Shadowflare is seen walking with a TWF technician backstage but the sound is off as the two seem to be gabbing about something. Shadowflare then pats the technician on the back and the sound cuts in as Shadowflare stands still and smiles

Shad: That sounds just find.

Shadowflare gets a very slimy smile and starts to rub his hands together in anticipation

**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**

The camera then switches to a close up of the announce team of Chet Denson and Mark Gains**

Denson:Welcome to Eruption!We are live from the sold out Nassau Veterans Memorial Coliseum in Undiondale, New York. Along side me is none other than my co-host, Mark Gains!

Gains: Thanks Chet, tonight should be a great night of action. Because we have three of the top TWF superstars in one fing at the same time.

Denson: That's right, tonight we have Shadowflare, Brent Nelson and Raven Starr in a triple threat match in our main event. Certianly alot of bad blood circulating in that ring. Plus, we have the new TWF champion Kirk Visconty taking on the panty raid king of the TWF Apehead McGhee, I 've just been told that Commissioner Cannon Storm has a huge announcement, and he's coming to the ring right now!....

**MY Way** by Limpbizkit plays over the loud speakers. The crowd begfins to boo loudly as Cannon Strom emerges from behind the curtain. Cannon strolls down the ramp way acknowledging the negative response, he is dressed in a pair of navy blue dress pants, a white dress shirt, and blue tie. He reaches the ringside area and climbs through the ropes. He montions for a mic and excepts it with a cocky smile on his face. He allows for the booing to cease, before addressing the audience.**

Storm: I would just like to thank everybody, for that tremendous ovation, thank you.

**Crowd begins to boo once again, then dies down**

Storm: Tonight, in this ring...I have a very, very special announcement for you all. For you see, it's over.

Denson: Over? what's over.

Gains: I think he is referring to your career Chet.

Storm: Just like some goood things, eventually, they come to an end. What I'm referring to is that I, Cannon Storm, have won this so called 'Power struggle'.

**The crowd doesn't really know how to react, so some just boo**

Storm: Your honoured and so loved President has convinced you all that he was on vacation. However, that is only the half truth to the matter. You see, David L. Anderson IS in fact on a vacation....a permanent vacation!

Denson: What in blazes is his talking about?

Storm: That's right, this past weekend David L. Anderson resigned from his position as Titan Wrestling Federation President, and sold his share of the company, to ME!

Denson: What?! This is huge! Cannon Storm has full control of the TWF!

Gains: It's about time, Cannon Storm was the man who put the TWF on the map.

Storm: It's only fitting though, because it was I who brought the TWF to where it is today, yes me, Cannon Storm, took Dave's dream and turned into an empire! But, I shouldn't take all the credit for myself. I would be naive to think that only one man could take a little regional promotion, and create the number one show in sports Entertainment. No, I'd like to thank the someone who from the start of this company, shared theh same hopes and dreams as I did. That man is none other than......my financial advisor!

**the crowd begins to boo loudly, Cannon Storm just stands there, full of himself, and absorbing the negative energy**

Storm: That's right, without him the TWF would be just some local wrestling promotion in Detroit, run by a brokendown, has been of a used to bw decent wrestler, David L. Anderson.....

**Bodies** by Drowning Pool plays through the loud speakers, all heads whip towards the entrance way**

Denson: What is...that's the Sunday Night Rising music.

Gains: Are those dimwits in the truck paying attention!

**Suddenly David L. Anderson steps through the curtain, the crowd erupts, Anderson walks to the ring with a determined look on his face, and mic in hand. Cannon Storm stands in the ring a little bewildered and upset. Anderson climbs through the ropes and befronts Storm. The crowd is chanting HELL-RAIS-ER, HELL-RAIS-ER!!**

Denson: Holy crap! It's David Anderson! Dave Anderson is here!

Gains: Hey! he doesn't work here anymore, he's trespassing!

Anderson:[pointing his finger at Storm] Cannon! Just like these people here, I've had just about enough of you're crap!

**The crowd erupts once again**

Anderson: You see, Cannon, while it is indeed true that I've decided to step away from running the Titan Wrestling Federation, you are mistaken about one thing. And that I have not sold my shares to you, rather I've put the TWF on the open market and have sold my shares, which account for 50% of the stock in the company, to the public. That's right, I've made the Titan Wrestling Federation a public entity!

**The crowd gasps, as Storm stares at Anderson, his jaw open and in total shock**

Anderson: In simple terms, what this means is that although you won't have to answer to me anymore, now you've got to answer to the shareholders, those same shareholders that, if they accumulate enough shares due to stock splits, and stock dividends, can vote you off the board of directors, and fire your ass if they see fit. So Cannon, enjoy running MY company while you still can.

**Storm starts jumping up and down in the ring in frustration, pulling up and down on the ring ropes in a frenzy as the crowd goes wild**

Anderson: Oh, and one last thing, old friend...

**As Storm turns back to Anderson, Anderson delivers a kick to the midsection, grabs Storm in a headlock and executes the 'Blaze of Glory'. He stands over his fallen former friend as the crowd cheers at a fever pitch. Anderson stares down at Storm, with a smile on his face, and exits the ring, making his way back up the entrance ramp**

Denson: Dave Anderson just got his redemption on Cannon Storm after all this time! I've never heard a crowd cheer for one person this loud in all my life! What a shocker here at Eruption

Gains: Where's security! David Anderson should be arrested for assault! Look at what he did to Cannon Storm.

Denson: Maybe he has another one for YOU. The former TWF President out smarting the current boss! Starr and Storm are out and helping Cannon Storm to the back area.

**Krank is seen walking down the hall dragging a steel pipe behind him. He stops at a door that has Shadowflare's name on it and rares back the steel pipe to swing but right before it connects he stops and grins sadistically**

Denson: That Krank sure is a strange one. Shadowflare isnt the guy that you'd want make angry.

Ring Announcer: "The following triple threat contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Brooklyn, New York; weighing 235 pounds. KrANK!"

**The arena goes dark as "Downfall" by TRUST Company begins to blare. Red pyro erupts from the entranceway as it fills with smoke. KrANK bursts out of the foggy mist and points out to the crowd who are on their feet cheering. KrANK makes like a bat out of hell down to the ring. He slides beneath the bottom rope and pops up on his feet and hops on the second rope in nearly one fluid motion. He points out to the crowd as red pyro explodes yet again behind him. He slowly turns and stomps to the middle of the ring glaring up at the entranceway and gives a cut throat sign which promptly terminates the music.**

"Also competing. From Springfield, Missouri; weighing 295 pounds. JARRED MICHAELS!"

**Static crackles from the arena speakers, which is soon replaced with the ripping guitar of "Whatever" by Godsmack. Jarred michaels steps onto the stage and moves to the right side of the stage, holding his hand up to his brow to look out over the fans. They cheer. He then walks over to the left side and does the same getting the same response. He then walks slowly to the ringside area then takes the too familiar circle around the ring slapping hands as he goes. He climbs up on the apron and tosses back a trademark look which gets the fans even more excited. Michaels steps into the ring and looks over at KrANK who is setting propped up in the turnbuckle. Michaels steps into the middle of the ring and throws a fist in the air which gets more response from the crowd.**

"Finally. From Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania; weighing 243 pounds. "THE ORIGINAL" JUSTIN MORRIS!"

**The fans are cheering even as P.O.D.'s "Set it Off" rips through the arena. Justin Morris steps out onto the stage and does a pose for hundreds of flashbulbs erupting around the arena. Morris begins the long walk to the ring taking time to slap high fives all the way. He stops outside the ring as KrANK and Michaels both seem to get their game faces on. They both give him room to climb into the ring and the match is underway**

Denson: "All three men sizing one another up inside the ring, no one eager to get into a two-on-one situation. Morris charges krank, but krank sidesteps and Morris goes into the ropes. Krank turns to give Morris a clothesline but Morris ducks it, he couldn't duck the shoulderblock from Michaels though and goes to the ring. Krank dropkicks Michaels to the face sending him staggering backwards. Morris back on his feet. Michaels charges krank, but Morris cuts him off with a football tackle. Morris quickly to his feet, but not quick enough krank catches him with a swinging forearm shot that dazes him enough to get a quick snap suplex."

Gains: "Michaels back on his feet and going for krank, but krank nails him with a shot to the midsection and a big DDT that puts him out on the canvas. Morris slow to get back to his feet, and Krank picks him up and bodyslams him in the corner. Krank heading for the top rope. Krank going for a moonsault, but Morris rolls out of the way and krank catches nothing but mat. Morris on the outside."

Denson: "Michaels on the inside going to work on krank while Morris going under the ring for something. Michaels pulling krank to the middle of the ring. Morris has a two by four with one end wrapped in barb wire! Is he nuts? This isn't a hardcore match!"

Gains: "Morris is still going to try to bring it into the ring, but the ref is cutting him off on the ring apron. Michaels blatantly choking out krank in the ring. Morris pulls krank to his feet and drops him with a front layout suplex. Michaels sees Morris still on the outside arguing with the ref and charges him giving him a shot to the jaw with his forearm. Morris drops the 2x4. Michaels wraps him up for a suplex back into the ring, but can't get him up. Morris counters by dropping Michael's throat first over the top rope. Morris back up on the apron, and krank is getting to his feet, but Morris with a springboard legdrop, beautiful!"

Denson: "That move was picture perfect. Morris attempting the pin on krank but gets only two. Michaels up to his feet as Morris takes him down with a whip into the ropes and a powerslam. Krank and Morris going at it now and Krank takes control with a hard headbutt that sends Morris reeling. Krank nails Morris with a clothesline sending him to the mat. Michaels is back up, but Krank levels him with another clothesline. Morris back to his feet, and Krank hits him with another clothesline. Michaels back up, and down again. Krank is a maniac and the fans are on their feet cheering for the one they call krank!"

Gains: "You must admit, his performance leaves you speechless."

Denson: "Krank with Morris' head in one hand and Michaels' in another and clang, he just cracked their heads together like a pair of coconuts."

Gains: "Did you hear the hollow sound?"

Denson: "Krank is officially kranking it up for the fans here tonight. Krank has Morris now, Krank obviously focusing the brunt of his attack on Morris and showing him what krankin it up is all about. Krank has Morris between his knees. Double underhook piledriver drilling Morris into the mat."

Gains: "I'm surprised Krank didn't strike oil as hard as he put Morris' head into the mat. Michaels back to his feet and comes at Krank from behind with a few hard shots to the shoulders. Krank can't fight them off and Michaels drops him with a reverse DDT over his knee. Michaels on the offensive with a pin on Krank, but gets a two count before Michaels breaks it up. Michaels and Morris now exchanging blows. Michaels whips Morris to the ropes, but Morris leapfrogs the back body drop and comes around with a swinging neckbreaker. Morris taking some time to get back to his feet and pulling Michaels up. Michaels lashes out with a hard chest slap. Michaels and Morris trading chops, and neither one sees Krank headed right for them with a double clothesline that sends them both out to the outside!"

Denson: "Wait, Krank isn't done! Outside Michaels and Morris getting to their feet and Krank with a moonsault knocking both of them down! Good God is he insane?! Krank slow to get back up and rolling Morris and Michaels back into the ring. Krank getting in, but Michaels is quick to cut him off with a hard knee to the ribs and then a whip into the ropes Release Spine Buster! Krank feeling the pain from that one! Wait Morris from behind clubs Michaels with a forearm shot and grabs him for the J.M. Special!

1..

2..

3!!

Ring Announcer: The winner of the match.....'The Original' Justiiiiiin Moooooorrrrris!!

Denson: Justin Morris pulls out the victory, and gets back on the winner track.

Gains: This Kid is sooo lucky.

**scene cuts to the back where we see a lockerroom door marked Raven Starr. We hear snickering from off camera, the flicking noise again, then a sharp knock on the door, and the sound of hurried footsteps. Raven opens the door to see the flaming poo bag sitting in front of his door and just slam the door**

Denson: Did you see the look on Raven's face?

Gains: Brent Nelson spends too much time around Apehead McGhee!

**Suddenly the lights flicker and die and now the TWF-Tron is surrounded by blue strobes and finally “Pitiful” by Blindside begins low then blasts thru the PA**

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM, BOOM KABOOOOOOOOOOM!

**As the pyro stops fog starts pouring from the stage and the lights start flashing red, blue, and purple. The fans seem to be on the edge of their seats waiting to see who emerges from the back. Then after a few seconds an extremely hot chick wearing a blue mini skirt, white top, and knee high black leather boots steps from behind the curtain, the men in attendance are going nuts as they watch the woman walk half way down the stage and stop on the ramp. Finally the main attraction emerges from behind the curtain, the main attraction known as Matt Keith, the young future TWF superstar is wearing a pair of skin tight black leather pants, black tank top, and a pair of blue lens designer sunglasses, his raven black hair is dripping wet and dangling in his pretty boy face. Matt makes his way down the ramp with his girlfriend Cameron in tow and a kendo stick in hand. Now at ringside Matt walks up the ring steps and enters the ring, he holds the ropes for Cameron and she enters as well. The ring attendant hands Cameron a mic and she begins to speak while Matt stands dead center of the ring looking into the crowd and holding his weapon as if he’s about to take someone out before the night is over**

Cameron: Well ladies and gentlemen consider this your five best minutes of you meaningless and mundane lives because right now you are in the presence of the most charismatic, the handsomest, and all around icon in the world of wrestling and his name is Matt Keith. Yes we know you heard all the talk on the net and television about how he was coming and how good he was; now you can see for yourselves.

**Cameron gets a huge boo from the fans but the look on Matt’s face is still cocky as ever**

Cameron: How dare you boo me, I already know you can’t get enough of me, and you whores are just mad because your potbelly boyfriends are undressing me with their eyes.

Crowd – YOU SUCK, YOU SUCK, YOU SUCK, YOU SUCK, YOU SUCK

**Cameron gets even more annoyed but hands Matt the mic, the fans get even more irate even before the man opens his mouth**

Matt Keith: Well, well after all of the speculation and rumors the light has finally revealed who is in fact TWF’s latest superstar…yes you New York morons have a front row seat at what I like to call a holiday a holiday called Matt Keith day. You see I have waited a long time and spent a lot of time trying to make it to the TWF, and now that I’m here a few things are going to change around here. For starters when I speak you idiots damn well better listen because I don’t repeat myself, and second if you piss me off I will step out of this ring and whip every single one of your asses.

Crowd – BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Matt Keith: Now that we got the ground rules settle let me finish. Tonight is a big night of sorts…it’s the last show before the big pay per view and that is all find and dandy however I have a problem with that. You see my official debut is at the pay per view but I have a problem with waiting, I don’t like it. So seeing as how tonight is so special I think it would be a good idea to have a little fun and make a few examples out of the so call superstars in the back.

**Matt looks down at the kendo stick in his hand and gets an evil smirk on his face**

Matt Keith: There is nothing more fun than a random beating…well with the exception of being in a city that doesn't smell like Ben Gay and cheap prostitutes. But right now the quality of this s*it hole place you nimrods call home is not the issue. Now as I was saying it’s a good night for a little random violence, but the only question is who should be my victim or victims tonight. It really doesn't matter to me because every single dirt bag in the back has a huge target on their back. It could be Adam Kragar, Triple 6, it doesn't make a difference to me, nonetheless all of you fool can bet your ass that someone will be going for a little ride to the nearest hospital.

**“Pitiful” by Blindside replays as Matt tosses the mic down and leaves the ring with his arm around Cameron’s waist**

**backstage on his way to the ring.  Captain has a serious look on his face as he gets ready for his match with JB Shooter.  As Captain turns a corner though, he bumps into "The Original" Justin Morris.**

Captain:  Hey buddy, watch where you are going!

Justin:  Shut it, Cap'n!

Captain:  What'd you say, Morris?  Did you just tell me to "shut it"?

Justin:  Yeah, that's right.  What are you going to do about it?  Keep the paramedics on standby?

Captain:  You son of a bitch...

**Captain takes a swing at Justin, but he ducks. Morris nails Captain with a few shots to the stomach and doubles him over.  Morris DDTs Captain to the floor and busts him clean open.  Justin glances around him and notices a nearby steel chair.  He grabs it and hits Captain over the head with it a few times. Justin throws the chair on top of the unconscious Captain as he continues down the hall.**

Justin:  What a friggin idiot!  He has no idea.

Denson: Is Justin Morris crazy or what! attacking Devon Storm for no reason at all. The Captain is up next too!

Gains: That kid just made career suicide I do believe.

“Captain” Devon Storm Vs. J.B. Shooter

***Remedy starts to play and J.B.Shooter walks out from behind the curtain. Shooter holds both fists in the air and walks down to the ring he steps up the steps and between the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring with his arm crossed in front of him.***

Ring Announcer: “And his opponent from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at 374lbs. CAPTAAAIN DEVVOOON STOOORRRM!!!”

***The lights dim and Black by Seven dust hits. As it does, out steps The Captain. He struts quickly to the ring, flames spurting from either side of the entrance ramp. At the ring he walks up the stairs and steps over the top rope and proceeds to chase out his opponents. When he has the ring to himself he stands in the middle of the ring, throws his head back and raises his arms to the sides. The lights come back on and Devon is ready to go.***

Denson: “The match is underway! J.B charges Devon Storm maybe in hopes to get an upper hand here. Captain ducks a clothesline, spins around and drills a boot into the midsection of Shooter. Captain cocks back and socks him right in the mouth! My god!”

Gains: “Isn’t that illegal? He needs to open up those fists.”

Denson: “Shooter is reeling, Storm still on the attack. Punches to the midsection. He is really opening up on him. A forearm to the jaw and now Devon has JB against the ropes. Storm with an irish whip. Sends shooter against the opposing ropes. A hard shoulder block sends Shooter to the mat. Storm grabs him by the head and pulls him back up. Suplex attempt by Devon, reversal! Shooter slides over his back and hooks his neck on the way down. Neckbreaker by Shooter. What’s this?”

Gains: “Oh boy!” Look at that!”

Denson: “Devon right back to his feet as if that neckbreaker didn’t even phase him. Devon clotheslines Shooter to the mat and now is putting the boots to him. The ref getting in the middle of the two and Devon just shoves the referee out of the way.”

Gains: “He thinks he is going to take control of this match?”

Denson: “He may. He has a lot of angst built up from losing that Hardcore Championship last week. Storm with a scoop slam and drives JB into the mat. Storm off the ropes and drops a leg across the chest of Shooter. Cover! Only a two count, though. Shooter to his feet, Storm with a back elbow shot to the jaw. Captain grabs Shooter again and whips him to the ropes, clothesline, no, shooter ducks. Off the ropes again and Captain catches him in the face with a dropkick! What agility for such a big man. Shooter is down and now Devon is going to the top rope. He’s pointing to the fans and leaps. The Breakdown! He got that one right on the money. Go for the cover!”

Gains: “I don’t think he is finished with this guy.”

Denson: “Captain pulls Shooter to his feet. JB is groggy and just stands there. Captain steps back and then really jumps into that clothesline from hell! Shooter flips almost 360 degrees! My god. Captain chuckles to himself and shrugs his shoulders to the fans. I guess this match is much too easy for him. Captain claps his hands together to signal a three count. The crowd getting into this one now. Shooter struggles to his feet. Captain stalks up to him and grips his big paws around the throat of JB Shooter. He lifts him up and just holding him there. Shooter looks like he’s out of it. Devon slams him to the mat. Cover. 1...2...Captain pulls Shooters head up. He’s not done!”

Gains: “Just make the pin, Captain! We all know you have dominated this match.”

Denson: “He’s jacked up and grabs Shooter plants him in between his legs and hauls him up. This has got to be it! Fall from Grace! He pounds him into the mat, up again and another vicious drop, up again and just levels Shooter with a third Powerbomb. Captain lets go and brushes his hands as if he’s through. Captain now holding his hand up to his mouth like he’s yawning. He’s smirking to the crowd again. The ref is checking on J.B. Shooter and calls for the bell. This one is over, and really was about five minutes ago.”

Ring Announcer: “The winner of this match by, CAAAPTAAAIIN DEVOOOON STOOOORRRMMM!!!”

Denson: Devon Storm taking out that brutal attack from Justin Morris earlier on JB Shooter

Apehead: That's right, I got the costumes right here, where the heck are you guys? What? Almost here? You should be here goshdarn it!

*Apehead turns around and spots the camera.*

Apehead: Look I gotta go. Just get here!

*He shakes his head and wags his finger into the lense.*

Apehead: Sneaking up on me, huh? Naughty, naughty. You nearly ruined the big surprise. Now get out of here!

Ring Announcer: The following contest is the Inferno Match!! And it for the TWF Hardcore Championship. Introducing first the challenger, from parts unknown, weighing 300lbs......Trrrrrriple SIX!!

**We first hear a count down then a big boom. After that his song plays and he walks out through a wall of fire, walking slowly to the ring then as he walks into the ring he kneels down and flames shoot in the air**

Ring Announcer: His opponent, from Los Angeles, California. Weighing 234lbs, the TWF Hardcore Champion.......Adaaaaaam Kraaaagaaaaaaaar!!

**The whole arena lights dim and suddenly turn grey as stinkfist by tool begins to play. The first 30 seconds play and the music comes to a break and a huge cloud of smoke appears. Right when the music starts again a huge pyro goes off to start the heavy music and Kragar is seen through the mist of smoke wearing a red trench coat, red tights, and black boots. He has long black hair with a goatee that connects to his sideburns. He walks down to the ring not shaking anyone's hands. He jumps into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle and tosses his arms into the air as another pyro goes off**

Denson: Both men are in the center of the ring as the flames shoot up around the ring area. Kragar turns his head and looks at the flames, Triple 6 rushes him and knocks him down with a clothesline. 6 picks up Kragar and hoists him onto his shoulder and is walking him towards the flames! Kragar kicking his legs in the air and drops down behind 6. 6 turns around and Kragar kick him in the mid section, right hands to the face, drop kick by Kragar. Triple 6 stagger a bit, Kragar taking a few steps back, then charges with another drop kick! 6 on one leg! he could fall into the fire! Kragar runs in for a clothesline, Triple 6 nails him a boot to the face!

Gains: So close for Adam Kragar. What a shot by Triple 6.

Denson: Triple 6 picks up Adam Kragar, knees him right in the face. Big right hand by 6 backs up Kragar. Triple 6 wraps his arms around Kragar's throat and backs him up towards the fire again! Kragar trying to hold on, he's inches away from the flames! Kragar kicks him in the groin, Triple 6 doubles over Kragar with swinging neck breaker. Adam Kragar now leaps to the top rope, he better watch those shooting flames! Kragar off the top, connects with a moon sault. Kragar mounts 6 and feeds him a good dose of right hands. Triple 6 pushes Kragar off and tries to get to his feet. 6 to his knees as Adam Kragar kick him in the face, Kragar lift 6 to his feet and grabs his head. Triple 6 is going into the flames! Kragar has him! Triple 6 grabs a hold of Kragar and tosses him to the other side of the ring. 6 shaking off that assault and stalks Adam Kragar. Kragar to his feet, Triple 6 swings and misses with a right hand, Kragar with shot to 6's ribs. 6 backswings at Kragar, who ducks and drop kicks him. Triple 6 nails Kragar with a clothesline. Triple 6 lift Kragar to his feet, then lifts him into the air with a gorilla press! Triple 6 walking around before dumping Adam Kragar to the canvas

Gains: Man is it hot down here, but it could be that blonde over there with the huge...

Denson: Stop that! we have a title match going on now. Triple 6 lifting up a prone Adam Kragar, Triple 6 with an arm bar, he walks backwards towards the corner and climbs to the top rope. Adam Kragar now trying to pull away from Triple 6, Kragar drops down and causes 6 to lose his balance. Triple 6 goes flipping down to the mat. Kragar up now and goes to the top again. Adam Kragar leaps off...A BOMB! Adam Kragar hit it good. Kragar now slowly picking up Triple 6, 6 with a low blow, then grabs Kragar by the throat. Triple 6 to his feet now, Choke Slam! Triple 6 picks up Kragar, Adam Kragar lifted onto the massive shoulders of Triple 6. OH No! this could be the Hell's Storm! Adam Kragar swings around.....and turns it into a swinging DDT!What a move by the hardcore champion!

Gains: Adam Kragar showing that last week was no fluke win. This kid is tough.

Denson: Kragar has Triple 6 to his feet now, his walks him over to the corner, Kragar jumps on his back and locks in a full nelson. Triple 6 flailing his arms in the air trying to grab at Kragar. Triple 6 places his boot on the second turnbuckle and sends himself backwards landing right on top of Adam Kragar.

Crowd OOOOOOOH

Denson: Triple 6 has Kragar up and goes for another arm bar. Triple 6 mounts the to rope again, 6 raises his arm in the air just as Kragar kicks the top rope causing Triple 6 to lose his balance then Triple 6 crotches himself on the tope turnbuckle.

Crowd OOOOOOOOH

Gains: Man that always hurts to see that happen.

Denson: Adam Kragar now charges and drop kicks Triple 6. Kragar walks over to the other side of the ring and charges with another drop kick and....Triple 6 falls to the floor! Adam Kragar mounts the top rope, the crowd is up. Kragar leaps, leg drop on the arena floor!

Crowd OOOOOOH

Denson: Adam Kragar putting his body on the line here. Kragar slowly getting his feet using the guard rail for support. Triple 6 rolls around and makes it to his feet as well. Kragar charges, Triple 6 moves sending him into the flames! OH Adam Kragar stopped himself against the ring apron, Triple 6 charges with Hell's Boot. Adam Kragar drops to the floor.....Triple 6 puts his boot into the flames! Triple 6 is on fire! Adam Kragar wins the match!

Ring Announcer: The winner, and still TWF Hardcore Champion........Adaaaaaaaammmmm Kraaaaaaagaaaaaaar!!

Gains: Look! the fire doesn't seem to phase Triple 6.

Denson: Adam Kragar is walking back up the ramp way, as Triple 6 stalks him with his boot on fire. Adam Kragar retains the title!

**scene cuts to the back where we see a lockerroom door marked Shadowflare. We hear snickering from off camera, a familiar flicking noise then a sharp knock on the door, and the sound of hurried footsteps. Shadowflare opens the door to see the flaming poo bag sitting in front of his door and just slam the door**

Denson: Is it just me, or is Brent Nelson falling off his rocker?

Gains: Yes, and yes.

Denson: .....

Ring Announcer: “This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the TWF Television Championship. First introducing the challenger. From Melbourne, Australia. Weighing in at 215lbs. ROOOMEEEOOO!!!”

***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: “And his opponent. The TWF Television Champion. From Boise, Idaho and weighing in at 219lbs. K.C. SLAAAAASH!!!”

***"I hope you die! I alone am best!" As those words ring throughout the arena the fans recognize that K.C. Slash is about to appear and the boos ring true. "I hope you die" by Bloodhound Gang musically begins and the curtains spread and the tall, slender form of K.C. Slash pushes through with his usual sneer. His dirty blonde hair soaked to his hair and whipping around his head as he jaws with the fans. Wrists taped and wearing his normal long black basketball trunks Slash gets the fans ire up as he finally slips under the ropes and gives the fans an unkind gesture. He then jumps up to the ropes and whips his hair at the fans letting them know just who they came to see tonight.***

Denson: “This should be an exciting match. KC and Romeo lock up. Collar and elbow tie up. Not much of a weight difference between these two. These guys are barely over two hundred pounds wet! KC with an armdrag, taking Romeo to the mat. He stands up, holds onto Romeos wrist and is kicking him in the ribs. He is really lacing into him with those rib shots. Both men up now and Romeo is whipped to the ropes, KC with a hurrican-rana and pin attempt. Only a one count, but you have to give credit to KC seizing the moment.”

Gains: “Indeed. He didn’t get to be Television Champion by not taking chances.”

Denson: “True, now KC suplexing Romeo to the mat, followed by an elbow drop, now grabbing the legs and going for a kick to the groin. Romeo pulls him in and kicks him away. He’s quick to get up. KC off the ropes and Romeo picks him up, inverted atomic drop! KC is hurt. Romeo with a clothesline and both men are over the top and to the outside. KC up and knees Romeo in the chin. Pulls him back and sends him into the guard railing. KC hops up on the apron and lands a risky legdrop across the back of Romeo. He grabs him by the arm and tights and throws him back into the ring. KC in control here. Romeo is still laying motionless on the mat. KC going to the top rope. The fans are booing him here and just taunts them. Romeo is up! He runs over to the corner and climbs up to the second turnbuckle. KC and Romeo duking it out on the ringpost! KC chops him in the throat and hooks him in the first pedigree! My god. KC jumps and pulls him around with him. FIRST DEGREE PEDIGREE From the top rope! What a move!”

Gains: “That was impressive, but now both men are down. I think the impact from that sent both men down hard.”

Denson: “Well KC is the first to move and he is making his way for the cover. Slowly but surely he gets his arm on Romeo, but Romeo quickly rolls over out of a pinning predicament. Both men up on their feet again. Small package by KC. Only a two count though. Slash hooks Romeo up in a fishermans suplex, up and over. The ref is down for the cover. Aww, damn. He dropped him too close to the ropes. KC quick to his feet and sharply pulls Romeo up, whip to the ropes, Romeo on the rebound. Swinging DDT! KC pulls him back up, snapmare, and now a dropkick to the back of the head. KC is on fire again. KC to the top rope. Romeo is down now. He is waiting for Romeo to get to his feet. Romeo to one knee and groggily gets to his feet. Tilt a whirl hot shot! Romeo is down. KC violently pulls Romeo back up. 6Th DEGREE PEDIGREE!!!. This one has to be over.”

***One, Two, Three!***

Ring Announcer: “Winner of this match and still Television Champion. K.C. SLAAAAAAASSSHHH!!”

Denson: KC Slash with got the better of Romeo on this night.

**KrANK is seen walking into the locker room. KrANK goes over to his locker and opens it up, and there are three huge speakers inside of his locker, which turn on automatically to full blast, playing the same obnoxious guitar riff over and over. KrANK grabs his ears and kicks the speakers a few times, before jogging over to the door and opening it up, but as soon as the door swings open the music turns off and a chair swings forward and nails KrANK right in the face knocking him to the ground**

Voice: Was that KrANKED up loud enough for you?

**Shadowflare walks into the locker room and stands over KrANK, and the camera fades to the next shot as Shadowflare raises his North American Title over the fallen KrANK and spits on his face**

Denson: We're set now for the Generation title match...

**MY Way by Limpbizkit plays over the loud speakers. The fans instantly boo as Cannon Storm struts his way down the ramp with a title belt in his hand, and into the ring. He grabs the mic and is about to speak, when a chant of "HELL-RAIS-ER! HELL-RAIS-ER! HELL-RAIS-ER!' breaks out. Cannon clutches his neck and gives the crowd a stern look. As the fans chant dies down, Cannon speaks**

Storm: Go ahead, have your fun you dimwits! But guess what, it's MY turn to have some fun. Because you see, right now is scheduled to be the Generation title match. However, Bruce Hammer and Tony Cage are not here tonight, but don't worry, they'll make it up to me with their cheque books! As for this title belt I have in my hands, well, consider it VACANT!

**The crowd is in awe and not really quite sure how to react**

Storm: Because of Bruce Hammer's failure to appear at Eruption> in a scheduled title defense. I am stripping him of the Generation Title Belt, and it will be contested for at this weeks Pay-Per-View in a...

*Suddenly, Cannon's speech is interrupted by the sound of P.O.D.'s "Set It Off".  Fresh off his match against KrANK, "The Original" Justin Morris walks onto the stage getting a mixed reaction from the fans.  He walks down the ramp and climbs in the ring.  An announcer throws a mic to him.*

Morris: Wait a second here, Cannon.  Don't go shooting off about your plans for the Generation Title until you've at least talked to the former champ, that being ME.

Storm: What are you talking about, Justin?  You have no business being out here.  This isn't your championship.

Morris: Maybe it isn't right now, Cannon, but it will be again soon.  In fact, I want a match for the Generation Championship next week at the Pay-Per-View!

*Crowd erupts in cheers*

Storm: Who do you think you are?  Do you think you can just come out here and demand matches?  I am running the TWF now, and what I say goes.

Morris: So are you saying I'm NOT going to give me my title match next week?

Storm: Yeah, that's right...

Morris: Well, maybe this will change your mind.

*Morris charges at Storm with a punch, but Cannon ducks and rolls out of the ring.*

Storm: Ah Justin, you just weren't quick enough there.  But you know what, maybe you're on to something here.  Maybe you should get a shot at the Generation Title. 

Morris: Your damn right I should...as far as I'm concerned, that's my title.

Storm:  Alright then kid. I'm going to give you your shot at the Generation Title at the next TWF PPV!

Storm:  Well, I guess we'll see now, won't we?

*Storm hands his mic back to the announcer and starts walking towards the back.  Justin remains standing in the ring for another moment as "Set It Off" plays over the sound system.*

Denson: Justin Morris just got himself a Generation title match at the PPV. But the question remains is, who will be his opponent?

Gains: Well, we were about to find out when that snot nosed little punk Justin Morris came out here.

**We see the mountain of a man Triple 6 lacing up his boots and having a drink of beer**

Whispering: There he is I can’t believe it he’s just sitting there drinking.

Female Whispering: How are you going to do this?

Whispering: you’ll see.

**Triple 6 looks back at the door because he thought he heard something but no one is there as the big man turns around in his chair at the same time Matt Keith runs in and hits him on the back of his head with his ever dangerous kendo stick Cameron walks in slowly and sexy**

Matt Keith: You know people just don’t learn I said that someone was going to get their ass kicked and look no one listened.

**Matt hits the fallen Triple 6 on the back of the head with the kendo stick once more as he tries to get up to his feet, blood is pouring from the mans head like a faucet**

Matt Keith: But don’t worry Triple 6 this is just a lesion that you and many more will learn in the weeks to come.

**Matt drags Triple 6 to the center of the looker room Triple 6 tries to fight back but Matt knocked him right back down with his kendo stick**

Matt Keith: Don’t think I’m done yet.

**Matt kicks Triple 6 as he tries to get up**

Matt Keith: Cameron come here for a second I think this sack of crap needs more educating.

**Cameron walks over to Matt**

Matt Keith: Hold his leg down for me.

Cameron: Ok

**Cameron gets on her knees to hold Triple 6 right leg down**

Matt Keith: That’s fine.

**Matt has a big smile on his face as he repeatedly hits Triple 6 over the right knee with out mercy**

Matt Keith: I don’t think you felt that you might get up and kick my ass right big man?

**Matt looks up and catches a glimpse of the steel folding chair Triple was sitting in Cameron gets off her knees as Matt grabs the folding chair and looks down at Triple 6 which is holding his leg in agony**

Matt Keith: Yeah you might recover isn’t that right Triple 6?

**Matt opens the chair a little and put it on Triple 6’s right leg over the knee then Mat starts hitting the chair with his kendo stick over and over until it finally breaks**

Matt Keith : Looks like your wrestling career is over what do you think Triple 6?

**Matt looks at Triple 6 with a big sick smile on his face. Matt gets right in the front of the camera with that huge cocky smile on his face**

Matt Keith: Well it must be true, the bigger they are the harder they fall.

**Matt wraps his arm around Cameron**

Matt Keith: Lets get out of here babe Tripe 6 needs a little time to himself.

Denson: Well Apehead McGhee has already been introduced. Now we are awaiting the arrival of the world champion.

The big screen flickers to life. We see Piper sitting in the living room of his penthouse apartment, Cheri next to him, World title around her waist. Piper cheeses a bit before leaning forward to speak**

Piper: Wassup, Apebutt? I bet you are wondering just what the hell is going on... Well let me spell it out to you. I have deemed you unworthy of a match. That is what you get for stealing Cheri's underwear... Just as simple as that... Not worth my time. Now is that a great surprise or what? I bet this totally tops everything you had planned... And everything Raven had planned... And everything Sassy had palnned... Shit, I could go on all day, but I hope you get the point. You can run-in on me at some later date, join up with Haywood and try to extract some kind of vengence. Hell, get a World title shot, beat Raven, and then I will face you... Till then, go play in the ladies room. See ya later, Monkeyhead.

**Piper leans over and pats the World title around Cheri's waist, and giggles. The screen fades**

Denson: What?! The nerve of the world champion not showing up for his match here against Apehead McGhee.

Gains: He just saved Apehead a major beating, he's just looking out for his best interests.

Denson: As Apehead McGhee storms out of the ring and to the back area, I guess it's time for our main event. A thriple threat match between Brent Nelson, Raven Starr, and the TWF North American champion Shadowflare.

Gains: I can't wait, this is going to be good.

Ring Announcer: The following contest is Four corners match!! Introducing first, accompanies by Chloe. From Chicago Illinois. Weighing 265lbs........'The Suicide Machine' Raven Starrrrrrrr!!

**The lights go black, "I FEEL SO GOOD, I FEEL SO NUMB...." As guitar riff kicks in, Raven, and Chloe 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: Introducing second, from Augusta, Maine. Weighing 275lbs.......Breeeeent Neeeelsoooon!!

**The thumping bass of the intro riffs to Genocide fill the arena. *POP SQUEAL* The peal of a guitar slide rips through the arena along with a blast of gold pyrotechnics at the stage. As Scott Russo begins singing the lyrics Brent steps out onto stage to an overwhelming reception of cheers from the audience. He pauses at the stage absorbing it all in then raises his arms and jogs lightly to the ring slapping an occasional hand on the way. Sliding under the bottom rope he walks around the ring getting more cheers from everyone in the arena**

Ring Announcer: Lastly, from Augusta, Maine. Weighing 252lbs, the TWF North American Champion........SHSHSHSadowwwwwflaaaaaaare!!

**"Sun" by Live plays over the arena as a bright red light starts to flash and Shadowflare makes his way onto the top of the ramp. Shadowflare stands still and closes his eyes when he gets to the base of the ramp and the red light freezes, slowly Shadowflare starts to become alive, jumping around and loosening up his body and as he moves faster the light starts to flash faster, Shadowflare then opens his eyes and the lights go out, go back on like normal and Shadowflare is standing on a ring post thrusting up his North American Title**

Denson: All three men are pacing around the ring, sizing each other up. Brent and Starr lock up and start the match, Shad watches as both men. Star and Nelson break the collar and elbow tie up...then attack Shadowflare! Shad backed up into the ropes, irish whip, double clothesline. Nelson drops and elbow on Shad, as does Starr. Both men pick up Shad and execute a double suplex. Starr and Nelson appear to be teaming up on the North American Champion.

Gains: This isn't a handicap match. What wrong with Brent Nelson and Raven Starr.

Denson: Starr picks up Shad and nails him with a belly to belly suplex. Nelson moves in and picks up Shadowflare, picks up Shad, both men back him into the ropes. Irish whip again, Shad off, Starr and Nelson ducks their heads. Shad kicks Raven in the face, then small package on Brent Nelson!

1...

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Raven interrupts the count.

Denson: Starr picks up Shadowflare, backs him into the ropes, irish whip. Shad off and nails Starr with a spinning heel kick. Nelson moves in, Shad ducks a clothesline, Shadowflare drills Nelson with a side kick to the face. Starr up, he and Shad are going toe to toe now. Shad with a knee to the mid section, gut wrench power bomb. Shad goes for the cover...

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Brent Nelson breaks it up.

Gains: I smell a conspiracy theory here.

Denson: Nelson picks up Shadowflare and delivers a few forearm smashes to the back of the head. Nelson spins around Shad and snap mares him over. Nelson drops an elbow on Shadowflare, Brent picks up Shad and tosses him into the ropes, Shad off, drop toe hold by Nelson, Starr up and leg drops Shad in the back of the head. Starr picks up Shad and hook him between his legs, as Brent Nelson looks on. Pile driver! Brent picks up Shadowflare and leans down sitting Shadowflare on his shoulders, lifting him up. Raven to the turnbuckle, Raven points to Nelson giving the thumbs up. Doomsday Device! Shadowflare has been planted into the mat by that clothesline from the top rope.

Gains: I can't see Shadowflare coming out with a win in this match.

Denson: Nelson picks up Shad, Starr on the other side of the ring, charges, Shad ducks and Starr drills Nelson with a clothesline. Starr smiling at Brent Nelson, Shad up, Starr turns and walks standing side kick. Nelson up, and walks over to Shadowflare. Nelson and Shadowflare talking some trash now. Raven comes from behind and holds his arms back. He's struggling and Brent just seized the opportunity and super kicked Shadowflare right in the chops! Starr then drop kicks Nelson to the mat. Starr picks up Brent Nelson, grabs Nelson by the wrist and sends him into the ropes. On the relay he ducks, reaches up, and hooks Nelson in a crucifix. He pulls him down to the mat and it's a pin attempt..

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2..

thr, NO Nelson kicks out!

Denson: Shadowflare up to his feet, Starr getting his feet as is Nelson. Shadowflare swings at Raven, Starr ducks and grabs Shad by the waist. Inverted atomic drop! Now Brent coming off the ropes and drills Shadowflare with a blistering clothesline.

Gains: Shadowflare is holding his own in there against two men.

Denson: Nelson picks up Shad, Raven climbs to the top rope, irish whip by Nelson, Shad off, he catches Brent Nelson with a fore arm shot, Nelson staggers back. Starr with a missile drop kick on Shadowflare! Nelson off the ropes and hits Starr with a clothesline, he picks up Starr...DDT! cover..

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2..

Shadowflare drop an elbow on Brent Nelson.

Denson: Shad picks up Starr and tosses him into the corner, followed by a charging clothesline. Starr falls between the ropes onto the ring apron. Shadowflare walks over to Brent Nelson, kicks him in the mid section, hooks him in place...fisherman's suplex. Shad up and lifting Nelson to his feet, irish whip, Nelson off, Shad executing a power slam. Shad lift Nelson off the mat again, Shadowflare has Brent hooked in a suplex. He's pulling him up, Nelson hooks his leg. Shadowflare can't get him over. Brent lifts up Shadowflare and drops him to the mat. Oh wait! Raven is mounted on the top rope. PSYCHOTIC BOMB! Shadowflare is being decimated in there!

Gains: Raven Starr came out of nowhere to hit that move.

Denson: Raven grabs the legs of the downed Shadowflare. He's going for that famous figure four leg lock! He steps over, holding and has it hooked in. Shad cringes in pain while Raven cinches it in. Oh wait, here comes Nelson with a kick to the face of Raven! Brent lays an elbow drop on Starr, then one on Shadowflare. Nelson picks up Shad and nails him with a neck breaker. Starr up and Nelson gets in a few fore arm shots to the head and backs Starr into the ropes. Starr tossed to the other side, Starr reverses it, Nelson off the ropes. Raven catches him with a Suicide Slam! cover..

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NO! Shadowflare breaks it up by lunging for Starr.

Denson: Shad and Starr to their feet, Starr with a right hand, Shad fires back. Starr rakes Shad's eyes as he leans against the ropes, Starr walks over to Brent Nelson and picks him up. Starr tosses Nelson into Shadowflare, Shad ducks and back body drops Brent Nelson to the outside. Starr charges, clotheslines Shadowflare down. Nelson up and walks over to the time keeper, what is he doing? Nelson grabs the North American title and just handed it to an elderly man! Starr telling Brent to get back in the ring, but Brent Nelson is walking away! Brent Nelson is walking out on the match. Starr shouting at Nelson, wait Shadowflare rolls up Starr...

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the NO! Raven Starr kicks out!

Gains: I just don't understand Brent Nelson anymore. That guy need a shrink!

Denson: Shad has Starr now and delivers a jumping arm breaker. Shad lifts Starr to his feet, he;s going for the panic attack! NO! Starr with a back body drop. Shad up, Starr kicks him in the mid section, spinning belly to belly suplex. Starr now going to the top rope, Shad lays prone in the ring. Starr leaps off and misses with a Psychotic Bomb! Shad up to his feet, picks up Starr moves in with a super kick, Starr misses and drills Carl Everton in the head!

Crowd OOOOOOH

Denson: Starr moves in, Shad nails him with a over head belly to belly suplex. Shad picks up Starr, walks him over to the corner and climbs to the top holding on to Raven Starr. DARKNESS TURNS TO LIGHT! Starr is down with that amazing move! Shad picks up Starr, hooks him in fo the Panic Attack....wait a second, there's Krank! up on the ring apron, and is calling for Shadowflare. Shad turns and sees Krank, drops Starr and rushes....Krank drills him between the eyes with a steel pipe! Shad drops like a stone. Krank exiting through the crowd. Starr is not moving Shadowflare isn't moving, heck the ref isn't even moving!

Gains: Chloe dancing around the ring trying to get Starr's attention. Shad now reaching for his head and shaking that pipe to the off. Shad now rolling out of the ring, don't tell me he's leaving too!? Shad hopes the guard rail, and I believe is in pursuit of Krank. Carl Everton shaking his head and gets up, he spots Starr out on the mat, and no Shadowflare. Starr showing signs of life, as he crawl to the corner. Chloe over to tend to her man. Everton starting a count now...

1..2..3..4..5..6..7..8..9...10! this one is over!

Ring Announcer: The winner of the match, via a count out.....'The Suicide Machine' Raven Starrrrrr!!

Denson: What a bizarre main event. First, Brent Nelson and Raven Starr pretty much double team Shadowflare. Then Nelson takes off, for whatever reason, leaving Starr and Shadowflare alone. Then Krank comes out, lays out Shad, then Shadowflare leaves and goes after Krank.

Gains: Not to mention that Brent Nelson gave away Shadowflare's North American title to a fan!

Denson: Well, that wraps up tonight's show, we'll see you next week at the Pay-Per-view! Good Night everybody!