[The scene opens with an earlier today scene of the parking lot showing Khrystal Walker rolling on the ground holding her knee as the paramedics run to her aid. The scene then changes to inside the arena as pyros shoot off and cameras pan through the crowd reading signs that say: "Viva La Pinata", "I'm Here To See The Trick Shot", "X Gonna Give It To Ya", and "Unleash The Beast". The scene then goes to a wide shot of the arena as "Miss Independent" by Kelly Clarkson hits the speakers as "Passionate" Pussy Valiant makes her way to the ring carrying a microphone. She climbs into the ring carefully revealing her cleavage to one side of the crowd, and just how skinny her thong can be to the other side.]

B: I wish I was the bottom rope right now!!!

JR: Oh shut up and... PASS ME THE BINOCULARS!!!

B: After the way you've been treating me, I think I'll pass on that altogether.

[Pussy Valiant looks over the crowd briefly before speaking.]

Pussy: I was going to come out here tonight and talk about why I'm now in charge of the IEW, but instead I have something more important that I must address to the entire locker room. As you all know one of the IEW's greatest wrestlers was recently attacked in the parking lot. However, what I don't know is who did it. That's why I'm going to stay here in this ring until I have answers, even if it takes all night.

B: This could be good for ratings!!!

[The scene goes backstage for a moment to show Doctor Love looking at a monitor of Pussy Valiant standing in the ring.]

Doc: I hope she realizes she's on Kwik-E TV. This crowd doesn't want to see her unless she's taking something off.

Matt: Whats up Doc?

[The camera pans around to see Matt Rison walking up with his eyes glued to the monitor. He then looks up at Doctor love as he continues speaking.]

Matt: I understand that you've been having some women trouble lately. Would you like for me to give you some advice on how to fix it?

[Matt Rison lifts a bat up to his shoulder as he looks down at the monitor.]

Doc: I think you need to think this over some more Matt, so why don't you go talk to Leigh Beido? I think I heard her screaming for you from bathroom stall 69, and if you hurry you might not miss out on the action.

Matt: Believe me, I've had plenty of time to think and I'm about to fix the one that ails my mind.

[The scene go back to the ring with Pussy Valiant.]

Pussy: I'm still waiting. Is everyone in the back impotent or something? Last week it almost required something between the legs to make an appearance, seems like this week it takes a lot less.

[Matt Rison parts the curtains still carrying the bat and Doctor Love follows him out reluctantly as no music is played.]

Pussy: Matt Rison, I should've known you'd be the first to make an appearance here tonight. It's only fitting that the IEW's greatest coward make his way to his boss carrying a baseball bat. I just hope you're not planning on beating up a poor defenseless woman with that bat like you did to Khrystal Walker earlier this evening.

[Matt Rison starts climbing the steps onto the ring apron and steps over the second rope. Doctor Love grabs Matt Rison's outside leg and shakes his head no before Matt Rison jerks his foot loose and continues into the ring.]

Pussy: Well? What do you have to say for youself for attacking the IEW's next World Heavyweight Champion?!

Matt: Woah, woah, woah, woah!!! Let me get this straight. Khrystal Walker was going to become the next IEW World Heavyweight Champion? How in the world could that happen?! You know, normally I'd ask what you were smoking to even think such a thing, but instead I think I'll change the subject to a more important matter and ask who you've been sucking on to be able to remove me from power?

["Big" Balls Brukowski walks out on the top of the ramp holding a microphone.]

Balls: Maybe you didn't read her memo, jackass!!!

[Balls Brukowski walks down to the ring while continuing talking.]

Balls: If you had you'd know that this jackass's wife...

[Balls points at Doctor Love.]

Balls: bought 51% of the IEW's stock from you...

[Balls points at Matt Rison as he climbs the steps..]

Balls: therefore naming her...

[Balls points at Pussy Valiant.]

Balls: as the official IEW President, and there is nothing you...

[Balls steps through the ropes and points at Matt Rison.]

Balls: can do about it.

Matt: Wait a minute now!!! Before we all go pointing fingers...

[Doctor Love races into the ring and grabs the microphone from Matt Rison.]

Doc: My wife?! Over half of the IEW's stock is owned by my wife?!

Pussy: The one that just divorced you if my memory serves, one Celeste Valentine.

Doc: That bitch!!!

Balls: Yeah, she was quite a woman, that is until you...

[Balls points at Matt Rison.]

Balls: Hit her with a baseball bat!!!

Matt: Listen, I had every right to turn Khrystal Walker into Nancy Karigan. Only difference is this bitch won't be taking anything home but a leg splint.

Pussy: Will you two shut up!!! It's clear to me that both you and Doctor Love have a lot of hostility against the IEW in its present state. And unlike where you would let things slide, I won't Rison. So two weeks from now it will be you and Doctor Love versus "Big" Balls Brukowski and a partner of his choosing.

[Both Rison and Love bust out laughing.]

Doc: "Little" nuts and a partner of his choosing, huh? Who you going to get "Tiny" Pecker?

Matt: Oh, oh, wait, what about Biggus Dickus? You know, from that Monty Python movie!!

Pussy: If you two can't be serious about this then I'm suspending both of you to you locker rooms for the rest of the evening.

Matt: Yes mother.

Pussy: And this includes you too Doctor Love.

[Doctor Love drops to his knees.]

Doc: Yes mommy, I'll be a good little boy.

Balls: Hey, I'm starting to feel like a Catholic!!!

[As that is heard throughout the arena Matt Rison launches himself over the top rope landing on his feet using the ropes to guide him down safely. At the same time Doctor Love quickly scurries under the bottom rope to the floor as Balls Brukowski chases after his behind with his arms spread wide, but Balls stops at the ropes staying in the ring.]

Balls: I just have to say one thing. I hate to see you boys leave, but I really like watching you both walk away. Especially when I know you'll both be coming back soon to succumb to The Total Package!!!

["Lets Hear It For The Boys" by Denise Williams hits the speakers as "Big" Balls Brukowski begins dancing around in the ring.]

JR: Did he just say what I think he did?!

B: He sure did.

JR: I can't believe this. First we get put under Pussy Control and now we have a dick measuring contest.

B: Yes!!! Isn't the IEW wonderful?!

JR: Not from where I'm standing.

The Mic: The following contest is a standard match and it is scheduled for one fall. Coming to the ring first, he hails from St. Louis, Missouri and he weighs in at 208 pounds… Sean DuBose!!

(The house lights flash blue and yellow with the opening drums and guitar of "Good Times Bad Times" by Led Zeppelin plays. As the first verse begins blue and yellow lights flash at quick, regular intervals. Sean makes his way down to the ring with his trusty sidekick Bitchboy in hand. Sean climbs into the ring and raises Bitchboy to a salvo of photo flashes. Sean gives the hockey stick to the ref and awaits his opponent’s arrival.)

The Mic: And his opponent from parts unknown weighing in at a lot… Gorilla!!

*Lights go low as "Welcome to the Jungle", by Guns N' Roses begins to play. On the Screen a shadowy image can be seen. When the the beginning words of the first verse begin to be heard, An explosion of pyro on stage and turnbuckles erupt. The flames on the turnbuckle set the top half of the turnbuckle ablaze. Gorilla enters carrying two flamethrowers. He raises them above his mouth, in an X shape, after tilting his head up. He spits and the flames shoot up and light a display that spells "GORILLA." He walks calmly and focused to the ring as fans cheer. He steps onto the apron and gets into the ring one leg over the rope at a time. He spits another fire eruption from the flamethrowers. Then he hands the flamethrowers to the time keeper and takes off his trench coat cloak and hands it to the time keeper as well. Then he stands in the middle of the ring and does a Rhyno type chest pound before getting into his corner.*

Jimmy; These two men have been at each other verbally all week.

Brutus: Now it’s time for one of them to put up or shut up.

*Sean and Gorilla meet in the middle of the ring. They lock up and Gorilla quickly throws Sean to the mat. Sean gets up and he locks up with the big man again. Gorilla pushes Sean back into the corner. Gorilla breaks cleanly and back up. Sean approaches Gorilla and they lock up for a 3rd time. Gorilla puts Sean in a side headlock. Sean spins out of it and applies a hammerlock. Gorilla misses with a back elbow smash to Sean’s head. Sean wrenches Gorilla’s arm, but Gorilla counter with a hard clothesline. Gorilla lifts Sean up and he scoop slams the smaller man with authority. Gorilla jumps and crushes Sean with a standing legdrop. He covers and the ref counts.*

1…

2…

Kickout.

Jimmy: Pretty impressive beginning here for Gorilla.

Brutus: Sean is in WAY over his head. This won’t last much longer.

*Gorilla bends over and he picks Sean up. Sean grabs Gorilla’s head and he drops with a jawbreaker. Sean gets to his feet and he relentlessly punches away at Gorilla’s head. Sean steps to the side of Gorilla and he takes the big man down with a side Russian legsweep. Sean lets gorilla get to his feet before nailing a standing dropkick. Gorilla stumbles back and ends up in the corner. Sean charges and is greeted with a big boot to the head. Sean stumbles backward in a daze. Gorilla charges but Sean is quick to counter with a drop toe hold. Sean gets right up and lands an elbow drop to the back of Gorilla’s head. Sean grabs a hold of Gorilla’s leg and he kicks away at the thigh muscle. Sean puts Gorilla in a standing leg lock. Gorilla overpowers Sean and pushes him off with his free foot. Gorilla gets up and Sean runs at him. Gorilla catches Sean and drives him down hard with a spinebuster. *

Brutus: Gorilla wasn’t kidding when he said he’d be ready for Sean’s speed.

Jimmy; But Sean’s proving he’s going to use much more than just speed. He’s already dipped into the submission playbook.

*Gorilla gets to his feet and he drags Sean up. Gorilla whips Sean into the corner and he follows closely with a corner clothesline. Gorilla props Sean up in the corner and he chops Sean hard across the chest. Gorilla drags Sean out of the corner and he executes a vertical suplex. Gorilla goes for the cover.*

1…

2….

Kickout.

Jimmy: Close call for Sean, but he got his shoulder up just in time.

Brutus: Like I said, it’s becoming crystal clear that Sean is overmatched.

*Gorilla gets to his feet and he lifts Sean up by his hair. Gorilla whips Sean into the ropes. Sean ducks a clothesline and then he stops dead in his tracks. Before Gorilla can turn around, Sean chop blocks him in the knee. Gorilla falls to both knees and then Sean bulldogs him to the mat. Sean grabs Gorilla’s leg and he slams it knee first into the mat 3 times. Sean applies a half crab to the softened up leg. Gorilla uses his power to turn onto his back and kick Sean off once again. Gorilla gets to his feet but his knee gets taken out by a low dropkick by Sean. Sean grabs hold of Gorilla’s leg and he put him in an anklelock submission. Gorilla screams in pain as Sean wrenches the leg.*

Jimmy: What a great strategy by Sean. He‘s taking the big man’s legs out and doing it with technical savvy as opposed to lightning quickness.

Brutus: Sean did promise that he’d take an unorthodox approach to fighting the big man.

*Gorilla uses his strength and he reaches the ropes. Sean breaks immediately and backs up. Sean charges at Gorilla as he gets up but Gorilla clobbers Sean with an elbow smash. Gorilla shakes his leg a little to loosen it up before stomping away at Sean’s midsection. Gorilla lifts Sean up off the mat and he crushes Sean with a rib breaker. Gorilla lifts Sean up and he whips the smaller man hard into the corner. Gorilla walks over and kicks Sean a few times in the gut. Gorilla grabs the middle ropes and he uses them as leverage as he thrusts his shoulder into Sean’s abdomen.*

Jimmy: Sean needs to get out of that corner quick or it’ll be all over.

*Gorilla spins Sean around and he sits him on the top rope. Gorilla climbs up to the top with Sean and he takes the little man down with a top rope belly to back superplex. Gorlla covers Sean.*

Brutus: Say goodnight to Sean. This one is OVER!

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2…

thre NO!!

Jimmy: Looks like you spoke too soon Brutus. Sean kicked out just in the nick of time!

*Gorilla gets to his feet and he can’t believe it. Gorilla pleads his case with the ref, but to no avail. Gorilla bends over and he lifts Sean up. He whips Sean into the corner. Gorilla goes for another corner clothesline but Sean gets out of the way. Gorilla crashes into the corner face first. Sean grabs his head and smashes it into the top turnbuckle several time. Sean backs up and dropkicks Gorilla in the back. Gorilla falls to the mat ass first. Sean slides out of the ring and he grabs one of Gorilla’s legs. Sean slams it a few times on the steel post. Sean climbs back into the ring while Gorilla clutches his leg. The crowd begins to make some serious noise as Viper emerges from the back with a sledgehammer in hand.*

Brutus: I guess the cavalry has arrived.

*Viper makes his way to ringside. He climbs on the apron as Sean starts to go for a figure four. Sean stops and sees Viper on the apron. Gorilla gets to his feet and he slams a double axe handle onto Sean’s back. Gorilla grabs Sean by the pants and hair and throws him out of the ring. Gorilla proceeds to distract the ref as Viper walks over to Sean. The crowd splits in two and Rizzo comes running through it, bloody chair and all. Rizzo climbs the guardrail and lands behind Viper. Just as Viper lifts his sledgehammer up for a hard blow, Rizzo lays him out with a chair shot to the back of the head.*

Jimmy: That’ll leave a mark!

*Rizzo checks to make sure Sean is OK. Rizzo grabs Viper by the arm and drags him to the timekeeper’s table. Riz sets a folding chair up over Viper and sits on it, making sure he can’t interfere anymore.*

Brutus: I’m shocked and appalled that Rizzo is taking advantage of this situation. The old Rizzo would go in there and destroy Gorilla.

Jimmy: The old Rizzo, as you put it, didn’t have much honor either.

*Gorilla recognizes what happens and he goes to the outside. Gorilla grabs Sean and he rolls him into the ring. Gorilla climbs back in and assaults Sean with boots to the body. Gorilla picks Sean up and sets him up for a powerbomb. Gorilla lifts him high in the air, but Sean ands a series of rapid fire punches to the head. Sean lands so many that Gorilla falls backwards with Sean landing on top, still pummeling away. Sean gets up and he waits for Gorilla to get to his knees. Sean runs and takes the big man down with a somersault neckbreaker just as Gorilla gets to his knees. Sean grabs a hold of Gorilla’s legs and he signals for a submission.*

Brutus: Sean has Gorilla in a bad way right here!

*Sean holds onto Gorilla’s leg and he drops an elbow on the knee 4 times. Sean stands up and slaps Gorilla into a Texas cloverleaf in the middle of the ring. Sean cinches the move in and Gorilla is hard pressed to get to the ropes. Gorilla tries to fight the pain, but he finally gives in and taps.*

Jimmy: It’s over!!!

The Mic: the winner of this match by way of submission… Sean DuBose!!

Brutus: Pretty impressive debut by both men, but Sean proved that in the ring, size doesn’t really matter.

Jimmy: This was a great match. Thank god Viper didn’t have the chance to affect the outcome.

*Rizzo greets Sean on the outside and both men walk to the back, waving to the crowd on their way up.*

Brutus: Aww, how cute, they’re all buddy buddy.

Jimmy: That’s what you call a true friendship. Are you jealous?

Brutus: Nauseous is more like it.

*The lights go down and "Hunger" by Kick Axe starts to play. The Felined One himself comes out from the backstage area wearing a black leather jacket, open to reveal his new Thunder Cat T-shirt, blue jeans and black cowboy boots. He's also wearing dark shades and, as he tags the fans' hands comes on down the aisle towards the ring.*

The Mic: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome at this time, The Felined One himself, Thunder Cat!

*The Cat enters the ring and removes the shades, slipping them into a pocket on the inside of the leather jacket. The crowd starts chanting "Real TV Champ! Real TV Champ!" as the Cat is handed a microphone.*

Cat: Thank you for that, really. I suppose you're all wondering why I'm standing out here tonight on Sunday Night Mayhem, here in... Lisbon, Portugal...

*The Cat pauses for the cheap pop he knew would erupt.*

Cat: But I had some business here that needed taking care of. Y'know, last Sunday at Assencion Rising, I thought I'd be on top of the world. I would be the Undisputed Unified TV Champion. But as the old saying goes, life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans. So the way I figure it, I've got three options. I could go home, curl up with the Book Of Shadows and cry over spilled milk. Anyone who knows me, knows that that is not an option. The second option is go after Bengal Supreme, er, E.G Mackie for my rightful TV title, but that wouldn't prove anything. Make no mistake, Mackie, your destruction is both assured and imminent, but it will be at a time and place of my choosing, not yours. No, I much prefer my third option, which is to set a new goal. I can't think of a better goal than winning the IEW Heavyweight Championship.

*The crowd goes wild with cheers and applause and chanting of the Cat's name*

Cat: So I was in the locker room last week,and I was watchin' the match for the Heavyweight title. Turns out, Hugh Bristic is the new champion. Here's a guy who looks like he desperately needs to be taken down a peg or two. I'm just the kind of guy to do it, too. If he knows what is honestly good for him and his career, he will, no doubt, accept my challenge. As things seem to be in this federation, I am as you'd call underrated among my peers.

*The crowd starts booing and hissing at those remarks.*

Cat: So this, right here and now Bristic, is your wake up call. It's time for you to get up and smell the reality because the reality is, that I will defeat you. I want that title and I want it as soon as possible.

*The crowd goes nuts again, chanting the Felined One's name and waving their signs.*

Cat: Bristic, it may not be next week, hell, it may not even be the next Pay-Per-View, but you can mark my words that sooner or later you and I will meet in that ring. When that happens, that title will be going home with The Felined One... So mote it be.

*The music starts up again, and The Felined One tosses the microphone back to The Mic. He leaves the ring and starts walkin' back up the aisle, pausing at a sign that a fan has made. The camera catches up to the Cat holding the sign, which reads "Thunder Cat... The Next Heavyweight Champion!". The Cat pulls out a marker and signs it for the kid and his nice-looking older sister. As the music still plays on, the Cat heads back towards the backstage area and the parking lot.*

The Mic: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the IEW Extreme Championship. Coming to the ring first is the challenger. He stands 6 feet 4 inches tall and he weighs in at 249 pounds.. X!

["Machine" by Static X begins to pound through the PA system. Right as the chorus begins to play, X walks out with his head bowed. He gently looks over the crowd through his mask and shakes his head. He bows his head once more and slowly goes to the ring. At the turnbuckle he looks over the crowd and takes off the loose robe and noose that hung around his neck. X enters the ring and awaits for his opponent. ]

The Mic: And his opponent hails from Chicago, Illinois and he weighs in at 228 pounds. He is accompanied to the ring by Michelle. He is the current reigning IEW Extreme Champion. Downfall!

[The opening notes of "Walk" by Pantera start up on the PA system, as the arena goes dark.

Is there no standard anymore?
What it takes, who I am, where I've been, belong.
You can't be something you're not.
Be yourself, by yourself, stay away from me.
A lesson learned in life, known from the dawn of time.

Re, spect, walk.
What did you say?
Re, spect, walk.
Are you talking to me?
Are you talking to me?

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 (Like Chris Benoit) and prepares for the match.]

Jimmy: This match is going to blow the roof off this place!

*The ref calls for the bell. Both men meet in the middle of the ring and they trade verbal insults. Downfall pushes X and X comes back with a hard right. X lands a few more and Downfall backs into the ropes. X whips Downfall into the ropes but Downfall ducks a clothesline. Downfall bounces back and hits X with a clothesline of his own. X gets back up and gets booted in the gut by Downfall. Downfall executes a snapmare and then he dropkicks X in the back. Downfall covers.*

1..

Kickout

Brutus: That'd have been severely disappointing if we skipped the whole extreme part of this match.

*Downfall lifts X up and X breaks his hold. X lands a series of rights and kicks to the gut. X picks Downfall up and he throws the champ to the mat with a hard slam. X follows the slam up with a fist drop to the forehead. X stands up and he drags Downfall up with him. X atomic drops Downfall and the he clotheslines the champ from behind. X climbs to the top as Downfall gets back to his feet. X takes Downfall down with a top rope cross body press. X stays on top and hooks the leg.*

1..

Kickout.

Jimmy: X has a tendency to take tons of risks.

Brutus: The more risks he takes the more mistakes he'll make.

*X stands up as does Downfall. X whips Downfall into the corner. X charges at downfall and is met with an elbow to the face. Downfall pulls himself to the 2nd rope. He flies and takes X to the mat with a 2nd rope bulldog. Downfall stands up and he collects himself. X gets to his feet and it greeted with a couple of boots. Downfall grabs X and he takes the challenger down with a reverse neckbreaker. Downfall rolls out of the ring and he digs underneath it.*

Jimmy: Things look to get a little messy now!

*Downfall emerges with a bamboo stick. Downfall rolls into the ring and he waits for X to stand up. X does so and Downfall slams the stick into X's midsection. X doubles over and the champs nails him with the stick on the back. Downfall hits him again for good measure and then he covers.*

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2.

Kickout.

Brutus: X isn't going to be able to take much more of this.

*X gets up and he ducks a swing of the stick. X kicks Downfall, causing him to drop the bamboo stick. X grabs Downfall and he executes a snap suplex. X stands up and he stomps away at Downfall. X lifts the champ up and he throws Downfall to the mat with a side slam. X goes to the corner and he climbs to the top. X flies and he nails Downfall with a flying elbow drop. X hooks the leg and the ref counts.*

Jimmy: What a high risk move by the challenger!!!

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2.

Kickout.

Brutus: Impressive as it was, it wasn't quiet enough to keep Downfall on the mat for a 3.

*X gets up and he lifts Downfall up with him. X takes Downfall off his feet and drives him hard with a backbreaker. X goes to the outside and he starts his own archaeological dig under the ring. X comes out with burlap sack. X rolls into the ring and he dumps a sack of tacks on the mat.*

Jimmy: Sweet Jesus what is he planning to do?

Brutus: He's going to make a mess!

*X lifts Downfall up, but Downfall hits a low blow. Downfall goes behind X and he throws him into the tacks with a German suplex. Downfall holds on and stands up. He puts X back first into the tacks again. Downfalls keeps his grip tight, gets up, and nails a 3rd and final German suplex into the tacks.*

Jimmy: Look at all of those tacks sticking out of X's back!

Brutus: Kids, do NOT try this at home!

*Downfall covers X.*

1...

2...

Kickout.

Jimmy: WOW, what a close call for X!!

Brutus: Downfall is NOT happy that didn't end it!

*Downfall gets up and he pleads his case to the ref, but the ref ain't hearing it. As he talks to the ref, X gets up. He sneaks up behind Downfall and full nelson slams the champ onto the tacks. Downfall arches his back in pain as X climbs out. He grabs the ring bell from the timekeeper's table and he climbs back in. X stands ready as Downfall slowly stands up. Downfall turns around and gets his bell rung by X. X covers the champ.*

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2.

Kickout!

Jimmy: Holy crap, we almost had a new champ!!

Brutus: Downfall isn't going out that easy!

*X gets up and he drags Downfall to his feet. X sets Downfall up for a piledriver, but Downfall kicks his feet wildly. Downfall reverses the momentum and he back body drops X to the mat. Downfall goes to the outside. Michelle gets up on the apron and X starts to yell at her. Downfall reaches under the ring and pulls out a crowbar. He bashes it against the steel ring steps causing a huge bang. He smiles, and holds it up to the crowd. He climbs in the ring, X, who was arguing with Michelle, turns around and Downfall smashes him in the side of the head with the crowbar. He lays into the fallen X with several more stiff crowbar shots*

JR: My god! Downfall is beating the hell out of X with that crowbar!

Brutus: Duh.

*Downfall drops the crowbar and he covers.*

Jimmy: This could be the end of the match!

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2.

thr NO!!

Brutus: How the hell did X kick out? He was out cold a second ago!

Jimmy: I can't tell ya, but look at his mask. It's so saturated with blood it's dripping onto the mat.

Brutus: Both men are pretty bloody and it's barely 4 minutes into the match!

*Downfall gets up and he picks the crowbar up off the mat. X stands up, dazed, and he turns around. Downfall charges with the crowbar but X connects with a surprise standing dropkick. Both men are down and barely moving.*

Jimmy: Neither man is going to be able to take much more of this.

Brutus: Whoever makes the first real mistake of this match is going to end up the loser.

*X finally gets up and he grabs Downfall. X lifts Downfall up and he lands on the mat with a jumping piledriver. X gets back up and he goes to the top rope. X flies and he nails Downfall with a frogsplash. X takes a second to recover from the impact and then he covers Downfall.*

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2.

thr NO!

Brutus: DEAR GOD!

Jimmy: We were mere MILLISECONDS away from the title changing hands!

*X gets to his feet and he doesn't believe it was a 2 count. X goes to pick Downfall up but the champ grabs X by the mask and throws him head first through the ropes and to the outside. Downfall rolls out and he assaults X with a series of boots. Downfall drags X to his feet and then he whips the challenger back first into the steel steps. X stands up very slowly. Once he gets all the way up Downfall connects with a spinning heel kick to the face. Downfall grabs X and he rolls him into the ring. Downfall rolls in right behind X and he stands up. Downfall waits for X to come to. As X gets up Downfall springboards off the 2nd rope and hits a springboard dropkick. Downfall goes for the cover.*

Jimmy: UNLEASHING!!

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2.

thre NO!!

Brutus: Downfall is pulling everything out of his arsenal and it's just not enough to keep X down.

*Downfall gets up and he starts screaming at the ref. Downfall turns back to X, who is just starting to get up. Downfall helps X up and he whips X into the corner. Downfall charges and goes for a corner splash but X gets out of the way. Downfall crashes into the corner and eh stumbles backwards. X spins him around and he takes Downfall hard to the mat with a T-bone suplex. X gets to his feet and he goes out of the ring. X grabs a table from under the ring and he puts it into the ring. X slides back in and sets the table up so that it's leaning in the corner. X lifts Downfall up and he lifts Downfall up in a vertical suplex position. X holds him up for a second before DDT'ing the champ through the table. Both men fall to the mat.*

Brutus: GOOD NIGHT CHAMP! X just DESTROYED Downfall with The End!

Jimmy: He needs to get a cover soon to capitalize on that spectacular move!

*X stirs and he rolls over slowly. He gets all the way over to his stomach and drapes an arm across Downfall's chest.*

1...

2..

Michelle grabs Downfall's foot and puts it on the bottom rope.

3 NO!!!!

Jimmy: Michelle put Downfall's foot on the rope and the ref didn't see her do it!

Brutus: Downfall is a lucky fella to have a fine chick like that by his side.

*X gets up and he turns to Michelle. X argues with Michelle for a good while. Downfall gets up, X from behind and rolls X up in a school boy.*

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2.

thre NO!

Jimmy: That would have been HIGHLY disappointing for X to lose like that.

Brutus: Not for Downfall!

*Downfall and X both get up but X is quicker on the attack. X levels Downfall with a hard clothesline. X picks Downfall up and he whips the champ into the corner. X charges and he crushes Downfall with a corner spear. X stands up and he sits Downfall on the top rope. X climbs up with Downfall. X grabs Downfall and he takes the champ down with a tope rope overhead belly to belly suplex. Both men lie flat on the mat, still as a rock.*

Jimmy: X is taking it to Downfall, but he keeps wasting time!

Brutus: That's why X isn't a champ Jimmy. He's not ring savvy enough to put this one away.

*X gets up and he flops on top of Downfall for the pin.*

1...

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Thre NO!

Brutus: AGAIN he kicks out! Downfall is unbelievable!

Jimmy: He's a resilient little bugger!

*X picks Downfall up and he drops the champ with a short powerbomb. X walks to the corner and he climbs up. X flies off the top with a shooting star press but Downfall gets his knees up. X clutches his ribs as he writhes in pain on the mat. After a good delay, both men get to their feet very slowly. Downfall grabs X and he whips him into the ropes. Downfall connects with a superkick as X bounces back.*

Brutus: Downfall just nailed the Beast Kick. This has to be the end!

Jimmy: It doesn't look good for X!

*Downfall covers and he hooks the leg.*

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thre NO!!!

Jimmy: It's not over!!! X got his shoulder up!

Brutus: This guy is taking a lot more punishment than I thought he could!

Jimmy: And more than Downfall thought as well!

*Downfall gets up and he grabs a hold of X's leg. Downfall crashes down on X's leg with an elbow drop. Downfall repeats the move second and third time. Downfall slaps X in a sharpshooter right in the middle of the ring.*

Jimmy: X has nowhere to go! He's doomed!

*Downfall leans back and X screams as more pressure is put on his legs and back. X starts to inch towards the ropes. X reaches out and stretches to grab the rope, but he is just shy of it. X's head sags and he begins to slip into unconsciousness. X's arm falls to the mat the ref checks it.*

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Jimmy: X kept his arm up! He's fighting the pain!

*X does just that and he finally gets close enough to the ropes. He grabs a hold of the bottom rope. Downfall waits a few second to let go. As the ref admonishes him, Michelle hits X with a high heel shoe shot to the head.*

Brutus: That dumb ref is so busy disciplining Downfall that he just missed Michelle sticking it to X.

*Downfall climbs outside and he grabs a chair. Downfall rolls back into the ring. Downfall stands in the corner, waiting for X to get up. X stands up and Downfall charges. X ducks a hard chair shot. Downfall turns around just in time to have the chair dropkicked into his face. X gets up and he slams the chair on Downfall's back a few times. X lays the chair on the mat and he drags Downfall to his feet. X lifts Downfall up and he drops the champ head first into the steel chair with a sit-down cradle piledriver.*

Jimmy: THAT'S IT!!! X just nailed the X-Driver on the chair!

*X covers and he hooks the leg.*

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DING DING!!

Brutus: NO WAY!! X is the new Extreme Champion. We have a MAJOR upset on our hands!!

The Mic: The winner of this match and NEW IEW Extreme Champion.. X!

*Michelle slips a crowbar into the ring and she jostles Downfall to wake up him up. Downfall grabs the crowbar and he stands up. X, not paying attention because he's celebrating, gets clocked in the head with the crowbar. Downfall hits him a few more times in the head before security rushes out to get him out of the ring. X lays on the mat with a blood soaked mask and the Extreme Title. Med crews come out and attend to the new champ.*

Jimmy: What an intense and bllody match. But in the end, the IEW crowned a new Extreme Champion.

Brutus: But X paid a pretty nasty price afterwards for winning the title.

Jimmy: I guess Downfall's getting pretty comfortable with using a crowbar for a weapon.

Brutus: As we just witnessed, it's pretty damn effective.

Jimmy: True, but not effective enough to win the match.

*The scene cuts backstage where Karl Weiss is standing between Sean DuBose and Rizzo. *

KW: Good evening IEW fans. I’m here with former IEW World champion Rizzo and his partner Sean DuBose. So Riz, how’s it feel to be back in the IEW?

Riz: It feels good K-Dub. It’s been far too long since I’ve gotten into the ring. But I have to say it’s a little bittersweet. You see Karl, I’m starting to get the feeling that certain people around here seem to want everything given to them. No, I’m not talking about the former renegade champs. I’m talking about cats like X and Watchman.

KW: What do you mean?

Rizzo: What in the hell did Watchman ever do to get a spot in a pay per view main event? Nothing. He hasn’t done shit. You almost have to ask who did he blow backstage to get to where he is. And then X…. who the f**k is he? The guy with a cleft asshole? I don’t usually agree with morons, but Downfall’s right. X hasn’t done anything to earn a shot at the extreme title. These guys need to step back and let the real men take control. They’ll get their shots when they earn them

KW: I can see your point. Now, Sean, how do you feel about your match earlier tonight?

Sean: What happened happened. I can’t really say much more than that. I’m glad I got to work off some of the rust on my game. Other than that, I feel good about what happened.

KW: So what’s next for you?

Sean: I’m no sure. I’m not here to go and win a bunch of singles titles. I know…. That makes me sound like I have no ambition. But my ambition is directed towards achieving the goal Rizzo and I made. We want to teach punks like Watchman and X and whoever else thinks they can get title shots an respect handed to them that respect and titles are earned. Unfortunately for us, theer aren’t any more renegade champs to go after, but theer are always undeserving idiots.

KW: anything else you’d like to say Sean?

Sean: Yeah… (Waves) HI MOM!!!

Rizzo: I’ve teamed up with a retard.

Sean: Hey, I love my mom…

KW: Well, anyway, thank you two for your time. Good luck later tonight Rizzo.

Riz: Thanks chief.

*The scene cuts back to Jimmy and Brutus.*

Jimmy: I can’t believe I’m saying this but… it’s good to see Rizzo back in IEW.

Brutus: The man’s gone soft. It’s sad to see him in such a desolate state.

Jimmy: Let’s just get on with the show, shall we?

JR: Here's our next match. It's supposed to be Darkdragon and Khrystal Walker versus Extreme Impact Worldwide, but I don't know what Darkdragon will do without Walker at his side...

Brutus: He'll lose, that's what! The Dragon will go down in flames! Bet twenty dollars!

JR: Shut up Brutus.

("Co-Dependant" by Adema plays over the PA. As the song starts off spiraling pyros and rising up from the top of the ramp. The video shows time from Dragon’s debut match against Sephiroth in the tv title tournament, then switches to his superman seat/peg grab roof to roof gap over the helicopter in Russia, the acid drop Flair Tailwhip to the ramp below on the street from the top of a old building. Other scenes show clips from his various competitions, and his match against Nitrus and the other match against Falcon. Then clips from his TLC match for the Tag Titles. Out walks Dragon onto the ramp. Then Dragon walks down the ramp (Randy Orton style). Dragon rolls into the ring and lifts his arms up while standing in the center of the ring (Randy Orton style) then drops his hood and takes off his shirt and sets it down at the ring post and waits for his opponent.)

Announcer: Introducing first, from St. John, New Brunswick, Canada, he weighs in at 200 pounds... DARRRRKDRAGON!!

(The Crowd becomes silent in anticipation, the roar when the arena goes pitch black. After about 10 seconds, 5 pyros hit the stage, and "Downfall" by Trust Company begins to play. After about 10 more seconds, The Texas Redneck begings to come down the ramp. When he is about halfway down, He goes on his kneesand looks up, as more pyros go off on the top of the stage (like HBK's present entrance) As the crowd roars, T Neff slaps 5's with everyone and gets into the ring. He goes to the nearest turnbuckle, and raises his hands high. T Neff jusmps down and waits for his opponent.)

Announcer: Annnnd his opponents, introducing first, from Texas, he wieghs in at 235 pounds... the Texas Redneck.... T-NEEEEEEEFFF!!!

JR: This has become a handicap match, Brutus.

Brutus: Oh boo-hoo, cry me a river.

("Downfall" By Trust Company fills the arena again, then everything goes black. After about 30 seconds, big pyros go off on the stage as "Downfall" hits the chorus. Standing on the top of the ramp is Lamont Jackson, his back turned to the crowd with his hands raised high. He walks down to the ring, slapping 5 with everyone around him, and then gets into the ring, takes off the gold neckalce, and awaits the challenger.)

Announcer: And his partner, from parts unknown, he weighs in at 285 pounds... Primetime LAMONT JACKSSOOOOOONN!!!

(T-Neff and Primetime chuckle confidently, and try to box Darkdragon in. Suddenly, DD nails Primetime with forearms to the face, then a clothesline to T-Neff, then a clothesline to Primetime.)

JR: Wow! Darkdragon is showing tremendous heart, taking it to Extreme Impact Worldwide!

Brutus: Looks like the "heart" is about to get an attack.

JR: Brutus?

Brutus: Yeah?

JR: That was the stupidest thing I've ever heard.

(Darkdragon is firing away, nailing right hands to the face of T-Neff. Suddenly, T-Neff rakes his eyes, and DD turns around into a kick to the stomach from Primetime. Primetime lifts DD up, into a huge body slam, then he drops an elbow across DD's chest. T-Neff and Primetime start to lay the boots to Darkdragon, but the referee Balls Brukowski tells them he only wants one in the ring at a time. T-Neff goes back to the corner.)

JR: This is a two on one mugging.

(Primetime irish whips Darkdragon hard into his corner. T-Neff holds DD's arms down, as Primetime comes running in for a big corner splash. At the last second, though DD elbows his way out of the corner, and gives Primetime a boot to his face.)

JR: Darkdragon with an impressive counter.

Brutus: C'mon, you've got to put a stop to that sort of thing.

(Darkdragon kicks Primetime in the stomach, and nails an overdrive neckbreaker (a la Test). Primetime gets up, and DD performs a forward roll followed by a clothesline (a la Konnan). It doesn't take the big man off his feet, so DD runs off the ropes and lands another clothesline, with the same effect. Finally, Dardragon tries for another clothesline, and Primetime falls. DD lifts Primetime up to his feet. Primetime cuts him off with a shot to the gut, then lifts him up as if for a powerbomb. DD slides off, and nails a HUGE tornado DDT.)

JR: Deja Vu!

(Darkdragon rolls into the pin. Balls counts...)

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(T-Neff and Primetime doubleteam DD now, flattening him with a flapjack. T-Neff lifts DD to his feet, and whips him into the corner, but Darkdragon reverses it and turns it into a moonsault (a la Jeff Hardy's Whisper in the Wind) which flattens T-Neff and Primetime.)

JR: And there's the Breath of Fire! Darkdragon is definately kickin' ass!!

(Darkdragon is stomping on Primetime. Primetime slides out of the ring, and hangs DD up on the top rope. T-Neff grabs DD from behind and gives him a release German suplex, with DD landing awkwardly on his neck. Balls tells T-Neff to get out of the ring, and he returns to his corner, only to get tagged in by Primetime about 2 seconds later.)

JR: This is not right, somebody stop this.

Brutus: Like who, Khrystal Walker? Oh, wait...

(T-Neff vertical suplexes Darkdragon, then floats over into a pin. DD almost immediately kicks out. T-Neff shrugs as if it doesn't matter, then locks in a painful Texas cloverleaf submission)

JR: The Texas cloverleaf!!

Brutus: Why does he call it that?

JR: Ummm... T-Neff is from Texas, dumbass.

(T-Neff sits back on it, applying more pressure. Balls asks DD if he will tap, DD screams "NO!!" Finally, T-Neff breaks the hold. He stomps on Darkdragon's back a few times, then tags in Primetime.)

Brutus: Here comes the pain!

JR: Shut up, you want us to get sued?

(Primetime lifts Darkdragon up to his feet, in a military press, then drops him hard. He waits for DD to struggle to his feet, then lands a big diamond cutter, followed by a pin.)

JR: Drive By! And there's the pin!

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3 NO Darkdragon kicks out.

(Primetime is giving Darkdragon a WTF stare. T-Neff blind tags himself in, and gives Darkdragon a few boots. Dardragon cuts him off with punches to the gut, then runs off the ropes. T-Neff puts a stop to that with a huge spinebuster. Then, he covers.)

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3. NO DD still kicks out somehow

(T-Neff lifts Darkdragon to his feet, but is dropped by a surprise jawbreaker. Primetime runs in, but DD ducks a Primetime clothesline, and dropkicks him in the back. T-Neff tries to come back, but he gets thrown out of the ring. Primetime kicks him in the stomach, lifts DD up, and nails a huge sitdown powerslam for a cover)

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JR: What can they do to keep Darkdragon down?

(T-Neff and Primetime can't believe it. T-Neff slaps his knee, calling for his finisher. Primetime lifts Darkdragon to his feet, holding his arms so he won't move. T-Neff tries for a huge superkick, but DD ducks it and T-Neff hits Primetime by mistake.)

Brutus: Oop.

JR: T-Neff missed the Chin Music!

(T-Neff turns around, and DarkDragon he punches the T-Neff, doing an uppercut styled punch to where he is lifting him and when DarkDragom is lifting, he flips the guy around and come back down which adds force on him and hit a backbreaker on his shoulder. DD covers.)

JR: Torque Converter!

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Brutus: Balls needs to get control of this match.

(Primetime and Darkdragon exchange right hands, finally DD starts to get the better of the big man. Primetime retaliates with a kick to the groin. Balls sees it, however, and calls for the bell.)

DING DING DING

Announcer: Annnnd the winner as a result of a disqualification... DAAARKDRAGOOONNNNN!

(Primetime can't believe it. He complains to Balls, but Balls tells him he saw what happened. T-Neff can't believe it either.)

JR: Darkdragon somehow pulled out a win over Extreme Impact Worldwide!

Brutus: At the cost of his manhood!

[DarkDragon quickly jumps to his feet and grabs both T-Neff and Lamont by the throats. He begins to lift them up for a double clothesline but gets kicked in the gut releasing both of them. Lamont and T-Neff both race out of the ring before DarkDragon can get his hands back on them. DarkDragon falls to his knees still in pain as T-Neff and Lamont both look back with perplexed looks on their faces.]

JR: I'm sure we haven't seen the last of this.

The scene opens in the backstage, where you see a door open where Reverend Rougeau and one half the IEW Renegade tag team champions, Tommy “Showtime” Contour , with the title wrapped around his waist. Tommy walks in backwards

Tommy: Rougeau, you’re looking at a six-time tag team champion! That’s right man! Six times! That’s a damn record for the IEW. Never before have the IEW has had a six-time tag team champion. I feel like celebrating! Too bad Johnny is acting all screwed up.

Voice: Screwed up uh?

Tommy turns around, where Johnny “Showbiz” Contour stands with a foul look on his face. Sister Starlet is behind him, with her hands on her waist. Tommy laughs , with joy seeing his tag team partner

Tommy: Johnny! There you are man, I’ve been looking for you all damn week! I couldn’t’ find ya!

Johnny: Perhaps I didn’t wish to be found, ever think about that Tommy? No, do you know why? Cuz it’s always been about you.

Tommy gives Johnny an odd look and clears his throat

Tommy: Um, excuse me? Johnny, what the hell are you talking about?

Johnny: You know exactly what I’m talking about! Sure, we’re tag team champions again! Yes, we got the real IEW Tag Team Championship…. but we didn’t earn it! We agreed that we wouldn’t cheat to win this time Tommy.

Tommy puts his hands up , as in mocking self defence

Tommy: Easy tiger, listen, we got what we came for, the real tag titles…

Johnny: No Tommy! I thought we agreed to walk in and beat both tag teams…cleanly. We would have finally shut the Beastly Squad up! We would have finally showed them we are the best tag team in all of the IEW. But no! You had to screw all up, just so you can be guaranteed to wear some gold around your damn waist!

Tommy: I did to save your ass! The Beastly Squad almost killed you!

Johnny: I would have kicked out god damn it! And even if I had lost, I would have lost with honour! With respect! I could have finished that match, but you became so damn scared, you pulled me out, just to save your own ass!

Tommy getting a little peeved

Tommy: Listen here boy! If it weren’t for me you wouldn’t be even a one-time tag team champion! Together, Johnny, together we are six time tag team champions! What I did was for the both of us!

Johnny: No, stop giving me that bullshit Tommy! This was all about you; it has been since the start!

Tommy shakes his head

Tommy: Johnny, don’t tell me you don’t’ like the feel that tag team title around your waist again. Tell me you don’t like being a six-time tag team champion! Don’t lie to me, or your self-Johnny! Would you really want to hold those damn fake titles?

Johnny bites his lip as he just stares at Tommy

Tommy: Yeah, what I thought. Now come on Johnny, we got to tour the town. Rison gave us the night off!

Johnny just stares at Tommy

Johnny: Nah man, I’ll think I’ll hang out here

Tommy shrugs

Tommy: Fine whatever Johnny. Starlet, stay with Johnny while I get some liquor. Six time tag team champions baby! Hail Director-ism

Tommy and Reverend Rougeau leave the room as Sister Starlet helps Johnny sit down. Just when the scene is about to close, Reverend Rougeau walks back in with a black bag

Reverend Rougeau: Johnny, you forgot this last week!

He pulls out the other IEW Tag team title and places it on Johnny’s lap, which has a “Johnny “Showbiz” Contour” name plate on the title

Rougeau walks away as Johnny just stares at the title, with uncertain look on his face.

JR: Johnny is still torn about how he won

B: He shouldn’t be! I know I’d be happy! What’s his beef?

[The scene focuses on the entrance ramp.]

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Hit it!

Super Bad" by James Brown blasts through the PA, out comes Rizzo in his wrestling gear. The fans cheer him on wildly as he runs down the ramp high fiving people near by and just enjoying the positive energy. He slides into the ring and climbs the turnbuckles, which get a few cheap pops. He jumps down and begins to stretch out in his corner as he waits for Bengal Supreme. The lights dim, and an orange glow shines from the aisle way. The song "Valley of the Damned" plays By Dragon Force as Benga makes his way to the ring, running furiously along to the music. He enters the ring and clims the turnbuckle showboating to the crowd, they in return boo the shear sight of him. He jumps down and looks across the ring at Rizzo with a snarl. The bell sounds and the two lock up.

JR- Brutus, you have to wonder, is Rizzo suffering from any ring rust, he has been gone for quite awhile

B- Of course he has ring rust! Bengal Supreme is going to expose him and just murder him in this match! Rizzo has no chance!

JR- Brutus have you forgotten Rizzo's standings in the IEW, he has been the world champion after all.

B- Who cares! World Champion or not, he's going to be slowed down by his ring rust!

Rizzo slowly gains the advantage over Bengal Supreme, but as he shoves him towards the turnbuckle, he side steps him and Rizzo goes into the turnbuckle. Bengal laughs to him self as Rizzo begins to circle around him. The two go around the ring a few times, until the lock up again. Bengal quickly takes Rizzo down with a drop toe hold, flows over and locks in a head lock of some sort. Rizzo begins to slowly fight back but Bengal keeps his head lock, up until Rizzo grabs hold of Bengal by the back and suplex him back. Bengal bounces off of the canvas hard, and quickly makes his escape out to the ring, the fans scream in there jeers as Rizzo is held back by the referee. Rizzo waits as Bengal re-enters the ring, and locks up with Rizzo once again. Rizzo takes the advantage of the hold again with a hammer lock, but Bengal grabs Rizzo and delivers a swift Jawbreaker. Rizzo hold his jaw in pain, as Bengal quickly slings himself into the ropes and knocks him over with a clothesline. Bengal quickly tries to grab Rizzo, but he grabs both of his legs, sweeping them out from underneath him. Bengal quickly escapes an attempt at a sharpshooter, he scurries over to his corner. Rizzo comes at him and just begins to lay in the boots to his chest. The referee comes in and breaks up beat-down, and Rizzo walks away. Bengal Supreme gets up, shaking out the cobwebs. The two meet in the middle of the ring, they lock up again. Rizzo tosses Bengal across the ring with a deep arm-drag, Bengal comes at him again to be hit with another deep arm-drag followed by a sloppy arm-bar. Bengal doesn't panic, instead he manages to break the hold with ease and mount some punches into Rizzo's side. Rizzo breaks the hold realizing his mistake, as Rizzo gets up through, he is drop kicked back down to the canvas by a flipping drop kick directed towards his head from Bengal Supreme. Bengal grabs the stunned Rizzo up and slings him into the ropes, and hits a belly-to-belly flip suplex on him. He goes for the pin...1...2.... Rizzo kicks out.

JR- That was almost the end of this match, Rizzo needs to watch out for those kicks from Bengal.

Bengal drags Rizzo up for a DDT, but Rizzo quickly reverse it into a snap Northern Light Suplex. Bengal recovers and dashes at Rizzo, but Rizzo is ready for him and sends Bengal down to the canvas with a clothesline leg sweep combo. Rizzo grabs Bengal Supreme looking to set him up for another move, but Bengal manages to shove Rizzo out of the ring. The crowd boos as he laughs it up inside the ring, he takes his time. Rizzo slowly makes his way to the steps, but Bengal cuts him off. He grabs Rizzo and Irish Whips him into the barricades. He lands shoulder first into the railing, but he's no worse for the wear. Bengal Supreme lays in a few punches to his head as he trash talks and show boats to the crowd that could careless about him. He Irish whips him towards the steel steps, but Rizzo reverses it in the nick of time. Bengal Supreme tries to evade by rolling but ends up hitting his lower back into the steel steps. Bengal grabs at his lower back in pain, but Rizzo scoops him up and shoves him into the ring regardless of his state. Rizzo rolls back into the ring as Bengal slowly gets on all fours. Rizzo drops the elbow right into the small of his back, and Bengal Supreme collapses once again. Rizzo drags him towards the middle of the ring, with his back up.

JR- RIzzo is heading towards those turnbuckles.

Rizzo leaps off of the turnbuckle with a flying elbow drop, but he misses the target mark on Bengal's lower back and hits his upper back instead, Regardless, Bengal is in pain. Rizzo drags him to his feet but Bengal knees Rizzo in the gut and uses Rizzo's weight to deliver a nice pile-driver. Bengal scales a turnbuckle and awaits Rizzo to rise to his feet. Rizzo in a daze makes his way to his feet, when Bengal Supreme flies off of the top rope looking for a cross body block, instead of knocking Rizzo down, he catches him. Rizzo smirks to himself and tosses him over his head with a Fallaway slam. Bengal lands hard and rolls towards the turnbuckle nearest him. Rizzo makes it to his feet and sees Bengal laying by the turnbuckle when inspiration comes to him. Rizzo slides outside of the ring and grabs Bengal his neck and leg, pulling back on these, he arches Bengal's back against the steel post. Bengal begins to scream in pain as the referee begins the manditory 5-Count!

B- DQ him Ref! That is a cheap illegal move! Damnit!

JR- It's only illegal if he keeps the hold after that 5-Count!

Rizzo breaks the hold at the 4, afterward his elbows Bengal is the side of the head. Bengal holds his head in pain and gets back into the ring fully. Rizzo re-enters, but right as he does Bengal grabs him by the neck and hits a hellish snap-mare on him. Bengal Supreme grabs Rizzo up and Irish Whips him into the ropes. He grabs hold of Rizzo and goes for the Samoan drop but right as he goes for the rotation to turn it into an inverted DDT, Rizzo uses the momentum to swing back around and hit a spinning DDT off on Bengal Supreme. The crowd goes insane as he goes for the pin-fall ...1... 2....

JR- THREE!

B- No! Bengal Supreme put his leg on the bottom rope!

Rizzo pulls Bengal up and begins to bridge Bengal's arms for a double arm-bar, but as he rotates him around Bengal shoves him into the ropes. Rizzo bounces back and Bengal hits a German Suplex with a bridge for the pin...1....2... Rizzo kicks out! Bengal grows angry in the ring and Irish whips Rizzo into the ropes again as he bounces back Rizzo lifts hard knee into his gut. He grabs him by the neck and goes for a neck-breaker, back breaker combo. Bengal falls onto his side and holds his back in agony. Rizzo jerks him up and lands the rotating fireman's carry slam.

JR- FLYING DUTCHMAN! IT'S ALL OVER! 1...2...3!!!

"Super Bad" begins to play through out the arena, Rizzo celebrates in the ring as Bengal Supreme makes his exit before Rizzo can act on a beat down.

[The scene switches to the back and it shows a couple of the T-volution members enter the shower room cause they heard a noise and they don't return from it and just as T-Neff goes to investigate DarkDragon walks out and Lamont is sitting there (if he is one of the two I beated down, then he comes out and shakes his head and looks on.)

Dragon: That tournament you held was better then what some people thought, but your on going path sees it's sudden halt.

[Dragon ducks a grapple move from Neff and then grapples Neff and picks him up for a powerbomb like move but slams him into a wall and them finally bombs him onto the floor. Dragon kneels down to Neff's head and looks down at the fallen wrestler.]

Dragon: Showtime? Try No time. If you want to try to be the hero in this, then go ahead and try. I dare you to be the one who attempts to slay the Dragon of Darkness, but it won't be in a regular match, boy-o.

Brutus: What does he mean by that?

Dragon: What I mean by that is that things will change like I said. I will have a match between you and I or Hell better yet. I'll have it start out within what your trying to get together, your faction. Whoever wins a tournament styled match over the next few shows, the winner and I will have a backyard styled match, back in my hometown of Saint John, NB. It'll be taking place in my back yard. No rules, except attempt to win by beating your opponent to a bloody pulp and knock him out if you can't make him pin or submit. Just to really add insult to injury, I will make sure that our own former prez takes part in this, because I'd like to resolve his and I's differences once and for all.

[Dragon just punches Neff in the face and gets up and looks at Lamont.]

Dragon: See you in the tournament. Prepare for a major beaten.

[Dragon leaves the locker room and laughs some.]

JR: The Following match is for the IEW Tag Team Championship!

B: You mean the Reconziged tag titles, the titles aren’t unifed, remember?

JR: Well that’s Tommy Contour’s falut isn; it?

B: Tommy was only making sure he got what he came for

JR: Ugh….can we just go on with the match

The Mic: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is for the IEW Tag Team Championship of the world! First, hailing from the plains of Afirca , the weight in a combinded weight of 514 pounds…they are Croc and Lion….THE BEASTLY SQUAD!!!

The arena goes dark as "Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns N' Roses is played over the PA system. On the titantron, a split screen one of a zebra in the savannah and the other with a gazelle drinkin from the river. When the beginning words of the first verse begins, the titantron displays a lion biting the neck of the zebra on one side and a crocodile biting and dragging the gazelle into the water on the other, as one blast of pyro goes off and The Beastly squad walks out into the open. As, Lion and Croc walk to the ring, the titantron shows Lions and Crocs individual finishing and signature moves, and their tag moves.Lion and Croc then climb up on the apron directly across from the entrance ramp. Lion enters the ring with one leg over the top rope at a time and croc climbs on the top turnbuckle on the side with the ring steps attached. As Lion does his singles roaring type of thing Croc backflips into the ring as green, yellow, and red explosions of pyro and green flames(for turnbuckles only), as well as pure white flames on the entrance ramp and turnbuckles(shared with green flames) erupt throughout the arena. At the same time, the roar of a lion and hiss of a crocodile bellow throughout the entire arena.*

JR: Will the Tag Team Champions retain their titles, just a week after the classic Pay Per Match?

B: Yeah, that match took a lot out of them, as it did all the combaintes. I hope I don’t’ fall asleep during this match.

The Mic: And their oppeintes, weighting in at 725 pounds, they are Jason Twisted and Hightower…. INNER CIRCLE

The Pa starts to play

Load up on guns and
Bring your friends
It's fun to lose
And to pretend
She's over bored and
self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word

(The lights go out, as the opening notes to "Smells Like Teen Spirit" by Nirvana fade onto the PA. Downfall steps onto the stage, facing the IEW-Tron. He assumes a reverse-Raven pose, arms held out on either side, head leaned back, and he screams something to the crowd. Then, he spins around to face the ring, as the rest of the Inner Circle joins him.)

hello, hello, hello, how low?
hello, hello, hello, how low?
With the lights out it's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us

I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido

(Michelle, in front of Downfall, rubs his chest. Redd Dogg to the left, does a slight Crip walk dance. Jason Twisted, on the right, points and screams to the audience (a la Edge). In the back, Hightower raises his hand (like the Big Show). In the middle, Downfall raises his arms into a crossed wrist "X" symbol. When his wrists touch, sparks shoot 15 feet from the stage.)

And I forget
Just what it takes
And yet I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard
Its hard to find
Oh well, whatever, nevermind

(The Inner Circle members make their way to the ring, Downfall ets Michelle in first. She gets in the typical woman way, to the delight of the males in the audience. Then, Downfall talks strategy to his teammates before the match.)

DING DING DING

JR: Let’s see if Jason and Hightower can get out of the shadow , of the star of the Inner Circle , Downfall.

B: I bet 20 bucks they can!

JR: Deal.

DING DING DING

Jason and Croc are the first to enter the ring. They square off and then lock up, Jason then pushing Croc back to the mat. Croc quickly gets back up and locks up with Jason, who then pushes Croc into the corner and pushes him there. The ref pushes Jason away, but not before Jason gets a nasty chop on Croc’s chest. Again, Jason gets a chest chop and throws Croc to the ropes with an Irish whip. When Croc comes back, Jason gets a solid shoulder shot in. Jason runs to the ropes and leaps over Croc and when Croc gets up, Jason gets another shoulder block. Jason gets several stiff kicks in on Croc before lifting him up and slamming him down with a body slam. Jason then drops an elbow on Croc , followed by antoher. Jason tags in High Tower early as Hightower steps over the ropes. He grabs Croc and easily picks him up so he is on his feet. Hightower then throws Croc into the corner. Hightower then gets a nasty chop in at Croc, as Croc holds his chest in pain. Hightower brings his hand back as far as he can and slaps Croc’s chest, which echoes through the near ring side. The crowed does the “OOOOO!!!” as Croc falls on his knees as HighTower is all smiles. High Tower then grabs Croc and lifts him over his head with out any effort, as he then just drops him, with an over head gorilla press. High Tower then places his foot on Croc’s chest and goes for the pin.

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NO

JR: Way too soon!

High Tower kicks at the fallen Croc before picking him up. High Tower grabs Croc’s head and hits him with an head butt, causing Croc to fall back on the mat. As Croc holds his head, High Tower grabs Croc by the head and throws him towards the ropes and bends over, but Croc slides between High Tower’s legs, as High Tower turns around, Croc hits a prefect drop kick to the chin of Hightower. Hightower takes a few steps backwards and Croc runs towards him. Hightower goes for a clothine, but Croc runs past him and runs towards the ropes, leaping off them in a springboard style and hits another drop kick, knocking Hightower down. Croc then tries to get up and go over to Lion, as Hightower then grabs the foot of Croc and pulls him back. Croc then tries for an Engruizi, Hightower ducks it, but Croc then kicks Hightower in the face, knocking him backwards. As Hightower stumbles back, Croc leaps and tags the waiting hand of Lion. Lion runs in and starts to lace the punches to Hightower. Lion works Hightower back and throws him towards the ropes and hits a big body back drop. Hightower tries to get up but Lion kicks Hightower and hits a suplex. Lion then sees Jason run in and hits a reverse Atomic drop on him. As Jason holds him self, Lion clotline Jason over the rope. Lion then turns around, but Hightower hits a big boot on Lion as Lion lays flat on his back.

JR: That came out of no where!

B: Always keep ya eye on the legal man.

Lion starts to try to shake the cobwebs out of his head but it does no good as Hightower drops a leg drop on the back of Lion’s neck. Hightower grabs Lion’s head in a neck crank and starts to add the pressure in the submission hold. Lion yells out in pain and throws his arms widely, in trying to find a way out of the painful neck crank. Croc , who’s in the Beastly Squad corner stomps his foot, as quickly the crowd catches on, trying to give Lion the extra push to get out of the hold. Soon, Lion starts to shake his hands and slowly gets on his knees and starts to throw the elbow into Hightower’s gut. After 3 strong hits, Hightower lets go, and Lion fires a few rights to the jaw of Hightower. Lion then runs to the ropes and tires to for a shoulder block, and gets it, but Hightower don’t fall over. Lion tries again, but no success. Lion does it one more time and this time, the great Hightower falls over. The crowd cheers loudly as Lion starts to pump up. Lion stomps his foot, to tell the crowed the end is coming, however before Lion and grab Hightower, Jason runs in and spears Lion down hard as he then rolls out, giving Hightower a few moments to get back on his feet. Lion holds his ribs in pain as Hightower grabs Lion and then locks him in a bear hug, squeezing tightly as he then just slams him down hard!

JR: The pure power of Hightower is just scary!

Hightower is all smiles as he then tags in partner Jason Twisted. Jason walks by Lion and slaps his head in total lack of respect. Croc tries to run in and stop it, but the ref gets the in way of Croc and tries to stop him, as Hightower and Jason give Lion a few stompings. Hightower leaves the ring as Jason picks up Lion and smiles, but Lion, using everything he has, punches Jason hard in the face. Jason tries to get a shot in, but Lion blocks it and gets another and another , until Lion throws Jason into the ropes and hits a spine buster. Lion falls on his knees, but only for to gain his energy again, as he then tags in Croc! Croc runs in and hits a flying calf kick to Jason. Croc gets several kicks in at Jason before he gets up as Croc then runs into Jason, to what looks like if Jason is going for a power bomb, but Croc rolls it, and makes it a Hurnnica, which sends Jason flying across the ring. When Jason gets up, Croc runs to the ropes and hits a Aisa Moonsault and goes for the pin.

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No!

Croc slaps his hand against the mat in frustration.

JR: Croc almost had it there!

Croc picks up Lion and chops away at him before throwing him into the corner. Croc then follows Jason Twisted and climbs on top and goes for the ten punch! The crowd counts along!

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But ten never comes, as Jason grabs the tights of Croc and hits a snake eyes as then Croc turns around, Jason hits the Jason's Lyric (t-bone suplex). Croc and Jason don’t move. The crowd cheers loudly for Croc to get up and slowly both men do get up and start to trade blows again in the center of the ring. Croc grabs Jason and throws him into the ropes, but when Jason comes back he falls and holds his knee.

JR: What?

B: Oh no! Jason! His knee!

Jason rolls around in pain, as the ref goes down and asks what is wrong. Meanwhile, Hightower grabs Lion from behind and Lion falls on his face on the ring apron. Hightower grabs Lion and throws him head first into the steel steeps. As the ref tends of Jason’s injury, Downfall is now in the ring, with IEW Extreme title in hand.

JR: What is going on?

When Croc turns around, WHAM Downfall slams the title into Croc’s face! Quickly Downfall rolls out with title as Jason then crawls over to Croc for the pin!

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JR: NO no! It can’t end this way!

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3!!!

DING DING DING

JR: Oh come on!

The Mic: Here are you winners….and NEW IEW Tag Team Champions…..Jason Twisted and Hightower…..The Inner Circle!!!!

B: We got new tag team champions! Adn you owe me 20 bucks!

JR: Oh cram it! Just last week, they won their triple threat match with Team France and The Directors and they just got screwed! Damn it!

High tower rolls Lion back in as Jason jumps back to his feet all smiles

JR: Jason faked the injury! That son a bitch!

Jason then stomps on Croc as Hightower stomps on Lion. Downfall rolls in , followed by Redd Dogg as they join in on the stomping. All four men just stomp away at the fallen Beastly Squad. Just then, the crowd cheers as Gorilla and Viper, along with the ever strange Dor run out with chairs in hand from the back. As they slide into the ring, The entire Inner Circle leaves the ring in a hurry, but as Lion and Croc look towards them, Jason and Hightower hold their tag team titles high and proud as Downfall pats them on the back. Gorilla and Viper go to help Lion and Croc, as then Dor simply points to the titan tron. The Inner Circle all give Dor a strange look as they turn to look at it. The titan tron shows an already written message in what looks like to be in a sand box.

“ Inner Circle, I, Dor, Challenge all of you to a match. I challenge not only Downfall, but Jason Twisted, Hightower, Redd Dogg and even Michelle to a match! See you soon…..Love Dor”

The Inner Circle all look at Dor as Dor nods his head. The Inner Circle nod their heads and look to agree to the match as they walk away. The Beastly Squad slowly leave the ring.

JR: My god! Inner Circle are the new tag team champions!

B: That’s’ too cool! Jason is no longer in the shadow of Downfall.

*Croc grabs the mic.*

Croc: Cut the music! Downfall! Come back out here right now! I have something to say to you!

JR: What is going on here?

B: Obviously Croc is sore about his loss.

Croc: Downfall, I know you are well aware of what just happened. You have failed to teach your partner, Jason Twisted, respect. You and I may have been allies before, but I must go to the source of the problem. Now, Downfall, the hunt is on... YOU!

*A gasp then a cheer are heard in the audience.*

Croc: Next week... Crocodile will hunt Downfall... right in this very ring!!!

*The crowd explodes uncontrolably. Downfall is filled with rage, yelling at Croc while Redd Dogg and Hightower are holding him back. Croc throws the mic down and taunts Downfall.*

JR: Croc is challenging Downfall for next week! What a battle that will be!

B: That is, if Downfall accepts the challenge.

JR: Downfall would never back down from a challenge. In any case, we'll find out next week!

JR- Ladies and Gentleman. Despite tonight's earlier events, the show must keep rolling, and Pussy Valiant will still be coming out to ringside. We've come to that part of the show where, after months of confusion and controversy, as much as I hate the situation around it we have an Undisputed IEW Champion.

Brutus- Come on Jimmy, Hugh Bristic, the smartest man in the IEW has closed the chapter on the renegades. This is great!

JR- In my opinion Brutus, the best man should've come out of there with the title and I don't think the best man was Hugh Bristic.

( The IEW announcer stands mid ring. )

The Mic- And now, to present the IEW Championship, she is the acting official of the IEW ... Passionate Pussy Valiant!

( Pussy comes out from the back, holding very carefully a red velvet bag in her hands. Pussy gets into the ring and requests the microphone. The IEW announcer leaves the ring. Pussy carefully holds the bag with one hand while using the other for the microphone. )

Pussy- If I had had my way, my choice for the number one contender ... Khrystal Walker would be out here by my side challenging for this title. But personal opinion aside, I must continue to do my job in this company. As much as it pains me to see who did it, the chapter of the renegades and the stolen titles has closed. After a brutal six man elimination Asylum of Atrocity, with aside from the One Bitch Army, had the best the IEW had to offer, one (Pussy squirms at the next word) man came out on top. He is the IEW's Undisputed Heavyweight Champion ... Hugh Bristic.

( "Pomp and Circumstance" The cliche classical graduation theme plays. Immeadiatly boos fill the arena. Hugh comes out with a huge smile playing to the crowd as if the jeers were cheers. A moment later The Watchman comes out behind Hugh, to a mixed reaction. The Watchman catches up and walks beside Hugh. The song ends and the two enter the ring. )

Pussy- Hugh the IEW has only one Heavyweight Champion now. And, although I might disagree on your worth, this is still yours.

( Hugh seems to miss the insult. Pussy places the mic on the ground. Then she unties the red velvet bag. And slowly begins to remove a cleaned up IEW Championship Belt, same model, but looking brand new. Hugh seems to be overcome with joy. He extends his hands. )

Brutus- Hugh deserves this Jimmy.

JR- Wait Brutus, whats happening to the right of the ring.

Brutus- What are you ... hey why is the crowd splitting.

( The crowd begins to split to the right of the ring. Hugh seems oblivious to this but The Watchman seems to take notice. Pussy has the title with both hands and seems to want to say some more but Hugh greedily grabs the Championship belt from her hands, to Pussys distaste. Watchman goes to point out the disturbance in the crowd to Hugh but he doesn't listen. Finally Watchman gets Hughs attention. The audience begins to cheer wildly, Hugh and The Watchman are confused as they look over the crowd in panic. There panic is soonanswered when Hugh and The Watchman realize Rage is coming. Pussy and Watchman duck out of the ring. )

JR- Its RAGE!

Brutus- What?! Get him out of here, he's ruining Hugh and Watchmans moment.

JR- He got screwed and he's coming to get his.

( The Watchman comes at Rage, but with a quick knee to the gut, he doubles over. Rage points at Hugh and Hugh stays in the ring looking to fight Rage, with out fear. Hugh charges at Rage when he enters the ring, he ducks and slings himself into the ropes and knocks the world champion over with a huge clothesline. Hugh bounces up holding the small of his back, and walks right into a huge Spine-buster. Rage begins to lay in the boots to the fallen champion, but The Watchman pulls him out by his leg. Rage runs at the two, but they back up fairly quickly and make there escape the ramp. Rage scowls at Hugh, as he holds his title close to him, as The Watchman props him up. The fans boo Hugh's escape, but Rage doesn't seem to want to exit the ring. He paces around and ultimately demands the microphone. )

Rage- I've had about two weeks to think Hugh, I thought about it all. I went from considering retiring, considering murder, considering everything in the book for what you did on April the 10th. I spent night after night, wide awake fuming. I foamed at the mouth for that time, just thinking about getting my hands on you. What happened at Ascension Denied was one thing and one thing only to me. A blatant screw over!

( The crowd roars with approval, Hugh snarls down the ramp way at Rage. )

Rage- You might call it a strategic advantage and thinking ahead, but what it turned out to be was nothing of that sort. You screwed over me, the IEW, but more importantly all the fans that tuned in to see you be beaten to a bloody pulp. Not some mockery of the IEW where the world champion is crowned with out breaking a sweat! Hugh, you might have the title, but how long can you put me on the back burner. We've had this problem again, and it was the same circumstances too. The only difference is, this time, I'm not going to be ignored week after week. No, This time, things have come full circle. Your actions in the Asylum of Atrocity have sparked the interest of the powers that be. They want to see something that you have put on hold and something that I should of had coming my way since you first beat me... My FAIR Shot at the title. None of this 6 man match bullshit, it's going to be you, and me, one on one, for that World Title.

( Rage begins to laugh as Hugh goes insane on top of the stage. Rage nods and smiles as "Revolution" by Judas Priest hits the PA. He gets out of the ring, and exits through the crowd as Hugh and Watchman stare down Rage at the top of the stage as the sceme fades out. )

[End Transmission.]