[The scene opens with Scott S sitting in a small room backstage, that has just enough light to see Scott's deranged face. He chuckles a little then talks.]

SCOTT: The darkness is always the best. The best to torture and kill someone. It is only the best due to the fact they don't know what is gonna happen. The darkness is also a way road cause you cannot get the pleasure to see your victims face. Now the darkness was always the best for me. During the time people said I wasn't "mentally stable." I mean just cause I heard voices doesn't mean anything. All you sane people have a voice in your head for right and wrong. I had it too but mine was just one it told me everything things you guys could never understand. Well, anyway the dark was great. I was in my own world not to be disturbed. Sometimes I would sleep and live a whole new life beginning to end. Now when I wasn't sleeping I would just sit in the corner and stare into the darkness. After a while I could see everything. I could see the parasites in the urine stained floor. I could see the guards through the doors. I told them that but they just laughed and fed me more medicine.

[Scott stops talking and lifts his hands up to his freshly cut scared head and begins to rub his head and closes his eyes. He does this for a few seconds the whole time laughing. He stops then slowly looks up to the camera and then starts to talk again.]

SCOTT: Now my dreams of another life were always quickly ended when the door to the room would fly open and the orderlies would come in and take me to the cafeteria or anywhere. They would come in and grab me but I would always resist due to the fact that they just ruined my dreams. Everytime I resisted I would be beaten and sedated and then I would be sitting with the others drooling on myself. Sometimes I would be beaten till the point of me passing out. Now since my actions at Seattle Showdown a lot of people have been why did you beat on the doctors who were trying to help you and Deth out? Are you guys blind? Don't you see they came down to beat me till I was incapacitated and then take me back to the institution. Like I said the voice in my head told me to do it. It was looking out for my health it didn't want me back in a place like that ever again. Now Rison you can see I don't like doctors, and since I am the IEW Extreme Champion I think we need IEW to get more extreme. My idea here is to have no paramedics in the arena. Im not just talking about during my match im talking about the whole time. NO PARAMEDICS!!! You hear me Rison? You better cause if this isn't done then Rison you will pay severely. And it wont be pretty. Now I want my answer by the end of the night and if my wish isn't fulfilled then, well you will just have to wait and see.

[The light of the camera just goes out as the scene ends. The scene then re-opens in the America West Arena as pyros shoot off and cameras pan around the arena picking up signs saying: "Rizzo for President", "I Want A Handoff From Rison", and "Geeks Need Direction". The scene then changes to the announcer's table where Jimmy Rollings and Brutus are waiting to announcer the evening's event.]

Jimmy: Good evening wrestling fans and welcome to Mayhem. We have a great show lined up for you. Tonight you will see Khrystal Walker take on E.G. Mackie for the Intercontinental Championship.

Brutus: I know we'd all like to see Khrystal Walker strut her stuff and win that shiny piece of gold plated turpentine, but what I think is going to be the match of the evening is when Rizzo takes on Magnum and Joe Phoenix with the help of Rison's choice as Rizzo's partner.

Jimmy: Who do you think his parnter will be tonight?

Brutus: I don't have any idea, but what I do know is that "Millenium" Morris Foxx is still out with injury and will not be in competition tonight.

*The lights go out in the arena completely,For Whom The Bell Tolls kicks off,one the video screen a picture of a tall individual standing in front of a white light is shown.It appears gritty as if filmed on 8mm.AS the chorus kicks in,one bright white light shines out from the entranceway,the only light on in the entire arena,mist rises from both sides of the walkway.*

Jimmy Rollins: What the hell does Gulgamek want now?

Brutus: Hey Rollins show some respect for such a god.

Jimmy Rollins: Please!

*A figure appears in front of the bright light but it is not nearly as massive as Gulgamek. The lights come back on to reveal none other than CC Charles Childs, standing just outside the entranceway surveying the crowd holding a dented chair. A big smirk is on his face as he tows the dented chair towards the ring.*

Jimmy Rollins: I can only imagine what in the world he wants!

Brutus: Now now Jimmy, Mr Childs is a respectable business man!

* Childs climbs up the steel steps, he stops on the apron for a moment smiling into the crowd. He then steps through the ropes into the ring. He leans the dented chair against the ropes in the corner. He then adjusts his suit and receives the mic from The Mic.*

Childs: What a glorious evening this is already turning out to be! I just knew all you people when you saw that neither Gulgamek nor I was featured on this card, that you were half tempted to flee towards the exits!

* Crowd boos unmercifully. Childs the whole time, standing in the ring holding the mic with a smug look on his face. Decked out in a fabulous black suit. *

Childs: Yes well i guess you pathetic mortals are entitled to your opinions, however openly foolish they may be. Now onto more pressing matters! Our good friend EG Mackie!

* Crowd erupts into cheers. *

Childs: See that’s the problem you people adore him, you people cherish him....you think he’s something special. That’s fine support him all you want, but I guarantee you! Yes I guarantee you, that in just a very short time that Mr Mackie will be a symbol for all you people to learn from when it comes to getting in Gulgamek’s path!

* Crowd again boos unmercifully. *

Childs: But before.....

*Crowd erupts into an enormous Asshole chant. Childs couldn’t even begin what he was going to say. *

Childs: As I was saying..Mr Mackie you haven’t heard from us much this week. I do apologize I know how rude it can be not to keep in contact with a dear friend! *smirks*

As I last left you Mr Mackie, it had seemed you had a headache of sorts. See with a man my age, it is getting increasingly more difficult to remember things.

*Childs turns towards the video tron.*

Childs: You boys in the back, do an old man a favor and play back the remind for me!

* Video tron loads up and starts to show a clip from last week’s Mayhem.......

Mackie then climbs the ropes and nods to the crowd and then E.G.Mackie performs this move from the turnbuckle. It begins as a leap frog from where he outstretches both of his legs, touches each foot with his hands, then finishes with a body splash, of course more powerful due to the increased height gained beforehand! Mackie then goes for the pin!

JR: He hit The Unorthadoxide! And Here comes the pin!

1…………..

2………….

3! NO!!

Childs was in the ring, a folded chair beside him on the mat and pulls Mackie off and Mackie gets in Childs face and starts pushing him. The Ref is also in the face of Childs. Gulgamek gets up and takes the chair, Gulgamek pushes the ref out of the way and clocks Mackie with a stiff chair shot over the head!

DING DING DING!!

JR: Oh man! What a bad way to end such a damn good match!

Brutus: Total bummer!

Gulgamek beats Mackie down with his brute force until the chair has several bents. Childs turns over the body of Mackie to show the face, which is now all bloody. Childs kicks Mackie and walks off with Gulgamek!

The Mic: Here is your winner by Disqualification……..E…….G…….MACKIE!!!

Mackie has the ref help him up, and Mackie stands up with the Ref’’s help again……and stares down Gulgamek and Childs who stare back and after a few moments walk to the backstage.*

Childs: Oh that’s right, I am beginning to remember now! That is why I brought this marvelous chair with me down to the ring. I tell you these days I would have no idea where my head was if it wasn’t attached sometimes! *smirks*

Yes Mr Mackie I do believe the chair we are seeing at this very moment, is the exact same one that cracked your cranium just last week!

* Another barrage of boos and barratements from the crowd onto Childs.*

Childs: This dented, deformed steel chair busted you wide open last week Mr Mackie. Your blood flowed like water through an open damn! It was beautiful, if I had only brought a camera down to the ring last week...I could have been able to cherish that memory for ages! But since I was not equipped with a camera....a memento of sorts I guess will have to do. This chair Mr Mackie, I have been looking at this chair all week. Each and everytime it enters my line of sight Mr Mackie, the image of your blood stained face on the mat fills my brain like movie on a screen.

I have just one question for you Mr Mackie. How did it feel?? How did it feel when the chair, repeatedly cracked against your skull? How did it feel tasting your own blood? How did it feel when you were laying on your back, looking up at Gulgamek and I, with the thought of what the hell have I gotten msyelf into ran through your head...tell me how did that feel Mr Mackie? Did it hurt? Did it embarrass you? Did it make you feel two inches tall? Tell me Mr Mackie, im just dying to know!

If inside your head the answer to any of those questions was yes, then you know exactly how i felt at Seattle Showdown when you foolishly decided to tape my mouth shut in front of a pay per view audience!

*Crowd erupts into cheers.*

Childs: You then had the gall to say, everyone was sick of hearing me? Let me tell you something Mr Mackie, and the rest of you in ear shot! Without me, Gulgamek would have buried you all by now! Without me, you all would be ripped back down to the same ooze that youw ere when you slipped out of your mothers cracks! Without me none of you would exist right now! You may ask me why do I “hold” Gulgamek back, why not just let me loose full bare? The answer to that being, as in most everything else in life there is a process of how to do things. This is merely a process, and when its completed you’ll wish you had listened to me in the first place!

* Arena is roaring with a chorus of boos and taunts, some asshole chants start up again. Childs returns to the smug look he first had.*

Childs: But for the meantime, Mr Mackie deep down I am a very warm hearted concerned person!

* Crowd chants Bullshit!*

Childs: Im the kind of person to have to witness things for myself, up close and personal I should say. You see Mr Mackie, all week I have been concerned about your well being. About how that chair shot really affected you. Of course you can say your fine, but that’s not good enough for me. No no! You see Mr Mackie I have to know! I have to see first hand! So tonight Mr Mackie, i will sit behind that table right there and during your match tonight in the main event, I will volunteer my skills as a commentator and join Mr Rollins and Mr Brutus!

Jimmy Rollins: That’s just what I needed!

Brutus: Maybe you could learn something!

Childs: Wont it be nice Mr Mackie, to have such a good friend making sure your alright? I’ll see you tonight Mr Mackie. *smirks*

* With that Childs hands the mic back, he waves towards the crowd who are still berating him. He picks up the chair and makes his out of the ring as For Whom The Bell Tolls plays.*

Brutus: Well now that THAT is out of the way, what do you say we get this night started?

Rollings: Lets get this night underway as we take you to the ring with The Mic for tonight's opening match.

The Mic: The following contest is a standard match and it is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first he hails from San Francisco, California and he weighs in at 250 pounds.. Phoenix Halliwell!!

[As "How Soon Is Now" by the Smiths is played, Phoenix Halliwell comes down the aisle carrying the Book Of Shadows. Once inside the ring, the music is turned down, but still hearable... Phoenix is presented a mic and conducts the following spell: "North, East, South, West, Earth, Air, Fire, Water, Give me STRENGTH. The gift of power to move from the earth. The gift of strength from the air. The gift of determination from the fire inside me. And the gift of energy from the water. Bless the lord and lady for these gifts. Thank you for the power to move, thank you for the strength, thank you for the determination, and thank you for the energy you gave me. So Mote it be." After this spell, the book is placed in the corner of the ring.]

The Mic: And his opponent hails from somewhere we don’t know and he weighs in at 180 pounds.... “Dynamic” Dave Remington!!

[Remington walks to the ring no music or fanfare. Remington rolls into the ring and he stretches in the ropes.]

Jimmy: This might be a good match.

Brutus: Yeah, and I’m the guy who married Britney Spears.

*The ref calls for the bell and the two men lock up in the middle of the ring. Phoenix backs Dave into the corner and then he breaks cleanly. Remington pokes Halliwell in the eyes and then Dave lands a series of chops. Dave puts Phoenix in the corner and he lands a series of kicks. Dave goes to whip Phoenix into the opposite corner but Phoenix reverses it. Just as Remington hits the corner Halliwell is charging and crushes him with a corner clothesline. Phoenix drags Dave out of the corner and he lands a big right. Phoenix whips Dave into the ropes and he hits a back elbow. Halliwell covers.*

1...

2...

Jimmy: A strong kick out by Dave Remington.

*Phoenix gets to his feet and he drags Remington to his. Phoenix executes a vertical suplex. Halliwell goes for an elbow drop but Remington rolls out of the way. Dave and Phoenix get to their feet and Dave cuts Halliwell off with a boot to the gut followed by a running knee lift. Dave picks Phoenix up and he hits a couple rights. Remington whips Phoenix into the ropes and he takes Halliwell down with a standing dropkick. Remington goes for a quick springboard moonsault but Halliwell gets his knees up.*

Brutus: Ouch, that was a bad miscalculation on Remington’s part.

*Halliwell gets up and he lays the boots to Remington. Halliwell picks Dave up and he takes Remington down with a side Russian legsweep. Halliwell climbs up to the top and he waits for Dave to get up. When Remington stands up Phoenix flies and he connects with a top rope flying cross body press. Halliwell stays on top for the cover.*

1...

2...

thr NO!!

*Halliwell gets to his feet and he picks Dave up to his. Halliwell boots Remington in the gut and he slams Dave down with a short powerbomb. Halliwell grabs onto the legs and he applies a figure four leglock. Remington screams in pain as Halliwell pulls back. Dave reaches for the ropes and he’s almost there, but not quite. Remington screams in pain and he yells NO when the ref asks if he gives up. Remington finally reaches the ropes and Halliwell promptly lets go of the hold.*

Brutus: Dave Remington is damn lucky he got to those ropes. I think he was on the verge of tapping.

*Halliwell gets to his feet as Dave Remington holds his knee in pain. Remington rolls of out the ring and Halliwell gives chase. Dave runs around the ring and he grabs Phoenix’s spell book. Remington rolls into the ring and he opens it, but as he does a fireball explodes from the book, hitting him in the face.*

Jimmy Rollings: WOW! Did you see that?!?!

Brutus: What the hell was THAT?

*As Remington stumbles, blinded and in obvious pain, Halliwell gets in the ring. Phoenix boots Remington in the gut and then he takes Dave down with a jackhammer.*

Brutus: Phoenix just hit The Wiccaning!!

*Phoenix covers while Remington holds his face.*

1...

2...

3!

*DING DING!*

The Mic: The winner of this match, Phoenix Halliwell!

*Medics rush down to the ring to attend to Dave Remington. Halliwell grabs his book, opens it, and smiles when he sees the pages are all in tact. Halliwell exits the ring and the scene cuts to Jimmy and Brutus.*

Jimmy: That was one of the freakiest things I have ever seen. And how in the hell could those pages not have burned?

Brutus: I don’t know man, magic is some scary stuff. I’d rather just leave it be and get on with our next match.

Jimmy: Good idea.

(The scene cuts backstage where Johnny contour is walking around. Silas comes around the corner, carrying his tin foil sword.)

Silas: Die foul heathen!

(Silas sticks Johnny with the sword but all it does is bend out of shape. Silas looks up as does Johnny, and Johnny grabs the sword and throws it away. Silas turns and he runs with Johnny giving chase. As they turn the corner a chair comes into view and right into Johnny’s face. The camera gets around the corner and Johnny is out cold, bleeding, and Quentin is holding the chair.)

Quentin: That’s a wrap.

(Quentin and Silas walk off laughing as the scene cuts back to Brutus and Jimmy.)

Jimmy: Wow, I think that bully got his just dessert.

Brutus: Those Geeks are getting WAY over their head! They have no idea what they just did, and they will pay!

*"White Room" by Cream starts up and Rizzo comes out from the back wearing a "I'm What Willis Was Talking About" T-Shirt. Rizzo makes his way down to the ring and he climbs in. The Mic hands him his namesake and Rizzo starts speaking.*

Rizzo: Good evening IEW. Over the past couple of weeks, you and I have been subjected to a torture of most ungodly proportions. It started with the crowning of a new and somewhat disputed World Champion, Magnum. But you see, the pain hasn't ended. This past week, you and I have been subjected to the droning on and on of Magnum and others claiming I'm past my prime, I'm done, I don't deserve a world title shot, blah blah. However, tonight I will make sure that I have a very big hand in the beginning of the end of Magnum's false reign. Tonight, my tag partner and I, will walk into this ring in a few minutes and I will come out as the #1 contender to the World Title. Right here, Magnum is going to assume his favorite position, on his stomach with his ass sticking in the air. Tonight......

("St. Anger" by Metallica start's up as Rizzo lowers the mic and turns towards the ramp. Magnum steps out from the back wearing his IEW World Heavyweight Title around his waist. He has a mic in hand and he signals for the music to cut.)

Magnum: Rizzo, yet again you are out here running your mouth about stuff that never happened. First off, I won this title fair and square in the middle of that ring. So stop calling my reign tainted. Secondly, no one said your past your prime, all I said was that you had to prove yourself to be the #1 contender and you had that shot and you blew it. Now I was nice enough to talk to Rison about giving you a second chance because i think you might be worthy of a title shot so here we are. You have your second shot but this time you have to go through me and Joe Phoenix. Now Rizzo, I hope you get a decent partner tonight so the beating won't be so bad. As for Phoenix, just do your job and you will be fine.

Rizzo: I lost my shot? Exucse me bitch, before you step in this ring and get hurt, just remember who permanently retired Adrian Slayer. Remember who had the title won, and who had advanced in the tournament before he got f*****d by Rison. So, if you feel like you have what it takes to take me down, come on in here and let's not wait.

*Rizzo drops the mic and Magnum rushes the ring. Both men strat brawling and the crowd boos as the referees and security crews come out to separate the guys. Rizzo and Magnum both keep kicking at each other and screaming as they are pulled apart. Both men are escorted separately up the ramp and then the scene cuts to Jimmy and Brutus.*

Jimmy Rollings: Or next contest will be between men of contrasting styles.

Brutus: DNA and Danny Starr, two men with attitude, lets see if that's what they bring to the ring tonight.

"Technically Sound" is heard over the PA system as the song "Circles" by Incubus begins to play. The lights dim down and a bright white light hits the ramp way. Danny Starr walks into the light and stands there with his arms extended...as the song hits its major guitar rift and lyrics, Starr begins to walk towards the ring...he slides into the ring, extends his arms again and then walks into the corner readying himself for the upcoming battle.

The Mic: Now entering the ring weighing 237 pounds and standing at 6 foot 3, Technically Sound Danny Starr!

Fear by Disturbed hits over the PA system and out walks Darien Nicholas Adams. He raises his arms high over his head and you can see the anger and confidence etched in his face. Fireworks explode either side of him as he walks down the ramp. DNA smiles cockily before sliding into the ring and crouching down, awaiting the toll of the bell.

The Mic: Now making his way to the ring weighing 246 pounds, standing 6 foot 4 Darien Nicholas Adams!

Brutus: Not much of a size difference between these men, this should be an even contest.

(Both men cautiously circle each other, as the match begins. DNA tries to go in early for the attack, but Starr slaps his hand away, and DNA circles once more. Starr leaps into action right away by taking DNA down to his knees with a kick to the midsection, and from there holds DNA in a high wristlock. DNA powers his way out, and performs a fireman's carry, which Star counters into an arm drag, sending DNA to the mat. DNA is back up, and a lock up occurs between Starr and DNA. DNA wins the duel and lifts Starr high in a vertical suplex, and with immense effort he launches him to the mat. Starr is up immediately, but it is clear that the suplex took its toll on him. DNA runs with a clothesline for Starr, but Starr nails his midsection, and DNA doubles over, in which Starr seizes his chance to execute a spinning neck breaker. Right off the neck breaker Starr puts a forearm round DNA's throat, and a knee to the back and chokes him for 5 before releasing him.)

Jimmy Rollings: Nice display of talent from both men there!

(DNA stands to find himself in the arms of Starr, who throws him over his head with a belly to belly. DNA is stunned and rolls around on the canvas. Starr stoops to pick DNA up, but DNA counters into a small package.)

Ref: 1

2

Kick out!

(Starr rolls DNA over into the corner. DNA leaps up and kicks Starr in the stomach, and right after prepares to floor him with another kick. But Starr grabs his leg as he does so in a capture suplex, and DNA is thrown over Starr's head, folding neatly on the canvas. Starr grabs DNA's legs, and rolls him over for a Boston crab. DNA squirms momentarily before reaching the ropes, and throwing Starr off his legs. Starr does not let DNA stand up, and he holds him down by applying a headlock. But DNA rises with Starr still connected to him. DNA locks his hand round Starr's waist, and drops him on his shoulders in a back suplex. From there DNA holds Starr to the canvas in an arm bar, and this gives him time to recover.)

Brutus: Both men are equal in this contest, I think the winner will be the first one to out wit his opponent.

(DNA releases Starr, and gets a kick to the face for his trouble. Starr uses this chance to execute an inverted Atomic drop. DNA bounces off of Starr's Knee and Starr clotheslines him to the mat. Starr pulls DNA up, and performs a vertical suplex, so that DNA is lying flat out beside one turnbuckle. With DNA down Starr climbs the turnbuckle, and leaps high with a crushing elbow drop. Starr hooks DNA's legs, and presses his shoulders down for the pin.)

Ref: 1

2

Kick out!

Jimmy Rollings: Great move, but it's not enough to keep DNA down.

(Starr and DNA lock up once more. DNA gains control and power slams Starr, and then DNA drops a succession of well placed elbows on his chest. Starr rises, only to be knocked back down by a swift punch by DNA. With Starr down DNA takes this short while to rest and he wraps one of Starr's legs round one of his own, and drops to the mat, his knee landing viciously on the calf muscle of Starr. In agony Starr twitches and reaches for his leg, lying curled up as DNA begins to introduce him violently to his ring boots.)

Brutus: The arena cringed after that one, Starr must be in agony!

Jimmy Rollings: DNA will not let this one slip away, he's focused and determined.

(DNA continues to stomp Starr, but Starr begins to stand and eventually shrugs off the boots. DNA nails him with a powerful clothesline, waits for him to rise, and tries again. However a dazed Starr has enough left to hook the arm and convert the clothesline into a T bone suplex! The crowd reacts with a cheer, applauding the quick thinking, and Starr stands unaware of DNA slowly stalking his every move. Starr returns to DNA and tries to pick him up but DNA spears him to the ground in a vicious take down that winds Starr, and he rolls to the ropes in agony.)

Brutus: The Blood Shot! DNA might have the win right here!

(Starr pulls himself to his feet and DNA locks horns with him once more. DNA over powers Starr and holds him in a headlock. Starr struggles but is eventually thrown to the ropes. DNA grabs Starr's arm as he runs towards him, and spins it round locking star in a cobra clutch, and then with both arms now locked, he falls to the canvas.)

Jimmy Rollings: There you go! The Blood Test, DNA's victory is not too far away!

(DNA kneels to pick up Starr but Starr rolls him off with an arm drag, and grabs DNA in a headlock, wearing DNA down. Starr begins to stand with DNA still in the head lock. DNA elbows Starr to the gut but star does not let go, he simply converts the headlock to a standing cross face, much to the dismay of DNA. Suddenly DNA whirls round the back of Starr and German suplexes him whilst still holding him round the waist after they land. A second German suplex occurs, but this one is by Starr, who reverses the hold, and sent DNA over his head beautifully. Now with DNA down Starr applies the figure 4 leg lock. The pain is apparent on the face of DNA, but he struggles and struggles until finally he flips Star over in his own hold, which sends Starr into a flurry of agony and aggression. The hold is broken and DNA pulls Starr from the canvas and performs a wobbly unbalanced pile driver. Starr bounces on the canvas and falls flat out, and DNA takes what seems to be a decade to climb to the top rope. Once at the top DNA raises his hands in triumph and it is apparent that he may attempt a moon sault, or an elbow drop. But Starr runs and kicks DNA so that he falls, love orbs first, over the turnbuckle. With no seconds to spare Starr locks in a dragon sleeper on DNA who is hanging in a tree of woe. After a while Starr breaks the hold and DNA flops off the top rope. Starr stands over the fallen DNA, and crushes his back to the floor, with a knee, and the twists DNA's head in a cruel submission. To make it worse this lasts for a time longer than it should, but DNA is too resilient. Starr converts this submission to a camel clutch; it all looks too grim for the struggling DNA.)

Brutus: Starr has turned the tide of this one.

Jimmy Rollings: Starr could get the win here by submission!

Brutus: We can only hope DNA does not get too head strong, Starr will break his back!

(Starr wears down DNA as much as humanly possible, and still the tenacious DNA refuses to give up. In annoyance Starr lets DNA fall forward. Starr drags DNA to the centre of the ring, and attempts another figure 4 leg lock. Just as he is about to put his leg over DNA's to complete the hold DNA rolls him up in a pin fall!)

Ref: 1

2

Kick out (Just barely)

(Starr is shocked but can do nothing to stop DNA from raining blows down on him. Now in a violent fervor DNA executes a succession of power slams one after the other, and then nails Starr with a kick to the gut when he stands up after the third power slam. DNA signals for his finisher, but a struggling Starr resorts to trying to lift DNA. Worried DNA lifts him quickly in a power bomb and Starr is left as a crumpled heap in the centre of the ring. DNA hooks the flailing legs of Starr.)

Ref: 1

2

Kick out!

(Starr stands and DNA bulldogs him to the canvas. Struggling Starr uses the ropes to stand, and is thrown back in a German Suplex by DNA. Starr ricochets of the mat and flips over to his front. DNA now stoops to pick Starr up, but Starr seems to be clutching something, while he lies there, a faint twitch is all that DNA can see. As DNA moves in closer, he receives a blow that echoes around the arena. DNA falls backwards and thuds against the mat. Starr crawls over to DNA and hooks the leg. The Referee seems oblivious to the slight of hand just performed by Danny Starr, who has tucked the brass knuckles back into his ring attire.)

Ref: 1

2

3

The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen, You're winner, Danny Starr!

(But Danny Starr is not finished with DNA and he begins to attack DNA with the brass knuckles as DNA lies flat out on the canvas. Starr does not stop pummelling DNA! In a rage he continues, until he draws blood. Starr makes sure DNA is unable to defend himself, and then collects a microphone from ringside.)

Danny Starr: Razor! I may have taken a beating tonight....but look who's knocked out and bleeding....It aint Danny Starr!

(Starr picks up DNA's head and sticks it into the camera....)

DS: Razor my boy, this party is just beginning! Starr is coming for you boy!!!!

(With this Starr drops DNA to the ground and just exits the ring....)

Jimmy Rollings: That's no way to celebrate a victory!

Brutus: But it's a perfect way to send a message to Razor!

(Tommy Contour is seen flipping out backstage. Quentin sneaks up behind him and he hits him with a kick to the back. Tommy turns around and Quentin simply flips him off. Before Tommy can charge, Silas comes running and he nails Tommy in the back of the knee with a lead pipe, Nancy Kerrigan style.)

Silas: Finally, a Director’s Cut we can be proud of.

(Tommy holds his knee in pain as Silas gives him one more whack in the knee. Quentin and Silas walk off triumphant..)

Jimmy: WOW! They got both Directors in one night! These guys are definitely up for the challenge!

Brutus: Cowards!

Jimmy: No, this is called karma coming back to bite those two bullies in the ass.

Brutus: Oh great, now they have YOU calling them bullies!!

[A.D.I.D.A.S by KoRn hits the P.A. and out walks the President of IEW Matt Rison with a usual cocky grin on his face the vocals of Jon Davis belt out "ALL DAY I DREAM ABOUT SEX ALL DAY I DREAM ABOUT FUC*ING". Matt Rison hits the ring and calls for a mic he looks at the fans with almost a look of disgust as he speaks.

Matt Rison: 4 days ago in my office a dorky little delivery guy with a name tag saying P.Rick came to my office with a delivery from a unknown person, this delivery happened to be a video cassette. On this videocassette was a wrestler who claims to be arriving here tonight that wrestler is called Nitrus.

*some of the fans who must have heard of Nitrus in the past start cheering and start a chant of "NITRUS NITRUS NITRUS NITRUS"*

Matt Rison: SHUT THE HELL UP IN TRYING TO SPEAK...

*Fans chant event louder now "NITRUS NITRUS NITRUS" just to piss Rison off some fans even start a chant of "RISON SUCKS RISON SUCKS"*

Matt Rison: TO HELL WITH YOU IM MATT RISON AND YOU WILL SHOW ME THE RESPECT I DESERVE GOD DAMMIT... NITRUS if your back there than I know you can hear me you want to be all secretive and just give me a personal showing well screw you Nitrus ill show all these fans what a freak you are sitting in your piss hole room with a crappy video camera to record your so called "warning". Roll the damn footage I gave you.

*Rison looks up to the big screen and the footage starts rolling, its the video Nitrus sent to Rison 4 days ago Nitrus is being shown to the IEW fan for the first damn and reaction is pretty good another chant of "NITRUS NITRUS NITRUS NITRUS" starts but this time its getting a little louder, once the footage has stopped Rison starts speaking again*

Matt Rison: So now you see him Nitrus in all his green and black crappy glory well ill give you one better than that I’m now demanding that you get your ass out here Nitrus I know full well that your back there all alone listening to this come on get your ass out here.

*Every set of eyes in the arena is locked onto the ramp entrance hoping that Nitrus is going to show up*

Matt Rison: hahaha just like I thought Nitrus you back there but your obviously to chicken sh...

*The lights in the arena go out the green light flashes on and off all round the arena before focusing on the ring "Lets Go To War by The Murderdolls" is blasting over the P/A system and on the line of "hey stupid don’t suck your thumb" Nitrus finally appears at the entrance the roar of this capacity crowd is absolutely deafening and there is every single person in the arena with the loudest chant of "NITRUS NITRUS NITRUS" ever heard. Nitrus raises his hands to the crowd and begins a slow and steady walk down the ramp way never taking his eyes of Matt Rison, he circles the ring the full 360* and slides in under the bottom rope he walks up to Rison and just looks him dead in the eye. Nitrus raises his right hand and does a cut signal with it ending the flashing lights and the music. Nitrus is right in Risons face now literally nose to nose with him never taking his eyes from rison Nitrus raises the mic to his lips*

Nitrus:SHH

Matt Rison: who the he...

Nitrus: DO YOU HAVE BLOCKED EARS HUCKLEBERRY I SAID SHH, these fans have heard more then enough out of that gaping hole in the middle of your face.

*Matt Rison has a shocked look on his face and starts giving the fans dirty looks when they start a chant of "HUC-KLE-BERRY clap clap clap clap HUC-KLE-BERRY clap clap clap clap"

Nitrus: Rison you dumb ass look at you giving people dirty looks with that little dopey ass grimace and your funky yellow little teeth god damn junior when did you last use a toothbrush you know I got one word for you "DENTIST".

*Matt Risons face is going a dark shade of red through anger now*

Nitrus:OK OK OK ill quit with the small talk... Rison you come out here calling me names and trying to embarrass me, you try and make me look bad but hell you know what the only bad thing I see in this great company is your yellow toothed spineless huckleberry ass. Ive been watching you slowly sucking this company dry over a period of time and now u try and make me the bad guy well SCREW THAT you thought I wasn’t gonna come out NUH UH one thing Nitrus isn’t is a coward. Ive been in the ring and damn near had 7 shades of shit kicked outta my ass but ive never backed down from no one, and you think I’m gonna back away from you? you think id break my promise? you were dumb enough to think I wouldn’t come out?. Rison you need to open those beady little eyes of yours and see the bigger picture no one cares what you have to say or what in the hell you think, your about as useful as a fly buzzing round a horse crap.

*Matt Rison grabs the mic from Nitrus looks him in the eye and looks round at the fans*

Matt Rison: Just who in the hell do you think you are, you come on my show uninvited hell your not even a part of this company yet so what in the hell gives you the right to speak to me like that huh?

*Nitrus grabs Risons hand and pulls it up so the mic is at Nitrus lips*

Nitrus:BECAUSE IM JUST DOING WHAT EVERYONE ELSE WANTS TO DO AND THATS TO SHUT YOUR GOD DAMN MOUTH UP.

*Rison backs away a little pulling his hand back*

Matt Rison: hmmmm Nitrus I’m a reasonable man and ive just had a thought ill offer you a contract... for one simple reason I want to see you beaten I want to see blood steaming down the disgusting face of yours I want to end your career once and for all and believe me you cocky son of a bitch I will make it happen and do you know why? ... BECAUSE IM MATT RISON AND I CAN DO WHATEVER THE HELL I WANT.

*Nitrus has a sick looking smile on his face and nods at what Rison is saying he snatches the mic back and says*

Nitrus:Rison you can put me in the ring with whoever the hell you want to it doesn’t matter one tiny bit to me, but know this one thing when I’m through with all your little attempts at trying to hurt me when everything is clear when you least expect it I’m coming for you.

*Nitrus Throws the mic back at Rison and gives him the middle finger and slides out of the ring underneath the bottom rope and makes his way backstage to the sound of "Lets go to War" by The Murderdolls. Leaving Rison standing in the ring talking to himself with a look of rage in his eyes. Matt Rison just puts the mic but up to his mouth and begins to talk.]

Matt Rison: You know something Nitrus, you just reminded me of a certain insubordinate athlete who just like you feels he can do whatever he feels like in this place. That athlete with a disrespect for authority is none other than Rizzo. And that is why tonight, he is going to get to feel first hand what insubbordination feels like, as tonight his tag team partner will be none other than Bengal Supreme.

[The crowd boos Matt Rison.]

Matt Rison: Thats right ladies and gentlemen. Tonight in this very ring, Rizzo will be teaming up with the man who holds the record in the pro wrestling hall of shame for the longest series of consecutive no show appearances.

Brutus: Who he forgets to mention has a smaller fan club than Rison has a...

Rollings: PLEASE!!! This is family television for crying out loud.

Matt Rison: Now with Rizzo aside, theres still another certain someone that I need to address. I mean, yes, Scott S is undefeated and is now the Extreme Champion. But who does he think he is demanding me to rid all paramedics from this building? And since I like risks I will not let you have what you want. There will be paramedics in the halls at all times. Wait I think im going to have three times the amount of paramedics in the building. How do you like that Scott? HUH?!? Don't like that much do ya? You gotta learn in life you don't get what you like but instead you get what's right. You see im not gonna risk the health of the rest of our athletes just cause a crazy dumbass like you. Now I see you said that if I don't comply with the demands I will just have to see what happens. Well I am here, I didn't comply, I would like to see. RIGHT NOW!

[Rison stops talking and waits for something to happen. He waits for a few more seconds and nothing happens. He begins to talk again.]

Rison: I thought so. Your probably rocking back and forth in a dark corner or something right now. I knew you wouldn't have the ability...

[Before he can say another word the lights in the arena go out and nothing in visible. The lights stay out for about 8 seconds then they come back on very slowly. You see Scott standing above a fallen and bloody Matt Rison. The camera zooms up to Scott's right hand and he is holding a bloody straight razor. He leans down and picks up the microphone next to Rison's bloody forehead. Scott stands up and puts the mic to his mouth and begins to talk.]

SCOTT: Well Rison, it looks like your life is now in the hands that are bigger than yours.

[With that Scott just drops the mic next to Rison's limp body. Meanwhile paramedics make their way down the ring aisle. The paramedics surround the ring and stay away from Scott as he makes his way out of the ring and to the locker room. The paramedics move fast into the ring and begin to work on Matt Rison.]

Rollings: He just slashed Matt Rison!!!

Brutus: And you're not congratulating him?! Whats wrong with you?!

(The camera pans backstage. We can see many crew men until we reach a locker room which has "Scott S" written on it. The camera shows it for a few seconds until Bakuryu blasts the door from the inside and storms off running with a bag. The camera looks inside the locker room and we can see that where Scott’s stuff should be, there is absolutely nothing.)

JR: That was... weird.

BB: That was Bakuryu. Therefore, that was weird.

JR: I wonder what he’s gonna do with Scott’s stuff...

The Mic: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first, they weigh in at a combined 393 pounds... they are Terrence Parker and Sgt. Underdogg.... The Dog Pac!!!

[“The Seed 2.0” plays as Underdogg and parker emerge from the back. Both men make their way to the ring. They slide in and pose for the crowd. Terrence removes his jacket and the two wait for their opponents.]

The Mic: And their opponents weigh in at a combined 390 pounds. Here are Quentin Archdeacon III and Silas Gugenheim... The Geeks Unleashed!!

["Through Being Cool" by Devo stars. The lights flash red, yellow and blue as Quentin and Silas emerge. They walk to the ring slowly while Silas taunts the crowd with his sword. They slide into the ring and Quentin just stands in the ring with his head hanging as Silas goes post to post, posing with his sword. As they turn their backs The dog Pac attacks them, forcing the ref to start the match.]

Brutus: These Geeks are going to going to get the wedgies of their lives!

Jimmy: Never underestimate the power of a Geek.

*Terrence works on Silas as Underdogg lays the boots to Silas. Terrence backs Quentin into the corner and he connects with a bunch of rights. Meanwhile, the ref forces Underdogg out of the ring. Silas rolls out of the ring and he gets to his corner as Parker takes Quentin down with a vertical suplex. Parker lifts Quentin up and he executes a snapmare, leaving Quentin sitting up. Parker bounces off the ropes and he takes Quentin down with a low dropkick to the face. Parker covers.*

1...

Jimmy: Not quite a 2 count, but this isn’t the kind of start the Geeks need.

Brutus: You expected them to put up a fight? They’re friggin geeks!

*Terrence lifts Quentin up and he tags in Underdogg. They double whip him into the ropes and DP slams Quentin to the mat with a double flapjack. Underdogg covers as Terrence exits.*

1...

2..

Silas runs in and breaks the count with a boot.

Jimmy: Good save by Silas, but I don’t think Quentin’s going to be able to take much more of this.

* Underdogg get up and he chases Silas to his corner. The ref restrains Underdogg from getting to Silas as Quentin rises to his feet. Underdogg turns around and Quentin connects with a standing dropkick. Quentin and Underdogg both stand up but Quentin is quick to attack with a flurry of bitchslaps. Quentin whips Underdogg into the ropes and he takes Underdogg down with a back body drop. Quentin tags in Silas. Silas and Quentin lift Underdogg up and they execute a double whiplash powerbomb. Silas covers.*

1....

2...

Brutus: Damn, these Geeks are pissed, but Underdogg is too much for them to keep down.

*Silas lifts Underdogg up to his feet and he gouges the eyes. Silas whips Underdogg into the ropes where Parker makes a blind tag. Silas takes Underdogg down with a jumping butt check but just as he lands on his feet Parker levels him with a clothesline. Parker lifts Silas up and he drops him with a backbreaker. Terrence goes for the cover.*

1...

2...

thr NO!!

Jimmy: I don’t know how he did it, but he kicked out at the very last moment.

Brutus: As if his fat stomach wasn’t enough strain on his back, now he had a knee driven right into his spine!

*Parker picks Silas up but Silas breaths into his face. Parker stumbles back, holding his face. Parker leans over the ropes and pukes to the outside.*

Jimmy: I think someone needs to introduce Silas to Breath Assure.

*Parker turns around and Silas takes him down with a spear. Silas lifts Terrence up and he drags TP over to Quentin. Silas tags in Quentin and both men lay the boots to Parker in the corner. Quentin and Silas lift Terrence up and the sit him up on the top rope. Both men execute a top rope superplex on Parker. Quentin covers as Silas exits the ring.*

1...

2...

thr NO!!

Brutus: WOW! That would have been there if Parker hadn’t put his foot on the rope!

Jimmy: Very true! That was quite an impressive move. I believe they call it The Buzzer. In fact, both teams seem to be working together pretty well tonight.

*Quentin gets to his feet and he starts scratching and clawing at Terrence. Underdogg rushes into the ring and he attacks Quentin, Silas runs in and he takes Underdogg out with a clothesline over the top rope. Silas turns around and Quentin whips him into the ropes. Silas takes Parker down with a back elbow as Quentin makes his way to the top. Silas lifts Parker u pas Quentin reaches the top, and then they execute a spiked piledriver.*

Brutus: I think the Geeks just got some Retribution!!!

*Quentin goes for the cover as Silas watches for Underdogg.*

1...

2...

3!!

(DING DING!)

The Mic: The winners of this match.. The Geeks Unleashed!!!

Brutus: Damn, I’m glad I didn’t bet on this match.

Jimmy: The Geeks really showed guts tonight, and they earned that win the hard way. I only wonder if they have what it takes to compete with an accomplished team like the Directors.

Brutus: Time will tell my friend. But my gut instinct and my magic 8-ball both say it’s not likely.

Jimmy: Anyway, we must get this show moving along.

(The camera opens with Bakuryu on the top of a ladder, standing fiercely. He is like a statue, not moving an inch.)

JR: What’s he doing there?

BB: Being himself.

(Someone from outside the camera frame yells him that it’s on and he suddenly begins to move, still pretty proud of himself.)

Bakuryu: This is a ladder. When you climb its steps, you are higher than on the ground.. That is unless you put the ladder in a hole. And when you are higher than the ground, you can jump off and break a lot of things, like bones for example.

(Bakuryu has both feet on the last step and starts turning around, completely unaware of the danger that he is facing.)

Bakuryu: Unfortunately, I don’t have many occasions to climb ladders. I painted a house once. Wasn’t too thrilling if you ask me. But I realized, the Extreme title has been defended in many ladder matches. And Extreme title matches that are not ladder matches can also involve ladders. And Scott S has the Extreme title, which can be a prize in matches that involve ladders.

(Bakuryu smiles and stops turning around, and sits atop of it instead.)

Bakuryu: You may think I’m going nowhere, but I am going somewhere. You see someone brought to my attention that you can still get paid for doing nothing while you’re injured. But since I don’t want to injure myself, I wanted someone to do it for me. Extreme Title, Scott S, ladders, you see where I’m going right? Because I am Extreme. I am almost as extreme as the last x-treme brand jell-o that came out. More extreme than the Doritos from two years ago. Every dairy product that has x-treme written on it cannot even compare itself to me!

That’s right, I’m challenging Scott S to a match for his Extreme Title, and I’d like ladders to be involved. And here—

(Then, Bakuryu’s nose starts bleeding.)

Bakuryu: Ah f*ck!

JR: HA! Look at him!

BB: So THAT’s that chronic nosebleed he was talking about!

(Bakuryu pinches his nose and climbs down the ladder with one hand. He grabs Scott S’s stuff and goes near a port-a-john.)

Bakuryu: *while holding his nose* Scott S, unfortunately seems to be a little uncaring about everything this time around. That’s why I’m gonna check if he’s XTREME enough to hold the title of the same name, in a federation that has the word in its name. Scott S, I will dump your stuff in the port-o-john. Now you just gotta get it back, and let me tell you that’s the only toilet anywhere around, so a LOT of people have done their duties in there. I even think Rison let off some steam in there this afternoon. Well I’m off to a toilet to clean the goddamn blood. See ya.

(Bakuryu releases his nose and blood is flowing down as he storms off, with the camera fading back to Jimmy and Brutus.)

JR: He’s so... special.

BB: But he knows how to get your attention!

*Jake Jones is standing outside Rizzo’s lockerroom with a mic in hand. Rizzo emerges from his lockerroom and Jake stopshim.*

JJ: Rizzo, hey there. What are your thoughts on Bengal Supreme being named your tag partner tonight?

Rizzo: Well, it’s BS if you ask me. *Winks* Anyway, I’m a little surprised Rison had enough honor to give me a partner, but he gave me one that’s sub par at best. It doesn’t matter though. Parter or not, this a handicapped match, and it ain’t me that’s handicapped.

*Rizzo walks off laughing as JJ shrugs at the camera. The scene switches back to the ring with introductions.*

The Mic: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest if scheduled for one fall in tag team competition.

[The lights go out. White lights flash with the opening chords and drums of "White Room" by Cream.]

The Mic: Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in at 233 pounds... RIZZO!!!

[Pyros blast with the solo snare shot and the arena gets flooded with multicolored lights as the lyrics & main riff kick in. Rizzo comes from the back making his way to the ring slowly and with a purpose.]

Rollings: Rizzo has been on Matt Rison's bad side for weeks.

Brutus: And win or lose Rison has always seemed to have the upper hand that he has become famous for.

Rollings: Maybe Rizzo will be able to turn things around tonight in this match.

Brutus: I hope so, I'm tired of seeing an honest hard working man being held down firmly by the fist of power.

[Rizzo enters the ring and stares back at the entrance ramp. The lights dim, and an orange glow shines from the aisle way. The song 'Valley of the Dammed' plays By Dragon Force.]

The Mic: And his partner, weighing in at 180 pounds...BENGAL SUPREME!!!

[The lights continue to glow as noone walks out. Rizzo shakes his head up and down mouthing something along the lines of "I knew that boy was chicken s**t."]

Brutus: I knew this was going to happen.

Rollings: And Matt Rison's tricks have payed off once again as Rizzo will have to claim his title shot by defeating both Magnum and Joe Phoenix in a handicap match.

Brutus: Magnum beat three other people just to get that title. You know good and well hes not going to fall to just one when he has someone aiding in the attack.

[The arena goes dark except for the Phoenix logo on the jumbotron. Injected's "Bloodspoon" plays over the p.a. system.]

Rollings: And their opponent, weighing in at 287 pounds...JOE PHOENIX!!!

[Flames shoot up at the top of the entrance ramp as Joe Phoenix slowly accends from the flames. The fire slowly burns out as the lights come up over the arena and Joe Phoenix begins walking down to the ring. He stops short of the ring just looking at Rizzo with an ear to ear grin as "St Anger" by Metallica raises the arena's decible level.]

The Mic: And his partner, weighing in at 318 pounds. He is the IEW World Heavyweight Champion... MAGNUM!!!

[Magnum parts the curtains and walks down to the ring with the World Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder. He walks past Joe Phoenix keeping a firm eye on Rizzo as the ref holds Rizzo back from attacking.]

Rollings: You can see the tension between these men.

Brutus: Well if you had been cheated of the title as much as Rizzo has you'd be feeling it too.

***DING***DING***DING***

[Rizzo and Magnum start out the match with Joe Phoenix on the apron. Rizzo begins unleashing his fury on Magnum with a series of punches and forearms knocking him back into the ropes before sending him running across the ring to the other side. Rizzo runs to meet Magnum mid-ring and Magnum goes for a clothesline, but Rizzo drops down to the apron and trips up Magnum with a drag toe hold before getting on top of Magnum's back and pulling back on his arms while he stands with one foot in the middle of Magnum's back.]

Rollings: Rizzo is unleashing his rage on the World Champion in what has turned out to be a handicap matchup.

Brutus: Rizzo is showing the World Champ why he deserves the gold. You don't think that surfboard hurts do you?

Rollings: I'm sure the way Magnum is screaming right now that Rizzo has found something to play with for the duration of the evening.

[Joe Phoenix enters the ring and shoves Rizzo onto his back releasing the submission hold on his tag partner. The ref is quick to intervene by sending Joe Phoenix back to his corner. Magnum tries to get back to his feet as Rizzo rolls forward pushing him back face down on the mat. Rizzo then grabs Magnum for a hammerlock and then manages to hook at headlock before pulling back and somehow getting both of them onto their feet. Rizzo them flips Magnum over him with a suplex landing Magnum face first on the apron. Magnum manages to get back to his feet and runs at Rizzo. Rizzo scoops him up and spins him around into a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker before shoving him off onto the mat and heading to the corner and up the turnbuckles.]

Rollings: Rizzo looks like he's going to take this match single handedly.

Brutus: I bet Rison is going to be pissed about that.

[Rizzo is purched on the top turnbuckle as Joe Phoenix runs over on the apron and grabs his leg. Rizzo kicks him off and then jumps off with a picture perfect moonsault hitting Magnum across his raised knees. Rizzo rolls around in pain.]

Rollings: Magnum appears to now have the upperhand after defusing Rizzo's attack.

Brutus: Do you think we could get away from all the hand comments? Someone might think Matt Rison is calling the match.

[Magnum and Rizzo get to their feet at about the same time. Rizzo begins throwing punches into Magnum's midsection, but Magnum manages to send Rizzo into the ropes and in return connects with a vicious clothesline appearing to nearly decapitate the would be contender. Rizzo gets to his feet appearing to be slightly dazed, and Magnum hoists him up before dropping him face first on the turnbuckle with a snakeeyes dazing Rizzo up even more. And as Rizzo staggers around, Magnum slaps his hand onto Rizzo's neck before lifting him off of the ground and sending him back to the mat with a chokeslam. Magnum is now climbing the turnbuckles up.]

Rollings: The World Champion is taking no prisoners tonight as he is handing Rizzo the beating of his life.

Brutus: And along with that beating you can bet Matt Rison is enjoying every bit of brutality these two can hand out to each other.

[Magnum just gets purched on the top turnbuckle as "Valley of the Damned" by Dragonforce hits the speakers as Bengal Supreme's entrance begins to play. Magnum is distracted by the still empty entrance area as Rizzo takes the initiative and grabs the top rope forcing Magnum to fall groin first onto the top turnbuckle. Rizzo falls down to the second rope just laying there as Joe Phoenix enters the ring and begins laying the boots on Rizzo.]

Rollings: Rizzo can't seem to get a stroke of luck no matter how hard he tries.

Brutus: But you've got to give Rizzo a hand for one thing. He's at least trying to win unlike the dishonorable Bengal Supreme.

[The ref gets between Joe Phoenix and Rizzo forcing Phoenix back into his corner as Magnum finally falls off of the turnbuckle into the ring. Phoenix goes through the ropes and reaches over for a tag as Magnum crawls over towards his corner. Rizzo begins to get to his feet right as Joe Phoenix tags in. Joe Phoenix comes into the ring and nails Rizzo with a flurry of high kicks which he follows up with a sidewalk slam on the dazed Rizzo. Joe Phoenix hits an elbow drop from inside the ring for extra measure as he then begins to drag Rizzo to the corner.]

Rollings: Is it just me or is Joe Phoenix starting to really come around?

Brutus: Without a doubt, Phoenix is one of the best rookies the IEW has hands down.

[Joe Phoenix sits Rizzo on the top turnbuckle, carefully placing Rizzo's legs on the outside of the ropes. Joe Phoenix then climbs onto the second turnbuckle and hoists Rizzo up into the air before spinning around into the ring dropping Rizzo to the mat with a jackhammer while keeping his feet hooked on the second rope for leverage as he holds on for a pin.]

1!!!

[Bengal Supreme begins running out of the backstage area.]

2!!!

[Bengal Supreme is at the apron.]

Rollings: 3!!! NO!!! Bengal Supreme grabbed the ref and pulled him out of the ring just in time!!!

Brutus: And all this time I thought Bengal Supreme and Rizzo didn't get along.

Rollings: I guess we were both wrong.

Brutus: I guess Rison is more right than we thought.

[Magnum runs down the apron and jumps off nailing Bengal Supreme with a flying clothesline. Magnum then lifts Bengal Supreme up before giving him a diamond cutter onto the padded concrete. Magnum then goes around the ring to the bell table where he grabs the IEW World Heavyweight Title.]

Rollings: Magnum just got his hands on the title belt.

Brutus: It looks like Rizzo is about to be in a world of pain.

[Back inside the ring, Rizzo is on his feet now and has Joe Phoenix in an armbar. Magnum slides into the ring behind him and begins to charge over with the title, but just as he gets there Rizzo looks over his shoulder catching a glimpse of Magnum and ducking just in time for Magnum to lay out his own partner with the title belt. Rizzo then clotheslines Magnum over the top rope to the outside. Bengal Supreme sees this and gets back to his feet.]

Brutus: Let this be a lesson folks. Never get your hands on something that can be detrimental to your health.

Rollings: That could not be better said. The fatal mistake has been made. Now can Rizzo use this opportunity to capitalize on the win?

[Rizzo stands up eyeing Bengal Supreme as he climbs up the apron and onto the turnbuckle. Rizzo signals for his finisher as Bengal Supreme jumps off the turnbuckle with an elbow drop onto Magnum outside the ring landing his elbow square in Magnum's chest. Rizzo then lifts up Joe Phoenix with a bridged double armbar as Bengal Supreme wraps Magnum's legs up in a texas cloverleaf.]

Rollings: Both Magnum and Phoenix are in submission holds.

Brutus: And Phoenix is nowhere near the ropes.

Rollings: Joe Phoenix is saying he quits.

***DING***DING***DING***

Rollings: And just like that Rizzo has a World Title shot coming at the upcoming pay per view.

Brutus: Only time is keeping Rizzo's hands off the gold now.

[Bengal Supreme climbs into the ring to celebrate with Rizzo. Rizzo doesn't take too kindly to it and backs Bengal Supreme back into one of the corners. Rizzo rares back ready to whail into Bengal Supreme as Bengal begs off and reaches up around his head and begins to loosen his mask and remove it.]

Rollings: ITS "MILLENIUM" MORRIS FOXX!!!

Brutus: Foxx was Bengal Supreme?! Now thats a new one for me.

Rollings: Morris Foxx has made his return to the IEW. Who would've thought he'd be dressed like Bengal Supreme?

Brutus: Definately not me. My only concern is whose outdated Halloween is that?

Rolling: Knowing you it could be your girlfriends.

Brutus: HA HA HA!!! Very funny. Sad thing is you're probably right.

Rolling: And with that said, its now time for our main event.

Brutus: I can't wait. Just the thought of seeing Khrystal Walker wearing gold at the end of the night has me really pumped up.

The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight’s Main Event is for the IEW Intercontinental Championship! First making her way to the ring, she is the challenger weighing in at 275lbs! The One Bitch Army Khrystal Walker!

*"Trouble" by Pink plays on the PA. Khrystal is sitting in the Big Pink, her semi truck wrecker. She is driving, as a map of the world is superimposed. A picture of her wrecker is followed by a red line as she drives over the world. Highlights of her career are interposed, as are training shots of her lifting godawful amounts of weight. She stops the truck and gets out. She slams the door, and after an onstage explosion, she appears on the stage, dressed and ready to fight.*

Brutus: She’s certainly a beast!

The Mic: Her opponent, he is the IEW Intercontinental Champion, hailing from Kirkcaldy Scotland and weighing in at 130lbs! EG Mackie!

[The arena lights flicker and a solemn atmosphere is created as 'The song of the Volga Boatmen' plays slowly, volume increasing as upon the titantron images are shown. The images seem to be in black and white, like old movie footage, and the film has been placed erratically like someone has tried to fit the film together in a hurry. The images consist of cost lines and beaches, and then all is changed when a single eye appears and stares forward. The eye is all that is seen on the screen, but within the pupil there spins an hypnotic symbol. A black `M spins counter clockwise within a silver circle spinning clockwise, with an almost alluring effect. But it does not stay long as the eye closes and from there E.G Mackie walks out onto the stage and makes his way down to the ring. As he walks the images change to phrases, that look like they have been scratched into the film. Phrases such as 'Kill the ego' and 'Don't wake him up' and of course 'Euan is Good' E.G Mackie walks slowly down to the ring and he looks around at the crowd, and upon entering the ring he climbs the turnbuckle and surveys the crowd, with a quick personal celebration, in which he raises both arms with his hands outstretched. He leaves the turnbuckle and grins foolishly as his music trails off. He remains leaning on the ropes at the turnbuckle, waiting, patiently.]

The Mic: Introducing tonight’s guest commentator! He is the manager of Gulgamek, CC Charles Childs!

*The lights go out in the arena completely,For Whom The Bell Tolls kicks off,one the video screen a picture of a tall individual standing in front of a white light is shown.It appears gritty as if filmed on 8mm.AS the chorus kicks in,one bright white light shines out from the entranceway,the only light on in the entire arena,mist rises from both sides of the walkway. A smaller figure is seen in the bright light, again the lights come up to reveal Charles Childs smiling and carrying that dented chair. He makes his way down the aisle towards the ring. Mackie spots Childs, he stands on the second rope yelling at Childs as he reaches ringside. Childs only smiles and holds up the dented chair. Childs makes his way to the commentators table, placing the chair next to him he sit down next to Brutus. *

Childs: Good evening gentlemen! It’s such a pleasure being out here tonight!

Jimmy Rollins: And were so thrilled to have you!

Brutus: Mr Childs i feel so grateful that you are out here! I feel I can learn a lot from you!

Childs: As could many other mortals.....

DING! DING! DING!

* Mackie is still staring down Childs even though he is now seated at the table. Childs just stares back at him with a devilish grin on his face. Walker decides to take advantage of this and starts laying forearms across the back of Mackie. She irish whips Mackie and connects with a back body drop. Walker drops for a quick cover.......

1.........

2......NO!

Mackie kicks out.*

Jimmy Rollins: That was a close one, Walker looked like she wanted to end this thing quick.

Childs: See that’s what I’ve been saying all along about mortals especially Mr Mackie, he was too busy admiring me and he almost lost his title!

Brutus: You have a point there Mr Childs!

Jimmy Rollins: Oh please!

* Walker picks up Mackie and hits a body slam. She bounces off the ropes and lands a leg drop across Mackie’s chest. She picks Mackie up and irish whips him again, Walker tries again for another back body drop but Mackie sees it coming and leaps over her into a sunset flip for a cover......

1..........

2........NO!

Walker was able to kick out. Walker gets to her feet and charges at Mackie who side steps it, sending Walker’s face into the top turnbuckle. Mackie lays a few right hands onto the forehead of Walker, then drives his shoulder into her stomach. Mackie irish whips Walker and hits a beautiful dropkick. *

Jimmy Rollins: Well executed dropkick by the champion.

* Mackie picks Walker up and knees her in the gut, he then lays a few forearms to her back. Mackie bounces off the ropes and hits a swinging neck breaker. He covers.....

1........

2.......NO!

Walker again is able to kick out. Mackie then applies a chin lock on Walker, trying to wear his bigger opponent down some. *

Jimmy Rollins: Nice game plan by Mackie, try to suck the energy out of Khrystal Walker, sap her strong as well.

Brutus: Walker is strong but she is no Gulgamek, right Mr Childs?

Childs: Walker is the equivalent of a disturbed Rue Paul.

Brutus: *laughs* I love this guy!

* The ref is down in Walker’s face, seeing if she wishes to give or if she passes out whichever. Walker is still hanging in there as Mackie wrenches with the chin lock!*

Childs: Look at him, he thinks he has it all figured out. He doesn’t have a clue I’m telling ya!

Jimmy Rollins: Well he has guts Mr Childs, something I cant say about Gulgamek or yourself!

Childs: Mr Rollins I would be careful what you say, you are almost making me mad!

Jimmy Rollins: Well I think it’s pretty disgusting when last week, Mackie had Gulgamek beat only to receive a beating from that chair!

Childs: Far fromt he truth Mr Rollins. Far from the truth.

* Walker starts to build up strength. She fights her way to her knee, she lands an elbow to Mackie’s gut, and a second one. Mackie releases the hold, Walker bounces off the ropes and hits a flying clothesline. Walker irish whips Mackie and hits a massive powerslam. Walker covers.....

1.........

2.......NO!

Mackie is able to kick out. Walker has a look of disbelief. Walker picks up Mackie and hits a sidewalk slam. Khrystal then steps onto the apron, signals to the crowd as she climbs to the top. She leaps off attempting a splash, but Mackie rolls out of the way. Khrystal met nothing but mat. Mackie is able to roll back and cover Walker.....

1.........

2.........

3. NO!

At the last second Walker was able to throw her shoulder up out of desperation. Walker is still down, winded from missing the splash. Mackie takes advantage of this, he lays some boots into Walkers stomach. Mackie picks up Walker and throws her to the outside. Mackie slides out after her, he picks Walker up and rams her back against the steel ring post. *

Childs: See he has to use objects to his advantage.

Jimmy Rollins: Kinda like with that chair right?

* Mackie then slams Walkers head off the steel barricade. Mackie tries to irish whip Khrystal into the steel steps, but Khrystal reverses. Mackie’s back slams against the steel. Walker slowly picks up Mackie and rolls him back into the ring, Walker slides in after him. Walker picks Mackie up and hits a tilt a whirl back breaker. Mackie is down favoring his back. Walker quick to take advantage lays some boots onto Mackie’s spine. Walker drags Mackie to the center of the ring and she locks in a camel clutch. Mackie is slamming his boots into the mat. Walker cinches back with the hold, really working that hurt back of Mackie. *

Jimmy Rollins: Mackie could be in trouble, Walker has him in the middle of the ring.

Brutus: So Mr Childs, I was wondering since Mackie screwed Gulgamek out of his rightful World Title, what is he planning on doing after your eventually finished with Mackie?

Childs: Mackie has begun to pay the price for his actions against the both of us at Seattle Showdown. Gulgamek might not be in the World Title scene, where he should be at the moment, but that’s fine. We have no problem working our way back up. Especially if it means stomping out Mr Mackie there. Gulgamek will come back around again, when that happens all I have to say to the World Champ at that time is god help him.

Jimmy Rollins: Can we get back to the match now??

* The ref is now down in Mackie’s face, seeing if he wishes to give up. Mackie keeps replying no, he refuses to give up. Childs is looking on with a big smirk on his face, liking what he’s seeing. Knowing that Mackie simply refuses to give up, Walker releases the hold. Mackie is down face first on the mat, his hand across the small of his back. Walker drops a knee into the middle of Mackies back. Walker picks Mackie up and drops him across her knee with a backbreaker, she doesn’t release instead drops Mackie down a second time across her knee. Again she doesn’t release, she drops him across her knee a third time and then starts to bend Mackie across her knee. The ref again is in Mackie’s face checking on him.*

Childs: Its only a matter of time. If Mackie can’t get past Miss Walker here, how in the world does he ever expect to slay Gulgamek?

Brutus: It would be nearly impossible!

Jimmy Rollins: You two are made for each other you know that.

* Mackie again refuses to give up. He’s able to get his hand up and rake the eyes of Walker, causing her to release Mackie. Mackie slumps down, really favoring his back. Walker is trying to shake off the eye rake. Mackie slowly gets up as Walker turns around. Mackie trys to kick Walker in the gut but she catches his foot. Mackie then hits Walker in the back of the head with an insiguri kick. Walker goes down. Mackie is down as well. The ref begins to count.....

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2...........

3...........

4..........

Mackie crawls towards the ropes, Walker starts to slowly move.

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Mackie is able to suck in his strength and climb to his feet. He picks Walker up, he irish whips her an hits a flying forearm. Mackie picks Walker up and hits a suplex. He then hits a standing moonsault. He covers.......

1..........

2..........

3.NO!

Walker is able to kickout. Mackie irish whips Walker, and hits a drop kick to her knee. Walker is bouncing around grabbing her leg. Mackie bounces off the ropes to gain speed. Just as he runs back towards Walker, Khrystal almost takes his head off with the clothesline from Alaska.*

Jimmy Rollins: What a move by Walker, just when we thought Mackie as gaining some momentum she nearly decapitated him!

Childs: Marvelous.

* Walker rolls Mackie over and covers......

1............

2...........

3. NO!

Mackie kicked out. Walker can’t believe it, she complains of a slow count. Walker irish whips Mackie and nails a big boot. Walker drags Mackie to the corner. She then starts to climb the ropes, she stops at the second to stare out at the crowd. *

Jimmy Rollins: I believe we are about to see a Muff Dive!

* Walker reaches the top rope, she jumps off and lands on Mackies face. Walker covers.....

1...........

2...........

3.....NO!

Mackie was able to put his foot across the bottom rope, breaking up the pin.*

Jimmy Rollins: Again another close call by Walker, she is a hair lash away from winning the title!

Brutus: I hate to say this, but I hope so. What do you think Mr Childs?

Childs: As long as she leaves some for us. *smirks*

* Khrystal signals that she wants to end this thing, she sets Mackie up for The Shattered Khrystal Driver. She picks Mackie up into a stalled suplex....before she can finish the move Mackie slides down behind Walker. He spins Walker around and plants her with a DDT. Mackie covers.....

1...........

2...........

3..NO!

Walker somehow got her shoulder up.*

Jimmy Rollins: Another close call, this time with Mackie almost winning this thing!

* Mackie picks Walker up and lands a vicious chop across her chest, he then lands a few punches on her face. He pushes Walker into the corner, he irish whips her into the opposite corner. Walker hits hard, Mackie charges but Walker flips him onto the top turn buckle. Walker lands a few punches on Mackie, she climbs to the top as well to try a superplex. Mackie blocks it. He lands a few punches onto Walker. Mackie takes his boot and shoves Walker off the turnbuckle, she falls onto the mat hard. Mackie wastes no time. He stands up, leaps and hits The Unorthadoxide! *

Jimmy Rollins: That’s it Mackie hit it!

Brutus: Damn it!

Childs: You can not rely on others to do your job for you. That’s another lesson everyone must learn, obviously.

* Mackie covers......

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2..............

3..............

DING! DING! DING!

The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen your winner and still IEW Intercontinental Champion! EG Mackie!

* Mackie takes his title and raises it into the air. He climbs onto the second turn buckle and poses for the crowd. He looks down at Childs, points his finger at him then at his title and finally towards his chest. Childs just looks on unwavering.*

Jimmy Rollins: Mackie has once again defended his title in what was a very good, hard fought match! You have to give Khrystal Walker credit though. She came extremely close tonight to walking out of her with some gold.

Brutus: Oh shut up Rollins!

* In the ring, Walker has slowly gotten to her feet. She is somewhat disappointed. She extends her hand towards Mackie to shake. Mackie looks out to the crowd before shaking her hand. Walker then rolls out of the ring. Mackie stands in the middle of the ring watching her. Walker backs up the ramp waving to the crowd. All of a sudden from behind Walker come six dwarves carrying a hose. Walker turns around and they start soaking her with some sort of liquid.*

Jimmy Rollins: Walker is being drenched by the dwarves of EG Mackie!

Brutus: What the hell is that stuff?

Jimmy Rollins: Do you wanna find out Brutus?

* Mackie is in the ring enjoying every minute of it. Walker is soaked as the dwarves continue to spray her. *

Childs: If you gentlemen will excuse me, I must be getting back to the point I made earlier about doing stuff on your own!

* Childs drops the headset and picks up the dented chair.*

Jimmy Rollins: Wait a minute! What in the hell is Charles Childs doing?!?

* Mackie has his back turned to Childs who slides into the ring with the chair. Childs raises the chair as if to once again crack Mackie with it. Mackie still has no idea Childs is behind him. As Childs finally goes to bring the chair down, Mackie drops to the mat as the dwarves turn the hose on Childs from ringside. Child is getting soaked now too as he drops the chair.*

Jimmy Rollins: The dwarves are soaking Childs!

Brutus: That is nothing something you do to such a dignified man like Mr Childs!

* Childs is soaked in the ring, as he slips and falls the hose is still spraying onto him. Mackie is loving every minute of it. The dwarves turn off the hose as Mackie squats down into Childs face, taunting him. Childs cant get up because he keeps slipping down.*

Brutus: That smells like....whiskey!

Jimmy Rollins: EG Mackie and his dwarves have soaked Khrystal Walker and Charles Childs with whiskey! This is unbelievable!

* While Mackie is taunting Childs in the ring, the dwarves have brought out a golden podium. Mackie backs up and slides out of the ring. All the while staring down Childs who is down, soaked in whiskey in the ring. Mackie mounts the podium as the dwarves slowly march him to the back. *

Jimmy Rollins: EG Mackie has gotten a measure of revenge tonight, Child is in the ring soaked with whiskey! What is going to happen next week! This is Jimmy Rollins along with Brutus saying good night folks.

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