Kevin Fisher: What match is it? Let me look…Why can’t you wait for it?

Dave Jackson: Because Rocco Mandullii is an up and coming super star and The Beast is a well deserving veteran.

Kevin Fisher: What, these guys are morons, and the match has no heat!

Dave Jackson: They don’t need “heat” to put on a good match!

Kevin Fisher: Yeah you are right, Rocco is real good. John Steele…well he isn’t better off dead…but retired maybe.

Curtis Green: This next match is scheduled for one fall. It is for the EWA Cruiserweight Championship and will be taking place on a ladder! Weighing in first, at the weight of 220 pounds, hailing from Sicily Italy…Rocco Mandullii!

 "Woke Up” by A3 plays and Rocco Mandullii walks out. There are a few pyros that look decent but nothing very fancy. Rocco has Crystal accompany him to ring side but then pushes her back saying some about it being to dangerous. Rocco then rolls into the ring and kisses his hands and throws rose petals into the air. He then hops around a few times and sits on the turnbuckle. 

Dave Jackson: Rocco is here, and looks very confident, but he still has a lot of prove.

Kevin Fisher: Yes, after that injury at the hands of Hellraiser he has been sidelined for a while and is lucky that management gave him a good match.

Dave Jackson: Well he is buddies with Shad and I am sure that he threatened to sue if he didn’t get a title shot, I mean I don’t think that fireballs outside of a match are negotiated in the EWA contracts.

Kevin Fisher: Well it should be damn it!

Kevin is cut off by “Crush” and John “The Beast” Steele making his way from the back. He has the dark black ladder over his right shoulder and the crowd goes wild. He gives them a little posing but not to arrogantly. In the ring Rocco is taunting him to get in but Beast takes his time. He then toss the ladder into the ring and belt is lowered to reaching position. Beast then slide into the ring.

Curtis Green: And his opponent weighing in at 229 pounds, the man we are lucky to have with us…John “The Beast” Steele.

Dave Jackson: Rocco wastes no time with getting the boots onto John Steele.

Kevin Fisher: He is an opportunist.

In the ring Rocco is kicking and stomping Beast left and right. Beast could easily roll out of the ring to avoid this but is to proud to. He slowly gets up despite the kicks. Beast is on his hands and knees when Rocco lands a nice senton splash that sends John to the mat. Rocco then rolls Beast over and covers him. He waits a few seconds and gets up and looks to the ref. The Beast gets up laughing really hard as the ref explains the rules to Rocco. Rocco then turns around to get a drop kick to the face and sends him to the mat.

Dave Jackson: Rocco didn’t know the rules to a ladder match. Maybe he should have gotten a cat scan too!

You can hear Dave Jackson laughing.

Kevin Fisher: Just call the match, anyone can make that mistake their first ladder match.

Rocco, obviously running off of adrenaline caused by the embarrassment of not knowing what to do gets up quick. John, who is still chuckling, watches out and ducks a few clotheslines and side steps a kick. Rocco then runs himself into the ropes and comes back with flying headscissors. Rocco stands up proud and then sets up the ladder. Beast recovers quickly and drop kicks the ladder into Rocco. The ladder gets shut on Rocco’s fingers and he falls over with the ladder on him. The Beast then jumps off of the second rope with splash right onto the ladder.

Dave Jackson: That move could have easily broken either or both of there ribs!

Kevin Fisher: We have a lot of action left tonight.

Beast gets up first and walks around a minute, walking off some pain from the looks of it. As he turns around Rocco is on the tope rope and comes off of it with a missile dropkick. Rocco then climbs out of the ring. He looks for a few things that look useful to him and throw them in the ring. A chair…the ring bell…and a table. All of which are now laying somewhere in the ring. Beast just watches as they all come in.

Dave Jackson: Rocco taking full advantage of the no DQ.

Kevin Fisher: Opportunist!

Inside the ring Rocco and Beast exchange punches. Rocco then jumps up and lands right on John Steele’s shoulders. Rocco then whips himself down with a huge DDT that makes the whole crowd shudder as a loud ring is heard over the arena. The Beast’s head has bounced off of the ring bell. Rocco gets up and sets up the ladder. The Beast has a very bloody face now and gets up looking a little dizzy and pissed off more then hurt. Rocco doesn’t expect such a quick recovery and is a little less then half way up the ladder. The Beast takes advantage of this and grabs Rocco’s arms and locks them in in the position of the Outsiders Edge. Beast then pushes the ladder out from under Rocco. This sends Rocco over The Beast’s head for a small Powerbomb and Rocco is a human umbrella for The Beast.

Dave Jackson: Neither of these men are going to give up are they!

Kevin Fisher: This is damn right amazing!

Dave Jackson: The Beast’s speed and recovery against Rocco’s…speed and recovery!

Rocco looks fairly hurt and is brought to his feet by John Steele. John Steel then executes a text book body slam leg drop combo. John Steele looks like he wants to go for a pint o mock Rocco but isn’t that unprofessional. The Beast then whips Rocco into the corner but this is reversed. Beast lands in the corner and then Rocco lands a huge single leg drop kick to the jaw of the Beast and this causes him to collapse into the turnbuckle on his butt. Rocco then sets up The Beast in a tree of woe style of position and sets up a a chair in his face. Rocco goes for a sliding kick to the face of John but sees that he is almost free and lands a huge series of low blows to The Beast. Rocco then sets up a ladder so the top is facing the chair that is against Beasts head. The crowd holds their breath as Rocco slide into the ladder sending it into the chair that impacts against the already bloody face of John “The Beast” Steele. 

Kevin Fisher: Look at the power and agility of Rocco Mandullii. Defiantly worthy of holding the cruiserweight belt.

Dave Jackson: I must say he is a very impressive rookie.

Rocco sets up the ladder in the ring. He starts to climb up it and has reached then top when Beast gets to his knees. He sees what is about to happen and pushes starts to push the chair over diagonally. Rocco keeps the balance and looks at The Beast. The Beast then smiles at Rocco and sets the chair up on the top-turnbuckle and pulls the ladder down. Rocco tries to keep it stable once again but fails Rocco hits his head against the chair and stumbles backwards, blood rushing down his face. The Beast then grabs Rocco’s legs and then pulls him down. The crowd goes wild as Rocco is put in Jaws of Steele. Rocco crawls around for along period of time but can’t get broken free. Finally, as the crowd dies down, The Beast breaks the hold knowing he can’t win by submission.

Kevin Fisher: That had to hurt…

Dave Jackson: No doubt, both wrestlers are now bleeding very hard.

The Beast and Rocco both take this time to rest. Both wrestlers exhausted. The Beast sets up the ladder and lays in a few stomps to Rocco but nothing big. The Beast starts to climb the ladder slowly. Rocco gets up and sets up the table. Beast is pretty far up now and Rocco starts to climb up the other side. Rocco kicks Beast through the ladder a few times causing it to wobble. Both wrestlers manage to balance it out and they both limb to the top. They are now fighting with punches. Rocco is about to fall off but instead slaps Beast. This makes Beast fall off. And hit the table. It makes a thud and doesn’t break. The Beast rolls around for a while on the chair in pain.

Dave Jackson: What is Rocco going to do!?

Kevin Fisher: They need to get easier to break tables, the cruisers just can’t break these things like the heavy weights can.

Dave Jackson: Rocco looks like he doesn’t know what to do. He is stunned that the table didn’t break!

Inside the ring a spark clicks in Rocco’s head. He kisses his hand and then waves it into the air and then takes a deep breathe. He looks to be a bit nervous but then flies off of the top of the ladder. Flash photography goes off every where are he soars through the sky and then lifts his arms out and hits The Bacio Della Morte, Rocco's Finisher. Rocco connects with the move and it sends both wrestlers through the table but The Beast breaks Rocco's fall. Rocco then jumps up off of The Beast and starts to jump around.

Kevin Fisher: Look at that!

Dave Jackson: This match is more like a TLC match.

After a long period of Rocco show booting around he starts to climb the ladder. The Beast is once again getting up and then stumbles back to rest in the ropes. Rocco is having a hard time climbing the ladder due to the fact that blood is all over his hands. The Beast walks over to the ladder and goes to push it over and the crowd gives a small pop, but not much. This disappoints The Beast so risking a lose he starts to climb up the other side.

Kevin Fisher: The Beast is stupid! Why is he doing this to just please the crowd!

Dave Jackson: He lives for it, he totally lives for it!

Rocco gets to the top and starts to reach for the title and looks like he is about to grab it. The Beast the grabs Rocco This causes them both the slip off of the Ladder and it to fall over. The flashes in the ring go off like mad as The Beast rotates around in mid air and when they land Rocco is in The Maul! The crowd is going crazy and The Beast shakes off some pain and pulls back. Rocco screams and then The Beast releases and sets up the ring.

Kevin Fisher: The Beast is hurt more then he lets on that is for sure.

Dave Jackson: I agree, he didn’t have the strength to finish the match if he pulled on Rocco much longer.

Kevin Fisher: Both wrestlers are once again starting to climb the ladder!

Rocco and John both look very exhausted as they start to make there way up the ladder. This takes quite some time, forty seconds or so. Both wrestlers reach the top at the exact same time, sweat pumping out of there pours and blood rushing down there faces. They are both very worn out and ready for the match to end and neither go after each other but lunge for the belt. They smash into each other and both grab part of the belt. They fall off of the ladder and land in a heap together, both wrestlers holding onto the cruiser weight title. The Ref checks and then goes to Curtis Green. He then goes over to the wrestlers who sit roll outside the ring and rest.

Dave Jackson: Who won who won!

Kevin Fisher: Rocco obviously!

Curtis Green gets in the ring. Neither competitor knows the decision yet and sit on every word the Curtis Green says. The ref is in the ring with the belt. They are both tired.

Curtis Green: Ladies and Gentlemen and both Rocco and John Steele…I must tell you the decision of the fine referee this evening, it is that the match will be restarted and that neither competitor has one or lost yet, it is still going on!

The in the ring the ref climbs up the ladder and starts to put the belt back onto the wiring up above. Rocco and The Beast both look very tired and annoyed, but understanding of the decision. As The Beast rests Rocco hits him from behind with a bulldog onto the mat on the ground outside of the ring. Rocco then picks up Beast and sets him up for a suplex. The Beast hooks the ground and reverses it with a snap suplex of his own. The Beast then climbs into the ring.

Dave Jackson: These men are giving it all they got! This is so entertaining!

The Beast and Rocco are now in the ring and climbing up the ladder. Rocco does some of the fastest climbing that has been done this match and The Beast is going up pretty slowly. Rocco goes to grab for the belt but the ladder sways as does the title belts. The Beast finally gets up there and grabs Rocco around the head as t he ladder wobbles around. The Beast then pushes the ladder over so both wrestlers are falling toward the ground and then The Beast uses the ladder to push off and they fly over the ropes. The Beast then lets go of Rocco and drops to the ground as Rocco’s head bounces off of the guardrail. Rocco flops to the ground.

Kevin Fish: OH MY LORD IS HE ALIVE!!

Dave Jackson: The Beast is taking his time to get up but this match is over. Paramedics are grabbing Rocco and taking him to the back.

Kevin Fisher: Rocco is out like a light.

In the ring The Beast sets up the ladder. The crowd goes crazy as he climbs up the ladder and rips off the Cruiserweight title.

Curtis Green: THE WINNER AND NEW EWA CRUISERWEIGHT CHAMPION.... JOHN “THE BEAST” STEELE

Dave Jackson: And now on to the match for the TV Title. Since Valykerie is no longer holding that title...

Kevin Fisher: Due to a brilliant match by Shadowflare. A fair match I might add.

Dave Jackson: Yes, Valykerie is no longer holding the title, so Shadowflare will be defending it against Pied Piper. And, for those of you wondering why there’s been a cage hanging above the ring, here it is!

Kevin Fisher: Not only that, but the cage will be electrified with enough voltage to send anyone reeling, even the best champ ever to stand in the EWA, Shadowflare.

The cage slowly lowers as the announcers speak. Several technicians stand at the ready with some nice sized alligator clips. Just before the cage reaches the floor, “Opticon” by Orgy plays over the loud speakers, and “Pied Piper” Kirk Visconty charges out of the back and down the ramp. He rolls underneath the cage, slides into the ring, and poses for the crowd.

Dave Jackson: A little bit of a risky maneuver there just to show off.

Kevin Fisher: Showing off now is his only chance. He isn’t going to be doing anything once Shadowflare gets in the ring.

”Sun” by Live plays over the loudspeakers, and Shadowflare comes out to the stage. He walks down the ramp, looking almost bored, and stops at the door to the cage. He waits until one of the refs opens it for him, and he steps through. They close and lock the door behind him. The alligator clips are clamped on the cage, and the switch flipped. Lights in the arena go dark for a second, and a light hum can be heard.

Kevin: And so it begins, Piper’s worst beating of his life.

Piper wastes no time, going right after the champ with a kick to the gut, followed by an inverted atomic drop. Shadowflare rolls to his knees, and powers into Piper, tackling him to the ground. The two struggle on the ground for a while, and Piper comes out on top with a few punches to the jaw. He stands, and jumps up for a super knee drop, but Shadowflare rolls out of the way.

Dave Jackson: Seems to be a pretty even contest at this point.

Kevin Fisher: Shadowflare is just toying with him.

Shadowflare gets to his feet, runs into the ropes, and comes back with a slide kick to Piper’s kneeling form. Piper, however, does not fall, and instead grab’s Shadowflare’s ankles. He gives them a good hard wrench, and hops to his feet, going for another super knee drop. This time he connects with Shadowflare’s ribs, and Shadowflare rolls away, clutching his side.

Dave Jackson: That hit could turn the tide.

Kevin Fisher: Yeah, right. You’ll see, he didn’t have any problems with Valykerie or Malum, he won’t have any problems here.

Piper grabs Shadowflare’s shirt and pulls him to his feet. Shadowflare gets whipped into the ropes, and on his return, gets tossed into the cage. Sparks rain down as Shadowflare stumbles back with his hair singed. Piper grabs him, and throws him into the cage again, and more sparks fly.

Dave Jackson: His brains must be a bit boiled by now.

Shadowflare stumbles back again, and this time Pipe lifts him up over his head and spins around twice, leaving his back to the cage.. He stands there, showing off, holding Shadowflare there. After about five seconds of this, Shadowflare wiggles free, sliding down behind Piper. He responds with a back elbow that sends Shadowflare into the cage again.

Dave Jackson: Wonderful reversal by Piper. He could probably get the pin right now.

Kevin Fisher: What about the reversal by Shadowflare? And he’s no where close to a pin.

Piper turns around and picks Shadowflare up again. This time, he wastes no time, and throws Shadowflare against the cage. Sparks fly as he hits the metal. He falls down outside the ring, and his nose comes down right onto the apron, leaving a smear of blood behind. He lays stunned, on the outside of the ring, his hand brushing against his face, coming away with blood.

Dave Jackson: He’ll be in no condition for his match with Malum if things keep up like this.

Kevin Fisher: I think he realizes this now.

Shadowflare’s expression goes from stunned, to angry, to an evil smile. He slides back into the ring, where Piper is still standing showing off to the crowd. He doesn’t even notice as Shadowflare clubs him in the back of the head, and grabs him. A wonderfully executed full nelson slam leaves Piper breathless.

Kevin Fisher: Some real blood lust in those eyes. It’s almost scary. I hope he doesn’t come over here after the match.

Shadowflare picks Piper up, and turns him to face Shadowflare. A tilt-a-whirl back breaker drop put Piper back on the ground. Shadowflare picks him up again, and executes a perfect fisherman’s buster.

Dave Jackson: I can’t watch.

Kevin Fisher: Can’t watch? It’s just getting good.

Shadowflare picks piper up again, and tangles him into the ropes with his head facing outwards about a foot from the cage. Shadowflare runs to the other rope, and comes back with a dropkick to the back that sends Piper’s head into the cage. Sparks fly, but Piper is still tangled in the ropes. Shadowflare runs back again, and delivers another dropkick. Finally, Piper falls from the ropes, to the floor. Shadowflare goes for the pin.

Ref: 1...2...Kickout

Dave Jackson: He kicked out! He kicked out! Piper reached down to the depths and pulled a last bit of strength!

Shadowflare looks shocked for a second, and then slowly stands. He motions for a boom mic to come close to the cage. He walks over to the ropes and speaks into it.

Shadowflare: Look Piper. I’ve got the World Title, I don’t need this pathetic TV title. You can have it, I just need to save strength for my second match. Here, I’ll lay down for you.

Shadowflare turns, expecting a prone Piper, but gets Swan Song diving clothesline instead. He flies through the ropes and into the cage again. He stumbles to the apron just in time for a knee drop that sends his nose into the apron again. Blood runs along the edge of the ring, and also covers Shadowflare’s clothes. Piper pulls Shadowflare into the ring, and executes a face crusher before going for the pin.

Ref: 1...2...3 

Curtis Green: THE WINNER AND NEW TELEVISION CHAMPION.... "PIED PIPER" KIRK VISCONTY!!! 

Dave Jackson: Well, that’s it. Shadowflare lost the match and Piper is the new TV champ!

Kevin Fisher: I guess he just didn’t want to lose any more steam for his later match....

Dave Jackson: Looks to me like he just didn’t manage to get a shoulder up.

Kevin Fisher: Maybe he didn’t want to...

An uncomfortable silence fills the space between the two announcers as the mystery takes hold.

Dave Jackson: Well, that was an interesting ending. Give us a second while the cage is raised and this blood is cleaned up, and the next match will be on.

***** Sassy vs. Italian Chicks ***** 

Dave Jackson: Well, it’s time for Sassy Summers to defend her honor, and maybe her life from Mistress Alexandra Capone and Santina “The Princess” Bartuzzinni.

Before Kevin can respond, the loudspeaker blares...

Sassy: Now, Tonight Miss Wylde, you have proven yourself to be a true Dumb Ass, you make a match with two newcomers over me in a handicap match. You think by doing this you will shut my mouth about your little precious Julia……Think again, You may think my hands are tied with out Hawke by my side… 

WRONG AGAIN!! You fail to realize that I was trained by the master himself. right along with one of the best submissionist in the business, John “the Beast” Steele. Now for everything its worth Commissioner Wylde, You should know the more you hold “WolfGang” down……the more we press on.

Dave Jackson: A lot of rage there in that lithe form.

Sassy: You’re little display last Sunday with that two bit Lesbian slut of yours, in the ring was just sickening. If you want to please the crowd, then Mysty bring me out……Don't come out here with your little lap dance display. Just come out here with your Lesbian friend and I will be more than gladly to introduce you both to a very special friend of mine.

Dave Jackson: Special friend? It isn’t one of the Hawkes. Who could it be? 

Kevin Fisher: I want to be your special friend SASSY!!!!!

Sassy jumps down from the apron, and walks over to the announcer’s table. She smiles at Kevin and reaches behind him, pulling out Ole’ Lusty. Kevin’s eves are wide, and he can’t form a full sentence.

Kevin Fisher: Um, Um, Sassy... how nice... nice to have you... over here. And... let me say... I’ve always... always admired....

Dave Jackson: Your breasts. He’s always admired your breasts.

Kevin Fisher goes red, knowing that it’s true. Sassy ignores the pair and steps back into the ring with Ol’ Lusty over her shoulder. She points it toward the entrance ramp and yells out to Mysty.

Sassy: This is my friend Mysty……If you dare try to interfere in this match, or have any of your goons backstage, including your Lesbian girlfriend, they will meet My friend UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL!

Sassy twirls Ol’ Lusty around on her shoulder pulling it back from the pointing position.

Kevin Fisher: So many hot women, I don’t know who to root for!

Dave Jackson: I’ve just gotten a message from the back. It looks like you’ll have one more women to gawk at, because when the Italian Chicks come out....

Some nice, traditional Italian music plays as the two members of the 3 Itallian Chicks mentioned above walk out on stage, accompanied by Giovanna “Sicilian Goddess” Bartuzzinni. They ignore the crowd on their short trek to the ring, but every guy in reach is trying to get a piece of them.

Dave Jackson: ....All three of them will be competing.

Kevin Fisher: Isn’t that a bit unfair?

Dave Jackson: Unfair, since when have you cared?

Kevin: But it’s Sassy!

Sassy looks out where she was pointing at Mysty before. She glares at the treachery, and then tosses Ol’ Lusty to the turnbuckle. She turns to face her three opponents. Giovanna, Santina, and Alexandra simply stare back, waiting for Sassy to make the first move. She obliges with a powerful slide kick to Giovanna’s shins. As she stumbles back, Sassy grabs Alexandra, pulling off a snap mare.

Dave Jackson: It might be a long shot, but Sassy might have a chance if she can get one of these three to submit.

Santina delivers several kicks to Sassy’s side, followed by a round house punch. Sassy ducks the punch, grabbing Santina’s arm, and whipping her against the ropes. Sassy gets out of the way as Santina comes barreling back, tripping over the fallen form of Alexandra.

Dave Jackson: Incredible luck there.

Giovanna is on her feet, and goes straight after Sassy, not waiting for her teammates. A few knife edge chops back Sassy almost to the ropes, but she comes back with a kick, followed by a DDT. Quickly, Sassy goes for The Maul (A Crippler Cross face in the style of The Beast), and locks it in, but for only a few seconds before Giovanna’s sisters run to her aid, delivering kick after kick. Sassy has to let go, and eventually rolls out of the ring.

Dave Jackson: That was almost it for Sassy..... Kevin? Are you still over there?

Kevin Fisher: THE STRESS IS UNBEARABLE! THEY’RE ALL SO SEXY!

Dave Jackson: Alright....

The ref walks over to Sassy and orders her back in the ring. Realizing that only through some hard core action (not that kind you sicko) is she going to win, Sassy gets next to the Apron and waits for the certain baseball slide. Alexandra indeed falls nicely into the plan, and Sassy pulls the ref in the way.

Dave Jackson: The ref is down! From the looks of that bloody nose, it could be for a while.

Kevin Fisher: Yeah... a while...

Dave Jackson: Kevin, I’m dying here. We’re a team. Say something useful!

Sassy leans back against the barrier, a chair in hand, waiting. The 3 Itallian Chicks talk to each other for a few seconds. Eventually, Santina gets impatient, and slides out of the ring. She ducks the first chair shot, but Sassy smoothly brings it around and down, cracking it across the back of her head.

Kevin Fisher: That look bad.

Dave Jackson: Bad? That’s all you can say!?! Alright, three is better than one right?

Kevin Fisher: But it’s Sassy!

Dave Jackson whispers something in Kevin’s ear.

Kevin Fisher: Never thought of that... money and babes... Go 3 Italian Chicks!

Meanwhile, Sassy has been going ape with the chair while Santina’s teammates can’t decide what to do about it. Finally, after about 15 seconds, they split and slide out of the ring on opposite sides. They both come around from different directions at Sassy, who doesn’t notice until they’re about five feet away.

Dave Jackson: Sassy in trouble now.

Kevin Fisher: Trouble? More that trouble I think. This match would be over if there was a ref.

Sassy swings at Giovanna, but Alexandra grabs the chair from Sassy. Giovanna kicks Sassy in the stomach, and Alexandra brings the chair down across Sassy’s back. Giovanna goes for an X-Factor, but Alexandra brings the chair down again, this time smashing Giovanna. She falls back, and Sassy sweeps the legs out from under Alexandra. Sassy, kicks the chair into Alexandra’s face over and over again. Giovanna starts to get up.

Dave Jackson: Giovanna might get the drop on Sassy and end this thing.

But, as if it was timed, Sassy knocks Giovanna down and puts her in the Jaws of Steele (Sharpshooter). Neither of her teammates seem to be moving anytime soon, and Sassy holds it for a good twenty seconds before Giovanna taps out.

Dave Jackson: And the 3 Itallian Chicks lose to one woman.

Kevin Fisher: But there isn’t a ref in sight! 

Santina gets to her feet, and kick Sassy out of the submission. She picks Sassy up, and slams her face into the ring post over and over again, until she is opened up at the forehead and nose. Sassy tries to resist, but Alexandra gets up and helps. Finally, the two of them let her go, and she slumps to the ground.

Kevin Fisher: A little home grown mafia action there. This match is over.

Santina rolls Sassy into the ring, and follows behind her. Alexandra spends about ten seconds waking the ref while Santina waits. When the ref comes round, Alexandra rolls him into the ring, turns to the crowd, and smiles. Santina goes for the pin.

Ref: 1...2...Reversal.

Sassy squirms around, rolling over and locking Santina into The Maul. Giovanna is still out of it on the ground, and Alexandra a bit to slow to stop the submission in time.

Curtis Green: YOUR WINNER BY SUBMISSION.... "SASSY" SUMMER KENSINGTON

Dave Jackson: And Sassy somehow squeaks out a win, but it doesn’t look like any of these four will be recovering quickly.

Kevin Fisher: Dammit! You tricked me. You knew Sassy would win!

Dave Jackson: I didn’t know anything, but let’s have a preview of the rest of the matches while this mess gets cleaned up.

Kevin Fisher: That is so cool…not really. Draven is an idiot and Hawke is bouncing around title contentions.

Dave Jackson: How so?

Kevin Fisher: Well one week he loses to Valykerie for the TV title, the next he has a World Title Shot, and now he is going for the U.S. Title.

Curtis Green: This next match is scheduled for one fall and is to determine the number one contender for the EWA United States Championship. Weighing in first…at the weight of 255 pounds…Draven “The Widow Maker” Genocide!

"One" Plays over the PA as purple smoke fills the top of the ramp. After a few moments the smoke starts to clear and you see "The Widow Maker" standing at top of the ramp. Fusia walks out and stands by his side. The two of them start to walk to the ring giving high five’s to the fans. When they get to the ring Fusia goes and sits ring side as Draven climbs into the ring . He climbs up to the second rope and raises his fist in the air to a huge applause from the crowed.

Kevin Fisher: What a cheater! Fusia is coming to ringside!

Dave Jackson: I am sure that is for just moral support.

Kevin Fisher: Sure it is!

Curtis Green: And his opponent. Weighing in at 248 pounds…”The Answer” Christian Hawke!

Some hard Techno music starts to play and Christian runs out of the back with a chair in hand. He slides into the ring and nails Draven with it. The bell for the match to start then rings.

Kevin Fisher: What a way to use the time!

Dave Jackson: Who is the cheater?

In the ring Christian now has Draven to his feet. Christian gives Draven a snap mare take over followed by a series of kicks to the spine. Fusia slaps the mat to get Draven to snap out of it but Draven is just smashed in the back with an axe handle smash.

Kevin Fisher: Wow, he is getting worked.

Draven gets up and is DDTed to the ground and is rolled over for the pin. 1…2…kickout. 

Draven sits up as Christian gets to his feet. Christian lunges at Draven and hits him in the back of the head with a huge knee smash. Draven falls over. Christian Hawke raises his arms and the crowd boos him.

Dave Jackson: Draven needs to get his second wind and fast.

Kevin Fisher: Like that will happen.

Genocide gets up and lunges forward at Christian with a clothesline but Christian grabs Draven's arm and jumps down. Both are now on the mat and Draven is struggling to get to the ropes. After about thirty seconds Christian just gives up and gets up. He climbs to the top rope and falls on Draven for a huge elbow drop and makes the cover…1…2…kickout! 

Christian doesn’t look to surprised. Draven starts to stumble to his feet but is kicked in the face and then in the stomach. Fusia looks very worried.

Dave Jackson: “The Widow Makes” is in trouble, he hasn’t done one offensive move yet.

Kevin Fisher: Or Defensive! Who is going to have a widow after this match, eh Draven?

Christian waits for Draven to get to his feet and picks him up and slams him back down with a fall forward slam. Christian then mounts Draven and starts to punch him left and right until the referee makes him stop. Christian then gets up and goes to whip Draven into the turnbuckle but out of no where Draven Reverses it and hits the Genocide Splash. Christian then stumbles out of the turnbuckle and is hit with a face crushed. Draven goes for the pin but it is barely a one count.

Dave Jackson: Draven finally gets some offensive moves going in the match.

Kevin Fisher: Finally is right, this was boring.

Draven goes to pick up Christian for what seems to be a powerbomb but it is countered and Draven is hit with a backdrop that leaves him on the ground once again. Christian then get to the top-rope and goes off of it again with an elbow but this time Draven rolls out of the way. Both wrestles sit there for a while as they rest up. The crowd starts to cheer as Draven gets to his feet and starts to punch at Hawke. Hawke keeps getting pushed back and then he gets an uppercut and flies over the top-rope and lands on the apron. Draven then locks him up for a suplex back into the ring but Hawke hooks the ropes, pulls himself down, and then reverses it sending Draven to collapse on the hard ground below. Christian gets into the ring.

Dave Jackson: Draven is really struggling in this match and Christian looks to be doing very good, top of his game.

Kevin Fisher: No he is just way better then Draven.

Fusia runs over to see if Draven is alright. He sakes his head and slides in the ring. Christian immediately heads over there and gets some cheap shots in. Draven then grabs Christian’s leg and pushes him away. This gives Draven enough time to stand up and get clotheslines back down. Christian then stomps away at Draven and then does a double knee drop on him. Christian picks Draven up and his The Majestic Drill and then goes for the pin…1…2…kickout!

Dave Jackson: Draven refuses to give up.

Christian is now looking frustrated and picks up Draven. Christian calls to the crowd and then goes for The Rebirth but halfway throw Draven slides around Christian. Christian spins around to face Draven just in time to get a super kick. Christian stumbles back and then is brought the ground by a drop kick.

Kevin Fisher: No!

Dave Jackson: Draven took advantage of Christian trying to hit his finisher a little to early.

Draven drops down to Christian and starts to pound his head into the ground. He then picks Hawke up and whips him into the ropes. As Christian comes back he grabs him and puts Christian in an abdominal stretch. Christian is about to reach the ropes after 27 seconds but Draven just smiles and hits reverse Russian leg sweep. Draven then rolls over and goes for the pin. 1…2…kickout. 

Kevin Fisher: Yes! I knew that Hawke could do it!

Dave Jackson: I don’t know, Draven has seemed to gotten a severe adrenaline boost.

Draven hits a fall-away slam on Christian as he gets to his feet. Draven then goes to the second rope and hits a leg drop that hits Christian right across the neck. Christian squirms around holding his throat as the crowd cheers Draven on. Christian gets up slowly. Draven sits there telling Christian to come over and get some when Christian rushes forward. Draven then does a small side step move and grabs Christian and hit s a perfect tilt-a-whirl back breaker.

Kevin Fisher: No don’t give up Christian!

In the ring Christian Hawke is now in a Texas Cloverleaf. He sits in it for a short 11 seconds before getting to the ropes. Draven once again picks Christian up and hits the Genocide Drop, but Christian kicks Draven twirls around and hits The Rebirth! Christian makes the cover 1…2…kickout! The crowd goes crazy.

Dave Jackson: What an accomplishment! Draven “The Widow Maker” has kicked out of The Rebirth!

Hawke and Genocide both look tired and sit in there respective corners for a little while. They then get up and run at each other. Draven rolls out of the way and pops up behind Christian and hits the Genocide Drop this time. Genocide then calls to the crowd and climbs the top rope.

Kevin Fisher: This looks bad!

Dave Jackson: YES! Draven is calling for the Web of the Widow Makes! 

Draven then leaps off and hits The Web of The Widow Maker and goes for the cover with a fairly weak pin…1…2…3!

Kevin Fisher: Draven did it!

Dave Jackson: Malum Diabolus look out! You have to defend your title against Draven “The Widow Maker” Genocide!

Curtis Green: YOUR WINNER BY PINFALL AND THE NEW EWA U.S. TITLE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER... DRAVEN “THE WIDOWMAKER” GENOCIDE!

Backstage Shadowflare is going into his locker room as the door slams shut and the lights go out. Shad react quickly though and the sounds of fighting break out. The lights come back on and Shad is holding the beaten form of Bruce Garrett. Shad looks at Bruce in shock, and to the side is a wrapped present. The box seem to have fallen in the fight. Shad lifts it and opens it to reveal a marble plaque with the NSW WORLD title and the inscription that reads "to the Best friend a guy could have." The camera goes back to the announcers, as Shad looks on dumbfounded.

Vexnor: Ladies and gentlemen, this is Peter Vexnor. I’m here with Dustin Larson and Shaden Rose and we’ll hopefully pull you through tonight’s main event at the EWA SHADY INTENTIONS!

Larson: Did you just see that, Peter? Malum just got Shadowflare to beat up one of his allies!

Shaden: But let’s not forget that Shadowflare has an even stronger ally in the treacherous Monotinous Death.

Larson And, you can’t forget Valykerie.

Vexnor: For the love of Pete, Shadowflare and Valykerie are not in cahoots!

Larson: For the love of Pete? You’re getting pretty cocky there, Peter. But, let me guess, you didn’t think the “stupid” wrestling fans would be able to figure out that you’re “Pete?”

Vexnor: Shut up. We have a PPV to do.

Shaden: A PPV main event.

Larson: Yeah, I bet Jackson and Fisher are pissed they’re getting pushed out of their jobs by the up-start rebel show that doesn’t even get to travel anywhere!

Shaden: Well, it’s certainly nice to be here at the Target Center in Minneapolis, but let’s get down to business.

Vexnor: Yes, folks, let’s do. We have a lot of stipulations to talk about. Malum Diabolus was the man that had this match set up. He was the one that asked for a Graveyard match and it was accepted. Contracts were signed and tonight we have a match.

Larson: But Malum got one over on Shadowflare! See, we all thought the graveyard match would be one of those rinky dink, retarded ones inside the arena like the WWF always does.

Shaden: Here’s the catch. Malum Diabolus must not have wanted to mention the fact that this is an Auto Graveyard match.

Vexnor: As in the place where cars die! Malum took special measures to ensure that tonight’s match takes place in a real automobile graveyard with impounded, rusting, stacked as high as could be cars!

Larson: It’s not inside the arena. It’s not even within ten miles of the arena, so Shadowflare, who was informed backstage, is speeding his way on over.

Shaden: It was really smart on the part of Malum because now it will be difficult for Monotinous Death to get there and, not only that, once there, MD still has to roam the gigantic grounds to even find Malum!

Vexnor: Our cameras are set up at the ground. We have three still camera and five roaming the complex. We’ve been told that Malum is already there and Shadowflare is minutes away.

Larson: It was one month ago that Shadowflare beat Malum Diabolus for the EWA World Heavyweight Title. Since then, Shadowflare has taken precautions to make sure his defense for tonight’s defense was as strong as possible.

Shaden: He had his faithful sidekick, Bruce, ready and willing to fight. And, he also got Monotinous Death to make a shocking turn and provide Shadowflare with his services.

Larson: And, let’s not forget Valykerie.

Vexnor: For the last time, Dustin, Valykerie is NOT with Shadowflare! 

Larson: Whatever! You know who I feel sorry for?

Shaden: Who?

Larson: Mark Scott. That poor yuppie had to stay in…. Oh, wait, we’re being told Shadowflare is arriving at the auto junkyard!

Shadowflare’s limo pulls into the auto junkyard, passing many luminous looking vehicle towers. The limousine comes to a stop. Suddenly, the limo shakes and starts to lift. Everyone in the limo jumps out right before a very large magnet lifts it. The magnet begins moving, taking the limo over a pile of cars. It is then seen placed in a car compactor, but the machine is not turned on. Malum is seen at the control panels.

Malum Diabolus: Shad, lets just say I didn’t want you leaving before this match is over and I needed to shake all the rats out of your limo. And, I wanted to welcome you to this graveyard for dead cars. This is the place I am going to Show you a beating you never dreamt possible.

Malum climbs out of the cab of that hosts the control panel. He climbs onto the roof of the cab and jumps a small, four-foot gap that leads Malum to the top of one of the giant metallic crushers in the car compactor. Shadowflare is climbing out of the window of his limo and onto the roof.

Vexnor: Well, you have to give Malum credit for being very smart. Shadowflare’s entourage… Shadowflare’s driver… they’re gone now. They went heading for the hills.

Shaden: Malum is very smart!

Malum hops down from the metallic crusher smiles at Shadowflare, taunting him. Shadowflare looks at Malum and you see a sudden form of anger on Shadowflare’s face that we’re not used to seeing. Shadowflare rushes at Malum. At the last second, Malum drops down and executes a roundhouse leg sweep. Shadowflare goes sailing on account of the momentum from running. In fact, he sails right into one of the metal arm crushers.

Larson: OH MY GOD! Can you say concussion? He just rammed head first into two tons of metal!

Malum turns around and picks Shadowflare up. Blood is just pouring from Shad’s head. Malum takes advantage and lands four punches to Shadowflare’s forehead. Malum then sets Shad up for and successfully executes a front-leg Russian Leg sweep. In the camera shot you can see referee Brian Silcox standing on one of the tall metallic crushers.

Shaden: Malum already has Shadowflare in a daze and Shadowflare is acting very sluggish.

Larson: What can you expect, Shaden? Shadowflare thought this was a normal graveyard match. Ten minutes before the match starts he finds out it’s not. Ten minutes isn’t enough time to prepare.

Vexnor: The way Shadowflare’s built himself up, he made it seem like 10 minutes is long enough.

Malum has Shadowflare up again. Shad lands a few weak punches to Malum’s stomach. Malum is faded. Malum puts Shad under his armpit and attempts a suplex but Shad blocks it. Malum tries again and, again, the same result. Shadowflare lands a few more punches to Malum’s stomach, these ones with some force. Shadowflare brings his knee into Malum’s crotch. Shadowflare uses this stun time to execute a Northern Lights Suplex. You can hear the audience in the arena going crazy with boos. Shadowflare opts not for the pin and immediately gets up. Shadowflare goes to Malum’s legs and applies the Boston Crab. Malum begins flailing around in pain.

Vexnor: It just occurred to me. There are no ropes. How is Malum supposed to get a rope break?!

Shaden: I have no clue!

Larson: (Laughing) It’s all Malum’s fault! He was the one that decided to have it here!

It’s been 33 seconds and Shadowflare finally gets bored with the Boston Crab. He lets it go and picks Malum up. Shadowflare whips Malum down to the tail end of the limo.

Vexnor: Has Shadowflare really bled that much? There are no ropes for Malum to bounce back from!

Malum, still running, finally stops, only, not the way he would have wanted. A cracking of glass and the falling of Malum signals the fact that Malum just stepped through the sunroof. You see Malum crack his jaw of the roof of the limo before he disappears into the back of it. Shadowflare, having regained his senses jumps up and begins his struggle to climb over the side of the car compactor. Suddenly, the large metallic crushers begin to move. The camera cuts to the control board for the compactor and there we see Monotinous Death.

Vexnor: THAT NO GOOD BASTARD!

Larson: THAT STUD!

Shaden: Malum is still in that car! MALUM IS STILL IN THE CAR!

The camera cuts to inside the back seat of the limo. We see Malum, bleeding from the arm (because of the broken glass) laying on the floor of the limo, probably the safest place for him. Just when it seems like the back seat is about begin getting crushed, the crushing stops. We cut to the control panel where MD is seen hopping down from it and into a BMW with Kelsey in the passenger. MD turns around and gives a thumbs up to Shadowflare who is lying on top of the side of the compactor. Shadowflare sits up as MD drives off. Shadowflare stands up on the side of the compactor, looking down at the halfway crushed limo. Shadowflare leaps down and, unluckily for him, straight through the roof. Inside the back seat of the limo, with a slightly tilted camera shot (because the crushing knocked the camera ajar) we see Malum freeze for a split second while two legs appear through a new hole in the roof. Malum then lunges at Shadowflare’s legs, bending them at the knees while also straining them. The camera cuts to see Shadowflare screaming in pain, trying his hardest to get out of the hole by pounding on the roof.

Shaden: Shadowflare is tapping out! Shadowflare is tapping out!

Larson: No, he’s not! He’s trying to get unstuck, crap-on-a-stick!

Inside the car Malum lets Shadowflare go. Shad gets out up to his knees when Malum applies an ankle lock. Shadowflare begins flailing in pain. His free leg kicks Malum square in the head. Malum slumps backwards into the half crumpled up seat. Shadowflare pulls himself out of the limo and the camera cuts to see Shadowflare lying on top of the limo, breathing very hard. Shadowflare, after seven seconds rolls over onto his stomach. He begins to push himself up, trying to get on his knees just as Malum’s bloody forehead (started bleeding when Shad kicked him) emerges from the limo. Shadowflare stands up, hobbling a little on the foot that had the ankle lock on it. He sees Malum’s head, now completely emerged from the limo, and takes the initiative. A dropkick to the back of Malum’s head catches the wrestler off-guard. He slams his throat into the jagged side of the hole.

Shaden: Malum will be lucky if his throat isn’t punctured!

Vexnor: Shadowflare will be lucky if he isn’t charged with murder!

Larson: DAMMIT! Where is Valykerie?!

Shadowflare gets back up, slowly. He hobbles a little but jumps up and starts crawling on top of the side of the compactor. Meanwhile, Malum, as the camera inside the limo reveals, is lying on the floor, struggling to get on all fours. Shadowflare is up on the side of the compactor. He wipes off some blood with his forehead. He rests.

Vexnor: These two superstars seem to have already spent all their internal resources and we’re not even five minutes into this match!

Larson: Hey, Peter, how about you have an auto-graveyard match and see how long you last, bitch.

Vexnor: Hey, just because we can say that word on TV doesn’t mean we have to.

Larson: Yeah, and just because you can bite me and I can tell you to bite me doesn’t mean you should.

Shaden: And, Dustin, you’re proof that just because you don’t have a college degree doesn’t mean you can’t get a job.

Larson: Is that a diss? I spent four less years in school than you do and I make 25 percent more than you do!

Shadowflare seems to have caught a little bit of a wind, but is obviously still lacking senses. He begins to roll over again. The camera sees him fall right over the side of the compactor on his way to the ground 15 feet below. The camera cuts to see Shad just landing…. on a pile of cars, resulting in only a five foot drop. Shadowflare, not too devastated from the fall and impact, begins veraciously tugging at his left pant leg. The cloth begins to tear after a while. And, after a couple of seconds more, the pant leg is completely free, exposing Shad’s leg. Shad uses his pant leg as a tourniquet for his forehead gash.

Vexnor: Well, at least Shadowflare is resourceful. He did the smart thing. He has to stop that bleeding.

The camera pans up and we see Malum Diabolus. The fans start going mad. Malum jumps off with a big splash. It catches Shadowflare totally off-guard. The connection caves the roof in completely, shattering the glass of the driver windows. The shards make a beautiful, lasting impression on everyone watching.

Shaden: I can’t believe Malum Diabolus is back!

Larson: Where the hell is Valykerie?!

Malum gets up. We see Brian on the side of the car compactor. Malum picks Shadowflare up. Shadowflare lunges at Malum for a short arm clothesline. Malum barely ducks in time. When Shadowflare turns around Malum lifts him off of his feet and then back down for a beautiful spinebuster on the already cracked windshield. The force of the move, and the fact that the roof, which no longer supports it, was it’s only support makes the windshield completely bust in half. Malum picks Shadowflare up and tosses Shad off the stack of cars they were on, down to another one five feet below. Shadowflare is able to land on his feet, although he stumbles to his knees because of the impact. The impact also rushes blood to Shad’s back, showing forty-three tiny puncture wounds from shards of glass. Blood slowly oozes out of the tiny holes.

Vexnor: Malum is decimating Shadowflare! Malum is bleeding from the forehead. He’s bleeding from a puncture in his throat! He also has a cut up arm… But Shadowflare!!!! Shadowflare has a gash on his forehead and… AND… He’s got a lot of tiny cuts in his back from that meeting with the windshield!

Larson: Just don’t forget that Shadowflare is NOT a hardcore wrestler. He flounders in hardcore atmospheres.

Back to the action, Malum jumps down to the next set of cars, but Shadowflare is ready for him. Shadowflare catches Malum in the air and lands a snap suplex onto the roof of the car. It dents it a little. Shadowflare gets up and applies a sleeper hold to Malum. The hold doesn’t last long, however, because Shadowflare knows he has to devastate Malum. Shadowflare picks Malum up and dropkicks him. Malum stumbles backwards, right over the edge of cars, falling the five feet to the ground on his back.

Shaden: I don’t care if you’re Superman. If you fall, back first, five feet to a hard, bumpy ground, you’re going to be hurting!

Vexnor: That was probably the smartest move that Shadowflare could have done in that situation.

Larson: Shadowflare’s always had ring smarts, as had MD. You know, MD took part in some training for Shadowflare.

Shadowflare hops down the five feet and lands next to Malum. We’re now in a pit of mass cars. There is a large eighteen wheeler across the way from where the two wrestlers are. There is a building, you assume the office for where they catalog the cars that come here, to the left of the wrestlers. All around them are cars stacked on cars that seem to be as tall as 35 feet. Shadowflare seems to be in awe of all of this.

Vexnor: You can tell Shadowflare is completely out of his element here.

Larson: Seriously, what he doing?! He’s taking in the freaking scenery!

Shaden: He’s wasting too much time.

Malum uses this opportunity to trip Shadowflare. Shadowflare falls on his back. Malum stands up and falls to his knees, by the side of Shadowflare. He applies a thumb to the throat. Shadowflare begins kicking and flailing, but it’s no good. Just then, Brian Silcox successfully lowers himself to the ground. Shadowflare’s movements begin to slow.

Shaden: With a mixture of blood loss and loss of blood to the brain, I think Shadowflare is wavering. He’s almost gone!

Larson: NO! Shadowflare will retain, Dammit.

It’s been another 23 seconds and Shadowflare has completely stopped moving. Brian Silcox checks his arm. One… Two… Thre… NO! Shadowflare’s arm comes straight at Malum’s head. The force of it knocks Malum backwards on his but. Shadowflare rolls onto his stomach, choking and coughing for air. Malum is up first and tries to land a hard boot to the back of Shadowflare. However, Shadowflare rolls out of the way. Malum tries again, taking a step forward, but Shad rolls again. Malum tries again and again, but each time Shad rolls. Malum does it one more time and thinks he’s got it. Shadowflare catches Malum’s foot in his hands. He spins Malum around, gets to a crouching position, and hits a leg sweep, knocking Malum on his back.

Larson: It’s a simple rule of wrestling, if you try a move, like, a million times, and it doesn’t work any of those times, your opponent, short from being an absolute retard, will figure out what your next move is!

Shadowflare picks Malum up and knees him in the stomach, hunching him over. Shadowflare then executes a gutwrench powerbomb on the hard, dirt ground. Shadowflare rolls Malum onto his stomach, hooks his leg, and executes an STF. Malum starts screaming in pain, and rocking, trying to get Shadowflare to let the hold go. After only 12 seconds, Malum is able to rock Shadowflare off. Shadowflare picks Malum and punches him in the head three times. Shadowflare then unloads a five punch combo that looks martial artsy.

Vexnor: Shadowflare seems to be trying his hardest to make this a normal wrestling match. He’s trying to forget his surroundings.

Larson: Personally, I think that’s a mistake. He can inflict a lot more pain on Malum by throwing him into the grill of that huge truck than he is by doing his hokey martial arts crap.

Shaden: Hey, martial arts are a deadly art.

Larson: So is painting portraits of gay sex scenes at a Klan rally, big deal.

Shadowflare finally decided to use his surroundings. He whips Malum into the big rig but Malum reverses it, hitting an elbow to the nose instead. This restarts the bleeding from his injury in the TV Title match. Malum, while still holding Shad’s arm, hooks in the Finger of Death.

Larson: NO! NO! NO! Shadowflare is getting the finger again!

Vexnor: That move seems so painful.

Larson: Getting fingered has to be one of the most painful feelings in the world!

Shaden: How would you know?!

Larson: My brother used to finger me when we wrestled in the back yar…

Shaden: (Cutting him off) Nevermind.

Larson: SHADOWFLARE IS QUICKLY LOSING HIS BARINGS HERE! HE’S BEING FINGERED! He’s been fingered in the ring, but I bet getting fingered in an auto graveyard must suck even more!

Vexnor: Will you stop saying…

Larson: (Cutting Peter off) Malum is going for a deep finger! He’s really sticking it in there! (Malum, who has been walking Shadowflare backwards this entire time, reaches the big rig. He begins, while still holding on the Finger of Death, slamming Shad’s head into the grill. After five hits it seems like Shadowflare has died. His legs go limp and Malum is caught off guard. Shadowflare falls to a heap on the ground. Malum pins him. Brian Silcox counts: one, two, three! WAIT, NO! SHADOWFLARE GOT UP!)

Vexnor: Tell me this: How does a dead man kick out?

Shaden: It’s all about the title for Shadowflare. That is his nearest and dearest asset and he may not have full comprehension of the things going on around him, but you best bet he’s going to kick out when after he hears to slaps on the ground!

Larson: SHADOWFLARE! SHADOWFLARE! Come on you Ichiro’s! Don’t be bitches, start the chant!

Malum is absolutely dumbfounded. He wearily gets to his feet. He picks Shadowflare up and sets him up for a DDT. Malum attempts to execute it but Shadowflare is able to hook his leg behind Malum’s, therefore tripping Malum. Shadowflare executes an elbow drop to the inside of Malum’s thigh. Shadowflare gets up, his face a looking like a thousand used tampons hit him , and sees the building in front of him. Shadowflare begins his slow walk to it.

Shaden: Shadowflare is walking away from the fight! He is walking away from the fight!

Shadowflare reaches the door of the office building. He tries to open it, but it’s locked. He begins banging his shoulder on it. He looks back at Malum and sees that he is running at him. Shadowflare ditches his effort of trying to open the door and walks over to the side of the building. It has a wooden terrace that you see on the sides of houses with vines growing up them. Shadowflare uses this to start climbing to the top of this ten-foot structure.

Vexnor: I don’t like where this is going!

Larson: I’M LOVING IT!

Shadowflare is eight feet up and starting crawl on top of the building. Malum is starting to climb. Shadowflare is up and rolls over, getting to a crouch and then standing up. Malum’s head pops up. Shadowflare gives him a “bring it” signal. Malum gets up and on his feet. The two stare each other down.

Vexnor: I’m feeling someone is going to die here!

Shaden: I’ve got my fingers crossed for Shadowflare.

Shadowflare and Malum run at each other for a clothesline. Both duck it. Both turn around. Both attempt a super kick but they both miss. Both charge each other for a tackle. At the last second, Shadowflare jumps. He turns around, as does Malum. Malum runs at Shad who stands his ground. Malum goes for a clothesline but Shadowflare catches it, trying for a Jumping Arm Break. Malum is able to use his force to hit a Rock Bottom instead. Shadowflare screams out in pain. Malum gets up, weary, and stumbles around. Finally, he goes for the pin. Brian Silcox counts on the side of the building: one, two, three! NO! Shad kicked out again!

Larson: This is insane! This is sheer and utter devotion on the part of Shadowflare. Even I didn’t think he had this much compassion.

Shaden: I’m surprised, too. He is showing heart and dedication… two things he’s not known for.

Malum picks Shad up and sets him up for a TKO. Everyone in the audience is silent. Malum swings Shad’s legs out to land the TKO but Shad somehow squirms free. Malum goes down but Shad stays up. Shad calls for Malum to stand up. Malum stands up, completely out of it. He turns around. Shadowflare rushes at him, spearing him…. RIGHT OVER THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING!

Vexnor: OH MY GOD! These two men! They… they could be…

Shaden: I can’t believe the lengths men drive themselves to just to show they have balls! It’s ridiculous!

Larson: Are they alright?

The camera shows Shadowflare and Malum both lying in a heap. Shadowflare nudges Malum, who is lying on his side. Both have been sapped off all strength. Finally, Shad nudges Malum on his back. Shadowflare collapses with one are on Malum. Brian Silcox counts the pin: ONE, TWO, THREE!!

WINNER AND STILL EWA WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION: SHADOWFLARE!

Larson: These men pushed one another to the brink! They rode one another hard and…

Suddenly, the door that was locked bursts open. The hinges break off. A figure steps out. At about 6’8” he looks intimidating. He has a black trench coat that goes to the floor. His pants and shirt are black. He wears a black mask. He walks over to Shadowflare and picks him up. He lifts Shadowflare over his head and holds him there. He lets Shadowflare go and he lands on the black man’s knee. The black man takes out a voice-changing machine.

Man: You’ve worked hard to get where you are but a man like me can just move in immediately and take you out like that. You may be World Champion now but your days are numbered. Draven, Valykerie, Lance, they’re about something. You hide yourself in an ego that could drown a nation. Darkness looms in the future of you, ‘flare for I am now your shadow.

The man drops the voice changer machine and takes off his trench coat to reveal anarchy symbols and other symbols that make him look unholy.

Shaden: What was that?

Larson: That’s all the time we have for tonight, folks! I’m Dustin Larson the better portion of the team including Shaden Rose and Peter Vexnor. We’ll be back for Body Count!

(Show cuts out.)