Chicago, IL

July 30, 1999

The show starts off with a shot of a bunch of wrestlers standing in line in the backstage area. At the end of the line stands Master P. Agent Steele comes comes into view. He heads toward the line.

Agent Steele: Hey P!

Master P turns around as Agent Steele gets in line behind him.

Agent Steele: Listen, Prez Hag got a call from Eric Bischoff the other day.

Master P: Yeah, go on.

Agent Steele: Well, with our increasing popularity and now that its no longer the big two, but the big three, Eric thought that he needed to have a chat with Bob.

Master P: What did they talk about?

Agent Steele: Well, it was about your gimmick. Everyone knows that you aren't the real Master P. He is a skinny little foul mouthed rapper. You on the other hand are a big tough foul mouthed rassler. Anyway, I don't know what kind of arrangements you had with Master P about using his name, but when he signed with WCW, they got all rights to his name and likeness when used in Professional wrestling.

Master P: So what the hell are you trying to say?!

Agent Steele: You can no longer use the Master P gimmick. If you don't drop the gimmick immediately, WCW will be forced to pursue legal actions against MLW.

Master P: This is just great! I have always been Master P. I don't want to change my name!

Agent Steele: Well, Bob and I came up with a plan. Its going to kinda be like what X-Pac did when we left WCW and when back to WWF. He when from 6-Pac to X-Pac, and look how over he is now. It worked like a charm. And we are going to do something similar with you. You will no longer be known as Master P. Nope, now you'll be known as Master B! What do you think?

Master P: You have got to be f*cking kidding me!

Agent Steele: No, Bob thinks it is a great idea. He thinks that you will really get over with it.

Master P: This is bullsh!t! Master B?! I am not wrestling as Master B! You have got to be out of your d@mn mind!

Agent Steele: He isn't going to waste all those Master P souvenirs that he just ordered. For a small price, the company can change the Ps to a Bs on all that stuff. He'll lose a sh!tload of money otherwise.

Master P: This sucks. Master....... B?

Agent Steele: Trust me on this. It'll be awesome!

Master P just shakes his head.

Agent Steele: (looking down the line) D@mn this is a long line.

The camera pans down the line. Chris Krash, the Saint, Julian Dragons, Dynamic Dynamite, OG Thug, Buff Brian, and all the other former KFW stars in MLW. Even King HH Head stands in the line. The camera zooms to the front of the line where Z-Pac is standing. Mr. McCulloch is seated at a table at the front of the line. He has his check book out and writes out a check. He tears it out and hands it to Z-Pac. He takes it and walks away looking down at it with a smile.

Mr. McCulloch: Next!

The line moves up a bit. King HH Head sticks his head out from the line and yells.

King HH Head: Mr. M, could speed it up a bite. I have a match tonight.

Mr. McCulloch just looks up with an angry look on his face, then continues. The camera zooms in behind Mr. McCulloch where Malice is standing wearing his street clothes. He chuckles then walks out of view. Mr. McCulloch continues writing checks as the camera fades into a live shot of the arena. The camera zooms past screaming fans and stops at the announcers' table where John Greenburg is seated by himself.

John Greenburg: Hello wrestling fans, we are coming to you live from Chicago, IL here in the home of the Chicago Bulls. I am John Greenburg, and my cohost Agent Steele is not here. Apparently he is running late. At least I'll get some piece and quiet for a little bit. We have an exciting card in store for you tonight, alot of great matches. We have a rematch in the cruiserweight division. Kurt Fury defends the Cruiserweight Title against Z-Pac in a Hell in a Cell Submission match. We have Fair Game vs. Stone and a myster partner. We match Brand Frontier vs. Hunter Blackwell in what was orginally scheduled as a Marathon match, but now is best 2 out of 3 due to time constraints. And in the Main Event, former MLW World Champion, TroyBoy faces the United States Champion Phantom. This is going to be a great night of action.

Well fans, lets not waste any more time. We're going to the ring for the opening match.

Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Dinwiddie, VA and weighing in at 222 lbs. Here is Dusty!

And his opponent, being led to the ring by Emma Bunton. He hails from Pocotello, Idaho and weighs in at 205 lbs. Here is Styx!

DING! DING! DING! They lock up and Styx backs Dusty into the corner and unloads on him with rights and lefts. He then jumps up and nails Dusty with a hurricanrana. Styx then quickly climbs to the top rope and nails a moonsault on Dusty. He covers ...........1 ..........2 ...kickout by Dusty.

King HH Head comes out and stands on the ramp. He has a pen and notepad and begins taking notes on the match.

Styx pulls Dusty to his feet and then hits him with a fisherman's suplex............1 ............2 ......kickout. He picks Dusty up again and nails a german suplex. Styx goes for the pin .........1 .........2 ..........kickout. Styx then applies the River Styx. The ref asks if Dusty submits. He gives up! DING! DING! DING!

Announcer: Here is your winner................. Styx!

King HH Head shakes his head at Dusty's ability and heads back up the ramp.

John Greenburg: Styx gets the win in tonight's opening match..... Well, look who decided to show up for work.

Agent Steele: Ah, shut up. I had to wait in line.

John Greenburg: Wait in line for what?

Agent Steele: For my check from Mr. McCulloch, that's what!

John Greenburg: I can't believe that you took that money. I thought you were his friend.

Agent Steele: Do you think that I am going to say no to a check with my name on it?

John Greenburg: No, I don't. Fans, lets go to the next match.

Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from New York City and weighing in at 350 lbs. Being led to the ring by his thugs, here is Apostle!

And his opponent, being led to the ring by Debbie Diamond. He hails from Long Island, NY and weighs in at 289 lbs. Here is Creed!

As soon as Apostle hits the ring he clobbers Creed with a clothesline. DING! DING! DING! Creed hits the mat. Apostle picks him up and nails a sidewalk slam. He then picks up Creed and nails a suplex. He goes for the cover ............1 .......kickout by Creed. Apostle pulls him to his feet and then goes for a belly to belly suplex. Creed blocks it. He hits a belly to belly of his own. He then nails Apostle with a swinging DDT. He goes for the cover ..........1 ........2 ......kickout by Apostle. He picks Apostle up and nails a Pump Handle slam and covers .........1 .........2 ..kickout by Creed. Creed drops an elbow on Apostle. He drops another. He goes for another, but Apostle rolls out of the way. Apostle gets to his feet. Creed grabs him and goes for a suplex, but its reversed! Apostle and Creed both get to their feet. Creed takes a swing, but Apostle moves out of the way and grabs Creed by the throat and nails a choke slam. He then picks up Creed and puts him in the Inquisitor, the Torture Rack........ Creed submits! DING! DING! DING!

Announcer: Here is your winner................. Apostle!

Agent Steele: Apostle nearly snapped Creed in half with that Backbreaker.

John Greenburg: Apostle is a force to be reconded with here in MLW.

Agent Steele: He is also aligned with the mysterious Saint.

John Greenburg: Speaking of the Saint, I am being told that the Saint is backstage now. Lets take a look.

The camera cuts to the backstage area. The camera is facing a door with "President Haggerty" written on in. As the camera turns you see Saint walking down the hall way acompanied by two men. Saint is dressed in an expensive black buisness suit, and his hair is slicked back. The men walking with him are well known Mafia Lawyers, Joseph Stone and Franco "The Bull" Torre. As they walk towards the door, Mark LaForge, a reporter for electonic Wreastling Now Magazine, runs up to them and asks them why they are comming to talk to the President.

Joseph Stone: We are here to present Mr. Haggerty with the chance to settle our breach of contract case, over Saint's No. 1 contender status, out of court.

Franco "The Bull" Torre: That is all we are willing to say at this time, good day to you Mr. LaForge.

The Three men walk up to President Haggerty's and without knocking open the door and walk in. The door closes behind them.

Agent Steele: Breach of contract? Prez Hag didn't sign anything that I know about.

John Greenburg: How would you know what he did or didn't sign?

Agent Steele: I am his top advisor; his right hand man. You know this, Greenbug.

John Greenburg: That doesn't mean that you know everything the man does.

Agent Steele: Yes it does.

John Greenburg: Not it does not.

Agent Steele: Don't make me smack you.

John Greenburg: Lets just go to the next match.

Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Beverly Hills, CA and weighing in at 255 lbs. Here is King HH Head!

And his opponent. He hails from Ontario, Canada and weighs in at 275 lbs. Here is Joe "Silver Bolt" Mazwell!

DING! DING! DING! The match starts out and Joe takes the early advantage. He hits King with a standing drop kick. He then follows up with a spinning wheel kick sending King HH Head to the mat. Joe goes for the early pin ..........1 ....kickout by King. He then applies a headlock to King. King manages to get ot his feet and breaks the hold with a chin breaker. King then quickly nails a neckbreaker and goes for the pin ..........1 .......kickout by Joe.

OG Thug and Dynamic Dynamite make their way down to ringside. They appear to be scouting out King and Maxwell.

Back in the ring, King and Joe are trading blows. OG thug jumps up on the apron and distracts the ref. Dynamic climbs into the ring behind Joe. King and Joe are still trading blows and don't realize that Dynamic is in the ring. Dynamic grabs Joe and hits him with the Dynamic Pain and then tosses him to the mat. He then quickly exits the ring. King seems confused, but drops on top of Jow for the pin ........1 ..........2 ........3! DING! DING! DING!

Announcer: Here is your winner................. King HH Head!

After the match Dynamic smiles at the King and shows him his nAc shirt, and then walk off.

John Greenburg: It looks like Dynamic Dynamite is trying to recruit the King into the NAC.

Agent Steele: The King and Double D are two of the dirtiest players in the game. They'd make a good team. I taught them everything they know.

John Greenburg: I'm sure you did.

Agent Steele: I did.

John Greenburg: Just like you were in the Gulf War right?

Agent Steele: Exactly.

John Greenburg: Lets go to the next match.

Agent Steele: Wait a minute.........

Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from London, England and weighing in at 237 lbs. Being led to the ring by Ellie Ebons, here is Julian Dragons!

And his opponent. He hails from Detroit, MI and weighs in at 225 lbs. Here is "The Juvinile Delinquent" Tim Brady!

DING! DING! DING! The bell sounds and Brady is staring at the revealing attire wore my Ellie Ebons. Julian takes advantage and nails Brady with a Northern Lights Suplex. He pulls Brady to his feet, then nails a sidewalk slam and covers .........1 ....kickout by Brady. Julian then nails a side belly to belly. He picks Brady up to his feet, then nails a DDT and covers ..........1 .........2 .....kickout by Brady. Julian picks Brady up and tosses him into the ropes. Instead of bouncing off the ropes, Brady goes through the ropes and lands on the floor.

Brady rolls underneath the ropes. Julian is waiting for him to get up and climb back into the ring. Brady comes out from under the ring opposite side he fell out on. He climbs to the top rope and nails Julian with a swinging front face neckbreaker off the top! He covers ..........1 ..............2 ..............3! DING! DING! DING!

Announcer: Here is your winner................. Tim Brady!

John Greenburg: Brady get the win in a close match. It could have went either way.

Agent Steele: You could have went either way too. Don't think I don't know.

John Greenburg: What in god's name are you talking about?

Agent Steele: You know what I am talking about. You are sweet on some of the wrestlers.

John Greenburg: You are one sick puppy, Steele. Let's go to the next match.

Agent Steele: Hey! Get your hand off my leg!

Announcer: The following contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at a total cpmbined weight of 525 lbs. They are being led to the ring by 'Lil Bob, here are Dorian & Murdock........... Fair Game!

And their opponents. Introducing first weighing in at 257 lbs. Here is Stone! And his partner. Hailing from St. Louis, MO and weighing in at 275 lbs. He is being led to the ring by OG Thug.......... Dynamic Dynamite!

DING! DING! DING! Stone starts off the match with Dorian. Dorian takes Stones head and slams it into the turnbuckle. He then scoops up Stone and powerslams him. Dorian grabs Stone and tosses him into Fair Game's corner. Dorian tags in Murdock. Murdock comes in and they both double team Stone while the ref counts ...........1 ...........2 ..........3 ...........4 ..Dorian goes to the outside. Murdock picks up Stone and nails a shoulder breaker. Cover by Murdock ...........1 ..........2 ..kickout by Stone. Murdock grabs Stone and pulls him to his feet. He tags in Dorian. Dorian and Murdock begin to work on Stone again. Out od nowhere, Stone gets a burst of energy. He nails Dorian, then Murdock, then Dorian, then Murdock. He continues to go back and forth on both men. He then makes his way to his corner and makes the tag to Dynamic. Dynamic Storms the ring and nails murdock with a clothesline sending him over the top. He then grabs Dorian and send him into the ropes and lands an elbow on the chest of Dorian sending him to the mat.

'LiL Bob grabs Stone by the leg and bites his foot. Angry, Stone then jumps down to the floor and scares 'Lil Bob away. Dyanmic goes over and stops Stone from pursuing the boy. While Dyanmic's back is turned he is nailed from behind with a low blow. Murdock climbs to the top rope and nails Dynamic with a bulldog and then rolls out of the ring. Dorian covers ...........1 ................2 ...............3! DING! DING! DING!

Announcer: Here is your winner............. Fair Game!

Agent Steele: Stone is lucky that Dynamic stopped him from touching 'Lil Bob.

John Greenburg: Prez Hag shouldn't even allow 'Lil Bob to be out here with those guys. They are probably the last guys I'd leave any of my children with.

Agent Steele: Are you kidding me? Dorian and Murdock are just the right influence that a 6 year old boy needs.

John Greenburg: Whatever you say. Lets go to the next match.

Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, hailing from Jacksonvill, FL and weighing in at 295 lbs. Here is "The Apocolypse" Chuck Masters!

And his opponent. He hails from the Catskills and weighs in at 265 lbs. Here is Vengeance!

DING! DING! DING! They both start off strong trading punches. Masters put Vengeance on the mat with a drop toe hold. Vengeance is back to his feet quickly. As soon as he is up, he is nailed with Frankenstiener. Vengeance is slower to get up this time. They lock up again. This time Vengeance nails Masters witha a double underhook powerbomb. He covers Masters ...........1 .........2 ........kickout by Masters. Vengeance pulls Masters to his feet. Masters nails Vengeace with a throat chop, then grabs him and nails a Cobra Clutch Slam. He goes for the cover ............1 ..........2 ........kickout by Vengeance. Masters then grabs Vengeance by the legs and turns him over applying a Boston Crab. Vengeance refuses to submit and fights to grab the ropes. After a valiant effort, Vengeance manages to grab the bottom rope forcing the break. Masters scoops up Vengeance and nails a body slam, and then goes for the pin ...........1 ..........2 .......kickout by Vengeance. Masters picks Vengeance up and attempts a suplex. Vengeance blocks it and nails the Vindicator. Cover by Vengeance .............1 ................2 ...............3! DING! DING! DING!

Announcer: Here is your winner................. Vengeance!

John Greenburg: Another close match. I thought Masters had him, but Vengeance was able to pull it out.

Agent Steele: I didn't notice.

John Greenburg: You didn't notice that Vengeance won?

Agent Steele: Right?

John Greenburg: Your job is commentating on the match and you don't even know who won? What were you doing?

Agent Steele: I went into a daze thinking about how I was going to spend this big check McCulloch wrote me.

John Greenburg: Can you at least pay attention for the rest of the night.

Agent Steele: Huh? What did you say?

John Greenburg: Lets go to the next match.

Agent Steele: Who won?

Announcer: The following contest is a Hell in a Cell Submission match. It is for the MLW Cruiserweight Championship. Introducing first, hailing from St. Louis, MO and weighing in at 230 lbs. Here is Z-Pac!

And his opponent. He hails from Dallas, TX and weighs in at 220 lbs. Being led to the ring by Amie, here is MLW Cruiserweight Champion............ Kurt Fury!

Just as the match is about to begin, the five officers of the Saint's Black Talons Mercanary Company begin to walk down towards the ring. Wearing black military fatigues, and carrying cameras they slowly walk to the ring. Arena security moves to intercept them, but when they reach the group, Commander Killjoy, the leader of the soldiers-for-hire displays a press pass and walks by, taking up his position at ringside. DING! DING! DING! The mercanaries begin to take pictures of both Fury and Z-Pac. The match starts off more like a kickboxing match. Both men trade kicks and punches for a while before Z-Pac goes down after being nailed with a spinning heel kick. Fury then grabs him by the head and rams him face first into the side of the cell. Fury then rakes his face back and forth on the fence. Z-Pac is busted open. Fury picks up Z-Pac and sets him on the top rope. Fury then climbs up and nails a superplex off the top rope! Both men are down. Fury gets to his feet and grabs Z-pac, pulling him to his feet. Fury sends Z-Pac toward the side of the cage, but Z-Pac reverses it and sends Fury face first into the cage. Z-Pac grabs him by the hair and slams his face into the chain links repeatedly. He then sends him toward the other side slamming face first into the side of cage again. Z-Pac pulls him into the center of the ring and goes for a sharp shooter, but Fury kicks him into the side of the cage. He thenjumps on the back of Z-Pac and puts on an ankle lock. Z-Pac taps out! DING! DING! DING!

As the bell rings ending the match, the arena lights begin to flicker on and off. When the lights finnaly come back on Saint's mercanaries are gone, having fled through the crowd. Sitting at the feet of Kurt Fury is a single chess piece, a pawn carved to look like Fury. Furt picks up the chess piece and throws it to the ground in anger screams out in frustration at the guile of the Saint.

Announcer: Here is your winner and Still MLW Cruiserweight Champion ................. Kurt Fury!

On the way up the aisle, Styx runs out and attacks Fury with a bat! Security comes out and break up the melee.

John Greenburg: The cruiserweight division is intense! Z-Pac, Fury, Styx, Saint, and a few others are all vying for the Cruiserweight title.

Agent Steele: You mean fairyweight. Well, Saint claims to be the number one contender for the Fairyweight title.

John Greenburg: There hasn't been any offical announcement yet from the main office whether he is or not. But I assume we'll be hearing something soon considering his Lawyers were in Prez Hag's office tonight.

Agent Steele: It doesn't really matter, they are all fairyweights anyway.

John Greenburg: How much do you weigh? You are a fairyweight too, aren't ya?

Agent Steele: 275.

John Greenburg: That is bull! You wrestled at 230 lbs. That is the limit of the cruiserweight division. You are a fairyweight!

Agent Steele: Shut up! Lets go to the next d@mn match!

Announcer: The following contest is scheduled for two out of three falls. He weighs in at 260 lbs. Here is Hunter Blackwell!

And his opponent, being led to the ring by Halo and Prof. Blackheart. He hails from Ballyskeilligs Bay, Ireland and weighs in at 289 lbs. Here is "The Paragon" Brand Frontier!

DING! DING! DING! Brand connects with a chop to the chest of Hunter. Brand sends Hunter to the ropes, catches him with a knee to the stomach! Down goes Hunter. Hunter climbing back to his feet, Brand moves in... Vertical Suplex! Hunter needs to try for a comeback! Hunter hops back to his feet. Hunter charges in with a shoulder, which takes Brand off his feet. Hunter out of no where with a corkscrew hurricanrana! Brand went down quick! Brand moving back to his feet Hunter scoops him up and slams him to the ground!! Brand hops back to his feet. Knee lift by Brand takes Hunter to the ground. Cover by The Paragon ...1 ...2 ... The referee is pointing to the ropes Hunter has his foot on the ropes! Hunter moving to his feet. Brand kicks him back down! Figure four attempt by Brand. Hunter Hearst Helmsy kicks him off quick. That could have been the end of Hunter! Boston crab being applied by Brand ... all he has to do is turn him over. He may have him with that.. NOOO!! Hunter got out of that at the last second! Brand dives on to Hunter and applies a headlock. He's pounding away at the forehead of Hunter! What an incredible series of punches!! Hunter hops back to his feet. Lock up... The Paragon going for a suplex... Hunter Hearst Helmsy blocks it... Brand trys again... Block and Hunter with a suplex of his own!! Brand hops back to his feet. Brand charging at Hunter. Hunter's with a back body drop, NO Brand reverses into the Divine Right!! Cover by Brand ...........1 ..........2 ............3! DING! DING! DING!

Announcer: The winner of the first fall............. Brand Frontier!

DING! DING! DING! They start the next round punching it out, Hunter with a left... right... left ... another! Block by Brand counters with a right of his own! Down goes Hunter! Hunter hops back to his feet. Closed fists to the face of Brand! Those are devastating!!! The Paragon goes spinning as Hunter connects with a german uppercut! Hunter picks him up tilt-o-whirl slam!! Down goes Brand. Hunter picks him up in a firemans carry, and drops him right on his face! Brand hops back to his feet. Brand with a snapmare take down! Hunter hops back to his feet. The Paragon is trying an to get back offensive. He's charging at Hunter and Hunter sends him down with a hip toss! Hunter's going for a boston crab. He's not gonna get it on Brand is to quick! Brand sure could use some help now. Pinning combination by Hunter ...1 ...2 ... Brand grabs onto the ropes! We almost had a pin there! Cover by Hunter ...1 ...2 ... The referee is pointing to the ropes The Paragon has his foot on the ropes! Brand moving to his feet. Hunter kicks him back down! Hunter comes down across the back of Brand with a double axe handle!! Brand just can't make it to his feet! Oh MY! Hunter just got him with the Move! Hunter goes for the cover, The referee counts ...............1 ...............2 ............3! DING! DING! DING!

Announcer: The winner of the second fall............. Hunter Blackwell!

DING! DING! DING! A kick to the face takes The Paragon off his feet. Figure four attempt by Hunter Blackwell. Brand Frontier kicks him off quick. Hunter Blackwell with a lateral press The referee ...........1 ..........2 ..........kickout! The Paragon hops back to his feet. Knee to the stomach sends Hunter Blackwell to the mat! Hunter Blackwell is stumbling. Hunter Blackwell climbing back to his feet, The Paragon moves in... Vertical Suplex! Hunter Blackwell needs to try for a comeback! Hunter moving back to his feet Brand Frontier scoops him up and slams him to the ground!! Hunter Blackwell slides out to the floor! Brand Frontier follows him. They're fighting in the aisle while the ref counts ..............1 ............2 Brand Frontier sends Hunter into the stands. ........4 ...............5 ...............6 Hunter Blackwell pulls Frontier over with him! .............7 ...........8 They continue to trade blows in the stands ..............9 ..............10! DING! DING! DING!

Announcer: The third fall is a doublw Countout. The referee rules this match......... a draw!

John Greenburg: That was a great match! These two guys have to be among the favorites to win the Upcoming World Title Tournament.

Agent Steele: I think Master B is going to win it all.

John Greenburg: You mean Master P.

Agent Steele: No, I mean Master B. Its him new name.

John Greenburg: Who came up with that one?

Agent Steele: Prez Hag and I thought of it.

John Greenburg: I'm sure that he loves his new name.

Agent Steele: Of course.

John Greenburg: Jeez. Well fans, its time for the main event. Lets go to the ring!

Announcer: The following contest is the Main Event of the evening. It is set for one fall and is for the MLW United States Championship. Introducing first weighing in at 220 lbs. and hailing from right here in Chicago, IL! Here is the former MLW World Heavyweight Champion......... TroyBoy!

As Troy stands in the ring waiting for Phantom, he looks around the ringside seats. He gets excited we he sees a man wearing a black mask and a t-shirt with Jude_5 on the front. He sits down in the center of the front row. Troy waves and flexes for the man.

Announcer: And his opponent. Hailing from parts unknown and weighing in at 228 lbs. Here is The MLW United States Champion............ Phantom!

Phantom is taking over from the start. Phantom scoops him up fall away slam!!! DING! DING! DING! Pinning combination by Phantom ............1 ............2 ........Troy grabs onto the ropes! TroyBoy moving to his feet. Phantom kicks him back down! Phantom pulling TroyBoy back to his feet. Phantom sends him stumbling with a thunderous blow to the head!! Phantom picks him up tilt-o-whirl Back Breaker!!! Phantom lifting Troy into position and nails TroyBoy with a Tombstone type piledriver. Phantom lifts Troy up by the hair. He sets Tory up for a Piledriver adn nails it!! Cover by Phatom ..........1 ............2 ......kickout by Troy. That could have been the end of TroyBoy! TroyBoy moving back to his feet Phantom scoops him up and slams him to the ground!! Phantom picks him up in a firemans carry, and drops him right on his face! TroyBoy is ROCKED with a big elbow! Troy climbing back to his feet, Phantom moves in... Vertical Suplex! Troy hops back to his feet. Huge Bulldog by Troy may have broken some of Phantoms teeth! TroyBoy sends Phantom into the corner and then runs in and nails him with a BroncoBuster. Cover by Troy ..........1 ..........Kick Out. TroyBoy nails Phantom with a belly to back suplex and then bridges for the pin..........1 ............2 .....kick outby Phantom. TroyBoy's going for a boston crab. He's not gonna get it on Phantom is to quick! Phantom needs to try for a comeback! TroyBoy is trying to apply a figure-four!! Phantom Got out of it! Phantom hops back to his feet. Phantom scoops him up fall away slam!!! TroyBoy moving to his feet. Phantom kicks him back down! TroyBoy sure could use some help now. Phantom dives on to TroyBoy and applies a headlock. He's pounding away at the forehead of Troy! Phantom rolls up Troy for a pin. The referee counts .........1 ..........2 ......Kick out!! Phantom lifting TroyBoy into position and nails the Crown of Thorns! Cover by Phantom ............1 .............2 ...........Phantom lifts Troy up and before the 3 count! Phantom then picks Troy up, put him on his shoulder, and execute a fireman cutter. After that, Phatnom lays down, and pulls Troy on top of him. The ref looks confused, but makes the count ............1 ..............2 ................3!DING! DING! DING!

Announcer: Here is your winner and new MLW United States Champion.......... TroyBoy!

The ref helps Troy to his feet and hands him the United States title. Troy comes to and realizes he has won the match. He signals to Jude_5 to come in the ring. Troy poses and flexes for him with his new title. Jude_5 is clapping. He grabs Troy by the arm and holds his arm up high. Jude_5 all of a sudden pulls Troy toward him and nails him with a clothesline. He then rips off his mask.

John Greenburg: That's Malice! Jude_5 is Malice!

Malice is grabs the ref and tosses him over the top rope. He then starts viciously kicking Troy as he lays on the ground. He continures to kick and stomp him. He then puts Troy in the Painfull Pleasure. Security runs out and have to pull Malice off of Troy. Medics load Troy onto a stretcher and begin to roll him down the aisle. The Security seem to think they have Malice under control. Malice runs down the aisle towards Troy as he is being wheeled up the ramp. He runs up and knocks Troy off the stretcher and begins kicking him again. Security pulls him off again. Malice returns to the ring with a microphone in hand.

Malice: Well well well. Mr.Flamboyent doesn't have a whole lot to say now does he? After all, he did just get layed out by his internet buddy, and trusted confidant (points to his shirt) Jude_5! I could have manipulated any of you MLW morons. Anyone! I chose Troy cause I thought it would be a challenge. (looks back at a bloody troy) Obviuously I overestimated our "so called" superstar. I mean, it takes a special breed of man to take over a mind. But I pulled it off quite nicely now didn't I? And over one of wrestling's most recognizable faces no less! This just goes to show that I am the Master of Mind Games. I played Troy like the chump he is and nobody could do a damn thing about it. Now, with the world title tourney coming up, I will turn my mental war into a physical war. There is not one man, not one, who can match me in any way. Pimptight, Frontier, it doesn't matter. I will make each and everyone of you idiots bleed. And when your lying in a pool of your own blood, I will be standing there with my camera, standing and waiting for just the right moment to take your picture. And that moment is when you look up at me with fright in your eyes, with chills down your spine, and you beg me to make it all go away. But unfortunatly, when you fight Malice you feel the effects for life. You see Mr.Macabre is a permenent side effect. (looks at troy again) See ya around Troy my boy.

John Greenburg: We're outta time! We'll see you next week!

The scene fades to black