm. We look forward to our future dealings with you."

Raven: "Alright boys, the meeting's over. Let's get our asses outta here and get ready for a night of EoDT.V."

**With that the various members of the eVe of Destruction make their way out of the Commissioner's office and the camera cuts to the Eruption logo."

**The arena lights go dark. "Tearing Away" by Drowning Pool roars from the arena speakers. The sellout crowd is on its feet, hollering and screaming as the camera pans across the arena. Various signs are seen in the crowd**

**Fireworks go off, as the pyrotechnic show on the stage turns the entire arena into a spectrum of colors. The camera pans once more across the front row seats, as the fans continue to stand, screaming as the camera catches them on television. The camera then switches to a close up of the announce team of Chet Denson and Mark Gains**

Denson: "Hello! and welcome to the premier of Wednesday Eruption! I'm Chet Denson, and here with me is Mark Gains. We are live from the Air Canada Centre in Toronto, Canada! Tonight should promise to jam packed with exciting TWF action! Mark, tonight we have the TWF world title on the line, as Steve Diamond defends against the "Wild Child" Chris Drake...."

Gains: "I can't think of a better main event then to have the TWF world title on the line, and tonight, I predict, we will have a new world champion."

Denson: "I addition, we have the hardcore title up for grabs. Lance defending his newly won title against his bitter rival Justin Daniels..."

Gains: "Who knows what will transpire in a hardcore match, but I'll give the edge to Daniels on this one Chet."

Denson: "That and a whole lot more, but the burning question that is on everybodies mind...will Scott Jurado join the Alliance here tonight!?"

Gains: "Indeed, Cannon Storm threw out the proposal on Rising this week. If Jurado had any brains in his head, the answer is quite obvious, I think He'll do the right thing and join the Alliance."

Denson: "Well, It appears that Scott Juardo is in the ring right now, and he has a mic in his hand"

**Scott Jurado is standing in the middle of the ring, microphone in hand, dressed snappily in leather jacket and combat pants. He looks a lot more different, more polished individual than the broken up and disfigured person he was on Rising. The fans are cheering "Scott-y" in unison across the arena and he soaks in the atmosphere.**

Jurado: “Well, there’s no point wasting anyone’s time. Cannon Storm, get your ass down here pronto”

**A chorus of loud boos echo across the crowd as Cannon Storm makes his way to the ring. Dressed in his usual business suit, he looks confident and carries in his right hand a microphone and in his left the contract he brought to the ring on Rising. He steps into the ring and greets Jurado with a smile before lifting the microphone to his lips)**

Storm: “Well, kid, have we got a deal or not. Are you willing to bury your past differences with "The Human Target" Mark Wilder and join The Alliance or are you prepared to become another sacrificial lamb in our dominance of the federation”

**Jurado goes to speak but is interrupted by President Anderson who saunters down to the ring looking worried but to loud cheers from the crowd. He’s also carrying a microphone and holds his hand up to try and delay proceedings**

Anderson:(as he’s climbing into the ring) Scott, I’m begging you to make the right decision. Do what’s right for everyone and yourself. Think about your future, kid, don’t follow the crowd. Scott, stick with The New Blood and you’ll become a star. Turn your back, and you’ll end up being yet another victim at the hands of these second rate businessmen and no-good Triple H wannabes.

**Jurado allows himself a small smile and looks out towards the crowd for inspiration. "Scott-y" rings out again. Jurado steps first towards Anderson and then to Storm, looking both men deep in their eyes. He slowly lifts the microphone to his lips and finally settles on facing Storm**

Jurado:(leaning in closely) …………I’m…………in!!!

**A huge smile breaks out across the faces of both Jurado and Storm as Anderson turns away in disgust. The crowd cannot believe the double cross and start hurling empty drink cartons and various other pieces of trash into the ring. Jurado and Storm embrace each other as Anderson leaves the ring and trudges slowly up the aisle, shaking his head sadly**

**Storm tries to pull away from Jurado and the rookie sensation refuses to break the handshake. Jurado again looks Storm in the eyes and shakes his head. The microphone is again lifted to his lips)**

Jurado:(a huge grin appears)………………The New Blood!!!!

**A cheer erupts across the arena as Storm looks stunned. Anderson swivels round in disbelief at the top of the entrance way just in time to see Jurado spin Storm round and deliver a high impact Spinebuster to the Eruption boss. He looks down at Storm trash-talking him and then waves someone down from the back. Anderson looks round as Justin Morris steps out through the curtain, but he’s not alone. With him is Carmen Wilder-Tyler, Mark Wilder’s wife, handcuffed and screaming her head off. They’re followed by various members of the TWF security team as Anderson waves them forward. It looks like its been a set-up from the beginning)**

**Morris and Wilder-Tyler roll into the ring, with her still protesting and trying to fight out of her predicament. Every member of the EOD/Revolution Alliance burst out of the back but are stopped from getting to the ring by the security team who wrestle them to the ground. Jurado steps up to his nemesis’ wife and goes to slap her in the face but stops just in time. She still falls to the canvas in shock. Jurado then picks up the microphone from the ground as Morris continues to hold Wilder-Tyler**

Jurado: “Payback’s a bitch and you don’t get a much bigger bitch than her!!!

**Wilder is frantic on the outside. As Morris holds Wilder-Tyler, Jurado fetches a steel folding chair from the ringside area. He re-enters the ring to screaming from both Wilders and wild desperation from the other members of The Alliance. Jurado feigns to nail Wilder-Tyler with the chair before stopping short again. He picks the microphone up and faces Wilder on the outside)**

Jurado: “Wilder, you dumb-ass two-bit bastard, who’s gonna be my victim….you….or….her.

**It’s clear to anyone who can lipread that Wilder is screaming "Me…me…me")**

Jurado: “Security, let him go!

**Two members of the team step aside, allowing Wilder to enter the ring. He’s immediately met by a vicious chair shot to the skull from Jurado, knocking him to the ground Both members of The New Blood set upon Wilder with aplomb, kicking and punching him repeatedly across the head, back and chest. By this time, his wife is screaming in the corner of the ring, watching her husband being split wide open by the two rookies. The rest of The Alliance as still scrapping with security, but to no avail. Jurado drags the limp body of Wilder to the middle of the ring, and looks across the crowd. They are undoubtedly jacked to the maximum, at this earth-shattering beginning to Eruption. Jurado offers Wilder to Morris but Morris clearly signals that he’s all yours. Jurado gladly accepts and locks Wilder into a front-facelock. He lifts Wilder into the air and delivers a vicious move called The High and Low, which is a spinning brainbuster suplex. Wilder is lying unconscious, with Jurado and Morris standing tall above him, as the crowd cheer loud and hard for them. The cameras cut away from the ring**

Denson: “Fans, I’m shocked! I was positive that Scott Jurado was going to join the Alliance. Instead, he not only denied it, but attacked Cannon Storm in the process!”

Gains: “Stupid, stupid move on The New Blood’s part Chet. This little scheme they pulled will most certainly come back to haunt them in the future. Not only that, but they used Carmen Wilder-Tyler as bait. Jurado and Morris are gonna find out real fast, that you NEVER put your hands on another man’s wife.”

Denson: “This war is certainly far from over, but fans, our first match is about to take place between Devon Storm and Romeo. Recently, Romeo was spreading rumors that the Alliance vandalized his car. Well Cannon Storm and Devon Storm took exception to that, and Cannon booked Romeo to face 'The Captain' here tonight”

Ring Announcer: "Introducing first, from Melbourne, Australia, weight 215 lbs., ROOOOMMMMEOOOO!!"

**Arena goes to black and we hear 'want some come get some" and then "I'm on the drug" starts to play and we see a young man wearing no t-shirt and a pair of black baggy pants step out with a bulldog on a leash he is holding a jolly rogers (pirate Flag) as they both walk down the ramp. Romeo slides under the ring and waves the flag around then throws it in the crowd**

Ring Announcer: "His opponent, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing 374 lbs, "CAPTAIN" DEVON STOOOORRRRMMM!!"

**The lights go to black with a dim red spotlight on the entrance ramp. Over the PA is heard a drum beat, quickening, with the full band kicking in on the climax. It is Fuel's Bittersweet and as it plays the Captain walks from the back with his brother and manager Elijah Storm**

You try to hold the world there sinking, swimming in a paper cup

**The two make their way to the ring, the Captain raising his arms despite the boos of the crowd. Pyros follow them down the ramp and to the ring. As the Captain steps over the top rope and poses in the center of the ring the following words are heard...**

Held up to the flame 'till singing skin begins to draw and tuck. Never told there's a chance to win.

**The music fades and the Captain bounces on the balls of his feet, awaiting the match as Elijah stands alert and ready for action in the Captain's corner**

Nick Page: "Well, Shawna I really don't know could there be anymore of a size advantage here!"

Shawna Johnson: "Nick, you know I love the big guys!"

Nick Page: Yes, well, here we go, Romeo trying to go right after the Captain, landing three consecutive right hands to the head of Storm, but Storm lands one huge punch and Romeo crashes to the ground! Romeo now up on one knee trying to regroup, but the Captain is already on him. Backing Romeo up into the corner with some hard punches, and now a knee lift in the corner! Storm takes Romeo by the arm and whips him hard into the buckle across the ring, and follows up with an absolutely brutal running clothesline! Romeo is slumped in the corner, he is hurting! Now the Captain grabs Romeo with both hands around the neck and throws him halfway across the ring!

Shawna Johnson: "Now that was showing off some power!"

Nick Page: "Storm seems to be trying to send some kind of message here, laying the boots to Romeo, kicking the man when he's down."

Shawna Johnson: "Why shouldn't he? They're easier to reach then."

Nick Page: "Very funny. Now Storm whips Romeo into the ropes....Romeo ducks a clothesline...comes off the other side and goes for a crucifix! Samoan drop by Storm! The Captain is dominating this match up to this point. Storm is standing over the helpless Romeo and is now slowly dragging him to his feet. Romeo nails Storm below the belt! Romeo up on his feet, trying to mount some offense. He bounces off the ropes and hits a clothesline, the big man is still standing! Comes off the ropes again, dropkick to the knee and Storm crashes to the mat! Romeo is getting his second wind!"

Shawna Johnson: Romeo has to get on him while he's down, I know I would!

Nick Page: Romeo climbing the turnbuckles! He measures Storm...comes off with a big elbow drop, he nailed the Captain right in the heart! A cover by Romeo....

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Nick Page: Storm bench pressed Romeo off of him and he almost landed on the referee! But Storm is still dazed and Romeo hooks him into a headlock and drives his head into the mat with a perfect bulldog. And now Romeo is backing up into the corner, waiting for Storm to get to his feet!

Shawna Johnson: He's going for that Superkick Nick!"

Nick Page: "Storm staggers to his feet...Romeo goes for it, and Storm ducks...turns around and...clothesline from Hell! He almost took Romeo's head off! Romeo actually did a flip and landed on his stomach! Storm looks mad now and picks Romeo up and grabs him around the neck! I think Romeo is going for a ride here! Big chokeslam by Storm, the Drop Off put Romeo on the mat, and I don't know if he can get up from this one! A cover by the Captain..."

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No! No! No!

Nick Page: Romeo got the shoulder up at almost the last possible second."

Shawna Johnson: That was a count of 2 9/10ths Nick!"

Nick Page: "Storm is so close now, and he knows it. He grabs Romeo in a full nelson, and DDTs him, full force onto Romeo's skull there! Storm rolls him over and is now, himself, climbing the turnbuckles! He is over 7' feet tall and look at him on those ropes!"

Shawna Johnson: "He's gonna elbow him right between the legs Nick!"

Nick Page: My God! What impact! Drives the point of that elbow right into Romeo's....groin!"

Shawna Johnson: "My guess is there won't be any "Little Romeo's" running around in the future!"

Nick Page: "Storm wraps his huge arms around Romeo and locks him in bearhug! Storm is trying to get Romeo to quit right here on Eruption! Storm is slowly sucking every bit of life out of Romeo. Romeo is trying to fight back, lands one punch to the head......another one.....headbutt....and he boxes Storms ears and Storm lets go! Romeo backs Storm into the ropes and whips him off the other side....going for that hurricanrana....powerbomb by Storm! And he held on! Picks him up and delivers another powerbomb! This is bad news for Romeo!"

Shawna Johnson: It is the Fall From Grace Nick!"

Nick Page: "He holds onto that one too and another huge powerbomb! Romeo looks lifeless! A fourth powerbomb! Referee is calling for the bell, this one is all over!"

Ring Announcer: Your winner....."CAPTAIN" DEVON STORM!!"

Nick Page: "And it doesn't look like Storm is finished with Romeo, the Captain is still holding onto Romeo! That's powerbomb number five! And yet a sixth powerbomb! Romeo is out, and is has got to be hurt!"

Shawna Johnson: "This is vicious!"

Nick Page: "And now Storm picks up Romeo into a Gorilla Press and tosses him to the arena floor! Romeo was already knocked out and had no way to shield himself from that fall! We are going to need some help out here! And Storm is walking to back now, yelling something, what is he saying?"

Shawna Johnson: "He said It's finished Nick."

Nick Page: "He may be right."

**"The Original" Justin Morris is seen walking down a corridor in full wrestling attire.  He stops at the locker room door of Scott Jurado and enters.  A stunned Jurado is surprised to see him.**

Scott: What are you doing here, Justin?This isn'tyour show.

Justin: I know, Scott.  I know, but I'm here to watch your back.

Scott: No offense, but I don't need you to watch my back in this match.

Justin: I think you do, but that's also not the only reason I'm here.  I have a little bit of business to take care of with a good friend of mine.

Scott: And who may that be?

Justin: You'll see, Scott.  Anyway, I have to go for a minute.  Good luck with your match though. Bring home a win for the New Blood.

  Scott: Thanks.

Justin: If you need me, just give me the signal.

**Justin exits the locker room and walks back down the corridor he came from.  As he walks, he mutters to himself, "Listen to the bell, Marky. It tolls for thee."**

Denson: "Justin Morris is here tonight! That can only spell trouble with a capital T Mark.

Gains: Well, that kid better not stick his nose in the next match. Or he'll join Bradon Clayborne in the hospital, hey, maybe they can share a room together."

Denson: "that's not funny, Brandon Clayborne will be back and better than ever, you just watch. Ladies and Gentlemen, this next match will prove to be nothing short of carnage. Four men with a hate on for everypne in that ring."

***The arena lights dim to darkness and "Joe Mama" by The Workhorse Movement starts up. After a few seconds, Jurado steps through the curtain and is greeted by the adoring cheers of the fans. He is dressed in his trademark wrestling attire of green and black wrestling tights and has both hands tightly taped up to the wrists. He salutes the fans as he walks down to the ringside, slapping their hands as he passes by. X clambers upon the ring apron and turns to face the crowd. He sticks one arm out to the side, showing off his nicely developed biceps and then does the same the other side, before kissing both and climbing inside the ring. The youngster than stands on the second turnbuckle with arms wide open, showing his confidence and high spirit as he prepares for his match***

Ring Announcer: Introducing first, from Miami, Florida, weighing 260 lbs., SCOTT JURADOOOOOO!!!!!!

***The arena goes completely black. The sound system blares into life with an extremely loud version of "Welcome to the jungle" By guns n' roses. A carpet of smoke rolls out onto the stage as The big man makes his way to the center of the entrance ramp.A small white light shadows the figure. Two deafening "banging sounds" erupt in the building, as we see two blue lightning bolts fire down from what appears to be the center of the arena towards the great Mooda.The two bolts strike the piro-technics and the stage bursts into five fire balls evenly stretched across the stage, each of which fires six feet into the air.The giant makes his way down to the ring,giving hi-fives to the fans he has following his career.As he approaches the ring, he reaches up,grabs the top rope with both hands and climbs up and over the ropes.He stands in the center of the ring,and raises his hands above his head.With this another blue lightning bolt fires to the entrance ramp. and as it hits, the music stops. He takes off his jacket and leans back against the ropes waiting for his opponent ***

Ring Announcer: His tag team partner, standing 7'0, and weighing in at 378 lbs, THE GREAT MOOOOOOOODA!!!

***The lights go black, "I FEEL SO GOOD, I FEEL SO NUMB...." As guitar riff kicks in, Raven, Chloe, Steele, dart from the ramp way and run to the ring. Purple and green pyrotechnics explode in a chain from the ramp to the ring. ***

Ring Announcer: Their opponents...first, from Chicago, Illinois, accompanied by Chloe and Ashton Steele, RAVVVVENN STARRRR!!!

***"Ultra" by KMFDM begins to and Mark starts to walk down the runway. He ignores the boos from the fans, after all, he stopped caring what they thought of him a long time ago. Instead, he smiles coldly at Jurado and Mooda as he enters the ring.***

Denson: Well, a lot of buildup for this one here, and I have a feeling it will not disappoint.

Gains: You know as well as I do, Chet, that all four of these men want to rip into one another!

Denson: We have Jurado and Starr starting things off here, elbow tie up here, Raven with a knee lift to the gut of Jurado, and an elbow to the back of the head sends Jurado to the canvas. Raven brings Jurado to his feet now and sends him into the ropes, Jurado ducks a clothesline...but Raven nails him in the face with a spinning heel kick! Raven now, sends Jurado again into the ropes, puts his head down for a back body drop, and Jurado flips over and pulls Raven down into a sunset flip!

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Raven kicks out!

Denson: Both men on their feet now and Raven clotheslines Jurado over the top rope and both men tumble to the outside of the ring! Mooda and Wilder are now in the ring trading rights and lefts!

Gains: The referee is going to have to earn his paycheck tonight!

Denson: Wilder takes Mooda down with a neckbreaker! Raven sends Jurado into the steel ring post, and now goes and grabs a chair! He is holding it above his head, and the referee grabs it away from him and throws it behind him into the ring! But he threw the chair right into the waiting hands of Mark Wilder! Wilder winds up and smashes the chair across the forehead of Mooda! My God, what impact! Mooda fell between the ropes and Wilder gets rid of the chair and goes back to his corner. Raven rolls Jurado back into the ring, whips him into Wilder's corner chest first, and catches him with a German suplex on the rebound! Raven gets the tag to Wilder, and now Raven is picking up Jurado into a piledriver position.......Wilder from the top! Spike piledriver!! Jurado's head just bounced off that canvas like a basketball!

Gains: Wilder and Starr must have been watching Devon Storm and 2Xtreme at Rising!

Denson: The referee is trying to get Starr out of the ring, and Wilder has a cover on Jurado!

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Denson: And Mooda comes from out of nowhere to break up the count! Wilder gets up can comes after Mooda! Mooda catches him with a powerslam! Mooda goes to his corner and now both men are down on the canvas in the middle of the ring! The crowd is going nuts as the referee starts his ten count!

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Denson: Both men are now up on their knees and the referee stops the count, Jurado struggles to his feet in the middle, while Wilder pulls himself up using the ropes. Wilder comes charging at Jurado....he went for a spear but Jurado used his own momentum to DDT Wilder!! My God, what a move!

Gains: Even I must say, that was awesome!

Denson: Now both men are crawling to their corners, desperately trying to make the tag to their partners! Chloe is actually hurting my ears with that screaming! Jurado gets their first, gets the tag to Mooda! Wilder with the tag to Raven! Mooda almost takes Raven's head off with a clothesline! Raven leaps back to his feet and is flattened with a running boot to the face! Mooda hooks Raven and drives him to the mat with a brain buster! Jurado wants back in! He's calling for Mooda to make the tag, and Mooda does. Jurado comes back in and sends Raven into the corner, follows him in and crushes him with the X Factor Splash! Raven staggers out and Jurado lifts him onto his shoulders, setting him up for the Greetings From Miami death valley driver! Wilder came into the ring and blasted Jurado right in the face with a superkick! Raven fell on top of Jurado, but the referee is trying to get Wilder out of the ring! Behind the referee's back, Mooda turns it over, now Jurado is on top of Raven! Referee turns around!!

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No, and a kick out!!

Gains: I don't know how much more of this they can take!

Denson: Jurado is crawling to his corner, Raven is also crawling to his corner again! Deja vu! Jurado is just about there.........Raven is almost there.......they both reach out their arms......Wilder and Mooda both leave their corners and just start going at it in the middle of the ring! Did Jurado or Starr make the tag?!?

Gains: Yes.....I mean no....well......one of them.......err.......

Denson: I thought Jurado did but maybe not! But we have total mayhem here, Mooda sends Wilder to the mat with a big clothesline and now he bounces off the ropes.......and Chloe grabbed his foot! Mooda turns around and grabs Chloe by the hair and lifts her up onto the apron! Raven from behind with a knee!! But Mooda recovers and is landing shots to Raven's head!

Gains: I'm having trouble following this one!

Denson: All four men in the ring now! Mooda stomps Raven in the gut and is setting him for the TOTAL DESTRUCTION!! Mooda has crushed Raven's head off of that top turnbuckle. Raven is down and he is out! And on the other side of the ring Wilder has just nailed Jurado with the Equalizer! Two men are down and out!! Wilder and Mooda look at each other, they both go for the cover as fast as they can! The referee is just standing there, he doesn't know what to do!! Who is the legal man? The referee drops to the ground and counts!!

1....Ravens foot is on the rope! He's still counting!!

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3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gains: What the hell just happened? Did Wilder pin Jurado, or did Mooda get Raven?!?

Denson: The referee just raised the Great Mooda's hand!! He did not see Raven's foot on the rope! Chloe is in the ring now screaming at the ref about Raven's foot on the rope and just floored the ref!

Gains: She's right! Raven's foot was clearly on the ropes!

Ring Announcer: Here are your winners......SCOTT JURADOOO AND THE GREAAAAT MOOOODA!!!

Denson: This is no where near over! Wilder and Mooda are trading shots in the middle of the ring! Raven rolls underneath the bottom rope and is holding his neck! Raven and Wilder toss Mooda over the top rope, and Raven slides under the bottom rope after him. We have a brawl going back to the entrance way as Mooda, Raven, and Steele are trowing wild shots, as they disappear behind the curtain.

**Mark Wilder and Scott Jurado are the only two wrestlers left in the ring.  Mark has taken the advantage on Jurado.  He whips him into the ropes. Scott comes back, but Wilder nails the Equalizer on Scott!  Scott is down and out while Wilder is taunting his fallen opponent.  The crowd is really letting Wilder have it.**

**All of a sudden, POD's "Set It Off" blares through the arena sound system.  Wilder looks up at the entrance ramp but finds no one.  Wilder appears confused, and then the arena lights go out.  The crowd is on the edge of their seats waiting for what is about to happen.**

**After about thirty seconds, the song cuts out, and the lights come back on.  Wilder is standing on the side of the ring nearest to the ramp and is still looking up at the stage.  Suddenly, Wilder is stunned by a tap on the shoulder.  An alarmed Mark Wilder turns and...BAM!!!  A chair shot to the face!  The camera turns slightly to the right to reveal the identity of the attacker- none other than "The Original" Justin Morris!  Justin raises the chair high in the air, garnering the applause of the thousands in attendance.  Morris throws the chair down on the ground and pulls the semiconscious body of Mark Wilder up.  Justin pulls Wilder into suplex position and executes a picture-perfect J.M. Special ON THE STEEL CHAIR!!!  Wilder's head is busted open, and his body is motionless.**

**A recovered Scott Jurado grabs a mic from the ring announcer and throws it to Justin.  Justin tries to speak, but cheers of "Justin!  Justin!  Justin!" force him to wait.  After a moment, Justin raises his hands to quiet the crowd.**

Justin: Marky, Marky, Marky.  When will you ever learn?  I know you didn't see this one coming. Regardless, I want to tell you something, Marky.  I want to let you and these fans in on exactly why I'm here tonight.  I know you're in dream land right now, but I guess you can watch the tape later.

Justin: You know, Marky...when I started here in the TWF, I wanted to be a wrestler.  I wanted to go to the ring, wrestle my match, win a few titles, and go home with no hard feelings.  Unfortunately, you didn't allow me to do that.  You, like the son of a bitch you are, attacked me and my friends, and that is something you simply don't do.  I don't allow people to do such things to me, and I wasn't going to sit idly by and allow them to continue.  That's why I'm here tonight. I'm here to send you and your little Alliance a message.  That message is that you do not mess with Justin Morris or the New Blood and expect to get away with it.  Now I'm sure your little group will come up with some plan to take revenge on me, and well, it doesn't really matter to me.  It doesn't matter because this isn't over.  This war between you and me is not over by a long shot.  This isn't something that's just going to resolve itself here tonight.  I'm not stupid enough to think that.  However, I think that you're going to pay special attention to the New Blood after tonight.  From now on, you better take extra precautions.

**Justin pauses for a moment and signals Scott to come to him. Justin and Scott converse for a moment before Scott walks over and sits down in the corner of the ring.**

Justin: OK, Marky.  In eleven days, the TWF is going to have a little shindig that most people refer to as a pay-per-view.  It just happens that you are going to be facing off against my buddy Scott Jurado over there.  Now you may not take him seriously, but that's your problem.  I can guarantee you'll be in for a helluva fight.  Scott is going to beat you from one side of the arena to the other, and if he gets tired of doing it, I'll step in and give him a hand.  You underestimated us, and you've paid for it in blood. It's going to be the same story at the pay per view. Hey, Marky, I'm talking to you!

**Mark Wilder starts to stir, and Justin Morris stands over top of him.  He slaps him a few times in his bloodied face to get his attention.**

Justin: Mark, it's nice of you to wake up for this. I'll sum up my little spiel for you right now- you, Scott, eleven days, pay per view. (Justin pauses) And for those of you keeping score out there, I wouldn't bother because the numbers may get too high.  Marky, if you manage to somehow get through Scott, I will be there ready and waiting to pounce.  Even if he does beat you, I'll make sure he saves me some.  I'm going to get to you, Marky, if it's the last thing I do.

Justin: I think it's safe to say that I just proved to you why I am the ORIGINAL 2-time, 2-time NCAA Divison I Heavyweight Wrestling Champion!  Scott, come on.  I think we proved our point.

**Justin leaves the ring and climbs over the barricade into the crowd.  He raises his arms in the air much to the delight of the fans.  Scott joins Justin in the crowd after getting a few choice words in on Mark.**

Denson: It looks like The New Blood pulled another one over on the Alliance tonight. These two young men, Scott Jurado and Justin Morris, are making big waves fast

Gains: Ya, but sooner or later those big waves will crash and burn! Mark Wilder is going to exact revenge for what they not only did to him Chet, but what they pulled by bringing Carmen into this mess

Denson: Well, up next is the TV title match, between three young and hungry individuals, Devon, the undefeated Gravis, and the current TV champion Apehead McGhee

Apehead McGee(C) v. Gravis

Ring Announcer: The following match is for the TWF Television Title!! Introducing first the challenger, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. Weighing 235lbs...Grrrrrravis!!

**He walks out wearing a black trench coat, underneath is his wrestling gear, a black t-shirt and jeans with boots. He's carrying a bat. He will walk down with a serious look on his face and get in the ring. He will then take off the trench coat and sit down in the corner, leaning on the turnbuckles with the weapon in his hands, until the ref makes him throw it outside. He will then stand up and lean over with his hands on his knees waiting for the bell to ring**

Ring Announcer: His opponent, from Coney Island, New York City. Weighing 205lbs, the TWF Television Champion....Apeheadd McGheeeeeeeeee!!

**The opening chords of Highway to Hell boom out of the PA. Apehead McGhee appears at the top of the ramp, smiling and nodding his head along to the beat. He smiles, the runs down to the ring, slapping hands with the fans as he does so**

Denson: Bell sounds and this match is underway! Both men circling one another, they lock up in a collar and elbow tie-up. Hip toss by Apehead, that draws some reaction form the crowd. Gravis promptly to his feet and shakes it off. Both men lock up again, side headlock by Apehead, Gravis backs him into the ropes, and pushed him off. Apehead off the ropes, shoulder bock, Gravis goes down. Apehead off the other side now, Gravis rolls over onto his stomach, Apehead walks over him and bounces off the other side. Gravis up and caught Apehead with a beautiful drop kick to the face.

Gains: Nice execution by the challenger, Gravis has yet to be defeated here in the TWF. I like his style

Denson: Gravis all over McGhee now, picks his up and slams him to the mat, Gravis off he ropes, goes for an elbow drop but Apehead rolls away, causing Gravis to hit the mat hard. both men scramble to their feet, Gravis gives Apehead a right hand to the face, McGhee returns the favor. Gravis goes to the eyes, followed by an uppercut to the jaw that backs Apehead into the corner. Gravis grabbing the adjacent ropes and ramming his shoulder into Apehead's mid section. Gravis walking Apehead out of the corner, NECK BREAKER! nice move by Gravis.

Gains: This kid is showing total dominance, he is controlling the pace of this match.

Denson: Gravis would love nothing more than to become TV champion right now. Gravis has Apehead up irish whip into the ropes, McGhee off, clothesline by Gravis. Cover! Only a one count. Gravis is now choking Apehead, and referee Luis Mendez is right on top of things laying the count on. Gravis breaks at four, then picks up Apehead. Gravis sets up McGhee again, SUPER KICK! Apehead is down! Gravis for the cover!

1...

2... Kick out again! that was so close!

Gains: McGhee is real trouble now Chet. he has to regain his focus.

Denson: Gravis pickup Apehead, McGhee shoving off Gravis and trying to fight back. right hands to the head, but he's cut off by a knee to the mid section. STUNNER! where did Gravis get that from! cover again..

1....

2... NO! shoulder up!

Denson: You'll have to use a lot more then that to put Apehead McGhee down. Gravis up and walks over to the other side of the ring, Apehead is making his way to his feet. Gravis sizes him up, charges with a clothesline, McGhee ducks, Gravis off the ropes, Apehead with a catches him with a hip toss, Gravis up and runs right into another one. McGhee trying to get the crowd into this match, and it's working! McGhee picks up Gravis, hooks him into place SNAP SUPLEX! MCGhee to the top rope now, Gravis getting up but is not sure where he is right now, Gravis turns into Apehead's direction, FLYING HEAD SCISSORS by McGhee! cover

1...

2... kick out!

Gains: McGhee showing a little fight but this won't last long, trust me.

Denson: He looks in fine form to me, Apehead picks up Gravis irish whip, reversed by Gravis, Apehead off the ropes, Gravis misses with a clothesline, but bounces off the ropes. Apehead off the other side clothesline from hell by Gravis! man he took his head off with that move!

Gains: Told ya, bring it home Gravis!

Denson: Gravis has Apehead up now, is he going for the Fall From Grace? no, PILEDRIVER instead, that has to be it...

1...

2...

thr...NO! Apehead won't die!

Denson: Gravis up and is in the face of Mendez, using his hands to form a three count. Mendez just telling Gravis it was just a two count, this is allowing Apehead to gain his wind again. McGhee knips up, holding his neck though, he goes to the top rope. Gravis finally stops arguing and turns around. Apehead is pearched on the top rope, leaps and delivers a flying clothesline! McGhee quickly on Gravis, picks him up, scoops him into his arms, FALLAWAY SLAM McGhee with a cover...

1...

2...

kickout!

Denson: Apehead picks up Gravis, hiptoss, followed by an leaping legdrop to the chest. McGhee up and goes to the tope rope again, this may be risking it a little with all these top rop moves. Gravis staggers to his feet, McGhee flys through the air, Gravis catches him in a powerslam!

Gains: Excellent counter by Gravis, all he needs to do is slap on the Fall From Grace and it's over.

Denson: Gravis signally to the crowd that he is going for the fall form grace, but doesn't draw much of a positive reaction. Gravis hooks Apehead into place here it comes...Apehead with a back body drop! then falls to his knees. Nice counter by McGhee, he slowly crawls over to Gravis and picks him up, along with himself. He slams Gravis to the mat, Apeahead picks up Gravis and places him on the top turnbuckle, the crowd is going crazy for some Apehead! McGhee climbs to the second rope, right hands to Gravis' head. McGhee hooks him in to place going for a suplex, Gravis holds the top rope, and crashs down on top of McGhee! cover...

1...

2... thr...Kickout! that was so close! Gravis can't believe it

Denson: Gravis to his feet and picks up Apehead, McGhee with a few forearms to Gravis' mid section on the way up, Apehead grabs Gravis now and tosses him into the ropes, Gravis off, McGhee with a kick o the mid section, DDT! cover....

1...

2...

NO! NO! another kickout!

Gains: this might go on all night! I have a date later on, so this better end soon!

Denson: Apeahead picks up Gravis again, irish whip into the ropes, Gravis off, McGhee ducks his head, Gravis with a boot the face. Inverted atomic drop, Apehead falls against the ropes ctuching himself. Gravis runs against the opposite side, off the ropes, Apeahead walks out GOOD NIGHT SWEET PRINCE, NO! Gravis ducks down. McGee turns around, Gravis with a kick to the mid section, FALL FROM GRACE! Gravis with the cover...

1...

2...

3!!!!!! We have a new champion!

ring Announcer: The winner, and neeeeewwwww TWF Television champion....Grrrrrrravis!!

Gains: Man I knew it, Gravis was just top skilled not to beat Apehead McGhee. But don't get me wrong, the little punk stuck it out.

Denson: What a back and forth match! Both these guys deserve the win, but the only thing that matters is that we have a new, TV champion, and his name is Gravis.

Gains: Look, Gravis has the belt and is holding it right in the face of the fallen Apehead McGhee. What a sign of humility, and I like it!

Denson: A total disregard for a great effort put in by Apehead McGhee on the part of Gravis. I'll bet my word that McGhee will get another shot down the road. But for now, he'll have to watch as Gravis carries around the TV title.

Hardcore Title Match

Lance(C) v. '2xtreme' Justin Daniels

Ring Announcer:  The following contest is for the hardcore championship. Introducing first, weighing in at 202 pounds the current hardcore champ.....Lance!

[Lance gets a decent pop as he heads down the ring pushing a cart that has a folding table and ladder on it.]

Ring Announcer:  "And his opponent, from Syracruse, New York.weighing in at 237 pounds..........'2extreme' Justin Daniels!"

[Daniels heads down to the ring, carrying a ladder.]

Chet Denson:  "Lance and Daniels locking up in the middle of the ring. Lance with an eye-rake, sends Daniels off the ropes.  Lance with a drop kick, but Daniels grabbed the ropes."

Mark Gaines:  "Ow, nothing but air there."

Chet Denson:  "Daniels Lance by the hair, what's this.bull dog on the ladder."

Mark Gaines:  "Damn!  That looks like it hurt."

Chet Denson:  "Daniels with the pin.1.2, kickout by Lance."

Mark Gaines:  "Way too early.  And look at Lance, he just hit Daniels with a low blow."

Chet Denson:  "Daniels is down, Lance back up on his feet.  Looks like he 's bleeding a little."

Mark Gaines: "I don't think it matters to him.so what if he's bleeding, he's pissed."

Chet Denson:  "Lance with a scoop slam on Daniels, across his own ladder!

Mark Gaines:  "Now that must have really hurt.

Chet Denson:  "Daniels rolling around in pain and Lance is getting out of the ring.  Now, what's he doing?"

Mark Gaines:  "He's setting up his ladder outside the ring.  Now he's climing it."

Chet Denson:  "Daniels is getting up now.and Lance is jumping off the top of his ladder.  Flying clothesline!"

Mark Gaines:  "Whoa, that almost literally made Daniels do a complete flip from that."

Chet Denson:  "Lance going for a pin.1..2-kickout by Daniels."

Mark Gaines:  "I think Lance is getting a little ticked at the referee. He's telling the ref to count faster."

Chet Denson:  "Lance getting up, delivering a couple kicks to Daniels rib cage.  The ref is telling him to back off."

Mark Gaines:  "Um.why should he back off?  This is a hardcore match."

Chet Denson:  "Lance grabbing Daniels by the hair.  What's this? Now he's raking Daniel's face across the ropes.  Whoa.Daniels just nailed Lance with an elbow to the throat."

Mark Gaines:  "And he just planted Lance's face into the turnbuckle."

Chet Denson:  "And listen to the crowd.  Even though Daniels is a member of the Alliance, he seems to be getting some support from the fans."

Mark Gaines:  "Yeah, well, that's because he's being dwarfed by the combined egos of Wilder and Raven."

Chet Denson:  "Whatever you call it, but Daniels is proving that he's not some groupie along for the ride.  Daniels setting up the ladder.  He's going up.moonsault off the ladder!"

Mark Gaines:  "Damn, nailed Lance as he was getting up."

Chet Denson:  "Looks like Daniels took a hit from that.  Daniels is the first to get up.  He's charging Lance.back body drop."

Mark Gaines:  "Airborne!"

Chet Denson:  "And Daniels goes flying to the concrete outside the ring."

Mark Gaines:  "He got to cocky and now he's paying for it."

Chet Denson:  "Lance, shaking out those cobwebs.  Now he's climbing the corner turnbuckle.Daniels doesn't see him.  Flying axehandle by Lance.  Both men are down."

Mark Gaines:   "Okay, we're outside the ring.this where the real match begins."

Chet Denson:  Lance back up on his feet.grabs Daniels, slams him face first into a table."

Mark Gaines:  "And now he's grabbing a chair, he's setting it up.  Now he 's grabbing Daniels again.Face drop!"

Chet Denson:  "Jeez.that cut him up.  Lance for the pin.1.2.NO!  Daniels kicked out."

Mark Gaines:  "Almost had him."

Chet Denson:  "Lance still seems a little pissed at the ref.  He's grabbing Daniels.sending him to the ringpost.reversal by Daniels!  Lance just ate those steel steps."

Mark Gaines:  "Oh yeah, now it's getting good."

Chet Denson:  Lance grabbing the chair, he just clocked Lance in the face.  Lance is out!  What's he doing?"

Mark Gaines:  "Is he going for the pin?"

Chet Denson:  "Apparently now.He's picking him up.Northern Light's Suplex through the bellkeeper's table."

Mark Gaines:  "And look at this.he's still not going for the pin."

Chet Denson:  "Daniels is now climbing the ladder Lance left outside the ring.  He's signalling to the fans.  Flying Swanton!"

Mark Gaines:  "Okay, it over!"

Chet Denson:  "Daniels going for the pin..1.2.what the hell?  Someone just jumped the ref from behind."

Mark Gaines:  "Who the hell is that!"

Chet Denson:  "The ref is out!  Daniels turning to see what's going on, gets a boot across the face."

Mark Gaines:  "Who is this guy?"

Chet Denson:  "I'm not sure, but I think this man arrived with Lance in a limo earlier this evening."

Mark Gaines:  "Looks like Lance had a back-up plan."

Chet Denson:  "Now Lance and his friend are setting up a table.  The big guy is setting Daniels up on the table.  Lance climbing a ladder.420 Splash!"

Mark Gaines:  "Shit, they just sent Daniels through that table to the concrete floor.  Is Lance going for the pin?"

Chet Denson:  "No, I don't believe it!"

Mark Gaines:  "It looks like Lance and his assistant are feeling vindictive tonight, folks.  The big man is picking up Daniels from behind. Lance is grabbing the chair.he swings.but Daniels moved out of the way!"

Chet Denson:  "And Daniels just tackled Lance.  This isn't a match, this is a fist fight!"

Mark Gaines:  "Daniels and Lance trading punches now.  Daniels getting up. "

Chet Denson:  "And Daniels sends Lance into the guard rail.  Spinning heel kick!  OW!"

Mark Gaines:  "Damn, that nearly took Lance's head off!"

Chet Denson:  "And Lance goes over the guard rail."

Mark Gaines:  "Jeez.  And look Daniels, he's telling Lance to get up!"

Chet Denson:  "Now Daniels is charging the guard rail, he jumps!"

Mark Gaines:  "Shit, I don't believe it!  He jumped to the top of the guard rail and then nailed Lance with flying body block!"

Chet Denson:  "I think that took a little out of Daniels as well.he's having some difficulty getting up."

Mark Gaines:  "And here they are out in the crowd.what's Lance doing?"

Chet Denson:  "I don't know.it looks like he's heading towards the back."

Mark Gaines:  "I'm not sure, but it looks like he's not sure where he is."

Chet Denson:  "And Daniels is getting up now.  He's grabbing Lance from behind.neckbreaker!  Lance is out!  Daniels going for the pin."

Mark Gaines: "Wait, that big guy just came out of the crowd."

Chet Denson:  "He recovered quickly."

Mark Gaines: "Daniels doesn't see him, he's got a chair!"

Chet Denson:  "He just nailed Daniels from behind with that chair."

Mark Gaines:  "And now he's putting Lance's unconscious body on top of Daniels."

Chet Denson:  "And here comes the ref.1....2.....3!"

Mark Gaines:  "It's over!"

Chet Denson:  "Lance retains his title as hardcore champion."

Mark Gaines:  "Yeah, with a little help."

Chet Denson:  "Well, this is a hardcore match and pretty much anything goes."

Mark Gaines:  "Maybe, but I think Daniels would have won if Lance's new friend hadn't shown up."

World Title Match

Steve Diamond(C) v. 'Wild Child' Chris Drake

**"Bodies" by Drowning Pool plays over the arena sound system. Out from the back walks President Anderson. His arm in a sling, his head still bandaged up from the assault at the hands of Piper, Shadowflare and Blazer on Rising. In his other hand, he carries a microphone. The crowd erupts at the appearance of the president, with chants of "HELL-RAIS-ER! HELL-RAIS-ER!" eminating from the audience. He makes his way towards the ring, and climbs up the steel ring steps, stepping through the ropes and walking to the middle of the ring. As his music stops, he puts the mic to his mouth**

Anderson: "Ladies and gentlemen, I know that the turmoil surrounding the World title is on everyone's mind. It's all you hear about on the internet, it's all we hear in the back from the entire roster. Different rumors have been circulating surrounding the World title, and quite frankly, it's starting to give the TWF World title a black eye."

**He pauses before continuing**

Anderson: "Now, tonight, I hope to rectify the situation, and once again bring back the prestige that the World title once had. This will be done by two decisions that myself, and the rest of the Titan Wrestling Federation hiarchy have decided upon. The first, is to end all speculation and formally announce that Steve Diamond has indeed been fired from the TWF, effective immediately."

**Fans are split in their reaction. Some boo, but some cheer**

Anderson: "Which leads me to our second decision surrounding the World title. Originally, Christopher Drake was supposed to get a title shot tonight for the World title. And while Christopher Drake will still receive his title shot.....it won't be tonight."

**Fans boo, as they are upset at not being allowed to see a World title match**

Anderson: "I realize this won't be a popular decision, since all of you paid good money to see a title match. So what I'm going to do, is refund each of you your money. It might be a shot to the pocket book, but I think that would be the only fair thing to do, considering the circumstances."

**Fans cheer**

Anderson: "Now as for when Christopher Drake receives his title shot, that has been decided that at our August Pay Per View, Heat Wave, Christopher Drake will have a match for the vacated World title against the winner of this week's Heydon Hall/Pied Piper match on Sunday Night Rising. This way, Drake still gets his well deserved title shot, but at the same time he won't just have the belt 'handed' to him due to Diamond's firing. I realize this is a disappointing way to end the premiere of Wednesday Eruption, but these are circumstances that are beyond our control, and we decided to take a course of action we deemed best for the Titan Wrestling Federation. We apologize for any inconvenience this has caused. Thank you, and drive home safely."

**Anderson drops the mic, and exits the ring as "Bodies" plays over the arena sound system once more. He disappears behind the curtain**

Chet Denson: "Wow...I can't believe it. It appears as though we've seen the last of Steve Diamond in a TWF ring. This announcement has major ramifications for Sunday's Piper vs. Hall match."

Mark Gaines: "I guess when you cross the boss, you get tossed."

Chet Denson: "Umm..yes. Sunday's show should be quite an affair. Good night folks."