Deathrow 2nd September
The Main Event

As the Deathrow Intro flies out over the World the arena erupts with PyroTechnics flying around, spotlights skimming over the crowd as “Guerrilla Radio” by Rage Against The Machine blairs over the PA System. As the camera pans around the arena, catching some of the thousands of signs, held by the most loyal fans in the World of Wrestling the screne finally focuses on the announcers table, sitting alongside Bret Spiner the new Deathrow Commentator, Allstar.

Allstar: Welcome one and all, to the greatest and most action packed Wrestling Show around! I’m Allstar, here in place of Kave Quinn on my Campaign for Respect … Joined by the most colourful commentator ever to grace Cable Television.

Bret: Yes! That’s me … That’s me right?

Allstar: Yes, that’s you Bret. Were coming Live! From Calgary, Alberta, Canada … Here at the Pengrowth Saddledome! Aren’t you excited?

Bret: Yeah! What a night it’s going to be … Were gonna see The Bad Guy gets his ass kicked by Makaveli and Impaler.

Allstar: Well we don’t know who he’s selected as a partner.

Bret: I think Belly, or Wotto … Probably Wotto.

Allstar: Wotto has a match already though Bret, I would like to help out The Bad Guy but I have a match already …

Bret: Assuming The Bad Guy would want you … I think it’s Wotto, because he’s dumb enough to wrestle twice … What a fool!

Allstar: You don’t know that it is hi…

Bret: I mean, you’d think he’d show The Grim Ikonz and The Francise a bit more respect!

Allstar: Who would show The Grim Ikonz any respect … Their despicable, they destroyed a legacy in the Impakt Ikonz and are trying to imitate it!

Bret: I’d watch my mouth if I was you!

Allstar: I’m just speaking my mind …

Bret: Well I’d learn to think before you speak

Allstar: It’s my opinion, if I think the Grim Ikonz are pathetic then it’s my opinion! There’s nothing anyone can do about that!

Bret: I wouldn …

“Cemmetary Gates” by Pantera begins to play over the PA System, as fog pours out around the entranceway. As the entrance becomes completely covered by the smoke, green lasers start to fly around the arena as the lights fade completely to black.

Bret: Well done Allstar, your out here 5 seconds and you’ve already caused trouble, your gonna get your ass kicked now!

Allstar: Shut Up Bret! You think I’m scared of these guys … I’m the damn Allstar!

As the Guitar Solo finishes and the song kicks in Impaler comes walking through the fog, wearing black Adidas jogging pants and a white, green and black Grim Ikonz T-Shirt.

Bret: Here comes the man! Ha Ha, your dead Allstar … Get ready for an ass whooping!

Impaler stops at the top of the ramp, the entranceway still filled with smoke behind him … As his music continues to play “I Am The Bulldog” can be heard in the background, as it fades in Hellfire comes walking out of the back, joining Impaler on the stage, staring down at the ring.

Bret: This is gonna be so good, your gonna get noticed now … People are gonna refer to you as the guy who got his ass kicked by the Grim Ikonz …

Allstar: Yeah, we’ll see Bret!

Bret: Though that is better than Allstar I suppose …

Allstar gives Bret a sharp look, as Impaler walks across to the right hand side of the stage. Hellfire going over to the left. “I Am The Bulldog” still playing over the PA System. “Ballad Of A Dead Soulja” echoes around the arena, taking over from Kid Rock …

Bret: Here comes the Don … Mr. Kuluminati himself … Makaveli The Don!

Makaveli comes strolling out from the fog wearing his black Johnny Blaze jeans and another one of the popular Grim Ikonz T-Shirts, the arena still in complete darkness other than the stage, light coming from the entranceway is casting light across the three men and a few members of the crowd.

Bret: 3 on 1, I Love it!

With almost all of the Ikonz now out on the stage, Makaveli standing almost in the centre, with Impaler and Hellfire, one either side of him. “Ballad Of a Dead Soulja” fades away, leaving the arena in silence … The silence broken by “Wake Up” by Rage Against The Machine …

Bret: Ha Ha, only a few moments until your ass kicking!

Apocalypse comes walking out onto the entranceway, the smoke now beginning to clear, as the 4 men unite on the stage the crowd begins to jeer the group as they make their way down the ramp together …

Bret: Here they come, the future of the 4WF, the best damn group of wrestlers to grace the ring …

Allstar: Are you their PR guy or something, do you get paid to kiss their asses?!?!

The Grim Ikonz reach the bottom of the stage, a green spotlight following their path. Makaveli and Apocalypse both slide underneath the bottom rope as Hellfire jumps up onto the apron, stepping through the middle rope. The group join in the centre as Impaler walks up the steps, stopping in the centre of the apron and looking out into the crowd …

He turns back around after a few moments, stepping through the middle rope and into the ring. He joins the other three in the centre of the ring. Makaveli grabs a microphone from Tony Jordan and forces the Ring Announcer to leave the ring …

Bret: Get out of the ring Tony, let them speak!

As Tony Jordan is practically thrown out of the ring by Apocalypse, the lights around the arena come back on, Makaveli hands Impaler the microphone and allows the leader of the Grim Ikonz to speak …

“Hello people of Canada!”

The crowd go insane, jeering the Grim Ikonz leader as he stands unphased by the abuse thrown at him.

“We decided to come out here tonight, in front of you people to show you and the world the true death of the Impakt Ikonz … You may be thinking, well you already killed them two weeks ago … But you are wrong, we have come out here to make it official!”

The arena still chanting abuse at the Ikonz …

Crowd: Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!

“You see … The Impakt Ikonz may have been a force to be reckoned with, but like all things, they were growing old and like nature, the superior species prevailed … And now the Ikonz are extinct!”

Impaler paces around the ring, with a huge smile on his face …

“Your going to love this!

Makaveli., Apocalypse and Hellfire talk between themselves, each with an equally large smile.

“Hit the lights …”

The lights around the arena dim once again, as the MegaTron flickers into action. Showing the ending of the Impakt Ikonz … The Masters Of The Game turning their backs on Jace, Time and Thiesen. Bringing the Impakt Ikonz to and end …

“All 3 men start attacking the 2 fallen ikons when ‘Cemetery Gates’ by Pantera starts to echo around the arena and running to the ring is Impaler…

Bret: Finally…. Another Ikon is here to finally sort this out.

Impaler slides in the ring and grabs Hellfire’s arm and spins him around, Double Hyped grab their belts and leave the ring, as they feel they have done the damage as they walk up the ramp with their belts held high, looking back in the ring as Impaler and Hellfire just stare at each in the eyes, not saying a word.

Bret: Hit Him for crying out loud!!!!!!!

Impaler draws back his fist and swings it, but then stops and offers his hand as they both shake hands”

“That was damn good wasn’t it …”

Hellfire nods in agreement, as the footage continues to play …

“Hellfire and Impaler help the other 2 ikons back to their feet, as Apocalypse, Makaveli and Dustin Thiesen make their way down to the ring, all with smiles on their faces… In his hand, Apocalypse has a mic, which once in the ring he hands to Impaler….

Impaler: “you see… We have got everyone fooled…. You see… Me and Impaler had this thing worked out from the start… But there was one problem… And that was LOSERS!!!!!!!! And that’s one thing I cannot stand… its losers….”

Bret: Me Neither… But look in that ring, we have Jace, Time, Impaler, Hellfire, Apocalpyse, Makavelie the Don and Dustin Thiesen… what a team!!!!

Impaler: “I mean… Hellfire and I had to look at this from a few different angles, and the way we see it, Apocalpsye and Makaveli proved themselves when they premeditatedly ran over Bad Guy and Chris Michael’s…. But what about you two (pointing at Jace and Time, with both having blood dripping down their faces….) What about you two.,… you couldn’t even defeat Hyped Up and Double D… so therefore, you don’t deserve to be associated with us… “

Impaler and the Grim Ikonz, stay laughing at what they see on the MegaTron. It simply showing them humiliating Time and Jace …

“This is really great, I mean, I can picture it in my mind, but seeing it up there reminds me how good that was … we fooled everyone then”

“Impaler: “And what have you done recently, I mean you have won the Gauntlet… but so what… you have done absolutely nothing….”

Apocalypse and Makaveli then start attacking Dustin Thiesen as Thiesen manages to roll under the bottom rope and escapes the ring….

Impaler: “Go On… RUN…. Run like the scared pussy you are…”

Thiesen goes to get back in the ring, but Hellfire has grabbed the chair, and swings it over the ropes, making Thiesen back off from the ring…

Impaler: “Now, what you see in this ring here… Me, Hellfire, Apocalypse and Makaveli the Don, are the new force in the 4WF… this is the greatest collection of wrestlers the 4WF have ever seen… The Grim Reapers and the Impakt Ikons combined… And from this moment on… you are all looking at the GRIM IKONS.”

The MegaTron fades to black, with the words ‘Grim Ikonz’ in green writing, standing in bold for the world to see.

“And that was that, the Grim Ikonz were made, the Impakt Ikonz destroyed … once and for all. And there’s nothing anyone can do about it. So I’d like a minutes silence for the now departed group …”

The arena fills with boo’s and abusive chants, Asshole can be heard echoing around the arena. A look of disgust comes across Impaler’s face as he raises the microphone to his mouth.

“You people make me sick, you have no respect … Damn Canadian’s … Shut your mouths!”

Impaler throws the microphone down on the mat, saying something to his team mates, as they all line up facing the MegaTron and bow their heads.

Allstar: I can’t believe their doing this …

Bret: Shhhh, do you mind … it’s a minute silence.

Allstar: This is stupid, it’s a joke

Bret: The only joke around here, is your wrestling career!

Allstar jumps to his feet, standing tall above Bret …

Allstar: Would you shut up with the sarcastic comments!

As Spiner whimpers in his seat, leaning back into the crowd. The Grim Ikonz turn around to face the Announcers table, they stare down at the Allstar … Allstar turns and looks up at The Ikonz facing him, the four men in the ring keep eye contact as they move forward.

Bret: Here they come, your in trouble now!

Apocalypse, Impaler, Hellfire and Makaveli walk to the other side of the ring, looking over the ropes down onto Allstar, as Impaler signals Apocalypse to get out of the ring and meet Allstar the lights around the arena go out, casting the building into darkness.

Bret: What?! What’s going on?!?!

The MegaTron flickers into action as “Coma Black” by Marilyn Manson begins to play around the arena. Fans cast some light as lighters spark up all over the building.

A picture comes onto the MegaTron, Showing the former 4WF Commissioner Mark Hossack.

Bret: What?!?!

The picture shows Hossack standing in the ring, holding a microphone to his lips …

“Tonight … Will be a night that everyone in this building will remember … Tonight, will be a night that everyone watching at home will remember … Tonight, will be a night that the wrestling world will remember … And tonight, will be a night that I will remember for the rest of my life!”

The crowd quieten as Mark Hossack continues to speak. The microphone raised to his mouth as he stands still in the middle of the ring.

“You see, I’ve been around this place for 5 months now. It’s been off and on, but I’ve had a damn good time in general. Now me being the commissioner I have the power to hire and fire who I damn well please! So that’s exactly what I’ve done … I’ve hired a new wrestler here in the 4WF … I’m not letting you meet him yet but you will in due time”

The crowd erupt into cheers. Hossack begins to rub his forehead as he looks down at the canvas, lifting his head after a few seconds and then looking back out into the fans 

“And I had to do this for one reason. The man that I’ve hired is going to cause a huge impact around here. Because I couldn’t have my last action as the commissioner to be one that wasn’t very impressive could I?!?!”

The fans now unsure after Hossack’s previous words. They stay silent as he continues.

“So now you all know. I am no longer commissioner of the 4WF, infact from this point onwards … I am no longer a part of the 4WF! 

The footage begins to fade, the last words of Hossack begin to echo around the arena, “Coma Black” still playing in the background, the words continuosly repeating …

“I am no longer a part of the 4WF!”

… The words begin to fade into the background as the excitement in the arena grows and grows, the whole crowd on their feet. With The Grim Ikonz all standing in the centre of the ring now, all appearing confused with no idea of whats going on …

As the music begins to fade after the words the Ikonz stand wondering what just happened, as the silence is suddenly broken by a voice from the PA System …

“ARE …”

“YOU …”

“READY …”

“FOR …”

“THE …”

“MAIN …”

“EVENT?”

“Rock Superstar” by Cypress Hill begins to play around the arena, the crowd screaming as the chimes play all over the building.

Bret: What’s going on?!?! Who’s this … Is it Aaron Starr?!?!

Allstar gets back into his seat, the lights still off other than those few lighters. As the song continues fog begins to flood the whole arena, hanging above the crowd … The Ikonz look around nervously, unsure of what to expect from all of this …

As the fog stays ominously over the fans, huge flashes eminate from the rafters, similar to bolts of lightning, with each one a sound of thunder shakes the arena, Impaler almost jumping with each bang, turning to his team mates as they sound.

As the flashes grow faster and the bangs of thunder stronger a figure appears in the entranceway, his back to the ring and his head bowed down …

Bret: Who is it?!?! Can you see?

Allstar: I have no idea, I can’t see a thing!

 As he figure begins to lift his head a huge bolt of lightning flies down from the rafters, striking the stage. The man throws his arms out and spins around wearing all black, a black leather jacket with a t-shirt, a ligtning bolt imprinted in the centre and black trousers. As the lights turn on slightly, allowing for the first time for the world to see his face…

Bret: Who the hell is that?

The man holds a microphone in his right hand, he pulls it into his body and lifts it to his lips, the music stops as he begins to speak …

“So …”

The arena erupts, the fans screaming and going insane, whilst the Grim Ikonz stand in the ring, unimpressed at being interrupted …

“You’re the Grim Ikonz then?!?!

Impaler nods his head as the crowd boo at the mention of the group in the rin g

“Well who the fuck are you guys?”

Impaler’s face turns from a smug file into pure rage, turning to Apocalypse, Hellfire and Makaveli in astonishment …

“That;s right, who the fuck are you … All I see is a group of backstabbing …”

The crowd erupts once again, fans echoing his words …

“cheating …”

“pathetic …”

“bunch of losers!”

The man stands tall at the top of the stage. Looking down on the ring as he begins to smile, smurking as Impaler’s and the other Ikonz faces grow more and more angry.

“You think your it. All you people have done is stolen the legacy of a group of damn good wrestlers … You stole the legacy and inherited none of the talent. You can pretend all you want, but none of you are a Jace, a Justin Time or a Dustin Thiesen!”

The man lifts his left hand, brushing his hair back, a smile still on his face yet still a look of complete seriousness.

“And I’m here to bring you to your sense … Your not going to get away with it … It’s that simple, the man that brought me here was a former Impakt Ikon … That man was The Chosen One, Mark Hossack!”

The fans having calmed down jump to their feet, screaming as the former 4WF Commissioner is mentioned.

“And who you guys are is the exact reason I’m here. I’m here to kick some ass, to kick your asses, to kick everyone’s ass, and I’m gonna start tonight, fitting really … That I’m gonna be starting with you two …”

The stranger points down at Impaler and Makaveli …

“In the Main Event, I am The Bad Guy’s partner …”

The crowd go completely wild

Bret: What?!?! He can’t be, who the hell is he …

“That’s right, The Bad Guy … And The Main Event Shannon Storm, on the same team!”

The crowd going completely ballistic, as Impaler grabs the microphone off of the ground …

Impaler: You can’t, your not a wrestler, your not on the roster!

Shannon Storm begins to laugh, Impaler’s words so pathetic …

“I will and I can, as you saw, in that bit of footage … I am Mark Hossack’s signing, he came to me before he left, wanting me to join the 4WF in his last act, I agreed and I’m gonna kick your asses … when you dis respected Jace, Justin Time, Dustin Thiesen and any other Ikonz, you dis respected his friends and part of him … Your gonna pay!”

Storm throws the microphone down, turning his back to The Grim Ikonz as “Rock Superstar” starts up, he walks into the backstage leaving Impaler and the other Ikonz standing in the ring.

Bret: Oh my god! Shannon Storm is in the 4WF!

Allstar: What huge news! This is big! He seemed pissed!

The Ikonz slowly leave the ring and continue up the ramp, clearly embarresed and angry from the start of their evening.

Allstar: What a beginning, what a night it’s gonna be!

Bret: Shut up! I hate you, your gonna get what you deserve tonight …

Allstar: What? I have nothing to worry about, only Hyped Up … Ha ha!

Suddenly Allstar’s head smashes against the side of the table, Bret laughs as Hyped Up comes over the barrier … kicking and punching Allstar, he grabs the member of Men On A Mission by the hair and once again throws him head first into the side of the table.

Bret: Ha Ha, What did I say?!?! I told him!

Hyped Up grabs the headset wire and wraps it around Allstar’s neck, strangling him as the crowd go crazy …

Bret: Hyped! Join me, take over Allstar!

Hyped Up shakes his head and walks away, leaving Allstar bleeding slightly from a gash on his head. As he skips back over the barrier medics come rushing around the ring, beginning to care for Allstar …

Bret: Well it looks like I’m all alone out here … Oh my God! How good is this going to be, me on my own! This going to be the best Deathrow … EVER!

“Guerrilla Radio” explodes over the speakers once again, some small fireworks explode from the stage as the crowd rise to their feet. Moments later Kave Quinn comes walking out of the back …

Bret: What’s he doing here, why does he always have to spoil my fun!

Passing Allstar being helped backstage by the medics, he jogs around the ring, waving to the fans as he comes to the Announcers Table.

Bret: What are you doing here?

Kave sits down next to Bret, placing on a headset …

Kave: Hello Bret!

Bret: Why did you have to come out?

Kave: Well it is my job, seen as Allstar is gone, I figured I should come and help.

Bret: Well you figured wrong!

World Title Tournament 1st Round Matches

DJ Deadly Vs Jace

Kave: We are back. And now it is time for yet another First Round Tournement Match up.

Bret: And this is involving the man that was kidnapped by the New Breed, my former favorite wrestler... Jace!

Kave: Oh shut up, Bret. He was kicked out of his own stable by Impaler-

Bret: What a guy!

Kave: An was kidnapped by the New Breed. Folks, we are not sure whether or not Jace will make it hear today. But if he does, he will be taking on DJ Deadly.

Bret: Did you see all of those sick things that the New Breed did to him!?!?!? They locked him in a cupboard with poisonous snakes and spiders!

Kave: Yes, I saw. But what got to me was all the mind confusion techniques. I just hope Jace didn't go to the "dark" side.

Bret: I hope so! Jace in the New Breed!!!!

Kave: Well, we are still waiting the arrival of-

Kave is cut off by the sound of DJ Deadly's music, and he enters the arena to boos.

Kave: Here is a cocky young superstar.

Tony Jordan: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for One Fall, and is a First Round Match up for the 4WF World Title Tournement. Making his way to the ring, he weighs in at 275 lbs..... DEEE JAAAY DEAAADLY!!!

Bret: I like him. He is no match for Jace though!!

DJ slides in the ring and waits for his opponent.

Kave: We still don't know if Jace is here or not.

Bret: He probably isnt after being lashed by that cain!

"World War 3" begins to play over the arena and the crowd cheers for Jace, but he does not come out. His entrance music plays one more time, but he still does not come out. DJ Deadly grabs a microphone out of Tony Jordan's hand.

"Well, I guess my opponent is to much of a pussy to show up and fight me tonight. Well, he has 10 seconds til he is officially counted out of this match. Ref, start the 10 count!"

The refferee begins to count.

Kave: This is unfair!


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The ref stops the 10 Count as The lights go blood red and the Mega Tron lights up with all the torturing that the New Breed put Jace through while "A Place for My Head" by Linkin Park plays. The ref stops counting, and DJ Deadly starts throwing his arms in a fit.

Kave: Whoa! This isn't Jace's entrance!

As the fans cheer wildly, Jet and Jeremey Bratcher step out of the curtains, both carrying Torches. The walk forward to the end of the stage, and turn around to see Jaxx and Carnage pushing a steele cart. On the cart is what seems to be a gold mumification casket with blood stains on it. Jet and Bratcher slowly walk down the ramp, leading Jaxx and Carnage.

Bret: Is Jace in that?

Jet and Bratcher walk around the ring to the announcers both and set the toches in posts on each side of the ring. Jaxx and Carnage carry the golden coffine in to the ring. Dj Deadly and the refferee stand on the other side, affraid for their lives. Jaxx and Carnage unlock each latch that keep the casket shut. As it opens from down the middle, the slide the doors open, and Jace plops out and lands flat on his face to the floor.  He is still wearing his bloody shirt and pants, his hair is not permed or styled,  his hands are wraped up in tape, and he is all bloody. Jaxx and Carnage take the casket and set it back on the cart. Carnage looks to  Bratcher and calls him over. He whispers something in to his ear, then Jeremey pushes the cart and the casket back to the top where he wheels it backstage.

Kave: Oh my! Will Jace be able to compete?!?!

Bret: What have they done to him!?!?!?

Jaxx begins to walk over to the announcers both, and the lights return to normal.

Bret: Well, what a pleasure. Good day, Jaxx.

Jaxx: ya, it is about to get better.

Kave: What did you do to Jace?!?!?!

Jaxx: We opened his eyes.

In the ring, the referee rings the bell, and Dj Deadly starts to circle Jace as he lies on the floor. DJ rolls Jace's limp body to where he is on his back, and he covers him.

Kave: DJ is going for the easy win.


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Kave: Jace kicked out!!!!!

Jaxx: It begins!

Jace slowly pushes himself up to stand. He sees DJ Deadly, and his glowing red eyes get a sick look. He walks towards DJ slowly, and the blood starts to drip down his head. He stands face to face with DJ, toe-to-toe, And smiles. "HIT ME!" Dj stumbles backwards. "HIT ME YOU FOOL!"

Kave: Why does he want to be hit?!?!?

Jaxx: He has coped with pain....

"GOD DAMNIT YOU BASTARD..... HIT ME!!!!!!" DJ raises his hands and delivers
a fore arm smash to Jace's head. Jace stumbles back, and looks at DJ. He brings a finger to his lip, and blood spreads. He looks at his bloody hand and smiles. Jace looks at DJ and say "Not good enough. I will show you how it is done!"

Kave: Oh no!

Dj tries to get out of the ring, but Jace grabs him by his hair and pulls him back in.

Kave: It is about to get physical!!!!

Jace whips to the ropes and delivers a hard clothesline. He picks DJ back to his feet and tosses him to the corner. He runs at DJ and delivers a strong Drop Kick. He then sets DJ up on the top turnbuckle.

Kave: A high risk maneuver all ready!!?!?!??

Jace stands on the top, and leaps to deliver a strong Huricanrana which sends DJ flying accross the ring. DJ steps to his knees, and begins to plead with Jace. Jace grabs him by the throat and stands him up. He boots DJ in the stomach, then delivers a smooth standing suplex. He climbs the top rope, and leaps out in a backflip body splash.

Kave: An Asai Moonsault!

Bret: Wow, Jaxx. What ever you did, it worked.

Jace stands DJ up and places his head between his legs. He lifts him up and slams him down for a unique Power Bomb.

Kave: Jace could win this at any time.

Jaxx: Would you mind? I am trying to enjoy this moment. He is being reborn!

While DJ Deadly tries to crawl to his feet, Jace kicks him to the side. DJ slides to the center of the ring, where he stands up, but is bent over forward holding his stomach. Jace sees the position he is in, and bounces off the ropes and delivers a strong Sciscor Kick.

Kave: The Anarki Kick!!!!

Bret: PIN HIM!!!!

Jaxx: Not yet, he wants to inflict ,ore.

Kave: Inflict more what?

Jaxx: PAIN.

DJ Deadly falls to the mat and doesn't move. The referee tries to tell Jace to stop, but he pushes him out of the way and climbs to the outside ring apron.

Kave: Oh no, what now????

Jace rips his bloody shirt off and exposes his raw back and all of his scars and markings. He smiles, then  grabs the top rope, and lines up with DJ Deadly's head. Jace leaps on to the top rope and springboard's in to a front-flip Leg Drop on to DJ. Dj's body twtichs in pain on his neck. Jace just stands up as the referee kneels over to check on DJ Deadly. The ref stands up and shakes his head. The bell rings, and the Ref whispers something to Tony Jordan. Tony gets in the ring.

Kave: Wow, let's here the descision!!

"The winner of this match, by knock out..... JAAAAAAACCCCCEEEE!"

Jace snatches the the mic from Tony.

"I am not Jace! Jace was weak, and I have no name. But if you must call me something.... cal me...... ANARKI!"

Kave: Anarki?!?!?

Bret: Wow! Jac- Anarki knocked him out!

Jaxx: He is born....

Jaxx drops his headset and slides in the ring. and extends his hand to Anarki. Anarki slaps it away and speaks to him.

"You.... you are responsible. You and the one Carnage. You made me what I am..... You made me this... this... this MONSTER.... And I, I ...... I thank you."

Kave: What? He kidnapped him and tortured him. Anarki is thanking Jaxx?

Carnage slides in the ring as Jet looks on.

"Carnage.... Jaxx... Jet.... You all opened my eyes. I know now what we are here for. Pain.... TO inflict and Recieve....... And I am forever apart of your New Breed. You know, if Jace were here...... he would say 'It is time for a NEW BREED of Ikonz!' But Jace died..... and Anarki shall be spread."

Kave: No! Jace didn't die!!!!

Bret: Forget Jace, that is the past. Anarki is the FUTURE!!!!!

Anarki puts his hand out and shake's Jaxx hand. He then turns to Carnage and does the same. Anarki raises the mic to his mouth.....

"Grim Ikonz........ prepare yourselves for a new evil...... I am coming after you!!!!!!"

Anarki drops te mic and the New Breed leaves the ring as "A Place for My Head" plays again. Jet quickly runs up the ramp after them as the scene fades to a comercial

**Commercial Break**

Moraless Vs Warlord

Kave:  Welcome Back folks.... we have seen some great matches here tonight

Bret:  Yes we have!

Kave:  And next we have yet another promising fight between two very different wrestler’s in terms of size and technique.

Bret:  And that word is gonna make the difference. . .SIZE!

Kave:  How you mean Bret?

Bret:  Well Warlord is HUGE! There ain’t no way Moraless can compete with that. . .

Kave:  That may be true but we have seen this kind of mix and match, match up and we have seen very different outcomes. . .Size is not necessarily the factor here

Bret:  Well, my money is on Warlord

Kave: that may be a safe bet. . .but it may not be a safe bet. . .

With that. . .the lights go out around the arena turns to complete darkness.  An extremely loud drum roll blasts out over the sound system and a mixture of cheers and jeers are let out from the crowd.

Kave:  He were go folks

Bret:  Here he comes!

Kave: that drum role is always intense.

The drum roll comes to an end and a huge bang echo’s around the arena as a ball of fire explodes from the ramp way and lights up the crowd as it storms into the sky above.  A single orange spotlight appears on the stage directly in front of the entrance, and Star Wars Imperial March begins to play out of the speakers.  Warlord steps out from behind the curtain and into the spotlight.  He hangs his head focusing on the ground he stands on.

Bret:  look at the size of this man!

Kave:  7 feet tall!  345 pounds of pure muscle!

Two more large explosions of fire shoot up from each side of the stage and bright orange sparklers light up the stage.  Warlord pauses in the same spot for a few more seconds, the arena lights then come back on and Warlord immediately sets off down the ramp towards the ring.

Kave:  Will this big guy be the one to advance to the next round of the 4WF World Title Tournament?

Bret:  Yes he will

Kave: only time will tell.

Warlord comes to the bottom of the ramp.  He grabs a hold of the middle rope and pulls himself up onto the apron.  He takes a look around the crowd and then steps over the top rope into the ring, where he raises his right arm high in the air presenting himself to the crowd.

Warlord lowers his arm as his music fades and then finally stops all together.  He then walks to the far side of the ring and awaits his opponent’s arrival.

The arena darkens once more and load, crashing pyro’s shoot out off the stage as  Slash N' Burn By Manic Street Preachers hits out over the sound system.  Sections of the crowd start to cheer and chant for Moraless.

Kave:  A rising star in 4WF! 

Moraless appears onto the stage and raises his arms high in the air as the arena goes back to its usual lighting status. 

Kave:  Moraless!

Moraless continues to acknowledge the fan’s cheers and then slowly lowers his arms down to his side.

Bret:  Look at the difference in size between Warlord and Moraless!

Kave:  Moraless is in for a big, big fight. . .maybe his toughest yet!

Moraless takes a quick look around the thousands of fans in attendance and then begins his way to the ring.  He tags many of the fans hands as he makes his way down the ramp.  He comes to the bottom and pauses while he looks into the eyes of Warlord showing no intimidation what’s so ever.  Moraless then turns away and heads over to the nearby ring steps.  He climbs up the steps and steps through the ropes.  Warlord immediately runs over to Moraless and starts to pound on him.  Driving powerful forearms to the lower back of Moraless.

Kave:  Come on!  That’s a cheap shot. . .

Bret:  What!?  Moraless is in the ring. . .so its fair

Kave:  He wasn’t ready! Come on ref!

The strong blows from Warlord cause Moraless to drop to his knees clutching his back.  The referee steps in and tries to restore some order.  Warlord forces him back with an intimidating look and using his size to scare him off. 

Bret:  You better stay out of his way Ref!

Kave:  Yeah be careful there Ref

While Warlord continues to get in the referee’s face, Moraless begins to climb back up to his feet. 

Kave:  Moraless is back on his feet. . .

Bret:  Warlord turn around!

Warlord finishes shouting at the ref and turns back around to face Moraless.  He walks back over to Moraless, who is still standing in the corner, and reaches out to take hold of his head.  Moraless pushes his hands away and delivers a stern kick to Warlord’s stomach and then hits Warlord with a right hand. 

Kave:  Moraless comes out swinging!

Warlord quickly stops the momentum of Moraless with a huge knee to the mid section.

Bret:  And Warlord stops him.

Warlord then grabs Moraless’s left arm and whips him across the ring to the far ropes.  Moraless comes off the ropes and then ducks under a clothesline before coming off the ropes once more, then diving through the air connecting with a flying forearm which rocks Warlord a little.

Kave:  There is the quickness that will help Moraless!

Moraless quickly gets up to his feet and comes off the ropes again.  This time Moraless goes for a high cross body but Warlord’s strength shows as he catches Moraless in mid air.

Kave:  Warlord so strong

Bret:  That’s the difference!  I told you!

Warlord walks around the ring with Moraless in his arms and then hoists him up above his head.

Kave:  Look at the strength of Warlord!  Moraless must be about 8 feet off the ground!

Moraless begins to struggle and hits Warlord with right hands.  Warlord starts to rock and seems un steady.  He tries to keep his balance and then finally steadies himself.  Moraless counters and slips down the back of Warlord back onto the canvas.  Warlord spins around only to be caught by a standing dropkick by Moraless, Warlord rocks back but stays on his feet by leaning on the ropes.  Moraless runs at Warlord attempting a clothesline, but Warlord side steps and throws Moraless over the top rope using his own momentum against him.  Moraless’s terrific ability helps him flip over and land on his feet on the outside.

Kave:  Whoa!  That was amazing!

Bret:  How did he do that?

Warlord shows off to the crowd, not realising that Moraless has landed on his feet 

Kave:  I wouldn’t get to cocky if I were you Warlord. . .

Bret:  He’s on his feet Warlord!  Behind you, behind you!

Kave:  This isn’t a Pantomime you know. . .

Bret:  Shut it Kave. .

Moraless jumps up onto the apron while Warlord’s back is turned.  He waits for Warlord to turn around and then grabs the middle rope and throws himself between the middle and top rope driving his shoulder into the mid section of Warlord. . .and again. . . .and one more time before leapfrogging over the top rope, landing on his feet and then spinning Warlord around and nailing him with a spinning heel kick, sending Warlord over the top rope. 

Kave:  Unbelievable!  What a move by Moraless

Bret:  But Warlord landed on his feet!

Warlord stumbles back and grabs hold of the security railings keeping him on his feet.  He shakes his head trying to shake the cob webs loose and then stands back up straight without the aid of the railings.

Moraless in the ring, takes a look at Warlord and then runs back over to the ropes and dives over the top rope at Warlord.  Warlord shows off more strength by catching Moraless in mid air, and then runs him into the steal ring post, back first.

Bret:  OOOOOO!  Now that’s gotta hurt!

Kave:  Warlord just drove Moraless into that un-forgiving steal ring post!

Moraless screams out in pain and crashes down to the hard concrete floor.  Warlord again shows off to the crowd.  The Ref leans through the ropes and tries to tell Warlord to get back in the ring.  Warlord raises his hand gesturing to strike the ref. . .The referee quickly backs off but then begins the 10 count

1………….

2………….

3………….

4………….

Warlord stomps on Moraless as he lay on the ground and then slides into the ring under the bottom rope.  And the Ref continues the count. . .

5……………….

6……………….

Moraless begins to get to his feet using the ropes to pull himself up to a vertical base. 

7……………….

8……………….

Warlord breaks the count by walking over and pushing the Referee out of the way and then leaning over the ropes grabbing Moraless by the hair.

Kave:  Come on Ref!

Warlord pulls Moraless up onto the apron by his hair.  Moraless then grabs Warlord by the back of the head and jumps down off the apron brining Warlord’s neck down onto the top rope causing Warlord’s head to snap back.  Moraless keeps the momentum going by jumping back onto the apron and climbing up the turnbuckle.  He steadies himself and then lets fly and connects with a missile dropkick from the top rope.

Kave:  Warlord is knocked off his feet!  Moraless got the big guy down!

Moraless tries to take advantage and goes for the pin. . .The ref quickly jumps down and starts the count. . .

1…………

2…………

Kave:  Is this it!?!?!?

Bret: NO, NO, NO!  Warlord kicked out.

Kave:  He did and with some authority

Warlord quickly bounces up onto his feet and stumbles back into the turnbuckle. . .

Bret: He’s back on his feet. . .You cant keep this man down!

Warlord backs off into the corner trying to recuperate.  Moraless runs right over to him and jumps up onto the second ropes and begins to pummel Warlord with Right hands. . .as the ref tries to get him down. . .

1…..2…...3…….4…..5……..6……7…….8……..9……10

Kave:  Moraless is really taking it to Warlord.

Moraless then monkey flips Warlord into the centre of the ring.  Moraless then focuses on the legs of Warlord trying to keep the big man off his feet.  He drives his elbow into the upper leg of Warlord and then stands back up to his feet.  He drives his elbow again and again and then finally takes a look around the crowd and signals for the Figure Four Leg Lock.

Kave:  He’s going for the figure Four!

Bret:  He will never get it locked on those massive legs!

Kave:  Well he is sure as hell gonna try!

Moraless attempts the figure four but Warlord blocks it. . .

Bret:  See. . .I told you!

Moraless try’s again, but to no avail, Warlord blocks it again.  Moraless then gives up with the figure four and just delivers a crunching kick to the groin area. Getting a loud ‘OOOOOOOO’ from the crowd.

Kave:  AHHHH! Now we all know that hurts!

Bret: Disqualify him Ref!

Moraless pulls Warlord up to his feet and then runs the opposite direction towards the ropes.  He comes off the ropes but runs straight into a Big Boot from Warlord.

Kave:  Ouch! What an impact!

Bret:  Did you hear that connection? WOW!

Warlord goes for the pin. . .

1………

2………

Bret: YEEEEAAA……..

Kave:  NOOOO!  Moraless got the shoulder up!

Bret:  Slow count, slow count!

Kave: It was not!

Bret:  Well it looked like one from where im sitting!

Warlord picks Moraless up again and goes to throw him towards the ropes but he quickly pulls him back and hits him with a tilt a whirl slam.  And again goes for the pin. . .

1…………

2…………

Shoulder up!

Kave:  Moraless kicks out again!

Bret: Another slow count!

Warlord shouts at the ref that it should have been a 3 count but the Ref waves him away.  Warlord turns and see’s Moraless getting up to his feet.  He stalks him and waits for him to turn around.  Moraless crawls over to the turnbuckle and uses the ropes to get up.  And he then turns around.  Warlord runs at Moraless attempting to hit his version of the spear which he calls, ‘Torpedo’ but Moraless moves out of the way and Warlord goes shoulder first into the steel ring post. 

Kave:  Match turning point right there!  He went into that post with such Velocity!

Warlord rocks back out of the corner holding his shoulder and Moraless quickly pounces and brings Warlord down to the mat face first with a bulldog.  After the impact of the bulldog Warlord ends up facing upwards looking up at the arena roof.  Moraless takes a llok at Warlord and then looks up at the top rope. . .

Bret:  What’s he gonna do 

Kave:  I don’t know. . .it looks like he wants to go up top

Moraless takes one more look at Warlord and then climbs out onto the apron and then up to the top rope. 

Kave:  High Risk manoeuvre!  It could all end here!

Bret:  Warlord! Get up!  Move! ! ! For Christ sakes do something!

Moraless takes a look around the crowd once more and then leaps forwards off the ropes and hits a Senton Bomb!

Kave:  Senton Bomb!  Its all over!

Bret:  Warlord kick out!

Moraless makes the cover. . .

1………….

2……………

Bret: NOOOOOO!!!!

3…………..

Kave: Its over!  Moraless has done it!

Bret:  I can’t believe it!

Kave: Well believe it!  Moraless advances to the next round!

Slash N' Burn By Manic Street Preachers blasts out over the sound system once more and the Ref raises the hand of Moraless in the very centre of the ring as Warlord rolls out of the ring under the bottom rope.

Kave:  A great match up!  Where quickness was the key to Moraless’s victory

Bret: Unbelievable!  I’m shocked!

Kave: well, the odds seemed to be against him but Moraless advances to the next round of the 4WF World Title Tournament!

Wotto Vs Jay Jay Johnson

Kave: This next match up looks to pit Wotto against Jay-Jay Johnson.  The Brawling style of Jay-Jay Johnson and the more technical style of Wotto.

Bret: What has to be taken into consideration though is that we have seen very little of these two this week you have to ask yourself what kind of physical or mental condition are they in?

Kave: That’s a very good question Bret. Although we haven’t seen them we received word during the break that both will be appearing tonight so we will have a match.

Bret: I wouldn’t like to call this one. Wotto has got the experience but Jay-Jay has a lot of crowd support. For once and once only the Bret man does not know the result of the match.

Kave: The Bret man?

Bret: Yeah I figured that I needed a new name to get across better now days.

Kave: And you chose the Bret man?

Bret: Yeah pretty snazzy huh…

Kave: Err yeah sure.

The shattering of glass (Same as Stone Cold’s) SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSMMMMMMMMAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHH! ! ! Blasts out and sends a huge Echo all around the arena and the fans go absolutely wild! And Red pyro’s explode from each side of the stage

Bret Hart’s WWF theme then starts to play immediately, and Wotto appears onto the stage from behind the curtain. He stops on the stage and raises his right arm high in the air presenting himself to the crowd and getting a huge ovation. After Wotto acknowledges the crowd, he walks down the ramp tagging the fans hands as he makes his way to the ring. After he has entered the ring he climbs each of the four turnbuckles, raising his arms in the air.

Kave: Well he certainly looks in good physical condition I’ll give him that.

Bret: He sure does. I still have to wonder though if there is any ring rust present

Kave: I guess that we will see in just a few moments.

 Jay-Jay walks out and stops halfway towards ring, looks around, raises arms in the air and slams them down, when they slam down, pyrotechnics go off behind him and then he starts shouting out loud and continues towards the ring

Kave: Jay-Jay looks in the form of his life as well he’s come along way since his days in 4AW.

Bret: Yeah sure has. However I’m going to say that Wotto is going to win now having a chance to look at the two of them I’m going to go with experience.

Kave: Well it looks like this match is about to get underway

The ring bell rings twice quickly and the bout is underway. The two competitors circle each other briefly before locking up, both men struggle for position however neither one of the two gains the advantage nor so they break the hold and stare at each other. Wotto goes to lock up again but Jay-Jay brings a knee up into Wotto’s mid section. Jay-Jay Irish whips Wotto into the ropes however Wotto hooks his arms around the ropes and stops himself being pushed back towards Jay-Jay who was waiting for him.

Kave: Wow it’s like a game of cat and mouse with both participants being the cat and the mouse at the same time.

Bret: What the hell are you banging on about?

Kave: I was just saying that this is a close bout neither has a direct advantage as of yet and both have made it clear they have defensive tendencies as well.

Bret: Houston we have a weiner.

Kave: You were so nice at the beginning as well.

Bret: The Bret man is a lot of things.

In the ring Wotto has now got Jay-Jay in a side headlock. Jay-Jay begins to plant elbows into Wotto’s stomach trying to force him to break the hold. Wotto does this only to do a Side Russian leg sweep on Jay-Jay as he sends him flying to the mat.

Kave: A nice manoeuvre by Wotto there.

Bret: Looked a bit sloppy to me.

Wotto is turned to the crowd with his arms raised. Chant’s of Wotto and Outsiders can be heard. Behind him Jay-Jay has got to his feet without any major difficulty. He charges at Wotto and hit’s him with a running clothesline.

Bret: Did you hear that?

Kave: I know Bret that sounded as though it could have shattered Wotto’s windpipe.

Wotto is on the floor grasping his throat. As Jay-Jay makes his was to the top rope.

Bret: What Jay-Jay shouldn’t be up there he’s a brawler…brawlers aren’t meant to fly.

Jay-Jay waits on the top rope for Wotto to get to his feet as he does Jay-Jay dives off the top rope and goes for a flying clothesline. Wotto sees this in the nick of time and reverses it into an arm drag take down and locks on an arm bar

Kave: Wow what a reversal by Wotto there. That was really something you don’t see that everyday.

Bret: Like I said Wotto will win this match.

Jay-Jay looks a slight bit troubled by the arm bar but Jay-Jay reaching the ropes breaking the hold sorts this out. Wotto rolls away from Jay-Jay who is holding his arm as he stands. Suddenly Wotto dashes at Jay-Jay but he easily counters it with a Samoan drop.

Kave: This could be it right here.

1….

2….

Wotto kicks out. Jay-Jay picks up Wotto by the hair but Wotto punches Jay-Jay in the face. He continues with lefts and right before throwing Jay-Jay into the ropes. Jay-Jay bounces of and straight into Wotto who performs a tilt a whirl backbreaker on Jay-Jay. He immediately looks to the ropes runs jumps on the second rope and flips backward performing the Wottosault just to have Jay-Jay raise his knees as Wotto lands ribs first on them.

Bret: Wotto just missed the Wottosault an ingenious bit of defence by Jay-Jay and that could very well turn the tide and spell the end for this match.

Kave: Jay-Jay is going for the cover.

1….

2…..

Kave: Kick out. It’s going to take more than that to put Wotto down

Bret: Well this might be it look Jay-Jay is going to the top rope again.

Jay-Jay positions himself on the top turnbuckle and signals to the crowd. And goes for the JayJay drop. Wotto spots this and rolls out of the way leaving Jay-Jay’s leg to hit the canvas as Jay-Jay is rolling around in pain Wotto goes for the pin.

1….

2….

Kave: No Jay-Jay kicks out despite having that nasty knock to his leg.

Bret: I don’t get it both wrestlers barely turn up this week and yet they still put on a show like this both have gone for their trademark moves and both have failed. I don’t know how much longer they can go on like this.

Jay-Jay crawls to the rope in order to support him and his now sore leg. Wotto is on the other side of the ring using the ropes to help him up as he is still winded from missing his Wottosault. The two men look at each other and begin to walk towards each other.

Kave: I don’t like the look of this. It could get nasty.

Bret: Brutality nothing better than it!!!

The two begin exchanging blows again with Jay-Jay getting the advantage knocking Wotto to the flaw. He begins to stalk Wotto his begins to get up.

Kave: We know what’s coming next folks we just have to ask can he hit it?

Bret: Hit what?

Kave: The Lawdown.

As Wotto stands up Jay-Jay sets him up for the Lawdown he looks around the crowd spins one hundred and eighty degrees before slamming Wotto into the canvas. Jay-Jay drops to his knees and pins Wotto.

1…

2….

3!!!!

Kave: Jay-Jay wins. In what must be considered quite an upset for the outsider Wotto.

Bret: It’s like I said in the beginning Jay-Jay was destined to win this match.

Kave: Didn’t you say Wotto would win?

Bret: The Bret Man says a lot of things.

Kave: Anyway upset or not Jay-Jay Johnson will now advance into the second round of the tournament.

Bret: All joking asides that was a close match and both of the competitors deserve praise they put on a good show for us.

Kave: That’s very noble of you.

Bret: Well you know how it is…I can’t be a git all of the time.

Kave: Bret…are you changing?

Bret: Moron I can’t believe you fell for it.

**Commercial Break**

Bluntman Vs Kurupt

Kave:  Welcome backl folks, next up in this jammed packed Deathrow is Bluntman Vs Krupt.  On of this two will hope to go onto the next round of the Tournament.

Bret:  You can say Bluntman is not to Sharpe!!!

Kave:  That is not funny.

Bret:  Yes it is…

Batmans Theme song plays and out comes 5ft11” Bluntman, to a decent pop from the fans.  He drops from the rafters and tears off his superman top.

Bret:  What a chump, he is never going to win; I hope Krupt rips his head off.

Bluntman stands there waiting for Krupt to grace the ring.  Bluntman is waiting about for about 2 minutes before ‘Bring Da Ruckus’ plays and out steps Krupt.  Krupt takes his time getting down to the ring, before sliding under the bottom rope. 

Kave:  This two are ready, lets hope it’s a clean fight.

The ring bell sounds and the two are circling each other, there square up and Bluntman comes out on top and goes for a Irish whip into the corner but is reversed and Bluntman is sent packing, there is a thud before Krupt goes for the Atomic throw.  Bluntman is sent high into the sky, and lands with a nasty Knock.

Kave:  That was SICK, I haven’t seen that move in ages.  Bluntman doesn’t look like getting up!!

Krupt seizes the moment and goes for a arm drag, but Bluntman reverse it and puts the Ankle lock on.  Krupt is screaming in pain.

Bret:  SO CLOSE TO THE ROPE, GO ON ONE MORE INCH!!!….. YES, YES HIS GOT THERE!!!

Kave:  Calm down, please.

Krupt reaches the rope and a sigh is heard.  Bluntman is working the crowd, but that is a wrong thing to do as Krupt gets up, spins Bluntman around and does the Axe Bomber.

Kave:  This match is throwing up moves I haven’t seen in ages, I haven’t seen that since Hulk Hogan!!!

Bluntman falls to the mat.  Krupt goes for the cover, 1,2 Bluntman kicks Krupt in the head to break the count.  The two are know on the mat, both having the life beatin out of them.

Bret:  GET UP

Bluntman is the first to his feet and picks up Krupt and does a suplex.  Bluntman climbs the top and goes for the…

Bret:  Frog Splash, but his missed, why, oh why did he miss

Krupt has now rolled out the ring, and goes for a chair.  Krupt brings the chair into the ring, but the ref puts it on the mat, Bluntman goes for a superkick but hits the ref and Krupt.

Bret: 2 for 1!!!

Kave: your sick.

Bret: Thanks!

Bluntman goes for the ‘Terminal DDT’ on the chair and hits it.  Cover by Bluntman, the ref is slowly coming round, 1….2…. kick out, the crowd don’t like that neither does Bluntman.

Bluntman is going for the kill now, he is going to do the ‘Terminal DDT’ on the chair once again, but the ref has moved the chair out of the way.

Bret:  Damn you, Damn all of you!!

Bluntman relases the hold, and walks over to the referee as he starts shouting at him, asking what he is doing, the referee simply replies by saying he will disqualify him…

Kave: What is up with this Bluntman… this not a hardkore match, you cannot use weapons or chairs, the referee is simply obeying the rules…

Bret: Oh shut up!!!!

Bluntman continues to have a go at the referee as Kurupt starts to get to his feet…

Kave: Bluntman better turn his attention back to his opponent before Kurupt regains his full awarness.

Bret: Come on Bluntman…. Turn around!!!!!

Behind Bluntman Kuruptstands up and is waiting for Bluntman to turn round, the crowd start cheering seeing that Kurupt is on his feet, stalking Bluntman.  The referee who is backed up against the ropes, points behind Bluntman, telling him to turn around… As he does Kurupt gives hima quick kick in the gut and slams Bluntman down on his head hard…

Kave: What a DDT!!!!!

Bret: I cant believe that, the referee is in cahoots with Kurupt, he told Bluntman to turn around straight into that…. It’s a conspiracy…

Kave: Conspiracy my Ass….. Bluntman was having a go at the referee, he wa slcuky he wasn’t disqualified, the referee just simply told Bluntman to turn around and get on with the match.

Kurupt picks up bluntman off the canvas and gives him a side russian leg sweep in the middle of the ring, and as he stands up, Kurupt picks up Bluntman once again and gives him an irish whip into the ropes, Bluntman comes back attempting the clothesline, but Kurupt ducks, and oj Bluntmans return again, he gives him yet another kcik into the gut and then…

Kave: Double Arm DDT!!!!

Kurupt jumps up to his feet, and looks at the crowd as he points to the top turnbuckle, which instantly gets their approval… Kurupt walks over to the turnbuckle and before he climbs up, he looks at the crowd once again as he climbs the turnbuckle and balances himself facing away from the ring on the top turnbuckle, before taking one look behind him then he launches himself off the top rope for the MoonSault…

Bret: HAHA Bluntman moved!!!!!!!! Kurupt hit nothing but mat!!!!!!

Kave: That has got to hurt

Bluntman gets to his feet….

Bret: Bluntman was playing possum!!!!

Bluntman walks over to Kurupt who is rolling around the floor holding is stomach and picks him up, putting his head under his arms….

Bret: TERMINAL DDT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TERMINAL DDT

Kave:  Its all over!!

1

Bret:  YES

2

Bret:  Please!!!!

3 

Bret:  YES

Kave: Bluntman has won… Bluntman is advancing to the second round, can you believe it!!!!!

Juice Vs Crusher

Kave: Well on with the show, and what a night we have had, and still got to come folks.

Bret: I know Kave, i mean we have just seen Bluntman totally kick Kuurpts ass and now we've got two huge jackasses ready to square off one-on-one for the right to fight in the second round of the 4WF World Title Tourney.

Kave: That's right Bret, not the jackass thing because Crusher and The Juice are certainly notJackasses, but folks, if you don't know, the tourney involves every man on the roster with the winnerwinning the vacant 4WF World Title.

Bret: Yeah Kave, it's a shame I'm not in this 'cus I'd smash all of the "Outsiderz" asses.

Kave: Yeah right Bret, and the added stipulation by the Juice that The Terminator and The Outsiderzwon't be making their way to ringside.

Bret: Yeah! That is the most sensible thing that they could have done.

Kave: Well there is certainly no love lost between The Outsiderz and Destructive Nature.

Bret: Well here comes The Juice.

HOWWWWLLLLLL!!!!!!!!! The fans in the arena rise up to their feet to welcome one of their favourite superstars, one half of the former tag team champions, Smash and Juice.

Bret: He sucks.

Kave: Shut the hell up Bret, Juice is one of the most popular superstars in the business today, so get used to it.

Bret: Shut Up. You know I'm right and you won't accept it.

Kave: Mmmm, any way, The Juice looks to be in great shape as he runs down the ramp and gets into the ring.

Jordan: In the ring, the former tag team champion, THE JUICE!!!!!

Kave: Now we're waiting for Crusher.

Bret: Crusher and The Juice have an issue that dates back to when The Juice first came into the 4WF.

Kave: Yeah Bret, Crusher believes that The Juice let down the tyres on his car so he couldn't get to 4WF Tryouts.

Bret: Yeah right, he says that, but really he's just so crap he couldn't make it into the 4WF.

Kave: Well he's here now and we are awaiting his arrival.

Elevation by U2 hits and the fans rush over to the barrier to try and get a glimpse of the tag team partner of the Supreme champion.

Bret: BOOOO! I DUNNO WHO I HATE MORE.

Kave: Well I like them both.

Bret: You would.

Jordan: Making his way down the rampway. Weighing in at 270 pounds, from Brooklyn, New York, CRUSHER!!!!!!!!!!

Crusher tags the fans hands before climbing up the steel steps and staring straight into The Juice's eyes.

Bret: He's intimidated! The Juice is scared.

Kave: Err…. I don't think so Bret.

Crusher climbs into the ring and up the turnbuckles, each one in succession, keeping Juice waiting. When he reaches the fourth turnbuckle, The Juice attacks him from behind.

Kave: Here we go folks. The Juice beating on Crusher.

Bret: Well isn't he big.

Kave: He's hard right boots there, stomping Crusher's head and upper body.

Bret: He'll have bruises in the morning.

Juice picks up Crusher and whips him over into the ropes before kicking him in the gut and laying into him with hard right and left hands, knocking Crusher backwards and over the ropes to the outside. Before running through those ropes are diving into Crusher knocking him into Bret and Kave's announce table.

Kave: What impact folks!

Bret: They are right outside us and Crusher looks in a bad way already.

Kave: I don't think he'll last much longer fighting The Juice.

Bret: Well Juice certainly isn't letting up, kicking him in the chest and shoulders.

Juice picks up Crusher who is bleeding slightly through a small cut on his forehead, and then slams his head into the announce table.

Kave: Ow!!

Bret: Hey Ref, let them kill each other, don't make them get back into the ring.

Kave: Good officiating there.

Juice rolls Crusher back into the ring and follows him in and is met by a big right hand by his opponent. Crusher whips him into the ropes and meets him with the Spinebuster.

Bret: It could be over Kave.

Crusher gets up and looks around the crowd before going for the cover.

Ref: 1

2

Kave: He's going through!

Thr…..

Bret: Oh!! So close!

Kave: A kick-out with about a tenth of a second left.

Crusher gets up and can't believe before kicking his heels into Juice and then picks him up and knees him in the face.

Kave: That'll hurt in the morning.

Bret: Thanks you Kave, we know that.

Crusher pushes Juice into the corner and charges at him but Juice moves out of the way and pushes Crusher's head in between his legs.

Bret: It's over if this hits!

Kave: Powerbomb!!!!!

Bret: It's over!!!

The Juice makes the cover and the crowd and the referee count together.

One…..

Kave: WOW!!! Crusher kicked out of a powerbomb on one!

Juice kicks Crusher in the head and points to the turnbuckle before a smile spreads across his face.

Kave: No! He's going up top.

The Juice stands on the turnbuckle and turns around and shouts,

"Who's the man?"

But Crusher finds strength to grab the top rope and pulls it.

Kave: Juice just fell off that top turnbuckle all the way to the outside, and he's not moving.

Crusher clambers up to the top of the turnbuckle and squats down and does a leg drop from the top, right across The Juice's chest.

Kave: AMAZING! A LEG DROP TO THE OUTSIDE AND HE HIT IT!

Bret: My gawd! They're not moving. If you look Crusher landed on his backside and his legs.

Kave: Oh my! Get some help out here or stop the damn match.

A cheer goes up by the entrance as the camera switches to the ramp.

Kave: By gawd. It's The Terminator, Wotto and Smash!

Bret: What the hell are they doing here?

Kave: Coming to help their friends.

Bret: But they're moving.

Kave: Even so, they want to make sure.

Crusher and The Juice slowly start to move as Terminator, Wotto and Smash go to their aid.

Bret: What the hell are they doing here?

Kave: I think the ref wonders that as well.

Referee: Hey, what are you doing down here? It's against the stipulation.

Terminator: Our damn mates are injured.

Wotto: Yeah, we wanna make sure they are ok.

Referee: Yeah well, get to the back.

Smash: Why? You gonna make us?

Referee: Yeah. I'm gonna disqualify Crusher and Juice.

Smash: Really?

Referre: Yeah.

The referee turns around to call for the bell but is met by a right hand from Wotto and then the ref is picked up by the 7"1 421 pound monster, The Terminator who puts Eternal Darkness on him.

Kave: Wow!!!!

Bret: Yes! Yes! I love it, the ref is dead, the ref is dead!

While this has been going on Crusher and The Juice have got back into the ring and are laying right hands on each other before Crusher lifts him up and puts the Atomic Drop on the Juice.

Kave: Atomic Drop there folks, really hurting The Juice who will already be feeling the affects of that massive leg drop from Crusher.

Bret: How they are moving is amazing.

Smash, Wotto and The Terminator are on the outside, standing together cheering their respective teammate on before The Terminator and Wotto go and sit by Bret and Kave and grabs some headphones.

Kave: Well hi there.

Bret: Why the hell are you here?

Terminator: Oh, you don't like us Bret?

Bret: Well, erm…. Yeah…erm…I…erm…yeah I do. Wotto and The Terminator smile.

Wotto: Good Bret.

Kave: Well it's good to see Wotto-Supreme and Terminator-Supreme sitting together, being friends.

Terminator: Kave, everyone knows that both Wotto and myself respect each other.

Kave: Oh! What a right hand there by Terminator's tag team partner, Crusher.

Bret: Where's Christina?

Terminator: She's got a cold, sorry Bret.

Wotto: Damn, she's fine!

Terminator: I thought you had a girlfriend.

Wotto: I do, but does it matter.

Crusher and The Juice hook up in the middle and The Juice starts twisting his opponent's arms around, making it very painful submission manoeuvre. Then Juice knees Crusher in the lower back, knocking him to the ground but still keeping hold of his arms and then he kneels down on Crusher back, making it extremely painful. Then a new referee comes down to the ring and rolls in and asks Crusher what he wants to do.

Crusher: NO! NO!

Juice: SUBMIT BYTCH, SUBMIT.

Crusher: NO!

Referee: You wanna end this Crusher?

Crusher: NO! NO DAMN IT!

Then Crusher, in a sudden burst of strength pushes backwards and Juice goes onto his back and then Crusher grabs the former tag team champion's legs and locks in the figure four leg lock.

Wotto: Damn. He's gotta tap.

Smash, who's still standing on the outside claps and tries to push the ropes nearer to the outstretched arm of Juice.

Terminator: Hey! Ref! Look.

The Ref, the old one, who is now back up tells Smash to go to the back.

Kave: Smash is going back up the ramp shaking his head.

Wotto: But the Figure Four is still locked in.

Bret: There is no way he can survive this.

Crusher locks in the figure four harder and The Juice screams with pain.

Juice: NO!!!! NO!!!!!

Crusher: THIS IS FOR COSTING ME MY SPOT IN 4WF!

Juice: YOU DAMN BYTCH. IT WASN'T ME.

Crusher: SUBMIT AND I'LL LET YOU LIVE.

Juice: NO!

Crusher: OK, YOU ASKED FOR IT.

Wotto: Thank Gawd! He's let go.

Terminator: This is even more brutal though.

Crusher turns around around and points up and then down before lifting The Juice into a vertical position high above his head.

Bret: NO!

Wotto: OH NO!

Kave: IT'S OVER!

Terminator: BRAIN BUSTER!!!!!!

The referee goes down and Crusher makes the cover as the ref and the fans count together.

1

2

Terminator: Crusher is through to the second round.

3

The crowd cheer, giving Crusher quite a pop.

Wotto and Terminator stand up and shake hands before Wotto goes over to check on The Juice and The Terminator goes to congratulate Crusher.

Bret: What a great match.

Kave: That's right Bret. Folks, we'll see you all after the break.

**Commercial Break**

Handicap Match - For a shot at the Tag Team Titles

Hyped Up Vs Python & All Star

Kave: Having seen some amazing things tonight … The Introduction of a new superstar … Jace returning to the federation as Anarki!

Bret: That was huge … I kind of miss Jace, but Anarki … what a guy! He kicks ass!

Kave: having seen those things, and more to come, we have a Handicap Match now to decide if Men On A Mission get shots at the Tag Team Gold!

Bret: Oh Please! Allstar got his ass kicked earlier, when he was right next to me!

Kave: That means nothing, it’s Handicap … Him attacking Allstar may give him a slight advantage, Python evens that advantage up straight away!

“One Step Closer” begins to play as the crowd rise to their feet, the lights around the arena fading.

Kave: Here comes Hyped Up … What do you think is going through his mind?!?!

Bret: How badly he’s gonna kick Men On A Mission’s asses

Kave: Well some word backstage was that Allstar may not be out here tonight!

Bret: That doesn’t surprise me!

Two large explosions startle Bret as strobe lighting casts around the arena and Hyped Up comes walking out, Sky not at his arm after what happened to her.

Kave: Sky not being with Hyped Up may have some effect on the outcome, she may have made some kind of balance …

Bret: He doesn’t need her!

Kave: Well if you let me finish … But with Allstar potentially not coming out, then no equaliser may be necessary!

Hyped Up walks down the ramp, the crowd giving him an excellent ovation as he slides into the ring, turning immediately and staring up at the entrance, awaiting his opponents.

Bret: He’s ready … To kick some ass!

The lights around the arena return as “My Way” begins to play, Python almost immediately appearing from the entranceway, he races down to the ring and slides in, going straight for the turnbuckle and posing on the top rope, as the crowd cheer Hyped Up attacks him from behind, lifting him high in the air and powerbombing him down to the canvas …

Bret: That was good! Damn good!

Python lies on the canvas, already in pain as Hyped Up stands above him smiling. The member of Double Hyped walks around the ring cockily whilst waiting for Python to get back to his feet.

Kave: He’s mocking Python …

Bret: Who doesn’t … It’s Python Kave!

Python slowly gets up, holding his back. Hyped Up waits for him to turn around before giving hima  punch to the head and then one to the stomach, knocking Python backwards Hyped Up throws him to the ropes, as he comes off he plants him with a Spinebuster!

Kave: Ouch! He’s dominating Python!

Hyped stands above Python, looking down on him before leaning over and pulling him up by the hair. As Python begins to get up, he punches Hyped Up in the stomach, repaeatedly knocking the wind out of his opponent. Before Hyped finally lets go and Python runs against the ropes, coming off and going for a hurricarana … Jumping up and wrapping his legs around Hyped’s head he attempts the move but is soon regretting it as he is plowed down into the ground with another powerbomb …

Bret: What a reversal! What a move! What a guy! … Go Hyped!

Python rolls around in pain, as Hyped once again stands tall over him …

Kave: He’s dominating Python!

Hyped Up walks away from Python, once again leaving him to re cooperate. Walking to the ropes and climbing the turnbuckles, he stands their posing for the fans. The crowd get to their feet, beginning to shout as Hyped turns around, seeing a figure he looks shocked as instead of Python he’s met by a fist from Allstar!

Bret: Where did he come from?

Kave: Out of the crowd … They set Hyped up … No pun intended!

Bret: That wasn’t funny, this isn’t funny.

Allstar begins to go to work on Hyped, now sitting on the top turnbuckle his head continuously taking shots from  Allstar. As Python gets to one knee Allstar climbs up the turnbuckle along with Hyped, he sets the Tag Team Champion up, hooking his arm around his head and launching off backwards with a superplex …

Kave: What a move! Men On A Mission are back in this …

Bret: Come on Hyped!

The pair lie on the canvas, Python now back on his feet as they both stay in a heap on the mat. Python walks to the turnbuckle, beginning to mess around with the top turnbuckle …

Kave: What’s he doing?

Bret: I dunno, who cares!

The referee checks on Hyped Up and Allstar as Python continues to play around in the corner. Allstar begins to move around, getting up back to his feet, Hyped Up still lying on the ground as Python turns around, throwing the turnbuckle into the crowd …

Kave: He’s exposed the turnbuckle!

Bret: Ref … Disqualify him!

Python joins Allstar in the centre of the ring, lifting up Hyped Up to his feet and whipping him to the ropes … As he comes off Allstar lifts him into the air using his shoulders as Python dropkicks him in the head, all in mid air sending Hyped crashing to the canvas once again …

Kave: I guess Allstar must be pretty annoyed about earlier!

The duo get back up, Hyped holding his ribs after crashing to the canvas for the second time. The referee checks on Hyped up again as Allstar slides out of the ring, walking around to the Timekeepers Table and throwing Tony Jordan out of his seat, he picks up the chair and folds it up, throwing it over the ropes and into the ring. The chair almost hitting Hyped Up in the face slides away into the corner of the ring …

Bret: Cheaters! Their cheaters!

Allstar slides back into the ring as Python pulls Hyped back up, Allstar walks around the ring circling as Python goes to punch Hyped in the head, Hyped ducks and gives Python and punch to the stomach, he knees him in the head and then nails him finally with a clothesline …

Kave: what a combination by Hyped Up!

Bret: I told you, didn’t I, I told you!

Sending himself almost off balance, Allstar charges at him, Hyped moves slightly to the side, grabbing Allstar’s head and shoulders and send him head first into the exposed turnbuckle …

Kave: Head first … He just hit that exposed metal head first!

Bret: Go on Hyped!

Allstar almost completely collapses, his head now bust open again in the same spot as earlier, blood dripping down his forehead. Allstar turns part of the way around, before collapsing in a heap on the canvas. Python has begun to get up, behind Hyped’s back he picks up the chair earlier thrown into the ring and walks slowly towards Hyped … Whilst the Tag Team Champion spins around Python lifts the chair up, Hyped lifts his foot and superkicks the chair back into the face of Python, sending him backwards and toppling through the middle rope …

Kave: what connection … That’s knocked Python out cold!

Hyped spins around and looks at Allstar lying in a heap on the floor, he runs towards the turnbuckle, running up them and moonsaulting off and onto Allstar …

Bret: The Cooler!

Kave: What a move!

The referee slides down as Hyped makes the cover …

1 …

2 …

3 …

Kave: Hyped wins!

Bret: What a win ...

Hyped up raises his arm in the air as he lays covering Allstar. Python still lying out cold on the outside, as the camera’s survey the damage.

Kave: What a match! Allstar and Python both bleeding and now with no title shots …

Bret: It makes that beating worthless really!

As Hyped slowly begins to get to his feet and the referee attempts to check on both Python and Allstar the MegaTron flickers into action. Showing a scene backstage in the Grim Ikonz lockeroom.

Impaler: Can you believe earlier?!?!

Makaveli: I know, can you believe that Shannon girl, I mean who the hell does she think she is …

Hellfire: Erm Mak …

Makaveli: Yeah?

Hellfire: Shannon’s a guy …

Makaveli: No she ain’t

Hellfire looks at Makaveli seriously as Impaler and Apocalypse begin to laugh …

Hellfire: No really!

Makaveli: Wow, I thought the Main Event was gonna be Inter Gender for a second then.

Impaler: Yeah, though Shannon is a girls name!

Apocalypse: I know … What a stupid name!

Makaveli: Unless you’re a girl that is …

Apocalypse gives Makaveli a blank look and then nods in agreement. The group begin to laugh as Apoc suddenly becomes serious …

Apocalypse: Anyway guys, it’s time for me to kick some ass!

Hellfire: Cool, Good luck man …

Makaveli: Yeah …

Impaler: Yeah good luck!

The scene fades as Apocalypse walks out of the room, closing the door behind him. The room turns serious again as the other 3 begin to talk about plans for the upcoming Main Event.

Dustin Thiesen Vs Apocalypse - Street fight

OK, the writer of this match still has not got me the match, but i cannot delay this result anymore.  The winner of the street fight is Dustin Thiesen!!!

**Commercial Break**

BadGuy & Shannon Storm Vs Impaler & Makaveli the Don

Kave: Well Bret it seems like we are minutes away from the main event here tonight…

Bret: It seems like that, because we are just minutes away from the main event…

Kave: Its 2 members of the Grim Ikons, Impaler and Makaveli the Don Vs Bad Guy and a mystery partner who we now know to be the new comer who made his entrance here tonight… Shannon Storm

Bret: Who the hell is this Shannon Storm character anyway

Kave: Well, Shannon Storm is the guy that Mark Hossack was on about before he left…. He said he had made 1 last act as Commissioner before he resigned, and hired someone, and guess what… Shannon Storm is that someone…

Bret: He shows up out of no where and thinks he can throw a spanner in the works of the Grim Ikons, well I don’t think so… So what if the renegade Impakt Ikon, Mark Hossack hired him before he left 4WF… Makaveli and Impaler are going to show Shannon Storm, what the 4WF is ALL about…

Kave: Well.. Shannon Storm seems to be able to take care of himself, and with the former World Champion as his partner, I am sure they will be able to handle a former Xtreme and Tag Team Champion…

Bret: Hey, Imapler is the leader of the Grim Ikons, and Makaveli the Don is one of the 2 men that ran over your precious little former world champion…

Kave: He nearly ran him over…

Bret: It was only 2 weeks ago that Impaler showed the world that he is ready to transform the wrestling industry, he threw Dustin Thiesen, Justin Time and Jace out of the Impakt Ikons and formed the greatest single faction in the history of 4WF, the Grim Ikons…

Kave: It thought you said New Breed were the single greatest faction in 4WF??

Bret: A guy can change his mind cant he….

The arena goes black as the sound of an engine can be heard then two bright lights shine from the megatron showing the crowd, tires screech like and the image of a white hummer appears on the megatron the hummer speeds forward and "Ballad of a Dead Soulja" hits the lights in the arena come back on showing Makaveli the Don standing on the stage with his black Johnny Blaze jeans on and a black Grim Ikonz shirt on.  Makaveli slowly makes his way down the steel ramp towards the ring passing fans yelling and throwing stuff at him.  Makavlei rolls into he ring walks over to the ropes facing the announcers and sprays a green mist from his mouth showering the crowd and the announcers as green pyros come up from the ring post and a green fog comes from under the ring.

Kave: What the hell is with that green mist… my suit is covered in it…

Bret: HAHA you look good in green, haha

Kave: Don’t know what your laughing at… it got you as well…..

Bret: You should be honoured just like I am…

Kave: Well as you may have guessed folks, we are about ready to get this match started, as Makaveli has made his way down to the ring, and we are waiting for the green smoke to clear before his tag team partner can make his way down to the ring…

Bret: What an entrance, I can barely see the ring, that green mist coming from under the ring is thick….

Kave: I know, but I think its starting to clear now…

Suddenly, the lights in the arena shut off, and an eerie dark green fog filters throughout the building. Pantera's "Cemetery Gates" suddenly blasts over the speakers, and a single spotlight slices through the thick fog and shines down onto the center of the stage. A figure appears from out behind the black curtain that leads onto the stage, and it walks ever so slowly into the light. The figure is quickly recognised as Impaler, and his ice-cold blue eyes are fixated on the thousands and thousands of fans in attendance. Impaler slowly walks over to the far right end of the stage, and once again peers out into the crowd. Then, Impaler walks across the stage, all the way to the far-left end of it, and he repeats the same staring procedure, before finally walking back into the center of the stage. Impaler, stares down at the ring, and suddenly shoots both his arms into the air, and a loud exploding noise echoes throughout the arena, and a thick red substance begins to fa!
ll on the audience, almost as if the substance is rain. With the substance still pouring on everybody, Impaler begins to make his way to ringside. Once Impaler makes his way to the ring, he hops up onto the ring apron, and he turns completely around so that he is facing the entranceway. Impaler then ravels both his arms around the top ring rope, and he back flips himself into the ring.

Impaler walks over to Makaveli as they stand in the ring awaiting for the arrival of their opponents.

Bret: There is 2 of the members of the team of the future, the Grim Ikons…

Kave: 2 out of 3 you mean… I mean, Apocalypse looked like he was pretty badly injured in the street fight earlier…

Bret: That was lucky, you and I both know it.. But back to this match, where is BadGuy and Shannon Storm… I think they have chickened out…

A huge HOOOOOWWWWWLLLLLLLL erupts through the arena as red pyros fly from the rafters and explode on the rampway as mettallica seek and destroy kicks in, the Bad Guy makes his way out to an amazing ovation from the fans and as he is walking down to the ring red fireworks fly up behind him. He climbs into the ring as Impaler and Makaveli climb out of the ring and BadGuy climbs each of the 4 turnbuckles and raises his arm in the air as the fans go wild.

Kave: What were you saying about chickening out Bret…. BadGuy looks ready for a fight…

Bret: And a fight is what he is going to get…

BadGuy stands in the ring waiting the arrival of Shannon Storm as Impaler and Makaveli slide into the ring and go straight after BadGuy… BG tries to fight them off and manages it as he goes back and forth from Impaler to Makaveli with right hands to both of them…

Kave: BadGuy is kicking Impalers and Makaveli’s ass all around the ring on his own…

Bret: They are just playing along with him, but where is BadGuy’s partner, Shannon Storm?

Kave: I have no idea, he should be down here…

BadGuy punches Makaveli and as he goes to hit Imapler one more time, Impaler puts his arm up and blocks it and hits BadGuy with one of his own, Makaveli hits BadGuy with another one, and both Impaler and Makaveli start hitting BadGuy, as they knock him back into the turnbuckle, the referee trying to break it up but they continue the beating as BadGuy slowly falls down as Impaler starts to stomp on BadGuy’s chest.

Bret: BadGuy aint looking to cocky now is he…

The lights begin to fade around the arena, sending the crowd into anticipation of what is about to happen.

Smoke begins to flood the entranceway, emanating from  underneath the stage and casting a thick fog around the entrance. The lights are almost completely out now, the arena really buzzing with excitement as the sound of distant thunder echoes around the arena...the thunder continues as the lights go out completely, growing louder and faster. Blue spotlights suddenly turn on, circling the arena, casting light on the crowd. As the thunder booms over the sound system, the lights pace begins to accelerate, randomly illuminating the fans...

Until it all comes to a halt...

The arena plunged into darkness once again. The fans allowed to think for a brief moment, when suddenly the bang of thunder literally shakes the building as "Rock Superstar" by Cypress Hill explodes over the speakers and a huge bolt of electricity shoots from the rafters down to the smoke filled entrance, blinding the crowd for a few moments...Parting the fog and revealing Shannon Storm standing with his head down.

Storm lifts his head as the pathway in the smoke is clear and begins to walk down the ramp, focusing on the ring, as he reaches the bottom of the ramp, he walks up to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope and heading over to the corner, as Impaler turns his attention to Shannon Storm and goes to punch him, but Shannon blocks it and gets in one of his own, Impaler swings again, but Shannon blocks again and gets another of his own in, Impaler is backed off against the ropes as Shannon storm hits another punch which has him rattling on the top rope… Makaveli sees what is going on, as he turns away from Bad Guy in the corner and runs over to Shannon Storm, but Storm moves out of the way and Makaveli clotheslines Impaler over the top rope…

Makaveli stands looking outside with his hands on his head not believing that he has just knocked his own tem mate out of the ring, as Shannon Storm hits a standing drop-kick to the back of the head which sends Makaveli through the middle ropes and to the outside next to Impaler… Bad Guy stands up and walks over to Shannon Storm in the middle of the ring and they both make eye contact…

Kave: Well Shannon Storm is here, and he has certainly made an impact already….

Bret: Who does he think he is… coming down here like that…

Kave: HE is BadGuy’s partner, and don’t forget, it was Makaveli that knocked Impaler out of the ring… a bit of mis-communication you might say…

Bret: Shut Up… But it doesn’t look like Bad Guy appreciates Shannon Storms help…

The 2 men stand in the middle of the ring with the crowd cheering for them both, but they just stand staring into each others eyes, before Bad Guy holds out his hand, and Shannon Storm responds by shaking the extended hand of BadGuy…

Kave: Yea, it looks like they are really falling out doesn’t it, haha

Bret: Oh Shut up, the match hasn’t even begun yet… we will soon see who wins this match!!!

The referee calls for the bell as he tells Shannon Storm to get out onto the apron which he does, before turning around and starting a count for both Impaler and Makaveli who are still standing on the outside talking.  Makaveli walks up the steel steps and steps onto the apron, and puts one leg through the ropes, but tells the referee to keep BadGuy back before Makaveli steps into the ring, and Impaler climbs up and stands on the apron…

Kave: Finally we are about ready to begin this match…

BadGuy points towards Impaler, telling him to get back into the ring, but Impaler just shakes his head and tells him to concentrate on Makaveli, who is standing looking at BadGuy… BadGuy doesn’t look happy, but he turns his concentration to Makaveli as they lock up in the middle… Makaveli gets the upperhand as he gets BadGuy in a side headlock… BadGuy backs Makaveli off to the ropes and throws him off to the opposite ropes, as Makaveli returns BadGuy drops to the floor, and Makaveli runs over him and onto the opposite ropes, as he returns, BadGuy goes for the hip toss, but Makaveli blocks it, and reverses it into a hip toss of his own…

Bret: See, BadGuy was so bothered about trying to get his hands on Impaler… he forgot he is dealing with one of the men that tried to run him over… he better start remembering… before he gets his ass kicked even more than it already is.

BadGuy gets straight back to his feet, and Makaveli and BadGuy just stand their staring at each other, before they lock up in another grapple.  Makaveli once again gains the upper hand by putting BadGuy in another headlock… BadGuy tries to back Makaveli back off into the ropes again, but Makaveli just wrenches on BadGuy’s head a bit harder which stops him… BadGuy tries to reach for the ropes, but Mak has him in the middle of the ring, and once again wrenches down on BadGuy’s head a little harder.  BadGuy puts his arms around Makaveli and lifts him up, and drops Makaveli on his back…

Kave: Nicely executed backdrop by the BadGuy there.

BadGuy stands up, and is soon followed by Makaveli to his feet as well… BadGuy runs to the ropes and comes off attempting the huge clothesline, but Makaveli manages to duck and as BadGuy returns Makaveli raises his boot and BadGuy hits the floor hard…

Bret: What a Big Boot to face, that one took BadGuy down with feeling…

On the apron, Shannon Storm starts to stamp his boot, getting the crowd cheering for BadGuy, and all clapping thiers hands in time with each other.  Impaler asks for the tag which he gets off Makaveli and he comes into the ring, and runs over to BadGuy who is on his knees getting up, and stomping in the small of his spine knocking the BadGuy back to the canvas again… Impaler continues to stomp on BadGuy before picking him up by his hair and backing him off to the ropes… Impaler goes to give BadGuy an Irish Whip into the ropes, but BadGuy reverses it and sends Impaler to the ropes instead, on his return BadGuy goes for the standing clothesline, but Impaler ducks it and goes to the opposite ropes, just as he gets to the ropes, BadGuy backs off to the opposite ropes and comes back going for the huge spear but Impaler does a cartwheel to evade the spear and BadGuy falls to the canvas after missing the spear.

Bret: See, Impaler is showing why he is a superior all round athlete, did you see that cartwheel… The BadGuy never saw that coming…

Kave: I have got to admit, that was a pretty impressive move their.

Impaler goes over to BadGuy and goes to pick him up by the hair again, but as BadGuy is on his knees, BadGuy punches Impaler in the gut, not once, not twice, but 3 times… Impaler lets go, and BadGuy stands up, and quickly runs to the ropes, coming off with a raised knee to the head… BadGuy then looks over to Shannon Storm on the apron, and holds out his hand… the crowd start cheering and Shannon Storm tags the hand of BadGuy and comes into the ring, Impaler stands up and gets knocked down by a clothesline off Shannon Storm.. Makaveli comes into the ring, but is knocked down by another clothesline off Shannon Storm.  Shannon turns his attention to Impaler and drop kicks Imapler through the ropes to the outside, as BadGuy comes back into the ring and starts punching Makaveli, pushing him back into the corner with rights and lefts.

Kave: Shannon Storm is in the ring, and he is clearing house…

Bret: Lucky punches that’s all….

BadGuy stops stomping away on Makaveli and Irish whips him into the opposite turnbuckle… Shannon Storm then grabs a hold of BadGuy and gives him a strong Irish whip across the ring, and BadGuy collides a huge clothesline with Makaveli’s head…

Kave: That move nearly took his head off…. You know, you would think that Shannon Storm and Bad Guy are team mates, not the other way around…

Impaler slides in under the bottom rope and attacks Shannon Storm from behind with a Axe handle smash over the base of the neck, the referee pushes BadGuy out of the ring, but Makaveli slowly gets back to his feet and Makaveli and Impaler start to double team Shannon Storm, BadGuy tries to get back in the ring to help Shannon, but the referee keeps pushing BadGuy out of the ring, and in doing so, he cannot see what is happening inside of the ring.  Eventually BadGuy goes out onto the apron, but as the ref turns around, Makaveli is already making his way back to the apron leaving Shannon Storm laying in the ring with Impaler.  Impaler picks up Shannon Storm by the hair and sets him up for the DDT, but Storm picks up Impaler and lands the German Suplex as the ref goes for the pin

ONE

TWO

THREE

Bret: No, Imapler just managed to get his shoulders up, that was close.

Kave: Shannon Storm nearly got the win for his team then…

Bret: Impaler was always going to kick out of it… It was never even thought that Shannon Storm would get the win…

Kave: Yea, right.

Shannon Storm stands up, but doesn’t question the count as he goes straight back after Impaler… But Impaler is quick to his feet as well, and as Shannon Storm goes to give Impaler a Irish whip to the ropes, Imapler reverses it and Shannon Storm goes to the ropes, but as he gets there, Makaveli drops off the apron whilst holding on to the top rope, making Shannon Storm fall over the top ropes backwards and landing on the outside.

Kave: Come on ref, your not allowed to do that!!!!

Bret: Oh shut up… That was just good team work…

Imapler walks over to the ropes bad mouthing Shannon Storm on the outside as BadGuy comes in from behind Impaler and spins him around…

Kave: BADGUY CUTTER!!!!!!!! BADGUY CUTTER

The ref goes for the count….

ONE

TWO

THREE

Kave: BadGuy won it….

Bret: No…… The referee is saying that Impaler got his foot on the ropes…. What ring awareness from the leader of the Grim Ikons there….

Kave: That was soooo close

BadGuy gets up, he cant believe that Impaler got his foot on the ropes… On the outside of the ring Shannon Storm is getting attacked by Makaveli but BadGuy turns his attention from the referee and goes outside, attacking Makaveli from behind… Both men double team Makaveli, throwing him into the steel steps, until Hellfire starts to run down the ramp and attacks BadGuy from behind…

Kave: What is he doing here, he is not involved in this match, he has no business out here at all..

Bret: Of course he has business out here, he is a Grim Ikon isn’t he… The Grim Ikons don’t play fairly Kave… They play to win!!!

Kave: I don’t care about the Grim Ikons, he ha absolutely no business out here… the referee should disqualify the Grim Ikons now!

The referee is on the inside of the ring and making a slowish 10 count,

ONE

TWO

THREE

Hellfire continues to attack BadGuy, throwing him into the barrier as Shannon Storm continues to attack Makaveli on the outside as well, and on the inside of the ring, Impaler starts to get back to his feet, but seems a bit dazed as he stumbles backwards and leans on the ropes.

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SIX

SEVEN

Shannon Storm notices the referee’s count and gets back onto the apron, but as he goes to get inside of the ring, Impaler measures Shannon Storm and…

Bret: Harvester of Sorrow… Harvester of sorrow off the apron….

EIGHT

Shannon Storm falls off the apron and onto the concrete below as

NINE

BadGuy reverses an Irish whip by Hellfire and sends Hellfire into and over the barrier into the crowd, BadGuy notices the referees count but

TEN

Is too late as the referee calls for the bell, and raises the hand of Impaler who is leaning against the ropes in the ring.  BadGuy looks upset but as he goes to slide into the ring, Makaveli slides in first and manages to get to his feet which makes BadGuy change his mind as to not get in the ring, and he steps back and works his way around to help Shannon Storm up, as both BadGuy and Shannon Storm walk up the ramp, with BadGuy supporting the dazed Storm.  In the ring, the Grim Ikons stand victorious as Hellfire makes his way into the ring, and the three members stand in the ring with their arms held high.

Bret: The Grim Ikons Win….

Kave: By count out…

Bret: A Win is a win… Impaler sent Shannon Storm flying off the apron with that harvester of sorrow…. The Grim Ikons proved how dominant that they truly are!!!!

Kave: That’s it for this weeks edition of Deathrow… Make sure you tune in next week as the first of two batches of second round matches start for the World Title Tournament…..

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