Josh Matthews: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to New Breed Wrestling presents Thunder! My name is Josh Matthews and alongside me is Scott D’Amore, and partner... What a night this is going to be!

Scott D’Amore: It’s the TWF debut for most of these young superstars, so believe you me, Josh... These kids have a lot on the line! Forget about titles, forget about wins and losses, forget about all of it! Their job is to impress, and if they don’t impress here in New Breed, they’ll never get a taste of the big time!

Josh Matthews: That’s a frighteningly true reality, Coach D’Amore, but nevertheless... How about the great opportunities these young men here in New Breed will have at championship gold? Josh Matthews: That’s right, Coach! We’ve got a Ten Man Battle Royal for the NBW Title tonight, but before all of that can happen, we’re starting out with some second-generation stars!

AT THAT, “MONEY TWIST” HITS THE LOUDSPEAKER AND BRINGS OUT THE YOUNGEST OF THE MILLION DOLLAR SONS, BRETT DIBIASE. DIBIASE ARROGANTLY MARCHES DOWN TO THE RING, ROLLING HIS WRISTS AND MOUTHING OFF AT THE FANS.

Scott D’Amore: I already have to correct you, Josh, so don’t make this a habit. Brett DiBiase is not a second-generation superstar, he’s a third-generation superstar; his father is Ted DiBiase, his brother is Ted DiBiase, Jr., and his grandparents are Iron Mike DiBiase and Helen Hild. Now tell me, Josh, what else are you going to butcher about this guy?

Josh Matthews: You’ve pretty much said all there is to say, Coach, but I do have one thing to add... If he doesn’t pick up some victories here in NBW, all of that means nothing!

Scott D’Amore: I hate to say this... But you’re right. Prove yourself, kid!

JUST AS D’AMORE GETS THOSE WORDS OUT, “THE LAST DRAGON” HITS THE LOUDSPEAKER AND THE CROWD ERUPTS IN CHEERS. ALTHOUGH IT’S NOT THE MAN THEY HOPED FOR, THE CROWD STILL GIVES IT UP FOR THAT MAN’S SON: RICHIE STEAMBOAT. STEAMBOAT SLAPS HANDS WITH A FEW FANS BEFORE ROLLING INTO THE RING AS REFEREE RYAN TRAN SEPARATES THE TWO COMPETITORS.

Josh Matthews: And here comes the son of arguably the greatest man to ever put on a pair of wrestling boots, Richie Steamboat!

Scott D’Amore: Ricky “The Dragon” Steamboat is a legendary wrestler who has influenced the in-ring styles of numerous TWF Superstars and international superstars alike. Wrestlers like Intercontinental Champion Evan Bourne, Sin Cara, and to be perfectly honest with you, Josh... It’s not just the young guys!

Josh Matthews: You’re right about that, Coach D’Amore! Wrestlers such as Shawn Michaels and Chris Jericho... They wouldn’t be here without Ricky Steamboat. Yet again, though, it remains the same... Richie isn’t his father, so he has a lot to prove!

TV Title Match Qualifier

Brett DiBiase versus Richie Steamboat

The opening bell sounds and both men circle the ring, allowing the cheers to rain down as our first match ever in New Breed Wrestling is about to begin. Brett DiBiase and Richie Steamboat finally close the distance and lock up in the middle of the ring, with DiBiase getting the upper hand early on via a deep Arm Lock. Steamboat is quick to flip onto his back and twist out of the hold, thus taking DiBiase’s legs out from underneath him and drop into a cover. The count barely reaches one, but as soon as DiBiase rises to his feet, Steamboat grabs hold of him and brings him down into a Small Package. Referee Ryan Tran drops down and registers a count of two, but DiBiase is able to power out before the match can come to a close. Both men are quick to their feet, with Steamboat running at DiBiase for a Forearm Smash, only for the second Million Dollar Son to raise a knee into Little Dragon’s midsection. DiBiase continues to fire off a series of right hands before taking Steamboat by the head and thrusting him face first into the top turnbuckle. DiBiase is quick to throw his arms up in celebration, taunting his opponent and the crowd in the process. DiBiase finally goes back in on Steamboat, attempting to place a fist in his face. Little Dragon is able to trap DiBiase’s arm, though, and utilize his agility to climb the ropes with just his feet. Steamboat then flips backwards and takes DiBiase down with a beautiful Springboard Arm Drag! The crowd responds very well to this, giving Steamboat a strong reaction as he bounces back to his feet and levels DiBiase with a Dropkick as he does the same. The youngest Million Dollar Son is reeling and Steamboat takes full advantage of it, pulling DiBiase in as he rises to his feet, pulling him in for a Front Facelock. Steamboat runs against the ropes with DiBiase in the hold, thus stepping up the middle rope and pushing off of the top with his right foot to come around and complete a beautiful Tornado DDT! Steamboat quickly pulls DiBiase in as he hooks his outside leg for a count of 1... 2... No, DiBiase is able to kick out in the final moment before Tran’s hand can hit the mat a third time. Steamboat can’t believe that he was unable to garner the three count, but shows excellent maturity to stay on task. DiBiase is slow to get up to his feet, but as he slowly recovers Little Dragon heads to the ropes. DiBiase is on one knee as Steamboat is beginning to position himself up top, but DiBiase is able to think quickly and shove the referee into the ropes. Steambaot is crotched by this underhanded maneuver, thus allowing for DiBiase to climb the ropes and get directly in Steamboat’s face. Brett DiBiase fires off a series of right hands before hooking Steamboat up for a Superplex, bringing the fans in The Breeding Zone to their feet in anticipation. DiBiase takes a moment to look out at the crowd and taunt them, loosening his grip on Steamboat in the process. DiBiase’s smile turns to a look of desperation in just a matter of moments as Little Dragon fires off with punches to the gut. DiBiase is teetering and finally falls off of the top ropes after a brutal Headbutt to the skull by Steamboat! DiBiase lands on his back, but clearly isn’t hurt from the fall. DiBiase gets back up and runs at the turnbuckle yet again, but as soon as he does, Richie Steamboat comes flying off of the top rope and lands on DiBiase with a move he learned from his father, the Diving Crossbody! Just as Steamboat hits DiBiase, though, DiBiase leans back and in turn, turns Steamboat over onto his back. DiBiase hooks both of Steamboat’s legs, and much to the crowd’s dismay, is able to grab hold of Little Dragon’s tights as the referee counts without realizing this. 1... 2... 3!

Winner: Brett DiBiase

Josh Matthews: Oh, come on! How didn’t Ryan Tran see that? That was a blatant example of underhanded tactics, and I’ll be damned if that wasn’t a clear example of cheating.

Scott D’Amore: Suck it up, Josh! That was simply two guys who are far too immature for the main roster, but also far too talented to give opportunities like that. Richie Steamboat should know that when you utilize a high-risk maneuver, there is indeed a risk involved. Right there, the risk was much higher than the reward and he paid the price.

Josh Matthews: You make it seem so simple, but I’m not too sure I agree. Richie Steamboat may have made a mistake, but pulling on the tights is simply cheating. And I think that Richie Steamboat was robbed tonight!

Scott D’Amore: He might have been robbed, Josh, but if he doesn’t turn around, he may get mugged!

Josh Matthews: Who the hell is this?!

“MONEY TWIST” HITS THE LOUDSPEAKER AGAIN, CAUSING RYAN TRAN TO RAISE BRETT DIBIASE’S ARM IN CELEBRATION. DIBIASE ONLY CELEBRATES FOR A MATTER OF MOMENTS, THOUGH, AS HE QUICKLY SCAMPERS FROM THE RING. RICHIE STEAMBOAT BEGINS TO SCREAM AT DIBIASE, SEEMINGLY BELIEVING HE RAN HIM OFF, BUT HE TURNS RIGHT INTO THE TRUE REASON. A MAN STANDING WITH A VERY MUSCULAR STATURE APPEARS BEHIND HIM AND LIFTS HIM RIGHT ONTO HIS SHOULDERS, SLAMMING HIM INTO THE MAT WITH A BRUTAL SAMOAN DROP! THE CROWD LETS OUT A COLLECTIVE GROAN AS THE MAN LOOKS POSSESSED, BOUNCING TO HIS FEET AND POINTING TO THE ROPES. THE MAN, WHO IS MUCH LARGER THAN ANY CRUISERWEIGHT, POSITIONS HIMSELF ON THE MIDDLE ROPE AND CRASHES DOWN ONTO STEAMBOAT WITH A DIVING HEADBUTT! THE MAN GETS BACK TO HIS FEET AND LOOKS OUT TO THE CROWD WITH A DEVILISH SMILE ON HIS FACE.

Scott D’Amore: Who is that, Josh? I’ll tell you who that is! That is a man taking initiative, that is a man utilizing opportunity, that... Is Donny Marlow!

Josh Matthews: The son of Haku just assaulted Richie Steamboat for no reason, Scott, absolutely no reason! What a terrible taste to put in the mouths of fans coming to see young talent.

Scott D’Amore: No, Josh, you’re wrong! This kid is doing what he needs to do. This kid is taking the initiative to make a name for himself, despite not being on tonight’s card. Watch out, Josh, because he is the kind of person who will make a name for himself down here.

Josh Matthews: I don’t agree with you at all, but what do I know? Let’s go backstage to Christy Hemme as the referees tend to Richie Steamboat. This is ridiculous.

OUR CAMERAS SHIFT BACKSTAGE WHERE CHRISTY HEMME IS STANDING BY IN A REVEALING PURPLE DRESS THAT SPLITS DOWN THE MIDDLE. SHE HAS A MICROPHONE IN HAND AND ALEX RILEY STANDING NEXT TO HER.

Christy Hemme: Ladies and gentlemen, with me now is one of the men with a chance to win the NBW Championship tonight in our Main Event... Alex Riley. Now, Alex, how do you prepare for a match that is more about opportunity than skill?

Alex Riley: Seeing as women’s wrestling is more like a joke than a sport, let me explain to you what this match is actually about. When you’re the superior athlete in comparison to each and every one of your opponents like I am, strategy is far from important. All you have to do is emphasize three things: stamina, strength, and stability. Do you understand?

Christy Hemme: No, Alex, why don’t you indulge me?

Alex Riley: Gladly, Christy. See, as an athlete like myself, you’re aware of your surroundings at all times. So when the odds are stacked against you and it seems as if luck is all you have going for you, it’s simple... You prove that you can win with talent anyways. And believe me, Christy, that’s exactly what I’m gonna do. You’ve just been schooled.

A-RY SLOWLY WALKS OUT OF THE SCENE WITH A HUGE GRIN ON HIS FACE. THE CAMERA GOES BACK TO CHRISTY, WHO SHAKES HER HEAD AT RILEY’S OVERWHELMING ARROGANCE AS WE HEAD TO A COMMERCIAL BREAK...

(Commercial Break)

WHEN WE RETURN FROM THE BREAK, NBW HEAD TRAINER AL SNOW IS SEEN SPEAKING TO THE ENTIRE NBW ROSTER IN THE LOCKER ROOM. NO AUDIO CAN BE PICKED UP, BUT IT’S CLEAR THAT SNOW IS INFORMING THEM OF HOW BIG THIS NIGHT IS FOR EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEIR CAREERS. AS OUR CAMERAS SHIFT BACK TO RINGSIDE, WE CAN SEE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THE WRESTLERS NODDING THEIR HEADS AS THEY BEGIN TO REALIZE THEIR DREAMS.

Josh Matthews: We can only wonder what Al Snow is saying to the NBW Superstars, Coach, but I think it’s fair to assume that he’s saying the right things.

Scott D’Amore: I don’t respect you and I certainly don’t respect your opinion, but I do respect Al Snow. The guy has been in this business for almost thirty years, Josh, thirty freaking years! Most of our wrestlers haven’t been alive as long as Al Snow has been wrestling and training guys. So if they want to learn, believe me... He is the guy to learn from.

Josh Matthews: No question about it, Coach, absolutely no question about it. With our recognition of Al Snow, though, we have to acknowledge the other trainers here in NBW. The training staff includes Bill DeMott, Lance Storm, Rip Rogers, and believe it or not, Dory Funk Jr.

Scott D’Amore: An all-star cast of trainers if there has ever been one.

SUDDENLY, “GENERATION ME” HITS THE LOUDSPEAKER AND BRINGS OUT THE TEAM BY THAT VERY NAME. MAX AND JEREMY BUCK COME OUT TO A DECENT REACTION FROM THE FANS AT RINGSIDE, CAUSING THE TWO BROTHERS TO CLENCH ARMS AND THEN HEAD DOWN TO THE RING.

Josh Matthews: Here come two guys who have some of the brightest futures on the roster, Coach. And Jeremy Buck, the younger of the two brothers, is just twenty one years of age!

Scott D’Amore: They’re young, they’re talented, and they have the opportunity of a lifetime to earn a shot at the NBW Tag Team Titles. Let’s see what they do.

MAX AND JEREMY BUCK HEAD TO THEIR CORNER, ALLOWING FOR THEIR MUSIC TO CUT OFF AND “NATURALLY GIFTED” TO HIT THE BREEDING ZONE. ANDY DOUGLAS AND CHASE STEVENS PROCEED TO COME OUT FROM THE BACK, ALLOWING THE FANS TO HIT THE NATURALS WITH A MIXTURE OF BOOS AND CHEERS.

Josh Matthews: Here are two veterans in this business that you are very familiar with, Scott, so in your opinion, why are they here?

Scott D’Amore: Many are unaware of this, but Andy Douglas is actually coming out of retirement to return to the wrestling ring. He and Chase Stevens haven’t teamed since late 2008, but prior to then, they were one of the best. Now, they seek the tutelage of the best trainers in the world as they develop into the best once again.

Josh Matthews: So you think they’re here to broaden their skills, rather than those who may not have them?

Scott D’Amore: Everyone here is someone special, Josh, and if they weren’t, they wouldn’t be here. With that being said, The Naturals are probably the most experienced wrestlers in this Territory. Nevertheless, they are not ready for the main roster just yet.

Tag Team Title Match Qualifier

Generation Me versus The Naturals

Within moments of The Naturals entering the ring, both Andy Douglas and Chase Stevens mount an attack. Douglas begins to pummel Jeremy Buck with right hands as Stevens lays into Max Buck with boots to the midsection. Referee Rod Zapata attempts to separate both duos as he attempts to place teammates on the ring apron. Zapata finally gets Stevens to place his arms into the air and walk to his corner as Max rolls out of the ring. Andy Douglas pushes J. Buck against the ropes, thus sending him across the ring with an Irish Whip that leads to a Running High Knee to the face. Douglas drops right into a cover, garnering a quick count of 1... 2... A kick out is made before a three count can be registered. Douglas uses his veteran nature to stay on the young Buck, pulling him back to his feet and slamming him head first into his corner’s turnbuckle. Douglas lays in a series of kicks to the gut before tagging in his partner. Stevens enters the ring and he and Douglas hook Jeremy up, sending him out before bringing him right back for a Double Shoulder Block takedown. Stevens arrogantly laughs as he drops an elbow across Jeremy’s chest for yet another count of two. Stevens is slow to do so, but eventually brings Buck up to his feet and pulls him in for a Vertical Suplex. Stevens lifts Buck into the air, but Jeremy falls out of the back and pushes Chase Stevens chest first into the turnbuckle. J. Buck rolls backwards and leaps towards his brother, thus getting the hot tag to Max Buck! Buck enters the ring with a head of steam, slamming into Stevens with a Running Dropkick before knocking Andy Douglas off of the ring apron with a Forearm Smash. Chase Stevens runs at Max Buck, but his brother steps in just in time to help complete a Double Hip Toss, that leads right into a double back handspring Dropkick! The crowd is going wild as Max Buck wildly climbs into a cover for the 1... 2... No, Stevens is able to kick out before a count of three. Max Buck pulls Stevens back to his feet and quickly fires off a series of forearm shots to the face. After a few moments of hesitation, Max steps back and connects with a Front Dropkick that sends Stevens to the outside of the ring. Andy Douglas quickly moves to help his partner back to his feet, but as soon as he does so, Max leaps at them with a faint Plancha. After holding onto the ropes as a tease, his brother dives through his legs and takes out both of The Naturals with a Suicide Dive! The crowd goes absolutely insane as the young men from California take it to their more experienced opponents. Jeremy takes Stevens and rolls him back into the ring, allowing for Max Buck to climb to the top rope. As Stevens gets back to a vertical base, M. Buck springs off of the top rope in a Corkscrew Moonsault, thus bringing Stevens down with a Cutter. The crowd goes wild as the high flying doesn’t come to an end, drawing a count of 1... 2... No, just before the three count can be registered, Andy Douglas pulls Max Buck from the ring. Douglas lays into Buck with multiple right hands to the skull, thus throwing him head first into the steel ring post. Douglas wastes no time in rolling M. Buck back into the ring, thus stepping onto the ring apron and making a blind tag to his partner to re-enter the match. Douglas quickly pulls Buck back to his feet, locks him in a Double Underhook, and then plants him into the mat head first with the Natural Selection. Douglas climbs into the cover as Jeremy is held off by Chase Stevens, allowing for Rod Zapata to count the 1... 2... 3!

Winners: The Naturals

Josh Matthews: This was an incredible match with back and forth action, Coach, but Andy Douglas’ veteran experience led to a victory for The Naturals!

Scott D’Amore: I can tell you right now, Josh, having your head slammed into unforgiving steel the way Max Buck’s head was slammed... It’ll end your night. And just as we discussed, it’s The Naturals’ who walk away victors due to their experience and knowledge.

“NATURALLY GIFTED” HITS THE LOUDSPEAKER ONCE AGAIN AS CHASE STEVENS EMBRACES HIS PARTNER AFTER THEIR VICTORY. JEREMY BUCK CHECKS ON HIS BROTHER, WHO SEEMS TO BE OUT COLD, BUT THIS DOESN’T STOP THE NATURALS FROM CELEBRATING THEIR NEWLY REWARDED SHOT AT THE TAG TEAM GOLD. WE HEAD TO THE BACK TO FIND CHRISTY HEMME YET AGAIN, THIS TIME WITH JOEY RYAN.

Christy Hemme: With me now is one of the most... Well, interesting, superstars here in NBW. He calls himself “The Hollywood Submission Machine,” but you can call him Joey “Magnum” Ryan. And Joey, I, uh... What do you have to say, because I’m at a loss for words?

JOEY RYAN ENTERS THE SCENE WITH A THICK MUSTACHE AND HIS CHEST HAIR FLOWING THROUGH HIS FLORAL SHIRT. RYAN HAS THICK AVIATORS OVER HIS EYES AS HE SMILES AT CHRISTY.

Joey Ryan: I have a lot to say, Christy, but to keep the FCC off of my sexy back, I’m going to tone it down a bit. See, Christy... My goal is quite simple. I don’t aim for titles, I don’t aim for opportunities, I simply aim for what matters. And do you know what that is?

Christy Hemme: What’s that?

Joey Ryan: To bring sleazy back. And Christy, starting next week, that’s exactly what I’m going to do.

RYAN WINKS AT HEMME BEFORE WALKING OUT OF THE SCENE, LEAVING A DISGUSTED LOOK ACROSS HER FACE. WE HEAD TO ANOTHER AREA BACKSTAGE, WHERE DONNY MARLOW IS MAKING HIS WAY OUT OF THE BREEDING ZONE. JUST BEFORE HE CAN LEAVE, NBW TRAINER LANCE STORM APPEARS IN FRONT OF HIM.

Lance Storm: What the hell was that?! You could have injured that Richie Steamboat in his first match, kid. I don’t know what kind of ideas you hold in your mind, but your father being a wrestler doesn’t mean your moves take precedence over everyone else’s.

Donny Marlow: My father? You want to talk about my father?! How about the fact that my father was one of the most talented men to ever grace a wrestling ring, yet not a single fan recognizes him in the way that they do Richie Steamboat’s overrated daddy.

Lance Storm: Overrated? Are you kidding me, kid? If you’re here to pick a bone that your father may have had, let me tell you something...

Donny Marlow: No, let me tell you something, Storm! I’m here to prove that my bloodline reigns superior to every other second-generation superstar here. I’m here to prove that when fathers and grandfathers are forgotten, I remain the best. So if you think that I don’t know what I’m here for... You’re wrong. I know what I’m here for, Storm, and I can guarantee you one thing...

Lance Storm: Yeah, and what’s that?

Donny Marlow: My business with Richie Steamboat is far from over. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve done what was needed of me... So I’m going home.

Lance Storm: Watch yourself, Marlow, this business can be a vicious thing. Maybe your father can tell you about that.

MARLOW IS VISIBLY INFURIATED BY STORM’S COMMENT, THUS STORMING OUT OF THE BREEDING ZONE WITH HIS DUFFEL BAG IN HAND. OUR CAMERA SHIFTS TO STORM, WHO IS VISIBLY UPSET WITH THE YOUNG SUPERSTAR, BEFORE HEADING BACK TO RINGSIDE.

Josh Matthews: That was an intense confrontation between trainer and wrestler, Scott, and I’m not sure Donny Marlow isn’t barking up a tree he can’t handle the height of.

Scott D’Amore: We’ll be soon to find out, Josh, but until then, you can’t help but admire this kid’s confidence in himself. He has all of the tools to make it far in this business and despite how controversial a start he’s had, he’s doing all the right things to get noticed.

Josh Matthews: He’s definitely been noticed, Coach, but he might also have a target on his back. Until we find that out, though, we have some great action ahead of us!

AT THAT, “PLANET ELECTRIC” HITS THE LOUDSPEAKER AND TYSON DUX EMERGES FROM THE CROWD TO A MAJORITY OF CHEERS FROM HIS HOME-COUNTRY CROWD. DUX COULD CLEARLY CARE LESS FOR THE CHEERS, AS HE SHAKES HIS HEAD AT THE FANS AT RINGSIDE IN CLEAR DISMAY.

Josh Matthews: Here’s a man who I know you’re familiar with... Tyson Dux.

Scott D’Amore: This is a man that I personally trained, Josh, and I can guarantee you that he will make his name here in New Breed Wrestling.

Josh Matthews: Do you think that tonight is the night that he does so?

Scott D’Amore: Let’s put it this way... If he doesn’t win tonight, he clearly didn’t listen to everything I said because I don’t train losers.

DUX ENTERS THE RING AND AS SOON AS HE DOES, “PARRENDERO” HITS THE BREEDING ZONE AND A YOUNG LUCHADOR NAMED EPICO HITS THE RING. THE FANS AREN’T TOO CERTAIN WHO HE IS, BUT STILL GIVE HIM A FAVORABLE RESPONSE UPON HIS ENTRANCE TO THE RING.

TV Title Match Qualifier

Epico versus Tyson Dux

The opening bell sounds and Epico extends his hand as a sign of respect. Dux gazes across The Breeding Zone before slapping Epico’s hand out of his way and encouraging Epico to come attack him. Epico does just that, leaping into the air and catching Dux completely off guard with a Standing Hurricanrana. The crowd immediately rise to their feet to applaud Epico, who stays right on Dux with a Single Leg Dropkick as soon as Dux pops back up to his feet. Dux is a little slower to get back to a vertical base, but he walks right into a rolling School Boy pin that garners a quick count of two. Both men are back to their feet with Dux running at Epico for a Clothesline, only for the luchador to duck it and run off of the ropes. Epico leaps to the second ring rope, only to come back and connect with a Springboard Lou Thesz Press that gets a count of 1... 2... No, Dux is able to get out at the final second, but is clearly out of focus in the early goings of this match. Epico follows Dux, who is now crawling to the corner, reaching down in an attempt for a grapple. Just before he can get his hands on Dux, though, Dux grabs Epico by the tights and sends him face first into the middle turnbuckle pad. Dux quickly pulls Epico back to his feet, thus hooking him up from behind and planting him with a Belly-to-Back Suplex. Dux proceeds to stand over Epico, arrogantly smiling as he points down to his opponent. After taking a few seconds to recover, Dux runs the ropes and comes back with a theatrical Elbow Drop across Epico’s chest. Dux crawls right into a cover, but draws just a count of two from referee Tony Smith. Dux argues with Smith for a moment that it should have been a count of three, but simply goes right into a deep Side Headlock. Epico desperately reaches for the ropes as Dux tightens the hold as every moment passes. Epico attempts to take control back in the match by shifting his shoulders over and pinning Dux against the mat, but Dux shows excellent mat ability to roll through it and turn the hold right into a Body Scissors. Dux refuses to release the hold, despite Epico screaming out in pain. Epico finally finds the strength to hit two overheard punches to the head, causing Dux to slightly release the hold he has across Epico’s torso. Epico is able to elbow away at Dux’s knees, allowing for the hold to finally be broken. Just as Epico seems to be getting to his feet, though, Dux raises a knee to the side of his head to break all momentum. Dux brings Epico back to a complete vertical base, but quickly blasts him with a kick to the back of the knee. Epico falls down to his knees, only to be trapped in Cradle position by “Textbook” Tyson Dux. Dux brings Epico back up, thus lifting him into the air and planting him with a brutal Cradle Brainbuster. Dux climbs into a deep cover, pressing his forearm into Epico’s face as referee Tony Smith counts the 1... 2... No, Epico is able to kick out in the final moment and Dux is beside himself. Dux immediately gets into Smith’s face, holding up 3 fingers and screaming that the count was slow. Smith stands his ground, which simply infuriates Dux even more as he heads over to Epico and begins to rip his mask off. Smith steps in and pushes Dux back, causing him to release the hold. Dux screams at the referee for a few more seconds before going back to Epico, but the time wasted proves fatal as he walks right into a Oklahoma Roll that gets a 1... 2... No, Dux is able to kick out in time. Dux gets up and wildly runs at Epico, but walks right into a Spinning Wheel Kick that places Dux on his back. Epico screams out to the crowd, extending his arms and waiting anxiously for Dux to rise to his feet. Dux is slow to get there, but walks into Epico’s arms, who hooks him up for a Flatliner. Dux is able to elbow out, though, and push Epico off of the ropes as a counter. Just as Epico comes back, Dux fires off a stiff kick to the gut, thus lifting him up and attempting to place him on his back for a Belly-to-Back Piledriver. Just as Dux lifts Epico up, though, Epico is able to roll through and turn the maneuver into a Sunset Flip, garnering a count of 1... 2... 3! Dux is furious as Tony Smith calls for the bell!

Winner: Epico

Josh Matthews: Look at that! Epico has overcome an offensive schooling by Tyson Dux to pull off the win!

Scott D’Amore: What the hell was that?! That was a fast count, Matthews! You know it, I know it, and Tony Smith damn well knows it!

Josh Matthews: Oh, so now you care about what’s fair? Whatever you say, Coach! All I know is that Epico is going to be competing for the NBW Television Title!

Scott D’Amore: And all I know is that this is a travesty. Tyson Dux was robbed of a victory!

“PARRENDERO” HITS THE BREEDING ZONE YET AGAIN AND THE FANS COME TO THEIR FEET, CHEERING ON THE YOUNG LUCHADOR WHO IMPRESSED US ALL. TYSON DUX IS STILL ARGUING WITH TONY SMITH AS EPICO HAS HIS ARMS RAISED, WALKING BACK UP THE RAMP AND SLAPPING HANDS WITH THE FANS AT RINGSIDE. WE HEAD TO A COMMERCIAL BREAK AS DUX HAS YET TO GIVE UP ON HIS ARGUING.

(Commercial Break)

WHEN WE RETURN FROM OUR COMMERCIAL BREAK, WE ARRIVE BACKSTAGE WHERE DESEAN BISHOP AND DT PORTER ARE SEEN STRATEGIZING IN THE LOCKER ROOM.

DT Porter: We ain’t never teamed before, man, but let me tell you what’s about to go down. I served in the navy, I fought for my country, and I got pushed to the back of the line as soon as I got my ass back on American turf. Now, I’m here to turn the tables on these dudes. I’m about to go from the oppressed to the enforcer.

DeSean Bishop: And I ain’t gonna do a god damn thing to stop you from doin’ that, dog. Just do me one thing and we’ll be good... Don’t blow this.

DT Porter: You better turn those words around because I ain’t messin’ nothin’ up.

DeSean Bishop: Aight... It’s on then.

DT Porter: It’s on.

DeSean Bishop: And uh... It’s like I always say, my brother... If you can’t beat ‘em fairly... Just beat ‘em!

BISHOP AND TAYLOR BUMP FISTS AND THEN HEAD OUT OF THE LOCKER ROOM, CLEARLY PREPARED TO GO TO BATTLE FOR A SHOT AT THE TAG TEAM TITLES. AT THAT, OUR CAMERAS SHIFT BACK TO RINGSIDE, WHERE JOSH MATTHEWS AND SCOTT D’AMORE ARE SEATED.

Josh Matthews: I’m not sure that we’ve seen a duo more focused tonight, so that spells good things for DT Porter and DeSean Bishop!

Scott D’Amore: That’s exactly what they need to do, Matthews. They’re an unproven team who has everything to gain and nothing to lose, so what option do they have other than putting it all on the line for the win?

Josh Matthews: Well, partner, we’re about to find out!

AT THAT, “LIVING IN AMERICA” BY JAMES BROWN HITS THE LOUDSPEAKER AND BRINGS OUT THE TAG TEAM OF WES BRISCO AND XAVIER WOODS. THE DUO IS CLEARLY FIRED UP, SCREAMING OUT AND POINTING TO THE RING AS THEY MAKE THEIR WAY TO IT. BOTH MEN MOTION THEIR HANDS AROUND THEIR WAISTS TO SIGNAL THAT THEY WILL BECOME NBW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS.

Josh Matthews: These men are young and these men are confident, Coach, but they are also talented. Do they have what it takes to become NBW Tag Team Champions?

Scott D’Amore: If they keep their heads on their shoulders, they can go as far as they want to. Talent only gets you so far, and that’s why these kids are here.

Josh Matthews: Understood, but that still beckons the question... Can they be champions?

Scott D’Amore: If they get by Bishop and Porter, I think they’ll learn what a true tag team is upon facing The Naturals. So to answer your question, yes I do believe they can be champions. I just don’t think they’ll be able to beat The Naturals.

WOODS AND BRISCO ENTER THE RING WITH AN AURA OF CONFIDENCE TRAILING THEM. THE DUO HEADS TO THEIR CORNER AT THE DIRECTION OF REFEREE ROD ZAPATA, ALLOWING FOR “GOT IT TWISTED” BY MOBB DEEP TO HIT THE BREEDING ZONE AND BRING OUT DESEAN BISHOP AND DT PORTER. THE MENACING DUO WALK OUT ONTO THE RAMP AND RIGHT DOWN TO THE RING, NOT BREAKING THEIR FOCUS FOR A SINGLE MOMENT.

Josh Matthews: We spoke about them before, Coach, but seeing them in person really makes you look twice. These guys are big, bad, and mean!

Scott D’Amore: They’re exactly the match up that none of these teams wanted to draw, and I think that they have the physical tools to win this tournament.

Josh Matthews: You know more than I do, but I do know that size isn’t everything!

Scott D’Amore: No, Josh, that’s just what your girlfriend tells you to make you feel better about yourself.

Tag Team Title Match Qualifier

DeSean Bishop & DT Taylor versus Wes Brisco & Xavier Woods

Our opening bell sounds and DeSean Bishop begins the match against Xavier Woods. Woods, wary of his stronger opponent, utilizes his agility early on as he rolls out of the way of a grapple attempt and responds with a Basement Dropkick that connects perfectly with Bishop’s knee. Bishop flips onto his back upon impact, allowing for Woods to get into the first cover of the night for a quick count of two. Woods stays on Bishop by locking in a Headlock, but the control doesn’t last long as Bishop simply shoves him into the ropes as a counter. Woods comes back with a head of steam, but is met with a stiff Lariat that nearly takes his head off. Bishop takes a few moments to shake off the effects that Woods’ Dropkick had on his knee, but eventually gets back to Woods with a handful of stomps to the back. Bishop lifts Woods up and lays into him with a series of right hands before sending him off of the ropes. When Woods returns, Bishop attempts a Powerslam, but Woods is able to show great athletic ability to escape the maneuver and land on his feet. Once Woods lands, he quickly plants Bishop with a Fist Drop across the face. Woods climbs into the cover, garnering a count of 1... 2... No, Bishop is able to kick out just in time. Woods grabs Bishop by the arm and drags him to his corner, allowing for Wes Brisco to tag himself in. Brisco comes over the top rope and into the ring, immediately targeting Bishop with a standing Leg Drop. Brisco climbs into another cover, but once again gets a count of 2. Brisco pulls Bishop back to his feet and seems to be calling for the end, but Bishop quickly gets a thumb into the eye. Bishop takes Brisco by the tights and head, thus throwing him shoulder first between the turnbuckles and into the steel ring post. Bishop quickly tags out to DT Porter, who enters the ring and lays into his opponent with a handful of right hands to the gut. Porter proceeds to pull Brisco out of the corner, send him off of the ropes, and connect with a stiff Shoulder Block. Porter is on his game, lifting Brisco back to his feet and driving him into the turnbuckle before laying into him with repeated Shoulder Thrusts to the gut. Porter takes a few steps back and then comes in for a Body Avalanche that sends Brisco crumbling to the mat. Porter gets into a deep cover, pressing his arm against Brisco’s throat in the process, but is only able to garner a count of two. Porter pulls Brisco back to his feet before laying into him with two heavy haymakers. After the punches, Porter runs the ropes and attempts to connect a Discus Clothesline, but as his back is turned, Brisco connects with a Dropkick to the back of his head. Brisco gets right on Porter, locking him in a Sleeper Hold as he grapevines Porter from behind. Porter swings wildly to get Brisco off of him, but it is to no avail. Finally, Porter begins to back up and try to send Brisco into the turnbuckle, but doesn’t realize he slams him into his own one. Xavier Woods is able to make a blind tag as this occurs, which Porter doesn’t notice. Porter proceeds to run at Brisco, but Brisco is able to dodge the maneuver. Porter goes chest first into the turnbuckle and begins to stumble backwards. Brisco quickly runs across the ring and knocks DeSean Bishop off of the ring apron as Xavier Woods climbs to the top rope. Woods leaps off and grabs Porter’s head, planting him with a Diving DDT that he calls the Culture Shock! Woods climbs right into the cover as referee Rod Zapata counts the 1... 2... 3!

Winners: Wes Brisco & Xavier Woods

Josh Matthews: They did it! With a very innovative maneuver, Xavier Woods has helped his team make it to the Tag Team Title match!

Scott D’Amore: Congratulations, you two... You’ve just booked yourself a match against a team you can’t beat!

“LIVING IN AMERICA” HITS YET AGAIN, BRINGING THE FANS TO THEIR FEET IN APPROVAL AS WES BRISCO AND XAVIER WOODS CELEBRATE THEIR VICTORY. AS WOODS AND BRISCO CELEBRATE, THE NATURALS SUDDENLY APPEAR ON THE ENTRANCE RAMP. ANDY DOUGLAS AND CHASE STEVENS ARE IN STREET CLOTHES AS THEY MOTION AROUND THEIR WAISTS, SETTING CLEAR TENSION BETWEEN THE FUTURE OPPOSITIONS. WE HEAD TO WHAT APPEARS TO BE THE PARKING LOT OF THE BREEDING ZONE, WHERE JON MOXLEY IS STANDING BY HIS SOLEMN.

Jon Moxley: They say the higher you’re built, the further you crumble; the tougher your skin, the deeper the cut. That’s all fair and well, and by all means, let it be known that I endorse the meaningless sayings and over exaggerated sentiments. Without them, you ignorant, weak, and tortured souls would have nothing to hold onto. That’s why upon my arrival to New Breed Wrestling, I intend on doing one thing, and one thing only...

MOXLEY CRACKS A SMILE AND POINTS HIS HEAD TOWARDS THE GROUND. AFTER SHAKING HIS HEAD SIDE TO SIDE A FEW TIMES, HE LOOKS BACK INTO THE CAMERA WITH FURY IN HIS EYES.

Jon Moxley: I plan on ripping out the hearts of all of these hopeless fools! I plan on taking each and every one of you ignorant pieces of crap and choking you with your own rope made of lies. And after I choke you to an unconscious state, I plan on hanging you from the ceiling like the dead animals you are. But until then... I plan on taking each and every man out who steps in my way tonight. I plan on proving that I am superior to each and every one of these foolish sacks of crap who somehow think they possess even a glint of life that compares to mine. So NBW, please, I’m begging you, come at me with everything you have. Just know that when the war begins and the heads start rolling... I warned you.

MOXLEY STARES INTO THE CAMERA FOR NEARLY TEN SECONDS BEFORE FINALLY MOVING OUT OF THE FRAME; OUR CAMERAS PROCEED TO SHIFT TO THE HALLWAY OUTSIDE OF THE NBW LOCKER ROOM. WE NOTICE DERRICK BATEMAN WALKING TOWARDS THE LOCKER ROOM, BUT BEFORE HE CAN ENTER, ABRAHAM WASHINGTON PRESENTS HIMSELF.

Abraham Washington: Would you look at that? Another white man holding an African-American back.

Derrick Bateman: What the hell are you talking about, dude?

Abraham Washington: Look at you, Derrick! You’ve got your surfer hair, your “dudes” and “awesome’s!” You know what I have? I have a TV here in the locker room that I get to watch your match from. You know, the Ten Man Battle Royal for the World Title that I somehow wasn’t booked for.

Derrick Bateman: Look, man, I don’t have anything to do with the booking that goes on around here. And I may not be able to present you with opportunities, but you know what I can do?

Abraham Washington: What’s that, my discriminatory brother?

Derrick Bateman: I can show you why I deserve to be out there tonight by winning the NBW Championship.

Abraham Washington: You? Ha! If you won that title it’d lose all prestige it could potentially possess. So for the greater good, remove yourself from this match and give someone who truly deserves an opportunity your position.

Derrick Bateman: You serious, dude? Get out of here, Washington; I don’t have time for this.

JUST AS BATEMAN SAYS THAT, ABRAHAM WASHINGTON LAYS INTO HIM WITH A STIFF RIGHT HAND TO THE JAW. BATEMAN IMMEDIATELY FIRES BACK, PUSHING WASHINGTON AGAINST A WALL AND BEGINNING TO UNLOAD A SERIES OF RIGHT HANDS. THE TWO MEN CONTINUE TO TRADE BLOWS UNTIL MEMBERS OF THE NBW LOCKER ROOM FINALLY STEP IN TO BREAK UP THE FIGHT. WE HEAD BACK TO RINGSIDE AS THEIR FELLOW WRESTLERS COOL OFF THE SITUATION.

Josh Matthews: Wow... Talk about tension between two superstars!

Scott D’Amore: Derrick Bateman is holding a black man back, Matthews, that’s what he gets for it! “ITEPMEH" by Dino MC 47 featuring KNHO hits the loudspeaker and the crowd immediately comes to their feet in anger towards the man coming down to the ring. The russian hooligan himself, Peter Orlov, makes his way down to the ring amidst the boos that he can’t help but soak up as motivation.

Josh Matthews: The crowd hates this guy, Coach, but it doesn’t seem to be fazing him at all.

Scott D’Amore: And that’s exactly how he should be reacting, Josh! Not a single person on this planet should get in the way of what these men are hoping to accomplish tonight.

Josh Matthews: You’ll get no arguments from me, Coach. Regardless, if this guy does let the crowd get in his head at any point, this man will make him pay!

JUST AS MATTHEWS RELEASES THOSE WORDS, “THAT GIRL” BY IRON MAIDEN HITS THE LOUDSPEAKER AND DAVEY RICHARDS COMES OUT TO AN INCREDIBLE STANDING OVATION. RICHARDS HAS ONE FINGER IN THE AIR AS WOLF CRIES CAN BE HEARD FROM HIS FAITHFUL FANS AT RINGSIDE.

Scott D’Amore: Keep talking him up, Josh, but until he has success to outshine his reputation, he means nothing.

Josh Matthews: This is the match he needs to achieve that greatness, Coach, so why don’t you just watch and see a true wrestler at his finest!

Scott D’Amore: Now I’m getting advice on wrestling from you? This is getting ridiculous...

TV Title Match Qualifier

Davey Richards versus Peter Orlov

Our opening bell sounds and referee Tony Smith calls for the two men to begin their battle. Davey Richards and Peter Orlov are both hesitant to hit the middle of the ring, btu when they do, they meet head on with incredible force. Orlov and Richards become entrapped in a battle of strength, with the Russian getting the best of the early encounter. Richards is pushed back so far that his arms are touching the ground, but he somehow is able to roll onto his back and connect with a stiff kick to Orlov’s shoulder. Orlov shakes the pain off before heading in for another lock up, but Richards is ready this time as he uses an innovative Leg Sweep that leads right into the American Wolf digging his knee in Orlov’s shoulder. Richards raises his entire body into the air, only to come back down with a Knee Strike to the shoulder. Richards gets back to his feet and hits a Leg Drop across the shoulder before turning it right into a Cross Armbreaker. Orlov is quick to roll onto his side to make the elevation Richards has as minimal as possible. Orlov is able to fight his way out after a few moments, before rolling onto Richards for a quick one count. Orlov attempts to get back to his feet, but Richards quickly gets to his feet and meets him with a signature Shoot Kick to the chest. Richards fires off a series of Shoot Kicks before attempting a Spinning Back Kick, only for Orlov to catch his foot and drop him face first to the mat. Orlov quickly follows up with an Elbow Drop across Richards’ back. The Russian Hooligan quickly lifts Davey up to his feet, only to hit a Snapmare that sends him back to the mat. Orlov quickly connects with a series of kicks to the back before connecting with a brutal Roundhouse Kick to the skull. Orlov jumps right into the cover for the 1... 2... No, Richards is able to kick out in time. Orlov stays on Davey, bringing him to his feet and laying into him with a brutal European Uppercut. After a few more shots connect cleanly, Orlov pulls Richards onto his shoulders in a Fireman’s Carry position. Before Orlov can perform the move, though, Richards is able to elbow out and land on his feet. Richards proceeds to grab Orlov by the waist, thus bringing him up and over with a German Suplex! Richards holds onto the move Tony Smith counts the 1... 2... No, Orlov is able to kick out just in time. Orlov is clearly shaken up by this move, which Davey takes full advantage of as he pulls his Russian opponent right back to his feet. Richards quickly fires off a Spinning Back Kick to the head that has Orlov reeling. Richards pulls Orlov in and then lifts him up into a seated position on his shoulders. The crowd comes to their feet as Richards runs across the ring, thus planting Orlov into the mat with a Running Sit-Out Powerbomb! Richards covers both of Orlov’s arms with his feet as Smith counts the 1... 2... No, Orlov is able to kick out and the crowd can’t believe it. Orlov is seeing stars; still, which Davey Richards is well aware of. Richards shows his focus, as he gets right back to his feet, thus ascending the corner turnbuckle and seeking to put an end to this match. Richards positions himself up top and looks around The Breeding Zone one last time before performing a breath-taking Shooting Star Press! Just as Richards comes down, though, Orlov is able to put his knees up! Orlov gets right back to his feet and the crowd is completely silent, watching as Orlov pulls Richards to his feet. Orlov arrogantly smiles to the crowd before stepping back and blasting Richards with a Super Kick! Orlov climbs right into the cover as Tony Smith counts the 1... 2... 3!

Josh Matthews: Wow!

Scott D’Amore: An emphatic ending to a match that looked like it was completely in Davey Richards’ hands. Impressive win for Peter Orlov!

Josh Matthews: Orlov got his knees up on the Shooting Star Press, but it was that Super Kick that put an end to this thing. And partner, he calls it the Soviet Strike.

Scott D’Amore: He can call it whatever he wants, Matthews, because if he connects with it again next month, he’ll be the first-ever Television Champion!

BEFORE ORLOV’S MUSIC CAN EVEN HIT, BRETT DIBIASE SLIDES INTO THE RING AND GETS DIRECTLY IN HIS FUTURE OPPONENT’S FACE. ORLOV AND DIBIASE STARE EACH OTHER DOWN FOR A FEW MOMENTS BEFORE DIBIASE EXTENDS HIS HAND. ORLOV IS CLEARLY UNTRUSTING OF THIS, AND FIRES OFF WITH A RIGHT HAND TO THE FACE! ORLOV AND DIBIASE GO BACK AND FORTH WITH STRIKES TO THE FACE, DRAWING CHEERS FROM THE BREEDING ZONE. THE CROWD GETS EXCEPTIONALLY LOUDER, THOUGH, AS EPICO HITS THE RING! EPICO CLIMBS TO THE RING APRON AND THUS LEAPS TO THE TOP ROPE, THUS COMING OFF WITH A SPRINGBOARD CROSSBODY THAT TAKES DOWN BOTH DIBIASE AND ORLOV! THE CROWD GOES WILD AS WE HEAD TO OUR FINAL COMMERCIAL BREAK, LAST SEEING EPICO WITH HIS ARMS RAISED IN FORESHADOWING FASHION.

(Commercial Break)

WHEN WE RETURN FROM COMMERCIAL, OUR CAMERAS SHIFT BACK TO RINGSIDE. ALL TEN MEN ARE ALREADY IN THE RING, WHEN SUDDENLY...

THE VIDEO WALL IN THE BREEDING ZONE CUTS TO A SHOT OF TRAVIS WAKEMAN SITTING INSIDE WHAT APPEARS TO BE AN OFFICE. HE IS WEARING AN EMPIRE T-SHIRT AND A DENVER BRONCOS HAT, WHICH IS ON BACKWARDS.

Travis Wakeman: "This is a huge night for the future of the TWF and all New Breed Wrestling superstars have the chance of a lifetime. Soon..... you could be on Rampage or PrimeTime, on the road with the greatest pro wrestling company in the entire world. But right now, the ten of you have a chance to do something that no one will ever be able to take away from you..... to become the very first NBW champion. Who wants it? What will you do to get it? I truly look forward to seeing some of you in the big league at some point..... this is your chance..... don't waste it".

THE VIDEO FEED CUTS OUT AND THE BELL SOUNDS TO KICK OFF THE BATTLE ROYAL.

NBW Championship Match

10-Man Battle Royal

As soon as the bell sounds, all hell breaks loose. As all ten men battle each other, Alex Riley is able to break free and head to the corner. Just as he thinks he’s in the clear, though, Bo Rotundo gets right on him. Rotundo lays into Riley with a series of right hands, but is nearly eliminated when Riley ducks a punch and pushes him over the top rope. Rotundo is able to hold onto the middle rope and roll back into the ring, though, avoiding elimination. Damien Sandow is the next to break free, taking Percy Watson and pushing him against a turnbuckle as he lays boots to his gut. After a few more shots to the chest, Sandow grabs Watson and attempts to throw him over the top rope. Watson has one leg inside of the ring as Sandow stays at it. On the other side of the ring, Jon Moxley and Derrick Bateman are going at it, with Byron Saxton and Johnny Curtis doing the same nearby. The fight everyone has their eyes on, though, is Mason Ryan and Titus O’Neill, as the two goliaths go back and forth with blows. O’Neill seems to have the best of Ryan, sending him back with a stiff right hand, but Ryan is able to duck a Clothesline attempt and plant O’Neill with a Spinebuster! Derrick Bateman runs at Ryan to try to take him out, but he’s on the receiving end of a Powerslam that shakes the ring. Then, just as Bo Rotundo gets to his feet, Ryan sprints towards the ropes and sends Rotundo out as the first elimination of the evening. Our cameras shift back over to Johnny Curtis, who lays into Byron Saxton with a Spinning Kick that puts him on the mat. Before Curtis can follow this up, though, Damien Sandow levels him from behind. Sandow picks Curtis up and crushes him with a stiff punch to the face. Sandow proceeds to attempt a toss out of the ring, but Curtis is able to drop to his knees and send Sandow into the ropes due to the momentum. Just as Sandow thinks he’s in the clear by holding onto the ropes, Jon Moxley comes up and sends him from the ring with a Lariat for the second elimination. Moxley and Curtis are now going at it, but our cameras shift to Lucky Cannon and Percy Watson. The two men are taking it to Mason Ryan in the corner, utilizing the numbers advantage. Just as they go for his legs to lift him out, though, Ryan connects with a Double Shoulder Block that sends both men back. They both run right back at Ryan, only for the goliath to plant them both with a Double Flapjack onto the ring ropes. Both men fall out onto the ring apron, which allows for Ryan to run at both in an attempt at elimination. Lucky Cannon is able to duck, but Watson is not as fortunate as he is knocked to the outside of the ring. Ryan swings again at Cannon, but Lucky is able to duck underneath and push Ryan face first into the ropes, holding his head down. Ryan is swinging wildly, allowing for Titus O’Neill to come up from behind and flip him over the top with extraordinary strength! Cannon puts his hand up to high-five O’Neill upon the elimination, but O’Neill has other things in mind as he simply pushes Cannon to send him out for yet another elimination! Byron Saxton is now taking it to Derrick Bateman, not letting up on the stiff right hands. Alex Riley then comes over and the two begin to team up. Both men lift Bateman up as they push him to the ropes, attempting to send him over. Saxton is pushing hard, but Riley suddenly lets go. Just as Saxton realizes this, Riley digs his shoulder into Saxton’s back and lifts him up, pushing him over the top rope for the elimination! It’s down to five, but Riley wants it to be down to four as he pushes Bateman with all of his strength. Bateman is able to land on the ring apron, though, and begins to fight Riley off. After a series of right hands to the face, Bateman connects with a Shoulder Thrust to the gut that backs Riley up. Just as Bateman goes for a follow up, though, Abraham Washington emerges from the crowd and pulls Bateman down by the legs. Bateman falls face first into the ring apron, thus bouncing right to the outside of the ring! Washington remains at ringside, berating Bateman as the crowd boos wildly.

Josh Matthews: What the hell was that?! Derrick Bateman just got screwed out of the NBW Championship!

Scott D’Amore: That’s called revenge, Josh! He stole Abraham Washington’s place in this match, and now Washington is making him pay for it.

Josh Matthews: Stole his place? Are you still on this? Derrick Bateman did nothing wrong!

Scott D’Amore: He actually did, Josh. He took his eye off of the prize! More importantly than this loser, though, there are just four men left.

All of the referees at ringside find a way to push Washington to the back as Derrick Bateman collects himself, reluctantly realizing what just happened. As the situation is cooled down, we finally head back to the ring where Alex Riley, Johnny Curtis, Jon Moxley, and Titus O’Neill are the only remaining men. All three men attack O’Neill first, attempting to take out the biggest man remaining. O’Neill is able to fight them off at first, but Alex Riley gets in a Chop Block that takes the big man down to one knee. Riley and Moxley team up to grab O’Neill by the shoulders, while Curtis takes his legs as they push him over the top rope. O’Neill is teetering and falling over the top rope, seemingly about to be eliminated. Just as he is about to fall out of the ring, though, O’Neill gets a kick in to Curtis’ jaw. The elevation begins to go in O’Neill’s favor, which forces Riley to run from the situation and leave Jon Moxley to the wolves. O’Neill falls back into the ring and immediately Headbutts Moxley. Curtis runs back at O’Neill, but runs right into a Back Elbow Smash. Moxley runs at O’Neill, only to be lifted up and planted with the Clash of the Titus! O’Neill is on fire, screaming out to the crowd that gives him an incredible reaction. Just as O’Neill turns around, though, Alex Riley is able to grab him and connect with a Low Blow! The crowd screams out in anger as Riley pushes O’Neill chest first into the ropes, thus elevating him and placing him outside of the ring. Riley has a dirty smile on his face, knowing he’s in full control of this match. Johnny Curtis tries to run at Riley, but is on the receiving end of a kick to the gut that leads to a Side Backbreaker. Moxley is still out cold from O’Neill’s move, which allows for Riley to pull him back to his feet and mock him in arrogance. After a few slaps to the face, Riley finally attempts to bring Moxley onto his shoulders. Before he can do that, though, Moxley finds second life in response to the slap. Moxley lays into Riley with a handful of Forearms to the face. Moxley finishes off this flurry by pulling Riley in and locking him up for a Standing Crossface Chickenwing! The crowd is actually in support of Moxley, who is pulling back deeply on the hold. As this is going on, though, Johnny Curtis positions himself up top. The crowd comes to their feet as Curtis comes flying towards the two men, crashing into them with a Missile Dropkick! Both men go flying across the ring, allowing for Curtis to head to the top rope once again. Curtis has the crowd going wild, thus coming off and crushing Moxley with a Diving Leg Drop! Curtis is on fire, pointing down to Moxley for an elimination. Just as he turns around, though, he turns right into Alex Riley. Riley pulls him up to his shoulders, thus spinning him and planting him with the TKO, a move he calls Hit The Showers! The crowd is going absolutely insane as Riley pulls Moxley up, thus throwing him from the ring. Riley then looks down at Curtis, arrogantly pulling him to his feet before dumping him over the top rope. Riley throws his arms into the air in celebration, turning around and screaming in celebration. Unbeknownst to Riley, though, Johnny Curtis was able to Skin the Cat! Curtis sneaks up on Riley, who has no idea the match hasn’t ended. Just as Riley realizes Curtis is behind him, the Premier Player grabs Riley by the legs, lifts him into the air, and dumps him to the outside of the ring!

Winner & First Ever NBW Champion... Johnny Curtis!

Josh Matthews: He did it! Johnny Curtis has pulled off the unthinkable! Johnny Curtis is the first-ever New Breed Wrestling Champion!

Scott D’Amore: That’s all on Riley, Josh! If that kid simply kept his focus and made sure the deed was done, he’d be the first ever Champion. But instead, all I can say is congratulations to Johnny Curtis. Congrats, kid... You now have a target on your chest!

“BONECRACKER” HITS THE LOUDSPEAKER AND THE BREEDING ZONE COMES TO THEIR FEET! ALL THREE REFEREES ENTER THE RING TO HAND JOHNNY CURTIS THE NBW CHAMPIONSHIP, AS HE DROPS TO HIS KNEE AND EMBRACES THE TITLE. WE HEAD OFF AIR WITH JOHNNY CURTIS GRASPING TIGHTLY TO THE NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP WORLD TITLE.