Kave Quinn: Welcome to Deathrow, here from the sold out Washington DC, MCI Centre!

Bret Spiner: We've got a packed show today Kave, it's gonna be so good!

Kave Quinn: Well after coming off the biggest event to date, our Pay Per View, Capital Punishment...

Bret Spiner: There's going to be plenty of tempers flairing

Kave Quinn: That's true, there will be a lot of wrestlers at each others throats tonight!

Bret Spiner: We've got Jace take on Hellfire for his Supreme Title!

Kave Quinn: Yes, that's his first defense, and after losing his tag title at Capital Punishment, I'm sure he's not in the mood to lose his Supreme belt.

Kave Quinn: What about Mark Hossack coming down to the ring at Capital Punishment, to interfere against EWM and then seemingly join with the Ikons, perhaps we'll find out why that happened

Bret Spiner: That was the greatest moment in my life

Kave Quinn: Michaels and Wotto will be here as well, then new tag champions will be in action I'm sure!

Bret Spiner: And poor old Bad Guy having to make the count...

Seek and Destroy" explodes over the sound system as the fans stand to cheer the Capital Punishments Special Ref, the injured Bad Guy. A massive explosion on the stage and a white sheet falls from the ceiling as a veil of smoke goes in the other direction and The Bad Guy appears on stage his right hand holding the mic as he looks to the sell out crowd. The fans are screaming happily as he walks down the aisle with a noticeable limp, his right knee with a brace on it, he reaches the ring and steps inside, and circles looking to the crowd with a smile on his face he makes the sign of The Bad Guy Cutter, the fans stand up and do it themselves. The Bad Guy laughs as he shakes his right hand then brings the mic up to his lips, his hand gesturing the crowd a bit quieter.

Bad Guy: WASHINGTON DC!!!!!!!!!!! Bad Guy.. IN...THE...HOOOUSSE!

He laughs as the fans cheer madly for the main event superstar, still out of active wrestling through the injury sustained a week ago on Deathrow.

Bad Guy: SURVEY TIME! Who came here to see those pathetic stab in the back no good dirty rotten S.O.B.'s... Bratchers Girls!!!

The crowd erupt in laughter and boo's hating the CEO and his own personal hitmen.

Bad Guy: And who came out to see the baddest of them all, the next 4WF World Champion, The Bad Guy!

The fans cheer their hero as the camera pans across the sell out crowd showing the countless signs being held up by the washington crowd.

Bad Guy: Survey sez.. One more for the Bad Guy! Now onto business.. two days ago at Capital Punishment in the sell out Georgia Dome, I had to make the fall for Ewm, and crown him the new 4WF World Heavyweight Champion. That son of a b*tch doesnt deserve it and that will be rectified some day but what also isnt right is Hossacks jumping of Ewm after the match. Now I dont like Ewm but hell I dont like Hossack, I dont like the Ikons and I dont like any other butt kissing suck ups in the back! Hossack you've been warned. Either Play the Game the right way, or get your ass whooped by everyone in the back.

The Bad Guy turns to look at a different section of the crowd then turns back to the camera and towards the aisle.

Bad Guy: Now, I've been watching the cliques and factions that are forming in the back for some time and I've come to realise that being on your own in this Fed isnt good for your health, so I went back stage after Capital Punishment. Did some talking and formed my own faction, and Bratcher.. (laughs).. boy will you ever love this.

The New Wolfpac Theme explodes over the sound system as the fans turn towards the stage to see who the wrestler or wrestlers are that will join with Bad Guy against the Owner and CEO Bratcher. The lights dim and red spotlights illuminate the stage area as two figures immerge from behind the curtain.

Kave: I dont believe it!!!

Bret: (sighs) I do...

The camera man moves closer and the two people can be seeing more clearly. The Mystery Man Chris Michaels... and Wotto! The 4WF Tag Team Champions of the World! The two superstars appear in the middle of the stage. Raise their world titles to the sold out Washington crowd and disapear from sight as a blinding flash hits and a burst of pyro's explode from the stage. The champs make their way down the aisle to the ring smiling, and tagging the hands of fans as they reach the ring apron and slide in, they both run up to a turnbuckle each and appeal to the crowds holding the belts up as they shout. The fans are exstatic! They both drop down off the turnbuckle and walk over to bad guy flanking him one on each side and look to the camera as bad guy begins to speak again.

Bad Guy: You see, the more things change. The more they stay the same. The baddest man in sports entertainment The Bad Guy, the most proficient tag team specialist in the 4WF today Wotto and the mystery man Chris Michaels are joining force's to kick your sorry ass into oblivion and take back this company for the millions...... AND MILLIONS, of The 4WF Fans around the world.

He gets a huge pop from the crowd as Wotto and Michaels high five each other, wotto with his belt over his shoulder, Michaels with the belt hanging in his right hand as Wotto takes the mic.

Wotto: The signs were there. The seeds of this alliance were planted waaaay back on that very first Deathrow when I helped Bad Guy, with Chris Michaels helping me out on the next show. You had an opportunity to take all three of us out while we operated alone. And damn, you did force The Bad Guy out with an injury but this guy will be back before you can say "Can I kiss your butt Mr Bratcher". You see if you couldnt take us three out on our own, you damn well better count on us to be.... untouchable. As a faction. Jace if your listening in the back, I showed you at Capital Punishment what it means to get your ass stunnered and you better stay out of my face in future because I dont think your going to have Ewm coming to your rescue! Not after you jumped him in the main event.

Wotto passes the mic to Chris Michaels and the fans buzz with excitement as the England native and five year ring vetran looks to the crowd saying nothing for severall moments as a chant of "Michaels", "Michaels", "Michaels" echos through the arena. He closes his eyes savoring the chants then opens them and tilts his head ready to speak..

Michaels: Washington DC. ITS SHOW TIME FOLKS!

The crowd go into a frenzy! The sounds deafening as chants for michaels, wotto and bad guy echo through the arena and "Wooo!'s" reverberate through the stands.

Michaels: March the Second, Georgia Dome. The biggest Pay-Per-view spectacular ever before seen in wrestling history.. Capital Punishment. The match. A Handicap.. Tornado Tag Title Triple Tire Cage. Even a two on one, you punk idiots couldnt put me out of the game. Bratcher you thought shacking me up with a bunch of lame brain, mentally retarded, socially dependent pieces of garbage in a triple tire cage on my own would be enough to end my career.

He steps over the ropes and leans over towards the camera.

Michaels: (mocks a game show buzzer) For one thing I'm smarter than a gorilla, faster than a snail and more technicly sound than a four year old child. Pitting me against those two was your worst move. And You had to know, I'd bring some back up. Me and Wotto here have been buddies since the early days of the 4WF. And after what the Ikons did to Wotto and injured his friend, well he so wanted to repay the favour. Who am I to say no? Now that we took out the Ikons, looks like we got the others to take down, and Bratcher.. We're gonna have fun doing it.

He laughs handing the mic back to The Bad Guy, as he climbs to the top turnbuckle and raises his arms to the crowd and holds the tag team belt up once more. The bad Guy pacing briefly stops and raises his head.

Bad Guy: You know Mr CEO Bratcher? You think of yourself as being all powerful, as being in control as being on top of the hill. Well those kids your surround yourself with are no match for this triad, because we've beat their ass once before. And We'll do it again, and again and again. Can you dig that? (turns to the other camera) Oh and you know, your little cronies, their kind of like the "Insiders" of the 4WF, with their daily sessions of butt kissing and executive duties to fullfill for you. Then, if their the Insiders... I guess..

He steps back between Wotto and Michaels and smiles to the camera as the fans cheer.

Bad Guy: I guess that makes us, The Outsiderz.

"Mumma Raised a Hellraiser" hits in the arena and the sell out crowd erupts in boo's a chant of "Arsehole, Arsehole, Arshole" echoing throughout the arena as the CEO and Owner of the 4-Wrestling Federation Jeremy Bratcher walks out onto the stage slowly mic in hand. He stops at the middle of the stage and stares down at the Outsiderz with hate in his eyes, a hand raises to his heart as he addresses the Capitols 4WF fans.

Bratcher: Oh yes, and I love you.. just as much. As you love me.

The crowd starts throwing cartons at Bratcher and shouting more abuse at the companies owner as the camera turns to the ring to see the Outsiderz talking amongst themselves.

Bratcher: So.. its true. Vermin do travel in packs. Now I dont know what the hell you guys are thinking but I own this company. I run it, and I will do what I want when I want with this company.

Wotto Jumps onto the ropes and leans over taunting Bratcher shouting "Bring it!". Bad Guy going to raise the mic to his lips..

Bad Guy: Rea..

Bratcher: You shut your mouth or I'll get the Ikons to finish the job they started with you!!

Michaels: No you shut your mouth! Bratcher I've been putting the shits up you for the past fortnight. And Bad Guy and Wotto have been doing it since the day this Federation started. Its you who should watch your mouth standing out their all alone.

Bratcher: All alone?

The Big Daddy Cool Diesal theme hits as the sound of the truck horn bellows throughout the arena as a monster of a man at 7'3'' steps from behind the curtain onto the stage and to stand beside Bratcher, towering well above him. The look on his face gives the impression that this guy means business. Bratcher starts laughing as Michaels stares speechless at the behmoth.

Bratcher: I see you recognise your old New Japan tag team partner.. "The Big Man" Beastly... Hes been kicking your ass all over the world since you travelled together back in your rookie days. And he wants another piece of you Michaels and I'm gonna give it to him, I havent decided when, but you will fight and you'll come out in a body bag!

The crowd erupt into a mix of boo's and cheers excited for the match but fearful of this giant that has walked straight into the 4WF with the sole purpose of destroying Michaels. Bad Guy and Wotto are seen holding back Michaels who wants to run down and start the match tonight, he grabs the mic off Bad Guy.

Michaels: Why wait? Lets get it on tonight!! In this very ring!!

The fans cheer at the thought of watching this main event calibre match take place in front of them, however Bratcher shakes his head laughing.

Bratcher: No no no.. you'll get your fight eventually. Tonight though you and Wotto will still fight in that very ring. In this very arena. You will fight... Mark Hossack, and Justin Time.

The crowd are stunned and so are the Outsiders who stare in bewilderment. They had all thought Justin Time was hospitalised after his fall through the triple tire cage!

Kave: Oh my god! Justin Time will be here tonight!

The laughing Bratcher turns and leaves off stage followed by "The Big Man" Beastly as The Outsiderz leave the ring, Wotto talking to Michaels who looks like hes about ready to explode and The Bad Guy watching the stage as he talks.

Kave Quinn: Wow, what a start to the show, we've got a new wrestler here in the 4WF!

Bret Spiner: He was huge, Michaels is gonna get squashed!

"Nookie" by Limp Bizkit unexpectedly explodes over the sound system, with J making his way out of the back and onto the stage, he walks to the edge...Leaning over and throwing his arms in the air, trying to get the crowd hot!

Kave Quinn: Well it looks like J can't wait for his match

Bret Spiner: It certainly looks that way...

Kave Quinn: J has got a chance to win the Cruiserweight title here tonight, after coming so close on Capital Punishment!

J has made his way down the ramp and the challenger slides into the ring, running over to each corner and climbing to the top, receiving huge ovations from the fans...

"Country Grammar" by Nelly begins to play, the crowd once again jump to their feet, as the first ever Cruiserweight Champion Lil Pitbull makes his way out to the ring, running down the ramp and sliding into the ring...The referee calls for the bell straight away as Lil Pitbull runs at J sliding under his legs and hitting a dropkick to J's back, sending the challenger flying out of the ring...

Kave Quinn: Wow, he's out of the ring already!

Pitbull removes the title from his waist, then running at the ropes and jumping to the top, leaping off with a cross body block onto J.

Kave Quinn: What a move by the champ!

Pitbull gets back to his feet, with J lying on the mats he climbs onto the apron. Turns his back to J and jumps off the ropes, hitting a perfectly executed Asai Moonsault onto the lying body of J!

Kave Quinn: What a move!

Lil Pitbull jumps up, waving his arms in the air, as the crowd scream for their cruiserweight champ! J gets back to is feet, walking up behind Pitbull and spinning him around...whipping him into the steel steps...

Bret Spiner: Yeah, now were getting somewhere!

J pulls up Pitbull and rolls him into the ring, jumping up onto the apron then onto the top rope. J kneels in wait for the champ to get back to is feet. Pitbull finally does, J leaps from the top landing on his shoulders and pulls off an amazing Hurricarana!

Kave Quinn: Wow! What a move!

Bret Spiner: You seem to say that a lot!

1,2, Kickout by Lil Pitbull! J climbs back to his feet, holding his back...

Kave Quinn: J's holding his back, it looks like he's injured!

J walks over to the corner, leaning against the turnbuckle as Lil Pitbull gets back to his feet, the challenger runs at Pitbull, but the champ turns it into a tilt a whirl backbreaker!

Kave Quinn: Jesus! If J did have an injured back, he's gonna be in a lot of pain now!

J rolls around on the ground, clutching his back. The chmap looks down on him, giving him some sympathy, but then going back to work...Stomping on the back of J, as he screams in pain!

Kave Quinn: Stop that!

Bret Spiner: No don't, I'm finally enjoying a cruiser match!

The champ now goes to the top, with J lying down face first on the mat...Pitbull leaps from the top, nailing a frog splash on the challengers back...1,2, J again kicks out!

Kave Quinn: That kids got guts...

Lil Pitbull jumps up to his feet, shouting at the ref for counting slowly, as J begins to make it back to his feet, the champ runs at J...Who dives out of the way, sending the champ to the ropes, he comes back off and J nails him with a super kick!

Kave Quinn: Yes cover him!

J looks down on Pitbull, lying face down and he pulls his legs up, wrapping his legs around and leaning backwards, grabbing his head an lifting it...

Kave Quinn: My God! Cradle of Pain!

J continues to wrench on Pitbulls neck...While crying in pain himself, J wont let go...Pitbull screaming in pain, until he reches for the ropes...

Kave Quinn: He's too far away!

Pitbull taps the mat furiously, the ref calling for the bell and breaking the hold...

Kave Quinn: New Cruiserweight Champion!

Bret Spiner: What a wimp! Tapping out to that

The referee climbs out of the ring, walking back in and handing the belt to the still injured J, who lies on the canvas, barely moving!

Kave Quinn: This could be serious!

EMT's come rushing down to the ring, sliding in and strapping J onto a stretcher...The EMT's begin to carry J up the ramp...Stopping at the top and carrying J over to the left of the stage...

Kave Quinn: Well it looks as though J is going to the ambulance...

The EMT's reach the edge and look at each other, then they throw the newly crowned Cruiserweight Champion over the edge...10ft down to the concrete...

Kave Quinn: My God that was inhumane, why have they done that?

The EMT's take of their hats and glasses, then rip of their shirts to reveal the Impakt Ikons!

Kave Quinn: Thos son's of...

Bret Spiner: Mind the language! Well that's the best damn high flying I've seen!

Spiner begins to laugh as the Ikons continue to walk into the back...Suddenly Double D comes running out, nailing both men with a chair shot...He continues to hit the Ikons with the chair...Pounding them into the ground, until MPB comes running out, hitting Double D with a steel pipe...1,2, Kickout by DD...The Ikons slowly begin to get back to their feet as Dominatrix comes running out, and MPB and Dominatrix destroy the champ...MPB attempts a cover, the ref goes down and 1,2, Dominatrix gives MPB a kick to the head, pulling him up ad grabbing his hair, walking to the side and leaning him over...Double D gets back to his feet, running at the challengers and hitting them both, sending them both sailing off the edge of the stage and crashing down through a couple of tables!

Kave Quinn: Jesus, that was phenomenal!

Bret Spiner: Double D's still the champ, damn!

The champion walks into the backstage area, walking through the corridors and ending up in the parking lot. J is being lifted into an ambulance...Double D spots him and walks over to the ambulance climbing into the ambulance with J...

Bret Spiner: Ha Ha, all of the Alliance are at the hospital now! They can have a party

The MegaTron fades with the ambulance driving out of the car park...

Kave Quinn: Well this is a very sad moment!

Bret Spiner: It's not that bad! He'll be back, he's got to defend his title on Sabotage!

Kave: Well, If you didnt get a chance to see Capital Punishment on Friday then I recommend you see the encore presentation running all this week because it was an event that more than lived up to its hype.

Bret: Was it ever! Can you believe that Scaffold match that was awesome and the best man won!

Kave: hmm.. Big D did win that match dropping Madd Matt off the Scaffold through three burning tables, I sure hope he's alright.

Bret: What about Big D?! He got knocked off it by that fat gothic freak Belly himself. I'll tell you what, nothing - Big D is one of the best wrestlers in this Fed and it shows how good he is because hes here tonight and Madd matt isnt!

Limp Bizkits "My Generation" hits and the fans give a warm reception to Hyped Up, the former friend of Belly, he turned against him at Capital Punishment throwing him off the cage as a result of Belly throwing smash off just moments before. The Megatron plays Hyped Ups's video showing bits of his career so far in the 4WF and bringing up the words "I'm Hyped up, I'm ALL HYPED UP!" Hyped Up reaches the ring and rolls in..

Kave: Usually folks it would be the former champion who gets the first shot at a title but because Madd Matt is still in hospital recovering, the shot at Big D's Xtreme title falls to Hyped Up who's looking to make his mark on the 4WF, and he certainly made an impression at the PPV throwing belly off the cage to crash his massive frame in the ring.

Bret: There is no chance in hell.. no pun in tended.. that Hyped Up is going to score the victory over Big D.

Kave: But Big D has surely got to be hurting after falling off that scaffold?

Bret: Dead men dont hurt.

Rock the Dead explodes over the sound system in the sell out arena in theheart of the capital as the lights dim and The Dark Carnival video plays on the Megatron. Out come Dark Lotus and ICP, tauntign to the fans, Shaggy 2 Dope getting in the face of the cameraman and screaming down the camera before running on down the aisle and into the ring.

Kave: Wait thats not right!

The Dark Carnival instantly attack Hyped Up who tries to fight back but the numbers game quickly overwhelms him and he gets knocked down in a corner the referee trying to get his attackers out of the ring as Big D solemnly walks out from behind the curtain, his head lowered, the Xtreme title over his right shoulder as the arena goes unnaturally quiet, the fans being always nervous in the precense of this monster who shows no remorse. Back in the ring the Dark Carnival continue to beat on Hyped Up as the referee shouts at the Carnival to break it up and get out, Dark Lotus turn round and shove the referee down on the mat as Big D stops before the ring then raises his arms beside him sending am assive burst of fire up from the stage thirty feet in the air as his music cuts out and he raises his head walking up the ring steps and entering the ring.

Bret: Oh man this is great!!

Kave: Come on Ref! This match cant go on! Hyped Up has been mauled!

The Dark Carnival spotting Big D quickly jump out of the ring as the referee calls for the bell and the match officially starts with Hyped Up lieing in the turnbuckle a bloody mess.

Bret: Hah! Looks like it IS going a head!

Big D removes his entrance attire and belt handing them to the Ref as a small chant for Hyped Up begins in the front row seats, Big D approaches Hyped up who stares through a crimson mask barely concious at the unfeeling monster. Big D picks up Hyped, and grabs him by the throat. Looking to the fans he lifts Hyped Up single handedly high into the air, turns round with him, then choke slams him down with authority in the center of the ring!

Kave: Oh my god, he could of drove him through the ring!

A sick smile plays across Big D's lips as he begins to pick the beaten Hyped up, whipping him into the ropes Hyped up comes running back as Big D tosses him high into the air in the move known as "The Farewell", Hyped Up crashing stomach and face first into the mat.

Kave: Hes just toying with him! Some one call this match off quick before someone gets hurt!

Big D is now laughing as he picks Hyped Up up with ease, grabs him by the throat with both hands and lifts him up in a choke lift, then drops down with a sit out powerbomb with him, Hyped head bouncing off the mat. The Referee shakes his head seeing Hyped be decimated as Big D pins Hyped up.. "1...2...th.."

Bret: Whaat???

Big D broke the count himself shaking his head at the referee, standing up with the challenger and irish whipping him hard into the turnbuckle, Hyped Up coming off the turnbuckle staggering straight into the Superkick by Big D which sends him flying back into the turnbuckle. Big D draws his finger across his throat to symbolise the end of this one sided affair thanks to the pre-match beating by The Dark Carnival. he walks over to the turnbuckle, grabs hossack in the DDT format and sets up in the center of the ring. Staring at the crowd, hedrops driving hypeds head into the mat with force. He rolls him over and covers for the pin"1...2...3."

Rock the Dead hits and the Dark Carnival sldie into the ring and proceed to beat on Hyped Up as Big D recieves his title again as about 20 Security guards come running down diving into the ring and trying to break up the scene.

Kave: This isnt right! This is not right, Hyped Up was robbed. He could of won the title tonight instead it was massacre, the Dark Carnival knocking him almost out cold before the match even began!

The Dark Carnival and Big D leave the ring and walk off, ICP and Dark Lotus laughing at the carnage they had caused as Big D walks on leaving the arena to a chorus of boo's

The MegaTron flickers into action to show a backstage corridor, completely empty until EWM comes walking around the corner, with a purpose...He spots the cameraman and begins to walk up to him...

"Have you seen Hossack!?!?"

The cameraman shakes his head as EWM pushes past him, the cameraman follows EWM as he walks away, when Smash walks out of his dressing room, carrying a cup of coffee...

Kave Quinn: Uh Oh!

Smash and EWM collide, Smash spilling his coffee all over the world champ!

"You stupid fuck!"

Smash: Sorry Man!

"Sorry ain't gonna cut it!"

EWM nails Smash in the head with a forearm, giving him a kick to the stomach and throwing him head first into the wall...EWM grabs a nearby chair and sets it up...Whipping Smash hard against the wall, Smash comes stumbling out and EWM executes a drop toe hold, sending Smash face first into the chair!

Kave Quinn: He's been cut open, look at the blood!

Bret Spiner: YEAH!

EWM get's back to his feet, giving Smash one last kick and then spitting on the "Giant Killa" before walking off down the corridor and around the corner...

Kave Quinn: Why did EWM do that?

Bret Spiner: Because Smash annoyed him!

Kave Quinn: And the fact Hossack has stolen his belt!

Bret Spiner: What? Don't try and stir trouble...

Kave Quinn: Anyway...Our next match is for the 4WF Supreme Title!

Bret Spiner: Yeah! Come on Jace!

"The Dog Wants Flames!" comes the shout over the loudspeakers as I'm The bulldog hits and the fans rise with a mixed welcome for Hellfire, the number one contender for the Supreme Title. Hellfire makes his way out onto the stage mic in hand as a shower of sparks shoots out from around the Megatron.

Kave: Well folks As you may know Hellfire won this title shot seveveralldays ago at Capital Punishment when he defeated three other superstars in a Battle Royal, that certainly proved a war.

Bret: Hah it sure did Kave! Hellfire decimated his opponents that night but I dont think he can defeat Jace tonight. He just doesnt have it like that.

Hellfire reaches the ring and steps through the ropes to spin round raising a hand to the crowd, then turning it into a thumbs down and bringing his fist down as a single explosion erupts from the rafters above the ring, he raises the mic to his lips..

"Throughout my career the people in the back, the critics and you stupid fans have written me off as a go-no-where wrestler whos only good enough to fill some time. Well tonight, I begin a new reign of terror on this Federation when I take the Supreme Title from that wanna be great Jace. The fact is. Hes just being keeping the title polished for me!" Hellfire drops the mic and moves over to the corner dropping own on the floor resting against the turnbuckle as "Paper Cut" by Linkin Park hits and the reigning Supreme Champion, one half of the Impakt Ikons Jace appears on stage to a chrorus of boo's and obscenities.

Kave: I'm torn between who to root for in this match. I dont particulaly like either of these superstars.

Bret: Well your an idiot, I'm going with Jace - whats not to like about him?

Kave: Anyway.. the two superstars are ready, the Ref's calling for the bell and we are under way!

Jace unstraps the Supreme Title from his waist handing it to the Ref then running towards the corner where Hellfire is sitting, only Hellfire had been waiting for him and he reaches up grabbing the top rope swinging him self upto block a right hand by Jace and hit him with a hand one of his own, grabbing him by the head and throwing him into the turnbuckle before stomping on him.

Kave: Oh hes stomping a mudhole in the champion early on!

Hellfire stops stomping a mudhole in Jace, only to lift Jace's chin and hit him with an almighty chop across the chest which can be heard in the highest seats of the arena, echo's of "Woo" can be heard, in recognition of the man who made the chop famous Nature Boy Ric Flair.. Hellfire hits Jace with another chop just as hard and Jaces facial expression shows the pain the move inflicts. Grabbing Jace's arm hellfire now irish whips him hard across the ring, Jace collides with the turnbuckle and his back arches before hellfire comes charging in.

Bret: Thats the sign of a true champion!

Jace had got his foot up and knocked hellfire right off his feet onto the ground. The fans boo the champ and Jace sticks the finger up at them before climbing to the second rope and leaping off with a driving elbow into the sternum of Hellfire winding the challenger. Standing up Jace bounces off the ropes and hits a standing splash on hellfire before applying a headlock to the 6'4'' former tag champion.

Kave: This match really could go anyway both superstars are determined competitors and theres nobody in the back who has more to prove than Hellfire does.

The referee checks the headlock isnt a choke and is satisfied as he keeps checking that hellfire doesnt want to give up. Jace looks from left to right at the fans with the hold locked on tightly as hellfires foot kicks the mat before he tries to rise to his feet. Jace realises hellfires breaking out of the mouth so he releases and hits an underarm suplex on hellfire to stop his second wind. A jubilant Jace gets to his feet and taunts the crowd "Who's better than Jace!" the crowd respond "Everyone!" which infuriates Jace and he turns back to hellfire who shoots up with an upward spear lifting jace well off his feet before being drove down into the mat. Hellfire leaps to his feet orders Jace back to his feet then knocks him down again with a stiff clothesline, Jace bounces up and gets another clothesline for his troubles.

Bret: What the hell, Hellfire has got a second wind!

Hellfire picks up Jace and lifts him up in a suplex format but instead of falling backwards slams jace down forwards into them at. Jace arches off the canvas in agony reaching out for help as hellfire grabs him by the hair and lifts him up again. One hard right hand later and Jace is back down on one knee, hellfire runs into the ropes and hitsa massive knee lift connecting with Jace's face. Hellfire stands back from Jace and watches him struggle to get to his feet he then boots him in the gut and lifts him up over his shoulders DVD format then rolls forward.

Kave: Magnificent forward roll slam by hellfire!

The Challenger gets more and more cheers from the crowd as he takes jace apart piece by piece, slow and methodical. Picking Jace up again he whips him into the turnbuckle, he connects hard and comes running out of the corner into a side walk slam by the big hellfire who goes for the cover "1..2.."

Kave: Oh we so nearly had a new champion there!

Hellfire stands up and argues with the referee claiming the coutn was slow as Jace recovers behind him moves over to him and hits a low blow knocking the big guy to his knees. Standing up Jace hits a bulldog on the knelt challenger, then moves to his legs picking them up and taunting the crowd before dropping an elbow into the side of the left knee. he stands up and does the same again and again, the third time applying a leg lock which makes hellfire writhe in pain.

Bret: hah!

Kave: Oh no, Jace has recently worked on many wrestlers legs, and did so last week on this program popping The Bad Guy's knee and forcing him out of the main event at Capital Punishment, hes not going to do the same to Hellfire is he???

Bret: You just watch him!

Hellfire is shaking his head franticly as jace wrenches on the leg, reaching over to gauge the eyes of jace hellfire manages to roll away from him. Jace is on him again quickly though stomping on his back, standing the big man up and executing a text book snap suplex. Then quickly moving over to hellfire, he grabs his leg again and rests it on the bottom rope, as he shouts at the fans, then holdign the top rope jumps up and drops himself down hard on the leg of hellfire causing more damage! "No-ones better than Jace!" he screams at the fans going to repeat the move he leaps up but hellfire brings his other foot up and kicks him in the ass sending him over the top rope and to the outside. Jace hits the mat and rolls into the steel guard rail. He shakes his head of the cobwebs and stands up to slide in the ring as Hellfire tries to get back to his feet, he stands up but hobbels on his injured leg and Jace spots it hitting a standing dropkick to the left knee almost knocking hellfire down who needs to grab the ropes to keep himself up. Jace unrelenting stomps into the leg again and again forcing hellfire down to the mat. Jace gets down and applies the excruciating ankle lock. Hellfire screams in pain and the ref asks him if he wants to give up he shakes his head through the pain and reaches out grabbing the near rope.

Kave: He was too near the ropes there!

The ref orders the break and starts the 5 count, Jace obliging recultantly on the 4 count, but he doesnt give hellfire any rest and kicks at the leg again and again. Sliding to the outsider Jace walks towards the announcers table.

Bret: Hes coming over here!

Kave: How badly is hellfires leg injured? Can he continue?!

Jace leans over the annoucners table and shouts to be heard "Tell wotto this is what will happen to him if he messes in my business again!" he grabs the time keeper throwing him across the floor then picks up his steel chair and dives into the ring.

Kave: No! He's going to shatter hellfires ankle!

Jace enters with the chair as the ref has his back turned to him checking on Hellfire who is standing now, the ref turns round as Jace steps past him raising the chair to bring it down on hellfires leg. But no! The Ref caught the chair and is shouting at Jace! He tosses the chair out the ring as Jace threatens to hit him, Jace turns back round to Hellfire and recieves a boot to the gut and a spinning ddt to the mat.

Bret: Damn that referee!

Kave: This match aint over folks!

The referee looks at the two wrestlers laid on the mat and starts the 10 count, Jace holding his head starign into the rafters as Hellfire holds his ankle in pain. "7...8.." jace starts to get to his feet at the same time as Hellfire and goes to hit him with a reverse knife edge chop, but Hellfire ducks it punches him in the gut and lifts him up...

Kave: This is it!

Waaaay up in the stalling brainbuster but he cant hold it his leg giving way and he falls backwards himself, Jace landing ontop as the referee drops for the "1...2..thre.." Kick out!

Bret: That was a slow count!

Kave: So close.

Jace starts pouringthe punches on hellfire, and stands up as Hellfire slowly get to his feet as well weary and in pain. Jace runs up a turnbuckle, and perches ready for Hellfire to turn round, he does so and he leaps from it with a beautiful cross body connecting andknocking him down for the pinfall "1.." But no! Hellfire uses Jace's own momentum to roll backwardsand end up ontop with the pinfall "1..2...3." The fans erupt in cheers as the bell rings and "I'm the bulldog" kicks in.

Kave: Hes done it! Hellfire has proved the critics wrong and with a bad wheel to boot!

The referee takes the Supreme title from the time keeper and hands it to Hellfire who is helped to hsi feet by the referee and stumbles agains tthe ropes holding the title up.

Tony Jordan: And your winner is, and NEW 4WF Supreme Champion of the World!!!! Heeeelllfire!

The fans cheer Hellfire who gets helped by the referee down the aisle and into the backstage.

Bret Spiner: That's not fair, Jace was cheated!

Kave Quinn: It was perfctly fair Bret!

Bret Spiner: Shut up Kave! I'm not in a good mood now!

As Spiner continues to complain the lights begin to fade, Smoke fills the entranceway, rising up from underneath the stage as a yellow light shines up from where the smoke is eminating...The Bang of thunder can be heard in the distance as The MegaTron begins to flicker, slowly coming to life...

Kave Quinn: What's this?

Bret Spiner: I don't know!

The bang of thunder echoes around the arena again as explosions shoot from the stage high into the rafters of the arena...The arena still pitch black, the pyro's cast a light across the fans as the Yellow light gets brighter and some lettering come onto the MegaTron...

Kave Quinn: What does it say?

Bret Spiner: I have no idea!

The words finally come into focus...

"The Chosen One"

Kave Quinn: Who's the chosen one?

Kave's question is answered as a huge bolt of lightning crashes from the rafters down into the smoke filled entranceway...Clearing a path in the smoke, revealing Mark Hossack...

Kave Quinn: It's Hossack! It's Hossack!

Hossack looks up, staring down at the ring as he walks across the stage, getting to the top of the ramp and looking around...Then continuing his walk down the ramp, focusing on the ring completely.

Kave Quinn: He looks focused!

Hossack walks up the steps, climbing through the ropes and walking to the centre of the ring, grabbing a mic from Tony Jordan and telling him to exit the ring...

"EWM!"

The crowd erupt into boo's for the man that stole the 4WF World Title...

"You want your belt, come and get it!"

Hossack pulls back his leather jacket, to reveal the 4WF Heavyweight Championship...

"So get your ass out here now..."

"Another Brick In The Wall Part 2" by Pink Floyd starts to play as the 4WF World Champion EWM makes his way out onto the stage, looking down on Hossack standing in the ring, EWM has a mic!

Kave Quinn: Were going to have a showdown right here!

EWM: You want me to come get my belt...You got it!

EWM drops the mic, running down the ramp and sliding into the ring, spearing Hossack and landing on top of him, throwing punches...

Kave Quinn: It's exploded, here we go!

The punches are exchanged between EWM and Hossack...Going back and forth, until EWM is sent flying off of Hossack by a chair shot, from Justin Time...

Kave Quinn: Time made the save!

Time grabs EWM by the hair, pulling him to his feet and throwing him into the corner...He sits EWM on the top rope...Sliding out of the ring and grabbing a table from under the ring, he slide it in and sets it up in the corner...

Kave Quinn: Whats he doing?

Hossack gets back to his feet, walking into the corner and climbing to the second rope, grabbing EWM and nailing the Sunday Morning Hangover through the table...

Kave Quinn: MY GOD! Through the table!

Bret Spiner: That was amazing!

Kave Quinn: But this isn't fair!

Justin Time climbs to the top rope, looking around at the fans and then at his wrist...

Bret Spiner: He's checking the time!

Time leaps off the top rope, nailing a Swanton Bomb onto the table covered and blood soaked body of EWM!

Kave Quinn: Timebomb, Timebomb, Timebomb!

Bret Spiner: I love that move!

EWM lies unconscious in the corner as Hossack picks the mic up off the canvas...

"Now I suppose all of you are wondering why?"

"Why we are doing this to EWM, after he helped Bratcher, after him and The Ikons were a team!"

"Well the answer is that he was no good, he was never going to be a good champion...Bratcher used him to get where he is and now he has no use for him!"

"I am the Chosen One, I am the Champion...I have the gold to prove it!"

Kave Quinn: Thats not his belt! Damn Him!

"You ignorant fools, I'm sure are also wondering how I'm here, after being hit by a car?"

The arena fills with boo's...

"The answer is I was never hit by a car! It was a plan all along and you idiots fell for it every step of the way. I'm sure some of you even had sympathy for me!"

Hossack begins to laugh at the ignorance of the public!

"Well, you are all pathetic, you see, I wouldn't have cared for your sympathy even if I had been hit! And EWM, your nothing now...Without Bratcher you were nothing and with Bratcher as an enemy...."

"YOUR GOING DOWN!"

Justin Time grabs the mic from Hossack and puts it to his lips...

"EWM! You've been hit by the ticking Timebomb and Michaels, Wotto...Your Time is coming!"

The pair leave the ring, Time sliding out and Hossack climbing...They leave EWM lying in a pool of blood and wood!

Kave Quinn: He's leaving with EWM's title again!

Bret Spiner: That was an amazing display of athletic ability by Hossack and Time!

Kave Quinn: How athletic is putting someone through a table?

Bret Spiner: It's entertaining though!

The lights dim in the arena as "Hate Me Now" begins to play and the 6'6' 301lb goliath, Hell Raiser rises up through the stage surrounded by fire, four torches positioned in a square around him as Tony Jordan announces the Triple Threat match about to take place.

Bret: (whispers) This guy scares the hell out of me...

Kave: He scares us all Bret, but it seems these days their are a lot of these guys like Belly, Hellfire, Ewm hanging about the Federation, we can only count our blessings that they are not allied!

Hell Raiser raises his head as the fire crackles around him, his right arm rising from his side to reveal a mic as he begins to speak.. "Belly.. Pirofox.. After I finish with your candy ass tonight, you'll think you just came from the valley of death" The flames around him burst up into the rafters briefly as he finishes and makes his way towards the ring discarding his red cape and pulling himself onto the apron stepping inside through the middle rope as "Take a look Around" hits and the fans erupt in boo's hating the four hundread pound belly for having dropped Smash off the cage at Capital Punishment. The 400lb monster makes his way to the ring with little fanfare just a maniacle smirk on his face before a cameraman gets in his way by accident. Belly stares at him then kicks the terrified cameraman in the gut, grabs him by the throat and hoists him up tossing him over the top rope in front of Hell Raiser's feet, Hell Raiser reaches down and helps the cameraman up. Only to hit him with a Big Boot as belly climbs into the ring.

Kave: He just hit the cameraman! He didnt do anything to him!

Belly is laughing already enjoying the punishment dished out by Hell Raiser on the cameraman before "killing in the name of" explodes over the sound system and the fans look towards the aisle for the supposed heel who has gained support from the fans through his feud with Belly. After a few minutes the music dies off as no Piro Fox can be seen making his way to the ring..

Bret: Dont tell me Piro has chickened out!

Kave: He wouldnt do that, I'm sure of it.

Belly and Hell Raiser look to the ref who shakes his head and shrugs then calls for the bell getting the match under way. Hell Raiser is all over Belly in a matter of seconds with severall forearms to the face and back, pulling his glove on tight as he lifts Bellys chin up and hits him with a devastating right hand, not once, not twice but three times but it doesnt seem to phase the monster! Belly just laughs it off, blocks the fourth punch and hits Hell raiser with a throat thrust rocking the 6'6'' american bad ass. Belly has Hellraiser rocking as he forces him into the corner, then grabbing the ropes either side of Hell Raiser, pulls himself in hard raising his knee to drive into raiser's gut, again and again. The Referee is ordering the break but Belly ignores him, hitting Hell Raiser with a slap to the chest, then grabbing his wrist irish whips him across the ring into the far turnbuckle, Hell Raiser hits the corner and comes running out into the waiting arms of Belly who Belly-to-belly side-suplex's Raiser.

Kave: Oh I wouldnt want to be Hell Raiser! Thats 400lbs crushing you!

Belly then wraps his hand round Raisers throat and begins choking him viciously as the Ref tries to restore some order starting the 5 count. Eventually he does break the hold and he stands looking to the crowd and goes to step over Hell Raiser but changes it in one swift motion into a massive leg drop across the chest of Hell Raiser who is seen coughing after the move.

Bret: Wheres Piro? Come on someone go look for him!

Kave: I dont know where he is but Belly is using his weight advantage in the ring to his advantage superbly.. OH man that had to hurt.

Belly is now sat on Hell Raisers chest having dragged him to the ropes and Banzai Dropped from the middle rope across him. The Referee drops down for the pin fall "1..2...thr"

Kave: Foot on the rope!! Foot on the Rope!

The Refree spots the foot and breaks the hold. Belly stands up and picks Hell Raiser slowly to his feet going to lift him up but Hell Raiser blocks! Belly tries again and is blocked again! Hell Raiser manages to break free and hit Belly with a throat thrust of his own and severall lefts and rights which catch him off guard and stagger the big man. Hell Raiser see's his oportunity and runs into the ropes coming off to hit a shoulder block on Belly, but the big man doesnt even phase. Hell Raiser runs into the opossite ropes and does the same but to little more benefit. He decideds to try it again running into the ropes and hitting a diving shoulder barge which does rock the big man!

Bret: Fat mans rocking!

Kave: Wait! Its Piro!

Piro leaps over the guardrail carrying a piped chair with him as he crouches out of sight beside the ring. Back in the ring Hell Raiser runs into the ropes a final time and leaps for the shoulder barge but connects with the size 15 boot of Belly!!! Hell Raiser collapes on the floor as Belly shouts at the fans, then runs into the ropes himself as Piro leaps onto the apron swinging the chair into the back of Belly!

Kave: What impact!

Bret: It had no effect!!

Belly stops on impact and turns round to stare angrily at the man he faced at Capital Punishment in a steel cage. Piro fox cant believe the chair had no effect and swings the chair again bending it over Belly's skull but it only ends up angering Belly more as, bleeding from the forehead, he reaches over grabbing Piro by the throat lifting him up and turning him round in the ring and dropping him down into a choke lift powerbomb, which makes piro's body bounce a foot off the mat. Belly holds his legs as the Ref drops for the pinfall "1...2..."

Kave: Hell Raiser with the save!!

Hell Raiser hits a boot in the bleeding forehead of Belly breaking the hold. He Picks up Belly and whips him into the ropes kicking him in the gut as he returns and pulling belly's head between his legs as he signals for the Powerbomb From Hell.

Bret: He'll never get him up!

Hell Raiser hooks Belly and goes to lift him up but only gets him so far before belly drops down and back tosses Hell Raiser over him into the mat. Belly then turns round and stops a running Piro with a big boot to the face, then running into the ropes himself he leaps and hits a Big Splash over them both!!!! The Referee drops down for the pinfall "1..2.." Hell Raiser manages to kick out.. "thre.." Pirofox barely gets his shoulder up.

Kave: God almighty that was amazing! I'm surprised they kicked out.

Belly turns round and laughs in the face of the referee backing him into the corner before turning round to recieve a chair shot to the skull by Hell Raiser which knocks Belly back into the referee squishing him in the turnbuckle, Belly staggers forward gets booted in the mid section and set up for the Powerbomb from hell again. "Into the Valley of Death!" screams Hell Raiser as he lifts Belly amazingly up and drops him in the devastating powerbomb from hell...

Bret: HE DID IT! He Powerbombed the 400lb monster!

Raiser drops to his knees and covers Belly hooking the leg, and looks from side to side as no-one counts for him. He does it himself "1...2...3.."

Kave: It doesnt count! there's no ref!

Hell Raiser shakes his head and stands up walking over to the refree and slapping him awake as Piro fox leaps onto the ropes beside him and springs off with a fantastic missile dropkick knocking Hell Raiser over the top rope and to the outside. Piro appeals to the fans as the Ref rubs his head. Piro walks over to Belly, pulls him towards the corner and climbs the turnbuckle signalling for a moonsault.

Kave: Behind you!

Piro fox leaps... and straight into the waiting arms of Belly!!! Belly turns round and connectign with the Running Powerslam, his eyes rolling in the back of his head as he folds Piro's arms across his chest and pins him undertaker style.. the Referee still dazed drops down next to them and does the slow "1..2...3.." and signals for the bell.

Bret: Belly got the win!

Kave: His first win in the 4WF to date! And he came through three chair shots, a Powerbomb from hell and countless beatings to get it!

The fans erupt into boo's as "Take a look around" hits starting with the famous "Hello Friends" of Belly. Belly gets to his feet and has his hand raised before he grabs the Referee by the collar and hoists him up into the powerslam, running towards the opposite corner and hitting the running powerslam with devastating force. The fans shout abuse at Belly who laughs it off climbing out of the ring and walking away from the carnage in the ring.

Kave Quinn: What a match! Belly has now picked up his first win!

Bret Spiner: It's about time too!

The Megatron flickers to life to show a scene backstage. Ewm has just walked into the backstage area, after suffereing a beating at the hands of Hossack and Justin Time. The champ passes Smash, the man he attacked earlier, who starts laughing when he see's Ewm. Ewm stops and turns looking at Smash, there is a brief verbal exchange though no-one in the arena can make out what's said then Ewm viciously attacks Smash, kneeing him in the gut and throwing him into the wall. Grabbing the cruiserweight from behind and hitting a DDT on the concrete floor. He stands and screams at Smash "You wanna mock me! You little piece of sh*t! I'll kick your ass anyday!" He picks up Smash and directs him down out of view of the camera as the Megatron fades.

Kave: Jesus Smash is in a world of trouble

Bret: Hah hah Ewm will kill that cruiserweight, I wonder where they've gone off to?

Kave Quinn: Well if EWM's beating of Smash earlier tonight is any signs, then Smash is gonna get hurt!

They are answered soon enough as "Another brick in the wall part 2" by Pink Floyd hits and Ewm comes out of the side exit of the aisle throwing Smash into the guard rail, a steel chair in his left hand. He brings the chair up and cracks it over the Smasher's skull. Then picking him up by the hair drags him towards the ring but stops and throws him into the steel steps. Smash cries out in agony as a referee comes running out and dives into the ring.

Kave: What the.. do we have an impromt due match??

Bret: (laughing) It sure looks that way!

The World Champion throws smash into the ring and climbs in himself, picking smash up and hitting a float over Suplex, before grabbing Smashs arm and wrenching on it in an armbar. Smash shakes his head in pain as he slowly gets to a standing position. Ewm lifts up and wrenchs smashs arm down hard dropping smash to his knee. Then Stepping over smashs arm so hes straddling it Ewm jumps and drops his entire weight down on the extended arm of Smash who screams in agony.

Kave: He could of broken his arm their!!

Ewm releases Smash who grips his arm painfully, he picks smash up and hoists him high above him in a gorilla press, then drops him into a gut buster across his knee. Ewm crouches over smash and trash talks him before grabbing him by the hair and slamming him face first into the mat.

Kave: Come on, we don't need to see this! We know that heavyweights can beat cruiserweights!

Bret: Oh yes we don't need to see it.... we WANT to see it.

Ewm picks Smash up who is barely standing whips him into the ropes and throws a strong clothesline but smash ducks it comes off the opposite ropes then ducks another clothesline, spins round the back of Ewm to float rover onto his shoulders, rolling forward into a forward roll pin. "1.." kick out by the world champion who gets to his feet quickly, Smash leaps up with a fine dropkick knocking EWM back to the mat and goes onto the apron climbing up to the top turnbuckle.

Kave: The little mans gonna fly!

Smash grins and signals for the "Smasher" and leaps for the 520 moonsault, but Ewm sticks his foot up and catches Smashs jaw knocking him out in the sole mouth and nearly knocking his head off!!! Ewm, gets up and applies the Crucifixtion to the unconcious Smash as the fans erupt into cheers as the cameraman pans right to see The Bad Guy running as fast as he can down the aisle his leg still in that brace and diving into the ring. Ewm breaks the crucifixtion, and slides out of the ring at the opposite and the two superstars stare off at each other as Ewm laughs sadisticly while Bad Guy crouches next to Smash and with the Ref checks that hes Ok, Ewm walks round the ring into the aisle and looks to be heading off.

Bret: Damn that Bad Guy!

Kave: Praise bad Guy Smash was already out cold their was no call for the Crucifixtion!

The Bad Guy starts to help Smash to his feet when Ewm comes running back diving in behind Bad Guy and cracking a steel chair over his head knocking him out on the mat as smash gets hit as well. Ewm pulls a mic from his tights..

"Survey Sez... I just kicked your ass" Ewm drops the mic and steel chair exiting the ring and leaving through the crowd as the other Outsider members and tag champions Wotto and Chris Michaels come running out to Bad Guy and Smash. Michaels checks on the Bad Guy as Wotto looks around briefly for Ewm but then goes and helps up Smash. The two of them carrying the two fan favourites to the back.

Kave Quinn: Whats this with Smash and The Outsiderz?

Bret Spiner: I don't really care! They are all fools!

The MegaTron begins to play clips of tonights earlier events, leading towards the main event of Hossack and Justin Time vs Wotto and Chris Michaels...

Kave Quinn: Well folks, it's Main Event Time!

Bret Spiner: It's time for Hossack and Time to kick some ass!

"The Wolfpack Theme" begins to play, as the fans go wild for their favourite wrestlers...

Bret Spiner: Woo Hoo, the losers are coming!

Kave Quinn: Why don't you say that to them?

Bret Spiner: Because they might cry!

The Outsiderz make their way down the ramp and into the ring, walking into their corner, waiting for their opponents to make their way out from the back...

Kave Quinn: Here we go, it's almost time for us to see the return of Mark Hossack!

Bret Spiner: Yeah! The Chosen One is coming to kick some ass!

As Spiner continues to complain the lights begin to fade, Smoke fills the entranceway, rising up from underneath the stage as a yellow light shines up from where the smoke is eminating...The Bang of thunder can be heard in the distance as The MegaTron begins to flicker, slowly coming to life...

Kave Quinn: It's Main Event time!

The bang of thunder echoes around the arena again as explosions shoot from the stage high into the rafters of the arena...The arena still pitch black, the pyro's cast a light across the fans as the Yellow light gets brighter and some lettering come onto the MegaTron...

Kave Quinn: I can guess what that says

Bret Spiner: What?

The words finally come into focus...

"The Chosen One"

Kave Quinn: It's Hossack!

Kave's question is answered as a huge bolt of lightning crashes from the rafters down into the smoke filled entranceway...Clearing a path in the smoke, revealing "The Chosen One" Mark Hossack and Justin Time!

Bret Spiner: Yeah! Come on guys, beat those tramps into the ground

Kave Quinn: Tramps?

Bret Spiner: Yeah!

Hossack and Time make their way down the ramp, walking around the ring and climbing up the steps, the teams stare each other down...

Kave Quinn: Here we go!

Time begins to run at Wotto, spearing the tag champ and beginning to pummel his head into the mat, whilst Michaels runs at Hossack, Hossack moving out the way and drop toe holds him, Michaels landing head first into the bottom turnbuckle...

Kave Quinn: OUCH!

Turning over and sitting there, arms spread on the ropes, eyes glazed over...Hossack turns his attention to the fighting pair of Time and Wotto, walking over and knee dropping Wotto's head!

Kave Quinn: Jesus!

Time has a word to Hossack, who slides out of the ring and over to the announcers table, throwing Kave Quinn off of a chair and folding it up, sliding back into the ring. Hossack walks up to Michaels, kicking him square in the face and then placing the chair over it...

Kave Quinn: What are they doing?

Hossack whistles to Time who gives Wotto one last punch then runs over to the closest turnbuckle, hopping up to the top and looking around the arena, flippin' the bird at the fans and leaping off...

Bret Spiner: Yeah! Kill him!

Dropkicking the chair in front of Michaels face!

Kave Quinn: My God! What was that?

"That's the Timeinator, He wont be forgetting that in a hurry!"

Bret Spiner: Damn Right! He's bust open...

Michaels lies in the turnbuckle, with blood pouring from his forehead! While Hossack and Time turn their attention back to Wotto, who has moved from the centre of the ring...Hossack looks around for the tag champ, finding him with a chair shot to the head by Wotto, who goes on to nail Time in the back, sending him to his knees, Wotto continues to attack Time, chair shot after chair shot to the body...He leans over, pulling Time up by the hair and whipping him to the ropes, giving him a kick to the stomach and hitting the Wotto Stunner!

Kave Quinn: Wotto Stunner, Stunner, Wotto Stunner!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bret Spiner: Shut Up Quinn!

Wotto get's back to his feet...

"Who wants to see the Sharpshooter!?!?"

Kave Quinn: He's going for the Sharpshooter, Yeah!

Bret Spiner: Don't get too excited, it looks like your gonna piss yourself!

Wotto grabs Justin's legs, stepping inside and then locking on the move and spinning around, to be met by a solid steel chair!

Kave Quinn: Chair Shot to the head!

Bret Spiner: That was beautiful!

Wotto stays on his feet, Hossack throws the chair down, grabbing Wotto by the head and executes a DDT on the chair!

Bret Spiner: He's bust open!

Wotto lies on the mat, with his blood pouring out, staining the canvas...Hossack drags Wotto over to the corner, sliding out of the ring and going under the ring, emerging with a ladder and sliding it into the ring, he disappears once again, pulling out a fire extinguisher and rolling that into the ring!

Kave Quinn: The match has gone hardcore!

Hossack then continues his quest for weapons, pulling out a three tables, sliding one into the ring and the other two setting up on the outside, one on top of the other...He slides into the ring and grabs the ladder, setting it up against the ropes near the stacked tables and begins to climb, at the same time Wotto begins to climb the other side...Chris Michaels has gotten to his feet, walking over to Justin Time and pulling him up, whipping him to the ropes and hitting a forearm to the head, sending Time off balance, and Michaels hits the Skorpion Deathdrop...1,2...

Kave Quinn: 3

Bret Spiner: No! Foot on the ropes!

Michaels spots the foot and gets back to his feet, pushing the referee as Time gets to his hands and knees, crawling up behind Michaels and hitting a low blow! Sending the mystery man keeling over in pain...

Bret Spiner: Look at the ladder!!!

At the top of the ladder, Hossack and Wotto are going toe to toe, Hossack blocks one of Wotto's punches, grabbing his head and headbutting the champ...With Wotto barely holding on, Hossack steps up another step, grabbing his jacket and pulling it off, revealing the 4WF World Title around his waist...

Kave Quinn: He's got the stolen belt! Damn Him!

Bret Spiner: He's the chosen one, he deserves the belt!

Hossack begins to rock the ladder, back and forth, sending it further over the edge, he grabs the head of Wotto and in one last sway send the ladder over the ropes, holding Wotto's head for a DDT and plowing it through the two tables below down to the cold unforgiving concrete...

Kave Quinn: As God as my witness, that's the damndest thing I've ever seen in my life!

Bret Spiner: That's the greatest thing you've ever seen!

With Wotto lying on the concrete, with his head cut open and Hossack lying on top of him. Justin Time stands in the ring amazed at what he has just seen! He shakes his head and sets up the table near the corner, dragging Michaels over to the table and placing him underneath it, then grabbing the nearby chair placing it on the head of Michaels.

Bret Spiner: This is gonna be great too!

Time climbs to the top, looks around and checks his watch, jumping off and going through the table, landing on the chair over Michaels head and rolling off, clutching his head!

Kave Quinn: The Timebomb!

Bret Spiner: He's bust his head open!

Time lies on the canvas, holding his blood soaked head as Chris Michaels rolls over laying his arm over Time's chest...1,2,3...

Kave Quinn: The Tag Champs Win!

Bret Spiner: Damn! Nooooooooo!

The EMT's come rushing down and begin to treat each competitor...With Jace running out to the ring, looking to see if his team mates are ok...

Kave Quinn: What a match, what a night!

Bret Spiner: What a night? What a damn disgrace!

As Wotto and Hossack are carried to the back, the camera's follow into the car park, where an ambulance is waiting...Wotto is loaded into an ambulance and the cameras spot a car pull up...Double D is seen getting out of the car and heading into the building with his 4WF Hardcore Title...

Kave Quinn: Double D's back from the hospital!

The cameras go back to the ring, where Jace is looking after Justin Time, who's in clear pain...As Double D suddenly comes running down the ramp and slides into the ring...The crowd erupts as they see the AOV member!

Kave Quinn: He's come to revenge what The Ikons did to J!

Double D begins to attack Jace, pummelling the former Supreme Champion, whipping him to the ropes and hitting a powerslam, when Dominatrix slides into the ring with his Home Made Singapore Cane of Death and a lighter...The MUWF Champ grabs Double D, spinning him around and giving him a kick to the stomach and powerbombing the champ on his cane!

Kave Quinn: Jesus! On the barbed wire!

Domintarix grabs his weapon from the mat and reaches into his pocket, pulling a lighter out and lighting the cane!

Bret Spiner: YES!!!!

Dominatrix swings it around his head, laughing as he smashes it over the head of Double D, splattering blood over the canvas as he continues to destroy him! Burning and cutting the champ with a few more swings and then makes the cover...The referee from the Main Event runs over...1,2,3...

Kave Quinn: New Hardcore Champion! What an end to the night...

The show fades with Dominatrix standing in the ring, Hardcore Belt over his shoulder and the burning Singapore Cane in his hand!