14th
March 2001
"Who wants to be Xtreme?"
Moments ago… A black limousine pulls into the parking lot of the Manchester Arena as the fans anxiously watch on the Megatron. It pulls to a stop near the entrance the camera lowering to reveal the license plate "4WF". It pans upright again as the driver steps out and walks round opening the passengers door as Owner and CEO Jeremy Bratcher steps out from the back of the limo unaware of the camera, pulling his suit on smartly as he steps away from the card followed by two men in suits, possibly lawyers and then Da Crusher who made his presence in the 4WF felt on Deathrow when he savagely attacked Chris Michaels. Finally the 7'3'' goliath "The Big Man" Beastly appears in blue denim jeans and a dark blue "Feel my Wrath!" shirt. The troupe follow Bratcher as he walks out of camera view laughing and repeatedly saying "Oh are they gonna get it!"
Back at ringside the Megatron crackles back to life as purple, green, and blue lights flash around the arena and over the crowd which is awash with signs and cheering fans as the countdown hits 0 and the Stage is blocked by a massive purple flame followed by the crackling of 10 pyros going off on stage an eleventh pyro shooting up into the rafters above the ring to cause another burst of pyros to go off in the rafters above the ring.
Kave Quinn: Welcome to the fourth eeeeeeeeeever Sabotage! Our weekly mid week show coming to you LIVE for this broadcast from the spectacular Manchester Arena, as we have a massive crowd today of 50,000+!!
Bret: What a show its going to be! I cant wait for the Xtreme Tournament, I'm sure it will live up to its hype and I wonder if we will have any surprise entrants?
Kave: I wonder that myself Bret but also tonight we will have the match everyone has been waiting for - the match EVERYONE has been emailing us and begging us for. And were going to give it to you - not on PPV but right here tonight on Sabotage. Ewm .vs. Mark Hossack for the World Heavyweight Title! It is going to be a crowning match for the show and is so fit for our 1 month anniversary of the show!
Bret: Has it been a month already? That makes the 4WF a month and a half old. Were not that old at the moment, and I have no intention of getting old myself but things have certainly been lively throughout the 4WF's history and tonight should be no different. Hey, heres one for ya! I read in the New York Times that the 4WF is averaging an amazing 5 million viewers! That's great for such a young company!
"Momma raised a hellraiser" hits in the arena as the fans stand on their feet and erupt into boo's as the CEO's video plays on the Megatron.
Kave: What.. this isn't on my card…
Bret: Nor mine.. but this guys the CEO and can do whatever he likes!
Sure enough the Owner and CEO Jeremy Bratcher appears on the stage with a smug smile on his face as he walks towards the rign followed by his two men in suits and Da Crusher and The Big Man Beastly. Bratcher reaches the rign and walks up the steps walking along the apron a bit before swinging in through the middle rope and walking round a table which has a dark cloth draped over it that was set up before the show. He takes a mic from his belt and smiles to the booing and hissing crowd.
Bratcher: Oh yes.. I love you. Just as much as you love me!
The crowd hurls enourmous amount of abuse at Bratcher so much so that the censors cant bleep it all out and "ar*ehole" "b*stard" "pr*ck" and other such words can all be heard.
Bratcher: Now.. you all know who I am. What you don't know. Is why I'm here tonight.
The lawyers and the team of Da Crusher and Beastly get in the ring as Bratcher laughs at something a lawyer says.
Bratcher: Well as you all should know.. this man right here. The BIG Man Beastly is one of the greatest wrestlers in the world! He has defeated the likes of Chono, Scot Hall, Scot Norton, The Giant, El Gonzalez, Eddie Guerrero, Hunter Hearst Helmsley and many other wrestlers. And he came to the 4WF with only one thing in mind. And that is to END the career of the Mystery Man Chris Michaels…
A chant of "Michaels" "Michaels" "Michaels" echo's throughout the arena as Bratcher draws enormous amounts of heat from the crowd as the camera pans around the arena taking in hundreds of Outsider and Mystery Man signs.
Bratcher: And I am going to give him that opportunity.. At No Vacancy in a (says with particular relish).. Last.. Man.. Standing match.
The lights dim in the Manchester arena as thunder and lighting rumble throughout the Sabotage venue for tonight before a Crow appears on the Megatron and "Sting's Theme" kicks in. The fans are going wild! The cameras search the arena for wherever the Mystery Man will come from..
Kave: There he is!
The Mystery Man leaps from the rafters and descends on the rope into the middle of the aisle as the lights flicker on and off. He unclips the harness and unsheathes a baseball bat from his waist as he wears a long black trench coat he approaches the ring and slides in standing up quickly and walking straight over to The Big Man Beastly, getting right in his face. The two stare at each other, not one word passing between the two superstars before Bratcher brings the mic back to his lips.
Bratcher: Nice of you to join us Michaels. I thought you would. You see.. these next two weeks will be the death march of your career. Only fitting that it should begin tonight on the show which signalled one of your earliest mistakes in the 4WF. Interfering in a match involving one of my wrestlers!
Bret: I remember that. He tried to hit the supposed Chosen One Ewm when he was aligned with Bratcher.. and instead clocked Bad Guy with the baseball bat! Hah hah god that still cracks me up!
Bratcher: Now now, I believe you would like the match as much as Beastly so I have taken the time to get these two lawyers here to draw up a five page contract which will tie the two of you to a match in 17 days at the 4WF's second PPV No Vacancy. If you would both care to take a seat..
Bratcher grins as Michaels turns his attention to him and doesnt move to sit down. Instead Beastly obliges with a smile on his face as he sits down.
Bratcher: You wont sit? Oh.. very well. What I would like for you both to do is sign your individual contracts Bob and David here took the time to draw up and then we can all be on our way.. Oh heres a pen Beastly.. Michaels?
Michaels takes the pen from Bratcher snatching it from his hand as he picks the contract up not bothering to read it and signing on the bottom line with his signature as Beastly does the same on the table. Michaels then throws the contract at Bratcher and turns to leave the ring when Bratcher starts laughing.
Bratcher: You ignorant fool! You should of took the time to read that damned contract because if you had you will of found on page 3, second paragraph that you are banned from coming into contact with the Big man Beastly and vice-versa on penalty of being fired from the 4WF.
The crowd erupt in boo's as Michaels stops halfway through the ropes his eyes wide. He then gets in and lifts his baseball bat up walking towards Bratcher he grabs the mic.
Michaels: That maybe so. But it didnt say anything about not attacking you!
With that he drops the mic and slams the baseball bat in his gut then cracks it over his back sending Bratcher to the ground as the lawyers scurry out of the ring and Da Crusher hits a double axe handle to the back of Michaels, but he recovers quickly blocks a right hand and hits one of his own before hitting the baseball bat into his gut then taking a big swing catching the former NWA Hardcore champion under the jaw and lifting him over the table to crash to the mat. He turns round and almost stumbles into Beastly. The two stare at each other as "Stings Theme" kicks in, Michaels brings a mic up to his lips.
Michaels: Beastly! Come No Vacancy I will slay your fat ass and make sure you never again try to rumble with the Big Boys!
He drops the mic which is caught by Beastly as Michaels leaves the ring and is walking down the aisle he brings it up to his lips and shouts down it.
Beastly: Michaels! Watch your back! Or feel my WRATH!
"Big Daddy Cool" kicks in and Beastly leaves the ring with Da Crusher who has helped Bratcher up flanked by the lawyers as the camera focuses on the commentators.
Kave: Well thats it folks, we are signed up for the next PPV for a spectacular match - and it isnt even going to be a title match! Just pure hatred and pride on the line as Chris Michaels will attempt to knock the man who has NEVER been knocked off his feet down for a 10 count. Its gonna be brutal Bret.
Bret: It sure is, Michaels doesnt stand a chance! And they cant even hit each other before then, I cant believe what Michaels did to Bratcher that was un called for?
Kave: Oh come off it, Bratcher was asking for it and I think everyone wanted to see him put in his place.
Bret: Whatever, I guess we better get to the first match of the night, a cruiserweight match MPB .vs. Rirwebmaster.
Kave: Yes Bret we know, The Hardcore champ wont let lie what him and MPB had.
Bret: You would think the hardcore champ would have enough to worry about with the 24/7 rule, but no this champ, he is truly HaRdcOre.
Kave: Ok, Bret, both are in the ring now lets get it on.
As that ‘natural born thrillas’ hits and he walks out onto the stage and makes his way down the ramp with his hardcore title over his shoulder.
Kave: Ohh what does he want?
Dominatrix makes his way around the ring, while MPB is staying focused on him. Dominatrix goes over to the announcers table sits down and pulls on a head set.
Bret: Welcome Dominatrix, or should I call you Mr Dominatrix, We were just talking about you.
Kave: C’mon Bret, Climb out of his ass. Dominatrix what are you doing out here, you have no reason?
Dominatrix: Kave, Shut Your Mouth, Its about time I got some respect, Bret U can call me MR Dominatrix. And I’m out here to call this match with my friend MPB.
MPB was too busy watching Dominatrix, Rirwebmaster dropkicks him in the back sending him through the ropes. MPB gets up to his feet and climbs up onto the apron and Rirwebmaster runs jumps to the top turnbuckle and dropkicks MPB from the apron back onto the floor.
Bret: You see that Mr Dominatrix, MPB can’t even get into the ring.
Dominatrix: I see that, Bret, He is a Loser.
While MPB is on the outside of the ring Rirwebmaster goes for the baseball slide and MPB steps out of the way so both men are on the outside, Rirwebmaster goes for a side kick but MPB blocks it and delivers a magnificent T-Bone suplex onto the steel steps.
Kave: What a manouver, He almost snapped rirwebmaster in half.
Bret: This isn’t a hardcore match he can’t do that.
Dominatrix: You see that’s what I’m trying to make him realise, he is a hardcore wrestler not a loser-weight.
Bret: ha ha ha that was a good one Mr Dominatrix.
Rirwebmaster gets back to his feet to be met with a spinning wheel kick by MPB, knocking him back to the floor. Then again, when Rirwebmaster is making his way to his feet MPB runs at him and connects with a flying head scissors.
Kave: Not Cruiserweight…… eh, he is pulling of some great high flying moves.
Dominatrix: You better shut your moth, or ill be shutting it with my foot.
Bret: Ive been telling him for ages Mr Dominatrix, he doesn’t listen.
Back to the action MPB climbs into the ring and up to the top turnbuckle, then leaps off it while rirwebmaster is up on his feet on the outside and connects with an amazing hurricaneranna.
Kave: What a move by MPB.
MPB then rolls Rirwebmaster back into the ring and sets him up in the corner as he goes up for the final flight, he leaps through the air with some massive hang time and lands the final flight, then hooks the leg on rirwebmaster ‘ 1 - 2 - 3. ding ding’ MPB gets his arm raised by the ref as ‘rock superstar’ hits up.
Kave: You see that, MPB used his hardcore tendency’s to wear rirwebmaster down then finished him off with some amazing high flying tactics. What a player he is.
Bret: He cheated, this isn’t a Hardcore match.
Dominatrix: I’m gonna show you what hardcore is and ill get MPB at the PPV.
Dominatrix takes off his headset and throws it down, then picks the chair he was sitting on and folds it up.
Kave: Where the hell is he going?
Bret: Errrrmm. . . . Dominatrix, MR Dominatrix
Dominatrix climbs into the ring behind MPB and hits him in the back of the head with the chair knocking him out cold in the ring, then Dominatrix gets on the mic “I told you it wasn’t over you little punk, I told you on Deathrow, this ain’t over yet” Dominatrix throws the mic down and leaves with the hardcore title in one hand and the steel chair in the other.
Kave: Thats not right! MPB just picked up his first victory in the cruiserweight division and he gets his head bashed in as a reward with a steel chair! Come on!
Bret: Hah hah, Go Dominatrix!!
The Referee helps MPB up who is holding his head and helps him backstage.
Kave: Well what a
memorable night it's been so far...
Bret: And things are about to pick up!
"Rock The Dead" by Twiztid begins to play as the lights slowly fade to
black, spotlights flying around the arena and finally coming to a stop on the
entranceway...
Kave: It looks like it's time for the Xtreme Tournament!
Bret: Xtreme Turmoil Time!
After a few moment Dark Lotus walk out from the back, including Twiztid and the
ICP but no Big D. The group walk onto the ramp, stopping after a few steps and
parting, to reveal Big D standing behind them, with the 4WD Xtreme Title around
his waist.
Kave: Here We Go!
Bret: This match is so unfair!
Kave: Hows that then Bret, because one of your favourites is going to lose the
title!
Bret: No! Because one of the wrestlers I hate the most will probably win it!
Big D has made his way down the ramp and up the steel steps into the ring,
walking around and staring into the sea of signs...Dark Lotus leave the ring as
the referee takes the Xtreme Title from Big D and holds it in the air, showing
it to the fans and then passing it to Tony Jordan...
Kave: So who's it going to be?
Bret: I bet it's Wotto or someone, someone I really hate.
All questions as to who the first wrestler will be are soon answered as
"The Legion Of Doom's" theme explodes over the speakers...
Kave: It's gonna be The Animal!
Hick The Animal walks out onto the stage, to a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Stopping at the edge of the stage, looking down on Big D and then into the
camera...
"Michael's...We Will Meet! No Matter What It Takes! We Will Meet!"
With that he rushes down the ramp, sliding into the ring and running at Big D,
ho side steps the quick attack, giving Hick a kick to the kidneys and setting
him up for a pump handle slam...
Kave: He Hit It! Pump Handle Slam.
Bret: Yes!
Big D goes for the quick cover...1,2, easy kickout by Hick...
Kave: He's trying to get it over with quickly.
Bret: Well he has got 3 more people to face!
The two get to their feet at the same time, going toe to toe...1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8
time exchanging punches. Both the men continue to unleash on each other, both
growing more and more unbalanced...12,13,14...As both superstars hit their 15th
punch Hick goes stumbling backwards and Big D topples over...
Kave: He's down!
But Hick cannot capitalise, as he goes stumbling back into the ropes, falling
down and getting hooked up in them...
Bret: It's Party Time!
Big D slowly gets back to his feet, spotting Hick as a sadistic smile comes
across his face. Sliding out of the ring and grabbing a steel chair from
ringside...
Kave: What's he doing?!?!
Bret: He's kicking some ass!
Big D slides back into the ring, glimpsing at The Animal as he turns his back to
him...
Bret: Just hit him!
The champ obliges Spiner's request as he spins around running at the challenger
and smashing the chair over his head...
Kave: Did you hear that sickening thud?
Bret: YEAH!
Kave: (Shakes his head) What's wrong with you?
Big D continues to brutalise Hick, smashing his head with the steel, shot after
shot...Cutting him wide open on his forehead as the referee tries to pull him
away, eventually calling for the bell...
Kave: Disqualification, Hick wins!
Bret: The title doesn't change hands on a DQ, Big D is so smart!
The champ still wont stop, attacking the first challenger in the
tournament...Continuing to give him chair shots until the lights in the arena go
out...a dim light still continues to light the ring, as the figure of Big D
looking around, chair held ready to attack any assailants...
Kave: Whats going on?
Bret: Another sneak attack I'm sure!
The lights come back on. Big D spins around searching for whoever turned the
arena lights off, but nobody is around...
Kave: Who was it then?
Bret: I don't know!
Big D continues to look around the ringside area, scanning every possible hiding
place. Until he comes across something odd...He walks over to the ropes, sliding
underneath them as he walks to the barrier near the announcers table, stalking
his prey as he gets closer and leaps over the barrier, pulling up somebody...
Kave: Who's he got?
Big D throws the man down...
Bret: It was a security guard...
As he shrugs his shoulders and climbs over the barrier, Big D walks over to the
announcers table...
"Did you see anything?"
Bret: No!
Kave: Whats that?
As the champ turns from the announcers a broomstick cracks over hs head, sending
him to the floor...
Kave: Hyped Up!
Bret: He was hiding under the ring! What a coward...
Hyped Up drops the broomstick and climbs onto Big D, nailing punch after punch
on the slightly cut forehead of the champ until some blood starts to trickle
down his face...Hyped Up stares down on Big D and then onto his blood stained
knuckles with a sadistic smile on his face...
Kave: He's cracked?
Bret: What a psycho!
Hyped hears Spiner's insult as the challenger rouns the announcers table,
grabbing Spiner by the throat and pulling him out of his chair...
"What did you say?"
Bret: Nothing!
"I heard you, you little S!#*, you wanna go some?"
Bret: No
Kave begins to laugh at how pathetic Spiner looks when Big D hits Hyped Up over
the back of the head with the same broomstick that inflicted his injury.
Kave: What a shot! That must have hurt…
Blood begins to poor from the head of Hyped Up as Big D spins him around and
hits a spinebuster onto the exposed concrete. Big D getting up and wiping blood
from his face, then pulling Hyped up by the hair and roling him onto the table,
climbing on himself and getting to his feet…
Kave: What's Big D going to do?
Spiner get's back to his place at the commentary table, after lying in shock for
a few minutes and places on his headset…
Kave: Welcome Back!
Bret: Thanks!
Big D pulls Hyped Up to a standing position and then wraps his arm around the
challengers head and lifting him up…
Kave: Through the table!
Bret: YES!
Big D lifts Hyped up to a vertical position then with a huge crash and the
destruction of the Spanish announcers table their lying in a heap of wood on the
floor…
Kave: Brainbuster!
Bret: What a brainbuster…
The two opponents lie in the pile of wood, soaked in each others blood not
moving!
Kave: What's going to happen, is it over?
Bret: I hope so!
Neither of the men move at all, both lying still…
Kave: Who's that?
Bret: Where?
Kave: Coming down the ramp…
Bret: It's Mazkwon!
Kave: What does he want?
Mazkwon comes shooting down the ramp, around the ring and to the bodies of Big D
and Hyped Up…
Bret: I don't understand
Mazkwon pulls up the limp body of Hyped Up, rolling him into the ring, shortly
followed by Big D and then himself…
Kave: Huh?
He rolls Big D on top of the unconscious Hyped Up…1,2,3…
Kave: Why did he do that?
Bret: I have no idea, but I like him!
The crowd unsure of what actually just happened are given there answer when
Mazkwon begins to stomp on the carcass of Big D!
Kave: That's why!
Bret: I don't get it still
Kave: He's the next man in the tournament…
The referee calls for the bell as Mazkwon pulls Big D to his feet, whipping him
to the ropes and executing a perfect samoan drop, the challenger then climbing
through the ropes and up to the top turnbuckle.
Kave: He's going upstairs!
Mazkwon leaps from the top rope, nailing a beautiful elbow drop on Big D…1,2..
Kave: Oh, so close…
Bret: Come on Big D!
The challenger once again pulls the champion to his feet giving him a knee to
the stomach and attempting a piledriver…
Kave: Pile..Dr..Iv…
Bret: YES!
Big D back body drops the champion, sending him hard to the canvas…as Big D
himself falls to the mat and the two lie there, catching their breath…
Kave: It's gotta be over soon!
Mazkwon begins to get back to his feet first, as Big D begins to move around,
slowly but surely standing up…
Bret: Come On Big D!
Mazkwon gets to his feet first, standing by the ropes ready to pounce as Big D
gets to his feet, turns around as Mazkwon leans against the ropes…
Bret: No!
Kave: Look!
Bret: Yes!
Hyped Up reaches up from the floor and grabs the foot of Mazkwon, pulling him
back and stopping him from charging at Big D as the champ runs at Mazkwon and
hits a superkick…
Kave: Superkick, it's all over…
Bret: YES!
1,2,3…Big d retains his championship once again…
Kave: Only one more left!
The arena waits in anticipation for the final contender as Mazkwon rolls out of
the ring and onto the floor…
Kave: Who can it be?
The excitement in the arena builds up to a climaz and explodes as
"Fisk" by Will Haven blares out over the speakers and Madd Matt comes
running from the back, charging down the ramp and sliding into the ring, with
the fans on their feet for the former Xtreme Champion who goes straight at it
with Big D…1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 straight punches to the head of the champ,
knocking him backwards against the ropes…a dropkick by Matt sends the champ
over the top…Quickly followed by Matt, who rolls him back into the ring…
Kave: Come on Matt!
Bret: Damn Him!
The former champion slides back into the ring, continuing to stomp on Big D and
then whipping him to the turnbuckle, running in with a knee and crushing the
champ against the corner, then throwing him out as he climbs to the top…
Kave: Whats he going to do?
Bret: NO!
Madd Matt leaps from the top hitting a moonsault…1,2, Mazkwon pulls Madd Matt
out of the ring, giving him a hard left hook that sends the AoV member to the
ground, Hyped Up spins Maz around, lifting him up and dropping him chest first
across the steel steps…
Kave: We've got a brawl!
Hyped Up stomps on the limp body of Mazkwon, while EMT's come rushing down to
the ring, to treat Big D and Hyped Up…
Kave: Hyped Up's refusing treatment!
Bret: So, I don't care!
Hyped Up pushes the EMT's away, continuing to stomp on Mazkwon, who's lying over
the steel steps…
Bret: Somebody stop him!
Madd Matt gets back to his feet, pulling Hyped Up back from Mazkwon, Hyped turns
with his arm raised, then realises it's Madd Matt, he lowers his hand as
"Fisk" begins to play, the two make their way up the ramp…
Kave: Wow!
Bret: There's something wrong with Hyped Up! He's crazy!
Kave: Folks, its been the talk of the week. Ewm .vs. Mark Hossack for the World Title, and the recent word from Bratchers office is its going to be a Last Man Standing match! Hossack stole the world title at Capital Punishment more than two weeks ago and has evaded confrontation with Ewm ever since but tonight we settle the score and Ewm finally gets his hands on Hossack, and perhaps on his own title!
Bret: Its Ewm thats been evading Hossack not the other way around! Hossack is the bravest and most courageous of people in the federation! Ewm on the other hand is a yellow bellied piece of trash who likes to crucify himself every night!
"Killng Time" hits in the arena unexpectedly as the commentators are
talking and the fans look to the stage to see the 4WF's most recent additions to
its roster, Shock Factor and.. what? It cant be.. he’s supposed to be out with
an injury!
Kave: Its Kash! I cant believe it! Kash is here in the 4WF, didnt Jace say he was out injured for a long time??
Bret: Doesn’t look that way to me Kave, he’s jumping up and down on the stage like a jack-in-a-box!
Kash runs at the crowd and stops at the edge of the stage leaning over as the fans completely taken by surprise, and not for the first time tonight cheer him as Shock Factor raises his arms to the crowd then walks on down the stage with Kash following behind, Kash slides into the rign as Shock Factor climbs the steel steps and enters through the middle rope. Shock Factor has the mic and he doesn’t appear afraid to use it..
Shock: Shut the hell up! (the crowds cheers turn to boo’s) Do you think we give a damn about your cheers, no. We don’t shall I tell you why? Because we’ve been screwed by this company too long! We joined this federation a week or two ago with the condition that we would get a title shot. So what happens? That hunk of rotting muscle Hellfire and Animal Hick get the tag title shots. Then again were overlooked on Deathrow. Hey we can sell more merchandise than any other tag team in the 4WF!! But they don’t use us..
Kash nods as he paces behind him chewing gum. He walks over to a turnbuckle and climbs up sitting on the top pad as Shock Factor continues his moaning.
Shock: Hell we draw a bigger crowd every week at house shows than those Outsiders can at any live TV show! So heres what were gonna do. “Mystery Man” Chris Michaels, Wotto! Get your ass’s out here cause we want a fight for your tag team titles!
He drops the mic as the “New Wolfpac Theme” kicks in and the lights dim as red and white search lights move around the crowd. The Megatron shows a scene backstage as Wotto comes out of the OutsiderZ dressing room and starts walking down the corridor towards the ring.
Wotto: So they want to fight, we’ll give them a fight.
Wotto turns the corner and gets hit by a huge fist, as Big Man Beastly comes round the corner. Wotto tries to put up some resistance to the giant 7’3’’ man but it is useless as one trademark headbut later from the Big Man and Wotto is down on his knees. Beastly charges forward and slams his knee into the face of Wotto possibly breaking the guys nose as he picks him up and throws him head first into the wall.
Kave: Oh my, did you see that!
He then picks up Wotto and throws him into a dumpster, pulling the lid down and locking it shut. Tapping the lid he laughs.
Beastly: Have a nice day!
Beastly then turns and walks off as back at ringside The Mystery Man Chris Michaels comes walking out onto the stage still wearing his trench coat. The Tag Team gold round his waist, he steps to the middle of the stage and looks behind him not seeing Wotto anywhere, he waits for severall minutes as Kash and Shock watch on from in the ring. Then Michaels gives up on his partner and raises his hands bringing them down in one swift motion sending an eruption of pyros into the rafters behind him and sparks to fly out of the Megatron. He heads down towards the ring removing his trench coat and belt as he goes dropping the belt on the floor as he dives into the ring.
Kave: Wotto is trapped in that dumpster!! Unless he gets out Michaels will have to go it alone!
Shock Factor runs at Michaels as he stands up and gets decked by a clothesline by the man set to face The Big Man Beastly at No Vacancy in a Last Man Standing match. Michaels spins round and ducks a right hand from shock hitting him with a reverse knife edge chop of his own, hitting him with another two which echo throughout the stands as Shock gets rocked to the ropes. Michaels Irish whips him across the ring into the other ropes and follows connecting with a rolling thunder clothesline sending the inexperienced Shock down to the mat.
Kave: Chris Michaels is on fire!
Michaels moves back over to Shock Factor, Kash having not moved from the top turnbuckle, and hits a scoop slam before racing over to the corner and hitting kash with a forearm unbalancing him. Michaels climbs up onto the top rope with him, and hooks his arms leaping backwards with a magnificent top rope T-bone suplex! He gets up and reverses an attempted clothesline by Shock into a falling arm breaker.
Bret: Damn that idiot, he’s always so damned lucky!
Michaels cups his mouth and gives his trademark “WOOO!” to the fans before he turns round and receives a kick to the gut by Kash who belly-to-belly suplex’s him over into the center of the ring as Shock Factor bounces off the ropes and hits an elbow drop into his sternum. Shock Factor appeals to the crowds as he gets up, gets a horrible response and tells them to F Off before exiting the ring to stand on the apron as Kash goes to work on Michaels laying his arm out beside him then holding it as he kicked himself high up bringing his knees down across it., then picking the Mystery man up he twists the arm and pulls backwards on one of his fingers causing Michaels to hop up and down in pain as Kash goes to twist it slowly around a second and then a third time forcing Michaels down to his knees in agony. Kash then swings his leg over Michaels arm straddling it then drops down on the twisted arm yanking it hard in the wrong direction as Michaels screams out in pain and rolls over clutching his arm.
Kave: Kash being very slow and methodical in his approach to this tag match, remember if he can take out the arms of Michaels then he wont be able to use that Skorpion Crossface.
Kash laughs and stomps on the fingers of Michaels left hand causing him to real backwards into the corner in pain as Kash tags in Shock Factor who steps in and walks over to kash grabbing an arm each as they pull Michaels out of the corner only to slam him back in hand, Shock Factor then folds Michaels arms over the ropes either side of him then steps back before taking a running strike kicking him in the gut causing him to lean forward in agony.
Bret: This is the night! I can feel it, the outsiderz will lose the tag titles!
Kave: And its all because of Beastly!
Kash exits the ring as the ref orders him out as Shock factor leans Michaels back against the turnbuckle before leaning down to his him with repeated shoulder thrusts, then a hard right hand to the head. Michaels is gasping in the corner being pummelled by this new tag team. Shock Factor then grabs his injured arm and irish whips him across the ring into the far turnbuckle following up with a clothesline..
Kave: Go Michaels!
Michaels had it scouted and lifted himself high up dropping his legs over the back of Shock and fall forward into a pin fall, “1..2..” Kick out by Shock factor who leaps to his feet and sets the boots to Michaels.
Bret: He’s stomping a mud hole in Michaels.
Shock Factor then picks him up and goes for a standing suplex but its blocked the first time.. and the second time. Finally he gets Michaels up on the third time but he just drops down behind him runs off the ropes and hits a diving forearm smash to the forehead of Shock knocking him down. The fans cheer for Michaels who stays laid on the floor catching his breath as the Referee starts a ten count. Michaels starts pushing himself up just as Shock factor does but Kash Climbs the top turnbuckle and leaps with a legdrop across the head of Michaels who was at a crouched position. Michaels collapses in a heap.
Kave: This is brutality, Michaels is still worn out from the beaten he got from Da Crusher and Beastly at Deathrow and is getting demolished by this tag team.
Bret: Hell yeah. Break him in half lads!
Kash picks up Michaels and hits the Kash Kold, Michaels head snapping backwards as he is layed out, Shock covering the tag champ as the ref comes down for the “1..2..thre” Foot on the rope!!
Backstage The Bad Guy comes out of the OutsiderZ locker room and starts walking down the corridor drinking a can of beer when he hears some shouting. He runs round the corner recognising the voice and opens up the dumpster as Wotto pops up covered in banna peels and other trash. He jumps out and touches his bleeding nose.
Bad Guy: What happened??
Wotto: Beastly jumped me. Is the match still going on?
Bad Guy: Beastly!! Yeah Michaels is suffering though..
Wotto cruses and turns running down the corridor and out of site as the attention returns to ringside where Michaels has managed to fight his way up to a standing base battling with Kash after he had tagged in. The exchange of blows goes back and forth back and forth as they both stagger under each others force. Michaels eventually manages to duck a punch from Kash and manages an arm drag take down before rolling away and to the outside for a breather. Kash is soon on him though leaping over the ropes with a crossbody which connects but he smacks his skull on the railing by accident. The two of them laid out on the floor as Shock Factor comes running round, he checks on his partner who’s bleeding from his head and turns picking up Michaels and signals for the A-Bomb. Hoisting him up in the powerbomb and slamming him behind so his head crashed off the ringsteps. He then picks up his partner and rolls him in the ring followed by Michaels as Kash lays his arm across him for the “1..2…thre..”
Kave: There!
Wotto had came running through the crowds, leaping the barrier he slid into the ring with a baseball slide to the bleeding head of Kash knocking him backwards off Michaels. Then turning to hit a clothesline on Shock sending them both over the top rope to the outside where they brawl in the aisle. Kash shaking his head and wiping some blood from his eyes to cover the also bloodied Michaels. The referee drops for the pinfall "1..2.."
Bret: 3!!
Kash leaps up and leans over the ropes taunting the crowd holding his arms in the air victorious as the Ref shakes his head and tries to carm Kash down as he points to the foot of Michaels that was on the rope. Kash cant believe it at all and he kicks the ref in the gut and hits the Kash Kold on him laying the official out cold as he runs into the ropes and dives to the outside knocking Wotto to the floor. They get up as Shock runs up the dislodged steps and tries for a diving shoulder barge but Wotto side steps and grabs him round the neck with a falling neck breaker in mid air! He turns round and ducks a right hand from kash then leaps with a dropkick knocking him over. Shock gets up and tries to stop Wotto's second wind , with a hard right hand to the face but the adrenaline in the tag team champion is flowing and he shrugs it off kicking the challenger in the gut and hitting the..
Kave: Stunner! Stunner! The Wotto Stunner!
Kash manages to get up and decides against attacking wotto sliding in the ring to inflict more pain on the Mystery Man. He sets Michaels on his feet and goes for a standing shoulder breaker, which is blocked. Wotto climbs up onto the apron and starts the crowd chanting OutsiderZ OutsiderZ! Kash tries it again but its blocked again and Michaels turns it into a reverse Stroke! The fans are going wild! Both superstars lay motionless on the mat as the chants for the OutsiderZ continue.
Kave: What a match this has been. Who's going to make the tag??
Bret: Come on Kash! Get back to your corner!
The wrestlers begin to stir on the floor as Shock Factor climbs up onto the apron in his corner still hurting from the wotto stunner. Michaels moving towards a neutral corner Kash crawling towards Shock. Kash makes the tag!
Kave: Michaels is in the wrong corner! he doesnt know where he is!
Shock Factor comes charging in with a knee lift to Michaels rocking him backwards against the ropes he whips him across the ring and goes for a sidewalk slam but he ducks behind spins round and hits a Northern Lights Suplex as the referee comes round. Michaels reaches out with one hand and Wotto makes the tag! The Referee see's it and gives the clap sign for a legal tag and Wotto clims to the top rope and leaps hitting a legdrop across shock's head while hes in the northern lights suplex. Michaels breaks the suplex and slides out of the ring sitting on the floor trying to get his energy back. Wotto is a head of steam as he runs across the ring and blocks a right hand from Kash over the rope, reversing it to judo flip him into the ring. Kash gets up turns round and is dealt a devastating Wotto Stunner. Shock Factor runs over and gets hoisted in a samoan drop but he doesnt drop him and turns it into a forward roll, turning to cover as The Ref makes the count "1..2..3.." The bell sounds and The Wolfpac Theme hits in the Manchester arena!
Kave: Amazing!!!! OutsiderZ win!! OutsiderZ win!! OutsiderZ win!!
Bret: OHhhhhhh god damnit!! Kash and Shock were robbed!
Kave: Our next match is the non-title match between Jace and Hellfire.
Bret: Yeah, Hellfire is too chicken to put the title on the line
Kave: You know that’s not true,
Bret: Even so Jace is pretty pissed with losing his two titles and wants his rematches.
Kave: Well here they come.
Papercut hits and out comes the ex supreme champ and the ex half of tag team champions to a chorus of boo’s from the fans in attendance. Jace walks down to the ring looking very focused on the match, he climbs into the ring and awaits his opponent.
Bret: Look at the intensity on this man, he is gonna destroy Hellfire.
I am the bulldog by kid rock hits and the supreme champion, Hellfire comes out to a good reception from the fans. Hellfire looks to the ring and then removes the supreme championship and runs to the ring and slides under the bottom rope and met by numerous stomps by Jace.
Kave: At least let him get in the ring
Bret: There’s the bell the match is underway
Jace picks Hellfire up by the hair and goes for the irish whip him but drives the knee into Hellfire’s gut, and again and again, Jace is becoming relentless with the knees to the gut of Hellfire. Hellfire goes to the floor curling in pain. Jace then bounces of the ropes and drops a hard knee to hellfire’s head. Jace then turns to the fans and shouts “The Dog wants flames, the dogs got flames now” Jace follows that up with another knee to Hellfire’s head.
Kave: This is an aggressive side of Jace here
Bret: It’s called revenge!!!
Jace then stands in the corner waiting for Hellfire to get back up and when he does he delivers a short clothesline to him knocking him back down. Jace then climbs over his opponents limp body and pulls him into a camel clutch. Having Hellfire screaming in pain. The referee goes down to check on Hellfire and every time Hellfire began to move Jace pulled back harder.
Kave: My God he is gonna break his back
Hellfire fights through the pain and reaches to the ropes with Jace pulling even harder, He reaches as far as he can and makes it to the ropes. The ref orders Jace to break the hold, but he doesn’t let Hellfire go until the ref has to make the 5 count. Jace then climbs the turnbuckle at trash talks the fans. While doing so Hellfire climbs to his feet them falls onto the top rope making Jace fall hitting his lower parts onto turnbuckle then falling onto the mat. The ref begins to make the ten count and both superstars are up on their feet by seven. Exchanging lefts and rights. Both begin to rock on their feet then Hellfire ducks under one of Jace’s lefts and nails him with a Back-body drop. Hellfire now goes on the attack, with an irish whip followed by a Samoan drop.
Kave: Now this looks like someone defending his title
Bret: But remember this isn’t a title match, Hellfire was too afraid to put the title on the line.
Hellfire hooks the leg of Jace ‘ 1 - 2 - kick-out by Jace’. Hellfire is back on his feet along with Jace, and gives Jace a belly-to-belly suplex. Hellfire runs to the ropes and nails a bulldog on Jace putting him back on the mat, and screaming to the fans ‘And that’s Hellfire’ and the fans began a cheer for the supreme champion. Hellfire picks Jace back up and throws him to the ropes, Jace comes off the ropes and slides under Hellfire’s legs and nails a low blow then the Impaktation
Bret: Yeahh that’s it, its over.
The ref goes down to make the count ‘1 - 2’ Jace pulls Hellfire’s shoulder up and begins to shake his head. Jace picks Hellfire back up and delivers another Impaktation.
Kave: That’s got to be it
The ref goes back to the mat to make the count, 1 - 2 - 3, The ref raises Jace’s arm as he is announced as the winner, Jace pulls his arm from the ref and kicks Hellfire out of the ring and gets on the mic “And That’s JACEfire!!!!”
Bret: Ahhh haaaa. That’s why it was a non title, I told you Jace would beat him, Hellfire is a wimp, and he can’t win Jace
Kave: Well how did he win the title in the first place/?
Bret: That was the past, this is the present and this is the newer Jace and he can’t be beaten.
The cameraman catches up with Kash and Shock Factor and follows them walking solemnly down the backstage, they turn into a corridor and they are met by a cheering Impakt Ikons.
Jace: Kash! Hey Ma' Man! How you doing? Sorry 'bout your match. Them OutsiderZ are bloody flukes.
Kash: (grumbles) Fine, I'ved healed up since we last teamed. We had the OutsiderZ beat and everyone knows it!
Shock: Damn straight I can't believe they've held the titles so long!
Time: Well hey guys, Look at it this way, you gave them one hell of a beating that they will never and I mean eeeeever forget and also softened them up for Deathrow! hey we ot a job for you guys if your interested?
Kash: Shoot.
Time:Alright well Hos..
The Cameraman suddenly hits the deck the camera rolling to see a furious Hossack who had spotted him listening in on the conversation as the attention returns to ringside.
Kave: What was that about? Who are they talking about?
Bret: I dont know but I think Bratchers Chosen Tag Champ's just got two new members he he!
Kave: Well still to come is the world title match everyone has been talking about.
Bret: Who said anything about a match? Hossack will walk all over Ewm and leave still holding the World Title. Why? Because hes the Chosen One. Thats why! Tonight has been amazing, and it's nearly all over, other than the small facts of Hossack killing EWM and Smash getting completely destroyed by Justin Time!
Just as Spiner finishes talking about Smash's demise the "Giant Killa" music explodes over the PA system, "Survivor" by Destiny's Child echoes around the arena as the fans all rise to their feet, for their one of their favourite superstars...
"Smash, Smash, Smash" fills the arena as the "Giant Killa" walks out on the ramp, sending the thousands of fans in the arena into screams for the little big man!
Kave: It's time for pre-main event!
Bret: Hey! That's not even a word!
As the pair continue to argue Smash walks down the ramp, embracing as many fans as possible before sliding into the ring and preparing to meet one of his toughest enemies to date...
Justin Time..."Droppin Plates" by Disturbed begins to play as the arena is flooded with boo's and abusive chants at one of the most talented men on the roster...
Kave: Here he comes!
Bret: I love this guy!
Time walks through the curtain onto the stage to an enormous amount of hatred from the fans, the arena goes crazy has he walks down the ramp, with a cocky smile on his face and the arrogant attitude...
Kave: I hate this guy!
Bret: What? How can you honestly put down this man?
Kave: Quite easily...
As the abuse continues to be hearled at Time he walks down the ramp, ignoring all the abuse and keeping the huge grin, staring at Smash as he climbs into the ring and walks over to his corner...
Bret: Yeah! Come on Time! Kill Him!
Kave: Shut Up for once would you!
With both competitors now in the ring and ready to do battle the referee has a quick word to the two and then calls for the bell...Time arrogantly standing and telling Smash to bring it on...
"I've had things bigger than you for breakfast, you little runt!"
-"Yeah, maybe, but you suck!"
With that Smash charges at the former Tag Champ and attempts a dropkick...Time moves out of the way and Smash bounces of the ropes, getting catapulted backwards and to the canvas...
Bret: Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!!!!
Smash get's back to his feet, but Time is ready and gives him a boot to the head, sending him back down...1,2,3,4...stomps to the head and Justin begins to walk around the ring, waving to the crowd and smiling all the way...
Bret: Ha, See he's great!
Time continues to parade the ring, waiting for Smash to get back to his feet...When the "Giant Killa" finally does Time goes for another kick to the stomach...Smash grabs his boot and hits a dragon screw...
Kave: What a move!
Bret: His poor knee!
Time lies on the canvas, clutching his knee as Smash begins to stomp on it the screams of pain from Time fill the arena, sending the crowd to their feet in cheers for the Outsider...
Kave: He's going to work on that knee!
Smash locks in the figure four on Time, the screams of pain grow loader as Smash puts all his effort and weight onto the leg of Time...
Bret: Ref, break the hold
Kave: Why?
Bret: It's hurting him!
Time continues to struggle though, attempting to get to the ropes, but to no avail, the Ikon has to cope with the pain...
Kave: He's gonna tap!
Time looks just about to tap when he hits a sudden flurry of punches to the head of Smash, pulling him forward and hitting jab after jab, trying to get him to break the hold...Smash finally breaks the hold after Time nails a punch to the nose, that busts it wide open...
Bret: Ha Ha, he's cut open!
Time pulls himself into the turnbuckle as Smash stumbles back to his feet, leaning on the top rope as he struggles to see, his eyes watering and his nose gushing with blood...
"I think it's broken"
Bret: He thinks it's broken, oh well!
Time uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet, limping over to Smash, who's clearly in agony and gives him a knee to the stomach, followed by a gut wrench suplex...1,2...Smash gets his shoulder up...
Kave: Can Smash actually see anything?
Bret: Um...Well he is pretty short!
Kave: What's that...
Time pulls Smash back to his feet, whipping him into the turnbuckle and then walking after him, giving him a few jabs to the body and then hoisting him up onto the top turnbuckle...
Kave: Here we go, this is going to be big!
Bret: Yep!
The Ikon grabs Smash by the hair, walking up to the second rope and looking around...
Bret: Come On!
Time hooks his arm around Smash's head...
Kave: Superplex!
Time hits a huge superplex, floating over and hooking Smash's leg...1,2...
Kave Thr...
Bret: NO! Damn it!
Smash barely get's his shoulder up...The kickout seems to annoy Time who stomps on Smash a few times and then climbs to the apron, up to the top turnbuckle...
Bret: TIMEBOMB TIME!
The arena begins to boo the Ikon as he climbs to the top, looking around and waving before leaping off!
Kave: Timebomb!
Bret: Timebomb!
...Time nails the Timebomb, but instead of making the cover pulls Smash to his feet...
Kave: Why's he doing this?
Bret: Ha Ha!
Justin grabs Smash by the hair, laughing at him as he whips him to the ropes, kick to the stomach and Bad Guy Cutter!
Kave: Bad Guy Cutter?
Bret: Ha Ha, finishing Smash off with that!
...1,2,3...
Kave: Time Wins! With the Bad Guy Cutter?
Bret: YES!
The former Tag and World Champion circles the ring, waving to all the fans and laughing at their ignorance before sliding out of the ring, leaving Smash lying in the middle of the squared circle...
Kave: Wow, what a match!
Bret: Time WON!
Kave: Yeah we noticed!
Bret: Ha Ha!
Time walks up the ramp, looking down on Smash and laughing at him, before spinning around and walking into the back...
Kave: Oh my, that was a direct signal to The Bad Guy that Time think's hes better than him. I wonder how Bad Guy will react? And how will Smash respond to his defeat?
Bret: Blah blah blah. You just cant face it. Smash just doesnt have it like Time has it. And the Bad Guy is a beer guzzling baroom tramp! Who couldnt kill a fly let alone make a scratch on Time's body.
The mood in the arena slowly changes as the lights fade to black, plunging the arena into darkness other than the small flames of lighters all around the building...
Kave: Main Event Time!
Bret: Yeah!
"Another Brick In The Walls Part 2" begins to play as smoke floods the entranceway...
Bret: He's coming!
Kave: Indeed, the 4WF World Champion himself!
Druids suddenly appear from the tunnel, standing around the entrance and stopping, dead still...
Bret: I don't like these bits!
The druids raise their arms in the air, the flames at the side of each entrance going out and the arena now in pitch blackness...The music continues to play as movement can be vaguely seen by the entrance...After a minute or so the flames begin to flicker around the entrance, relighting and revealing the same druids, no change but the druids begin their movement down to the ring...
Kave: Where's EWM?
Bret: Well I don't know!
The cloaked men walk down the ramp, gathering around the ring as the lights return...
Kave: So, what's happening?
Bret: I have no idea!
Given no time to think about it the lights once again go out, the entranceway refills with smoke, casting a thick blanket so any movement is obscured by the smoke...A yellow light comes on, eminating from under the stage...
Bret: I don't like these bit's either...
The light begins to get brighter and brighter...as the fog is finally covering the whole entrance the flames around the entranceway go out as the rumble of thunder can be heard, the thunder getting louder and louder until a huge bolt of lightning explodes from the rafters, shooting down into the entranceway, clearing a path in the fog and revealing Mark Hossack!
Bret: The Chosen One!
Hossack lifts his head, walking out of the tunnel and down the ramp, looking at the druids as he climbs into the ring and walks to the centre grabbing a mic from the announcer...
"EWM! Get your skirt wearing, DIRTY, Scottish ass out here now!"
Hossack stands in the ring, waiting for a response, but nothing happens, the lights stay on and no movement anywhere...
"Come on...Mr. Big Shot! Your gonna take my soul?"
"Shouldn't you concentrate on other things, like your belt?"
"The Chosen One" pulls back his jacket, revealing the 4WF World Title!
"Yeah, I got your belt Bitch! What you gonna do? You gonna come and get it, or are you gonna hide like a P***y?"
Kave: He's trying to infuriate him!
Bret: Ha Ha!
Suddenly a druid slides into the ring, spinning Hossack around and giving him a hard left hook...Hossack spits some blood from his mouth as a smile comes across his face...
"So you want some of me, the chosen one? You want me to kick your ass, you little freak?"
Hossack continues to shout at the druid, punching him in the face and then whipping him to the ropes, executing a swinging neckbreaker...
Kave: Why's he beating up a druid?
Bret: Because the druid started on him!
Hossack gets to his feet, laughing at what he just did, when the druid climbs back to his feet...Mark grabs the mic from the ground...
"So we have a feisty one, want some more?"
The druid slowly nods his head as Hossack comes off the ropes, clotheslining the cloaked man...
Bret: Yeah, that's it!
"The Chosen One" grabs the druid by the hair, pulling him up and hooking his head...
Kave: DDT!
Bret: Ok, now that druid is gonna be gone!
Hossack gets back to his feet, laughing at the hooded man, when the figure begins to stir, pulling itself up and getting to it's feet...
Bret: What? How?
Hossack sands in amazement at the druid!
"How the F*ck?"
He leans back running at the druid again, but the druid ducks and locks his arms around Hossack's waist...
Kave: German suplex!
The hooded man gets back to his feet, stomping on Hossack as he pulls the hood off to reveal EWM...The arena explodes as they see who the hooded figure is...
Kave: it's EWM!
Bret: NO!
EWM rips off his cloak, pulling up Hossack and whipping him to the ropes and going to the side ropes as Hossack comes back off them EWM runs in and hits a bulldog...
Kave: Nice Move!
Bret: No it wasn't!
The real champ takes the belt from the waist of Hossack holding it in the air as the arena once again erupts...
Kave: He's got his belt back!
The referee takes the belt from EWM, showing it to the fans and then handing it to Tony Jordan..."Ladies and gentleman, this match will be a Last Man Standing Match!"
The arena explodes, the bell is rung and the match begins...
Kave: HERE WE GO!
EWM continues his attack, stomping on Hossack, throwing him into the corner...and smashing his head into the turnbuckle...once, twice, three times and then a boot to the back...
Kave: Neckbreaker...
EWM doesn't go for the cover though and pulls Hossack up, hooking his arm and suplexing him...
Kave: Nice snap suplex...
The arena still has a buzz as EWM continues to work on Hossack, not letting any body part go unharmed...EWM lifts Hossack up, walking over to the ropes near the ramp and throwing him over then sliding out himself...
Kave: That was a bit harsh!
EWM grabs Hossack by the head, throwing him into the barrier and stomping on him...
Kave: He's stomping a mudhole...
Bret: And...
Kave: Walking it dry!
EWM continues the attack, dragging Hossack up the ramp and onto the stage...EWM holds Hossack by the hair, running at the edge...
Kave: My GOD! No!
Bret: Ahhhhh
EWM launches Hossack off the edge, but Hossack grabs EWM, pulling him off with him, sending them both down to the ground...
Kave: Jesus H. Chr...
Bret: No...
1,2,3..The referee makes the count, as EWM landed on Hossack...
Kave: Hossack's got until the count of ten to get back to his feet...
Both men stay lying on the concrete, neither making any sign of movement...
Bret; Come on Mark!
Hossack begins to stir..3,4,5...Getting to one knee as EWM slowly gets to his feet...7,8,9...
Bret: No!
Kave; He got to his feet, no win!
Hossack barely getting up by the ten count stumbles down the side passage of the ramp, walking out into the ringside area and sliding back into the ring...Both men pouring with blood, Hossack in the ring and EWM slowly following...
Kave: What a war!
Bret: Yeah, I know!
EWM slides under the bottom rope, getting met with a boot to the back, knocking him down onto his chest ...Hossack continues to kick EWM, holding the rope for stability while he beats on his opponent...Hossack eventually decides to stop the redneck style and he pulls up EWM, executing a belly to belly suplex, EWM's down on the mat and Hossack climbs back to his feet, walking over to the turnbuckle and climbing up to sit on the top rope...
Kave: Elbow drop!
Bret: Yes!
1,2...Kickout by EWM, the kickout annoys Hossack who whips EWM to the ropes, lifting him up and then hitting a cradle DDT...1,2,3...
Bret: YES!!!!!
Kave: Got til 10...
Hossack slowly pulls himself up, while EWM lies on the canvas and the referee starts the 10 count...1,2,3,4...EWN gets to his hands and knees, enraging Hossack who runs at the champ, nailing him with a knee to the face...
Bret: Yeah!
Kave: He can't do that!
Hossack grabs the referee telling him to continue the count...
Kave: The referee is refusing to count!
Bret: He can't do that!
Kave: Yes he can...
Hossack grabs the referee, DDT'ing him hard into the canvas and pulling up EWM...Hossack quickly slides to the outside, grabbing a chair and sliding back into the ring...Setting it up in the centre...
Kave: What's going to happen?
Bret: EWM's gonna get his ass kicked!
Hossack walks back over to the dazed EWM laughing in his face...
Kave: Look!
Bret: What?
Kave: It's Belly!
Belly sneaks down the ramp, sliding into the ring behind Hossack and grabbing him by the throat...
Kave: Uh Oh!
Belly turns Hossack around, lifting him high into the air and chokeslamming him onto the chair!
Kave: OUCH!
The "Big Man" grabs EWM, putting him on top of Hossack and throwing the chair out of the ring, sliding out and shaking the referee...
Bret: This isn't fair...
1,2,3...
Kave: Yes!
Bret: No, foot on the ropes!
Hossack managed to get a foot up on the ropes as EWM rolls off of him, barely conscious the champ pulls himself up, using the turnbuckles, he then looks around, climbing the turnbuckle and waiting for Hossack...Hossack now on one knee, begins to get to his feet, EWM awaiting and ready to pounce get's in position...
Kave: Here we go!
Hossack spins around, kicking the ropes and sending EWM crotch first down onto the top turnbuckle, Hossack falls back to one knee, unable to take advantage...
Bret: Come On!
Hossack pulls himself back up, climbing to the second rope and hooking EWM's head...
Kave: "Sunday Morning Hangover"
Bret: YES!
The challenger covers the champion...1......2......3, no kickout by the champion...Both men lie on the ground next to each other, tired and bloody...
Kave: What a match!
Bret: What a night!
EWM and Hossack both begin to stir, moving around and slowly getting back to their feet, they get up at exactly the same time, both men look up, into each others eyes...
Kave: They must respect each other...
Hossack flips EWM the bird and then runs at him, EWM ducking and giving a kick to the back then a...
Kave: Reverse stunner!
Bret: No!
EWM climbs back to his feet, looking around at the packed out arena that's on it's feet for the champion as he begins to lock on a submission move...
Bret: What's that?
Kave: it's the Crucifixtion!
EWM locks in his patented finishing move, Hossack screaming in pain, but refusing to give up...The referee continues to check on Hossack, blood now flowing from his head, with all the pressure the move is putting on his body...
Kave: He's not giving up!
Bret: Come on you can do it!
Hossack continues to scream in pain, not giving up as EWM wrenches, his whole body racked in pain!
The referee checks on Hossack...
Kave: is he gonna give up!
Bret: He has to!
Hossack's screaming stops as his head flops to the mat and his body stops moving...
Kave: He's out!
Bret: COLD!
EWM lets go of the hold, the referee pointing out Hossacks limp body and makes the cover...1,2,3...
Kave: EWM's surely going to win...
The referee raises EWM's hand and then begins to administor the count...1,2,3,4,5...
Kave: Is he going to get up?
Bret: COME ON MARK!
8,9,10..Ding, Ding, Ding...
The referee once again raises the arm of EWM...
"The Winner and Still 4WF World Champion....EWM!"
The arena erupts as EWM is handed his belt, finally holding what has been rightfully his since Capital Punishment...
Belly climbs into the ring, helping EWM out as the two walk up the ramp, "Another Brick In The Wall Part 2" playing over the speakers as the crowd is on their feet, cheering for the champ...
Kave: Well what a night!
Bret: What a night that sucked!
Kave: Language!
EWM and Belly stop at the top of the ramp, acknowledging the fans a for the first time...
Kave: Wow, this is amazing!
Bret: YES!
Bret's screams of joy are founded after Kash and Shock Factor come running from the back knocking over the champ and Belly, Kash smashing a chair over the head of Belly and Shock going to work on EWM...
Kave: No! Why are they doing this?
Bret: Pound a whole in them!
The pair continue their attack, grabbing the world title from EWM and running down to the ring with it...
Kave: Why?
Bret: YEAH I like it!
The two grab Hossack, lifting him up and dragging him out of the ring. With Belly and EWM lying out cold on the top of the ramp and Kash and Shock factor helping Hossack out of the ring, the show fades, firmly focused on the title belt...In the possession of Hossack once again!