Ray Clement: Hello one and all from Denver Colorado, I give you a hearty welcome. There is a lot on the card tonight, but first…… (He trails off as something interrupts him.)

(Less than nothing by the "Demon Hunters" plays as Driz makes his way to the stage...Dressed in a black suit, he is welcomed by a mixture of cheers and boos. Slowly making his way down the ramp and into the ring, Driz requests a mic and receives one as he circles the ring, as he begins to speak.)

Ray Clement: "These fans do not know how to respond to the big man. Would you? Mr. Holier than thou's been stirring it up as of late."

Driz: "Now Now... before any of you go and get your Panties in a knot both backstage and those of you who so quickly turned away from me, I want to make a few things clear tonight. First, I want to assure each and everyone of you fans here in attendance tonight and those of you around the world. That I am the same Steve Drisdelle that I have always been, my faith has always been a big part of my life, and I have readily shared it with many people backstage and around the world. But because I now come out here and profess publicly... What is wrong with this picture? Had I stood here saying I like to sacrifice squirrels and bunny rabbits and dance around their corpses naked and chanting to the trees it would have been fine... But no I stood up for what I believe in, and if that makes you hate me... Then Hate Me!

Ray Clement: "Driz pouring his heart out and making a valid point."

Driz: "Secondly, Standing here tonight I am amazed by the aneurisms that half the locker room had here this week, Seems freaks from all shades of the rainbow, ranted, snorted, pissed, and moaned using every little arrow in their quiver trying to shoot holes in Driz's faith... (Laughs) Gee if I got that much attention just professing my faith, Imagine the uproar I will get when I thank the Lord for giving me the World Title! (Most of the crowd cheers for Driz...) But that is still to come. But in response to the Fake BMX'ers and to the cult of personality and to anyone else who wants to discredit my faith... TALK TO ME! Like I offered Tommy Contour, if any of you want to talk, take the walk down that little ramp, face me here and we will talk. Don’t want to talk? Then we can take the opportunity to shake it up! But I promise you, None of you make me feel this way, and none of you will make me run away, you cannot change my chemistry... and you will never change the feeling I have inside of me, you can never fill these shoes... AND I REFUSE TO BE MOVED... SO LAUGH IF THAT MAKES ME ORDINARY."

(Driz drops the mic in the middle of the ring and begins to walk around, as 'Less Than Nothing' Begins to play again... The crowd returns to its cheers and boos, as Driz Climbs to the top turn buckle and raises his hands in contempt.)

Ray Clement: Ok, so what do we do now, we’ve got something of a religious activist on our hands. He’s going to have to get out of there, he’s got a match tonight, and we have a match to begin.

(Arena Security watch as Driz awaits a response. Moments with no result makes the edgy Security member motion to the big man to leave the ring. Now it is apparent, the wait is in Vain, Driz slowly, takes his leave. Ray Clement is in our screens once again.)

Ray Clement: Well, I was going to mention, before that, that we have a nice collection of matches tonight, our main event being Boca Del Inferno & Bakuryu Vs Rizzo & Rage. Exult the undeserving, an IEW policy. First of all how ever, we have a brilliant opening contest. A debuting star is set to lock horns with a returning one, The Lynx Vs The Falcon. Almost an ancient parable, well not quite.

The Mic: This opening contest scheduled for one fall is a singles contest. First of all, coming down the aisle, making her Debut in IEW, standing at 5’8 and weighing 148ibs, The Lynx!

('Sick' by Lillix plays with a modified three second intro, smoke rises from both sides of ramp. A blaze of dazzling pyrotechnics soon follows as she runs down the stage and to the ring.)

Ray Clement: A newcomer here in IEW, can she bring the good tonight against the merciless Falcon?

The Mic: And her opponent, standing at 6’2, weighing 235ibs, Reality’s Own, The Falcon!!!!

(The Reality countdown begins to play on the Jumbotron and as it reaches zero an enormous explosion erupts on the stage. Then ‘What you see is what you get’ by Xzibit & Sevendust is played on the p.a. system. Then out walks The Falcon. He then slowly makes his way down the ramp way with a cocky smirk on his face and then slowly enters the ring. he then jumps on the top turnbuckle just glancing at the crowd a bit then jumps off.)

Ray Clement: The Falcon is back! And he’s got an opportunity to show us tonight how much he has improved. And it looks like Shane Stevenson is the referee for this contest.

(With the bell, Falcon waits before throwing himself into the match. Lynx eyes him, ready to strike, but Falcon’s cockiness seems to have the arena in a storm of contempt. He basks in the glory of an arena with its eyes on him. Lynx is momentarily distracted, this is the opening the cocky Falcon waits for, as he mows her down to the canvas with a thug like shoulder block. As Lynx rolls on the canvas in pain and shock, Falcon gets down to one knee and flexes, showing his physique has been well maintained, and improved.)

Ray Clement: The Falcon has come back with a vengeance and, my god he knows it! He’s got the advantage here against his smaller opponent, but don’t let that difference fool you!

(Lynx certainly won’t let the Falcon embarrass her on her Debut, and she leaps high as he poses, and kicks him in the back of the head! The kick sends Falcon to the outside, as Lynx receives a cheer for her efforts. While Falcon regroups on the outside, Lynx takes a leap! Falcon turns to see Lynx jump over the ropes and cross body him to the ground! The crowd gives another cheer, but as Lynx stands, so does Falcon, and he’s by no means a happy man. A Kick to the gut of Lynx allows Falcon to position her for a power bomb. With no mercy for this smaller opponent Falcon slams her on the outside. Shane has only got to the 5 count.)

Ray Clement: Oh! The Falcon is not holding back tonight, but this is un-relentless! That woman has the height and weight disadvantage, and he knows it!

(Falcon throws Lynx into the ring, and she stays grounded. Falcon takes a moment to check that she isn’t moving, and he climbs the turnbuckle, and as Lynx stands Falcon leaps into the air, and executes the Falcon Dive! Lynx falls to the canvas, and Falcon hooks her legs for the pin.)

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Ray Clement: What a woman! She’s not out yet! Lady Lynx!

(Falcon is very displeased, the match not as easy as he had first thought. A standing Lynx is caught in a full nelson. Falcon grins evilly and launches her into the air in a bubba bomb! But Lynx is quick, and swiftly she rolls forward out of the full nelson hold and rolls falcon up in a victory roll pin!)

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(A Stunned Falcon stands, and finds himself on the receiving end of a Frankensteiner! Lynx is gaining momentum. Falcon stands again, only to be clothes lined to the mat. Lynx takes to the top rope. Now Falcon uses his mind, out thinking Lynx as he rolls to the outside to avoid her. But Lynx is not to be stopped as she jumps from the turnbuckle, and to the outside with a dropkick! Falcon falls into the barricade and Lynx escapes into the ring! Falcon slowly stands, and slides onto the ring, only to see Lynx take a dive of the top rope, and floor him with a flipping neck breaker! Lynx goes for the cover.)

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Ray Clement: Falcon is not going to let this one slip!

(Falcon kicks out with authority! Lynx backs off from him, only to find Falcon’s foot after a spinning back kick. Lynx falls flat out, and Falcon takes to the top rope. With a beautiful moon sault, Falcon flies, unfortunately missing Lynx, who rolls out of the way! Falcon clutches his ribs, and rolls to the outside. Lynx begins to stand, and looks confident, but she cannot see Falcon reaching under the ring for something. Lynx moves over to the ropes and reaches down to the outside to make a grab for Falcon. With no hesitation Falcon smacks Lynx with a cookie sheet! The metal buckles and bents to the shape of Lynx’s head, and she falls to the mat out cold. Falcon sneers at the booing crowd, as Shane rings the bell.)

The Mic: The Winner of this contest, due to a disqualification, Lynx!

(Shane raises Lynx’s hand, but she dose not move. Falcon backs off down the aisle, not caring at all for his behavior, and absorbing the boos from the crowd.)

Ray Clement: My god! Falcon is back, new and improved, and cockier than ever! He means business, and I don’t think he cares much for the health and safety of Lynx!

(Ray turns his attention to the camera as it focuses on him.)

Well folks, next up we’ve got another singles contest, Dave Jess will take on Driz, a top match it is set to be, and we’ll get right to it, after these messages!

(Advertisement time! And just before all of the adverts are finished, a promo for Unholy ground is shown. Stop motion pictures; as if they were in the slots, begin to spin wildly. They land on Khrystal Walker gorilla pressing Gulgamek, Boca leaping from the ring apron onto Rizzo, and the Inner Circle throwing Jaye Doyle high in a flap jack. These pictures spin as the image focuses even more on the spinning. Lucius Bonedragon holds the TV title, Redd Dogg gives Driz the Street Sweeper, and Magnum and Dream man execute the last wake up call to the Ruff Ryders. The images now spin as if they were a roulette wheel, and are barely visible, occasionally stopping on a color. Finally the camera rises back up to reveal that all around is a darkened hazy casino, focusing on the Gambler, who just happens to be Matt Rison! Yet even more is revealed, as the final image unfurls. The Gambler looks across the wheel, to see the croupier, E.G Mackie. Suddenly, the screen is filled with the words, Unholy Ground. We are returned to the arena, where the next match is beginning.)

The Mic: This next match is a singles contest, coming down the aisle, standing at 6 foot, and weighing 233ibs, H K Caviler member, Dangerous Dave JESS!

(I want to conquer the World by Irn Mullet blasts over the speakers and Dave struts out from behind the curtain with a cocky grin on his face. Dave walks over to one side of the stage and raises his arms in the air, much to the chagrin of the crowd. Dave then walks over to the other side of the stage and does the same thing. Dave struts down the ramp whilst taunting the fans. Once he gets to the ring Dave climbs up the steps and onto the apron. He calls for the ring announcer to come over, when they do Dave grabs them by the collar with one hand and points at the ropes with another, whilst shouting at them. Dave then throws them towards the ropes. After the ring announcer takes a few seconds to compose themselves they get up and hold the middle rope down for Dave to step through, which he does. Once in the ring Dave regains his cocky smile, he walks round the inside of the ring with his arms raised in the air to further antagonize the crowd.)

Ray Clement: As always Dave Jess, confident as ever, though with this mans track record, then who wouldn’t be!

The Mic: And his opponent from Fredericton, New Brunswick, Canada standing at 6'10", and weighing 358 ibs Steve Drisdalle!!

(Sudden Darkness falls upon the crowd; a haunting grey blue light begins to filter from below the ring and from overhead. An energetic crowd begins to cheer in anticipation, sensing a build up... A large airburst rips through the air as ‘Less than nothing’ kicks in hard and fast... Two ultra violet spots cut through the smoke that comes from below the stage and focuses on the stage entrance... the Video screen projects the familiar Driz Logo as the crowd erupts.)

(Several pyros set off as Driz walks unto the stage. The video then begins to show images of Driz in action as he begins to move towards the ring with intensity... as Driz jumps up to the ring apron and then over the top rope, the house lights go up as Driz circles the ring in preparation.)

Ray Clement: I can imagine that these two men will give us a match to remember tonight, they are both very capable. How lucky we are that Tina Garcia has joined us to be the referee for this contest.

(As the match gets underway, Driz and Dave lock up right in the center of the ring. Like some great heavy metal song title the two men lock arms and stare the other down in a confrontation of steel. Driz being the bigger man is shocked to find himself at the mercy of Dave Jess, who decides not to have a test of strength and execute a giant spine buster on him instead! Dave Jess poses to the crowd as Driz regains his stance. Jess turns and plants a kick on Driz that send him out of the ring. This adds to the cockiness of Dave jess, who waits for the big man to enter, even inviting him in by sitting on the ring rope to make his entry easier!)

Ray Clement: Jess is going to regret this cocky behavior; Driz is not a man to suffer humiliation gladly.

(Neither he is, as he slides into the ring and begins to hammer on an unsuspecting Dave Jess! The blows begin to take their toll and Driz throws Dave Jess to the ropes, only to let him bounce back into a big boot! Dave falls to the mat. Driz looks around, almost a gesture to silence the crowd. He stoops to pick up Jess, who slips from his grasps and kicks him in the knee! Driz slips to his knees, and Dave runs to the turnbuckle. Driz stands and Dave gives him a front flip dropkick! Driz falls but uses the ropes to pull himself up, clearly in a rage! A brutal clothesline knocks Dave to the canvas, and Driz raises his hands, making the crowd chant, ‘End of the World’. Driz tries to grab Jess but this time, Jess who is playing possum jumps up in the ‘caught in a trap’ hurricanrana! But Driz holds on to him!)

Ray Clement: Dave Jess is going to wish he never did that!

(Driz holds Dave high, in a power bomb hold, Dave struggles, but Driz won’t let go. Driz shifts Dave round into the position for the End of the World. With Dave finally positioned right Driz launches him to the canvas, hooking his leg on the way down for the pin.)

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The Mic: The winner of this match Steve ‘Driz’ Drisdalle!!!

Ray Clement: Well I think that match ended too quickly, yet some good action from both sides. Driz picking up the win over all however. And if you want to know more about Driz and his recent ordeals, go to his house, and ask him. Next up, we have Nitrus Vs Deth in what would appear to be a hardcore confrontation. But first, here is a look into a new film involving the directorial expertise of one of IEW’s own.

(The jumbotron shows a darkened room with a darkened silhouette of a man speaking to and interviewer, the voice is familiar, but we can’t see anything more.)

Voice: Well we had this idea, how would we end the show? Well we talked about it and … suggested that we finish the show with some words, scrolling vertically up the screen. And these words could mean something, like something about the show, so we thought we could put the names of the people who helped put the show together, like some kind of interesting ending for the people watching.

(The view returns to Ray Clement who begins to speak immediately.)

Ray Clement: Well there’s a look into the films workings, particularly the ending credits.

(He looks up to the aisle)

Joining us for this next match however is a guest commentator Jesse Raen!

("Flat On The Floor" by Nickelback plays as purple and green lights flash alternately and then focus on the stage. Jesse Raen back flips out onto the entrance stage and then runs to either side of it, shouting to the fans. Jesse than jogs his way down the ramp, fireworks exploding either side of him as he goes. Before entering the ring Jesse runs around the outside, hi-fiving as many fans as he can before sliding into the ring. Jesse slides out of the ring to Join Ray Clement at the announce table.)

Ray Clement: Delighted to meet you Jesse.

Jesse Raen: Nice to be here Ray, this is going to be quite a match next, and I’m glad to call it with you.

The Mic: Weighing in at 283 pounds and hailing from Surrey, England. NITRUS!”

(A mist fills the arena as an eerie silence fills up, the opening of "The Heretic Anthem" by Slipknot starts on the final 6 6 6 in the intro a huge pyro lightning bolt hits the entrance and Nitrus seems to appear out of no where, darkness still engulfs the arena as a small amount of white rapid flashing strobe lighting flickers on Nitrus as he makes his way down to the ring. Nitrus climbs the steps and then the turnbuckle until he is standing on the top turnbuckle he raises his hands in the air with darkness still engulfing the arena, as he jumps down from the top turnbuckle into the ring the lighting pyro hits all four corners of the ring as the lights flicker and come back on, Nitrus circles inside the ring and he takes his black fishnet top off.)

The Mic: And his opponent, from Sudbury, Ontario, Canada. Weighing in at 286 pounds. DETH!”

(The arena goes black as the opening riffs to Rammstein's "Du Hast" begins. White and red laser strobes flash in sequence to the music. As soon as the electric guitar picks up the heavy riffs, Deth comes out from behind the curtain. The crowd cheers loudly as he makes his way to the ring, looking very focused. He is dressed in his ring attire, complete with his "DETH EFFECT" T-shirt. He steps over the ropes and then stands in the centre and raises his arms slowly as the laser strobes begin to flash on him. Then, white and red pyros go off from each ring post.)

Ray Clement: And this match is about to begin!

(The two men circle each other, Deth the bigger man, but not by much. They lock up dead centre in the ring but Deth overpowers Nitrus, slamming him into a headlock, tightening the grip as Nitrus tries to struggle out of it. A few elbows and Nitrus comes back with the Irish whip. Deth just stops himself and locks that headlock right back on, grinding Nitrus’ head into his large biceps.)

Ray Clement: Deth using his size advantage to overpower Nitrus in that ring, Nitrus’ strength is of no use to him whatsoever.

Jesse Raen: Ah but we have seen Nitrus pull some speed out of the bag when it was needed before and we may well see that again tonight.

(Just as Jesse said that we see Nitrus spin out of the headlock and into a hammerlock on Deth. Deth swings an elbow which Nitrus easily ducks and then launches a mean right uppercut on the big man. Deth reels back but only to be caught with chops to the chest followed up with an Irish whip. Deth ducks the first clothesline but is then brought up and over in a hip toss, a huge bang resounding from the canvas as the big man hits it hard.)

Jesse Raen: Ooh! That’s a lot of man hitting a little bit of canvas, not good for either.

Ray Clement: Let’s see how well Nitrus can follow this up though.

(And follow it up Nitrus does with a triangle hold, something unusual for him but he needs to do something in order to keep this behemoth down. Staying down is not something Deth is prepared to do though and he fights his way back up, lifting Nitrus clearly off of the canvas but it’s too much for Deth and he drops him, stamping on his chest instead, forcing Nitrus to break the hold.)

Ray Clement: And we’re back into a stand-off position, neither man with a clear advantage over the other.

Jesse Raen: My money’d still be on Nitrus, his sleeves aren’t empty yet.

Ray Clement: I just think Deth’s size and strength advantage is going to wear down Nitrus too fast.

Jesse Raen: You’re counting Nitrus out too quickly, you wait and see.

(The two opponents circle again, like caged animals. Again Deth goes for that lock-up he knows will give him the advantage but Nitrus ducks and delivers quite possibly the sketchiest German suplex he’s ever given. It’s effective enough though as it floors Deth once again. Nitrus is quickly on his back, slamming his fists hard into the back of Deth’s head, trying to keep him down. With a roar of almost bestial rage Deth rises to his feet, throwing Nitrus off of him.)

Ray Clement: I told you, there’s that size and strength coming into play again.

Jesse Raen: Nitrus hasn’t lost yet Ray.

(Nitrus charges forward, hitting Deth with a shoulder block, Deth barely moves so Nitrus is forced to bounce off the ropes with a clothesline. Deth just takes it and shrugs as if Nitrus is insignificant. Deth takes things into his own hands, throwing a clothesline of his own at Nitrus. Nitrus ducks and Deth catches the referee, Pops, instead who dutifully goes down like a sack of potatoes. Nitrus and Deth look at each other and both appear to have the same idea and slide out of the ring. Deth’s the first one back in and wielding a steel chair which he brings crashing down onto Nitrus’ back, sending him to the canvas. Deth discards the chair and drags Nitrus to his feet, lifting him up onto his shoulders for the D-Monator but Nitrus slams his fist into the dead centre of Deth’s forehead. Both men come crashing to the floor and Pops, now back up to his feet, begins the count.)

Pops:

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Jesse Raen: What a punch! That was awesome.

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Jesse Raen: Whatever it was it looks like the match is over, the ref’s count just got to ten.

Ray Clement: Well that was a surprise ending for sure. I don’t think this exchange is over by a long shot.

The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen, this match is a count out draw!

Jesse Raen: It was fast paced though!

Ray Clement: Now we have a tag team match next, The Inner Circle Vs The Dream Team!!!

Jesse Raen: That is of course, after these messages!

(Advertisements again. And we are treated to a selection of nice hair products and various cheap holidays before returning to IEW Fury with Ray Clement and Jesse Raen.)

Ray Clement: Both teams former tag team champions, this match is set to be a fabulous one.

(The arena goes black as "Kashmir" by Led Zepplin starts up. Fog starts to come out of the entranceway and silver lights light up the entrance as Magnum and Dream Man makes there way out from behind the curtain. They walk slowly and calmly down to the ring. They gets to the ring and stands there staring at there opponent's. After a few seconds, Magnum steps onto the ring, grabs the top rope, puts his right leg on the apron and steps up and over the top rope as Dream Man slides into the ring and jumps onto the turnbuckle. Magnum climbs the turnbuckle and raises his arms. They both steps back and walk to the corner.)

Jesse Raen: Famously one of the finest Teams in the IEW.

Ray Clement: Well, I wouldn’t go that far. They’ve been out of the spotlight since Tokyo Terror.

(The opening beats of "Nowhere to Run" by DMX, ODB and Ozzy Osbourne play over the PA. The members of the Inner Circle step onto the stage. Downfall, on the left, raises his arms into a crossed wrist X. Jason Twisted, in the middle, stiffly raises his fist (a la Bradshaw). Redd Dogg, on the right, points somewhere in the crowd. Michelle, in front, is on her knees. Then, stream of fireworks explode in an X design from the stage, and the Inner Circle members walk to the ring.)

Jesse Raen: You have to wonder, just how long Redd Dogg and Michelle are going to get away with being on the outside. Balls Brukowski is the referee for this one.

(The match begins with the Dream Team finding an assault from the Inner Circle! Dream man exits the ring, and Magnum double clotheslines Downfall and Twisted. Jason Twisted leaves the ring. Downfall is thrown to the ropes and Magnum shoulder tackles him to the mat. Stomping on Downfall Dream Man is brought into the ring, and finds time to suplex Downfall and holds him on the mat with a head lock. Downfall rises and pulls Dream Man up in a German suplex, and as he drops him Twisted slides in and nails a neck breaker! Downfall makes the cover!)

Balls:

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(Dream Man manages to kick out and Downfall tags in Twisted. Now with Dream man on the ground, Twisted drops an elbow from the second rope, and holds Dream Man in a sleeper. Dream man struggles and eventually Twisted releases him, and both he and Downfall suplex him. Dream Man stands after the move, and has enough momentum to power slam Twisted as Downfall leaves the ring. Dream Man atomic drops Twisted. As Twisted stumbles forward Dream man bulldogs him and tags in Magnum! As he rips into the ring Jason Twisted dropkicks him! Magnum stands and thrusts a fist into the mid section of Jason Twisted. Jason doubles over, and Magnum attempts the last call.)

Jesse Raen: This could be the end!

Ray Clement: The Inner Circle could be adding this match to the loss column.

(But it isn’t, as Downfall strikes! A Beast Kick saves Jason Twisted from the Last Call. Jason rolls over and hooks Magnum’s leg for the pin.)

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Jesse Raen: I thought that was the end!

Ray Clement: It was very near. But the Inner Circle is not to be defeated so easily.

Jesse Raen: Except for last week.

Ray Clement: I’m sure they’d like to forget that.

(Magnum powers out of the pin, and lifts Twisted in a Samoan drop, and he plummets to the ground violently. Twisted stands again, and Magnum pulls him up onto his shoulder and drops him down in a shoulder breaker. Magnum drops his giant knee into the chest of Twisted. Now Magnum tags in Dream Man. As he enters Magnum holds up Twisted, and Dream Man clothesline picks up Twisted, and together then lift Twisted high in a double gorilla press! But as he falls Dream Man allows him to land on his knee in a gut buster! Twisted rolls over in agony as Dream Man flattens him with a leg drop. Now Dream man attempts the cover.)

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Ray Clement: That wasn’t close at all!

(Twisted stands as Dream Man tags Magnum. Twisted leaves the ring, and grabs and folds a chair! He slides into the ring, and Balls is annoyed by the presence of the chair, and he pulls it from Twisted. Magnum makes a grab for Twisted, and he turns, just as Balls takes the chair from the ring, Twisted plants a fine yet solid low blow right out of the blue on Magnum. And to complete the assault, Downfall executes the Beast Kick again to Magnum. As Balls enters the ring, and as if nothing happened, he notices Twisted nail Magnum with the Twisted Rage Chokeslam, he then makes the pin.)

Jesse Raen: What a match, up until the low blow from Jason Twisted!

Ray Clement: But nice team work!

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The Mic: The Winners of this match The Inner Circle!

Jesse Raen: The Inner Circle has proved that they can fight their way to the top tonight.

Ray Clement: They tag team ranks will feel the force of the Inner Circle for months to come, I am sure of it.

Jesse Raen: Yeah! But you know we have the main event up next, and it is an honor of mine to call this match tonight.

Ray Clement: It’s an emotionally fueled match and both sides have got quite a history.

Jesse Raen: This week has been full of insults and words, and comments that sparked off other words, it’s a circle that is vicious, and these men only make it bigger. Boca, Bakuryu, Rizzo and Rage have all had some strong words to say about each other. There is a lot you can say about this war of attrition.

Ray Clement: Exactly, you could watch a promo by Boca, or watch to Slipknot in concert, or watch paint dry.

Jesse Raen: And The Mic is about to give us our match.

The Mic: Coming down the aisle, IEW’s Extreme Champion, RAGE! And IEW’s World Champion, RIZZO

Voice: 1.... 2.... 3.... hit it

*White and red flashing lights go off as “Super Bad” by James Brown plays. Rizzo comes out from behind the curtain along side Rage and Eric Black, and all three men make their way to the ring. As Rizzo and Rage enter the ring they raise their titles high as red and white sparks fly out of the ring posts. The lights come up and the music fades out as Rizzo and Rage confer. Eric Black waves the new Rage Revolution Flag*

Ray Clement: We could be looking at a very good team here; they have worked well this week, separately and united.

Jesse Raen: Fortunately, Boca and Bakuryu have a mutual understanding, and now have formed a bond with each other; they know what the other expects.

Ray Clement: By that you mean?

Jesse Raen: They are both retards!

Ray Clement: With if they are they are extreme retards.

The Mic: This next match of the evening is the Main event and it is for the IEW World Heavyweight Championship. First of all coming to the ring from Canton Missouri standing at 6’1 and weighting 220 ibs, BOCA DEL INFERNO!

(The lights go out and a huge unturned pentagram with a satanic cross in the center bleeds through the black screen. The symbol lasts for a second before it bleeds back through and a Message bleeds through the black screen and appears in blood red. It reads "Welcome to Hell!" The message explodes as "Wait and Bleed" begins to play. At Goodbye, pyro explodes and Boca walks out as a movie of his matches plays over head. He walks slowly to the ring and then slides in. He climbs every single post and holds his arms high and sometimes flips a person off. After the last post he sits atop the turnbuckle and talks to himself. As he waits for the match to start he looks around and whispers like someone or something is watching him.)

Jesse Raen: Boca is in a mind set tonight, he can win this one if he can work with Bakuryu.

(All the lights fade to black. The beginning of Quarashi’s Mr Jinx begins to blare over the speakers, and clips of Bakuryu are shown on the Jumbotron. Then, where the beat would begin, the PA begins messing up and Slipknot’s Before I Forget plays over the speakers. The Jumbotron shows nothing but the shadow of a man thrashing to the music. A red follow spot lights up and a man with long black hair and dressed in black leather pants with a black leather trench coat and red Boca-like facepaint comes out.)

The Mic: Ladies and gentlemen, for one time only, hailing from Hell and weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds, BAKU DELLLLL INEFERNOOOO!!

(Baku del Inferno makes his way down the ramp, ignoring the fans and once in the ring, kneels down as very not original fire columns explode from the four turnbuckles. Baku Del Inferno stands up.)

Jesse Raen: it looks like this match is about to begin, and Shane Stevenson is the referee, probably not forgetting the way Rizzo treated him last week!

Ray Clement: What is Baku doing?

(Sure enough Baku Del Inferno is mimicking Boca. His paranoid glances, and evil glares are on par with the real Boca.)

Jesse Raen: (Amused) He’s just like Boca!

Ray Clement: Unfortunately, it’s been done before.

(Suddenly the match begins and Rage runs right into action by executing a cross body that takes Bakuryu down. With Bakuryu down Rage pummels him, but Bakuryu manages to stand. Bakuryu executes a hurricanrana, and holds on to Rage’s head in a head scissor like maneuver. Rage is momentarily stunned, but he breaks the hold, and gets to his feet. Bakuryu Power slams him, and then plans a spinning splash on Rage when he is down. Bakuryu makes a gesture to Rizzo, and begins to taunt him. Rage climbs to his feet and catches an off guard Bakuryu with a suplex. Bakuryu thunders to the mat, but Rage holds on and executes another! But it’s still not over, as Rage rolls back over Bakuryu, still holding on to him, and lifts him from the ground in what looks to be a high spine buster or northern lights suplex. Rage falls to his knees, Baku slamming into Rage’s right shoulder in a gut crusher. Rage flips forward into a pin.)

Shane:

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Kick out!!!

Jesse Raen: That was a nice linked set of moves!

Ray Clement: I think Rage is a skilled technical wrestler, and it’s clear in the ring he has a game plan ahead of his opponents.

(Bakuryu kicks out and stands face to face with Rage. Both men look ready to erupt into another chain of moves, but instead, just as the crowd begins to chant, it seems Bakuryu will tag Boca and Rage will tag Rizzo into the match. However Rage instead leaves his corner and attacks the entering Boca. Caught off guard Boca is surprised, but he battles back enough to send Rage to the ropes. After a back body drop Boca stands on the top rope, looking for some high risk move! Or at least he would, Rizzo runs across the apron and shoves Boca to the mat, and Rage leaps off the opposite turnbuckle from Bakuryu and executes his 450 leg drop.)

Jesse Raen: Great team work here!

(Boca is swiftly up though, and he kicks Rage in the gut, pulling him high for a brain buster! Boca stands over Rage and stoops, punching him over and over. Rage sneakily hooks Boca’s leg and lifts him over in a fireman’s carry. Just has he stands, Boca grabs his hair! With malicious intent Boca drives Rage to the canvas with a reverse DDT that is heard all around the arena. Boca makes sure to stay out of Rizzo’s way as he leaps out onto the apron. Rage stands only to see Boca fly over the top rope with what looks to be a version of the mosh pit. However, Rage sees this in enough time and Dropkicks Boca between his open legs!)

Ray Clement: Oh that’s memorable! A Mid Air Low Blow!

(Rage watches Boca crash to the mat, and he tags in Rizzo, who goes in and attacks where he left off last week, with a cross faced chicken wing, deliberately arching Boca on the mat to put pressure and strain on Boca’s left arm. Boca is at Rizzo’s mercy as he twists Boca up, and even rolls with the move so Rage can put a really nasty hoof in, as they batter Boca in their corner. Rizzo releases Boca, which turns out to be a big mistake! Boca trips Rizzo with his better arm, and pulls of a half Boston crab! With his knee in Rizzo’s back, Boca does not tame his efforts, he is hell bent on hurting Rizzo.)

Jesse Raen: Boca could have the submission here!

Ray Clement: I doubt it; look he’s released the hold.

(He is right, Boca lets Rizzo go, and proceeds to stomp on Rizzo. As Rizzo manages to get up, Boca puts him back down on the mat with a brilliant DDT! No sooner has he done this Bakuryu comes from nowhere with a high body splash! A Toad Splash! Rizzo is winded slightly, and Boca tags in Bakuryu who takes the chance to give Rizzo a leg Drop, then a moonsault from one side of the ring, then from the other! He looks at Boca, and spits on Rizzo!)

Jesse Raen: Ewww.

Ray Clement: Classic Boca there, with no other idea of what to do to someone, Spit on them!

(Bakuryu has only annoyed Rizzo as Riz stands, and locks Bakuryu in a double arm suplex, where he launches Bakuryu over his head, and to the mat, coupling it with an arm bar. Bakuryu is in trouble, and Rizzo knows he’s on top as he begins to set Baku up for the Shocker from his position! Now standing but still holding on Rizzo drops Bakuryu in a double arm DDT, and then begins to convert it into the bridging double arm bar. Well he would if Boca didn’t flip from the ropes in a senton splash! The move is broken and a furious Rizzo finds a double dropkick from Boca and Baku. Rizzo tries to make the Tag, but Bakuryu runs and bulldogs Rizzo and dropkicks Rage at the same time! Rizzo throws Bakuryu off of his neck in mid bull dog. And the fallen Bakuryu gets a German suplex as he stands. Rage is back on the apron, and as Rizzo hoists Bakuryu high in a back suplex Rage leaps of the top rope with a leg drop. Rizzo twists Bakuryu in a pin.)

Shane:

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Kick out!

Ray Clement: Rizzo and Rage with some superior team work there

(Rizzo turns with a sneer to the crowd, and almost finds his face leaving the arena without him as Boca executes a super kick that floors Rizzo. With Rizzo Down the tired and fatigued Bakuryu begins to climb the nearest turnbuckle, away from both Boca and Rage. Rizzo finally gets to his feet, and finds Boca staking his every move. A Quick arm drag gives Rizzo the advantage, and he even has time to power bomb Boca dead centre of the ring. Rizzo then sets him up for the Flying Dutchman! Or at least it looks like he will, but instead he lifts Boca in the hold, and places him on the turnbuckle! Now with Boca poised, ready to plummet to the ground, Rizzo takes a final glance at the Crowd before hauling Boca off the top rope. But only Rizzo stumbles off the bottom rope, as Boca has locked his legs on the turnbuckle and won’t let go. Rizzo climbs up to finish the Job with a superplex. And he does just that. Rizzo stands and from the top rope, Bakuryu flies through the air with a hurricanrana!

Jesse Raen: What a high risk move!

(In the fervor aroused by the move, Bakuryu dropkicks Rage off the apron, and Boca climbs on turnbuckle as Bakuryu climbs the opposite. A dazed Rizzo lies flat out on the mat as Bakuryu and Boca leap at the same time, Boca with a body splash and Bakuryu with the Weapon of Choice! Both men connect only seconds apart. Shane gets out of the way of the move, only returning to count the pin, Boca covering Rizzo’s legs and lower torso, and Bakuryu covering Rizzo’s upper regions.)

Shane:

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3!!!!!! (Rage is seconds away from breaking the pin, unfortunately for him, he is too late)

The Mic: The Winners of this Match Boca Del Inferno and Baku Del Inferno.

Ray Clement: Rage was so close! I’m sure he got it!

Jesse Raen: Stevenson saw it all Ray! His decision is final.

(Rage lies prone on the mat, tried and defeated, and looks up only to get horribly spat on by Boca who looks down on him, menacingly. Rizzo and Rage begin to stir as Boca and Baku leave the ring to ‘Wait and Bleed’)

Ray Clement: Boca giving Rage a departing present there.

Jesse Raen: With love and fond memories I bet….what?

(Raen has every right to be worried, as the lights suddenly dim. ‘Wait and Bleed’ by Slipknot is over shadowed, and over turned as ripping from the p.a comes ‘Black Winter Nights’ By Dragon force!!! In the immense introduction, someone walks out to the stage, but it is impossible to see who it is. He is shrouded in the shade from the entrance.)

Ray Clement: What’s going on?

Jesse Raen: I can’t make out who that is!

(But what is apparent is the Security that floods the arena! Joey Patruzzi and his on hand family members enter the arena. But running through the crowd, is even more security. Boca and Baku are bowled over and kicked, trampled, and bound by the torrent of giant, thuggish men. It is now apparent that the arena is still spilling out these guards, there are a few in blue and orange IEW security shirts, but there is a vast amount in red shirts. Rage and Rizzo are strung up too, the beating almost as a form of discipline and obedience. Boca and Baku, Rizzo and Rage are dragged, beaten and bound out of the arena. The huge wave of at least 70 men disrupts the crowd, and can barely all walk up the aisle together, so much so that most of them take their leave through the crowd.)

Ray Clement: My god! What’s going on here? And Army of security guards has just restrained Bakuryu Rage Rizzo and Boca for no good reason!

Jesse Raen: You remember the chaos last week; well the tide has turned now.

Ray Clement: yeah but I didn’t think it would be this vicious.

(The music blares into the night as the hidden figure vanishes into the entrance, with the final wave following. The crowd is unsettled and now quite loud as they boo and shout to this platoon of security, and this hidden figure.)

Jesse Raen: The Music, and the stamping, and the booing crowd make you difficult to hear Ray!

Ray Clement: Well don’t worry; we’re all out of time!

Jesse Raen: I’ve enjoyed my time here tonight.

Ray Clement: And I’ve enjoyed your presence, hopefully we can have some answers for what exactly has been going on around here lately! It’s a goodbye from him Jesse Raen, and a goodbye from me Ray Clement, from Denver Colorado, the time we had, is up. Goodnight!

(The show ends as Ray Clement watches the security leave the arena, and Jesse Raen waves to the camera.)

[End Transmission]

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