Deathrow 27th May
The Ultimate Price

*Moments Ago*

A car pulls up into the 4WF parking lot, and out of the driving side steps Jace, who walks around to the other side of the car and opens the passenger door…Out of the car he pulls his wrestling gear in his bag and a Totto!!!  The little girl screaming for him to get off her as he drags her out of the car, as he shuts the door, he picks the girl up and covers her mouth so no one can here her screaming as he walks off into the wrestlers entrance of the Building

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The fans in the sold out arena, wait in eager anticipation for the show to begin. The dark match comes to an end and the stage erupts in a sudden burst of flames and pyros searing off into the rafters. Sparks erupt from above the ring, flames leap out of the ring posts and the fans erupt in cheers as the DeathRow movie plays on the MegaTron. A camera pans across the fans to see all the signs "Ikonz 4 Life", "EWM is my hero", "I love you Bad Guy", “Apoc for Prez”

Kave Quinn: Welcome to the show! Welcome to DeathRow!

Bret: Were coming to you as always Live from Nashville, Tennessee at the Gaylord Entertainment Center!

Kave: Did you see that Bret, Jace has just arrived at the arena, and he brought Totto with her!!!

Bret: I know, something’s going to go down tonight…

Kave: Lets just hope that Totto goes back to Wotto and his family.

Bret: And what about everything that has been happening between EWM and Chris Michaels over the last week…Chris Michaels almost killed Jet…he set Jets hotel room on fire, and if it weren’t for the Bad Guy, she wouldn’t be here.

Kave: I can’t believe that Chris Michaels would stoop as low as setting the room on fire with Jet inside.

Bret: What you mean, EWM burnt his house…he was repaying the favour…

Kave: Things went WAY to far with this one over the last couple of weeks…it almost resulted in a death!!

Bret: Well the bottom line is that Jet is all right…but when these two men finally meet up in the ring, you can be sure the roof is going to explode.

Kave: When they do finally meet up…It will be a night like no other…The feud between these 2 has been building up for quite sometime now, and personally I cant wait for these 2 men to lock up in the middle of the ring.

Bret: Well this is the only feud that has been building up over the week… Last week Apocalypse and Makaveli the Don where in a match against each other, and this week, they are going to be fighting side by side, teaming up against the Beautiful Ones.

Kave: Yea, and not only that, they will be fighting for the tag team championship

Bret: I know, their first official match as a tag team in the 4Wf will be for the gold.

Kave: Talking about 4Wf Gold tonight we will see the Semi Finals of the Supreme title tournament.

Bret: Its going to be Double D taking on Wotto and Jace fighting the Bad Guy…

Kave: The 2 winners will go onto Retribution to fight for the title.  I cant wait for these 2 matches, they are going to be full of excitement.

Bret: I know, and Jace has an advantage of Bad Guy… As we saw earlier, Jace is here, but he has got Totto with him.

Kave: I still cant believe that he kidnapped Wotto’s niece and has yet to give her back

Bret: Well, as well as them matches, how can we forget the match that was made by the 4WF Commissioner, Mark Hossack… Having Belly defend his Number One Contendership against Matt Morino, the week before Retribution.

Kave: I think it is safe to say that Belly is not going to be happy about that, and knowing Jeremy Bratcher, he has got something up his sleeve

Bret: I know he will, I don’t think Mr. Bratcher is going to take any chances tonight.

Kave: And also, what about the Twin towers of the 4WF, Warlord and BMB challenging anyone for the Number One Contendership of the Tag Team Titles.  Who do you think it will be?

Bret: I honestly don’t think anyone can stand up to the Twin towers, I mean these two men are huge and very powerful!!

Kave: Well that match is later on Bret, but first up tonight we have got a match, which was requested…

Bret: More like demanded 

Kave: All right then, the match that was demanded by Dustin Thiesen last week after the special referee, Wotto attacked Dustin and cost him the match against Smash.

Bret: That was out of order by Wotto, he was there to referee, and instead, all he cared about was taunting the crowd.  But this week it will be Smash going up against Dustin Thiesen in a One on One match

Grudge Match

Smash Vs Dustin Thiesen

HOWWWWWWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL...

The Wolfpac theme hits and red and White pyro's explode on the stage. Fans leap to their feet around the arena as Smash comes walking out onto the stage. He starts walking down the ramp, slapping hands with all the fans either side, he slides into the ring, spinning around on the ground and jumping up. He climbs each turnbuckle separately, saluting the fans as they scream for the Cruiserweight Outsider.

As Smash climbs onto the 3rd turnbuckle and begins to salute the fans "Dam It Feels Good To Be A Gansta" hits over the speakers and Dustin Theisen walks out, the crowd boo'ing him immensely, he laughs at various fans as he walks down the ramp. Mocking them and finally climbing in to the ring...

Smash immediately charges at the luchador, dropkicking him in the face and almost sending him back out to the outside. But Thiesen manages to just hold on, staying in the ring...

Kave: Smash is taking it to Dustin straight away!

Smash whips Thisen to the far ropes, as he comes back off he executes a hurricurrana, planting his head into the canvas...

Kave: What a move!

Bret: Damn him! All in good time...Dustin!

Smash gets back to his feet, the crowd cheering as he throws his arms in the air. As he celebrates to the crowd after pulling off an amazing move Dustin slowly gets to his feet, the crowd warning Smash as Thiesen leaps for The former Cruiserweight Champion...

Kave: Watch Out!

Thiesen connects with a clothesline to the back of his head, knocking him forward he spins him around and lifts him up high above his head...

Kave: Brainbuster!

Dustin plants Smash down into the canvas on his head with a brainbuster as the crowd erupt into "Ouch!" all at once, feeling sympathy for the little Outsider. Dustin gets to his feet now, mocking Smash and the American fans.

Kave: What goes around comes around!

Bret: What?

As Bret ponders Kave's statement Dustin receives a low blow, sending him bending over in pain and screaming in pain. The crowd burst into laughter as Smash stands behind him, laughing at his straying kick...

Bret: Disqualify him!

The referee seems to ignore the blatant low blow as Smash kicks away on the fallen Thiesen, stomping on his body, before running to the corner, mounting the turnbuckles and laying in wait for Dustin to get to his feet...

Kave: Here we go!

Smash leaps from the top as Thiesen gets to his feet, turning around and moving slightly to the side he grabs Smash's body in mid air, flipping and hitting a powerslam, knocking the wind out of Smash...

Kave: Cover!

1...

2...



Kickout!

Kave: He kicked out! Smash kicked out...

Bret: Barely!

The Former Cruiserweight Champion sighs in relief as he continues to breath heavely, trying to catch his breath after the devastating Powerslam...Dustin gets up, shouting at the referee, saying that it was a slow count, he pushes the referee over and begins to stomp on him...

Kave: What's he doing!

Bret: Well he didn't DQ Smash and he did a slow count, he deserved that!

Kave: That's rubbish!

Dustin stops stomping on the referee and turns his attention back to Smash, who is now on his knees, trying to get back to his feet. Thiesen walks up to the Outsider, picking him up by the hair and slapping him a few times...

Kave: Come on! There's no need for this humiliation...

Suddenly Smash hooks Dustin's head and legs, rolling him over for the pin...

Kave: 1...2...3

Bret: There's no referee!

Dustin kicks out, almost immediately getting to his feet and stomping on Smash...As he continues away the lights in the arena suddenly go out. The crowd get to their feet, the arena electric...Waiting for Smash's saviour...

"Bitch Please II" explodes over the speakers...

"Yeah, Word Up Detroit!"

...As spotlights start flying around the arena, lasers going across the fans, Syke finally comes walking out onto the stage. The Cruiserweight Ikon receives an amazingly un flattering reception from the fans as he walks down the ramp, Dustin Thiesen seeming surprised at his arrival...

Kave: What's he doing here?

Bret: He's come to referee!

Kave: No he hasn't...He's come to interfere!

Syke slides into the ring, he walks up to Thiesen, the two begin to talk to each other...

Kave: What are they planning?

Bret: Stop with the questions!

Syke and Dustin stop talking and both begin to stomp on Smash, the pait doing a number on the Cruiserweight legend. They both pull him up slowly, whipping him to the ropes and both nailing a dropkick, knocking him back down to the mat...

Kave: This is unfair and un called for!

Bret: Ahhh, what's the matter, can't the Giant Killa handle them!

Syke pulls Smash up, telling Dustin to hold him, Thiesen does so as Syke slides out of the ring, grabbing a chair from ringside...The Ikon slides back into the ring armed with the steel chair...

Kave: No! Don't do it!

Dustin holds Smash and Syke stares at him, laughing as he runs up swinging the chair and connecting with his skull...

Kave: Did you hear that sickening thud?

Bret: Yeah!

Smash crumples to the ground, lying on his back with a slight spot of blood appearing on his forehead...Thiesen looks down on him, laughing as he looks back up his skull gets crushed by the cold unforgiving steel of the chair as Syke lands a shot across his face...

Kave: He hit Dustin!

Bret: What?!?!

Thiesen now falls to the ground, completely unconscious from the shot. Syke pulls Thiesen across Smash as he goes over to wake the referee...

Kave: That cheat!

The referee comes around after a few hard nudges, beginning to count...


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2...



3...

Kave: Dustin Thiesen picks up the win!

Bret: And what a win it was!

Kave: Syke! That was the only key factor in Dustin's win!

Bret: The only important thing though Kave is that it was Dustin Thiesen who won.

The Cruiserweight Battle Royal between MPB, Python, Juice and all star will be posted here, one of our writers failed to return this match, so i am going to do it tonight (Sunday Night) and hopefully have it posted within the next few hours.  Keep checking back to see when i have updated it...Once again I apologize to the Wrestlers involved!!

*Commercial Break*

Tag Team Number 1 Contender Match

Twin Towers Vs ??

A blue haze suddenly falls over the arena as the crowd gives a huge pop to the music of Bad Blood - Full Nelson. Twin search lights scan the crowds either side of the ring as the Twin Towers of mass destruction walk out onto the stage weighing a combined weight of over 600 pounds they are a force to be reckoned with, both at heights of over 7'0'' both walking simultaneously to the centre of the ring Warlord in front of Beastly as the Big Man raises a gloved fist to the rafters as the lights come up Warlord raising his arms into the air and bringing them back down for the lights to cut out again and the stage explode in a massive array of pyro's, ending with a 5 second wall of fire erupting behind Beastly illuminating the entire arena, the fires die down and the lights come up again as the 4WF's biggest wrestlers walk down the aisle and climb up onto the apron over the top rope and into the ring.

Kave: Look's like the No 1 tag match is going to take place now. We don't even know who the champions will be after tonight!

Bret: What are you on about? The Beautiful Ones are the champions and will always be the champions!

Kave: You say that about every bad group the fact is the Twin Towers have amazing potential and we will finally get to see if they can use that potential together in the ring.

Warlord wanders around the ring looking at the crowd as Beastly takes a mic from Tony Jordan, one could be struck by the dejavue that this formation of wrestlers looks like a larger version of KroniK when that tag team started up. Beastly inhales deeply then raises the mic to his lips.

Beastly: Who came to see the Big Man wrestle?

He says it quietly, off handly and the fans erupt not in cheers for him but cheers for seeing him wrestle, the camera pans across various different signs "Bad Blood is thicker than water" "Warlord's a punk" "Beast? Dont make me laugh!".

Beastly: Well sorry! Your not going to see me wrestle tonight because NOBODY dares fight the Twin Towers of Mass Destruction because they are just too afraid of our Wrath...

Warlord: And have realised we are everyones worst nightmare!

Beastly: We've been back stage all night looking for opponents and NOBODY want's to fight the biggest wrestlers in the 4WF ever!

Beastly grins as Warlord laughs they walk around the ring shouting at fans before Beastly walks back to the referee.

Beastly: So Mr Referee ring that bell and make the ten coutn cause we've got a Pay Per View Tag Title shot to train for.

The Referee shrugs his shoulders and calls for the time keeper to ring the bell, the Referee walks to the ropes near the aisle and stats shouting the ten count "One...! Two.....!" Warlord folds his arms across his chest with a grim smile across his face as he watches the entrance way, Beastly resting against a turnbuckle. "Three....! Four....! Fi.." The lights suddenly cut out and the crowd is confused, as the camera pans across the black expanse lighters begin to be lit and waved around in the crowd as a rushing sound can be heard in the ring before a huge CRACK and another CRACK is heard.

Kave: What the hell's going on??? Someone get these lights back on.

The arena remains black for severall more moments and faint shouts can be heard from in the ring, the lights come back up and the scene is amazing. The Warlord and Big Man Beastly are laid out in the ring holding there heads in pools of blood, the camera pans round to the aisle as the crowd erupts in cheers as they see Hyped Up backing up the ramp a broken reinforced steel chair dangling in his hands as he shouts at the ring. He grabs a mic from a technician nearby.

Hyped Up: Bad Blood! You just felt MY wrath! And this sunday at the PPV I and a partner of my choice will prove we are your worst nightmares in a four way for the tag gold!

He tosses the mic to the floor dropping the ruined chair with it as he walks off through the curtain disgust for the Twin Towers on his face as the camera returns to the ring and Warlord is just sitting up shaking his head and opening his mouth wide, his eyes wide open as blood pours down his face. Beastly is holding his knee, his head in pretty the same much shape his hair patted with blood. they gradually roll out of the ring.

Kave: Amazing! Bad Blood searched the entire locker room for their opponents but they never counted on Hyped Up.

Bret: Hyped Up will get whats coming and whoever his partner is will just be another victim for Bad Blood.

Bret: Maybe tonight, but the night isnt over yet!!

Kave: Speaking of tonight, i think its time for the next match

Tag Team Title Match

The Beautiful Ones (c) Vs Apocalypse & Makaveli the Don

Tony Jordan: Ladies and Gentleman, the next match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Tag Team Titles! Making their way to the ring at this time, weighing a combined weight of..five hundred and six pounds.. the challengers, Makaveli the Don and Apocalypse!

"Wake up" by Rage against the Machine hits as the fans erupt with cheers for this perculiar team who just a week ago were fighting each other in the culmination of a heated feud. Apoc walks out onto the stage wearing the silver suit with Apocalypse wrote across it, and short blonde hair and sporting red contact lenses to give him a crazed look he walks down the aisle avoiding the fans outstretched arms and smiles as he waits at the bottom of the ramp and Tupacs Ballad of a dead soulja hits Makaveli the Don walking out onto the stage as calm as ever raising a fist as the crowd goes nuts, he walks down the aisle clapping the hands of some fans and linking up with Apoc as they both climb up onto the apron and walk off in different directions to a turnbuckle, duck under the top rope swinging in and climbing to the top of the turnbuckle raising their arms to the thousands of cheering fans as a familiar voice echo's over the arena "Stop me if you can! Keep on Rollin baby!" and 'take a look around' by limp bizkit explodes over the speakers with the tag team champions rising up through the middle of the stage pyros erupting either side of them spraying the crowd in sparks, the tag gold proudly strapped to their waists they are boo'd by the fans who are not as receptive to the champions as the contenders the camera pans across the crowd to reveal "Burn baby burn!" signs and "My bar got burned down.. boo hoohoo". The Champions take one look at one another and then burst into a sprint racing towards the ring before Tony Jordan can even annoucne them.

Kave: This match is the most anticipated of the week, both teams have been at each others feud it was these teams that have sparked a new era in the 4WF's mid week events with the blind side attack Makaveli did to Vincible.

Bret: That only goes to show that Apoc and Mak cant do things by the book. They arnt even worthy of this tag title match!

Kave: Oh come now, care to name a team which is more deserving?

Bret: Umm... eh.... I got it. No body is deserving! No body can perform on the same level as the Beautiful Ones!

Kave: I've got to question your sexuality..

The Beautiful Ones slide into the ring and the team of Apoc and the Don waste no time meeting their opponents head on the Don putting the boots to goldham before he can get up and Apoc and Justin throwing lefts and rights. The Don picks up Goldham pushes him to the ropes and whips him across the ring meeting him with a big boot to the jaw sending him down, Apoc hits Vincible with chop after chop rocking his opponent back into the turnbuckle, he hits him with a massive reverse knife edge chop across the chest causing the fans to go WOOOOOOO! He grabs the arm of vincible moves him to the side against the ropes whips him across the ring as he bounces off the near rope and goes for the High Kick but vincible has it scouted keeping hold of the top rope and dropping to the mat to roll out of the ring.

Kave: Apoc and the Don have control of the ring!

An Apocalypse and Don chant begins as the Beautiful ones regroup on the outside talking as they remove the belts from their waists and drop them on the time keepers table. They look into the ring as Apoc and Don appeal to the ground as Goldham climbs up onto the apron and vincible slides in under the bottom rope. The Ref tells Apoc and Don to sort themselves out and Don acknowledges climbing through the middle rope onto the apron.

Bret: Apoc and Vincible seem to be starting things off and there has got to be a lot of tention and hatred. Apoc is an arsenist! Vincible is a bully!

The two size up and go into a collar and elbow tie up which gets reversed into a headlock by Apoc he keeps tight hold as he watchs goldham impatient on the apron. Vincible taps apoc's elbow every time he moves his arm over the beautiful ones throat with the referee unable to see the choke. Vincible forces Apoc to the turnbuckle and starts jabbing elbows into his gut breaking the hold as he runs across the ring and comes racing back only to get put down by a shoulder block. Vincible stares up for a moment then rolls to the right and onto his feet he shakes his head and starts laughing!

Kave: I have to agree with you bret, even though Apoc and the Don have shown some considereble skill they are the unexperienced team and the Beautiful Ones have been known to come back from overwhelming odds.

Bret: Yeah well, when Goldham gets the tag we'll see the Grapple Crossface and it will be good night seattle!

Vincible and Apoc go at each other again with vincible kicking him in the gut he then grabs apoc by the hair and pulls him back to his corner as Goldham lifts the boot vincible smashers apoc's head off it. Vincible makes the tag and puts apoc against the turnbuckle as he starts stomping a mudhole in him with goldham with a good display of team work as the Ref gives the 5 count. Vincible relents on 4 and climbs to the outside as Goldham climbs up onto the middle rope and starts hammering away at Apoc's head for the ten punch "5..6..7..8.." he stops and after what looks like hes setting him for the frankensteiner he turns into a springboard facecrusher as he bounces off the top rope flips dragging apoc by the hair to smash his head into the mat.

Bret: Good team work! This is what champions are made of!

Kave: The beautiful ones are cutting the ring in half.

Goldham grabs apoc's arm and falls into an armbar scissors slowing the match down to a halt. The Ref drops round to apoc as he cringes in pain, the true goldham jabbing his heel into the ribs of Apoc from tiem to time as the Don reaches over the ropes and shouts at his partner to get up. Apoc starts to move and Goldham rolls out of the scissors and into a standing armbar as he twists it again apoc seems to be jogging on the spot as some strange way to fight the pain but he cuts it out and goes for the direct approach witb multiple kicks to the gut then plants his opponent with a DDT. He gets up bounces off the ropes and hits a running elbow drop then going to the legs picks his legs up and looks to the crowd who cheer as he drops the headbut to the groin. The Ref cautions him as he smiles and walks away from Goldham climbing through the ropes and up onto the top turnbuckle.

Kave: How the tides have turned so quickly!

Apoc readies then leaps off the top rope with a leg drop but misses as Goldham rolls out of the way Apoc hits and cries out in pain as he holds his lower back which jarred on impact.  The feet of thousands of fans in attendence start to stamp as the race is on to see who gets to the partner first. Apoc turns over towards his partner and starts crawling slowly painfully stopping as his lower back hurts, Goldham much quicker and nearer his partner lunges for the tag as vincible comes racing in, Apoc and Don reach to each other..

Bret: Vincible cut him off! Did you see the Don go flying!

Vincible came running in and hit a jungle kick to the Don sending him crashing to the floor as he turns round and hits a stiff kick to the jaw of Apoc. He grabs him in a front face head lock and pulls him back across the ring.

Kave: This is great tag team wrestling! Its been a while since we've had such a technical tag team match, there usually filled with gimmicks these days but this is the real stuff! This is real tag Team action!

Bret: and the Beautiful Ones are reigning supreme!

Vincible grabs the arm of Apoc pulling it over his neck and hits a snap suplex. He picks him up hits him with two quick jabs to the face spins round and decks him with the discus lariat. He makes the cover "1..2.."

Kave: The Don broke the count!

Goldham flies off the top rope to an amazing height as he hits the missile dropkick to Makaveli sending him reeling again to the mat and the momentum carrying him to the outside. Goldham turns to his partner and apoc picking him up as the two lift him up suplex style and drops him straddlign the top turnbuckle the fans convey the feeling of pain with a chorus of Ohhhh!

Kave: What are the Beautiful Ones up to now?

Bret: There both going up with Apoc!

Kave: Oh no! DOUBLE HAMHAMMER FROM THE TOP ROPE!

Vincible and Goldham hook up Apoc and lift him into the stalling brainbuster as they both stand up and push off the ropes backwards to drive the head of Apoc into the mat with the jackhammer finisher, vincible floats over with the pin as Goldham races at Makaveli hitting him with a strong clothesline and sending both over the top rope to the outside where they continue to brawl.

The Referee drops down for the pinfall as Vincible hooks the leg.

Kave: He's got the tights!

Bret: One!

Kave: Referee look!

Bret: Two!

Kave: They've wo....!

Bret: GAH!

Kave: The referee saw the tights being hooked and has broke the pinfall, Vincible is up and in his face screaming at the ref.

On the outside Goldham whips the Don into the steel railings and grabs a steel chair racing towards the DOn pulling the chair back over his head and swigning but Mak dives out of the way boots his opponent in the gut steals the chair from him tosses it into the air and hits a...

Kave: VAN TERMINATOR!  Oh my god we have never seen that move here in the 4WF! The move created by Mr PPV Rob Van Dam!

Bret: Goldham just got his head took off with that.

Vincible picks up Apocalypse and scoops him into the Death Drop , he cries out to the fans but the Don leaps onto the apron slingshots himself over the ropes with surprising agility to hit a dropkick to his face dropping him into a crucifix pin by Apocalypse.

Kave: One Two Threee! So close! Half a beat and it would of been all over!

The Don climbs onto the apron and is tagged in by Apoc who runs to the opposite side of the ring hitting a series of high knees and bashing vincibles head off the top turnbuckle before grabbing his arm and irish whipping him across the ring at the Don who cuts him off in his tracks with a boot then pulls him between his legs and signals for the razors edge picking him up into the air on his back in the crucific and running forward and falling to bounce vincibles head off the mat, Apoc picks him up and hits a hanging suplex before Makaveli plants the inverted DDT.  He makes the cover.. "1..2.." Goldham slides into the ring and grabs Makaveli by the boot pulling him to the outside, goldham is busted open as the two go at it, Makaveli ducks a clothesline, spins Goldham around and scoops him up to plant the 2paclypse on the ringside floor.

Bret: Come on Beautiful Ones!

Kave: This new team of Apoc and the Don are taking it to the Beautiful ones!

Apocalypse stands vincible up who slips behind and hits a german suplex keeping hold as they stand up and leaps with another, standing up again to leap for the triple german suplex! Apoc hits hard and slides along the ring. Vincible gets his breath wasting time before picking him up and hitting the Death Drop!

Bret: It's all over!

He covers Apoc and the Ref just stands there! Vincible counts to a three count with his hand as he has the leg hooked and looks up at the Ref shouting at him to make the coutn he shakes his head adamantly.

Kave: Apoc is not the legal man!

Makaveli the don slides into the ring as a confused and furious Vincible stands up turns round and gets scooped up into the tombstone and planted to an amazing ovation from the fans with the 2paclypse, he covers and the referee drops for the "One..two..."

Kave: New tag team champions!

Bret: Three!

The crowd leaps to their feet as the Ballad of the dead soulja hits and Makaveli the Don and Apocalypse rise up to get their arms raised as the bell rings and the titles are handed to the ref who hands one each to the new tag team champions goldham still not moving on the outside. Makaveli shouts to his cheering fans and climbs a turnbuckle each with Apocalypse holding the titles up to the fans with triumphant smiles on their faces when the celebrations get interrupted...

Kave: Oh my god! Thats the music of Bad Blood! Its the Twin Towers of Mass Destruction!

Warlord and Beastly come striding out onto the stage to a deafening boo from the fans who simultaneously chant the champions who turn their heads to the two biggest superstars in the 4WF, they shout at each other and then the Twin Towers come racing down the ramp!

Kave: Oh its on!

Bret: Hell Unleashed!

The Twin Towers race down the ramp only to have Apocalypse come flying off the turnbuckle he was on with a suicide dive knocking the warlord straight to the ground, Beastly stops and back tracks to grab Apoc who hurt himself on that fall hitting him with a series of forearms picking him up and bringing that mighty head down for the Step 2 Headbut. The Don bounces off the far ropes and runs across the ring to hit a baseball slide into the back of Beastlies head knocking him into the railings. Beastly and the Don go at it as..

Kave: Its Hyped Up!

Bret: And he's brought the ammunition!

Hyped Up races from backstage and smashers his steel chair over the head of Beastly knocking him to his knees before Warlord clobbers him with a Big Boot to the jaw. Goldham comes round the ring and grabs Apoc smashing his head off the railings as Makevli the Don plants Beastly with the inverted DDT and Vincible flips over the top rope with a huge senton bomb into the middle of the brawl sending everyone to the ground. The ringside bell keeps ringing as referees come flooding from backstage to retain some order. Apoc blocks a right hand from Goldham and sends him over the railing into the laps of the front row fans. Security comes down and starts pulling wrestlers apart but fails to intervene as Hyped Up strikes for the third time tonight with the Steel chair as he grabs one from front row after he battles to his feet against the Warlord and jabs it into his gut he swings it over his head and goes to hit Warlord but security grabs the chair and pulls Hyped Up away. Makaveli the Don and Vincible are being escorted up the ramp by security but they break away and run into each other with flailing rights and lefts as they battle on the edge of the stage. Security tries to stop them but they both turn round and whale into the security till they back away and turn back to each other Vincible boots makaveli in the gut and shouts to the crowd signallign for the Death Drop.

Kave: Not off the stage!

Bret: OH MY!

He picks him up and leaps off the stage hitting the DVD through a table, both superstars laying out cold on the floor as EMT's race to them. A disorientated Beastly and Warlord being forced down a side way exit shouting that Retribution is just seven days away. Hyped Up gets pulled away as the drama starts to slacken off as wrestlers get pulled away and EMT's tend to the Don and Vincible.

Kave: That was a hell of a Death Drop is the Don okay?

Bret (gasping): I... I dont know but hell just broke loose here at ringside.

Kave: We have new tag team champions but for how long? The Beautiful Ones will fight like fiends to get the titles back at Retribution the Twin Towers of mass Destruction have shown that they want the titles as much as anybody and we still don't know who Hyped Up's partner will be!

*Commercial Break*

Supreme title Tournament - Semi Final

Wotto Vs Double D

SMMMMMMAAAAAASHHHHHHHH...

The arena leaps to it's feet, the crowd cheering, screams echoing around the building as Wotto comes walking out onto the stage with Bret Hart's theme playing in the background.

Kave: It's Supreme time! And Wotto and Double D are gonna blow the roof of this place.

Bret: They blow, that's about all I can say for these guys!

Wotto walks down the ramp, slapping hands with all the fans. Looking extremely focused on his up and coming match.

Kave: Well Wotto has stated that he has respect for Double D and he wont look past him quite yet, but he is determined to get to the Final and face Jace...And nothing is going to stop him...

Bret: Oh yeah, he is looking forward to Jace kicking his ass, am I supposed to believe that?!?!

Kave: Yeah! You are, because Jace is only getting to the final because of his kidnapping!

Bret: What?!?! He could kick Bad Guy's ass...Any day of the week.

Wotto reaches the bottom of the ramp, looking either side of him at the fans and then sliding into the ring.

Kave: He certainly does look focused!

Wotto gets to his feet after sliding into the ring. Walking over to his corner and waiting for his opponent.

Kave: Well we can only be moments away from a huge battle here in the 4WF. Deciding one of the two finalists of the Supreme Tournament!

Bret: And the other man being my pick Jace!

As Wotto's music comes to a close "The Way I Am" hits up and the crowd leap to their feet, every seat in the building now empty as fans stand screaming at the top of their lungs...

Crowd: Double D! Double D! Double D!

The Hardcore Legend comes walking out onto the stage, basking in his glory he leans back, his head looking up with his arms out wide. He grabs a microphone from his back pocket and raises it to his lips...

"Now Wotto, what's about to happen is me and you collide...it's going to be huge..."

Wotto nods his head in agreement of Double D's words...

"It's going to be great, an epic battle, one for the ages!"

The fans still screaming all agree with the Hardcore Champs words...

"This is my big break, my shot for glory...I've proved myself in Hardcore...It's time for me to be reign Supreme"

Double D looks around the arena, smiling as the fans are on their feet, chanting his name as he walks down the ramp. Wotto stands smiling yet looking focused.

Kave This is what the 4WF is about...Two people that respect and like each other, going at it for the Supreme Title!

Bret: It makes me sick...

Double D gets to the bottom of the ramp, walking around the side and climbing the steps he gets intot he ring, passing through the middle and top rope. He walks to the centre of the ring, throwing his arms in the air as pyro's fly up into the rafters from behind him and up on the stage. The crowd screaming louder and louder as his music comes to a halt chants of "Wotto" and "Double D" echo around the building.

Wotto and Double D stand facing each other the referee walking up to them as a technician removes the pyrotechnic mat from the ring, in which the pyro's exploded from. The ref explains to them a few of the rules, making sure of a clean fight...

Kave: This is going to be a great battle!

Bret: Involving Jobbers? How is that possible!?!?!

The bell rings and the match is officially underway. Wotto and Double C circle the ring, keeping their eyes locked on each other, they tap knuckles before locking up and Wotto locks on a headlock, Double D reverses and sends Wotto against the ropes, coming back and knocking him down to the mat with a shoulder barge...

Kave: Classic wrestling...

Bret: BORING! BORING! BORING!

Spiner stands up, chanting "Boring" at the top of his lungs, he yells it out, sitting down quickly and whimpering as Wotto spins around, staring at the Color Commentator.

Kave: What's the matter Bret?

Double D gets to his feet, the pair lock up again and Wotto locks on another headlock, once again reversed by Double D and Wotto come off the ropes knocking DD down!

Kave: And again Double D goes down...

Wotto smirks slightly as Double D hits the mat with his fist, clearly annoyed at his efforts so far. He jumps to his feet and locks up with Wotto, grabbing the Outsiderz arm and twisting it around...then again and placing pressure on the shoulder, then bringing it around and locking on a hammerlock...

Kave: Some nice technical moves here from the Hardcore champ...

Bret: Do you notice how Double D hasn't brought out his Hardcore Title!

Kave: That's a good point, why hasn't he?

Bret: How the hell should I know...Didn't you ask him when you were having your session earlier?

Double D still having the hammerlock applies is forced to release as Wotto reaches the ropes...Breaking it he allows Wotto to spin around and nail a right hand to the face of Double D, the right hand knocking some sense into DD...

Kave: This is gonna heat things up!

Bret: Way up! The thermometer is gonna blow!

Double D stands mouth open staring at Wotto, the former Hardcore Champ surprised at Wotto's actions..

Kave: He's desperate to reach the finals! He wants Jace!

Bret: He wants nothing to do with Jace!

Double D and Wotto stand completely still, each man waiting for the other to make a move, Double D suddenly hands out a right hand of his own, connecting with the jaw of Wotto, sending his head flying to the side and some spit flying out of his mouth...

Kave: What a right hand!

Wotto brings his headback to face Double D and steps back against the ropes, charging at Double D and spearing the Hardcore champion.

Kave: Spear! Spear! Spear!

Bret: What a spear!

Wotto starts throwing left and rights down onto the head of Double D. With a  sadistic look on his face he continues to lay into the Hardcore Champion. Wotto grabs him by the hair and pulls DD to his feet, grabbing him by the arm and whipping him to the ropes he nails a clothesline sending Double D down to the canvas, the Outsiderz member slides out of the ring, walking over to the ring announcer and saying something to him...As he continues to talk Double D regains his composure and slides out of the ring after Wotto...

Kave: Oh!

Double D cracks Wotto around the back of the head with a forearm. Sending him falling forward against the timekeepers table, Wotto grabs hold of the Ring Bell as Double D holds him around the waist, ready to execute a suplex...

Kave: Oh My God!

Wotto knocks Double D out cold with a ring bell to the head! Double D falls to the ground, a few moments pass and a pool of blood slowly becomes visible. Wotto turns around, looking down on Double D and holding his head in his hands he seems appauled at what he has just done...

Bret: What a psycho!

Kave: He isn't thinking straight, because of Jace!

Wotto slides back into the ring, with a concerned look on his face. He begins to talk to the referee...

Kave: He's signalling to the referee that he thinks Double D should have some medical attention.

Double D leans on the apron as blood pours from a gash in his head. Wotto stares at him, looking worried as Double D's face looks extremely annoyed...

Bret: He's pissed!

Double D pulls himself into the ring, struggling to get to his feet, eventually doing so by using the ropes. He stares at Wotto, Wotto begins to walk towards him, the crowd completely silenced and shocked at Wotto's actions so far...As he closes down on the Hardcore Champ Double D suddenly starts to unleash rights hands, knocking Wotto backwards, the crowd erupting...

Kave: He's fighting back!

Double D lays in to Wotto, sending him backwards, further and further...Finally grabbing him by the hair and nailing a DDT!

Kave: He took him out of his boots with that one!

Double D rolls out of the ring, wiping his forehead and taking some of the blood from it, he wipes his eyes, stinging from the blood...He disappears underneath the ring emerging with two tables, he slides them into the ring and grabs a chair from ringside, sliding into the ring and setting everything up.

Kave: he's going back to his Hardcore roots!

Double D sets a table up leaning against a turnbuckle and the other one in the centre of the ring. He grabs the chair and waits for Wotto to get back to his feet, the Outsider takes a while but eventually stumbles up...

Double D swinging the chair around but wotto ducking and giving him a kick to the gut...

Bret: Wotto!

Kave: Stunner!

Wotto nails the Wotto Stunner, rolling over and ,making the cover...

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Kave: 3!

Bret: No kickout, he kicked out!

Kave: Oh My God! Double D kicked out of the Wotto stunner!

Wotto rolls off of Double D, holding his head in complete surprise...

Bret: I can't believe the Hardcore Champ kicked out...What guts and determination...

Double D rolls onto his stomach, using his arms to push himself up slowly and getting to his feet, at roughly the same time as Wotto, though the Outsider used the ropes and the table in the corner to bring himself up...he stands dazed in the corner...

Double D now on his feet, turns and spots Wotto...He bursts into a sprint at Wotto standing in the corner...

Kave: Another Spear!

Bret: No!

Wotto moves out of the way, sending Double D ploughing in to the table that was stood in the corner, snapping it in half he gets covered with wood, lying in a heap in the corner.

Kave: He missed! Wotto moved...

Double D crumpled up in the corner can barely be seen breathing as Wotto leans against the ropes. He slowly walks to the centre of the ring, Double D now pouring with blood completely and leaving a pool in the corner as he gets to his feet. Spinning around as Wotto raises his arms kicking him in the gut again, Double D keels over in pain as Wotto hooks his head and arm, hooking his leg...

Kave: Fisherman's Suplex!

Bret: Through the table!

Wotto executes the suplex, planting him through the table as the referee goes down for the count...

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Kave: Wotto is going to the final!

Bret: He's gonna get his ass kicked by Jace.

Supreme title Tournament - Semi Final

Jace Vs Bad Guy

Kave: Well, Bret, it is time for the Sefi-Final Supr-

HHHHHOOOOOOWWWWLLLLLLLL!!! The Wolf howls, and then "Seek & Destroy" plays, and out walks THe Bad Guy with Louise to a huge ovation. The Bad Guy is carrying a piece of paper, and in the ring, a Table with Leather Chairs are sitting in the ring. Bad Gu=y and Louise get in the ring, and Louise gets a mic.

"It's SURVEY TIME AGAIN!"

The crowd goes crazy, and she hands the mic to her man.

"How many of you came to see Bad Blood?"

BOOOOOOOOOOO

"How many of you came to see the Impakt Ikonz?"

The boos are more thunderous than before.

"How many of you  came to see the one, the only, the OUTSIDERZ!!!!!!"

Crowd goes crazy.

"I thought so. Now Jace, you better get your ass out here with that little girl, or there will be Hell to Pay!"

The crowd cheers, SSSSSSMMMMMMAAAAASSSSSSHHHHHH!  but they are interupted as the glass breaks and "Bret Harts Theme" plays, and out walks Wotto to another huge ovation. he gets in the ring and grabs another mic.

"Now, I know that the deal was tht if Jace brings Totto, Jace signs the contract, and he is free to go in to Retribution. I know he would do that because he is a coward. But if he hands Totto over, he saves an ass kickin' by Bad Guy. Well, that doesn't save him from me! Get your ass out here!"

The lights go dark, and a slight hum can be hearsd. THe hum gets louder and louder and then, -*BOOM*- "Stick Em Up" by Ludacris plays, and out walks Jace, alone, with a mic. THe lights go back on, and Jace is not dressed in his Ring Attire. He raises the mic to his lips.

"Wotto, Bad Guy, Louise. You are all fools. Wotto, you want to get to me? Well, at Retributiuon you will. All you already got through that Chauncey, Double D!"

The crowd and the Outsiderz all laugh, and nod their heads in truth.

Bret: Chauncey! Ha, great stuff!

Kave: Chauncey?

Bret: Shut up, Chauncey!

"But you are probably wondering where Totto is. Well, we have one last visit from 'Ikon Summer Camp.' Shall we see?"

Jace points to the Megatron, and Totto appears in front of the camp, where everyone is leaving.

Totto: Good bye, everyone. I will miss you!

Kids: Bye Totto!

Totto: Good bye, Counsoler Joe!

Joe: Good bye totto. And remember, have an Impakt Summer!

Totto: You too!

Totto gets on the bus, and they are singing " J-A-C-E- Rules! J-A-C-E-Rules! J-A-C-E-Rules! And Jace kicked Wotto's Ass-O." Totto immediatley joins in, and they all have fun. Later, Totto is seen getting off the bus, and Jace is waiting for her.

Totto: Uncle Jacey! Uncle Jacey!

Jace: Hey Totto! Did you have fun?

Totto: Yes! It was the best time of my life!

Jace: Well, tell me all about on the ride home!

Totto: Ok!

The two get in Jace's car, and drive off. THe Megatron goes dark, and the lights return, and Jace is still standing on the stage.

"Now, lets bring out the girl of the hour, TOTTO!"

Totto walks out in an Impakt Ikon T-Shirt way to big for her, and is smiling. SHe tells Jace to pick her up, and he puts her on his shoulders. There is a look of disbelief on the Bad Guy and Louise's faces, and Wotto is very pissed. He gets on the mic.

"Jace, you bitch! Get down here.

"Hey hey hey!(Jace is covering Totto's ears) No need for that kind of language. You will get Totto back. Now sign that contract, Bad Guy!"

Bad Guy signs the contract, but is still in shock, and gets a mic.

"Now you come down and sign it, you sick bastard!"

"No, tell Louiose to bring it down and Totto will walk up with her."

Totto grabs the mic from Jace.

"I dont want to go with Mean Old Uncle Wotto!"

"It is ok, if he hurts you, I will beat him even more at Retributiuon."

Totto smiles, and Jace sets her down. Bad Guy hands Louise the contract, and she heads up the ramp with it. SHe hands it to Jace, and reads it over before signing. He then signs, and Louise grabs Totto's hand, and they head up the ramp. Jace turns to leave, but is stopped by Wotto.

"Hey, Jace. We never finished the deal! How about we make our match at Retribution a.... FLAMING TABLES MATCH!?!?"

A sick, sadistic smil comes across the face of Jace. "Your on!"

The fans cheer, and Jace leaves. The Wolfpac theme plays, and Wotto looks happy that he got Totto back. Wotto goes to hug her, but she runs away to Louise. A sad, empty, lonely look comes across the face of Wotto, and Bad Guy tries to assure him as they walk up the ramp.

Kave: OH MY GOD! Jace has Brain Washed Totto!

Bret: Isn't it great?

Kave: NO! But Wotto WILL get his revenge at Retribution for the Supreme Title, in a Flaming Tables Match!

Bret: I love it! Jace will set Wotto on fire!

Kave: What a Pay-Per-View this is shaping up to be! Just SEVEN days away!

*Commercial Break*

All of a sudden, all the lights in the arena turned pitch black! The fans started to chit- chat amongst themselves, wondering who could be making an unscheduled appearance. However, just as quickly as
the lights in the arena turned black, Pantera started to blast over the speakers! As "Cemetery Gates" kept playing, the fans anticipation dyed down, and the fans began to boo rather loudly. The music kept blasting over the speakers, but there was no Impaler! He nor his beautiful wife were appearing on the stage! Suddenly, the megatron flickered to life, showing the image of Impaler and his wife. The music seized to exist, and the lights quickly returned to their former stage of brightness. Impaler has his dyed red down, and his wearing a Hellfire tee shirt! Vanessa is standing next to Impaler, looking as beautiful and as gorgeous as ever. Her head is resting on the shoulder of Impaler, and her left hand is rubbing the chest of the Xtreme champion. The gold belt itself is firmly strapped around the waist of Impaler, and Vanessa's other hand is rubbing the championship. Impaler's ice-cold blue eyes are staring right into the camera, giving the massive
crowd in attendance the image that he's looking at them. The crowd, who after got all the boos out of their system, started a not so welcoming "Asshole" chant. Impaler couldn't help himself, and he let out a slight chuckle at the fans' remarks.

"Everybody knows that the main goal in a professional wrestler's career is to entertain the fans. Whether it's in front of sixty people, or sixty thousand. There is absolutely nothing that we, the superstars of the squared circle would not do to brighten your day. Every night, we put our body's on the line, just so you, the adoring fans of the 4WF can have something to remember, even if you don't remember it for long. Our body's get torn to shreds, and our lives can get changed forever. We encounter numerous injury's, including concussions, broken bones, torn ligaments, pulled muscles and missing teeth. So why do we keep coming back to ravage our bodies in supreme pain? As I said earlier, for you. Do we get paychecks for what we do? Sure, but I know damn well that no amount of money would make any of this possible without the fans. We need the fans to make a living, and our living is to entertain. Some of the feuds you people see here are personal, and the men involved with the feud would go to any length to get their hands on the other man, but most of the things you see here is nothing but business. Trust me, if we have no real hatred for the men were fighting, we don't pummel the life out of them for no particular reason, we do it.for you. So why then, am I here? Why am I not standing in the middle of the ring, addressing you people face to face? How come I am not standing right in front of you people, entertaining you? Why? Because you don't deserve it! None of you know what it's like to be a professional wrestler, and none of you have what it takes. I am not in this federation for you, I am in this federation to benefit myself, and my own personal needs. That's why.that's why I am the Xtreme champion, because I'm in this for myself." The sick twisted Impaler said as Vanessa grinned.

"I left my home, the dark gym to come here, in front of all of you, and defend my championship. I left the gym thinking to myself that I would actually get a real challenge for once, and I left the gym thinking that someone in the back had at least an ounce of courage. This doesn't happen often, but it appears I was wrong. I left an open challenge for the second richest prize in the business today, but still, no one answered my beckoning call. I love to do what I do, and that's to pick up my paycheck after kicking some poor smuck's ass, but I have been getting paid for sitting at home. I have been getting paid for doing absolutely nothing, and while some may consider this a reward, I sure as hell don't. I like to get paid for doing a job well done, and I like to get paid because I deserve it. However, doing nothing does not count as doing a job well done. No matter how hard I tried to get an opponent, it did not matter. Getting an opponent is not something I can do, it's something somebody else must want. They must want the chance, and they must step up to the plate for the opportunity of a life time. It appears that either the roster is a little preoccupied tonight, or that the superstars are afraid of me. Which one I do not know, and that is an answer I do not care to know. The answer really does not matter to me, nor should it. The answer no longer concerns me, because now it's time to look ahead into the future." Impaler declared as the fans started to chant for their beloved Hellfire.

"One of the most hyped up and anticipated matches of all time goes down next week. This match has been declared one for the ages, and rightfully so. This match will decide oh so many things. Just who, exactly, carried who during our partnership? Who was the more dominate competitor, Hellfire, or Impaler? Those are just a couple of questions that will be answered next Sunday. This match, as I said before, in an earlier interview, will separate the man from the boy, and it will go down as a match of the year candidate. The match will be long, grueling, and unforgiving. For the first time ever, my Xtreme championship will be on the line, and we'll see just how well I fair. Blood will fall, and tears will be shed. Hellfire, I am telling you right now, I will hold nothing back against you, whatsoever. Hellfire, I know I'm ready, but the real question is, are you? Are you ready to penetrate into my world of carnage and destruction? I have known you for just about your whole life, and I'm pretty sure you are. After all, I'm talking about a man who blew my car to the high heavens. However, you did not do that on your own. I drove you to the brink of insanity, and I forced you to do what you did. I stole your jacket, I played mind games with you, and then, I did the one thing that pissed you off the most. I torched your prized jacket, and I enjoyed doing it. Hellfire, I entered your sick and twisted mind, and I succeeded in screwing up your life. Now dear friend, it's your turn. It's your turn to pay me back for all the hell I have put you through, and it's your turn to make me pay. I will bring a container of kerosene down to the ring, and I will bring a lighter. I will let you have the chance to watch me burn. I will give you the chance of a life time, and I will let you try to set me on fire, but then again, that opportunity could turn around and bite you in the ass, now couldn't it? Maybe the tables will turn, and maybe, just maybe, you'll be the one going up in flames. Either way you look at it, something will be going up in flames, besides are old partnership." Impaler replied as the fans began to cheer at the thought of the kerosene and lighter.

"Yes Hellfire, time grows thinner and thinner, and time is running out. In exactly one week from now, the fans will watch an empire burn. Whether it's the legacy of Impaler or Hellfire, it doesn't matter. All that matters is the simple fact that this event, this Pay Per View, which is aptly titled Retribution, will surely not be one to miss. Hellfire, every time I see you, I can't help but sense fear arising from you. Although I do not blame you for being scared, I do blame you for not doing something about it. When everybody last saw me, I was in my dark gym, and I explained to the world why they should not run from fear, and why they should not be afraid of defeat. Hellfire, if you did not see that piece of video footage, I suggest you go ask the god's of the megatron for a copy of it, just so you can fully understand what I'm about. Hellfire, whether you like it or not, there will be fire next Sunday. This is a very dangerous encounter, and this is what some people liked to call, 'dancing with the devil.' I looked at our situation through and through, and I discovered that this is the only way to go. It all made since. I burned your jacket, you made my car go up in flames, amongst other things. Than I started to think about carnage, destruction and death. In a sick and twisted way, in some shape or form, fire is the main source for them. That's why Hellfire, if one of us is going to go down, we might as well go down.in flames." Impaler said right before he took the Hellfire tee shirt off. Vanessa handed Impaler a lighter, and Impaler set the tee shirt ablaze. "Hellfire, I'll see you next Sunday." Impaler said as he broke out into a sadistic laugh. The fans in the arena were left stunned as the megatron faded away.

Kave: Did you see Impaler there?

Bret: Of course I saw it, I am here aint I.  He was just telling it as it is, that’s all.

 4WF World Title Number One Contender Match

Belly Vs Matt Morino

Kave: Well its about time for the main event, and what a main event it is!!!  Ever since DTA Belly has thought of himself as Number One Contender to the World Title, Even Jeremy Bratcher named him as the Number One Contender, but now, One week before 4WF’s fourth PPV, Retribution, Belly has to defend that right to the shot at Chris Michaels against Matt Morino!!

Bret: I cant believe that this match was made, Putting Belly in such a big match before his shot at the title, its Unbelievable,

Kave: Well, it was my understanding that it was your Commissioner that made this match up.

Bret: Mark Hossack, HA, he made this match because of what Belly did to him last week on Deathrow.

Kave: I am surprised that Mark Hossack was able to make the match after the state Belly left him in last week.

Bret: But there was a just cause for that…Mark Hossack revealed himself to be the one who has been attacking Belly from under the mask.  And Belly simply wanted to get his revenge against his masked attacker.

Kave: But it seems as though it is The Commissioner that has had the last laugh here though, as he made this match, and the bottom line here is that Belly has to earn his right to go into Retribution and fight for the championship.

Bret: Well, This is just another chance for Belly to prove himself worthy of the 4WF World Championship.

As Kave and Bret continue to discuss this match being made so close to Retribution '315' by OS101 kicks in as we hear a voice over the PA, "Its time to get old Schooooool!". Matt Morino walks out to the top of the ramp, pausing for a second to take in the cheers before walking down to the ring. Sliding into the ring he mounts the second turnbuckle and is greeted with huge cheers from the crowd.

Kave: Well there he is Bret, the man that nearly won the 4WF title not so long back in a triple tier cage match.  Although he never won the belt, he did come very close and he did make The Mystery Man tap out on top of the cage.  And if it wasn’t for the help of Bad Blood, you have got to believe that the title would have changed hands!!

Bret: You don’t know that for sure.

Kave: Your right, no one knows anything for sure.

The lights in the arena go off, as 'Forgotten' by Linkin Park echoes around the arena.  Pyrotechnics start to explode all around the stage, as out onto the stage steps Belly, wearing his usual Jeans, T-shirt and Bandana.  As Belly steps out, a chorus of boos starts to go all around the arena.  Belly starts to slowly walk down the ramp, just smiling at the fans as he seems to revel in the boo's and chants of the fans.  Half way down the ramp, Belly stops and raises to his mouth a microphone.  Before he speaks, he lowers the mic again and takes another look at the fans, who are screaming there hatred for him and an echo of boo’s can still be heard.  Belly’s music stops as he once again raises the mic to his mouth.

“SHUT THE F*CK UP!!!”

Kave: Whoa, Belly might have something to say, but he doesn’t need to speak to the fans like that.

Bret: What do you mean, listen to them, they have got no respect what so ever!!

Kave: Yea, but speaking to the fans like that has done nothing, they have just got louder!!

“Why cant you lot just shut your traps and open your ears and listen to what I have got to say!!!!  I was forced into this match by the Commissioner of the 4WF, Mark Hossack… The man who less than two weeks ago admitted to being the man that kept me from going into DTA, he admitted to being my Masked Attacker.  And last week on Deathrow, I taught him that if anyone messes with me, I will hurt them…And I came good on that promise.  And it is no different from today… Matt, I warned everyone, but you are still out here, ready to mess with me, with my shot at Chris Michaels, with my shot at 4WF Gold.  So Matt… I am going to hurt you!!  And to make sure that there is no chance, that I can lose my shot next week at Chris Michaels, let me introduce you, and everyone else, to the Special Guest Referee!!!!”

Kave: Whoa, a special Referee!!!

Bret: Oh my God, this match just got better!!!

Kave: But who is the referee going to be?

Bret: I think I know, lets find out.

As Belly and the entire arena look up towards the arena, ‘Momma Raised A Hellraiser’ hits the PA system, and out onto the stage steps the CEO and Owner of 4WF, Jeremy Bratcher.  Bratcher who has a mic in one hand, and instead of his usual suit, he is sporting a black and white stripped referees shirt.

Kave: Oh my god Its Bratcher!!! Bratcher is the special Referee.

Bret: This is why Belly is going to go into Retribution and fight for the championship belt… He is one step ahead, all the time!!  He was one step ahead before DTA when he revealed Bratcher as his mystery friend, and he is one step ahead now, that he has revealed his insurance policy going into Retribution to be Bratcher as well.  He has foiled the plans of the Commissioner, They say, he who laughs last, laughs Best, and Belly is laughing right about now.

Kave: Look at Matt, he cant believe it, he is furious!!! He came out here, wanted a straight forward wrestling match, he wanted to get Old Skool, but now he has no chance.

Bratcher slowly raises the mic to his mouth as his music stops and the fans react to him, just how they reacted to Belly.

Bratcher: “Seen as though I am totally fair, and want to give you, the fans, the best possible match you can see…I am declaring this match as a No disqualification, Falls count Anywhere match!!! Now Belly…go Kick his ass!!!!”

Belly turns his attention back onto Matt Morino as he starts his walk down the ramp towards the ring!!  Slowly followed by Bratcher who is keeping his distance from the ring.

Bret: Can you believe this, a No DQ, falls count anywhere match, this is Unbelievable!!!!!

Kave: Your telling me this unbelievable, the odds are not in Morinos favour here, and he knows it 

Morino stands waiting in the ring, as Belly starts a run towards the ring and slides under the bottom rope.  Morino quickly gets into the driving seat as he starts to kick Belly in the back of the head whilst he is on the floor.  Bratcher is quick to get in the ring, and brakes it up as he pushes Morino back to the corner, telling him to let Belly up.

Kave: Come on Jeremy, you are the one that made this match a no DQ, how can you tell him to break it up??

Bret: That’s Mr. Bratcher to you, and although this match is a No DQ match, it doesn’t mean we cant see a clean match now does it.

Morino is annoyed with Bratcher as he starts having a go at him, shouting at him and asking why he broke it up.  But before he can get anywhere he is spun around Belly who sends him flying into the corner with a big head butt.  Belly waists a little bit of time, which gives Morino time to come back out of the corner, but Belly grabs him and Irish whips him into the ropes, attempts the clothesline, but Morino ducks under Belly’s arm, and stops right behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist, and goes for a Belly-to-Back suplex.

Bret: Surely he cant get him up… That’s 400lbs

Kave: HE has got him off his feet, Bellys feet are off the floor.

Bret: NO!! I told you he couldn’t do it…He may have got him off his feet but he couldn’t get him over, His back just didn’t have it in him.

As Morino puts Belly back down , Belly turns around and delivers a fore arm shot to the top of his head, and then throws Morino against the ropes, and this time he does connect with the clothesline, as Morino is standing up, Belly comes off the ropes and lands with a swinging DDT.  Belly takes no time though and slides out of the ring and walks around to Tony Jordan.  Instead of asking for his steel chair, he picks up Tony Jordan and throws him down, and then takes his chair.  Morino tries to get out of the ring to attack Belly, but Bratcher stops him from leaving the ring.  Morino is sick of Bratcher interfering, and turns around to give him a piece of his mind, but as he turns around, Belly swings the chair, and from the outside he smacks the chair over the back of Morinos back who has it up against the ropes.  This sends Morino down to the canvas, and Belly slides the chair into the ring, and then looks for something under the ring.

Kave: That is not fair!!! Bratcher interfered again, and this time it allowed Belly to hit Morino over the back with the chair.

Bret: Bratcher is Belly’s insurance policy, he is just doing his job.

Kave: His job is to referee this match, not get involved!!

Bret: Look what Belly has found under the ring… He is pulling out a table…

Kave: Whats he going to do with that?

Bret: Well it looks like he is sliding it into the ring to me.

As Belly slides the table into the ring, he climbs into the ring himself and grabs the chair that he slid into the ring and awaits Morino to get up.

Bret: See…Bratcher is being a fair ref, he is helping morino to his feet, and making sure he can stand up properly.

Kave: what do you mean, he is picking him up an d holding him for Belly!!

Bret: If Belly takes advantage of Bratchers fairness, its not Mr. Bratchers fault.

As Bratcher picks up Morino, Belly swings the chairs and smashes it over Morinos head, which sends him falling down to the canvas.  Belly continues to swing the chair down onto the fallen body of Morino.

Kave: Come on, there is no need for this, he is literally mauling him with that chair!!!

As Belly continues to maul Morino, the lights in the arena go out and ‘Exit Music’ by radio head starts to echo around the arena and out onto the stage steps EWM, he takes one look at whats happening in the ring and starts to run down the ramp towards the ring.  As EWM approaches the ring the lights slowly come back on and his music stops.  EWM slides into the ring behind Belly and grabs the chair out of his hands as he swings it back behind his head.  Belly turns around and stares at EWM straight in the eyes.

Kave: What is EWM out here for? Is he out here to save Matt Morino?

Bret: these two former friends are staring each other down here, after EWM just snatched the chair right out of the hands of Belly.

Kave: EWM is talking to Belly, he is saying something to him.

“Belly…You do not him like that………………………………….”

Belly looks at EWM confused who looks ready to swing the chair

“You hit him like this…………”

EWM swings the chair down onto Matt Morinos spine

Bret: I guess that answers your question…he isn’t here to help Matt…He’s here to hurt him.

EWM picks up Matt Morino by the hair, but he can hardly stand up…EWM turns him around and kicks him in the small of the back…

Bret: Claymore, Claymore, claymore….

EWM hits the Claymore onto Morino, which sends him crashing back down to the canvas.  Bratcher tells Belly to go over to the table and both Belly and Bratcher begin to set up the table near the corner, as EWM continues to attack Morino with the chair.  EWM turns around and sees Belly, and it looks like he is about to swing the chair at Belly when out of nowhere Bad Guy appears and grabs hold of EWM’s legs from the outside and pulls him out, under the bottom rope.

Bret: What is Bad Guy doing here, he has no business out here

Kave: He has about as much business being out here as EWM does

As EWM gets dragged out the ring, he turns around only to be met with a kick to gut and…

Kave: Bad Guy Cutter, Bad Guy Cutter!!!!

EWM hits the floor hard, with Bad Guy wasting no time on his knees, hammering away at EWM’s head with his fists.  Back in the ring, Belly picks up the broken Morino and places him on the table.  He walks over and grabs the chair that EWM dropped and places it over the head of Matt Morino who is lying on the table.  Bratcher tells Belly to climb the ropes, which he does…he slowly climbs the turnbuckle as Bratcher holds down Morino, making sure he cant slide off.  Belly looks at Morino on the table, and then turns his back to him on the top rope, and then launches himself off!!!

Bret: Fly Fat Ass Fly!!!

Belly lands the Belly Sault, landing on the Chair which is pushed up against Morinos body, totally demolishing the table, and squashing Morino completely.  Bratcher falls to the matt and makes the count…

Bret: ONE

TWO

THREE

Bret: Belly has won the match, he got the three count over Morino

Kave: And you are surprised at this???

Bret: What do you mean… Belly is going to Retribution to face Chris Michaels for the title!!!

Belly stands back up as Bratcher tells him to once again go up to the top turnbuckle, which he does.

Kave: Not again!!! Belly don’t do it!!!

Bret: Go on Belly, Jump!!! Fly Fat Ass Fly!!!

Belly takes no time on the top rope as he leaps off once again and lands on the broken remains of Morino, as Belly lands Morino can be seen gasping for air.

Kave: This is serious, I think he has broken his ribs, he is really in pain.

Bret: I know, isn’t this GREAT!!!

On the outside of the ring, EWM and Bad Guy continue to go at it with each other exchanging lefts and rights, no one seems to be gaining the upper hand on the other.  Back in the ring, Belly grabs Morino and throws him out of the ring next to the ramp and follows him out.  Once on the outside of the ring, he throws him over his shoulder and walks up the ramp and disappears into the entranceway, leaving Bratcher in the ring, looking a little bit confused as to where he is taking morino.

Kave: Where is he taking Morino?

Bret: I don’t know, he just walked straight out of here with Morino flung over his shoulder.  I don’t even think Mr. Bratcher knows where he is going.

On the outside of the ring Bad Guy manages to get a little bit of an upper hand on EWM and as he knocks him down he sees Bratcher alone in the ring and slides under the bottom rope.  Bratcher turns around to see Bad Guy stalking him.  Bratcher backs off as Bad Guy gets closer to him, until he cant back off no more, as he is cowering in the corner, pleading with Bad Guy not to hurt him.

Bret: Whats Bad Guy going to do? He better not touch Bratcher, hes the owner and the CEO of the company!!!

Kave: If he does attack him, it will be his own fault, he brought all of this on himself

As Bad Guy looks as if he is about to attack Bratcher EWM kicks him in the small of his back and delivers the Claymore to Bad Guy in the middle of the ring.  This gives Bratcher time to roll out of the ring and out of harms way, as EWM continues to attack Bad Guy.

Bret: EWM made the save!!! He claymored Bad Guy, and gave him just what he deserved for attempting to attack the CEO of this company

Kave: He attacked him from behind!!

Bret: Hey whats that up there

Kave: Up where?

Bret: Up there, behind the Megatron, u can see something through it…

Kave: It looks like someone is behind the actual Megatron.

The figure behind the mega tron gets bigger until……..

Bret: OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!

Kave: Its Belly!!!!!!!!!!

Bret: Belly has just thrown Matt Morino straight through the Mega Tron onto the stage!!!!! That’s about 20 Feet, and he went through the Mega Tron and landed on the steel stage!!!!

Kave: He has gone way too far!!! There was no need for that.

Bret: But whats he doing now??? He looks like is going to jump off the megatron

Kave: Surely he wont, that’s 20 feet high!!!

Morino is laying on the steel stage as Belly looks through the Megatron to the carnage he has caused

Kave: What a mess!!!!

Bret: I know, there is now a big a hole in the Megatron

Kave: NOT THAT!!! I am on about Matt Morino!!

Belly turns around so his back is towards Morino, and he leaps off the Megatron and….

Kave: OH MY GOD!!!!!! Belly just landed the Belly Sault off the Megatron from 20 feet high onto the steel stage!!!!!!

Bret: I hope Belly is alright

Kave: Never mind Belly, what about Matt Morino, we need some paramedics or someone out here!!!!

Back in the ring, EWM and Bad Guy are still exchanging blows with each other, as they have been since Bad Guy came out to the ringside area.

Bret: Belly looks hurt

Kave: Belly might look hurt, but Matt Morino looks nearly dead, he has really got to be thriving in pain!!! Someone has got to help him out.

As EWM and Bad Guy continue to fight in the ring, and Belly begins to try to get to his feet after he jumped back wards from 20 feet high on the Megatron, ‘Lightning Strikes’ echoes around the arena and out onto the stage, in a wheelchair is the Commissioner, Mark Hossack.  He has a mic in his hand, which he throws down to the stage floor as the music stops.

Bret: Look at Mark Hossack, he’s in a wheel chair!!!

Kave: I guess that’s from Belly’s attack on him last week.

Bret: you got to believe that he is not happy with Belly retaining his No.1 Contendership, and you know that he will be looking for revenge after last weeks attack as well.

Hossack rolls up to the top of the ramp, then stands up out of his wheelchair, he walks over to Belly and helps him up.

Bret: Whats he doing? Why did he come out here in a wheelchair if he can walk?

Kave: I don’t know, but he is helping Belly up to his feet.

Once Belly is on his feet, Hossack walks him over to the wheelchair and sits him down in it.

Bret: He is sitting Belly down in the wheelchair…whats he doing?

Kave: I think he is helping him up and out of here.

Bret: No look!!!!

Hossack starts wheeling Belly off the stage, but turns around and runs towards the edge of the stage!!

Bret: NOOOO

Kave: He just rolled Belly straight off the stage in the wheelchair

Bret: How could he do that!!!  Someone has got to get out here and help Belly, he could be hurt!!!

Hossack walks back over to where he dropped the mic and picks it up. 

“Alright, you 2 in the ring, stop fighting and listen to what I got to say, it involves you 2 as well!!!!”

At this point EWM had more or less thrown at each other all they had, as Hossack told them to stop fighting.  Bad Guy stopped, but EWM caught him on the jaw with a right hook which knocks Bad Guy over the top rope.

“I said stop F*CKING FIGHTING!!!”

EWM looks around at Hossack with a look of pure hatred in his eyes, as Bad Guy stands up and looks at EWM before he stares at Hossack.

“Now that I got your attention, I got a few things that needs clearing up.  Now First off, since my ‘good friend’ Jeremy Bratcher over there gave me the powers of the Commissioner, I haven’t made many matches.  And I haven’t really used my power to its full extent, but that’s ALL going to change!!!  You See Belly, you fat piece of $hit, last week you attacked me from behind and put me through a table, like you did to Morino before…If he still alive that is, HA.  But you see Belly, that pissed me off, and now, you and Mr. Bratcher think your so damned clever don’t ya, winning the match tonight…Well Do you feel clever Tough Guy?? “

Bret: What is he talking about?

Kave: I don’t know, but he doesn’t seem happy…and what did he mean by….going to use his powers to the full extent??

“Well Belly…let me tell you this…you might have retained your Number One Contendership…But you are not going to be at Retribution…Now, if you choose you can say what I am about to do is because I cant stand you, and physically hate you.  Or you can see it from my view, that I am doing this for your own good, and if I didn’t do this, you would be attacked every single week like tonight when you took your ride off the stage”

Bret: What is he on about?  What does he mean, for his own good? Whats he gonna do

Kave: I really don’t have a clue

“Here it is Belly, the bottom line of it is…YOU ARE SUSPENDED…INDEFINATLY!!!!!!!!”

Bret: Suspended, how can he do that….

Kave: I don’t know, This is huge news, whats going to happen with the Main Event at Retribution.

Bret: Do you realise that Mark Hossack has managed to screw Belly out of another Pay Per View!!!

“And as for you two down there…At the Pay Per View, I think the only way to solve everything would be to have a triple threat match for the 4WF WORLD TITLE!!!! It will be an Awesome match, it will be EWM Vs Bad Guy Vs Michaels for the title!!! And that’s Totally final, have fun!!”

At that Mark Hossack, the 4WF’s Commissioner walks off the stage into the back with a huge smile on his face as he looks over the edge of the stage at Belly lying on the floor, and then looks at the broken remains of Matt Morino on the stage and he just starts to laugh away at himself and walks backstage.

Bret: Can you believe that, a Triple Threat Match!!!!!

Kave: What a huge main event!!!!!!!!!!!!!1

Bret: But what about Belly, he has been screwed out of a title shot by Mark hossack AGAIN!!!

Kave: Never Mind Belly, where are these EMT’s Matt Morino hasn’t moved since Belly landed the Belly Sault off the Megatron!!!!!!

Bret: Well where about out of time here folks!!!

Kave: Make sure you tune in next week for the 4WF’s Fourth Pay Per View, Retribution…Don’t Miss it!!

Bret: Someone help Belly, come on!!!!

Kave: Who would have thought that Belly’s last actions in 4WF would be being thrown off the stage in a wheelchair!!!!!

Bret: Hey, Who’s that up there!!!

Kave: Where?

Bret: Up there in the rafters!!!

Kave: Its Chris Michaels, whats he doing?

Bret: It looks like he is just watching from up there!! How long do you reckon he was there for?

Kave: I don’t know, but I wonder if he heard the huge news about Belly being suspended and the match at the Pay Per View being made to a Triple Threat Match!!!

As Deathrow goes off the air, EMT’s flood out of the backstage area and attend to Belly and Matt Morino as Referees flood out to try and separate Bad Guy and EWM who have started fighting once again, and the figure in the rafters continues to stare down at the action.

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