Welcome .. to the first Pay Per-View.. of the LAST SEASON.. in XWF's history!!



...Welcome.. to .. "NEW BEGINNINGS"!!







...This Pay Per-View event will mark the return of the XWF... but, also -- it'll start the tour towards the grand finale... the grand daddy of 'em all..... at 'Xtreme Mania Decade'! .. We've had quite a few Pay Per-Views in our time - but this will be the 10th Anniversary Addition!! ... This Pay Per-View, and one more left... on September 28th.. 2008 - the XWF DOORS WILL CLOSE FOR GOOD!!



Right now - we're LIVE in Dallas, Texas - inside of Dallas Stadium, and we just set a new record with 128,000 people in Attendance!!



Their our signs everywhere.. from: "Version 7.0!!" ..to.. "Member of the Jon Hampton FAN CLUB" ... to.. "Carlos Shotgun is ELITE" .. to .."You just got MAD DOGGED!!" .. to "The Original" ... to .. "Jason-X will KILL YOU GUYS!" ... to .. "Rage needs Crimson Tide"... to .. "#1 PHAN" ... to .. "Where's Matt Sharper?".... to .. "JUST TRY ME!!" ... to "HHH for Champion" ... There are fans of all kinds gathered in the large stadium, and they're getting ready to see a great show.



The Match between Cade Silver, and "The Punisher" Crookz is about to get under way. Both men are in the ring, and they're about ready to square off.



They walk to the center of the ring, and are about to lock up when -



Matt Sharper's theme music hits.



Matt comes out on the top of the stage - with a microphone in hand, and the crowd goes CRAZY!!



Matt Sharper - Sorry I've got to be the one that breaks this to you. But, it was Mr. Lucente's idea. He told me... why not kill two birds with one stone? I said - why not kill off two wrestlers.. with one Matt Sharper? So... Here we are. There you two are, and here I am! .... On one hand... you've got me making my return back to the X.. W.. F!..



The crowd pops for the XWF!!



Matt Sharper - And on the other hand... you two.. have made an appearance at your last event ever! So, referee.. don't bother ringing that bell, and starting this match off. Because, this match isn't going to happen now. From the order of Mr. Lucente.... you two... are.... FIRED!!!



Everybody in the arena start to lose it, and start singing, "Na na na naa.. na na na naa... heyy heyy heyyyy... gooodbyye!" "Na na na naa.. na na na naa... heyy heyy heyyyy... gooodbyye!"



Crookz stomps around the ring like a big baby, and Cade Silver just leaves the ring- knowing this day would come. Eventually they escort Crookz out of the building, and Matt Sharper just stands on top of the ramp with a huge smile on his face. We cut backstage!!



Flo Stanley - Hello everyone. And welcome to the first Pay Per View of the Last Season in XWF History! Next month we will be celebrating Xtreme Mania Decade. Right now.. I'm standing by with former World Champion, Triple H.... what do you got for us Hunter?



HHH - What do I got? I have my first return match back in the XWF. Sure, I was in that tag tournament last week.... but, this tournament is a little more important. You see.. Jesse Jones - he's never been there before, and he doesn't deserve a chance to carry this company. Carlos Shotgun.. he tried, and he failed miserably. He was an embarassment to this company. And as for the man about to face... Jon Hampton -- please! This guy is the biggest joke of all. No way .. and I mean, there is NO WAY IN HELL this guy is walking out the XWF Champion. Right now.. I'm bout to give him his first loss, and just hope one of the other losers can get rid of him later.



"The Messiah of Xtreme" HHH disappears down the hallway, and we cut back to ringside.



"The Ultimate One" Jon Hampton comes out first - the crowd doesn't know how to respond. But, he gets a lot more boo's than cheers.



and then "The Messiah of Xtreme" Triple H comes out next - to a nice old school ovation. A lot of people motion their arms, bowing to him, as to say: "We're not worthy."



The match between Triple H, and John Hampton start up with both men facing each other in the ring.



There was a smaller section of Hampton Diehards. But, Triple H had most of the arena marking out for him. He's an old XWF head, and they appreciate him a little more. However, when they go to reach for each other's hands.. Hampton slowly starts to win the quick advantage on him. Of course, Triple H ends up over powering him, and bending him down to two knees. He finishes Hampton off with a knee to the face.



He drills him with a nice shot. Hampton falls down pretty hard, and Triple H plants a knee drop on the back of his skull. Triple H starts to take advantage of Hampton - with inside technical moves, and hard shots to his mid-section. Triple H lifts him up off the ground, and drops Jon's stomach across his knee!



That'll do some damage.



Triple H starts to beat the shit out of him for awhile, and whips him in to the corner. Triple H charges in, and Hampton pops him with an uppercut!



The crowd pops.. surprisingly enough.



Hampton starts delivering shot after shot on Triple H.. working him back to the center of the ring, and goes in for a clothesline. Triple H stops it with a kick to the gut, and is about to give Hampton a DDT -- but Hampton blocks it. Lifts Triple H up over his shoulder, and drives his SKULL in to the canvas! With a thunderous thud that shakes the entire ring.



Hampton covers him up.. for the early pin...



"..........1....



....could this be it..?....



.......2......



....



..possibly?..



..kick out!"



The crowd goes wild, and the action carries on from there.



Hampton takes over the match for awhile. With a sidewalk Slam, and a Suplex to go with it.



He covers him up again....



".............1...



.......2....



....foot on the rope."


The crowd starts to boo, and Hampton looks at them.. as to say: "What.. me?"...



He goes to work on Triple H. First with a hard boot across the face, and then he beats him up in the corner a bit. He drags Triple H to the ground, and locks on a Crossface Chickenwing!!



This could do it....



Triple H isn't anywhere close to the ropes.



He's right in the center!! This doesn't look good.



Triple H squirms for the ropes. "The Ultimate One" Jon Hampton pulls back, and drags him back further.



Triple H is about to tap here....



...Hampton pulls back even harder, and Triple H pulls with all his might towards the ropes.



He tries to hit his way out of the move. But, it's not working. Hampton's got it locked in good!



...Triple H works closer to them ropes.



Hampton pulls back, and the crowd is on their feet for this one. Will he get there?...



..



He does!



He reaches out, and grabs it. The crowd moans with excitement.



Hampton picks The Messiah of Xtreme up, and drops him with another nice suplex!



He doesn't go for the cover. He climbs the turnbuckle, and sits on the top one. Triple H is starting to slowly get to his feet, and Hampton decides to stand straight up on the top rope now. He's about to leap off, and when he does. Triple H catches him with a shot to the mid-section, and Hampton does a full flip to the mat. Triple H quickly rolls him up...



"..........1.....



........2.....



...could that shot have done it?...



....



...no!"



..Jon Hampton kicks out just in time, and the match continues. Triple H lifts him up, and shoves him over to the corner. He rushes in, and drills him with a knee shot the rib cage. Triple H throws him to the ground, and just stomps on Hampton's mid-section! Hampton rolls around on the canvas - grabbing his stomach, and Triple H is about to deliver another stomp - when Hampton stops his foot -



at least momentarily..



"The Messiah of Xtreme" Triple H drops a hard elbow across "The Ultimate One" Jon Hampton's face. Triple H then grabs him by the hair, and lifts him off the ground - he throws him in to the corner again, and delivers a hard chop. "WOOO!" He delivers another. "WOOOO!".... and another... "WOOOO!".... He climbs the turnbuckle, and starts to mount Jon Hampton.. for the 10 count salute...



"...1 punch...



....2.... the crowd chant along with him!....



...3... 4..... 5...



... 6.....



.7....... 8...



9....



...... TEN!"...



The crowd cheers, and Hampton brings him down HARD with an elevated Rock Bottom like manuever!!



..FANTASY WITHOUT LIGHTS!!.... Hampton drills him with his finisher, and makes the cover...



....."......1.....



............2...



can he kick out of this one...?....



...



...no....



...



.. 3!"



The winner of the 1st Qualifying Match is "The Ultimate One" Jon Hampton! He will be advancing in to the Winners Bracket for round number 2 of the Second Chance XWF Championship Tournament.



The crowd has very mixed emotions about this first tournament match, and there's still a lot more to come.. in this.. our returning XWF Pay Per-View.... "NEW BEGINNINGS".... It is the first Pay Per-View in over a year, and it's our 10th Anniversary Special..... WELCOME BACK XWF SUPERSTARS, AND FANS ALIKE! .... We our officially under way for the Last Season EVER... The Summer of 2008.....



Jon Hampton decides to stick around to commentate the next qualifying match. Wow! This will be quite the entertaining commentary....



WE CUT BACKSTAGE:



Matt Sharper is face to face with Mr. Lucente in his office.



Matt Sharper - Did you like how I handled that Mike?



Michael Lucente - It is... Mr. Lucente to you. You know... I've been the XWF OWNER since 1998......



The XWF crowd loses their minds, and go absolutely bizerk! It's like the Patriots fans in the snow. Instead - it's a BEER SHOWER. They are tossing beer mugs everywhere. Whipping them at each other even. A few make it in to the ring, and the officials just clear them out. It is definitely a celebration! One of those special moments in XWF Pay Per-View History. The crowd is just appreciating the man who created the real Xtreme.. Wrestling.. Federation! 10 years in the making.



Matt Sharper - I'm sorry. Mr. Lucente. What's with all that noise outside?



Michael Lucente - What are you.. some kinda jackass?.... Those are the .. X...



"W..."!!



F!"



.. Fans out there. Those people are crazy! They are such loyal customers, and I appreciate their services for all these years. Unfortunately... it's New Beginning's for ONE SEASON.. and then - we have XTREME MANIA DECADE... in a little over a month. It's going to be a very special event. But, tonight.. I'd like to skip past what we've seen, and focus on the future. I'm here to tell you that... I've decided you deserve a chance to be XWF CHAMPION. Afterall.. everyone else has... SO .. next week... you face.... ... well.. I'll have two names for you later - it's all based on a little scientific experiment I've got going on.... some people will be rewarded, and other's won't. Matt Sharper.. you have a clean slate-- as of now.... don't mess that up. You've got your first match next week at Weekly Wreckage, and you have you a chance to take on the XWF Champion.. very soon.... very, very soon.... so... make sure you win. I wouldn't mind seeing you in there kid.



Matt Sharper - Well, I appreciate that Mr. Lucente. You're the man. Don't worry... these other guys... they're not quite as Sharp. I'm going to show them what the XWF is really all about. I'm the one guy who hasn't had his chance.... but, things are about to change. And I have ONE MONTH to prove my name... well, trust me-- it'll happen.



Michael Lucente - I trust you. Got it... peace...



Sharper leaves the office, and we cut back to ringside.



Jon Hampton makes his way out towards the commentators table, and he's about to help announce the next qualifying match for the XWF Title - between Carlos Shotgun, and Jesse Jones.







-------------------------------------------







Both men come out to great ovations, and Jon Hampton is down at ringside- to do his guest commentary.



Jon Hampton: You know. Either way- I'm ready to go in to that second round... keep my winning streak alive, and be waiting at the Main Event- for one of these losers.



The match gets underway, and Jesse Jones gets the early advantage. But, Carlos Shotgun counters one of his moves, and gets the upperhand. Carlos begins working Jones over for a good 4 minutes. With sleeperholds, arm bars, and constant reversals. Jesse can't seem to catch a break, and all the momentum is going in Carlos Shotgun's direction. Carlos scoops him up, and body slams him back to the canvas. Carlos mounts the turnbuckle, and taps his knee. Signaling for a "knee shot". He leaps off the turnbuckle, and Jesse Jones moves just in time!!



Wow. What impact!



Jon Hampton: That jackass Carlos Shotgun- should know - he's not a high risk competitor. He needs to keep this match on the mat- as long - as he can.



Carlos rolls around in pain, and Jesse Jones rolls him up for the pin...



"........1....



........2......



...



... ....



.kick out!"



The crowd looks on anxiously- as Jesse Jones struggles to lift Carlos off the mat, and lays his back against the corner post. Jesse takes a few steps back, and rushes in- for a spare. But, Carlos Shotgun moves just in time, and Jesse Jones shoulder CRACKS the post.



Jon Hampton: Well, that's going to do some damage.



The Mad Dogg looks defeated right now!



Carlos Shotgun wastes no time, and pulls Jesse Jones to the center of the ring- hitting him- with a quick- DDT!



He covers him up...



"..........1......



... .........2........



.. ...



....



kick out!"



Jesse Jones barely kicks his way out of the 3-count.



Jon Hampton: These guys having a lot of near falls right now. I'm surprised either one- is that wore out by now. But, hey... when you got a guy smoking cigarettes, and another- who never trains his body- but, to put 5 different colors in his hair.. what do you expect?



Carlos gets to his feet, and begins working over Jesse Jones. He even slaps on the Figure-Four leglock.. and Jesse Jones- is near napping!!



..Jones reaches for the ropes. But, there's nothing there. He gets exhausted after awhile, and allows his shoulders to hit the mat--



"............1......



....... ..



....2............ ...



.....



...Jesse sits up..!"



Jon Hampton: That was damn close!!



Jesse is met with a poke in the eyes, and Carlos Shotgun wrenches back on the move- tighter. Jesse Jones screams out in pain, and the crowd is on their feet.



Jesse Jones pulls back, and tries to drag Carlos to the ropes- But, it isn't working. Carlos Shotgun leans back, and applies more pressure, and Jesse Jones' shoulders hit the mat again.



Jon Hampton: Could this be it?



".............1.......



.......



.....2...........



... .....



...Jesse Jones sits up again!!"



This time- however- Jones throws 2 wild punches at Carlos Shotgun- then- he finally grabs him by the hair, and starts clawing at Shotgun's face. Basically- anything he can do- to get out of that crucial- Figure-Four Leglock.



FINALLY! Carlos Shotgun breaks the hold.



They get back to their feet, and Carlos gains the early advantage again. He puts Jesse Jones in a side-headlock.. and Jones pushes him off.. towards the ropes. Carlos Shotgun bounces back, and Jones- ducks. Carlos Shotgun is about to leap him- but, his knee feels a little weak- and instead- he puts the brakes on, and delivers a swift boot- to Jesse's face!



Jon Hampton: Damn. Jones- just got MAD DOGGED!!



Carlos hits him with a swinging DDT - immediately afterwards, and rolls him up for the pin...



"..........1.......



.......



........2......



...



......



...kick out!"



Jesse Jones isn't going out like that.



Carlos Shotgun drags him to the center of the ring, and locks on- a LEG-SCISSORS-CHOKE-HOLD!



Jon Hampton: This has turned in to one of his trademark moves- this summer..



Carlos Shotgun squeezes with all his might, and Jesse Jones face is beat red. He clutches at Shotgun's legs, and tries to pry them apart. But, it's not working. Jesse even tries hitting that knee- that Shotgun missed him with earlier- but- to no avail.



Jesse Jones is kicking- and trying to get that foot - on the ropes. But, it's not happening. The referee- checks his arms- seeing is he's still alive-



"....he lifts his arm...



it drops.... ONCE....



..he lifts his arm...



...it drops TWICE....



..he lifts his arm...



..but, somehow Jesse manages to keep it up..!"



Carlos Shotgun squeezes even tighter- before- finally letting go of the hold. He gets to his feet, and looks down at Jesse Jones. The crowd starts cheering for Carlos!



Jon Hampton: It's funny. The man will be the hell out of the XWF's franchise- boy.. Jesse Jones... but, the crowd still loves him!



Carlos looks like he's going to set Jesse up for a PILEDRIVER. But, right as he reaches for him.. Jones trips him up, and rolls him up for the victory--



"..........1.......



......



........2.......



.....



....



...not enough-



Carlos Shotgun KICKS OUT!"



..Shotgun rolls up fast, and gets to his feet- before Jones does. He charges in, and Jesse uses his momentum- to spring him in to the corner. Carlos Shotgun smashes the turnbuckle- chest- first. Carlos stumbles back- in to Jesse Jones, and he hits him with a devestating- NECK BREAKER!! Jesse Jones doesn't go for the pin- however- he goes up top.



Jon Hampton: I think he's going to try to put this away- with a Swanton Bomb- or something.



Jesse mounts the top turnbuckle, and signals for his trademark- move. He leaps off- the post- but, Carlos moves- just in time, and Jesse Jones' back smashes the canvas. Carlos Shotgun gets to his knees- and turns Jesse Jones' over on his stomach. He grabs his legs, and turns it in to his finisher-



THE SHARPSHOOTER!!



Jon Hampton: Oh - hell.. this could be the end for Jesse Jones.



That's just what you would like- huh Hampton? Get Jesse Jones- his first loss..



Jon Hampton: You know. I'd rather see- Carlos go - down right now.. but, as long as he snaps Jesse's legs, and takes him out of commission- I won't have to worry about his ass later.



Carlos Shotgun has his finisher- on.. pretty tight. Jesse screams out in pain- and crawls for the ropes. He's inches away, and reaches out--



NO!



Carlos pulls him closer to the center of the ring, and leans back.



Jesse can't take it. He looks to be in excruciating amount of pain. He yells, and claws his way on the canvas- but, he's going nowhere! Carlos Shotgun- has his move- LOCKED IN. The crowd is on their feet, and cheering for this match-up.



Carlos' face looks to be focused in- on ending this match- RIGHT NOW.



But, Jones' gets a sudden burst of energy- and pushes himself up off the canvas. He crawls towards the ropes. Carlos Shotgun is trying to prevent him from getting there- he won't release the hold. Jones is about 2 inches away from grabbing that bottom rope, and just as he leans forward to grab it. Carlos - releases the hold- and Jesse- reaches out, and grabs it. Carlos stands up. and kicks Jesse Jones- right across the back.



Man. That was a hard shot!



Jon Hampton: He might have collapsed his spine- on that one.



Carlos Shotgun doesn't care- he grabs Jones' by the legs, and drags him back to the middle of the ring. He tries to set him up for the Sharp Shooter again- but, Jones is kicking his way out. Finally. Carlos sends a hard boot to his thigh, and stuns Jones' for a moment. He grabs the legs- he twists him up.. he locks it back in- THE SHARPSHOOTER IN ON!!



Jon Hampton: Oh man. Not again.. This doesn't look good for that Dogg- out there.



Carlos leans back, and applies pressure. Jones screams out in pain, and tries to crawl for the ropes. But, he's going nowhere. He tries to lift himself back up- but, Carlos Shotgun has the SHARP SHOOTER locked on- good. Jesse's not going anywhere, and he's obvious pain. He tries one last time- to crawl for the ropes. But, Carlos doesn't give way- he just locks his finisher on tighter- and- JESSE JONES is forced to TAP!!!



That's it. That's all she wrote.



Jon Hampton: Wow. I'm surprised that sum b###h- was able to make him tap out- but, Jesse couldn't hold on.



It was an excellent- back, and fourth match- Jones was never really able to gain the upperhand, and Carlos found his few- key- spots - in the match, and was able to take advantage of the situation. What a match! And what a way to end it!



After about 17 minutes of hardcore wrestling- these 2- have finally decided a winner.



The winner- via- Submission... and advancing to the Winner's Bracket- to face- Jon Hampton- is - none- other.. than Carlos Shotgun!



The crowd goes crazy for Carlos, and the terrific performance- he just put on. Jesse Jones struggles the whole match- trying to find a way- to gain control- but, never really did. Carlos Shotgun wins with his finisher- the Sharp Shooter, and he will have a 1-0 record.. going in- to the rest of the night...



We have got 3 matches out of the way... two men- were FIRED...



...Jon Hampton was able- to beat The Game.. out of nowhere..



and now- Carlos Shotgun astracts some revenge on Jesse Jones- from the Elimination Chamber- match. What a way to open the show! There's a lot more to go.. stay where you are... we have the Xtreme Trophy on the line, and the XWF World Champion- WILL.. be.. CROWNED!!



Jon Hampton: That's right.. I will....



The scene cuts backstage-



We cut backstage- where Gina Porter is standing by with War Machine.



Gina Porter: Thank you. I'm here with former XWF World Champion, and Hall of Famer- War Machine.



You hear the fans in the background go nuts!



Gina: War Machine. You have one of the longest reigning careers- in the XWF right now, and maybe over- the entire history of this company. Through a decade of greatness.. you have lived through many different eras, and for- that.. you should pat yourself on the back.



War Machine smiles, and lifts his hand to pat himself on the back- but stops, and just puts his hand down- staring Gina in the eyes. Pretty comical.



Gina Porter: However, tonight- you go- one-on-one.. with one-half of the greatest TAG TEAMS.. in history-- The Guerillas.... tell- me.. what's your strategy for the evening?



War Machine: Well, if I told ya.. it wouldn't be a strategy now- would it?



Gina Porter: I suppose--



War Machine: Gina. Let me clearify a few things. One... I don't need a strategy. Two.. I don't need to pat myself on the back... the HALL OF FAME.. speaks for itself. And three- The Phan has no idea- what he's about to get himself in to. He should've stayed retired. Instead- he cost me a shot at the XWF Title, and now.. he must pay...



-War Machine exits- stage left, and makes his way towards the ring. We- cut- to the Phan- backstage- with Flo Stanley.



Flo Stanley- Hello everyone. I'm Flo Stanley.. and this- is one of our former champions, and one of the big reasons the XWF was able to stay afloat all these years.... The Phan.



The crowd pops inside the arena!!



Flo Stanley: Phan.. what are your expectations for tonight?



The Phan: You know. I tell myself- not to have any expectations. That you can't go in to the night... thinking you know how the match will play out.. or what the outcome is going to be. You can't worry about that. No. You see- me, and War Machine have history... we haven't had the bloodiest feuds of all time, and we certainly aren't the greatest two wrestlers to ever step foot in that XWF ring... but, we got something else-- a lot of heart. We have earned a lot of respect from our peers over the years, and that is why- we're here. To- see- how- it - all- plays- out..... no predictions- no expectations. Just- the pure thrill.. of competition. Just- one.. last- match.... you never know when it's going to be your final exit- from the squared circle. And tonight- me, and War Machine are going to make history! Watch us.



The Phan takes off down the hallway, and is getting ready to make his entrance.



IN THE RING- is War Machine, and The Phan comes out to a great ovation from the crowd. These two are fan-favorites for sure. The Phan makes his way down the ramp, and in to the ring.



Those two- get - face- to - face.



The bell rings, and the match is underway--



They exchange glances with each other, and the crowd. They lock up in the center of the ring, and The Phan pushes back hard. War Machine stands his ground however, and starts pushing back. He backs The Phan up a foot, or two, and the Phan shoves back- hard. He pushes War Machine back in to the corner. And manages to squeeze in elbow shot at his skull. The Phan hits him with a hard knee to the mid-section, and a brutal uppercut. He starts choking War Machine in the corner, and the ref- counts him off.



The Phan backs up, and examines War Machine.



War Machine swipes his lip, and notices some blood. He smiles at the Phan, and charges in.



The Phan meets him with a hard- overhand punch- that stuns War Machine, and follows up with a Boot Shot-- BUT, War Machine ducks it, and takes off to the ropes. He bounces back, and connects- with a flying clothesline- that takes The Phan down. The crowd pops for War Machine!



The War Machine starts working The Phan over for a little bit. With wear- down manuevers, and some hard- stiff shots. The Phan fires back- with a few shots of his own. They exchange a few near falls, and finally War Machine mounts the top turnbuckle, and waits for the Phan to get off the mat--



Once - he does.. War Machine executes an Axe-Handle Smash! That shot knocks The Phan to the canvas, and War Machine hooks a leg--



".............1......



....



.......



........2....



....



......



..kick out!"



War Machine gets frustrated for a moment, and yells at the official. He then starts lifting The Phan off the mat- and right as he's getting to his feet- The Phan drills him with an uppercut, and takes him down with a shoulder-block.



The Phan signals to the crowd, and he makes his move--



He bounces off the ropes, and comes in- DRILLING War Machine with a BIG LEG DROP!!



What a loud thud that was!



The Phan wraps his legs up, and makes the cover--



"..............1......



.....



...



........2....... ...



......



....foot on the rope!"



The Phan notices what happened, and smiles. He picks War Machine off the canvas, and puts him between his legs- he signals for a POWER BOMB. Uh-oh! This could be the end for War Machine. The Phan bends over, and lifts him up. But, soon- as he gets to the top- War Machine drills him with a punch- and The Phan stumbles backwards. War Machine falls down on the Phan's face- in a pinning combination, and the ref- makes- the count--



".............1........



....... ...



...........2....



.....



........ kick out!"



War Machine rolls over to the corner, and lifts himself up. He awaits The Phan getting up, and once he does- War Machine charges in for a spear-- and CONNECTS!!



What IMPACT!



The Phan goes down hard, and War Machine makes the cover- the crowd- chants along with 'em---



"..............1......



...



......



.........2....



.....



........



...foot on the rope!"



Wow. That was a close one there. War Machine gets to his feet, and starts lifting the Phan up with him. He attempts to swing him to the ropes- but, The Phan reverses it, and whips him across the ring. War Machine bounces back- and ducks- the BOOT- attempted by the Phan. War Machine bounces back, and ducks a CLOTHESLINE- attempted by the Phan. War Machine bounces back- one more - time, and The Phan just sends him over the top rope- to the outside canvas.



The Phan makes his way outside the ring, and the fans are going nuts. There's a certain buzz in the air- as The Phan looks to the top of the ramp, and then- back down at War Machine. The Phan stares out at his XWF Crowd, and has a sadistic look on his face. He picks War Machine up, and begins dragging him up the ramp!



When they get to the top of the ramp. The Phan boots him in the gut, and tries to set him up for a Power Bomb.. off- the ramp!!



Holy Shit. He's going to try to do- what he did at Weekly Wreckage, and put War Machine away!



Last time- he tried that-- War Machine reversed it on him, and The Phan went through all types of our equipment. The referee is making his 10-count...



But, they ignore him--



"......6...................



..........7...............



................8...........!"



The Phan goes to lift him up- but, War Machine blocks it. He manages to squeeze his head out, and deliver a series of blows- to the Phan's mid-section. The Phan stops his maylay with a hard knee shot to the mid-section, and grabs War Machine by the head- BOUNCING it off the titantron. The fans continue making the 10-count with the ref.....



"...........9...............



..........



.............10!"



Both men are counted out- but, that doesn't stop them. They continue brawling on the top of the ramp, and eventually take the action to the backstage area--



"Well, this- match is officially over- it ends in a DRAW-- and neither- competitor- goes home with a victory tonight. But, that doesn't seem to be stopping them!"



We cut backstage where now they are slamming each other's heads off tables, and using coffee pots- as weapons. The Phan gets drilled with a spear- and falls right through a table- holding a buffet of food. Their fight continues on, and we cut away- from the scene---



Prior to the match- "The Original" comes in HHH's room. The Game is getting suited up, and ready to face Jesse Jones in the LOSERS BRACKET. "The Original" approaches him slowly, and addresses his former Unlikely Alliance partner.



"The Original": Hey- Hunter..



"The Messiah of Xtreme": Hey- Chris...



"The Original": What's going through your mind right now?



"The Messiah of Xtreme": You don't want to know.



"The Original": Suppose- I did...?



"The Messiah of Xtreme": This could be my last match ever. Sure- I'm one-half of the tag team champions.. right now. But, I can't go out like that. I need- that XWF Title. I need to prove-



"The Original": What exactly?



"The Messiah of Xtreme": I don't know anymore Chris. All I know- is I'm going to give it my all. If the road ends here- it ends here. But, I'm going to make sure- Jesse Jones- gets the beating of his life. And- if I get out of this match.. I'm coming for Hampton, and Shotgun. One- way- or another.......



"The Original": What's that mean?



"The Messiah of Xtreme": We'll see...



The Game- also know as- HHH, and the "Messiah of Xtreme" leaves the room, and "The Original" Jericho is left standing behind.



We cut- to Jesse Jones' locker room- with Xavier Summers.



Xavier: What can I say?



Jesse Jones: Don't say anything......



Xavier: But, I have to...



Jesse Jones: Don't.



Xavier: You just lost- to Carlos, and now- you have to face- another former- World Champion. What do you know about being an XWF World Champion?



Jesse Jones: Look- at me- X...



Xavier Summers: I'm looking--



Jesse Jones: THE TIME.. is . now.



"The Mad Dogg" Jesse Jones- gets up out of his seat- and exits the room.



We- cut- to the ring- where "The Messiah of Xtreme" HHH- is spraying water all over a section of XWF Fans. He is being received very well tonight- by that XWF Crowd. Jesse Jones comes out next- to a bunch of howling, and barking- XWF Fans. They are wanting to see some action tonight, and they are going to get it. "The Mad Dogg" waste- no time, and slides in the ring, and he is met - face- to- face- for what might be- the last time... with HHH.



They both look heated, and yet- they share a brilliant Xtreme Wrestling Federation moment---



Then- they start slugging it out. Jesse gets some forearm shots in there- before- being launched back in to the corner by HHH. The Game rushes- in, and attacks. He starts putting the knees to Jesse Jones, and finishes him off- with a forearm across the back of the skull. Jones goes down, and HHH goes to work. He lifts Jesse Jones up, and puts him in a brutal Sleeperhold- like submission. He starts wearing him out, and gets to one knee. The crowd is eating it up, and HHH continues to wear Jesse Jones down.



Earlier- in the night- Jesse Jones smacked- the ringpost, and his shoulder may be feeling the after effects.



Jesse Jones looks beat, and HHH releases the hold. He gets up, and stomps on Jesse Jones' back. He picks him up, and brings him over to the corner. He backs up a few feet, and rushes in- for a clothesline. He connects- and starts pounding on "The Mad Dogg" again. He drags him to the center of the ring, and lifts him up for a Suplex- and CONNECTS!!



He rolls him up for the cover-



".............1......



............2....



...HHH lifts Jesse Jones' head up, and stops the count.."



"The Messiah of Xtreme" looks at the referee- and smirks at him. He picks Jesse Jones up, and goes for another Suplex-- and CONNECTS with that one as well. HHH then gets to his feet, and mounts the turnbuckle. He leaps off, and connects with a solid- knee shot - across the forehead- of Jesse Jones'. He then begins going to work on Jones' face, and manages to get him in the CRIPPLER CROSSFACE.



This spells doom- for Jesse Jones- right now.



He is in the center of the ring, and looking to be in some trouble.



Is this how HHH finishes him off? Will "The Mad Dogg's" shoulder give out?



He keeps pulling, and pulling at Jesse Jones. He finally releases the hold on his own, and picks Jesse Jones up with him. He places him on top of the corner, and climbs up with him-- he starts setting him up for a Suplex- from- the Top.



Jesse starts throwing punches, and manages to knock HHH back off the corner. But, HHH quickly attacks, and nails - Jesse Jones with two- right hand- shots, and climbs back up. He gets him in position- again, and LIFTS HIM UP OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, and CONNECTS with an amazing SUPLEX!!



Holy crap. That had to kill Jesse Jones' spirits.



The crowd is livid!!



They are loving this XWF action right now, and HHH's making a statement tonight.



He doesn't roll him up for the pin. Instead-- he sets him up for the Pedigree. Jesse Jones is lifeless, and the Game isn't stopping. He places him between his legs, and sets him up- for the Finisher. But, Jesse Jones- manages to toss HHH up over his back- and down- to- the canvas.



The XWF- Fans can't believe it!!



Jesse Jones struggles to get to his feet, and HHH charges in- drilling him with a high- knee- right - across- the jaw. "The Mad Dogg" goes down hard, and HHH goes back to work on him. He picks- Jesse Jones- back up, and tosses him in to the corner. HHH signals to the crowd- before rushing in-- but, Jesse Jones leaps over him, and when HHH turns around- he's met with a spinning heel kick- that knocks him outside the ring.



The fans are buzzing, and Jesse Jones is laid out. He eventually starts crawling towards the ropes, and when- he gets there- HHH drags him outside. He starts pounding on Jesse Jones- and then- tosses him in to the STEEL STEPS!!



Ouch.



HHH immediately rolls in, and breaks- the 10-Count.. he rolls back out, and goes to work on Jesse's shoulder. He slams him in to the guardrill, and makes a mockery out of him- in front of the fans. He picks Jesse up, and attempts to roll him in the ring- but, Jesse blocks him, and delivers a hard- back-hand shot to his face-



HHH doesn't like- that, and he strikes back - with a hard - fist shot. He then drags him over to the commentators tables, and places him on top of the SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE.



Uh-oh!



What's "uh-oh".. in Spanish??



HHH climbs up top, and he's going for the Pedigree- to end it right here-- he places Jones' between his legs, and Jesse goes to counter- it- once- again. But, "The Messiah of Xtreme" blocks it, and goes- through with his motion-- he executes- a sickenin' PEDIGREE through the SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE!!



Wow!!



"Holy Shit!" Chants- start up, and the XWF Crowd is on their feet.



Finally- some Xtreme- action!



HHH smiles as he rolls Jesse Jones out the rubble, and attempts to drag him in the ring. He finally manages- to roll him inside the ring, and HHH steps up on the apron- glancing out- at the crowd. He soaks it in for a moment, and raises a hand- towards the crowd. He steps between the ropes, and he walks over to Jesse Jones, and goes for the pin--



"..............1.........



................2!..........



.........



.....



....



..foot on the rope!"



WHAT!



HHH can't believe his eyes, and he didn't roll him further away from the ropes. He stands up, and drags him back to the center- of the ring- he signals for the Pedigree- again, and sets- Jones up.



But, out- of- nowhere- Jesse rolls him up..



".............1........



...............2..........



........



.............3."



He got him!



Jesse Jones has won the match- he rolls "The Messiah of Xtreme" up- out- of- nowhere, and scores himself the victory! "The MAD DOGG" is going on- to the next round- to face- the loser- of Jon Hampton vs. Carlos Shotgun! Wow. What a- way- to - end- that match. Jesse Jones never was able to get any offense in, and still- he manages to put the Game away, and he's moving on- towards- that XWF Championship!!



The fans are going nuts for Jesse Jones. But, then- a few- diehards- start boo'ing. As- HHH gets to his feet, and looks over the situation. He can not believe it right now. He was- that close- to putting Jesse Jones- away, and one- step- closer to the XWF Title, and he's going home- empty handed tonight. What a - way- for this man- to come out of retirement, and perform the way he did.. for these- XWF FANS.. they love him to death, and he stands in the ring a moment- alone. He gives Jesse Jones the thumbs up- as he exits up the ramp, and HHH gets on the microphone--



"The Messiah of Xtreme" HHH: I just want to say-- THANK YOU... to all the XWF Fans out there.. for letting me come out here, and beat the living shit out of Jesse Jones. He's a great competitor, and there's a lot of them here- in the X.. W.. F... But, my time has come. I have enjoyed a great career- with multiple title runs.. I was one of the best- XWF World Champions.. of all-time, and I'm glad..... more- like.. HONORED.. to be a part of this event, and get the oppurtunity to compete, and do something I love... so thank you all... for everything..... And- I never thought I'd say this....... but, for the first- time..... officially....... and- only I can say this.............. but, it's.... "GAME OVER"!



HHH waves goodbye to all his XWF faithful, and makes his way up the XWF ramp- for what appears to be the last time. As the scene- fades to black.











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We cut backstage- where Jon Hampton is stretching out, and getting ready to compete in the next round. Gina Porter appears, and begins interviewing him.



Gina Porter: Hello, Jon... there's a lot of people speculating- that- you may- indeed.. be on your way- to capturing that XWF World Championship.. how do you feel about the early response?



Jon Hampton: You know what Gina? Quite frankly.. I don't care. I don't care what these people think about me... weather they're XWF Fans-- or employees of the company... simply- doesn't matter- to me. I'm out here.. to win matches, and to capture gold. I'm here- to put these other superstars- in their place, and satisfy my own craving. You see- Wrestling has always been a huge part of my life, and I've owned companies.. I've cut endless amounts of promos.. I've been in the ring- more- times - than I can count. And- it never gets old. Tonight.. I go against an old- ally of mine.. ..some would use the word- "friend"... I don't. I'm not sure- I trust Carlos Shotgun enough.. to refer to him as a friend- but, tonight.... he's nothing more- than the man- opposite me. He's the one I'm trying to score a victory over, and I'm not going to let him stop me. This is my first official opportunity... at winning that XWF prize.. and I'm not going to let it slip on by. So, despite- what anyone thinks... I'm ready! And- I'm going to make sure- Carlos Shotgun.... and Jesse Jones... realize- just- how- serious- I AM!



Jon Hampton leaves towards the ring, and we cut to Carlos Shotgun- who is having a conversation with Chris Falkenyork. We can't really hear what they're saying. Except--



Carlos Shotgun: Absolutely..... I know- Jon - I know- what type of man he is. I know- what type of competitor he is.. and I'm going to make my presence felt. These XWF people- will remember- exactly why.. I'm the greatest this industry has ever seen.....



Chris Falkenyork: Well, from one.. Elite.. to another... good luck...



Carlos Shotgun: C'mon brother... "luck"? How much- luck.. does 2 Elite stars like us.. need? Nah. We've got the technical ability... we've got the brains... we've got the endurance... ..we've got it all....



Chris Falkenyork: We will shortly.



Just- then- Carlos spots- the camera, and waves for him- to get out of here!!



We cut to ringside- where Jon Hampton comes out- to a series- of BOO's from the crowd. He makes his way in the ring, and poses on the 4 posts. Up next- is Carlos Shotgun- and he comes out.. to mixed-emotions from the crowd. A lot fans - cheering- out of respect.. but, some BOO'ing the man- that Carlos Shotgun has become over the years. He makes his way down the ramp, and in to the ring. The referee makes the official call, and they ring- the bell... this match- is underway...



The two circle each other for a minute, and finally decide to lock up. Carlos quickly reverses it- in to an armbar, and Jon Hampton counters back- with an armbar of his own. Carlos reverses it back, and gives a nice- Hip Toss to Jon Hampton. Jon tries rolling, and twisting his way out of the hold, and eventually gains the upperhand. He gets behind Carlos, and throws him in a Sleeperhold- but, Carlos Shotgun quickly escapes it, and rolls up behind Hampton's legs, and takes his legs out from underneath him. Jon Hampton does a faceplant on the mat, and Carlos applies pressure to the one leg-- extending it over Hampton's back, and wearing that leg down. Hampton manages to kick his way out of that maneuver.



They both get to their feet, and receive loud BOO's from the crowd!



Well, usually the XWF fans love the close-range- reversal - action. But, right now.. they seem to be growing impatient.



Hampton swings- but, Carlos blocks it, and delivers a right hand of his own. He goes for a left hand- but, Hampton blocks it- kicks Carlos in the gut, drills him with an uppercut, and finally takes him down with a devastating BULLDOG!!



He makes the cover.......



"............1.......



.... kick out!"



Jon Hampton looks around disappointed, and lifts Carlos up. He backs him in to the corner, and delivers a chop-- "WOOOO!"



Another - chop... "WOOOOOO!"



Another- chop ... "BOOOOOOOO!"



The crowd starts Boo'ing Hampton now- as he backs up from Carlos a minute, and flicks 'em all off. The crowd gives him tremendous heat- as he charges in, and boots Carlos in the shin. Carlos bends down, and Hampton tries placing him on the top turnbuckle. He gets him up there- but, Carlos punches his way out the move, and tosses Hampton to the canvas. His back smashes the mat! And Carlos stands up- on the top turnbuckle. He leaps off, and connects with an ELBOW DROP!!



He makes the cover....



".............1.......



..............2.........



...



......



...



.... kick out!"



Carlos quickly throws Hampton in a Sleeperhold, and begins draining his opponent out.



The Winner of this Match- advances to the MAIN EVENT- automatically.. where they will have to be defeated- TWICE- by their opponent. The loser- goes- on.. to face- Jesse Jones..



Hampton starts lifting Carlos up, and Carlos stands up with him. He still has him in the hold- but, it's turned in to a side- headlock. Hampton pushes him towards the ropes, and Carlos bounces back. Hampton falls to the canvas, and Carlos leaps over him. When Carlos bounces back- Hampton grabs him, and attempts a Hip-Toss.. but, Carlos blocks it, and attempts a Hip-Toss of his own. Hampton blocks it, and lays Carlos out- with a hard- Clothesline shot!!



Nice.



That almost took his head off.



Hampton starts stomping away at Carlos, and drops an elbow on his skull!



He covers him up......



"...............1........



...............2.......



kick out!"



Hampton stands back up, and drops another elbow on Shotgun's skull. He covers him up again....



".................1.......



..................2......



kick out!"



Hampton looks furious, and the crowd starts to BOO some more. Hampton stands up, and gives the crowd a big - "UP YOUR's" They respond with a ton of heat, and Hampton stomps on Carlos some more. He picks him up, and places him in the corner. He chops him across the chest-- "BOOOOOOO!"



Another chop- "BOOOOOOOO!"



Another chop- "BOOOOOOOOOOO!"



Hampton looks around, and the XWF crowd starts chanting - "HAMPTON SUCKS.. HAMPTON SUCKS.. HAMPTON SUCKS.. HAMPTON SUCKS!!"



Jon doesn't like their response, and rushes in- collapsing- Carlos with a hard knee to the mid-section. Carlos falls to his knees, and Jon mounts the turnbuckle. He stands up straight, and waits for Carlos to stand up, and turn around. Once he does- Jon Hampton leaps off the top turnbuckle, and connects- with a FLYING DROPKICK!!



That was perfectly executed by Jon Hampton, and Carlos bounces clear across the ring. Hampton crawls over, and puts an arm on Carlos Shotgun..



"...............1...........



...............2.............



.....



...



......



... foot on the rope!"



Jon can't believe it, and he lifts Carlos back to his feet. Shotgun delivers an elbow to his mid-section, and Hampton clobbers him over the back- with a hard- forearm shot. Shotgun falls to his knee, and Hampton continues to lift him back up. Hampton tries to Irish Whip him in to the corner.. but, Carlos reverses it, and tries to send Hampton in to the opposite corner.. but, Hampton hits the brakes, and attempts a Clothesline- on Carlos. But, Shotgun ducks it, and delivers a Sweet Chin Music- shot- right across Hampton's chin!!



He pulled that one out- in close- range, and Hampton is laid out.



Carlos falls on him, and wraps the legs up....



"...............1..........



................2...........



.......



.........



..



...no, 3"



Hampton kicks out- in time!!



The crowd boo's some more- as Carlos starts lifting Hampton to his feet, and takes him back down- with a Russian Legsweep. Carlos gets up, and mounts the turnbuckle. He sits on it, and drops an elbow on his face!



That was- similar- to the way that Steve Austin, or Bret Hart would lay in to his opponent!



Carlos covers him up again.....



"..............1..........



................2..........



..... kick out!"



Carlos gets to his feet, and jumps on Hampton's mid-section. Hampton rolls around in pain- clutching his stomach. Carlos sees his oppurtunity, and grabs his legs- twisting them up, and going for his finisher- THE SHARPSHOOTER!!



Here we go.



Carlos is close enough to the ropes- where he has to pull Hampton back to the center of the ring- but, by doing that- he loses his grip a bit, and Jon's able to crawl back towards the ropes. He's inches away, and Carlos leans back- applying more pressure!



Hampton screams out in pain, and looks like he's ready- to tap out.



Hampton crawls for those ropes, and gets there!!



Carlos is forced to break the hold- but, he doesn't. He keeps it latched on- as the referee gets in his face, and Carlos finally releases the hold. He gets up in the referee's face, and backs him in to the corner. The fans who have been boo'ing most of this match- actually cheer Carlos Shotgun's antics on. Carlos directs his attention back- to Jon Hampton, and when he sees him starting to get up.. he delivers a sharp- kick- to his face!!



Hampton took a hard shot there!



Carlos mounts the turnbuckle again. But, this time- he stands straight up. He points to his knee, and signals for a knee-drop! He leaps off, and Hampton puts a boot-up! Drilling Shotgun in the face!!



That's the second-time that Carlos has missed that knee-drop. He needs to stick- to the canvas, and wear his opponents out.



Carlos rolls around- in obvious pain, and Hampton slowly starts to get to his feet. He waits until Carlos starts to get to his feet, and he charges in- Carlos ducks, and lifts Hampton up- over- the top rope, and dumps him to the outside!!



Shotgun falls to a knee, and tries to gather himself.



The referee starts the 10-count on the outside... and eventually- Jon Hampton gets to his feet. He pulls himself up on the apron, and Carlos delivers a shoulder- shot- through the ropes. It stalls Hampton for a moment, and Carlos stands up with him. He grabs Jon Hampton by the head- and delivers- a sharp- right hand- across the face. Hampton is stalled again, and out of nowhere- he grabs Carlos Shotgun's head, and falls back- off the apron- snapping Shotgun's neck- across that top rope. Shotgun gets slingshotted back- in the ring, and falls hard to the mat.



Hampton quickly pulls himself back- up on the apron, and uses the ropes as leverage- to jump back inside- and lands- a BIG LEG.. on the throat of Carlos Shotgun!!



What a move- by Jon Hampton!



He immediately rolls him up- for the 3-count, and the fans are boo'ing....



"................1.........



............



.....2.........



....



........



......



.... foot on the rope!"



Wow. That was a close-one. Hampton notices the foot, and he looks angry. He grabs Shotgun by the hair, and pulls him up off the mat. Shotgun is struggling to get to his feet, and throws an elbow at Hampton's mid-section. Hampton ignores it, and drops 3- over- hand- shots- on Carlos' back. Before lifting him up for a Suplex--



But, Carlos blocks it, and delivers- a snap-suplex of his own!



Both men are laid out, and the fans are getting anxious.



They both start getting up- at the same time, and lock-up- in the middle of the ring. Shotgun delivers- a kick- to Hampton's shin, and goes for a DDT. But, Hampton blocks it, and delivers a hard- right hand- across Shotgun's face. Hampton pulls him in, and goes for a Fantasy Without Lights-



But, Shotgun blocks it, and delivers 2 knees- to his mid-section. He executes a Hip-Toss, and takes Hampton down. He rests on the ropes for a moment. Before- going over to Hampton's legs, and tries to twist him up for the Sharpshooter!!



But, Hampton kicks his way out of it, and clings on to the ropes- so, Shotgun can't put the move on. Hampton uses the ropes to get to his feet, and Carlos stands back a moment. They eye- each other up, and charge in to each other- locking up- in the center- of the ring - again.



Hampton hits him with an uppercut.



Shotgun fires back- with a right hand.



Hampton hits him with a right hand- of his own-



Shotgun throws a punch-back- but, Hampton blocks it, and goes for another Fantasy Without Lights!!



He kicks Carlos in the gut- he goes to lift him up- but, Carlos blocks it, and turns it in to an arm-bar. Which- he then uses- to pull Hampton to the mat, and latch on- with the Crossface Chickenwing!! But, Hampton quickly fights his way out of that move.



They both get to their feet again. But, Hampton kicks- Shotgun in the knee, and drills him- with a DDT!!



Hampton doesn't go for the cover- he goes for Shotgun's legs, and wraps him up.. for what appears to be- his version- of the Sharpshooter. But, somehow- Carlos manages- to reverse it on him, and Hampton is the once- face-planted on the mat- with his legs twisted up- arched over his back, and Carlos is putting the pressure on.



Hampton is in the middle- of the ring- with no- where- to go!!



Holy crap. This could be the end!



Carlos reversed that move- brilliantly, and he's got the advantage now.



This could be the end...



Hampton lifts himself up, and makes a crawl for the ropes. He's inches away, and Shotgun drags him back- in to the middle of the ring. He's got that Sharpshooter locked-on, and Hampton is helpless right now!



Could Carlos do it? Can he put away another opponent- with that perfectly executed- Sharpshooter?



Hampton tries twisting, and turning Carlos over- maybe- to reverse- it- in to a Figure-Four- Leg-Lock... but, he can't do it. Shotgun's got the move- locked- in- tight, and he leans back- some more.



Hampton can't take it anymore, and he makes a mad-dash for the ropes. He is so-close to getting there- but, his body gives out on him. He's inches away from the ropes- but, he can't muster up the energy to escape the hold, and eventually- the Sharpshooter proves to be too much for Jon Hampton, and he begins tapping out!!



That's it.



Carlos Shotgun puts away another one, and he does it- with the Sharpshooter- once again!!



Wow. What an action-packed match we had here tonight, and it looks like Carlos Shotgun will be in the MAIN EVENT, and all he has to do- is win- one more- match.. to be declared- the XWF Champion!



What an event- we've had so far, and I'm not really surprised by the outcome. But, we've had some excellent matches, and some crazy finishes. So- far Shotgun has made- two men- tap out- to the Sharpshooter. The Game.. was eliminated- by two- falls- seemingly- out of nowhere, and War Machine, and the Phan are still battling- somewhere in this arena.



As Shotgun celebrates his victory up- the ramp. Hampton is left- to nurse- his wounds in the ring, and the XWF Fans- are giving him a lot of heat.



We- cut- backstage.. where The Phan powerbombs- War Machine- on top of a toilet!!



HOLY SHIT!!



HOLY SHIT!!



HOLY SHIT!!



War Machine's skull- just smashed- through that porcelain, and it's not looking good. Water is spraying, and flowing everywhere. The Phan stands above him, and smiles down- at- War Machine. Before - exiting the bathroom, and we fade out- to blood- mixing in with the water, and flowing out- from under War Machine's head. As the toilet lays in pieces, and the fans- boo Hampton out of the ring.



We've got- Rage, and Crimson Tide.. versus.. Jason-X.. .. we have Jesse Jones taking on Jon Hampton.. to decide - who goes on to the MAIN EVENT- for the XWF World Title, and we have.. Chris Falkenyork.. defending his XTREME TROPHY.. against- "The Original" Jericho........ all- that- is coming up next..







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Both teams - of Rage, and Crimson Tide vs. Jason-X are already at ringside.



Rage locks up- with Xavier Summers, and Rage gains the early advantage. He pounds Xavier with a knee shot- to the mid-section, and whips him in to the ropes. Xavier ducks the clothesline- but, bounces back off the ropes- in to a BIG BOOT by Rage. Rage picks him up off the canvas, and chops him in to the corner. He backs up, and rushes in- with an elbow-smash - across Xavier’s face.



The crowd is marking out for Rage- as he works Xavier over a little bit.



Rage swings him to the opposite corner, and Xavier’s back smashes in to it.



Rage rushes in, and is met with a boot- from Xavier Summers. Xavier mounts the turnbuckle, and waits for Rage to turn around. He leaps off- and Rage turns around- catching him by the Throat, and attempts a CHOKE SLAM.. But, Xavier blocks it, and delivers a knee- to Rage’s side. Rage comes back with a hard right hand, and tags Crimson Tide in. Rage picks Xavier up, and body slams him- back to the mat- for good measure. Crimson Tide stomps all over Xavier, and the crowd is loving it!



Rage steps back out on the apron- as Jason “Wit” Moore watches on from the side.



Crimson Tide drops a vicious elbow across Xavier’s throat, and goes for the pin--



“……………..1.……….



………………2.…. Kick out!”



Crimson Tide picks Xavier up, and tosses him in to their corner. Crimson backs up, and attacks Jason “Wit” Moore.. --Jason jumps back off the apron- before Crimson Tide’s punch- connects, and meanwhile- when the referee is distracted- Rage starts choking out Xavier Summers’ in the corner.



Crimson Tide rushes back in, and drop kicks- Xavier in the stomach!



WOW. That was nasty!



Xavier falls to canvas- with his head leaning back on the turnbuckle. Crimson Tide moves back, and signals for a BRONCO BUSTER!!.. He rushes in, and he LANDS IT!!



He’s JUMPIN.. Up, and down.. On XAVIER SUMMERS!!



The crowd is going bonkers right now!!



…Crimson Tide runs around, and starts celebrating.



Jason “Wit” Moore attempts to get in the ring, and attack Crimson Tide- but, the referee steps in, and pushes Jason back to the outside.



Rage starts choking Xavier some more- on the outside corner now, and Crimson climbs up to the opposite corner. He is going to attempt- that old- RVD.. Move.. What they call it?



“THE VAN TERMINATOR”..



…I heard Crimson Tide calls it… “SIMPLY EXECUTED!!!”



…He leaps off the top turnbuckle, and he actually- CONNECTS with the move!!



HOLY SHIT!!- that was a move- right there…



..The crowd is marking out- for Crimson Tide.. He’s the first superstar to ever- sign an XWF CONTRACT.. Back in 1998, and 10 years later.. I believe he’s the first person- to execute that…… well- that “SIMPLY EXECUTED” move!!



…Crimson Tide looks to be hurting from that move himself- as he rolls Xavier Summers to the middle of the ring. He covers him up--



“…………………..1.………



……………………2.……….



…could this be it?……



……



….



No-.. Jason “Wit” Moore breaks up the count!”



Rage rushes in, and takes Jason out- over the top rope- with a vicious clothesline.



Rage then turns his attention to Xavier Summers, and him, and Crimson Tide- lift him up.. Rage picks him up, holds him out on the side… while Crimson Tide mounts the top- turnbuckle…. He LEAPS OFF.. And connects with a HUGE- LEG!!



..Wow- That about took Xavier’s head off!!



I can’t believe it… what teamwork- by these two.. As the ref- is trying to get Rage back to the outside apron…



Crimson Tide covers Xavier up…



“……………….1.………..



………………2.………….



…..Jason “Wit” Moore pulls the referee out of the ring!”



Smart move by Jason. He’s able to keep the match alive, and he enters the ring now.. Putting the boots to Crimson Tide. Rage comes in, and he rushes in out Jason “Wit” Moore.. But, he side steps him, and takes him down- with a leg-trip… THAT causes Rage to fall- face first- on the bottom rope!! Holy shit.



What a cat- like- reflexes by Jason “Wit” Moore.



Jason gets back to his feet, and stomps all over- Crimson Tide. He lifts him up, and executes- a BELLY-TO-BACK-SUPLEX!!



Ouch.



Jason exit’s the rings, and Rage eventually rolls out on his own.



As Xavier Summers, and Crimson Tide are left to recover- the referee eventually rolls back in the ring, and the match- is back- to normal- at least for now.



Xavier seems to be getting to his feet first- but, he’s crawling towards the wrong corner. Jason calls out to him, and X- finally notices- what he’s doing. Crimson Tide starts coming to.. And he makes his way towards- Xavier Summers.



Xavier is crawling for that tag..



Crimson is trying to stop him…



..Xavier is so - close- but Crimson grabs him by the ankle… Xavier just kicks him in the face- extends his arm- leaps towards- Jason “Wit” Moore, and makes the tag!!



…Crimson tries to crawl as fast as he can towards- Rage-- but, Jason grabs him, and drags him back to the middle of the ring- dropping a hard elbow on his back. Rage is still reaching his hand out- he desperately wants to get in there- and pay Jason back.



Jason starts working Crimson Tide over- with a Back Breaker, and follows that up- with a Sleeperhold- on the canvas. He is trying to wear the little guy out. Rage has enough, and rushes in- booting Jason across the face. The referee tries his best to shove Rage back outside. As Crimson has time to recover. Crimson makes his way for the tag- again… but, again-- JASON stops him! He pulls him back - over to Xavier Summers, and tags him in. Summers gives a swift- boot- to Tide’s face, and follows that up.. By lifting Crimson Tide up for a Suplex… he falls back, and Crimson Tide’s back springs off- the top rope, and falls back down- FORWARD.. With him.. So- Crimson Tide’s face- smacks the canvas!!



WOW. He laid Crimson Tide out with that one…



..I’m not even sure- what to call that move…



…Oh yeah? I heard it was called… “Xavier’s Revenge”



..Xavier rolls him up- for what seems to be- the easy- 3-count…



“…………………1.………



………………….2.………..



…….Rage breaks it up.. With a boot across X’s head..!”



The crowd is really getting in to this match-up, and these 2 teams- are really defining- what it is like - to compete for those XWF Tag Team Titles.



Many great teams- have held Tag Team Championships.. Including The Blood Brothers.. The Guerillas… The Wrecking Crew.. ..Xavier, and Atlas (members of the KORT)…. War Machine, and Jericho… Tommy Ravnos, and Jesse Jones… Falkenyork, and Shotgun… IN FACT- who can forget when Crimson Tide.. was a member of the Super Duper Super Heroes.. With “Super” Steve Austin? My god!



..the new tag team- champions.. Just so happen- to be.. Carlos Shotgun, and “The Messiah of Xtreme” at the moment… but, there’s a lot of rumors floating backstage right now.. That HHH is done for good, and tonight- was the last time- we will ever see him compete in the XWF…



….Back- in the ring-- Xavier Summers is going to work on Crimson Tide. He’s got him in a Rear Naked-Choke Hold, and eventually tags Jason “Wit” Moore in, and he smashes Tide with a Side-Suplex, and covers him up…



“…………………….1.……..



……………………..2.…………



….. Kick out!”



..Jason “Wit” Moore stands up, and taunts Rage. That provokes Rage- to get in the ring, and the referee is forced to step in between. Jason goes up, and starts gauging at Crimson Tide’s eyes- before Rage finally steps back to the outside apron.



!!!!!..ALL OF A SUDDEN…!!!!



…STEPHEN BLOOD.. Appears from the top of the RAMP!!!



Holy- cow.. It’s one-half .. Of the former- TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS…. Stephen Blood.. What is he doing here?



Stephen Blood- has a microphone, and he’s speaking over the loud speakers- during this match--



STEPHEN BLOOD: Hello.. Everybody!!



The crowd goes wild for Stephen Blood- they can’t believe it. Jason “Wit” Moore- continues wearing Crimson Tide down in the ring.. First with a body slam, and then a solid- leg drop across the skull. He follows that up- with a Boston Crab, and Stephen Blood- is eating up the spotlight.



STEPHEN BLOOD: Hey. How you guys doing?



The crowd marks out for Stephen Blood some more!!!



STEPHEN BLOOD: I know what you’re thinking…. What a Surprise.. Right?



The XWF fans- cheer some more!! Louder, and louder… 128,000 strong…



STEPHEN BLOOD: No need to check on Crimson Tide everyone.. That half- ass- Boston Crab ain’t putting anybody away. I’m not even sure why Jason’s performing that move.. At this juncture… he’s not even from Boston.. If I can recall…….



The XWF fans laugh their asses off. But, Rage, and Xavier Summers- in particular.. Don’t look too happy.



STEPHEN BLOOD: Plus, even if Jason-X did win tonight.. And- go on.. To capture those Tag Titles.. That they won at Weekly Wreckage.. Well… so what? Those Tag Titles don’t mean- dick….!



The fans cheer in approval.



STEPHEN BLOOD: Thank you!… I mean, truth be told…. Me, and Brock.. We’ve got the real titles.. .. They’re locked up some where real nice.. In fact- occasionally I have mine on display.. Just so I can check it out!



The XWF Fans love Stephen Blood, and the respect he brought to the Tag Team Division.. With his old partner- Brock Newbludd.



STEPHEN BLOOD: …Not to mention- neither of these teams- are really worthy of such accolades. They really haven’t earned an opportunity to be competing in this division.. Just like the rest of the XWF former tag team champions… discluding me- and Brock of course…. The Blood Brothers will forever- be.. The epitome- of XWF GREATNESS!… Weather it be- Tag Team Titles… or - just- simply.. The baddest mother ####ers- this company has ever seen.. We have done it all!



Xavier Summers has had enough, and he starts walking up the ramp-towards Stephen Blood. Meanwhile- in the ring.. Jason “Wit” Moore sets Crimson Tide up.. For a Belly-to-Back Suplex.. And CONNECTS!! He lifts him up for a 2nd one.. And CONNECTS!! He still holds his grip around Crimson Tide’s waist, and he executes a THIRD Belly-to-Back Suplex!!… Then - a 4th… and a 5th!! He won’t release the hold, and he connects with a 6th.. Belly- to Back Suplex!!!



STEPHEN BLOOD: Wow.. 6?.. Big deal. I once- did 10... Keep going.. Jason… AND… X.. you better back up… before you even think about coming up here…..



Xavier Summers looks pissed now, and he charges up the ramp towards Stephen Blood, and it immediately goes to blows-



In the ring - Jason “Wit” Moore goes for a 7th- Belly- to Back Suplex!!



He HITS it!!!



But, all his energy seems to be spent up.. He goes for the cover-



“…………….1.………..



…………………2.………….



…But, Rage- breaks it up again!”



Xavier Summers, and Stephen Blood- take the battle towards the back for a moment, and they are fighting over the mess- that was left- from when War Machine, and The Phan knocked over- all the food.. There are shattered plates everywhere, and these two- keep exchanging punches. Stephen Blood- stops Xavier Summer’s may lay- with a knee to the gut, and a hard- stiff- uppercut- that knocks Xavier Summers against the Wall.



Jason “Wit” Moore is upset about Rage’s attack, and he starts fighting with him in the corner. That gives Crimson Tide enough time to regain his composure a bit. 7- Belly- to Back- Suplexes.. Will definitely put a hurting on a man-



Xavier Summers, and Stephen Blood- battle.. All the way back- out on to the ramp, and the crowd is livid!! These XWF fans are loving the action.. .it’s everywhere right now!!



Jason, and Rage end up outside the ring- and they are exchanging shot, after shot. Rage finally clobbers Jason with an uppercut of his own, and he rolls Jason back in the ring. Crimson Tide is starting to come to, and Jason notices this- as he uses to ropes to pull himself up. Jason charges in to Crimson Tide.. But, out of nowhere- Crimson Tide- leaps up, and drills him with a DROP KICK!!



That was out of nowhere, and it knocks Jason “Wit” Moore in to their corner. Rage starts choking him out- as Crimson Tide uses all his energy to rush in- and make the tag. Rage - steps inside the ring, and starts delivering- shot- after shot- on Jason “Wit” Moore. He places him up on the top turnbuckle, and he grabs him by the throat- LIFTING HIM OFF THE TOP TURNBUCKLE.. And SLAMS.. Him down- with authority to the canvas!!



WHAT A CHOKESLAM THAT WAS..!!



The XWF fans are marking out hard- for Rage right now. As Stephen Blood drops Xavier Summers with a Spine Buster on top of the ramp, and disappears through the back curtains once again.



Rage is about to pin- Jason “Wit” Moore- but, he tags Crimson Tide in, and he mounts the top turnbuckle. He LEAPS OFF.. And CONNECTS.. With a HIDE TIDE!!



..That was Frog Splash- like- fashion.



Crimson Tide hooks the leg, and is going for the 3 count-….



“………………1.………..



………………..2.……………..



…Rage picks Crimson Tide up by the hair, and pulls him off…”



I don’t understand it? Rage broke the count- on Jason “Wit” Moore, and prevented his own partner- from picking up the easy victory. Rage orders Crimson Tide to tag him in, and Rage exit’s the ring, and stands on the apron. Crimson Tide begs to be able to make the cover- but, Rage says “no”. He wants tagged in- to finish him off. Crimson Tide finally complies, and tags Rage back in.



Rage walks over- to Jason “Wit” Moore.. Picks him up by the throat- and CHOKE SLAMS him back to the mat!!



Xavier Summers is starting to get up, and glances at the XWF Titan tron.. He notices what is going on in the ring, and starts to make his way down.



But, not before Rage covers Jason up for the pin……



“…………………..1.……….



……………………2.………….



……………………3.………….!”



The Winners of this match- and the new #1 contenders- for the XWF TAG TEAM TITLES.. The team- of.. Rage, and Crimson Tide!!



The crowd loves the pairing of Crimson Tide, and Rage.. .but, some are sad to see- Jason - X go out that way! However, Stephen Blood has made his return back to the XWF, and had a few choice words for some of these XWF superstars out here. Pretty much- making a statement for those TAG TEAM TITLES. .. Claiming they aren’t the real deal, and they haven’t earned his respect… Xavier Summers didn’t take kindly to it, and it looks like Stephen Blood may have gotten the best of X on this occasion……



Well, what now?



We cut backstage- where HHH “The Messiah of Xtreme” is standing by with XWF Owner- Michael Lucente



MICHAEL LUCENTE: So.. That’s it.. You’re done?



“The Messiah of Xtreme” HHH: .. I’m sorry- Lucente.. What you want me to do?



MICHAEL LUCENTE: No need for apologies.. You have given me more than I’ve asked for….. You provided the XWF community with many great moments, and allowed some of these XWF stars- who had promise… the ability to shine… ! You are a true XWF Hall of Famer, and I will personally INDUCT you.. .. Count on it!!



“The Messiah of Xtreme” HHH: ..I appreciate that - Lucente…



MICHAEL LUCENTE: No problem… some of these “other guys” will have to earn their bid- in to the XWF Hall of Fame.. But, not you… you’ve already proven your worth to this company… to this industry….. And- I’m going to have to retire- that XWF Tag Title you've got in your hand there…… I’m just not- sure- what to say to Carlos….. This- may- very well be.. The 2nd time.. He has to retire XWF Tag Team Titles.. …Oh well… he’ll live. And the XWF will move on….. Thank you for your time.. Triple H… you were a hell of a competitor…



“The Messiah of Xtreme” HHH: Thanks- again.. Lucente….. I know - you will make the right decision- ..whatever it is… it was a privilege to come back, and compete… it’s just a shame I couldn’t get my hands- around Carlos Shotgun’s stinkin’ neck..



MICHAEL LUCENTE: There’s always- the NEXT.. 10 year- REUNION….. How bout it?



“The Messiah of Xtreme” HHH: …Xtreme Mania 2020?? I don’t know about that one.. Lucente…



MICHAEL LUCENTE: We shall see.. You never- can tell… you never- call tell….



…Just then- WAR MACHINE spears- THE PHAN through Mr. Lucente’s door!! And the fight spills in to the office. Lucente, and The Messiah of Xtreme… step aside, and let- the fight pursue. War Machine actually lifts The Phan up in the air, and attempts to SUPLEX him on the XWF Owner’s desk… but, The Phan’s feet- kick the ceiling, and he’s too tall- to flip over- in that room. War Machine is forced to set him back down, and start brawling him some more. He clocks- The Phan with a lamp.. That bust - right over his skull,



and we cut back to ringside- where Rage, and Crimson Tide were celebrating their victory…..



Jason “Wit” Moore snuck back in the ring- to attack Crimson Tide, and Rage ended up choking Jason “Wit” Moore out- with his big- bare- hands… it took- 8 officials to pry- Rage off of Jason “Wit” Moore, and Jason was forced to leave on a stretcher… they say- Rage cut off all his circulation, and he may have strangled the poor man to death..



WOW. What a way- to welcome Jason Moore.. In to the reality- of XWF.. Wrestling….. And more importantly- the sadistic world- of the man.. … better- yet.. The monster.. Of the man.. They call RAGE!! .. And his tag team partner.. The first man- to ever- sign an XWF contract.. Crimson Tide!! Two men- who deserve to be in the Hall of Fame… but, their names- have been held out- for quite some time now. It really is a shame. But, right now.. It looks like - they are #1 contenders.. For Tag Team Titles.. That no longer exist…



HOW DOES THAT WORK?



..I guess - we’ll see….. All I know- is Xavier Summers is probably looking for Stephen Blood- somewhere- in this XWF Building….







--------------------------------







Jesse Jones vs. Jon Hamtpon - SECOND CHANCE Tournament --



The match starts off with the two exchanging glances, and Jon Hampton points to the front row...



There- standing next to Seth Green, and Shaq-- is none other- than,... Corey Farmer.... (what's he doing here??)



Jesse Jones looks pissed off-- and he charges in.



He manages to work Jon Hampton back in to the ropes, and attempts to Irish Whip him across the ring-- but, Hampton reverses it, and Jones.. bounces off the ropes-- DUCKS a clothesline attempted by Hampton, and bounces back with a FLYING CLOTHESLINE of his own!!



Beautiful takedown by Jesse Jones.



Finally! He's getting on the offensive.



It only took him about 2 matches to get going....



Jesse Jones quickly goes to work on Jon Hampton- Stomping away on his back, and shoulder. Jesse Jones lifts Hampton off the canvas, and slings him in to the corner. He waste no time, and rushes in-- he leaps up-- and goes for a high knee shot-- BUT, Jon Hampton catches him, and slams him down hard in the center of that XWF RING!!



Wow. What impact on that one.



Jon Hampton getting back in control of this match.



He lifts Jesse Jones up-- and he's met with an elbow across the mid-section, and it's followed by two more hard elbow shots to the rib cage. Jesse Jones backs off, and goes for a Sweet Chin Music- shot.. but, Jon Hampton side-steps it, and wraps Jesse Jones up in a side-headlock.. he wrestles the smaller- man to the ground, and begins to go to work on him. Wrenching back on Jesse Jones' head, and he seems to got that move- locked on pretty well.



Yeah, Jon Hampton has Jones on the mat, and he's working him over pretty hard. I'm impressed.



Jesse manages to build some energy, and lift both men off the ground, and connect with a back-body-drop!!



Solid-move on Jones' part.



Both men look exhausted already, and Jesse Jones is the first to react. He bounces off the ropes, and slides under Jon Hampton's legs- as he stands to his feet. Jesse is quick to his feet- and when Jon turns around- he's met with a Spinning Heel Kick, and that takes him down!



Jesse rolls over - on top of him- for the 3- count...



"................1.........



.................2..........



.........



...



... kick out!" Jesse Jones lifts Jon Hampton up. But, is quickly- met- with a hard- uppercut- shot from Hampton! Jesse is rattled, and Hampton rakes his eyes. And follows that up- with a hard kick - to his knee.



Jesse falls to one- knee, and Hampton lifts him back up - by the hair, and slaps a sleeperhold on him. He wears Jesse Jones down some more, and the referee eventually goes in there- to lift- Jesse's hand up....



"....He lifts it ONCE.....



...it DROPS.......



....He lifts his hand again.....



....it DROPS!!



...He lifts Jesse's hand a 3rd time.....



...it stays up!!"



Jon Hampton squeezes harder- before releasing the hold, and getting back to his feet. He stomps away at Jesse Jones' back, and lifts him up- by the hair- again. He shoves him in to the corner, and gives him a hard chop--



"BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"



Another- CHOP....



"BOOOOOOOOOOO!"



He goes for a 3rd chop-- but, Jesse kicks him in the shin- then uses the turnbuckle as balance- to leap up, and kick Jon Hampton- square in the Jaw!!



OUCH. That was nasty.



Jesse quickly hops up - to the top- turnbuckle, and leaps off- On to Jon Hampton's head, and spins him around- for a perfectly executed-- High- Scissors Take- Down!!...



Jon Hampton's body is laying lifeless on the canvas, and Jesse Jones covers him up--



".................1..........



.................2..............



.......



............. foot on the rope!"



Wow. Some of these XWF Fans out here- CAN NOT believe it. Jesse Jones struggles to lift Jon Hampton up, and then- takes off across the ring-- he bounces off- the ropes-- springs back, and Hampton just ducks, and lifts Jesse Jones' up, and over the top rope-- BUT, Jesse Jones lands on the apron.



Jon Hampton doesn't notice right away, and when he turns around- Jones swings--- BUT, Hampton ducks it, and lays a hard right shot- in the middle of- Jesse Jones' gut. Jesse looks stunned for a moment, and Hampton attempts to lift him up-- for a Suplex.



But, Jones blocks it, and now-- he's trying to lift Jon Hampton up- out of the ring-- over the top rope-- and down - to the outside mat!



But, Hampton stalls him- with a knee- shot- to the- mid-section, and drills him with a hard- over hand right. Jesse falls back off the apron, and Jon Hampton quickly rolls outside, and gives chase. He grabs Jesse Jones- from- behind- and is going to throw him in to the post- but, Jesse reverses it, and sends Jon Hampton's skull flying off- that outside- ring post!!



What a THUD.



That sound shook the stadium, and this crowd is loving it!!



Jesse Jones doesn't waste time, and rolls Jon Hampton back in to the ring.



Jesse covers him up.....



"...............1...........



................2..............



......



........



.....



....



.. kick out!"



Just in time!--



Jon Hampton isn't going away- yet.



Jesse Jones gets back to his feet, and drops a quick- leg- across- Hampton's throat. He then marks his territory, and climbs up top--



HERE WE GO.



He's going for the SWANTON BOMB- to end it all-



This- may- be too early in the match. But, if he hits it-- it's all over.



Jesse has- second- thoughts, and hops down off the top turnbuckle. He walks over to Hampton, and attempts to lift him up. He gets him to his feet, and slaps on- the MAD- DOG... !



Oh man. Can this be the end for Jon Hampton??



Jesse Jones seems to have that move- locked on pretty well, and he is starting to wear- Jon Hampton down.



This is reminiscent off their last encounter, and - we are seeing- why- these two deserve to be here- right now.



You know- this match- could end- at any time, and that's because- these two- are great-- GREAT competitors.



Jesse Jones works him down to the canvas, and the referee goes to check on Jon Hampton...



"..........he lifts his arm ONCE.......



he DROPS IT!.........



.....he lifts Jon Hampton's arm again.........



....he keeps it up!!"



The fans start to boo-- as Jon Hampton finds some energy himself, and manages to work his way back off the canvas- he delivers an elbow- to Jesse's gut, and follows- that up- with another elbow- shot- before- springing off the ropes, and catching- Jesse Jones- with a beautiful- CROSS BODY-



--which he turns in to a pinning combination--



"...............1........



...but, Jesse Jones rolls thru it, "



..and- he gets JON HAMPTON in a pinning combination, now--



"...............1............



................2......."



but, Jon Hampton reverses it over, and he's got Jesse Jones pinned right now--



".................1.........



..................2....



but, Jesse Jones gets a foot on the rope.. and the referee is forced to break the action--"



They both get up, and look at each other--



Jon Hampton looks winded- and Jesse looks frustrated as hell--



They rush each- other, and Hampton- catches him with a knee, and follows that up-- with an ELEVATED- DDT!!



Jesse's head crushes that XWF canvas, and Jon Hampton rolls him up for the win--



"..................1.............



...................2..............



.........



.....



... kick out!"



Jon Hampton looks disappointed, and he lifts Jesse Jones up--



he kicks him in the gut, and he goes for- what appears- to be- a Fame Asser- it's an elevated- LEG DROP.. but, Jesse Jones moves out the way- just in time, and kicks Hampton in the shin-- then quickly- delivers- a TWIST OF FATE!!



Hampton goes down hard, and Jesse Jones rolls him up for the victory.....



"..................1...............



...................2...............



.....



........



....



..



3!"



He got him-- Jesse Jones escapes-- with another victory!! And Jon Hampton is going home- empty handed- what a shame- it had- to- end that way.



What a match.



These two were going back, and fourth-- and out- of no-where-- Jesse was able to catch Jon Hampton- out - of place - and deliver- his finishing move--



To - win- the match- and advance- to the MAIN EVENT... for the SECOND CHANCE TOURNAMENT.. FINALS!!



Where- the XWF CHAMPIONSHIP will be on the line---



as Carlos Shotgun takes on Jesse Jones, and Jesse must win-- 2- times- in order- to be declared the winner, and all Carlos Shotgun has to do- is pick up - 1- victory--



HOW WILL IT PLAY OUT??



MORE "NEW BEGINNINGS"... COMING UP NEXT!!



(Jon Hampton slowly gets up - in the middle - of that - XWF Ring- and his face- is covered in blood. He took a nasty shot- in to- that outside ring post- earlier, and the cut has been busted wide open. These two men exchange glances- as Jesse Jones raises his arm- in victory- at- the top- of that ramp.



And THE XWF FAITHFUL go ABSOLUTELY CRAZY!!!)







-------------------------------







Falkenyork makes his presence felt-- with his blockbuster entrance, and the XWF fans are giving him a lot of heat- as he makes his way- down the ramp, and in to that XWF ring. He poses on all 4 corners, and he gets mixed reactions from the crowd.



"The Original" comes out- to his countdown, and explosions go off everywhere!! As the XWF Fans rise to their feet, and celebrate this occassion. Two- men.. two-former XWF World Champions.. squaring off- for the first time ever-- and that XTREME TROPHY is on the line!!



The match starts off with both men- standing about 5 feet from each other. The crowd is absolutely eating this moment up! There are chants of "O-rig-i-nal... O-rig-i-nal... O-rig-i-nal!" ... and there are chants of "Falk-en-york.. Falk-en-york... Falk-en-york!" ..The stadium is completely jam packed, and every single person in the arena is on their feet right now. This is being talked about- as one of the most anticipated matches- in XWF HISTORY!! These two have never faced.. one-on-one.. EVER, and tonight.. for the first time... with the Xtreme Trophy on the line..... they are about to do battle.



This is going to be an amazing match. You can feel it.



It's certainly in the air right now.



Both men take a step closer, and size- each other up. They eventually get face-to-face, and start jawing with each other. The crowd is buzzing! And these two guys- are ready to tear each other's heads off. They immediately go to blows, and- eventually Falkenyork drills "The Original" Jericho with a shot to the shin, and follows that up-- by Irish Whipping him in to the corner. Jericho's back drills the turnbuckle, and Falkenyork rushes in for a Spear-- but, The Original leaps up in time, and hops over Falkenyork, and turns it in to a pinning combination.



HE ROLLS HIM UP FOR THE COUNT....



"...........................1.................



.............................2.....................



kick out!"



They both roll to their feet, and Jericho charges right in. He backs him up in to the ropes- with a vicious chop-- "WOOOOOOO!"



Jericho irish whips Falkenyork across the ring, and he simply shoulder blocks Falkenyork to the ground. Falkenyork quickly rolls back to his feet, and he looks angry. He rushes in, and Jericho reverses it.. sending him back- to the ropes- once again. Jericho anticipates, and goes for a DROPKICK-- but, Falkenyork wraps his arms around the top rope, and holds himself back... Jericho catches air, and slams the canvas!



Falkenyork waste no time, and grabs Jericho's legs. He starts pulling him over to the corner- and then- spreads Jericho's legs, and kicks him right in the junk!



Oh man. That was low.



Sometimes- especially with the XTREME TROPHY on the line.. you must do certain things- to keep your overall advantage, and to gain the momentum in the match!



Falkenyork quickly mounts the turnbuckle, and drops a BIG LEG on to the throat of Jericho!!



What a killer shot- by Falkenyork, and he's rolling The Original up- for the pinfall...



"............................1.....................



.............................2............................



.............



.....................



....



foot on the rope!"



Falkenyork looks displeased, as he drags Jericho by the hair- to the center of the ring, and drops a nice- elbow across his skull. He gets backs up, and he grabs his legs again-- this time-- he turns him over for the Version 7.0!!!



Holy shit. He's going for this move- extremely early right now.



I never heard- "EXTREME" used in that manner before- but, you're absolutely right. This seems pretty early for this submission right now.



Falkenyork has his finisher Locked On!! And the crowd is back on their fact!!



They are chanting for Falkenyork right now-- but, then- the cheers- quickly turn to a lot of boo's. These XWF fans seem to be split- right down the middle, and they're mixed in everywhere. 128,000 fans- out here tonight, and they're loving the action so far.



Falkenyork has Jericho's face- planted in that canvas, and he's not going anywhere.



Then-- qith a sudden burts of energy- Jericho manages to twist Falkenyork over, and he tries to lock on the Figure Four Leglock- but, Falkenyork is close enough- to grab the ropes, and the referee forces Jericho to break the hold. And he does--



They both stand to their feet, and exchange a heated look.



Jericho rubs his knee for a minute- as- to - say.. I'm okay. He charges in at Falkenyork, and they lock up- in the center of the ring- Jericho twists his way around, and gets Falkneyork in an armbar. Falkenyork reverses it, and places Jericho in an arm bar now. But, Jericho twists out of it, and actually flips to the mat- in order to reverse the hold on Falkenyork. When- he stands back up-- he has Falkenyork locked in- now. Falkenyork also- twists, and turns, and flips on the mat- to get out of the move- But, when he stands back up-- he's met by a hard clothesline- from Jericho!!



What a shot!



The fans are loving it right now. Everything these guys do- is golden.



Just like that GOLDEN NINTENDO WII they're fighting for.



Well-- let's not get technical- it still is simply.. the Xtreme Trophy, and these two could careless about the prize at stake. They have their dignity, and pride on the line.. and that's all they're worried about at this moment.



Jericho backs Falkenyork up in to the corner-- with a hard chop-- "WOOOOOOO!"



And another- for good measures-- "WOOOOOOO!"



He then whips Falkenyork to the opposite corner, and charges in-- drilling him with a brilliant Body Splash!! Jericho starts drilling Falkenyork with open-right hands, and eventually mounts him on the turnbuckle, and goes for the 10-punch salute--



He better watch out- the last guy who did this-- winded up- laid out flat on the mat, and lost his oppurtunity to advance in the Second Chance Tournament.



Jericho begins punching, and the fans count it off with him.......



".............1......!



....2!



....3!



....4!



...5!



Falkenyork stops the maylay, and shoves Jericho off of him. Jericho lands on his feet, and charges back in. But, Falkenyork raises a foot, and drills The Original in the face-- with a solid boot- shot. Falkenyork quickly mounts the turnbuckle, and when Jericho turns around-- he's met with a nice- Axe-Handle-Smash.. that takes him down hard. Falkenyork begins stomping away at Jericho, and eventually-- he he places him in a Texas Cloverleaf- submission hold.



He is determined to wear down Jericho-- that's been his game plan, and I doubt it'll change. He needs to keep this match- on the mat- as long as he can, and capitalize- with that Version 7.0-- when the time is right.



You know- the same can be said for Jericho. He's got a similiar finisher-- some known it as the Walls of Jericho, some refer to it-- as the Lion Tamer..



But, right now-- the Texas Cloverleaf is proving to be effective-- Jericho is clawing for those ropes, and Falkenyork doesn't want to give him any room to work with. He wrenches back harder on the move, and tries to prevent Jericho from reaching those ropes. But, at the last second- Jericho crawls for it, and grabs on to that bottom rope. Falkenyork is forced to break the hold, and he quickly gets to his feet-- lifting Jericho up with him. But, Jericho stalls him with a shot to the chest, and follows that up- with a beautiful DROPKICK!!



That shot knocks Falkenyork to the mat, and he just uses his momentum to roll outside of the ring. Falkenyork paces on the outside a minute- trying to gain his composure. Jericho walks over to the ropes, and shouts out at Falkenyork:



"GET BACK IN HERE. YOU SON OF A b###h!!"



Falkenyork waves him off, and keeps ignoring him. Finally he rolls back in the ring, and when he stands to his feet-- to lock eyes with Jericho-- the fans start BOO'ing like CRAZY!!



Wow. In just 10 seconds-- this crowd has turned on Falkenyork. Well, some of his diehard fans-- were actually cheering him on-- for that tactic. But, a lot of these "Original" fanatics-- they are marking out hard for Jericho right now, and they want to see more action.



The tension is thick - right now.



They lock up in the center of the ring again. And Falkenyork works his way behind Jericho, and drills him with a Belly-to-Back suplex-- that he turns in to a pinning combination--



He rolled him right over for it--



"..........................1................



............................2....................



.....



..........



.....



..........



.Jericho barely kicks out!"



That was a real close one there. They stand back to their feet- but, Falkenyork kicks Jericho in the gut, and when he bends over-- Falkenyork drills him with a stiff- kick- to the face!!



WOW.



Jericho falls back in to the ropes, and looks unstable right now. Falkenyork goes for an Enziguri. But, Jericho ducks just-in time. Falkenyork bounces back to his feet, and he goes to drill Jericho with a punch- to the face. But, Jericho blocks it, and delivers a solid- left hand shot. Falkenyork fires back-- and Jericho blocks it again. He works Falkenyork back to the center of the ring, and he goes for another big - right hand-- but, Falkenyork ducks it, and uses Jericho's momentum-- to wrap him up-- in a FULL NELSON!!



Oh- man.. this doesn't look good for The Original right now.



You know- Falkenyork has this match- scouted out perfectly so far. Both men- have had their advantages in this match-up. But, Falkenyork seems to be a little fresher, and a little more sharp.



Out of nowhere- Jericho lifts his back foot up, and drills Falkenyork with a Low-Blow!



What a cheap shot by The Original.



You know- how I was saying earlier-- about making the right move- at the right time.. even if you're going to catch slack from it? Well, that's exactly what I'm talking about. The momentum was going in Falkenyork's direction, and just like that-- the more skilled, more schooled-- veteran-- Chris Jericho.. just stopped Chris Falkenyork with that shot there.



Jericho sees an oppurtunity, and climbs up top. He looks like he's going for an Elbow Drop--



But, when he leaps off- Falkenyork rolls out the way, and Jericho's elbow-- drills the canvas- instead!!



The Original rolls around in pain- clutching that arm. Falkenyork tries to shake off- that low-blow shot, and crawls over to Jericho. He picks him up by the hair, and he immediately throws Jericho in to an arm-bar. Jericho screams out in pain-- as Falkenyork shoves him forward-- towards that corner-- but, as soon as they reach the corner- Jericho lifts his feet up- and uses the top turnbuckle-- to fall back- on to Falkenyork, and roll him in to a pinning combination---



But, Falkenyork rolls through it, and he's going Jericho pinned now, and he has a handful of trunks-- to ensure-- Jericho can't escape this pinning combination--



"............................1.......................



.............................2........................



..... kick out!"



Oh man-- another close one, and they fans are on the edge of their seat right now. There's a lot of sections- clapping, and cheering for their favorite superstar- in this match-- and these seem to be-- two of the fan favorites-- that everybody loves!



Well, they either love 'em.. or they love- to hate 'em!! At any rate-- this is shaping up to be a block buster match, and there's no telling- when they can pull out those finishers-- and try to put the other guy away.



I don't want this match to end!



Falkenyork, and Jericho lock back- up- in the center of the ring. But, Falkenyork- again- throws Jericho in to an Arm-Bar, and then- sweeps Jericho's legs out from under him- so he does a vicious-- FACE PLANT on the mat!!



Man-- he put him down with authortiy on that one, and Falkenyork is just working that arm over right now. He still got it behind Jericho's back, and he's applying pressure. He goes to grab one of his legs-- so he can- apply double- the damage on him. But, by doing that-- he loses his grip on his arm, and Jericho wiggles it out of there. But, Jericho looks-- completely out of it. Falkenyork stands up-- and drills Jericho-- with a kick to the back of his skull.



That was such a devastating shot! Jericho's face just bounced off that XWF canvas. And the fans are giving Falkenyork an extreme amount of heat right now.



That's what I call "XTREME" my man-- that's what I call "XTREME".



Falkenyork looks around at all the XWF fans, and starts smiling.



The boo's grow louder- but, there appears to be some cheers- involved in that- as well. A lot of mixed emotions from this XWF crowd right now.



Falkenyork mounts Jericho's back, and places him in a Cobra Clutch!!



He has been wearing Jericho down- this whole match, and it's not stopping here. He's got a beautiful submission hold- locked in, and The Original has nowhere to go!! Falkenyork is back in control of this match, and it's quite obvious at this point. He holds the move on- as long as he can. But, Jericho refuses to give-up, and- even though he's stuck in the middle of the ring. Falkenyork releases the hold on his own, and stands to his feet. He starts to lift Jericho off the ground- by his hair, and Jericho rolls him up- out of nowhere- for the pin--



"...........................1...............



.............................2...............



..kick out!"



Falkenyork gets back to his feet first, and drills Jericho with a kick to the sternum. He lifts Jericho up, and uses the ropes as leverage- to Irish Whip him across the ring. Jericho bounces back, and ducks a clothesline. He hits the ropes again, and bounces back-- this time-- Falkenyork snags him, and throws him in a Sleeperhold. But, Jericho reaches back- and grabs the top of Falkenyork's head-- he falls to the ground, and by doing that-- Falkenyork's chin- gets broken-- right over the top of Jericho's skull.



Nice- reversal on Jericho's part, and Falkenyork bounces back- in to the corner. He took a nice shot- to the jaw- on that one. Jericho is having a hard time getting to his feet, and Falkenyork tries to shake off- that last- move. He charges in, and Jericho side-steps him- and gives him a Hip-Toss to the canvas. Jericho rushes towards the ropes, and when- he bounces back-- Falkenyork is starting to get up-- but, he ducks back on the ground, and Jericho leaps over him. When he bounces back- Falkenyork jumps to his feet- and grabs Jericho-- attempting a Hip-Toss of his own. But, Jericho blocks it-- and swings for a clothesline-- BUT, Falkenyork ducks it- kicks Jericho in the shin, and then drills him with a BULLDOG!!



The fans are loud as ever.



This match is going back- and fourth.. there's no telling what can happen next-



Falkenyork grabs Jericho's legs, and he's about to put him in the Version 7.0...



But, Jericho wiggles himself out of it, and pushes Falkenyork back- with his feet. Jericho ends up rolling out of the ring- to avoid the submission hold, and Falkenyork waste no time-- he jumps out there with him. He grabs Jericho, and attempts to whip him in to the post. But, Jericho-- hits the brakes, and reverses it. But, Falkenyork stops in his tracks, and comes swinging back-- CONNECTING- with a hard- Clothesline!!



Falkenyork starts taunting the fans. Before- lifting "The Original" back up-- and whips him right in to the time-keeper!



Jericho smashes in to the man- on the chair, and he stumbles over- Spilling his equipment out on to that outside mat. Jericho looks beat right now, and Falkenyork grabs him- and rolls him back in the ring. Falkenyork stands on top of the apron, and signals towards the crowd. A lot of them rise to their feet- anticipating the next move-.. he uses the ropes- to do a full-flip-- in to the ring, and drops those legs- right on to Jericho's chest!!



WOW.



What a move by Falkenyork!



Falkenyork wraps those legs up, and goes for win....



"............................1..................



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.....



................



.....



.....



.kick out!"



At the last split-second- before the referee's hand- hit that mat a 3rd time-- "The Original" Jericho was able to kick up, and get those shoulders off the mat.



What a match- these two XWF veterans are putting on right now.



Falkenyork starts choking Jericho out with his barehands, and drops a couple knees- on to his stomach! He gets up, and lifts Jericho up with him. Jericho is barely able to stand, and Falkenyork gives him a vicious- chop-- "WOOOOOOOOO!"



He backs him in to the corner, and whips him in to the opposite corner. Jericho does a full-flip, and rolls over that post for a moment- before landing back in the ring, and he looks dazed & confused right now.



Falkenyork charges in-- and goes for a Clothesline from behind-- but, Jericho side-steps it, and when Falkenyork's back is turned to him-- Jericho leaps up, and connects with a beautiful DROPKICK!! And that knocks Chris Falkenyork- face -first- in to that ring post.



It took everything "The Original" had- to pull that move off. Jericho slowly gets to his feet, and grabs Falkenyork by the back of the head-- he starts slamming his face- in to the top turnbuckle.



"............1.....



......2...



....3......



...4.....



....5.....



.....6...



...Falkenyork puts his hands out, and blocks the next-one."



Falkenyork elbows Jericho in the gut, and then hits him with a direct shot- right across the nose. Jericho backs off, and starts grasping his face. Falkenyork mounts the 2nd turnbuckle, spins around in mid-air, and leaps on to Jericho-- as he's turning around-- connecting with a Cross-Body-- that he turns in to a pinning combination......



".............................1.....................



...............................2.......................



......



..............



.... Jericho kicks out!"



That was very close, and these two are trying to put each other away. But, it's just not happening so far.



Falkenyork grabs Jericho by the hair, and lifts him up-- he sets him up for a Russian Legsweep, and- falls forward- with it-- causing Jericho's face- to bounce off that XWF canvas, and Falkenyork rolls him up- for the quick pin.....



"..............................1..................



..............................2....................



.......



....



...



...kick out!"



Falkenyork can't stand it, and he starts to lift "The Original" up-- but, Jericho is slow to get to his feet- out of nowhere- Jericho trips him up, and rolls him in to a LION TAMER!!



Holy crap-- Jericho's got his finisher- LOCKED IN!



What an incredible counter- by Jericho... he rolled his way through that, and latches on his finisher--



This could be the end for Falkenyork!!



They are smack-dab in the middle of that XWF ring.



Falkenyork's face is planted on the canvas, and he's not going anywhere. The XWF Fans are on their feet, and they want to see this match- end- RIGHT NOW.



Falkenyork crawls for the ropes-- but, Jericho drags him back- in to the center of the ring.



"The Original" has that LION TAMER locked in, and this could be it!!



Falkenyork gets a sudden burst of energy, and pushes himself off the mat-- all of a sudden, he twists his body around, and reverses it-- in to a Figure-Four- Leg- Lock!!



Oh- my. He just turned the tables on Jericho, and now- Jericho's the one with nowhere to go!!



Jericho looks back at the ropes, and sees - he's too far to grab 'em. He lets his shoulders hit the mat, and the referee begins the count.....



".............................1....................



...............................2.....................



... Jericho sits up."



When he does-- he's met by a punch from Falkenyork, and out of nowhere- Jericho reverses it back- over.. and he's got the LION TAMER locked in- again!!



HOLY COW. These two are giving the fans- their money's worth right now. "The Original" looked lost out their a minute, and he reverses that Figure-Four, and turns it back in to his finisher, and he has that LION TAMER locked on- good!!



The fans are on their feet, and the arena is buzzing right now.



Out of nowhere- Falkenyork lifts himself up, and begins crawling towards the ropes. Jericho tries to pull him back-- but, Chris Falkenyork isn't going out that way, and he grabs on to that bottom rope-- causing the referee to step in, and force Chris Jericho to break the hold.



Wow. What an intense match-up we're having right now.... ..and that XTREME TROPHY over there-- which has now been melted down- to a GOLDEN NINTENDO WII.. is on the line!! And these two aren't going to give-up that easily.



Falkenyork struggles to get to his feet. And Jericho approaches -- he grabs Falkenyork by the head, and instead-- he's met with an elbow shot to the gut-- followed by an uppercut- from Falkenyork. Falkenyork swings with his right hand-- but, Jericho ducks it, and grabs Falkenyork-- lifting him up-- and executing an ATOMIC DROP!! Falkenyork bounces off- in to the corner, and Jericho charges in-- but, Falkenyork - side-steps him, and trips Jericho up-- so- that his face- bounces off that top turnbuckle. Falkenyork then rolls him up for a pin--



But, then-- Falkenyork- rolls through- that... and LOCKS ON-- the VERSION 7.0!!!



Where did that come from??



He rolled him up- for the school boy, and- instead- he rolled through that- grabs Jericho's legs- turns him over, and now- he has his finisher LOCKED IN!!



Chris Falkenyork is determined to end this match right now!! And he might very well do it....



I don't know if Jericho can hold on? He's been taking a beating all night, and he's got nowhere to go right now. He is face-down- in the middle- of- that XWF Squared Circle, and Chris Falkenyork is trying to make "The Original" tap-out!!



You know. I'm not 100% sure.. but, I don't think either one of these men- have ever tapped out ?



That may- or may- not.. be the case... but, they definitely don't want to be the one- to tap tonight.



Falkenyork looks comfortable out there, and Jericho's face is beat red. He tries to lift himself off the mat- but, Falkenyork applies more pressure. Jericho crawls for those ropes, and he's an inch away-- but, Falkenyork drags him back to the center of the ring, and he leans back. Jericho screams out in pain, and the XWF fans are boo'ing the heck out of Falkenyork right now. Jericho tries to move closer towards- those ropes-- but, he's going nowhere. He looks exhausted, and his eyes start to shut. He may pass right here!!



If he does-- I'm not sure- what's going to happen?



If he can't tap out, and he just falls asleep right there. It very well could be the end of the match.



Just- then-- Jericho pushes himself up, and makes a mad-dash for the ropes. He reaches out, and he GETS THERE!!



Falkenyork is forced to break the hold, and some XWF fans start boo'ing this scenario. You figured they'd be cheering- since Jericho was able to escape from the cluthches- of the Version 7.0.... but, instead-- they seem to have wanted Jericho to lose- this match..



I don't know- seems like these XWF fans are split-down- the middle.. at the moment...



Falkenyork waste no time, and pounds Jericho on the back-- with open right hands, and forearm shots. He lifts him up, and - is met- with a kick to the gut-- and Jericho follows that up-- with a Swinging Neck Breaker!!



Both men- are LAID OUT- on that XWF mat right now, and the only question is... who's going to get up first?



They both seem to be getting to their feet- at the same time, and they lock up- in the center of the ring. Falkenyork throws Jericho in to a side-headlock. But, Jericho forces his way out of that move, and falls to the mat-- grabbing Falkenyork's legs, and pulling them - out- from underneath him. Falkenyork does a face-plant on the mat, and Jericho gets in position- to set- him up- for that LION TAMER!



But, Falkenyork twists his body around, and uses his momentum- to toss - Jericho through those ropes, and- down- to the outside mat!



What- a counter- by Falkenyork!!!



I thought Jericho was about to set- him up, and lock- his finisher- on. But, Falkenyork managed to use all his strength, and energy- to toss Jericho to the outside.



Falkenyork is slower to get to his feet, and he sees Jericho starting to get up- on the outside. Falkenyork leans over the top rope, and grabs Jericho by the hair. But, in- what swift- move.. Jericho throws his hands up, and -- he SMASHES Falkenyork over- the head- with the RING BELL!!



"Holy shit!... Holy shit!... Holy shit!"



That bell- just rung the entire arena, and I'm sure it rattled a few things in Falkenyork's head. That ring- bell fell off- the table earlier-- when Jericho was tossed in to the Time-Keeper...



It must've been laying on that outside mat- near- Jericho, and- he saw it-- took advantage of the situation, and drilled- Falkenyork with a brutal shot- across the forehead!! Falkenyork is laid out on that XWF canvas, and blood is just pouring from his head right now.



That's the 2nd wrestler we've seen tonight- that was busted- WIDE OPEN like that. But, Falkenyork seems to have hit a main- vein... because, blood is simply dripping from his head, and his face is covered in it right now. Jericho is slow to pull himself- up- on that apron. He mounts the top turnbuckle, and he leaps off-- connecting with an ELBOW DROP across Falkenyork's head...



Oh-no.. could this be the end?



"The Original" wraps Falkenyork's legs up......



"...............................1......................



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........



......



.................



....



.. kick out!"



Holy crap- that was close! These XWF fans don't want this match to end-- they are all on their feet, and they are cheering for Falkenyork now..... "FALKEN-YORK.. FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK!!!"



The Jericho fans don't like it, and they start to drown the Falkenyork supporters out-- with a loud chorus of BOO's.



Jericho looks around- surprised to see- so many people on Falkenyork's side.



He attempts to lift Falkenyork up-- but, Falkenyork rolls him up - for a pin-fall...



".............................1................."



..Jericho rolls through it, and he's got Falkenyork pinned now.



".............................1..................



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....



...........



...



....



.... kick out!"



Man-oh-man.. these two don't want to go home yet. Jericho stands to his feet, and he exmaines the situation. He doesn't seem like- he knows what to do. He rolls outside- the ring, and pulls the Time-Keeper off his chair.. he grabs the steel-chair he was sitting on-- folds it up, and brings it in to that XWF ring.



Remember-- it's XTREME RULES.. for that XTREME TROPHY!!



..Jericho slides inside, and waits for Falkenyork to get to his feet. Falkenyork is over by the turnbuckle-- trying to use that post- as leverage, and he's struggling to stand- on his own 2 feet right now. Blood is still gushing from his forehead. He turns around, and Jericho lifts that steel-chair up.. but, Falkenyork- drills him with a SPINNING HEEL KICK!!



The chair- SMASHES in to Jericho's face, and knocks him back down to the canvas.



Both men are laid out right now, and these fans are starting to get restless.....



"FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK..."



"....ORIG-INAL.. ORIG-INAL... ORIG-INAL... ORIG-INAL.. !!"



...Both men start to come to- around the same time. Jericho still has a grip on that Steel Chair. He stands to his feet with it, and Falkenyork gets up- at the same time. Jericho swings with the chair-- but, Falkenyork moves out the way. Falkenyork KICKS Jericho in his side, and Jericho drops the chair. Jericho turns around, and is met- with a kick to the gut-- and Falkenyork follows that up- by grabbing Jericho's head-- spreading his own legs- and falling towards- the mat-- causing Jericho's face- to be planted- in to that XWF canvas!!



That was much- like X-Pac.. use to do it.



Falkenyork rolls him up for the pin.....



"............................1...................



..............................2....................



........



....



..............



.. kick out!"



Falkenyork rolls out of that move, and uses the ropes- to pull himself up- to his feet. He is completely covered in blood right now, and some of it- has even rubbed off on "The Original" Jericho. Falkenyork grabs Jericho by the hair, and manages to get him to his feet-- he Irish Whips him in to the ropes, and when he bounces back- Falkenyork catches him-- with a SPINE BUSTER.. on top of the chair!!!



WOW. What a devastating maneuver to catch Jericho with!



Falkenyork makes the cover--



"................................1.........................



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.............



.....



.........



...



... kick out!"



The fans are going absolutely bonkers right now!! These two are putting on quite the performance. Falkenyork rolls Jericho off the chair, and he grabs the Steel Chair now, and spreads it open a bit.. he places Jericho's leg-- in between the opening- of the chair.. and he's getting ready to crush- that right leg- of Jericho's. A lot of fans are boo'ing now.. but, some of them-- are actually applauding Falkenyork's idea. He jumps up, and jumps down on the chair.. and that Steel-Chair just crushes Jericho's leg!!



You could here- the snap- from here!! Jericho is rolling around.. in obvious pain.. he looks really shook up right now, and Falkenyork pulls the chair off his leg. He folds the chair back up, and he starts smashing it over Jericho's right leg.. over, and over, and over!!



These XTREME WRESTLING FANS... are marking out- for this moment!! They are cheering on Falkenyork, and they are actually liking that Jericho is taking this beating right now.



Truth be told-- Falkenyork has done some damage to that leg. He tosses the chair- to the side, and he grabs Jericho's legs.. he pulls him in to the center of that XWF ring, and he twists him over-- for the VERSION 7.0!!!



Here we go...



..Jericho immediately screams out in pain.. as Falkenyork wrenches back on those legs, and Jericho-- has nowhere to go.



Falkenyork's hands are covered in blood, and he seems to be losing his grip. Jericho crawls for those ropes-- and he GETS THERE!!



Wow. Jericho got out of that move- quick.



He needed to.. or- it was all over for him. Falkenyork looks upset now, as he releases the hold. He gets back up, and he drags Jericho back in to the center of that ring. He goes to turn him over- but, Jericho blocks it, and uses his healthy-left-leg.. to push Falkenyork back, and break the hold. Jericho clings on to the ropes, and starts to slowly make his way to his feet. Falkenyork picks that steel chair back up, and waits for Jericho to stand straight up....



Jericho's gaining his composure on the ropes, and when he turns around-- Falkenyork lifts the chair up, and attempts to smack it over his head.. but, Jericho moves-- and Falkenyork hits the top rope-- instead.. and the Steel Chair-- BOUNCES BACK, and HITS HIM IN HIS OWN FACE!! Jericho dropkicks- Falkenyork's legs, and takes him down.



Jericho-- doesn't waste a second-- and he grabs Falkenyork's legs, and turns him over.



He locks in the LION TAMER!!



This could be it..



Falkenyork looks completely out of it. He's not even moving right now.



Jericho has his finisher- LOCKED IN- and Falkenyork isn't making his move towards the ropes. His face is planted in that XWF canvas, and he's not even moving.



You know- Falkenyork has taken quite a few shots- to the head tonight, and that last- one... when he missed Jericho with the Steel Chair-- that top rope- was his worst enemy, and it completely knocked him out of it- for the time being.



"The Original" was able to capitalize quickly, and now-- he has his submission hold- locked- in...



Falkenyork is trapped in that LION TAMER, and he's not moving at all.



The XWF Fans are chanting..... "FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK!"



You know- we knew it would come down- to the Version 7.0, or the Lion Tamer.. and it has-- both men- have had oppurtunities to put the other away, and right now.. it's not looking good for Falkenyork.



"The Original" Jericho has had that moved locked on for a minute, and Falkenyork has not moved an inch. You wonder if he's saving his energy-- for one more sudden burst to the ropes? Or if he's just really knocked out?



It's hard- to tell - from this angle.. Chris Falkenyork's face is planted on that XWF mat, and a puddle of blood is just forming around him.



The referee gets down, and asks- Falkenyork if he's okay... but, he's not responding. The XWF Fans are boo'ing, and they apparently don't want to see Jericho win this way!!



Well, both men- have battled their hearts out tonight, and if it wasn't for a few miscues... I'm not so sure- Jericho has the upperhand right now. But, he does... Falkenyork is stuck in the center of that ring, and he barely looks alive- right now.



OUT OF NOWHERE... Falkenyork lifts himself up- off the mat, and makes a crawl for the ropes.



He's about to get there-- and Jericho just pulls him back- the center of that XWF Ring. He leans back, and applies more pressure. Falkenyork's face- is completely in that mat right now, and Jericho looks determined to put this one away. Falkenyork's body goes limp, and he ain't moving anymore.



He made- his attempt- for the ropes.. and- that may be-- all he had left--



There is a massive amount of blood spilt right now, and Falkenyork looks - completely out of it.



The referee goes down- to check- on Falkenyork, and he's not responding. Jericho starts shouting: "ASK HIM... ASK HIM!!"



But, Falkenyork says nothing. Instead-- he lifts himself off the mat-- once- more, and you see the blood just pouring from his forehead- So much- blood- that he even spits out some... that must've flowed in to his mouth-- because- you can barely see his face... it's just covered in red... and- that's all his own blood.... I can not believe it. Where is Falkenyork finding this strength?



Falkenyork crawls, and claws for those ropes. He reaches out, and he grabs the bottom rope. The referee asks Jericho to break the hold.. but, he simply pulls Falkenyork off the rope.. and drags him back to the center of the ring. Jericho's leg seems to give out, and he loses his grip.. he releases the Lion Tamer.. but, only for a second.. he grabs Falkenyork's legs, and locks it back- in tighter...



He's got the LION TAMER locked in, and Falkenyork isn't going anywhere.



Man.. how much can Falkenyork take? He's been trapped in that submission -hold.. for what seems like over 5 minutes...



He's not giving up. He refuses to tap out. He had the bottom rope - in his grasp.. he has soaked this XWF ring- in his own blood..... what more- can this man do- right now?



Jericho looks like he's favoring that right knee, and he wants to let go. But, he desperately wants to put Falkenyork away.



Finally- after another 2 minutes- in that hold, and the referee inspecting Falkenyork... he decides - he's going to call the match.



"THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH....... via- REFEREE's decision.... ...and NEW.. Xtreme Trophy Holder..... THE ORIGINAL... Chris Jericho....."



The fans start to boo- like crazy!! They are giving Jericho a ton of heat right now, and he refuses to let go of the hold. He leans back harder, and lifts Falkenyork up.. so- his face- is completely planted on that XWF canvas, and he starts yelling to the referee- who's trying to pry him off of Falkenyork.. he's screaming... "ASK HIM... ASK HIM!!?"



But, the referee informs him-- the match is already over.



But, Jericho doesn't care. He's upset, and he keeps the LION TAMER locked in.



The fans are boo'ing the shit out of "The Original" Jericho right now. He has won the match.. but, he didn't make Falkenyork give-up, and he didn't pin him either... the referee saw-- too much blood, and Falkenyork wasn't responding... he obviously past out, and that was enough for the official to decide.. that this match should end. But, Jericho doesn't seem to be happy with the outcome.



He finally releases the hold, and grabs the Steel Chair. He places Falkenyork's head- in between- the open spaces, and he's going to attempt to crush his kneck- in there!!



Oh- no.. don't let him do this.



Don't let Jericho do this!!



Falkenyork's body is laying lifeless on the mat-- completely surrounded in blood, and Jericho is about to do- something horrible.



The XWF fans are totaly anti-Jericho right now, and they start chanting... "FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK.. FALKEN-YORK.... FALKEN-YORK...!"



Jericho shouts for them all- to SHUT UP, and he gets up on the second turnbuckle, and he looks like he's about to leap off- on to that Steel Chair, and crush- Falkenyork's head in between there... but, instead-- he gets up off the apron, and pulls Falkenyork out of that chair.. he rolls him over- on his back, and he covers him up.... Jericho starts mocking the referee's count...



"...................1.....



...................2......



...................3!......"



Jericho gets up, and raises his hands in victory. He rolls outside the ring, and grabs his new XTREME TROPHY!! He points out- at all the fans- who are boo'ing him, and starts to yell obscene things to them.. as he makes his way up the ramp... Falkenyork is laid out in that XWF Ring, and he has been defeated in this match... but, not the way people expected, or wanted to see it go down. These XWF Fans are showing their displeasure right now.. As Jericho celebrates on top of the ramp, and they boo him some more. Falkenyork doesn't look to be moving at all, and the EMT's rush out- to check on him. Just as they get to him, and inspect him... he starts to come to... he looks around the XWF Arena, and gives the XWF Fans are big- THUMBS UP! The XWF fans let him have it.. with a ton of cheers, and applause. Falkenyork even gets to his feet, and tries to whipe some of the blood out of his eyes. The EMT's, and XWF Officials try to help him out-- but, he refuses their help-- by shoving them away, and makes his way out of that XWF ring.. on his own two feet. He makes his way up the ramp- towards the back, and he looks very disappointed. The XWF Fans give him a proper send off.. by chanting his name some more.... "FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK... FALKEN-YORK!!"



He raises his hands- as he disappears through those curtains--







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The match starts off- with the official announcement:



“THIS NEXT MATCH-UP… is for the XWF World Heavyweight Championship!!



…It is the FINALS- for the Second Chance Tournament, and Jesse Jones will have to defeat Carlos Shotgun- in 2- back- to - back matches.. If he is to be the winner tonight. All - Carlos Shotgun must do-- since- he won his 2 previous tournament matches… is- defeat - Jesse Jones.. ONE TIME… and- he will be rewarded with the XWF CHAMPIONSHIP. Thank you.. -- and now-- for the contestants….



“JESSE JONES!!”



Out comes the Mad Dogg- to some crazy- xtreme music, and he slowly makes his way out. He claps the XWF fans hands- as he makes his way down the ramp, and even circles- the ring.. Clapping as many hands as possible. He grabs a kid’s poster- that says-- “YOU JUST GOT MAD DOGGED!” .. He holds it up for the cameras, and slides back - in to the ring.



And his opponent--



“CARLOS SHOTGUN!”



Out comes Carlos Shotgun- to a series of cheers- from the crowd. They seem to be somewhat- split.. In the decision. But, a lot of them- seem to have Carlos Shotgun’s back- at this point in the evening. But, judging by the last match-- for the Xtreme Trophy.. You can - tell.. That- these fans- can turn at any moment.



There’s 128,000 fans- in this new Dallas, Texas Stadium…



As Carlos walks up the steel steps, and stands out on that XWF apron-- he looks around- the stadium, and soaks it all in. He’s a veteran- and he’s been in this spotlight before- Unlike- Jesse Jones.. Who hasn’t been a consistent star in the XWF.. He’s not too familiar with these type of Main Events. Sure, he’s been on a lot of Weekly Shows, and he’s fought on his fair- share - of XWF Pay-Per Views.. But, he’s not use- to having to compete for the XWF Championship- like this…. Not on- this stage…



Carlos Shotgun steps through the ropes, and he walks right up to Jesse Jones’. They are face- to - face.. For the 2nd time tonight. Earlier-- Carlos Shotgun took advantage of Jesse Jones’ miscue, and scored himself a victory-- via- the SHARP SHOOTER. Now, the referee is in between them, and he has that XWF CHAMPIONSHIP raised high-- above them.. With their faces- not- but- 2 inches from each other. This is definitely an historic moment- for this company, and- these XWF Fans are taking a massive amount of photos, and making sure- they get- to capture this event.



The referee steps back, and hands the XWF Title-- to one of the men- on the outside. He looks at both men, and makes sure they’re ready-- and he calls- for the BELL…



*DING* *DING*



And this match-- is underway.



Strap- yourselves in-- we might be here awhile.



This- MAIN EVENT-- has got me-- locked in, and I’ve got goose bumps. Can you believe it?



I sure can. I barely can hear myself think- right now. This crowd- is crazy out here!!



These XWF Fans are very loyal, and they expect a great show here tonight… especially between these 2.



The match gets started with Carlos Shotgun, and Jesse Jones locking up. Carlos throws him in to a quick- side-headlock, and Jesse pushes him off towards the ropes… Carlos bounces back, and knocks Jesse Jones down-- with a shoulder block. He takes back off- towards the ropes, and Jesse Jones stands up. He leaps over Carlos Shotgun-- as he bounces back, and when Carlos hits the ropes-- and bounces back-- towards Jesse Jones he’s met- with a Spinning Heel Kick-- that knocks Carlos Shotgun-- through the ropes-- and down to the outside mat!



The fans explode!!



They’re probably happy to see Jesse Jones on the offensive. He was able to hold his own- against Jon Hampton- for awhile there.. But, “The Messiah of Xtreme“-- HHH simply pulverized him, and Carlos Shotgun didn’t give him an inch-- that entire match.



Jesse Jones rests up on the inside, and waits for Carlos Shotgun to get back- in- on his own. Carlos steps up on the apron-- afraid to roll in under the bottom rope--



Or just smart enough-- not to get the boots put to him…



He stands up on the apron, and waits for Jesse Jones to move back-- once he does.. He steps in, and Jesse attacks--



He charges in, and they lock up. Jesse backs Carlos up in to the corner-- with a choke hold, and Carlos tries to fight him off. He eventually drills Jesse with a knee shot- to the gut, and actually- executes a head-butt-- that stalls Jesse for a moment, and allows Carlos to mount the turnbuckle. Once- he does- he leaps off- the 2nd- turnbuckle, and Jesse catches him, and immediately spins- around, and slams- him to the canvas-- in one- swift- move!!



Ouch! That was harsh.



Carlos Shotgun will be feeling that one in the morning…



Jesse Jones makes the cover……



“………………………1.………………..



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…Kick out!”



Jesse stands to his feet, and goes to lift Carlos Shotgun up- with him. But, he’s met- by a stiff- uppercut, and Carlos follows that up-- with BULLDOG!! He shoves- Jesse’s face- in that XWF canvas, and he quickly- turns it in- to a Sleeper-hold-- which he turns- in to a Crippler Crossface!!



Uh-oh.. He’s going for that shoulder- of Jesse’s.. hoping that it’s still feeling the effects- of that spear- a couple hours ago.



He’s definitely hoping that Jesse is favoring that shoulder, and figures-- he could work on it now, and it’ll- prevent him- from being able- to- execute all the moves- he wants… I mean, Jesse’s not a big guy, and a few- hard shots.. To the same- area.. Will definitely do some damage.



Carlos is really wrenching back on him, and he’s even gauging at his eyes. The referee warns him about grabbing the eyes-- but, Carlos refuses to let- go.. He pulls back harder, and Jesse reaches- out for those ropes. He’s close-- but, he can’t quite get there. Carlos pulls back harder, and you can see Jesse’s face is turning red. -- Eventually Carlos Shotgun lets go on his own, and gets to his feet- stomping Jesse’s shoulder.. He then- places it on top of the bottom rope, and uses the 2nd- rope- as leverage- to- JUMP UP, and SIT DOWN.. On Jesse’s arm…



Jesse yells out in pain, and rolls around the mat- grasping his arm. Carlos kicks his shoulder, and back- some more, and even- scrapes the heel- of his boot- on Jesse’s face.



Carlos goes to lift Jesse Jones up, and Jesse attempts to roll him up- for a pin. But, Carlos clobbers him with a hard- forearm shot, and lifts him - up- on his feet, and drills him- with a SNAP SUPLEX!!



Carlos gets back to his feet, and he locks on the Crippler Crossface- yet- again!!



He’s going to wear- this kid out, and he’s going to do it- the right way. By staying on that XWF mat, and -- draining him down.. With- smart- technical moves…. Jesse is susceptible to pain… and- Carlos is exposing his weakness- right now!



The referee asks Jesse is he’s okay, and he says- yes. Carlos gets pissed-- and pulls back on the submission-hold.. Harder. He’d like to get rid of Jesse Jones now, and hold- that XWF Championship.. Once again!!



Carlos has been one of the greatest XWF Champions- this company has ever seen. Truly the epitome of a MAIN EVENTER, and he’s proving it right now. He’s always on top of his game. He’s always ready to make something happen, and-- he knows how to get it done. He’s been fooled before, and Jesse, and Xavier definitely did- some damage to him-- at the XTREME GAUNTLET match.. Just a few weeks back….



Yeah, I’m sure Carlos hasn’t forgot that--



Jesse is crawling for those ropes-- as Carlos claws- at his eyes- some more, and the referee- is asking him-- to release the hold-- if he continues to gauge his eyes.



Carlos-- eventually lets go- again- on his own, and he gets up in the referee’s face.



Carlos Shotgun says something along the lines, of: “MIND YOUR BUISNESS… and DO YOUR JOB!”



..He backs up- off the official, and pulls Jesse Jones off the mat. He places him between his legs, and he’s going to go for a Pile Driver-- but, Jesse blocks it, and sends Carlos- up- over- his head, and down-- to that XWF canvas- with a thud!



Jesse holds on to the ropes, and waits for Carlos to get back up.. When he does-- he charges in, and goes for a kick to the gut-- but Carlos grabs his foot-- he spins- Jesse around, and Jesse attempts a SPINNING HEEL KICK.. But, Carlos ducks it, and he’s still got a hold of Jesse’s foot-- he wraps him around, and he’s got him in the SHARPSHOOTER!!



Oh- no.. here we go again!!



Carlos is going to try to make Jesse tap- for the 2nd time tonight… with that excruciatingly painful finisher…



Shotgun- has been putting away- opponents- all night- with that Sharp Shooter.. It’s been his saving grace-- his whole career, and he’s put- it together tonight… he’s got it locked in, and Jesse makes a move- for those ropes. But, Carlos pulls him back, and tries- to lock- it back in tighter--



But, by doing - that.. He loses his grip, and Jesse makes a crawl for the ropes-- and GETS THERE!!



Carlos is forced to break the hold, and he gets up in the officials face- again..



Shotgun seems to be very frustrated with how this official- is calling this match tonight.



He should be worried- about.. Doing his own job.. .and getting Jesse Jones- the hell out of there!! The quicker- the better- at this moment.. The longer he stays in there-- the better- chance- he has-- of actually pulling off this upset.



Jesse is slow to get to his feet, and using the ropes as leverage. Carlos gives him a swift kick to the gut, and drags him back to the center of the ring-- PLANTING Jesse- with a DDT!!



Nicely- executed- by Carlos Shotgun… he’s going for the cover- now….



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…. Kick out!”



Well, I’m not surprised- Jesse is kicking out of a DDT like that. He has- been taking a beating-- all night.. He was Pedigreed through a table.. And- somehow- survived that massacre… he’s been put - in multiple submission holds tonight.. From the Leg Scissors- to the Crossface-- to the Sharpshooter, and there’s no telling- how much damage that has done to his body.



Carlos- is a pretty fresh man out there. He didn’t struggle that much- with either competitor… he’s had a great night so far, and he’s one- pin-fall, or one- submission away.. From getting the job done…



Carlos lifts Jesse up, and connects-- with a High Angle- Suplex!!



He goes up top, and he points at- his knee…



He’s been going for this shot-- all night- it seems, and I can’t remember if he’s 50-50.. Or- if he hasn’t hit a single - one yet.



Carlos leaps off the top turnbuckle, and his - knee- meets- his target… Jesse’s face.



He rolls him up- for the cover….



“……………………..1.…………..



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………



…. Kick out!”



Carlos needed to do a better job - of hooking that leg, and- he might have just scored himself an early victory.



Well, Carlos would love to get out of this one- like that. But, you knew- it was going to be a lot harder to get rid of Jesse Jones.



Carlos lifts Jesse Jones up by the hair, and drills him- with an open- right hand!!



Jesse almost falls to a knee, and Carlos simply drags him closer- to the ropes.



Carlos Shotgun goes to mount the top turnbuckle, and he grabs Jesse Jones’ arm. He glances out at all the XWF Fans- before walking that top- rope.. Much- like the Undertaker would do it. He’s going to attempt that “OLD SCHOOL” move right now--



Right before- he leaps off- to drill- Jesse’s arm… Jesse pulls Carlos off the rope, and drills him with a kick to the shin, and follows that up-- by latching on, and flipping him over-- with a PERFECT PLEX!!



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…



…. 3!”



Holy shit! He got him. Jesse Jones pulled that move- out of nowhere-- a brilliantly executed- pinning combination, and he scores the first victory over Carlos Shotgun.



..I’m surprised he could hold - on.. With that injured- shoulder… but, when- the XWF Title is on the line… you have to- take - it- to that extra limit, and I think he was able- to- just hold on tight- for dear- life.



Now-- it’s down- to ONE MORE official match…. The new XWF Champion.. will be the man- who can pin, or make the next man - submit.



Wow. What a battle we’ve had so far- here tonight. Carlos Shotgun was gaining all the momentum early- on. He got a little over confident, and tried to- do something- uncharacteristic- of himself… he let- up for one moment, and Jesse Jones took advantage. What an extraordinary opening to this- MAIN EVENT.



You know- “NEW BEGINNINGS” has been a great name for this event--



We have seen- The Messiah of Xtreme wrestle for the last time, and we- witnessed Rage, and Crimson Tide-- winning the last official TAG TEAM match- in XWF History!!



We’ve had the Xtreme Trophy change hands… we saw the return of War Machine, and the Phan-- and feud-- has apparently turned in-- to a STRAP MATCH.. At Xtreme Mania Decade… for our ONE NIGHT ONLY event!! We’ve got one more match to decide this, and both superstar- are on their feet, and they are ready to go back- to work…



WHO WILL COME OUT OF “NEW BEGINNINGS” as the NEXT XWF WORLD CHAMPION???







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(----Jesse Jones- was defeated earlier in the night-- by Carlos Shotgun- via the Sharp Shooter.. he then went on- to defeat- "The Messiah of Xtreme", and Jon Hampton-- now- he has just pinned - Carlos Shotgun- by- using- the Perfect Plex.)



(Carlos Shotgun- has made- Jesse Jones, and Jon Hampton- tap out- to the Sharpshooter- he just took his first loss- of the evening, and now it's even. The winner of this MAIN EVENT, and the new- XWF HEAVY WEIGHT WORLD CHAMPION- will be the one- who picks up this next- victory------)



Both men are on their feet, and Carlos looks furious. He glances around the arena with wide-eyes, and he can't believe what just happened. He looks Jesse Jones dead in the eyes, and Jesse simply nods towards him. As to say: "Whenever you're ready."



They approach each other, and lock up in the middle of the ring. Carlos backs Jesse Jones down, and gives him a vicious chop.... "WOOOOOOOO!"



And another- "WOOOOOOOOOO!"



And another- "WOOOOOOOOOO!"



Carlos whips Jesse across the ring, and his back smashes the corner. Carlos rushes in for a BELLY SPLASH-- but, Jesse moves just in time, and Carlos catches the turnbuckle instead. Jesse gets behind him, and rolls him up for the quick-pin.....



".....................1...................



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..



.... kick out!"



Carlos rolls out of it, and gets up first. Jesse's slow to get to his feet, and he catches a kick to the mid-section for his troubles. Followed up- by.. a hard-uppercut from Carlos Shotgun! Carlos whips him to the ropes, and Jesse bounces back. Carlos runs in, and drills him with a flying forearm shot!



That takes Jesse down to the canvas, and Carlos quickly goes to work on him. He extends Jesse's arm above his head, and he presses down on his neck-- almost like a Vulcon-Death-Grip! He starts wearing Jesse down- by working on those pressure points. Jesse manages to find enough strength- to work himself off the canvas, and he delivers an elbow shot to Carlos' gut. Jesse takes off towards the ropes, and bounces back-- he goes for a FLYING CLOTHESLINE-- but, Shotgun ducks it, and Jesse smacks the canvas- before rolling to the outside of the ring.



Jesse looks pretty hurt on that last- botched move. He's rolling outside- to gain his composure, and Carlos isn't going to stand back, and wait. He mounts the turnbuckle nearest Jesse Jones, and he stands up- on the tippy top. He waits for Jesse to start getting to his feet, and he jumps off- in a Cross Body- fashion- and smashes Jesse- as he turns around- and attempts to catch him! But, instead-- they both just splatter across that outside- mat, and the XWF Fans are loving it!!



Carlos gets to his knees, and picks Jesse Jones up with him. He tosses Jesse on top of our announce table--



What's he doing this for? Jesse already ruined our Spanish Announce Table... why do they got to come take their personal problems- out- on us??



It was "The Messiah of Xtreme" who Pedigreed "the Mad Dogg" through that Spanish Announce Table earlier-- now--- Carlos Shotgun sets Jesse Jones up, and he looks like he wants to go for a BULLET BOMB!!



Oh- man.. if he hits this-- it's lights out for Jesse Jones.



But, Jesse blocks it, and tosses- Carlos -up, and over- his back, and down to the rubble.. that was left by that Spanish Announce Table earlier..



Jesse rests on our Announce Table for a moment.. before- rolling off- on to the mat, and both men- just lay there- lifeless.



They're lucky you can't lose this one- by - countout.. Or- it might already be over. They both struggle to get up, and Jesse is the first to his feet. He walks over to Carlos- who is on- one knee, and attempts to pick him up- by the hair. Carlos lays a nice- right hand- shot-- in to Jesse's stomach- and stalls him a moment. Jesse- lays in- to Carlos Shotgun's face- now-- with an over-hand- right- shot! He picks him up, and he quickly Suplexes - Carlos Shotgun- down- on the outside mat!!



Jesse gets to his feet, and rolls in the ring-- he tries- to recover a bit. While- Carlos works on getting back up- off that outside mat.



The fans are seemingly split down the middle. A lot of groans from the crowd- at this moment. They want to see the action- get back in the ring.



After laying there a moment-- Jesse Jones rolls back outside, and picks Carlos Shotgun up. He rolls him in to the ring, and he mounts the turnbuckle. Jesse signals to the crowd- before- LEAPING OFF, and going for a LEG-DROP!!



..But, Carlos rolls out of the way, and Jesse's thigh simply slams the canvas!



Jesse sits there- stunned for a moment- while Carlos uses the ropes- to help pull himself up. He walks over to Jesse- as he's getting to his knees, and grabs him by the hair. He forces him over to the corner, and Carlos hits him- with a hard- chop... "WOOOOOOO!"



He picks Jesse up, and places him on the top turnbuckle. He mounts the corner- with him, and he's going to attempt a Suplex- from the Top Rope! Holy shit- if he hits this- Jesse's done for..



But, Jesse blocks- him, and hits him with a nice- right hand! That knocks Carlos to the mat, and Jesse stands up-- before leaping off-- DRILLING-- Carlos Shotgun with that Big-Leg frop the Top!!



Oh man-- he hit it this time.



Nice- move- by Jesse Jones, and he's going for the cover now...



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...



.... foot on the rope!"



That was too close- for Carlos Shotgun.



He squeezed that foot out of there, and got it on the bottom rope- before it was too late. But, Jesse Jones has got to be happy- he even landed that move- this time.



Definitely a huge risk- for him to even attempt that Leg Drop again. But, he was hoping it would pay off.



Jesse stands up slowly, and drags Carlos closer to the center of the ring. He stands still, and jumps off- dropping another LEG- across- Carlos Shotgun's throat. He goes for the quick cover......



"..............................1......................



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...



.. kick out!"



Jesse Jones just wants to end this match now, and get his hands on that XWF Championship- for the first time.. in his long- XWF- career!



But, Carlos Shotgun has been dying to hold that title.. for quite some time now, and he will do anything it takes- To stay in this match, and gain that victory!



Jesse starts lifting Carlos up, and then takes off towards the ropes-- he comes bouncing back, and hits- Carlos Shotgun with a Cross Body- that he turns in to a pinning combination.



"..............................1......................



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... foot on the rope!"



Nice- try by Jesse Jones. He knows Carlos is struggling to find his place- in that XWF Ring right now, and he's going to keep trying to pin those shoulders down, and score the victory.



We all know- that pinning Carlos- will be a hell of a lot easier.. than trying to make this man- Tap Out. I'm not sure- Shotgun's ready to give up the XWF Championship.. that way..



Jesse looks confused out there, and he starts wearing Carlos Shotgun down with a Sleeperhold. He then picks Carlos up- the best he can, and sets him down.. face first- on the middle rope. Carlos Shotgun's head- is sticking outside- towards- the crowd. Jesse backs up a few feet, and charges in-- he grabs those ropes- and he goes for a "619"... He SMACKS- Carlos across the face- with those legs of his, and it knocks Carlos back in to the ring. The crowd is celebrating- that move!!



What impact- he had- with that one. Nearly knocked Shotgun's teeth- down- his throat.



Jesse crawls over to Carlos, and puts an arm over him.



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.. he kicks out!"



My-oh-my! Carlos Shotgun is desperately holding on right now.



-Ever since he went for that Bullet Bomb- on top of our Announce Table.. he hasn't been able to- do anything- to Jesse Jones. Jesse reversed it, and he's been in complete control.. since that moment....



Jesse throws Carlos in to a Sleeperhold, and works him down to the mat- some more.



The referee eventually checks on Carlos-- by lifting his arm.....



"......... ... he lifts it ONCE..........



..it DROPS!................



........... he lifts Shotgun's arm.. for the 2nd time......



it drops!...............



....... the referee lifts his arm.. for the 3rd time.............



...... Carlos manages to keep his arm up, and starts shaking it!"



Carlos reaches back, and starts pounding on Jesse's head-- he then gets a sudden burst of energy, and starts lifting himself off the mat. Jesse keeps the hold- locked in-- but, Shotgun isn't stopping his progress. He manages to get them both- to their feet, and Carlos delivers a hard elbow shot- to the mid-section... and another elbow-shot! And-another! And - another- elbow- shot!!



Finally Carlos takes off towards the ropes, and when he bounces back-- Jesse-- MISSES HIM-- with a Clothesline... Carlos ducks it, and continues towards the other ropes-- he hits them-- and bounces back - towards Jesse. But, Jesse bends down, and waits for Carlos to leap him. But, Carlos hits the brakes, and gives Jesse a swift kick- to the face!!



Oh man. What a shot!



Jesse stands straight up, and looks stunned. Carlos kicks him in the gut, and places him between his legs- he lifts him up, and he goes for a BULLET BOMB!!



...He CONNECTS WITH IT!!



Shotgun lays Jones out- with that Finisher- of his, and that might do it....



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.. foot on the rope!"



The crowd seems stunned! They are all on their feet, and the front-row- section starts chanting "TWOOOO!"



It was soo- close- I can not believe it, and neither can- Carlos Shotgun.



Carlos is sitting up in the ring- with an absolutely shocked look on his face. He connected with that Bullet Bomb- perfectly! But, Jesse was just too close to the ropes, and he managed to - get- his foot on there.. before it was too late.



Wow- That was a real close call, and Carlos doesn't waste any time. He drags Jesse Jones to the center of the ring, and he turns him over... he's going for the SHARPSHOOTER!!.



And- he LOCKS IT IN!!



Carlos Shotgun has his finisher- locked on.....



Oh- no.. the last time Jesse Jones experienced this submission... he tapped pretty early. Now- some speculate-- if he wanted to get out of that hold- before causing further injury to that leg, or - if he simply couldn't hold on long enough. Regardless- he tapped awhile ago, and he's trapped in the center of that XWF Ring-- right now!!



That ring is completely covered in Blood Stains-- from our last match- with Falkenyork, and "The Original"... and- right now- Jesse's face- is completely buried in that mat. He screams out in pain-- as Carlos Shotgun leans back, and tries to get rid of Jones--



If Jesse taps-- Carlos Shotgun will be the NEW-- XWF- World Heavyweight Champion..... if not-- the match continues, and who knows- how it will end??



Jesse is trying to hold on, and he makes his push towards the ropes.



Carlos tries to hold his ground- and keep the move - locked- in. But, Jesse Jones pulls with all his might, and reaches his hand out there. He's inches away from grabbing the ropes, and the fans are cheering for him. He puts his hand out-- and reaches- for it....... HE'S GOT IT!!



..The XWF- Fans- EXPLODE!!



The Arena is full of "Mad Dogg" fans- right now, and they are loving- what they're seeing.



They hoped he could hold on, and prolong this match- a little bit.. and- that's what he did.



Carlos breaks the hold, and starts stomping away on Jesse Jones. He gets in the referee's face- again-- as he picks Jesse up- off the ground. Jesse's body seems- lifeless- as he gets to a knee, and eventually stands to his feet. Carlos- works him over- to the corner.



Carlos chops him once: "WOOOOO!", and then starts jabbing away at him. Jesse looks dazed- as Carlos backs up, and Jesse tries to grab on to him- Carlos DRILLS Jesse with an open-right hand, and Jesse falls to a knee. Carlos goes to lift him up off the mat, and swing him in to the opposite corner. But, Jesse somehow hits the breaks, and reverses it.. he tosses Carlos- RIGHT IN TO THE OFFICIAL!!



The referee goes down hard, and Jesse falls back in to the ropes. He's using them for balance- to stay on his feet. Carlos bends down, and checks on the referee for a moment. Before turning around, and throwing Jones in to a side-headlock.... Jesse pushes Carlos off of him-- towards the ropes. Carlos bounces back, and knocks Jesse down- with a hard- shoulder block. Carlos takes off towards the ropes again-- he jumps on the 2nd rope, and SPRINGBOARDS back towards Jesse Jones, and LANDS ON HIM!! He wraps his leg up for the pin.........



.....but, the referee is knocked out for the time being. Carlos looks pissed- as he gets up off of Jesse, and tries to wake the referee up. Eventually- Carlos decides to just walk over to one of the corners, and starts taking the padding - off of the turnbuckle- exposing the metal.



Uh-oh.



Oh-no.. don't tell me- he's going to try to ram Jesse Jones' head in to that thing!



Carlos gets it off, and goes to pick Jesse off the ground. He goes to whip him in to the corner-- but, Jesse hits the breaks-- kicks Carlos in the gut, and out of nowhere-- he goes for a Twist of Fate--



But, Carlos reverses it, and lifts Jesse off the ground-- and DROPS him backwards towards the canvas. Jesse's faceplants off the ground, and Carlos covers him up again... but, there's still no referee.



Who's THAT?? Coming from the top of the ramp?? Dressed in a referee's uniform??



It's--



It's--



It's-- GOLDWIRE!!



Holycrap. What is he doing out here?



Goldwire sprints towards the ring, and slides in. Carlos latches Jesse Jones in a Rear-Naked- Choke Hold submission. Goldwire gets down on his knees, and starts checking on Jesse Jones. He tells Carlos-- that Jesse isn't giving up. Then-- Goldwire starts counting Carlos off.... "....1 ... 2 ... 3... .4.... 5... LET GO OF HIM!!... .. 1... 2... 3.. 4.... 5... LET HIM GO!!"



Carlos refuses to listen to the "new referee". He gets frustrated with Goldwire yelling in his face though-- so, he releases the hold, and backs Goldwire up in to the corner. Goldwire tells him to get out of his face-- and Carlos turns back around-- like he's going to direct his attention towards Jesse Jones. But, instead-- he quickly turns around-- BOOTS Goldwire in the stomach-- lifts- the big man off the canvas, and walks him over- POWERBOMBING him-- on top of the "original referee"!!



WOW. That's going to do some damage.



That was pretty foolish on Shotgun's part. The referee was finally starting to get to his knees, and make a full recovery in this match, and Shotgun drops Goldwire on top of him-- with a BULLET BOMB!!



Carlos uses his knees- to roll Goldwire out of the ring, and then-- he re-directs his attention- to Jesse Jones. He goes to lift him up, and places him between his legs-- for a Bullet Bomb.. ..



Shotgun picks him up, and right as Jesse gets to the top. He wraps his legs around Shotgun's neck, and he twists him around, and actually- LANDS-- a nice- Leg Scissors Take Down!!



..That he actually- turns-- in to a LEG SCISSORS CHOKE HOLD!!



Oh- man.. here we go. Jesse Jones has got Carlos Shotgun locked in that submission hold.. that he used earlier in the Summer of 2008.. to put Xavier Summers away!!



You know- this would be fitting fashion-- for "The Mad Dogg" to send Shotgun out this way... but, there's no referee, and there's no one to stop this match-- if Shotgun were to tap!!



Jesse squeezes with all his might. He looks exhausted, and he's trying with everything he can-- to stay in this match, and wear Carlos Shotgun down.



Carlos has definitely taking his fair share- of hard spots- in this one. But, he's been in control for most of this match. If it wasn't for that slip-up earlier.. Carlos would still be safe-- with zero losses. But, he allowed Jesse Jones to put him away-- with that Perfect Plex, and now-- he's trapped- in that Leg Scissors Choke Hold. There's no telling what's going to happen.



Not- when there's an official down. I mean, he was put out of commission when Shotgun dropped Goldwire on top of him- with that brutal Bullet Bomb-



Carlos is kicking around- and slamming his hands on the mat. He doesn't appear to be tapping-- he's just in a lot of pain, and he's trying to do whatever he can-- to escape from this terrible choke hold.



After about another minute-- Jesse Jones releases the hold, and he crawls over to the official-- he's trying to wake him up-- so- that he can make his move, and try to put this match away.



Carlos Shotgun is grasping at his throat, and he looks to be complete choked out of it right now. He's trying to gain his bearings, and get to his feet. But, Jesse Jones is up first, and he stomps on Carlos Shotgun's back-- and ANOTHER vicious boot- shot- across his back. Jones backs up a few feet, and uses Shotgun's back-- to leap off of it, and land- on the corner. He sets himself up, and- what appears- to be- in - one- slight- move, he does a complete 360- spin- in the air, and his knees- LAND-- across the back- of Carlos Shotgun!!! What a move- by Jesse Jones.



I don't even know what to call that one.



What a sickening manuever. I can't believe he actually pulled that one off.



He seemingly did it out of nowhere. Using Shotgun as a prop, and then comes back-- LANDING HARD- on him!!



Jesse goes for the cover... but, there's still no referee.



The crowd is on their feet right now, and they are loving the action. But, they are trying to see what is going on with that referee...



He is been knocked out for a couple minutes, and right now-- Jesse Jones is trying to lift Carlos Shotgun to his feet. He is struggling to lift him up, and Shotgun's struggling to get to his feet. He finally gets him up, and Shotgun goes for a punch-- but, Jesse blocks it, and delivers a hard- shot of his own! Shotgun goes for another punch-- but, it's blocked again, and Jesse connects with another counter-shot- across his skull. Shotgun falls to a knee, and Jesse picks him back up.. he whips him in to the corner-- with the exposed-- turnbuckle--- but, Shotgun reverses it, and sends Jesse Jones flying-- back-- first-- in to that exposed-- turnbuckle!!



Jesse slams in to it hard, and it seems to have stunned him a bit. He walks forward a few steps- towards Carlos Shotgun, and Carlos-- grabs his head-- tucks him over, and-- goes-- for a Twist of Fate- of his own-- but, Jesse blocks it, and grabs for Shotgun's legs-- he grabs one, and he rolls him over-- in to a pinning combination-- but, then he quickly turns it in to- his version- of the SHARPSHOOTER!!



Oh- wow! "The Mad Dogg" just reversed his own finisher, and now-- he has Carlos Shotgun-- locked- in his version.. of his finisher!



If that's not exciting action-- I don't know what it is. Jesse Jones has Carlos Shotgun's face planted in that mat, and he's got the Sharpshooter locked on pretty good!



He looks real comfortable out there- surprisingly-- he's taken a few hard shots tonight-- but, he's been able to dish- it back- to Shotgun, and it's made for a terrific contest thus far. Shotgun's face is right in front of the referee's, and he's screaming out in pain!!



If he taps- here.. the referee- might not even notice.



That official-- really needs to come to.... the reserve-- referee- they sent in.. Goldwire-- he got his ass Bulletbombed.. on top of that damn official!!



Yeah-- that had to take a lot out of him-- he's not a trained professional- like these 2 men. They have put on quite a battle thus far, and right now-- Jesse Jones- has his version of the Sharpshooter-- locked in, and he seems like he's just going to wait-- until Shotgun taps out, and the official notices...



Carlos Shotgun lifts himself off the mat, and starts crawling for the ropes. He's getting closer- and closer... he reaches out--



But, Jesse Jones pulls him back to the center of the ring--



And out of nowhere-- Carlos Shotgun reverses it on "the Mad Dogg"-- he's got him locked in to a Figure-Four Leglock!!!



The fans explode with excitement!! And just like that-- Shotgun changes the balance of the match.



If the referee comes to, and Jesse Jones is tapping by that point-- it's all over with.



Shotgun seems to have it locked on tight. Jesse's got nowhere to go.. He's grabbing at his own hair-- trying to distract himself-- from the pain. He tries to reach up to grab Shotgun's head-- but, Shotgun just squeezes his legs together- tighter, and really puts the pressure on Jones!! He has got that Figure Four -- locked in-- beautifully!!



Jesse Jones looks helpless out there. He's already survived a Bulletbomb of his own.. he was able to escape from the clutches of the Sharpshooter-- he took a nasty shot- in to that exposed- turnbuckle, and he's still holding on. He's not tapping yet-- but, I don't think that matters. Even if he did- the referee is still laid out...



I'm not sure what's going to happen. But, that official needs to get back up-- so he can call the rest of this match.



What a great MAIN EVENT we've had here tonight...



Absolutely! These fans are on their feet, and they are ready to see a NEW-- XWF Champion.. CROWNED!!



Shotgun looks exhausted-- as Jesse sits up a bit, and starts laying a few shots-- in to Shotgun's face. He even- rakes at his eyes-- to try to get him to break the hold. But, Shotgun just pulls back harder, and Jesse Jones begins to tap!!



Oh- man.. "the Mad Dogg" is tapping!! He's slamming his palms on the mat, and he's ready to be released from that hold. But, Carlos Shotgun keeps it locked in tight.. if he's going to win this-- he's got to keep it together-- until the referee wakes up!!



Jesse has nowhere to go. He can't crawl anywhere.. he's laying near the official, and Carlos Shotgun is leaning back-- and he's wrenching away-- at Jesse Jones-- who is continuously tapping!



-- This match- should be all Shotgun's.. but, there's no referee to make the call.



All- of a sudden---



Over- the loud speakers-- you hear--



"TIME TO PLAY THE GAME........



... TIME TO PLAY THE GAMMMMME!



muahahahaha!"



"The Messiah of Xtreme's" theme music begins to play, and Shotgun peaks over his shoulders- to see- if HHH is really coming out. Shotgun's still got Jones in that Figure-Four Leg-Lock-- and he's looking over his shoulders- to make sure HHH isn't really coming out. Jesse-- who has been tapping for the past minute.. sees- the referee coming to- and he stops....



Shotgun is still looking back- over his shoulders-- at the ramp-- anticipating something--



The referee is - back in commission, and Jesse Jones-- immediately sits-up-- off the canvas-- so his shoulders aren't touching the mat.



The referee crawls over-- with the theme music- still playing in the background. The referee sees Shotgun's shoulders on the mat--- and begins making his slow-- 3 - count....



"....................................................1............................



Carlos Shotgun is distracted-- his shoulders on the mat-- his head looking back-- towards that entrance ramp..



......................................................2............................



..He thinks it's Jesse Jones who is tapping out!! He's not even paying attention... the referee is going to raise his arm-- for that last count..... ..the fans start cheering--



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.....



3!"



The theme music- cuts off, and the referee calls for the bell--



Shotgun sits up, and he notices the referee is- moving around-- he hears the bell, and he believes that Jesse Jones has tapped out!! He releases the Figure-Four-Leg-Lock, and he slowly gets to his feet. He raises his hands in victory- as the fans-- go- absolutely crazy-- for Jesse Jones!! Carlos Shotgun- has NO IDEA- that he has just been defeated.. by - a pinning combination--



He wasn't aware that the referee was making the count-- he thought it was Jones still tapping, and with the distraction from "The Messiah of Xtreme".. he wasn't able to sit-up in time, and break the 3-count! Jesse Jones has just snuck away-- with a victory... and now-- the official- announcement:



"THE WINNER OF THIS MATCH.... and NEW--- XWF-- World Heavy Weight- Champion......



The Mad Dogg--.. Jesse .. Jones!!"



The loyal- XWF Fans start celebrating!! Some of the Shotgun fans are disappointed, and they are boo'ing the outcome of this MAIN EVENT match.



--Shotgun looks confused as hell-- he grabs the referee-- and throws him in to the corner-- He grabs him by the collar, and he demands answers!!



..It took- Jesse Jones-- his entire career-- to finally be able- to capture- that XWF CHAMPIONSHIP!!... He went through 3 men- tonight.. in order- to do it. He lost to Shotgun earlier-- via- the Sharpshooter... but, he was able to score- 2- nice- victories-- over HHH, and Hampton.. and- somehow-- he found a way-- to beat- Shotgun .. not once-- but twice-- HERE TONIGHT!!




Carlos Shotgun is in utter disbelief. He tosses the official to the canvas, and he makes his way outside the ring. He rushes over to the time- keeper, and he snatches the belt-- off his hands--



He raises the XWF CHAMPIONSHIP in the air!!-- As- if- it were his own...



He starts walking around the outside of the ring- about to go up the ramp, and Mr. Lucente appears from the top of the ramp---



XWF Owner-- Michael Lucente: "I'm sorry.. Carlos... I really am! I have nothing but the utmost respect for you. You have been in this buisness.. a long time, and you have busted your ass for my company-- for many years! But, tonight.. just wasn't your night. I'd like to restart the match.. but, it's out of my hands. You exposed that turnbuckle.. he was able to fool the referee... fair- is fair, and I'm sorry to say..... well-- not really that sorry..... because, the man-- who IS-- the NEW -- XWF World Champion.. is none other.. than-- the Mad Dogg.. Jesse Jones!! ... So.. congratulations to him, and if you don't mind.. I'd appreciate it.. if you gave that belt... to it's rightful owner..."



Carlos Shotgun looks furious. He stares around at the jam-packed arena, and back down at that XWF World Heavy Weight Championship.... he holds it close to his face, and puts his head up next to it-- like it was a little, new born baby. He then glances in- at Jesse Jones in the ring-- and he finally slides the belt inside. Carlos Shotgun walks over to the Time-Keeper, and grabs his XWF Tag Team Championship... he also- grabs a microphone.. and stops- Lucente- before he leaves towards the back.



Carlos Shotgun: "Listen to ME- Lucente!! I know.. I know- you don't like me. I know- you never did. You've done everything in your power- to hold me back. You send- your boy- Goldwire out here... as the back-up referee... you-- let- Triple H-- distract me.. with his goddamn- THEME MUSIC!! .. ..You screwed me out of this XWF Championship tonight.. .. and rumor has it-- you're trying to strip me-- of this Tag Team- Championship- Belt!!.. Well, that's not going to happen..."



Michael Lucente: "On the contrary... Carlos Shotgun. On the contrary. I love you- as a man.. and I respect you- as a competitor. The thing is.. in this buisness.. things happen sometime- that nobody can control. Tonight- I had nothing to do.. with Goldwire.. or the Messiah of Xtreme... believe what you want-- but, as far as that Tag Team Championship Belt goes... KEEP IT! It's not a big deal. You see- I'm busting out.. the Original Tag Team Titles.. they've been locked away over 8 years, and I'm going to suspend THEM.. above the ring... at "XTREME MANIA DECADE", and I'm going to see-- which 2 of you.. XWF- Superstars.. are able.. to fight your way through-- and capture- those prestigious belt..... I know- I know what you're thinking... because, HHH retired.. I'm punishing you-- and stripping you of your belt... but, that's not the case-- rather.. you will be DEFENDING-- your Tag Team Title - honor.. and you will also be competiting in that Tag Team Ladder Match.. for the XWF- Tag Team Championship!"



Carlos Shotgun: "You're a scumbag Lucente, and everybody knows it!"



Michael Lucente: "You know.. you really know how to ruin a celebration.. you know that? Jesse Jones is the NEW.. Xtreme Wrestling Federation... CHAMPION!... Let him enjoy it, and save this -- "conversation".. for later...... I have other news, and announcements for you.. and the rest of that roster... LATER ON.... on XWF- NETWORK... keep a close eye- on the XWF- the next couple days... because, not only-- does the countdown to "XTREME MANIA DECADE" begin...... but, there will be-- some big surprises instore. ...NOW--.... lets give Jesse Jones.. the proper... celebration he deserves..... CONGRATULATIONS!!..."



Jesse Jones is in the ring, and he's on his knees-- he's clutching the XWF Title-- and fireworks, and explosions go off everywhere. The XWF Fans- give him, and the MAIN EVENT- itself- a Standing Ovation!!!!



...Jesse Jones gets up, and he locks eyes with Carlos Shotgun on the outside.



Jesse Jones raises the XWF Championship- HIGH- above his HEAD! ..He stands on all 4 corners- posing with it- around his waist, and he finally stands back- in the middle- of that XWF Ring-- as Lime Green Balloons, and Black Balloons- fill the arena. Children are excited, and Adults- are glad to see- some great- wrestling- action.



We'd like to thank you all.. for tuning in.. to "NEW BEGINNINGS"... we will be having a ONE NIGHT ONLY event... that will be taking place here.. in a little over- a month. Make sure- to tune back in, and catch the greatest XWF competition you will ever see!!



.......NEW BEGINNINGS is over...



AND "XTREME MANIA DECADE".. will be the last pay per-view event.. in Xtreme Wrestling Federation- history!!!



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