(“5 Minutes Alone” by Pantera plays with the intro. The scene switches to the arena. "Man or Animal" by Audioslave hits on the PA, and Downfall comes walking out onto the stage, to a modest pop. He's in his ring gear, and he's carrying the World Title. He has a mic in his hand)

Downfall: Cut the music! 

JR: What is this?

Downfall: The last few weeks, I've heard nothing but one thing. Not "Great job winning the World title, Downfall"... not, "Man you kicked Chaos' ass, Downfall"... No, the only thing anybody can see fit to say seems to be "Warpath's coming to kick your ass, Downfall". They say that he only attacked Khrystal Walker to send a message to me, and that I am going to get what I deserve for putting him out of action. Well ya know what? I'm tired of it. I'm tired of the mind games. I'm tired of looking over my shoulder. I am the World Heavy-f*ckin'-weight Champion. I fought for 10 years to get where I am today. And I'll be damned if anybody is going to play arund with me. So, Warpath, no more f*cking games, get your ass out here!!

(Suddenly the lights go out, and the IEW-Tron lights up, with blood-red words reading "Retribution is at Hand". "Superbeast" by Rob Zombie hits on the PA. All of a sudden, Warpath comes walking out onto the stage, with a metal bat in his hand.)

Brutus: Oh my.

JR: Downfall may not want to stay in there, Warpath's heading right for him. And he's got his bat in hand!!

(Downfall backs up to the ropes, but then a determined expression crosses his face, and he tosses down the mic and the World Title. He cracks his neck, looking a little nervous. Warpath smiles and takes a mic.)

Warpath: What's the matter Downfall? You're looking a little green. Don't tell me you're afraid. 

(Downfall says "come on", and looks ready to fight. Warpath grins.)

Warpath: I've been thinking about this for 3 years, Downfall. What would happen in this situation. What I'd say. What I'd do. And you know what? There's one thing that I have to say to you.

Brutus: Get ready, Downfall, this is going to be bad.

Warpath: Thank you.

JR and Brutus: What?!

(Downfall looks confused. He asks Warpath "what the hell are you talking about?")

Warpath: Let me tell you a little story, Downfall. I'll take you back to the old days, the glory days of the IEA, just before it closed. Those were... not my best days. The DoD had just split up, and I found myself bored. Nothing to do. I had done just about everything, Downfall. I was an undefeated Extreme Champion, I ruled the Tag Division, I won Warrior's Pride... but when the DoD were finished, I just felt so tired. Like life had passed me by. I found myself managing. Can you believe that? Managing the next big thing in the industry, Saturnine. I was managing the man people were calling the next World Champion, instead of focusing on winning the World title for myself. And then you came along. 

(Downfall looks nervous. Still not getting where Warpath is going with this.)

Warpath: You tried to end my career, Downfall. You nearly broke my neck, when I went through that table. And sitting there in that hospital bed, unable to move, I had plenty of time to reflect. To look inside myself. And I did. I saw then that I had allowed the fire that once burned so brightly, the fire, the drive, the passion, to become embers and ashes. I allowed the warrior I was to become lazy and unfocused. And then you came along. And I had to fight my way back. Downfall, I had to learn how to walk again. I had to learn how to wrestle again. And I did it all for one purpose. That when I returned, I would find you... and do to YOU, exactly what you did to me.

(He points the bat straight in Downfall's face as he says the last line. Downfall's eyes go wide, and he gulps.)

Warpath: In fact I tried last year, but I was still too injured. I wasn't ready. But I am ready now. I was coming for you, Downfall. And I was going to show you why they called me the IEA Wrecking Machine. But you know, something occurred to me, just as I was coming to the arena at Injustice Served. An epiphany. As I said, you gave me back my drive. My focus. You gave me a reason to fight back. So, with that in mind, should I hate you, Downfall? Or should I be thanking you?

(Downfall can't answer. He's looking at the bat.) 

Warpath: You gave brought back the old Warpath, Downfall. And for that, well, I thank you. 

(He holds out his hand. Downfall looks from his hand to Warpath, and back.)

JR: What are we witnessing here?!

Brutus: Warpath wants to kiss and make up!

JR: Shut up Brutus, this is historic!

Downfall: So let me get this straight... you want to bury the hatchet? Start over? You want to get in on the same page?

(Warpath shrugs, and nods.)

Warpath: Khrystal Walker already saw what happens to those who disrespect the Inner Circle. And think of it, you and me together, we could rule this league.

(Downfall stares at Warpath's outstretched hand, then finally shakes it.)

Downfall: You know what they say about keeping your friends close. (Picks up the World Title) I proclaim this a new era for the Inner Circle, for the IEW, and for all of you people in the back. Like us or not, it doesn't matter. This is the future of the IEW, and this... is the Inner Circle. 

(Warpath and Downfall raise each other's hands.)


Brutus: You’ve got to wonder how this match is going to pan out!



Jimmy Rollings: Yeah, indeed! The Salty Dogs against the C&S Express. According to several experienced IEA wrestlers, they say the C&S Express should be a walk over for the Pirates! But according to E.G Mackie, this will be a good match.



Brutus: How often do you believe E.G Mackie? 



Jimmy Rollings: Well not always, but you’ll get the chance to ask him, as he’s going to commentate for this match!!!



Brutus: What!!!



(‘Ghost Love Score’ By Nightwish begins to play, and E.G Mackie sweeps down to the ring, now wearing a highway man neckerchief! The dramatic music means that E.G Mackie takes a full 5 minutes to fully milk his crowd reaction. He sits down beside Jimmy and he is greeted.)



Jimmy Rollings: Hello Mr Mackie! How will you be able to commentate with an eye patch and a neckerchief over your mouth?



E.G Mackie: (Muffled noises)



Jimmy Rollings: It’s probably better that you take it off….



The Mic: On the way to the ring at a combined weight of 444 ibs The C & S Express!!!



(Ching Wang Zing and Schize make their way to the ring with ‘We Are Family’ By Sister Sledge plays in the background. The Team gets a strange reaction, but that’s to be expected!)



The Mic: Now entering the arena The Salty Dogs!



(The Mic cannot announce any more as Cash and Demonio burst out of the entrance with Heyfish and run to the ring with ‘Pirates’ By Bullets and Octane playing loudly!) 



Brutus: This match is about to begin! And I’m not sure if this is all a big ruse!



E.G Mackie: (Muffled noises)



Jimmy Rollings: It looks like referee Shane Stevenson is separating both teams to their corners!



(The Bell chimes and Heyfish arrrghs to Cash and Demonio, as Master Zing cracks his oriental knuckles.)



Brutus: Looks like Ching is ready to break some bones tonight!



Jimmy Rollings: Yeah probably his own! 



(The Match begins and Cash throws himself in the ring and stands face to face with Ching Wang Zing. Cash tries to taunt the slimmer bearded warrior, but he refuses to be phased. Cash suddenly sends a knee to the gut and Zing doubles over, and Cash immediately clubs him to the canvas. He pulls Zing up, throws him to the ropes, and shoulder tackles him to the mat! Giving an Arrrgh! To the crowd they return it. He pulls Zing up to his feet, and throws him to the ropes. Cash tags Demonio, and they wait for Zing to return. Ready to nail a double clothesline, Zing ducks and slides through the ropes. The Pirates turn to find that Zing has slid back through the ropes and is now behind them. They turn and both attempt to punch him. Zing blocks both punches and ducks a forearm from Cash. Zing kicks Demonio in the shin and Demonio falls to his knees like a school girl. Cash lunges for Zing again, and receives the biggest bitch slap imaginable.)



Brutus: Oh my god! That’s gotta sting!



Jimmy Rollings: No joke! Cash wont be able to takes his grog now!



Crowd: YOU GOT BITCH SLAPPED!! YOU GOT BITCH SLAPPED!!!



(Cash regains his composure and makes a grab for Zing who gives him a flurry of palm strikes. Demonio gets up to save Cash and receives the same flurry at the same time as Cash! Heyfish leaps the ropes to save his crew, and finds himself the final victim as Zing slaps all three pirates in rapid succession! Cash falls back to the ropes and slowly Zing stops his attack. Demonio takes the chance to surprise the wily karate master and as Zing draws his slapathon to a close, he takes him out with a nice head scissors.)



Jimmy Rollings: Nice move by Demonio! Managing to escape the master of slap there.



(Now with one on one finally Zing returns the favor with an enziguri to Demonio. The smack is heard arena wide, but Demonio rises, and nails Zing with one of his own. Not yet down Zing nails Demonio with a second. Demonio attempts his second, but Zing grabs the leg of Demonio, and pulls him in to a vicious knife edge chop! Demonio falls to the mat in agony. Ching Wang Zing now pulls Demonio center ring, and holds Demonio’s head. He kicks Demonio in the face, and then once more until he’s kicked Demonio a full 6 times in the face, and as Demonio slumps to the mat Zing continues the kicks to make the total 11!!! Demonio lies face down and Zing gives Cash an eerie look. Cash jumps of the apron to be comforted by Heyfish. This may have bought a disoriented Demonio enough time however as Ching turns to tag his partner, and falls to the mat with a drop toe hold. Demonio holds Zing, as Cash slides into the ring and puts Zing in a head lock!! Demonio doubles back and then rolls through into a bridging single reverse Boston crab! Zing is locked up, and he struggles violently! Schize makes the save, and the mysterious German pulls Cash off Zing. Now all four men are in the ring. Demonio is still floored so Zing and Schize double team Cash. They send him to the ropes, but then just as quickly Zing knee caps Cash and he falls to his knees. Schize runs and hits a low bulldog. Cash and Demonio are down. Zing Picks up Demonio in a power bomb and drops him over Cash’s back. Then with the pile of Pirates at their mercy Zing runs to the ropes, while Schize leaves the ring to the apron. Zing rebounds with a basement dropkick to the face of Cash! Schize leaps over the top rope and plants a leg drop on Cash’s head!)



Brutus: Brilliant high flying team work there!



Jimmy Rollings: The Express didn’t show much unity to start with but they are certainly trying now! 



E.G Mackie: (Loud Muffled noises!)



(Zing pulls up Demonio and takes his arm, and Schize takes his other arm, so that they hold up Demonio in a crucified pose. Then in one swift movement they leg go and grab Demonio, only to Drop him suddenly in a Spine buster/Halo combination.)



Brutus: Wow! Good work!



Jimmy Rollings: That could be it!



E.G Mackie: What an awesome move!!!!



Jimmy Rollings: Nice you could join us!



E.G Mackie: That was so cool!



(Zing goes for the first pin of the match.)



Shane:

1







2





Kick out!



(Demonio kicks out, and Zing tags in Schize to be the legal man. Schize pulls Demonio up, and applies a finger crushing grasp that has the pirate cringing in agony. Demonio jumps sideways to the ropes as Schize still holds him, then he jumps to the turn buckle so that he is on the top rope! Executing a twisting 720 arm drag Demonio brings Schize to the mat. Still holding on Schize and Demonio stand and Schize takes Demonio’s arm through his legs in a standing reverse beginning to a pump handle slam. Pulling Demonio up like a power slam, Schize spins Demonio into a spilt legged piledriver! He goes for the pin!)



Shane:



1



2



Kick out!



(Demonio is flat out, and Schize pulls him nearer the middle of the ropes. Schize runs, grabs the ropes, and swings his legs round and from a sitting position moonsaults back into the ring and onto Demonio! He doesn’t make the pin, but drops a leg over the throat of Demonio! Schize pulls Demonio up and sends him to the ropes. Demonio bounces back and leaps clean over Schize! Schize rebounds and returns. Demonio falls straight back and rebounds with his shoulders bouncing off the bottom rope! The result is a rising clothesline that floors Schize!)



E.G Mackie: Clothesline from the deep!



Jimmy Rollings: Demonio had that well timed!



(Now with Schize floored Cash enters the ring and rolls him up in a Bow and arrow submission over his knees. Demonio runs jumps and stomps the midsection of the mysterious German! The Crowd give an ‘oooooooohhhhhhh’)



E.G Mackie: Yay! That was awesome!



Brutus: Yeah, if you want to break a man’s ribs! Under hand tactics! You gotta love them!



(Schize is now winded and in serious trouble as Cash is now the legal man. He clubs the German with his fists to keep him down. Schize tries to rise, but Cash beats him straight back down. With Schize nicely positioned Cash gut wrenches him to the other side of the ring. As Schize gets to his feet at the turnbuckle Cash avalanches him and he stumbles out of the corner. Cash scoops him up in a fireman’s carry. Then, he takes his left hand, and hooks it round the German’s head the opposite way from a Death Valley Driver. Allowing him to execute a high falling spinning bulldog! Schize hits the mat and Cash makes the Pin.)



Shane:

1





2



Kickout!



(Schize is almost finished, but he scrambles for his corner. Cash pulls his legs to make him trip and he does so falling on the middle rope only a beards length from Zing. Before Zing can tag Schize, Cash runs and sandwiches Schize between his lower thigh and the middle rope. Cash looks up and Arrrghs at Zing who stares at him again with his evil eyes and then he breathes in his face! The death breath makes Cash reel and Schize tags in Zing! Schize and Zing now go to work on Cash with slaps, boots and back hands that daze the big man. Cash is thrown running and Both Zing and Schize leap frog Cash as he returns. Cash bounces back and Schize leapfrogs him, but in mid air Cash catches Zing and drops him back with a belly to back suplex! Schize makes his escape through the middle rope. Zing rises however as Cash turns to miss the escaping German. Cash receives a chop to the gut and he doubles over. Schize returns to the ring over the top rope and nails Cash with an Axe kick! Zing goes for the cover.)



Shane:



1



2



Kick out!!!!



Jimmy Rollings: The C & S Express has done well here tonight!



E.G Mackie: Told you they would, they are positively awesome! And so are the Salty Dogs! Hurrah!



(Zing tags Schize back in and he executes a spin kick that sends Cash to one knee. Schize tries a second, and Cash grabs his leg, and pulls him into a lariat! Schize folds neatly and Cash pulls him up again. Throwing him to his corner he tags in Demonio. Cash slams the German over his knee in a gut buster. He keeps the German there as Demonio bounces off the ropes and spanks Schize with a drop kick to the behind!)



Jimmy Rollings: The Dogs are making a comeback!



E.G Mackie: We calls this move ‘Kiss The Gunners Daughter’ Arrrgh!



(Demonio and Cash watch as Schize stumbles middle ring. Without warning Demonio and Cash run to the centre of the ring from both turnbuckles and squash Schize! They then take to the opposite ropes! Schize is uppercutted in the gut by Cash and as he is hunched over as Demonio jumps, stands on the Germans back, jumps again! Then falls back to catch him in a hurricanerana!)



Jimmy Rollings: The Squeezy Monster! With a nice finish! This could be it for the C & S Express!



Brutus: You don’t go home with dignity after being that close to two sweaty pirates!



(Demonio nails a standing moonsault, then runs to the ropes and nails another springboard one from the other side. Cash pulls Schize centre ring so Demonio can nail one from the very top rope. However as Demonio climbs the Turnbuckle Ching Wan Zing arrives as begins to slap and chop Demonio as he is precariously balanced! Cash climbs up to fend off the oriental attacker but is met with more chops and slaps. A double claw chop sees Demonio fall to the side, and Cash loses his footing entirely and is groined on the top rope! Before he can yell in agony Zing sprints across the apron and chops him off the ropes to the outside! Demonio tries to capitalize on the still prone Schize and he climbs once more, Zing runs, and chops Demonio so that he falls hanging over the turnbuckle! Zing begins to wake him with a series of chops and slaps. Then he raises the intensity!)



Brutus: Could be a warning for the Mantis Warrior!



Jimmy Rollings: Could well be!



E.G Mackie: Awesome!!



(Ching Wang Zing takes Demonio to the edge of slap city, and then he takes Demonio’s arm behind his head, still dueling on the turnbuckle! Before Zing deals the fatal blow, Schize appears and locks Demonio in a power bomb hold! Heyfish takes this moment to run to his crew’s aid, and he makes a grab for Zing’s leg. Heyfish receives a toe punt that sends him rolling back into a heap with Cash! Then Zing nails a leaping heart punch that finishes in a power bomb from Schize!! Zing hits the mat and rolls from the ring, as Schize makes the pin.)



Shane:



1





2





3!!!!!!!





The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen your winners of this match… The C & S express!!!!



Jimmy Rollings: What a good showing by both teams!



Brutus: The Salty Dogs have now reached a new low, their careers are over!



E.G Mackie: Not so, they gained experience, had a great match, and didn’t cry! Making them already better than Marcus Mclarkin! 



(The C & S Express celebrates inside the ring to a great reaction as E.G Mackie goes to comfort his fallen Dogs, who all seem less than happy that he is clapping and grinning at them. In a few moments, Heyfish perks up, and they leave the ringside area, as Cash and Demonio trail behind, to accept high fives from the crowd.)



Jimmy Rollings: The Dogs were sports men tonight! Losing and letting the victors have their spotlight. You can’t ask for much more.



Brutus: I’ll never take them seriously again.



Jimmy Rollings: You never did!



Brutus: I know!



Both: Hahahahahaarrrrrgggggh!!!!!


( The scene switches to back stage, in a bare locker room. Hugh Bristic is pacing back and forth. The camera moves in for a close up on Hughs face. Then out of nowhere Hugh looks up to see Dark Dragon standing right in front of him. The crowd can be heard reacting from within the arena. )

Dragon: Well, well, Hugh, we're face to face again, if your not careful, I could take you out right now. What is it you wanted anyways, Hugh? I was busy.

Hugh- Wow, Dragon. I am not here to stir up any old hostility. We've had our problems but ...

Dragon: But what?

Voice: Aw isn't this touching. What's next the cheesy music and then you two will hold hands and say that you love one another.

*Lion walks in in his ring attire chuckling with his evil smirk on his face.*

Hugh- Alright, I'm not here for your sarcasm Lion. And I am not here to start a fight Dragon. We've had our problems Dragon, and frankly Lion I don't like your attitude. But tonight, is not about that. Tonight is about us taking the hand dealt to us by that damn midget pirate. And I for one happen to want to win.

Lion: All I want is Croc. I could care less about anything else. 
But he is MINE.

Hugh- Thats fine, you work with us and you'll get Croc. What about you Dragon, you want to get off your losing streak as badly as I want to?

Dragon: As long as I can get launched back into World Title contendership then that's my only concern

Lion: Like I said, There are those who care about the titles and then there's guys like me who just want to make people bleed. And suffer

Dragon: If you want blood and violence, then let's shed some.

( Hugh smirks. )

Hugh- Finally, this is what I call cooperation.

( Hugh puts his hand out. )

Hugh- Team?

Dragon: Yeah, why not? What do I have to lose?

Lion: You know Dragon, we did work as a pretty good team in that 
fatal four way tag match. We outlasted the rest of our team. We're 
going to beat the living daylights out of them.

*Lion puts his hand slowly on Hugh's*

[Dragon follows their lead.] Dragon: I got two words for you guys, 
Let's get this shit started.

Lion: Let's beat them to bloody pulps.

Hugh: Lets win.

(The scene switches back to the ring.)

Jimmy: This is going to be good. But where was Nick Sloan?

Brutus: Who cares? As long as he shows up and does his part, then it’s gravy. 

[Pomp & Circumstance (the cliche graduation song) plays loudly over the speakers as Hugh Bristic comes out of the back and makes a slow confident walk down to the ring with a big smile on his face.]

The Mic: Ladies and gentlemen, this match is scheduled for one fall in the IEW's first ever scramble competition. And now making his way to the ring at this time, standing at 6'4" tall and weighing in at 230 pounds, the former IEW World Heavyweight Champion... HUGH BRISTIC!!!

[Bristic gets into the ring and flexes one of his arms as he points at his head, and then points at his bicep with his other hand while grinning and nodding his head up and down.]

JR: I don't know if I've ever met anyone more obnoxious or cockier than Hugh Bristic.

B: I wouldn't be so sure about that Jimmy, but if you were in reference to his level of education I'd be right there in agreeance with you.

The Mic: And his partner, standing at 5'9" and weighing in at 200 pounds... DARKDRAGON!!!

[Light music kicks in and a large desert is showed and the camera is panning across the surface and then it suddenly stops when the words "Whatever it takes!" is screamed by Sonny of P.O.D. and "Whatever It Takes" by P.O.D. kicks in and Dragon raises up from under the sand. Just as the scene goes to the arena from showing full screen of the entrance, fog is seen filling the arena during the calm part of the song and then bright white lights when the music kicks back in heavy and
Dragon is showed making his way down to the ring and then rolls in under the bottom rope and then takes of his hooded zipper up sleeveless shirt and waits for his opponent to come to the ring.]

JR: I get the impression that DarkDragon and Bristic won't exactly be the best of friends for this matchup.

B: I wouldn't worry about that too much. DarkDragon can't be friends with anyone but a psychologist, or at least a psychotherapist.

The Mic: And their partner, standing at 6'10" and weighing in at 340 pounds... NICK "SLEDGEHAMMER" SLOAN!!!

(The opening chords and lyrics of “DOA” by Foo Fighters start up. Red and white lights flash as the music continues. The arena booms with red pyros as the drums and main riff start. Nick Sloan emerges from the back with a sledgehammer in his right hand. Sloan makes his way down to the ring with a disgruntled look on his face. He enters the ring and he lifts the Sledgehammer up in the air, just as red sparks fly out of the ring posts. The sparks die down, as does the music, and the house lights return to normal. Sloan hands the ref the sledgehammer and he readies himself for the match.)

JR: I hope the ref takes that sledgehammer and sends it Fed-Ex before the end of the evening to somewhere far away from here.

B: Oh, like I'm sure it'll get shipped like Fed-Ex alright, but its going to be Sloan laying it into Rizzo's head when it happens.

(The opening notes of "Man or Animal" by Audioslave fade in on the PA, as the lights go out. The IEW-tron shows clips of Downfall's most violent, disturbing spots and matches, slowly at first, then coming faster and faster.)

Man or animal, I don't care at all
Find the antidote underneath the dose
Man or animal, obidient-
out of control...

I will love you more than money
I will breathe you in the smoke
I will drink you in my honey
Sweet and golden down my throat
When you're right, when you're wrong
Head is near, eyes are gone
You can drown my appetite
I will sip your tears at night
You can tie me to a chair
Skin and bones, I don't care
I could be rich or poor
I don't need anymore...

(When the lights come back on, Downfall and Michelle are standing at the top of the stage. Downfall raises his arms over his head into a crossed wrist X position slowly. When his arms meet, flamethrowers on either side of him shoot flames on the ramp. (Ultimo Dragon style). Then Downfall runs into the ring and jumps on the turnbuckle, standing there, arms out (ala Randy Orton). When he hops down he stretches his arms on the ropes.)

JR: Wait a minute, that's Downfall's music!!! What is he doing coming out for Bristic's team?!

B: I don't know, but from the looks of things this doesn't sit well with any of them.

JR: Do you think Lion and him swapped teams?

B: Well here are the next team's introductions so lets find out.

The Mic: And their opponent, standing at 5'11" and weighing in at 220 pounds... MALACHI!!!

(The scene shows the arena, when suddenly the Jumbotron starts to flicker and get filled with static, causing the house lights to go on and off sporadically. After a few seconds, "Insomnia" by Feeder starts up, the arena lights cut out, and colored beams of light move randomly around the stage. The JumboTron flashes up the word "Malachi" along with Mal doing such moves as the hurracaranna, rope flip, Frog Splash, and his finisher "The Fallout." After a few seconds Malachi emerges on the stage, signaling to the crowd as they cheer. Then as the lyrics kick in, he stands at the top of the ramp sideways on with his left hand in his pocket and his right arm in front of him, and then he swings his right arm above his head with his fingers about to click, and as he brings it down, he clicks his fingers and their there are huge pyro explosions on either side of him on the stage. He then walks down to the ring greeting fans, climbs in, and gets onto the middle rope on one of the sides, holding the top rope with his left arm and signalling to the crowd with his right. He then goes to the other side of the ring and does the same.)

JR: Malachi is always more than ready for a fight.

B: Yeah, and with his record hes probably more than ready for a victory too.

The Mic: And his partner, standing at 6'5" tall and weighing in at 230 pounds... CROC!!!

JR: Croc looks almost demoralized at the fact that he can't face his former tag team partner Lion in this matchup.

B: And all this time I thought it was because he stopped dietting on zebra.

Voice: 1... 2... 3... Hit it

The Mic: And their partner, standing at 6'4" tall and weighing in at 233 pounds... RIZZO!!!

*White and red flashing lights go off as "Super Bad" by James Brown plays. Rizzo comes out from behind the curtain holding his blood-stained chair Rizzo walks slowly to the ring and he stops right in front of the ring. Rizzo gets in and he raises the chair up with one arm as red and white sparks fly out of the ring posts backed up by a wall of flashbulbs. The lights
come up and the music fades out as Rizzo gets ready.* 

JR: Rizzo is looking at that sledge hammer and then back at Sloan. You know what has got to be going through his mind right now.

B: Yep, Rizzo by now undoubtedly knows that later in this matchup he is going to be regretting coming down to this very ring.

JR: Now the other team had a surprise 4th member, so I wonder if this is going to be Lion and re-unite Croc and the Beastly Squad, or is it going to be someone else altogether?

B: Well whoever it is it isn't going to do them a bit of good.

(The arena lights go out as the opening chords for “Deny” by Default kick in. “Today I woke up…” and a solitary spotlight shines down on the ramp, just outside the wrestlers’ entrance. The Titan, dressed in a special order Armani suit, with his long hair slicked back and his Oakley sunglasses, steps out first then motions to make way as Jaye Doyle, covered
in a hooded, boxing style robe, steps out and takes sole possession of the spotlight. “…I’m not giving up.” Pyros shoot up on either side of the ramp and Doyle sheds his robe as the arena lights come back on. Doyle sprints down the ramp and smaller pyros on either side of the ramp shoot up in synch with his steps. Doyle slides into the ring and rushes to a turnbuckle, climbing up to the second rope and raising his hands, absorbing the crowd’s reaction. As Doyle climbs down and limbers up for his match, The Titan finally makes it to ringside with Doyle’s robe slung over his forearm.)

JR: MY GOD!!! IT'S JAYE DOYLE!!! Doyle is going to be their 4th and final partner!!!

B: I've got to say that I don't have any idea who has had a hand in this lineup change, but whoever it is needs a real wake-up call to reality.

JR: Well as I'm sure the fans at home are already made away all IEW lineups are subject to change, and with that the man who was scheduled to face Matt Rison later this evening for the Anarchy Championship Title Match is now in the ring for the scramble.

[Hugh Bristic walks up behind Malachi while everyone is discussing their strategy and drops him to the mat with a back suplex. Bristic then gets kicked harshly as Tina Garcia comes over forcing them Croc, Rizzo and Doyle out of the ring, but as she is doing so Downfall, DarkDragon and Sloan come in and kick away at Malachi. Tina finally gets Rizzo's team in their
corner and before she gets a chance to turn around Downfall's team has managed to weasle it's way through the ropes without her seeing a thing. Tina Garcia then calls for the bell to start the match.]

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

JR: I have to say that wasn't one of the smartest moves Bristic has ever made in the ring.

B: Gee, you act like his degree was in wrestling or something. Its not his fault that he has more brain power than the rest of those brainiacs in there.

[Malachi rolls over onto his stomach and starts to get back to his feet when Hugh Bristic walks back over to Malachi and picks him with a double-underhook suplex. Malachi grabs at his lower back as Hugh Bristic begins to lift him up again, this time bringing him down with a sideslam. Bristic then lifts Malachi up to his feet and throws him into the ropes, when Malachi returns he is met by a clothesline flipping him flipping him over onto his stomach as he contacts the mat. Hugh Bristic
walks over to above Malachi's head and grabs underneat Malachi's arms. Hugh Bristic gets down onto his knees as he flips Malachi up onto his back and backslides him down for the pin.]

Tina: 1...

[Malachi kicks out and rolls over onto his feet in time to receive a kick to the groin from Bristic. Bristic then grabs Malachi's head as he leaps backwards driving Malachi's head into his knee. Malachi rolls around on the mat as Hugh Bristic takes the moment to point to his oversized cranium before going for the pin.]

Tina: 1...

2...

[Malachi kicks out.]

JR: Hugh Bristic has just been taking it to Malachi in this opening minutes of this contest.

[Hugh Bristic helps Malachi up to his feet and sets him up on the turnbuckle. As Hugh Bristic tries to climb up Malachi grabs Hugh Bristic in a front facelock and jumps up onto his shoulders. Hugh Bristic spins around 2 times trying to escape the move but eventually gets brought down to the mat with a top rope tornado ddt. Malachi quickly gets back to his feet and runs into the ropes as Hugh Bristic begins getting back to his feet. Malachi comes back and grabs Hugh Bristic around his head and jumps spinning around landing with a swinging neckbreaker. Hugh Bristic rolls over onto his knees and elbows holding his head
as Malachi walks up behind him grabbing him in a waistlock tries pulling him over with a German suplex but Bristic blocks it. Bristic quickly maneuvers around behind Malachi and goes for a German suplex of his own, but Malachi blocks it with his leg as well. Malachi then shrugs Hugh Bristic off with some vicious elbows getting Bristic to release his waistlock before Malachi brings him over his shoudler with a snapmare. Malachi then runs and hits the ropes again as Hugh Bristic stays on the mat, returning with a forward roll on the mat followed by a jumping front flip landing with his back across Hugh Bristic. Hugh Bristic gets to his feet holding his midsection as Malachi comes back grabbing around Bristic's neck and drops to his butt bringing Bristic down across his shoudler with a rear naked choke drop. Hugh Bristic jumps back to his feet holding his throat as Malachi runs and jumps off the middle rope, coming back with a spinning wheelkick. Hugh Bristic staggers around
before falling flat on his back on the mat.]

JR: DEATH FROM ABOVE!!! And Malachi is going for a pin...

Tina: 1...

2...

B: And a kickout by Hugh Bristic. You just can't keep a good man down.

[Malachi helps Hugh Bristic up back onto his feet and leads him over to his corner where Malachi tags in Rizzo. Rizzo enters and immediately begins wrenching Bristic's arm. Rizzo then pulls Hugh Bristic down to the middle of the ring with an armbar before applying a chickenwing. Rizzo then spins around to squueze Hugh's head between his knees while hooking both of
Bristic's arms and locking his hands. Bristic tries to flip Rizzo over with a back bodydrop and Bristic just gets to his feet before losing his balance to his front putting Rizzo's feet back on the canvas launching Hugh Bristic up onto Rizzo's shoulder. Rizzo then sits down driving Hugh Bristic's head into the canvas with a Michinoku Driver.]

JR: LANDSHARK AND A COVER!!!

Tina: 1...

2...

B: And Bristic kicks out!!! I knew he wouldn't stay down for long.

[Bristic and Rizzo get to their feet at the same time. Rizzo goes for a punch but Bristic ducks and takes Rizzo down to the mat with a drop toe hold side trip. Hugh Bristic then begins punching, kneeing, delivering forearms and driving elbows to every part of Rizzo's body he can make contact with. Hugh Bristic then moves around over Rizzo's head and drives his knees into Rizzo's head a couple times before grabbing Rizzo's arms in a double underhook and picking him up. Hugh Bristic then stands up and drops Rizzo on the mat behind him with a double underhook suplex. Hugh Bristic then jumps down onto Rizzo with a sitting side headlock. Rizzo starts fighting it and they both get up to their knees. When they both finally get back to
their feet Bristic manages to grab Rizzo's arm. Bristic releases the headlock to maneuver around behind Rizzo into a hammerlock. Rizzo reaches around with his other arm elbowing Bristic until he releases the hold, then Rizzo runs off into the ropes and when he returns he is met with a belly to belly suplex from Bristic that sends him down to the mat for a cover.]

B: HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT HOTSHOT?!

Tina: 1...

2...

[Tina Garcia's hand almost hits the mat when Jaye Doyle's boot hits the back of Hugh Bristic's head.]

B: NO!!!

JR: And Jaye Doyle might've just saved his teams chance of winning this match.

[Rizzo rolls out of the ring as Doyle begins punching Hugh Bristic. The scene changes momentarilly to show Matt Rison with the IEW Anarchy Championship over his shoulder watching the in-ring action on the backstage monitors.]

Matt: Figures Doyle would be stupid enough to fight in two matches again. Last time he fought two matches it was for this belt. This time, its all his damn fault.

[Matt Rison turns and walks away as the scene goes back to ringside and the in-ring action where we see Jaye Doyle still controlling the action as a dazed Hugh Bristic walks into a sidewalk slam. Hugh Bristic slowly makes his way back to his feet and Jaye Doyle wastes no time nearly taking Bristic's head off with a superkick. Jaye Doyle then lifts Hugh Bristic up over
his head before dropping him. Doyle falls to one knee as Bristic crashes down across it a victim of a back breaker drop. Hugh Bristic is on two knees and one hand while holding his back with the other. Jaye Doyle grabs the back of Bristic's hair pulling him up to his feet, only to drop him back down to the mat with a Russian Legsweep. Jaye Doyle then lifts Hugh Bristic
up again hitting him with a Northern Lights Suplex. Jaye Doyle signals to the crowd before raising Bristic up above his head one more time before bringing Bristic's shoulders to the mat with a Fisherman's Suplex.]

JR: DOG DROP AND A COVER!!!

Tina: 1...

2...

B: And Bristic is still kicking out on his own at 2
and 3/4's!!!

[Jaye Doyle smacks the mat a couple times before getting back to his feet. Hugh Bristic and Doyle get to their feet and they both begin trading punches. Bristic eventually gets the upper hand and forces Doyle back into the corner. Bristic then grabs Doyle's arm and starts an irish whip, but instead of getting out of the way Bristic pulls Doyle into him only to shoot him up into the air and nail a flipping neckbreaker on the way down. Hugh Bristic then applies a neck wrench on Jaye Doyle. After a small amount of time passes Doyle manages to start fighting his way out of it, and before long Doyle is on his feet driving elbows into Hugh's midsection. Doyle then runs off into the ropes and on his return goes for a crossbody, but Bristic steps into it catching Doyle absorbing the contact for the most part. Bristic staggers backwards a couple of steps before dropping
Doyle's feet down to the mat and grabbing around Doyle's waist. Bristic then uses his athletic ability to hit a Hot Shot on Jaye Doyle sending him over the top rope to the outside. Doyle lands oddly with a roll and hasn't even stopped moving yet as Croc runs in from his corner attacking Hugh Bristic. Croc turns Hugh Bristic around before lifting him up and dropping him across his knee with a backbreaker. Croc then applies an armbar to keep Bristic on the mat with the pressure applied. Croc releases the hold and climbs nearby turnbuckles as Bristic begins to slowly get back to his feet. Croc dives off the top grabbing a waistlock on the way down. Hugh Bristic is trying hard to grab the ropes but they are just out of reach and gets pulled over for a pin attempt.]

Tina: 1...

2...

[Hugh Bristic rolls on out of the hold as both he and Croc have now managed to get back to their feet. Croc kicks Bristic in the gut and pulls his head between his legs, then Croc lifts Bristic up onto his shoulders in the crucifix position. Croc then pulls Bristic over like a flapjack slamming him down onto the mat with a Gory Bomb. Croc rolls him over and goes for a pin.]

JR: Croc Drop!!! Hes rolling him over for a pin!!!

Tina: 1...

2...

B: And Bristic keeps making it closer and closer, but hes hanging in there like the true champion that Croc never will be.

[Croc gets up to his feet while Bristic is struggling to move and lifts Bristic up in a reverse waistlock before jumping and sitting down driving Bristic's head into the mat with a piledriver. Croc waits for Hugh Bristic to get back to his feet in a limited form, and as soon as he does Croc meets him across the side of his head with a spinning heel kick. Croc then applies
an Octopus hold. Bristic screams for a few moments while the move is applied. Croc then releases the hold and raises Bristic up in the unprettier position before jumping forward doing a corkscrew landing Bristic on his face. Croc then rolls him over for the pin.]

JR: CROCODILE DEATH ROLL!!! Cover...

Tina: 1...

2....

JR: 3!!! NO!!!

B: YES!!! Thank you for the books DarkDragon!!!

[Malachi enters the ring to confront DarkDragon and they begin exchanging punches and kicks. Croc gets to his feet and turns to look at them seeing no way for him to get involved, but as he is deciding this Hugh Bristic gives him an uppercut between the thighs from behind. Croc turns around to receive a back body drop by Hugh Bristic as he rises up to his feet. Croc rises
up to his feet quickly holding his back and Hugh Bristic grabs him again, lifting him up from behind only to drop him on his back with a back suplex. Hugh Bristic then grabs Croc's arm lifting him to his feet and sends him off into the ropes, and in return Croc gets a devastating belly to belly suplex. Instead of going for a pin, Hugh Bristic signals to his corner and rolls out of the ring. Then the massive Downfall jumps onto the top rope and them jumps onto Croc's shoulder spinning him around and driving his head into the mat with a tornado ddt as DarkDragon finally gets the upperhand on Malachi clotheslining him over the top rope to the outside. DarkDragon goes out after Malachi as Downfall continues punishing Croc by holding his hand and pulling him closer to the ropes and doing a springboard hurricanrana to the middle of the ring and keeping Croc in a legscissors and armbar after the landing. Downfall keeps this applied until Croc begins to get unresponsive, and it is at this moment that Downfall releases the hold and lankilly lifts Croc up into a crucifix position, and when bringing him over and down drops him right on top of his head.]

JR: OOH!!!

B: I bet that one hurt.

JR: I just hope hes not injured from that impact.

B: So what if he is Jimmy, its one less competitor Downfall is going to have to tear through later.

JR: Downfall is now going for a cover...

Tina: 1...

2...

JR: And Croc just got his shoulder up.

B: Uh oh. Downfall is furious, and at Tina none the
less.

[While Downfall is arguing with Tina Garcia, Croc is making his way up the turnbuckle and as soon as Downfall turns around to give Croc any attention he is met with a top rope ddt with no spin on it; it just goes straight down.]

****BOOM!!!****

JR: I don't think that was good for either of them.

B: Either do I Jimmy. Now I think both of their necks are screwed up.

[Downfall and Croc both manage to get to their feet at about the same time. And Croc fights Downfall off with a few punches and kicks enough to pick him up before bringing him to the mat with a gory bomb.]

JR: Another Croc Drop and a cover!!!

Tina: 1...

2...

B: Its going to take more than that to stop the champion, let me tell ya.

[Downfall and Croc both get to their feet and Croc receives a kick to his midsection from Downfall. Immediately Downfall pulls Croc's head down between his legs and lifts him up reaching with one arm between Croc's legs and locking his hands firmly before dropping him to the mat with a cradle piledriver. Croc lands and rolls over onto his stomach. Downfall helps Croc get up from behind by picking him up, but then as he is spinning around brings Croc back to the mat with a backdrop. Downfall now applies an octopus stretch of his own, and after a few moments releases is signalling for his finisher getting a mixed reaction from the crowd. He then helps Croc up onto his feet and then up onto his shoulders. Downfall then runs and jumps with a spin landing a perfect Samoan drop onto Croc before going for a pin.]

B: THE TWISTER!!! Count that sucker out!!!

Tina: 1...

2...

3!!!

B: NO!!!

JR: And Croc escaped defeat thanks to Malachi pulling on Tina Garcia's leg and jerking her out of the ring. 

B: UGH!!! Next time do you think you could come up with a better way of wording the situation that doesn't reak of Rison?!

[Downfall walks over to the ropes and points over at Malachi as Croc begins to get to his feet. DarkDragon then catches Malachi from behind with a forearm shot sending him back down to his knees as Croc walks up behind Downfall just in time for him to turn around and get a kick to the gut followed by a ddt. Croc then signals for the Crocodile Death Roll and gets a
massive amount of crowd support. Croc grabs Downfall up in the unprettier position and jumps with a spin dropping Downfall to the canvas before rolling him over and going for a pin. Tina Garcia slides back into the ring to count.]

JR: CROCODILE DEATH ROLL!!! This match could be over!!!

1...

2...

3!!!

JR: NO!!!

B: YEAH BABY!!!

JR: DarkDragon just pulled Tina Garcia out of the ring, and now she doesn't like it one bit.

B: Oh my gosh!!! She just slapped DarkDragon!!!

JR: And now Malachi with a superkick to the side of DarkDragon's head to save the lovely lady!!!

B: Lovely? Hardly. A lady? Absolutely not.

[DarkDragon rolls Malachi into the ring from the outside. As DarkDragon begins stepping through the ropes Malachi begins rising to his feet, and as soon as DarkDragon clears the ropes he is met in the knee with a dropkick bringing him down to the canvas. Malachi runs and hits the ropes as DarkDragon begins getting back to his feet and meets DarkDragon in return with an elbow smash knocking DarkDragon back into the ropes. DarkDragon then launches off of the ropes past Malachi, who quickly grabs DarkDragon around the waist before turning slightly and bringing DarkDragon down in the center of the ring with a bridged German suplex and a pin.]

Tina: 1...

2...

B: I can't believe Malachi thought he could win with a move like that.

JR: What are you talking about? I've seen wrestlers use that move all night so far.

B: And unsuccessfully at that!! Every time I see that move it makes me go turn on the boob tube, at least then there is something entertaining to see.

JR: Don't you think you could stop telling the people about what you see on tv?

B: I'll watch whatever I damn well want to see and I'll tell whoever I want about it if I want to. Besides, if the people around here watched it more often they'd know more than even Rison does about how to have sex without making babies. 

[DarkDragon picks Malachi up onto his shoulder and brings him down with a flapjack straight into his boots as he delivers a dropkick. Malachi and DarkDragon both get to their feet quickly as DarkDragon runs into the ropes and in return ducks a
Malachi clothesline, but stops immediately past Malachi. DarkDragon then quickly brings his elbow back nailing Malachi in the back of the head. DarkDragon then takes the hand that Malachi is holding the back of his head with and twists it around into an armbar and applies additional pressure until Malachi is on his knees. Then DarkDragon releases the hold and delivers a karate chop to the base of Malachi's neck. DarkDragon then takes the stunned extended arm of Malachi and tugs on it sending Malachi into the ropes. And upon Malachi's return DarkDragon races into him with a gore sending him down to the canvas. DarkDragon then makes his way up to the top turnbuckle and is about to dive off with a shooting star press when Rizzo throws Hugh Bristic into the ringpost shaking the turnbuckles and sending DarkDragon crashing sac-first onto the top turnbuckle. Malachi gets to his feet and goes over to the turnbuckle climbing up onto the second rope. Malachi signals to the crowd by
raising his fist that he is about to do 10 punches, but DarkDragon quickly sticks in an eye gouge to change his plans. DarkDragon then lifts Malachi up to go for a powerbomb, but Malachi sunset flips over the side all the way down onto the corner of the apron pulling DarkDragon over with him. Malachi lands on his knees, but DarkDragon lands with a vicious flapjack just beside him.]

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!! HOLY SHIT!!!

[Malachi then locks on the Redemption on the outside of the ring.]

JR: Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. DarkDragon needs to find some redemption of his own to break that hold.

B: That or a good weapon, and I believe I saw a trusty sledgehammer laying around here a bit earlier.

JR: Oh no!!!

B: Oh yes!!! Amid all the confusion Nick Sloan has managed to get his favorite toy back into his very own hands.

[Rizzo finally re-enters the ring and checks on Croc for a moment who is still down before setting his sights on Downfall. Rizzo begins lifting Downfall up onto his feet and his met with some vicious rights as he gets back onto his feet. Downfall then picks up Rizzo onto his shoulder and hits a powerslam. Downfall kicks Croc's almost lifeless body out of the ring
before going back to Rizzo and picking him up from behind, doing another powerslam style move directly into a pin.]

JR: Dragon's Fang and a cover!!!

Tina: 1...

2...

JR: And Rizzo kicks out of the World Heavyweight Champions pin attempt.

B: That count was slow Jimmy. Downfall's hand should've been raised in victory right there as the champion that he really is.

JR: And with that DarkDragon is going to argue with Tina Garcia. And something is going on, he's turning her back to Rizzo in the ring!!!

B: YES!!!

JR: I can't believe it!!! He distracted Tina Garcia so Nick Sloan could slide into the ring and deck Rizzo with the sledgehammer!!!

B: Well you can believe it buddy. This match is as good as over.

[Downfall comes back and see Rizzo laying in the ring and goes for a pin.]

Tina: 1...

2...

3!!!

B: NO!!!

JR: For some reason Downfall just pulled up Rizzo's shoulder!!!

[Downfall gets back to his feet and signals to the crowd for the Dark Backward. Only a handful of the fans in the arena are cheering for it, the rest are booing like mad. Downfall then successfully applies The Walls Of Jericho.]

B: THERE IT IS!!! THE DARK BACKWARD!!! Rizzo is done for sure. Raise the arm ref!!

[Tina Garcia begins checking Rizzo for life when Jaye Doyle slides under the bottom rope into the ring. He grabs Downfall by the hair releasing the hold and runs tossing him over the top rope to the outside. Nick Sloan then races in with the sledgehammer and does a big overhead swing, which Jaye Doyle ducks, and hits the top rope. Doyle then takes the moment to Thesz press Sloan to the canvas delivering a series of right. Sloan turns the Thesz press over and his about to do the same with the sledge when Tina Garcia jerks it from his hands. Doyle then turns it back over and delivers a few more punches as the fans are going nuts. Doyle pulls Sloan up onto his feet and irish whips him into the ropes, but Sloan reverses it. Doyle
bounces off of the ropes and in return meets Sloan with a swinging lariat bringing Sloan down to the mat. Doyle then locks on a front facelock with bodyscissors.]

CROWD: WHOOF!!! WHOOF!!! WHOOF!!! WHOOF!!!

JR: The fans are calling for it, and they're about to see it right now; THE DOG POUND!!!

B: Don't do it Sloan!!! Don't tap to this!!!

[Nick Sloan begins hitting the mat.]

JR: THERE IT IS!!! HES POUNDING FROM THE PRESSURES PUT ON HIM BY THE BIG DOG!!!

[Tina Garcia calls for the bell.]

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

The Mic: Here is your winner... JAYE DOYLE!!!

[Malachi releases the hold on DarkDragon and re-enters the ring to be with his partners. Rizzo and Croc both slowly make their way back into the ring to congratulate Doyle on a job well done.]

JR: Talk about experience, Jaye Doyle waited for the perfect moment to excerpt himself and just like that he pulls out the victory.

B: Let me say that you couldn't have said it any better. Jaye Doyle simply just stood around like a coward avoiding everyone until the final moments of the match. Now if you call that what a legend is made of then I can name a few million people who are tuned into this program right now that are legends in the making.

[“Deny” by Default kicks in as Doyle, Rizzo, Croc and Malachi in that order begin making their way back to the backstage area. All seems fine until DarkDragon jumps Malachi from behind as soon as Croc walks through to the back. DarkDragon double axehandles Malachi from behind taking him down, then grabs Malachi in a front facelock and jumps with a spin driving Malachi headfirst across the steel grating busting him open.]

JR: DarkDragon doesn't appear to be finished.

B: That was the Deja Vu, so mark my words the punishment Malachi received in the ring hes about to receive all over again.

[DarkDragon signals for Malachi to get to his feet and as he does DarkDragon jumps up onto his shoulders delivering a hurricanrana off of the entrance ramp down onto the concrete floor below.]

***THUD!!!***

JR: MY GOD!!! Malachi can't take all this!!!

B: Yeah he can. *fiendish grin* Trust me.

[DarkDragon jumps down landing on his feet as Malachi is trying to crawl away. DarkDragon grabs Malachi under the arms and clamps on a full nelson before dragon suplexing him not once, not twice, but three times before standing up again with a limp and bloody Malachi in his hands. DarkDragon then lays him over the security rail so the fans can see Malachi's injuries first hand.]

JR: DarkDragon is so hidious!!!

B: HAHAHA!!! No kidding!!! I bet those fans are going to have nightmares of this for months. But then again thats what they get for having feeble minds.

JR: And now Malachi, not just beaten beyond disbelief but also put on display as an example of things still in store from DarkDragon.

B: Well what can you say? Malachi wanted DarkDragon's attention and he got all of it and then some, and sometimes in this business you get exactly what you're looking for.

JR: You can say that again.

( The camera cuts back to Pussy’s office where Tanya just walked in. )

Tanya: Pussy, do you think that this match tonight is going to be fair on Magnum and Dream Man?

Pussy: Well it’s not up to me, Mackie made the match and I have to enforce it.

Tanya: But that’s the point, Mackie want them taken out to take the titles away from them. This is just part of his plan to wear them down and beat them down so he can have easy pickings.

Pussy: Look, this week I have no say over what happens Mackie won the Battle Royal and he made the card so he.......

Tanya: Oh the hell with Mackie and the Battle Royal. You know as well as I do that this is just a plan to wear them down and take the titles and they said that if you were not going to do something about it then they were not going to do it.

Pussy: Ok, let me put it to you this way, I am going to do something. The Dream Team doesn’t have to wrestle tonight.

( Tanya gets a grin on her face )

Pussy: That?’ right because since they don?’t want to wrestle then I am going to have to strip them of the titles. 

( Tanya suddenly stops smiling. )

Tanya: What!!!! You can’t They are the champs..

Pussy: Well I suggest they get ready for their match.

( Tanya gets pissed off and storms out of the office and slams the door behind her. )

Jimmy: Wow, It looks like the Dream Team are running scared tonight.

Brutus: No their not Jimmy, they just want to make things fair that's all.

JR- Well this next match is going to be very interesting. 

Brutus- As the night of insanity goes on. 

JR- Hey, I think the fans are enjoying tonight. 

Brutus- Well either way, Mackie has no respect for the superstars in this next match. 

JR- Its the Lame Champions match! 

Brutus- Don't call it that! 


The Mic: The following match is scheduled for one fall! And it is the LAME CHAMPIONS match! 


Brutus- Oh come on! 


The Mic- First he is a former IEW Champion ... 


( Thousands of foil hearts fall from around the arena as the music starts. Multi-colored laser lights dance around the entrance area , then join together to form one large beam striking Dale Levitt , with his muscles flexed. He is accompainied to the ring by his wife and am 
valet , Celeste valentine , who is making final touches to his hair. While walking down the ramp , Celeste begins spraying air freshner around the arena. ) 


The Mic- Dale Levitt!! 


JR- THeres the first Lame Champion. 

Brutus- Shut up. 


The Mic- ANd his opponent ... 


( The lights faintly dim into complete darkness as eerie chamber music plays, gray smokes emits from everywhere video screen comes on with pictures of destruction and murder are seen pictures of war, fire and death as the images fade out into sinister laughing. The giant video screen lights up with a huge fireball rips through Earth, suddenly the lights brightly flash on "Better to Reign in Hell" by Cradle of Filth hits the speakers. Chaos comes puts his arms out to his side while yelling; he is wearing blue jeans that have several small rips. His body shows the scars of his violent past ) 


The Mic- Coming to the ring weighting in a 330 pounds, he is the first IEW Grand Slam Champion Marcus "Chaos" McLarkin!!!!! 


JR- And here's the next. 

Brutus- You mean the most dominating IEW superstar ever! 

JR- Uhhh ... No, I dont mean that. 


- The ref brings the two competitors together. The ref begins to talk to them, but Chaos pushes the ref away. Chaos starts attacking Dale with vicious punches to his face and body. When Dale buckles over, Chaos starts clubbing at Dale's neck. 


Ding Ding Ding 


JR- Wow! Chaos coming in fast and hard. He's out to prove something tonight. 

Brutus- He shouldn't have to, he's a former IEW Champion. 


- Marcus lifts up Dale and sends him into a turnbuckle hard! Chaos comes in with a spear into the turnbuckle. Dale hunches forward and Chaos drops him with a kickout DDT! 


JR- I have to admit, I am impressed, Chaos has taken control of this match. 


- Marcus turns Levitt over and covers ... 


One 



Two 



Kickout! 


- Marcus pulls up Levitt, who throws an arm up into Marcus' crotch. Marcus is now the one bending over. Dale locks up Marcus' head with a side headlock. Dale forces Marcus' over to the ropes and then jumps on the ropes driving Marcus down to the mat. 


Brutus- Love has retaken control! 

JR- I don't think either man wants to be the lamest champion. 


- Dale gets up and springboards off the second rope with a corkscrew elbow. Dale covers ... 


One 





Two 




Kickout! 



- Dale picks up Marcus and drives a forearm into his head. Dale bounces off the ropes but Chaos, still bent over, catches him with a Spinebuster. Chaos starts pounding away at his head with fists. Chaos gets up as does Dale. Dale grabs the ropes and Marcus comes running, Dale throws Marcus over his head with a back body drop over the ropes. Marcus hits the outside. Dale backs off and takes a running start for a suicide dive through the ropes. Marcus gets hit by the dive and crumbles to the outside mat. Dale stands up dizzy, he stumbles a bit and then leans on the apron. 


JR- These two former champions are really taking it to each other. 


- The ref slides out side trying to get the two back into the ring. Dale slides under the ropes and into the ring. Marcus gets up and follows suit. Dale comes in and drops an elbow onto Marcus' back. Dale picks up Marcus by his head but Marcus pushes him away. Dale comes back but gets caught in a Choke Slam! Marcus falls to a knee but then crawls over Dale and covers ... 


Brutus- Huge Chokeslam! 

JR- This could be it. 


ONE 






TWO 





Dale gets his arm up! 


JR- Near fall for Marcus. 



- Marcus stands up looking pissed. He does a 360 taking a look around the ring. Marcus begins to climb the turnbuckle ... 


JR- What is he doing? 

Brutus- Pulling everything out of his arsenal. 


- Marcus gets to the top as cameras start flashing ... 


JR- Whats Marcus gonna do? 



- Marcus comes off with a shooting star press!! 


Brutus- He's too big! 


- Dale rolls out of the way and underneath the ropes. Marcus hits only mat! 


JR- He botched! 


- Dale pulls himself up using the ropes on the apron. Dale climbs the turnbuckle and signals for a frogsplash. 


JR- Dale Levitt looking to captalize! 


- Dale comes off with a frogsplash and hits Marcus deadon. Dale stays on for the cover.... 



One! 





Two! 





Thr.. Marcus gets his arm up. 



- Dale drags himself up as does Marcus. Dale throws a punch but Marcus grabs it and converts it into a full-nelson submission. 



JR- Reversal into the Pressure of Chaos! 


- Dale wraps a foot around Marcus' ankle, gaining control of his movement. Dale tries to force Marcus back-first into the turnbuckle. Marcus hits the turnbuckle hard. Dale then tries to burst forward but Marcus stays on. Marcus then trips Dale and turns the full-nelson submission into a Full-Nelson facebuster!! 


Brutus- Scorched Earth! Thats Marcus' old finisher!! 


- Marcus turns Dales body over and covers... 


JR- Can Dale kick out!? 




ONE 







TWO 







THREE! 




Ding Ding Ding 



JR- Wow, both compititors came out looking like winners to me Brutus. They were both out to prove they aren't lame. 



The Mic- And the winner of this match by pinfall ... Marcus "Chaos" Mclarken!! 


( "Better To Reign in Hell" by Cradle of Filth hits the speakers. ) 


JR- Tonights been crazy so far Brutus, and we still have an Anarchy Championship match between Rison and Lion. 

Brutus- EG Mackie is insane! 



The Mic: The following handicap non-title tag match is scheduled for one fall. Firstly making their way to the ring, the challengers, The DETH SQUAD!

*The arena goes black*

"How many people wanna Kick Some Ass!"

*As the opening riffs play a stream of fireworks shoot towards the entrance way and explode along with a loud crash of guitars and drums. Razor and Deth step out from behind the curtain to a chorus of boos. They appear to be mouthing off to the crowd as they make their way down the ramp to the ring. The big screen shows shots of Deth and Razor in their return to the IEW as masked men, and shots from the battle royal. The enter the ring still yelling out at the crowd amongst the boos.*

"How many people wanna Kick Some Ass... I do... I do"

*Both men then focus in on the upcoming match.*

The Mic: Their tag team partners, weighing in at a combined 620lbs! "The 7th Angel" Adam Chastane, Gulgamek....The Purge!

* Spotlights flash from out of the entrance way as an eery music begins to play. Words appear on the video screen as Dragula by Rob Zombie begins to play.

Dead I am the one, Exterminating son
Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze
Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry
As they slowly turn, conquering the worm

A lightning bolt sails from the top of the ceiling to the floor just before the curtain. A massive pyro explosion is set off. The lights then go out in the arena with only a single spotlight shining out from the entranceway. For Whom The Bell Tolls by Metallica kicks off as Gulgamek slowly makes his way down the entranceway. He reaches ringside, pulls himself up to the apron then steps over the top rope. He looks around seemingly confused. Adam Chastane is nowhere to be seen. Gulgamek turns and stares back at the entranceway as his music continues to play. *

Jimmy Rollins: Where the heck is Adam Chastane?

Brutus: He went after the Inner Circle JR!

Jimmy Rollins: I really hope he didn’t ditch his partner to go for revenge on the IC!

* As Gulgamek continues to stare back at the entranceway it allows both members of the Dream Team to attack him from behind. *

JR: The Dream Team has come out of nowhere to manhandle Gulgamek! Gulg is so confused he doesn’t even realize what’s going on. Magnum, Dream Man and Tanya are all here and they toss Gulgamek into the ring to start the brawl!

DING DING DING!

B: Dream and Magnum are wearing their Tag Belts but quickly unbuckle them and toss them to Tanya who holds them for safekeeping. Dream comes in first, stomping away at Gulg. He hooks Gulg’s leg into a half crab and wrenches away.

JR: Dream is trying to get to Gulg’s legs early so he can reduce the power advantage.

B: The Purge should do something, but they are just standing there smiling. I think they are actually enjoying Gulg get hurt!

JR: Dream lets go and tags in Mag. Mag gets in and stares down Deth and Razor before manhandling Gulg some more. He does a knee drop right to Gulg’s sore leg. Then another. Then another... No! Gulg rolled out of the way. Mag lands wrong on his knee and stumbles to the ground. Gulg gets up and double axehandle smashes Mag who hits the floor. Gulg tries to get the crowd fired up but Dream comes in with a springboard bulldog. The Dream Team is controlling this whole match so far!

B: They have to, it’s 4 on 2.

JR: That’s IF Chastane plans on showing up. Counting Tanya as their manager, I’d say its 2 ½ on 3.

B: The ref gets to Dream and ushers him back to the corner. Gulg gets up the same time as Mag and they exchange blows. Gulg gets the upper hand and hits a standing clothesline sending Mag down again. Gulg goes to his corner quickly and unexpectedly tags in Deth!

JR: Deth looks downright angry at this. They stare down for a few seconds. What the hell is going on? Like it or not, this is your teammate, Deth!

B: The ref forces Deth to get into the ring. Deth stomps on Mag a few times, then hits a scoop slam. Deth just stands there looking at Gulg then tags in Razor. Razor comes in and kicks Mag in the face a few times. Mag starts to get up but Razor only slaps him in the face. Mag starts to get angry and swings at Razor, but Razor drop kicks Mag to the ground again. Razor goes for a few more kicks to the face, then turns around in disgust. He tags in Gulg unexpectedly and jumps out of the ring. Deth follows as they both exit the arena!

JR: Now where do those two think they're going? They have a match going on.

B: Well maybe they were tired of working with second rate wrestlers.

JR: You're a second rate wrestler.

B: And a first rate commentator.

JR: You wish.

B: Razor and Deth disappear behind the curtain to a chorus of boos. I don’t know why they’re booing, Jimmy. I would’ve done the same thing if I were them. Chastane walked out on them, so they are only returning the favor.

JR: I highly doubt Chastane would stand up his partners if he could help it. I think there’s more than meets the eye here.

B: Well Gulg is sure in a bad way now. He is getting pummeled by Dream and Mag and there is nothing the ref can do about it! Dream and Mag both grab Gulg and somehow send the big man around in a double suplex! They pick Gulg up and whip him to the ropes, but Gulg returns the momentum with a double clothesline! Mag is the first to get up but Gulg is ready for him. Gulg punches Mag a few times making him step back toward the ropes. Then Gulg sends Mag over the ropes with a big boot!

JR: I call that a HUGE boot if you ask me. Mag is checking his upper lip, while Dream is trying to stir. Dream gets up only to be shoved in a powerbomb position by Gulg! Gulg lifts into one powerbomb, then a second one holding the pin!!

B: The Retribution! Dream Man is out! This can’t be!!!

Ref: 1...

2...

...

...

...

...

JR: Where is the ref???

B: Look! Tanya dragged the ref out from the ring and is complaining to him. Gulg finally realizes what is going on and exits the ring to confront Tanya. Tanya tries to slap him but can barely reach his face. Gulg just grabs her hand clasps her throat. No Gulg, no! She’s a woman!!

JR: Magnum gets up and nails Gulgamek in the back of the head with the Title belts and Tanya then pulls out a pair of handcuffs from her waist line. Magnum then proceeds to handcuff Gulgamek to the ring post!

B: The Deth Squad suddenly return from the back! Razor dashes to Mag and hits the Close Shave superkick! Deth comes sliding into the ring and grabs Dream Man and nails a 3/4-turn neckbreaker!

JR: The Deth Strike! Razor keeps Tanya at bay while the ref counts...

Ref: 1...

2...

3...!

DING DING DING!

Mic: And here are your winners, The Purge AND The Deth Squad!

JR: You gotta hand it to the Deth Squad to pick up the cheap win. The Dream Team had no way to stop this carnage.

*The Deth Squad leave the ring ignoring an angry Gulgamek who is still handcuffed to the post. Suddenly, the IEW-Tron comes to life. It shows the Purge's locker room. The camer zooms in on Redd Dogg and Hightower, who are leaning into the camera, in closeup. Redd grins.*

Redd: Yo Gulgamek! Hey buddy! 

JR: What do they want?

Redd: I bet you're wondering where Chastane is, huh? Let me tell you something, big man, Ive had it up to here with you. You and your little buddy Chastane, disrespecting the Inner Circle. You got a little taste of what we can do at Injustice Served. But Chastane saved you. But where is he now? I'll tell ya.

(They move out of the camera's view, to show Chastane, tied to a chair. He's been beaten pretty badly, blood running down his face, and he's bruised. He has a gag-ball in his mouth.)

Redd: See what happens when you f*ck with the Inner Circle -- 

(Gulgamek answers by running out of the ring, and up the ramp. He's in the back in a few minutes, and runs down the hall to the Purge's locker room. However, Redd and Hightower have already left, leaving only the tied up Chastane.)

JR: The Inner Circle continue to raise the bar in this blood-feud with the Purge!



(The scene switches backstage to pussy Valiant’s office. She is sitting behind a medium sized oak desk with her hands crossed. She looks right into the camera and addresses the people.)

PPV: Good evening everyone. Tonight, I have a very special announcement to make. Next week, I am going to finally grant someone’s request. Once and for all, I’m and going to shut Walker up and show her that I am not her enemy. So, next week, you will be treated to a special type of match. On one side will be Khrystal Walker, and she will have to face all four members of Inner Circle in a gauntlet match. However, the fun doesn’t stop there. If anybody not in the Inner Circle interferes, they will be fired on the spot. Now, if anybody in the Inner Circle who is not the person in the ring even shows up at ringside, Downfall will be stripped of the world title and will be ineligible to regain it for 2 months. *Pussy takes a deep breath and lets it out.* Walker, now’s your chance. It’s time to let your actions do the talking. As fort he rest of you, enjoy our main event.

(The scene switches back to Jimmy and Brutus.)

Brutus: She’s out of control.

Jimmy; No, she’s making sure Walker doesn’t have another reason to come up with another stupid conspiracy theory.

Brutus: Whatever. 

Mic: The following is the main event, and it is for the IEW Anarchy Championship. Introducing first, he weighs in at 230 pounds, he is the Anarchy Champion... "The Right Hand Man"... MATT RIIIIIIIIIISOOON!!!

("A.D.I.D.A.S." by Korn fills the arena. Matt Rison walks out from behind the curtain pumping his right hand in front of him. He then stops and looks at his right hand before shaking it viciously up and down as if to be cleaning it off. He then makes his way down to the ring trying to get high fives from the crowd, but noone gives him one so he looks at the crowd holding his arms out like "what gives?" as he continues to walk to the ring. He climbs in and up onto the second rope where he does his "Jacked Up Dance" as cameras flash from several places in the arena before hopping back down to the mat.)

JR: What is going to be the stipulation EG Mackie picked out for Rison?

Brutus: And what's up with all the treasure chests?

Mic: This match is scheduled to be a Jolly Roger Special match. To win, one man must find the right key and unlock one of the chests to find the Anarchy title belt. 

JR: Well that's... unusual.

Brutus: Who's going to be his opponent then? Jaye Doyle can't touch Rison because of the restraining order.

Mic: and introducing his opponent, he weighs in at 269 pounds... LIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOONNNN!!!

(Lights go low as "Enter Sandman", by Metallica begins to play, at the same time; video shows a gazelle eating the grass. As soon as the beginning words of the first verse begin to be heard, then the lights come up and a huge one-shot blast of pyro erupts, at the same time, a lion grabs a gazelle and drags it to the ground choking it. Lion then enters the arena at a slow focused pace, as the video shows Lion doing his finishers on various opponents. Lion, then climbs atop the apron and enters the ring over the rope one leg at a time. Then moves to the center of the ring where he 
places his hands over his face and as his fingers curl his teeth start showing as if he is about to scream. Then he looks like he roars as he stretches his arms with his fists clenched and his face facing upward and throughout the entire arena a lion’s roar bellows out of the speakers. Lion, from beginning to end of when he looks like he is roaring, an explosion of various pyro goes off all around him and black flames flare up from the entrance ramp and turnbuckles, at the same time, the video shows Lion's evil new attitude (still includes clips of Lion putting both contours through two different tables). Lion is shown brutalizing his opponents. There is even a clip where it shows the Lion everyone knows and loves then claw slashes rip it to shreds in the video.)

JR: Oh my. 

Brutus: This should be a very difficult test for the Right Hand Man.

(Lion goes right to work on Rison, laying into him with big right hands. Rison blocks on punch and responds with a big right of his own, followed by a clothesline. Lion runs at Rison, only to be taken down by an armdrag, tben followed by another. Rison grins, a bit confident, and he slaps Lion over the head.)


JR: Rison does not want to make Lion angry here.

(Lion punches Rison in the gut, fighting to his feet. Rison cuts him off with an elbow to the back, and he runs off the ropes, but Lion cuts him off by scooping him and dropping him with a fast and hard powerslam. Rison gets to his feet and Lion slides out of the ring, and roots around under the apron, coming up with a trashcan. He prepares to throw it but Rison baseball slides under the ropes and kicks it into Lion's face. Rison then picks up the trashcan, looks at it with a grin, and slams it over Lion's back, hard. The crowd gives a little "ooooh".)

JR: What a shot!

(Rison throws the trashcan to one side, and lands a few more clubbing blows to the back of Rison. He grabs Lion, and tucks his head under his arm, looking for a DDT onto the concrete, but Lion wraps around his waist and runs with Rison, ramming him into the steel guardrail. Rison screams and holds his back, and Lion hauls back and rams him into the steel again. Then Lion lifts Rison up, and irish whips him with great force into the steel steps. Rison hits with a loud bang, shoulder and back first, as the steps go flying.)

JR: My god what force! 

Brutus: Lion is not playing around here. He gets his pleasure from the pain of others. And I must say, I like that in a guy.

JR: Oh, why don't you marry him?

(Rison's head is resting on the steel ringpost. Lion hauls back and kicks Rison's head, squashing it into the steel. Lion picks up Rison, lifting him up in a torture rack, then he drops him throat first across the steel guardrail. Then Lion climbs into the ring, and grabs one of the keys dangling from a turnbuckle. He bends down to one of the treasure chests, and unlocks it, but instead of the belt he pulls out a crown. He looks at it, a bit confused.)

Brutus: Pirate treasure!!

(Rison is slowly crawling up on the apron. He's getting to his feet, as Lion looks the crown, shrugs, and smashes it over Rison's head. Rison falls to the mat. Lion picks him up, lifts him to his feet and drops him with a powerbomb. Then he starts to go for the next turnbuckle, but Rison is holding on to his leg.)

JR: Rison is fighting with everything he has to keep Lion from getting to the next treasure chest!!

(Lion is stomping on Rison, kicking him in the ribs. Suddenly, Rison sweeps his legs from under him in a sort of drop toehold, and Lion's throat bounces off the second rope. Rison desperately chokes him with the ropes, hauling back on the rope for leverage. The ref, Tina Garcia, tells him to let go, but can't do anything about it. Finally, he lets go.)

JR: Tina Garcia can't do anything but watch here. 

(Rison rests for a second, catching his breath, as Lion gets to his feet. Lion goes for a clothesline, Rison ducks, and when Lion turns around Rison hits a punch to the face, then another, then does the Bubba Ray Dudley dance before hitting a bionic elbow to the forehead.)

Brutus: Stand Shake and Deliver!

JR: Rison is trying to build some momentum here!!

(Rison motions for Lion to get up, and he does, and Rison stuffs his mouth full of mandible claw. Lion struggles, trying to escape, then finally kicks Rison in the groin, to the sympathy of the crowd.)

JR: Finger Lickin' Good! ...Wait -- 

Brutus: He doesn't think so anymore.

(Rison is bent over double, holding his jewels. Lion picks up the empty treasure chest and slams it over Rison's head, breaking it over his head. Rison is wearing the chest like a mask now, and he can't see. He's stumbling around, and Lion runs off the ropes and kicks the chest (and Rison's head) for a field goal with a big boot. Rison drops.)

JR: Lion has really been taking it to Rison here tonight. 

(Lion turns back to the next turnbuckle. He grabs the key, and goes to the next treasure chest. He opens it, and he pulls out a penis enlarger pump. Disgusted, he throws it away.)

Brutus: ... Ew.

JR: EG Mackie is a sick man.

(Lion goes to the next chest, and looks to unlock it. Rison, the treasure chest off his head, comes behind him, steel chair in hand, and he slams it over Lion's back. Lion falls to his knees, and Rison blasts him over the head with the chair. He hits Lion 3 or 4 more times while he's down. Lion still struggles to his feet With one final crack with the chair, he's down. Rison climbs out of the ring and roots around under the apron, coming out with a barbed wire bat.)

JR: He's pulling out the heavy artillery now!!

(Rison tries to choke Lion out with the bat, but Lion blocks it with his hand, cutting himself a little on the barbed wire. Grabbing hold of the bat, Lion smashes it back into Rison's head. Rison staggers back, and Lion drops him with a stiff shot from the bat. Rison's face is deeply cut and lacerated from the barbed wire.)

JR: What a shot by Lion!

Brutus: He's really showing his ferocious side tonight.

(Lion waits for Rison to get up, then crushes him with a huge spear. He lifts Rison to his feet, landing some knees to the shoulder and chest region as he does, and throws Rison into the corner. He grabs Rison by the hair, and slams his face into the turnbuckle as the crowd counts along... 1...2...3...4...5...6...7... Rison can barely stand, and Lion takes his head and slams it into the turnbuckle once more. ) 

JR: Rison can barely stand on his own! Somebody needs to stop this!

Brutus: Are you kidding, this is great!

(Rison is trying to catch his breath, laying in the corner, back facing the turnbuckle, and Lion hoists him up on the turnbuckle facing the middle of the ring as like set up for hurricanranna from top turnbuckle. Lion climbs up and puts opponent's head under armpit in what looks like a reverse DDT, making sure his footing is secure on the turnbuckle and top rope. Then Lion jumps off and does a counterclockwise Testdrive.)

Brutus: Lion's Sinking the Teeth in!!

JR: Rison may not be able to get up after all that.

(With that done, Lion gets to his feet and goes back to the treasure chest. He grabs the key and unlocks it finding only cooking items, like a cookie sheet, forks and knives, and a cheese grater, and also the gauntlet from a knight's suit of armor.)

Brutus: What the hell is this, Martha Stewart?

(He looks at Rison, picks up the cookie sheet, and slams it over his head. Rison is busted open pretty badly from a gash over his eyebrow. Lion takes the fork and stabs it into Rison's head a few times.)

JR: Come on, this is unneccessary! He doesn't have to do this to win the belt!

Brutus: But he wants to, Jimmy. He wants to inflict as much suffering as he can on Rison. 

(In desperation, Rison grabs the metal gauntlet and whacks Lion over the head with it as hard as he can. Lion backs off, and a little blood comes from under his mask. Lion wipes his face, finding blood, and is enraged. Lion growls, and stomps on Rison's right hand, crushing it under his boot.)

Brutus: Hey! Rison needs that hand!!

(Lion motions for Rison to get up, and sets Rison up for what looks like a full nelson slam. Lion then does a dragon suplex. Lion, still holding on, does another dragon suplex. Lion still doesn't let go as he lifts Rison up one more time and this time when Rison's neck is even with Lion's, then Lion chokeslams the opponent to the mat)

Brutus: There it is! Lion's Fury! It could be over!

(Lion kicks Rison in the face and turns away, toward the last chest.)

JR: That has to be the chest with the title belt in it. 

Brutus: Awww, you mean the beating is over?

JR: This is beyond just a beating. This is like child abuse.

(Lion is just about to grab the last key when Rison desparately jumps onto his back. He wraps around Lion in a sleeper hold, using his legs in a body scissors as well. Lion starts to fade a little bit. Rison cinches the hold in tightly. Suddenly, Lion roars, and climbs back to his knees, and then gets to his feet. He runs with Rison on his back, and runs into the opposite corner, squishing Rison behind him into the turnbuckle. Rison still somehow hangs on, so Lion runs into another turnbuckle, doing the same thing a few more times. Finally Rison lets go, and Lion drops him with a sidewalk slam. He lets Rison get to his feet, and picks him up for a chokeslam, dropping him onto a backbreaker.)

JR: The Lionslam! Maybe this is the end!

(Lion, cursing at Rison, gets onto Rison's back, grabs Rison's arms and places his head right between the shoulder blades of his opponent. Lion, then, turns over onto his back with his shoulders up and wrapping his legs around Rison wrenches the head and spine.)

Brutus: The Lion Deathlock!!

JR: This isn't right! He can't make Rison tap out, that won't win him the match!

Brutus: You know he's just trying to punish Rison. 

(Rison seems to have passed out, so Lion throws him down. He picks up the key, and goes to the chest, and starts to unlock it, but Rison, crawling now, grabs him by his leg and tries to yank him away. Lion can't believe Rison's still awake. He grabs Rison, by the hair, walks him over toward the turnbuckle, and starts to set him up on the turnbuckle, calling for the "Unleash the Beast". However, Rison elbows him in the face a few times and Lion falls to the mat. Rison steadies himself, then flies off the rope, going for a fist drop.)

JR: The Jacked Up Fist Drop!

Brutus: Rison might not want to do that, that's the hand from earlier...

(Lion rolls out of the way, and Rison's hand hits the mat hard. Rison gives a yell of pain, and holds the hand as if it's broken. Then, from behind, Lion picks up the barbed wire bat from earlier, and when Rison turns around, still holding his injured hand, Lion drops him with a hard shot over the head. Rison drops like a stone, bleeding profusely.)

JR: Dammit, not this way!

Brutus: Hey, it's all legal, Jimmy.

(Lion goes back to the remaining chest, and opens it, pulling out the Anarchy Title belt.)

Mic: And your winner... and NEW IEW Anarchy Champion.... LIIIIIIIIOOOOOONNN!!!

(Lion holds the title high, as Rison is still trying to get to his feet. Lion smiles and wipes some of the blood off Rison's face, wiping it across the title belt, and then across his chest like war-paint.)

JR: Rison put up a good fight, but Lion is a ruthless sonofabitch.

Brutus: You can say that again. 

JR: Still, you can bet that Rison's going to want some payback. But, that’ll have to wait. Right now, we are out of time. Goodnight folks.

(End transmission.)


Credits:

Match 1 - Euan G. Mackie
Match 2 - Matt Rison
Match 3 - Josh Fishman
Match 4 - Doug Wise
Match 5 - Bryan Jukes