CZW - Presents OVERDRIVE


| April 11th 2009 | * Montgomery, Alabama * Joe L. Reed Acadome |


cZw presents: "OVERDRIVE!"

live on TELEVISION from
- Montgomery, Alabama -
Joe L. Reed Acadome
April 11th 2009

Deadline: April 10th 2009 9 PM EST

~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
-=- 3-ON-2 HANDICAPPED TAG MATCH -=-

(WDS) EDDIE ROWAN, ALAN FISCUS & MAYNARD O'TOOLE vs. JESSE MONTANA & MATT COVEY

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-=- CZW GLOBAL TAG TEAM TITLES & CAREER ENDING MATCH -=-
EXITIUM (Mortius & Akumas) (c) vs. IDOLIZED (Tyler & Riley)

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-=- INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE TRIPLE THREAT MATCH -=-
JUSTIN MARSHAM vs. BUCK EVANS vs. BIG NASTY

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-=- TAG TEAM MATCH -=-
(FDF) SJ FUNK & BRIAN HAYE vs. (EL FUEGO) EL PABLO & KRIMZON BLAZE

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-=- CAGE STRYKER'S X DIVISION INVITATIONAL -=-
CAGE STRYKER vs. JACOB HAVOK vs. MR. KILJOY

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"The King Pin" CHRIS ROSS vs. "The Prodigium" PRINCE PUTEIS

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-=- YOUTHFUL AGGRESSION'S OPEN INVITATIONAL -=-
YOUTHFUL AGGRESSION (Mike King & Brian Kirkland) vs. ???

++ UNLEASHED! ++

-=- BAG OF TRICKS MAIN EVENT -=-
(Bag on a poll containing tacks, blades, bolts, glass and a staplegun)
TOXIC (The Blacks) vs. THE CUT THROAT THRILLERS (Razor & Blade)

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-=- TAG TEAM MATCH -=-
BRIAN BLAZE & PSYKO STEVE vs. THE NEXT GENERATION (Tim & Rob)

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-=- CZW ORIGINALS MATCH -=-
"Irish" IAN CHADWICK vs. "The Working Man" GODZILLA SAWYER

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
VLAD VALO vs. DANNY CALIFORNIA

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* cZw! *

The scene opens framed in on Tom White, his desk is present, but the small screen usually next to him is not. When he speaks the acoustics are different, like a much bigger space

‘’Hey everyone, I’m Tom White here, welcoming you………… TO CZW’S NEWEST VENUE….

The screams are deafening as the camera swings round to show a bar, filled to capacity, sporting CZW memorabilia on the walls and a ring on a stage to the right side

….. THE SQUARED CIRCLE BAR!

The screams die down and the camera pans back to Tom, where a HUGE plasma screen is now visible behind him.

Tom: That’s right, we’re kicking off the Squared Circle in style by hosting Unleashed, right here, and… oh wait, I’m being told that we have two very special guests sampling the bars fine products, and we’re swinging down to them right now

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The camera swings away from Tom and moves through the crowd to the bar, It zooms back slowly to reveal a typical bar with a mirrored wall behind it, all emblazoned with the CZW logo, a row of liquor bottle line a shelf, and items like ashtrays, bowls of pretzels, and bottles and glasses of drinks sit on the bar itself. The camera pans to the left and centers on two individuals: Ian Chadwick wearing a basic grey track suit sits next to a blue jeans and T-shirt wearing J. A. Sawyer, also known as Godzilla Sawyer. They both have drinks in front of them.

Ian: “It’s funny seeing you with a drink, Sawyer. Not the way you used to present yourself.”

Sawyer: “Are you kidding? Most American working men have at least some familiarity with American beer. Of course one of our biggest American beers is now run by a German company.” Sawyer shakes his head as Ian chuckles.

Ian continues a conversation from before the camera rolled: “As I told you, my main goal right now is the X-Division title. I think it fits my style and I think I’m as tough as anyone in CZW. No one has seen the best of Chadwick.”

Sawyer with a smirk: “I think I’ve seen the best AND worst of Chadwick! But Ok. I want to start pushing for a title soon, too. The tag team belts are and obvious target but for those dates when Kong isn’t available, I can work singles matches. If you’ve tagged the X-Division, I’ll look for opportunities toward the TV title. Gotta start somewhere.”

Ian: “Where is your partner, anyway? Isn’t he here this week?”

Sawyer: “Oh, yeah, he’s just catching up on his sleep. He flew in this morning and his body clock is set for Japan’s time zone, not Eastern Standard.”

Ian: “I know how that feels!”

Sawyer: “You know, this attack by Exitium last week really made me think. I’m not worried about one-on-one or two-on-two skirmishes, but there are several multi-person groups running around all over the place in CZW, and neither of us have many friends right now. I know there are some guys I’ve had good contact with, but even they don’t know what I’m up to or if I’m going to stick around. I’m not talking about starting a stable or anything, but I wonder if we maybe should watch each other’s backs for a while, just in case.”

Ian takes a drink and nods: “I see wisdom in that, and I’m not a very wise man. I’m a fighter, but I know the odds if its me against a crowd.”

Sawyer: “Cool.”

Sawyer stands up, and the two shake hand strongly.

Sawyer: “I’m going to get ready. You coming?”

Ian smiles, raising his half-empty glass: “I have some business to finish up.”

Sawyer with a smirk: “Don’t be too long. I want to pin you, not win by default ‘cause you were too drunk to show up.”

Ian: “No possible, Sawyer. I would die from blood poisoning before being too drunk to fight!”

Sawyer looks directly into camera: “Did you get all that? Good. You can go about your business!”

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Back with Tom

Tom: Well, it looks like a new alliance of sorts has formed here tonight, by two OPPONENTS, who will actually be facing off at the arena later on in the show. Also, you have now had a taster of the stars that will be seen here at the Squared Circle on a regular basis. Back to tonight, and along with that match we will also be seeing the creepy Vlad Valo taking on our resident musician Danny California… and in fact, that’s up right now

The huge screen flickers into life to a great ovation from the bar

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Vlad Valo vs Danny California

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Vlad and Danny lock up in the middle of the ring, Danny is backed into a corner by Vlad and gets a knee to the gut. Vlad is sent across the ring, Danny charges but is met by a boot to the face. Vlad stomping away at Danny, he drops an elbow, cover, one, Danny kicks out. Vlad up to his feet, Vlad goes over but gets a thumb to the eye. Vlad holds his eye for a second. Vlad picks up Danny and throws him into the ropes, Jumping clothesline , cover, one, two, Danny kicks out. Vlad with a boot to the face, he picks Danny back up and slams him to the mat, Vlad measures him, elbow to the throat. Danny is on the mat gasping for air.

Vlad now dumping Danny on the outside. Vlad posts Danny, kick to the gut, DDT on the outside. Vlad picking himself up off the floor, and digging around underneath the ring now. Vlad pulls out a barbed wire baseball bat. Danny now with an early disadvantage as he get to his feet and see that Vlad has a weapon. Vlad with a swing, Danny backs off. Danny’s getting a chair from the crowd,It looks like the odds are even, well, more or less. Vlad takes a swing, Danny blocks it with the chair.

Vlad again, Danny with another block. Vlad goes low, Danny blocks it. It looks like we’ve got ourselves a stand off. Now Danny swings with the chair, Vlad blocks it with the bat, kick to the shins by Vlad, he plasters Danny with the Barbwire bat! Danny tosses the Barbwire bat aside. Vlad throws Danny back into the ring. Vlad looks at the crowd, he's wasting time. Vlad covers but only gets a two count. Vlad looks down at Danny in disgust and picks him back up, he tries to slam him again, it's reversed, small package one two kickout. Both wrestlers get thier feet. Danny holding his alittle as Vlad smiles at him.

Vlad and Danny lock up in the middle of the ring again, Danny stomps Vlad foot and the lock up is broken, Chop to the kidney area by Danny stuns Vlad. Danny attacking with a set of jabs to the chest, Vlad tries for some of his own and Danny blocks and applies a standing armbar! Danny levels Vlad with a foot to the face. Danny covers and gets a two count. Danny going for a figure-four but Mann grabs the ropes. Danny rebounds with an axe handle across the back. He is now going for a piledriver but Vlad reverses it into a backdrop. Vlad looks pissed. Here he comes with a monster Big boot on Danny. Danny is in pain. Vlad pulling Danny California back to his feet. Lock up. Whip to the ropes by Vlad. He is going for a clothesline. Danny ducks but Vlad comes back with a forearm right to face. Here he comes with a Pumphandle Slam . Vlad goes for the pin but Danny grabs the ropes. Vlad is all fired up now. Another whip to the ropes. Vlad goes for another clothesline. Danny reverses it. He is going for a belly to back suplex. No, Vlad reverses on Danny, Vlad spins around and hits the Terminal Sleep!!! He is going for the pin. There is the three count.

Towers: Your winner by pinfall, Vlad Valo!!

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Well, we’re back here live, at the Squared circle, and as you can here from the crowd, that match went down a storm, those two are obviously well suited against each other. Next, for everyone here and you at home we have the History of Violence match. Now over the past few weeks we’ve had some amazing ups and downs in CZW, at the Tower of Power match Ace King shocked the world for the second time, infact three if you consider that Ace had TWO tricks up his sleeve, the first being his winning the two time Tower of Power main event, that’s right, for the second year running Ace King overcame the odds to win that match. And secondly, as a result of that win, and for the first time in CZWs history, the current Intercontinental Champion won the World Heavyweight Championship, of course, his reign over both belts wasn’t to last long when he was stripped of his IC title last week. That title will be decided tonight in a triple threat between Big Nasty, Buck Evans and Justin Marsham, now, we all know that Nasty and Evans weren’t always at each others throats the way they are these days, and to let you relive some past moments with those two we’re taking you back, in a special History of Violence to when these two fought on the same page, in a hellish 5 man team, triple threat, elimination match. Lets take you back, where we pick up after the eliminations of Krimzon Blaze, Tim Timmons, Rob Wright, The All American Nightmare, Mike King, Mack Baudin, and Derek Damage…

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History of Violence match
Team Upstarts vs Team Nasty vs Team Riot
Originally aired 5/29/08

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….Fiscus immediately comes in and starts beating down on Jesse. Alan picks Jesse up and nails a back suplex. He goes for the cover, but barely a two count. Fiscus then runs to ropes and comes crashing down on Jesse with a running legdrop. He does it again. On the third time, Waters grabbed Alan's hair from the apron and slammed Fiscus back down into the mat. Jesse is slowly up, and tags in Buck Evans. Evans comes down and immediately stomps a mudhole in Fiscus' chest. The crowd boos. Buck picks Alan up and hits a hard Side Walk Slam. He goes for the cover, but only two. He yells at Alan and picks him back up. He goes for a Samoan drop but Alan slides off of him and nails a release German suplex. Fiscus then stumbles over and tags back in Special Ed Covey. DANIELS: "Covey is on fire!"

Covey punches Evans and then proceeds to go and punch every remaining member of the other two teams. He then comes back and kicks Buck in the gut. He nails Buck with a snap suplex. He picks Buck back up and hits him with a DDT. He goes for the cover, but O'Toole comes in and breaks up the count. Ed and Buck are up again. They begin trading blows. Ed kicks Buck in the gut and springs off of the ropes with a sloppy Yakuza kick. He picks Buck up and wants to try that kick again. He forgets to kick Buck in the gut and goes to the ropes. On the rebound, Buck surprises Ed with a lariat. He then picks Ed up, kicks him in the gut and picks him up --

MASTERS: "Yes, the Outlaw Slam! Say goodbye, Special Olympics!"

Buck Evans nails Special Ed Covey with his patented finisher, The Outlaw Slam. The crowd seems to be stunned. Buck with the lateral press...

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TWO

THREE!

ELIMINATED: Special Ed Covey

The crowd and the teams are shocked, not expecting Buck to pin Ed. Ed is up and stunned as well, but rolls out of the ring. Buck is talking trash down to him. Ed looks dejected. Immediately Cage Stryker comes in, and gets him a piece of Evans. He comes in a flurry of punches and kicks and moves Buck to a corner. He irish whips Buck, and comes chasing in with a splash. The crowd is slowly getting extremely behind Stryker. O'Toole comes in to try and help out his team mate, but Cage sees it and nails him with a spear. O'Toole rolls out of the ring, and Cage is back up but Evans nails him with a kick. He throws Cage to the ropes, and nails a Tilt-a-whirl slam on the rebound. He goes for a pin, but only a two count. Buck picks up Cage and throws him to the ropes. He ducks for the back body drop, but Cage stops and kicks him hard. Cage then kicks him in the gut. He grabs him, pauses.. lifts him up and THUD

DANIELS: "Stryker with a powerful Implant DDT!"

MASTERS: "Buck's skull bounced off of the mat like it was nothing!"

Stryker goes for the pin, and no one tries to intervene.

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THREE

MASTERS: "Another one down!"

ELIMINATED: "The Outlaw" Buck Evans

Immediately, Shawn Waters comes running in and blindsiding Cage Stryker. He nails him with a series of knee lifts and then throws him to the ropes. Waters nails a perfect dropkick. He goes for the pin, but only two. He then picks Cage up and hits a one handed bulldog. He then locks on the Waterboard, an elevated Boston crab.

MASTERS: "It's all over for Stryker, he's testing the waters and he's getting DRENCHED!"

DANIELS: "You've been waiting to use that all night haven't you?"

MASTERS: "Damn straight!"

Cage is refusing to give up. He shakes his head no as he reaches for the ropes. He finally reaches them and Shawn is forced to release the hold. He kicks Cage a few times in the back before picking him up. He goes for the vertical suplex, but Cage surprises him with a small package.

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KICK OUT

Waters is shocked as he hops back up. Cage is up as well, and they begin trading blows. Cage takes the advantage and moves Shawn to the ropes. Shawn is thrown into the ropes, and is met with a Superkick on the rebound, knocking him hard to the mat. Cage goes for the cover, but Jesse breaks it up.

MASTERS: "Jesse is pissed that Cage used his move!"

DANIELS: "He doesn't -own- it, William.."

MASTERS: "Oh yeah he does! He bought it 2 years ago!"

Cage and Waters are slowly up as the ref tells Jesse to get back to his corner. Cage and Waters grudgingly begin hitting each other, with Cage eventually taking the upper hand. He kicks Shawn in the gut and lifts him up...

THUD

DANIELS: "THE STRYKER DRIVER!"

Stryker goes for the pin

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THREE!!

DANIELS: "Stryker pins Waters!, There's one member of the Upstarts left! Wait, what's this!?"

Special Ed and K-Blaze come running back down to ringside, blind siding Shawn as he rolls out of the ring. Special Ed has... SHEARS in his hand! They knock him down and K-Blaze holds him. Special Ed gets the shears and CUTS A GOOD PORTION of SHAWN WATERS' HAIR!! The crowd is going crazy! Shawn realizes what has happened and breaks free. He runs up the ramp with Special Ed and Blaze chasing after him. The crowd is laughing as are Ed and K-Blaze. They are all three back behind the curtain now.

ELIMINATED: "Mr. TV" Shawn Waters

O'Toole comes in next and attacks Stryker. He slams Stryker down and lifts him up. He nails a thundering power bomb on Stryker, and goes for the pin.

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KICK OUT

O'Toole picks up Cage for another power bomb, but Cage slides off. He kicks O'Toole in the gut and nails a snap DDT. Both men are on the mat now. O'Toole is up first, but just barely. They trade blows, but O'Toole is the bigger man and pushes Cage to a corner. He nails him with a hard fist. He irish whips Cage across the ring with such force, Cage slams down to the mat after hitting the opposite corner. O'Toole picks him and locks in a sleeperhold. He's getting a rest as he's choking Cage out. They are laying on the mat, and the referee sees that Cage is still alive and full of fight. He almost fades out, but the crowd gets behind him. He stands them back up and nails a few elbows to Maynard's gut, breaking the hold. He runs to the ropes but O'Toole with a stiff kick to the gut! He positions him...

THWACK

MASTERS: "DEVESTATING Celtic Cross!! Dear Lord!"

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THREE

DANIELS: "O'Toole pins Stryker!"

ELIMINATED: Cage Stryker

Stryker rolls out of the ring, slamming his palms on the apron. He walks to the back, very upset. It's down to Alan, Nasty, O'Toole and Jesse. Alan comes in and chop blocks Maynard's knee from under him. He then proceeds to work over Maynard's knee, zeroing in.

DANIELS: "There's the veteran presence by Alan, working on a specific part of the body."

MASTERS: "I hand it to him, that is a good move."

Alan then twists Maynard's knee over in a half crab. Maynard refuses to give up, no matter how hard Fiscus cinches in. Maynard finally reaches the ropes. Alan gets up and kicks viciously at the knee. He drags him into the center of the ring and turns him over in a Texas Cloverleaf. Maynard taps so fast, it even confuses Fiscus. Fiscus lets go and Maynard slides out of the ring. Big Nasty is yelling down at Maynard, because it seemed like he gave up just a little too fast. Nasty then enters the ring and points at Fiscus. Maynard stays at ringside, acting rather odd.

ELIMINATED: "The Prodigy" Maynard O'Toole

Nasty and Fiscus lock up, and Nasty immediately over powers Alan. He pushes him back to the corner and hits him with a high knee. Another one. Another one. Fiscus stumbles out and Nasty bounces off of the ropes, kicking Fiscus right in the head. He goes for the pin but only two. He looks out at Maynard, realizing he's still around. He stands up and yells out at O'Toole, who just stares back up at him without saying a word. Nasty turns around and Alan dropkicks his knee. He then chops Nasty hard on the chest. He whips him with all of his might to the ropes. On the rebound, Fiscus hits a flying forearm. Nasty doesn't fall though. Fiscus then runs to the ropes and tries to dropkick Nasty's knee again but Nasty lifts his leg up. Fiscus slides over to Jesse's corner, and stands up. Fiscus slaps Jesse in the face! Fiscus then storms over to his corner showing that was a tag.

MASTERS: "Such disrespect! You bastard, Alan!"

DANIELS: "Please."

Jesse yells over to Alan but then focuses on Nasty. They lock up and Nasty again over powers his opponent. He locks in a nerve hold, dropping Jesse to his knees. Nasty cinches in and Jesse yells out in pain. He then picks Jesse up and lifts, slamming him face first into the mat with a Tiger Bite, or better known as Faarooq's Dominator. Nasty goes for the pin.

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KICK OUT

Nasty picks up Jesse and tosses him with ease to the ropes. Jesse comes back, and ducks the big boot. Jesse turns around and grabs Nasty's head and falls with a neckbreaker. He goes for the cover, but only gets two. Jesse gets up and slyly stumbles over to Fiscus' corner. He turns around and slaps the shit out of Alan, causing Alan to get in the ring. As Alan and Jesse are struggling with each other and referee Darrin Powers is trying to separate them, Maynard O'Toole quickly slides back into the ring with Big Nasty's back turned. Nasty turns around to be greeted with a standing spinebuster, slamming Nasty's head off of the mat. Maynard slides out of the ring and begins to get something out from under the ring. Jesse sees his opportunity and runs to the corner and leaps up on the turnbuckle. He measures Nasty, and then turns around. He leaps up...

THUD

MASTERS: "Jesse with a SENSATIONAL moonsault!! Picture perfect!"

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THREE

ELIMINATED: "The Living Legend" Big Nasty

Nasty rolls out of the ring and Maynard stands up. He is now wearing...

AN UPSTARTS SHIRT!!

DANIELS: "What the hell!? MAYNARD IS AN UPSTART!? MAYNARD IS AN UPSTART!!"

MASTERS: "YES! Nice work, Jesse!"

Maynard also has a steel chair in his hand. Nasty doesn't see it, but Maynard levels him with a stiff chair shot. Maynard only hits one though, and then he throws the chair down and leaves ringside as they crowd is demanding his blood. He lives it up. Nasty finally gets up, but isn't bleeding. He looks PISSED. He storms up to the back after Maynard is already gone.

DANIELS: "It's now down to the War Zone GM and the Assault GM!! One of these guys sends their team into round 2 to determine a challenger for the World Champion!"

Fiscus and Jesse smile at each other and then begin to circle. They lock up and neither can get the immediate upper hand. Fiscus eventually moves Jesse to a corner. Fiscus breaks it cleanly and stands back. Fiscus motions for Jesse to bring it, and they lock back up. Jesse with the quick knee lift. Jesse then chops Fiscus and nails a Russian legsweep. He grabs Alan and locks in a figure four leglock. Alan yells out in pain, but fights it. He lays down for a second, but the ref can't even count once. He twists and turns but can't break the hold. He begins to inch towards the ropes as Jesse cinches in the hold. Fiscus finally gets the ropes and Jesse lets go. Jesse immediately goes for the cover.

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KICK OUT

Jesse picks Alan up and kicks at his knee.

MASTERS: "Jesse pulling a trick out of Alan's book, I like it!"

Jesse bounces off of the ropes and goes for a flying forearm, but Alan ducks at the last moment and Jesse goes flying over the top rope and out onto the floor.

DANIELS: "Montana goes flying"

Alan crawls out to the outside, and as Jesse is getting up Alan nails him with a forearm. Alan then irish whips Jesse into the ring apron. Alan talks some trash and tosses Jesse back in the ring. Alan gets up and goes and climbs to the top rope. He positions himself and awaits for Jesse to stand up. Jesse is up, and Alan leaps nailing a Missile dropkick. Alan goes for the cover.

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KICK OUT

Alan is up and picks Jesse up. Alan locks in a standing Cross Face Chicken Wing. Alan then wraps his legs around Jesse and they both drop. Jesse is screaming out in pain as Alan pulls up violently. Jesse continues to refuse though. They are kind of close to the ropes, and Jesse leans over and grabs them. Alan lets go. Alan picks up Jesse and throws him to the corner. Alan comes running in, but Jesse moves at the last second and Alan nails the ringpost with his shoulder. Jesse then grabs Alan and turns him around placing him on the top turnbuckle. Jesse climbs up and grabs Alan.. He falls back..

THUD

DANIELS: "Jesse nails a perfect Superplex on Fiscus!"

MASTERS: "Jesse and perfect just go hand in hand."

Jesse sluggishly goes for the cover after a moment of both men not moving.

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TWO

THR-KICK OUT

The crowd pops as Alan kicks out. Both men are exhausted. Jesse up on his knees, and Alan flat on his back. They seem to be talking to each other, perhaps talking trash as no one can really hear them. Jesse is up and picks Alan up. He throws him to the ropes and nails Alan with another perfectly executed move, a Hurricanrana. He holds on to the move for the pin attempt.

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TWO

THRE-KICK OUT

Both men are up and sluggishly brawling. Alan takes the slight upper hand and kicks Jesse in the gut. Alan grabs Jesse and positions him... THUD

DANIELS: "Alan hit the Riot-Plex! That's got to be it!"

MASTERS: "NO!"

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TWO

THRE-KICK OUT!

The crowd is electric as Alan got the near fall. Both men are laying down on the mat. Alan is eventually up first and grabs Jesse. He locks in a Camel clutch. Jesse still refuses but is in obvious pain. Alan is too, as both men are extremely spent. Alan has the hold on for close to a minute but then lets go with Jesse doesn't submit. Alan kicks Jesse in the ribs violently. He picks up Jesse and throws him to the ropes. Jesse leaps over Alan when he was ducked for the back body drop! Jesse flies back and both men crack heads in mid air. They slump down to the mat and neither man move.

MASTERS: "Did you hear that sickening thud? Both men could be out for good!"

DANIELS: "That was a very ill sight, William, I am worried about both men!"

Neither man stir. The referee refuses to count them out though, waiting for them to get up. Finally they both begin to move. Alan is finally up first and grabs Jesse.

DANIELS: "Alan's going for the Overthrow! This is it!"

Alan grabs Jesse to go for the Overthrow, but Jesse nails Alan with an elbow to his temple twice. Jesse bounces to the ropes and Alan spins around..

THWICK!!

MASTERS: "Montana with the Montana Express!!!!!!"

Jesse slumps down on top of Alan.

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THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: "THE UPSTARTS DID IT!!!! THE UPSTARTS WILL FACE EACH OTHER IN 2 WEEKS TO NAME A CONTENDER TO THE WORLD TITLE!!"

ELIMINATED: "The One Man Riot" Alan Fiscus

All four members of the Upstarts come down to the ring and congratulate Jesse. Shawn is wearing a cowboy hat to cover up his hair. Mack is wearing a wrapped up ice pack on his shoulder. Jacqui, Zoe, Ashley, and Cameron are with them as well. O'Toole has the same Upstarts shirt on. Maynard and Waters lift Jesse up on their shoulders and parade him around. Mack stands there clapping. Jacqui has tears in her eyes. The crowd is booing. Alan is out of the ring and up the ramp, dejected. Confetti and balloons start coming down from the rafters. A large Upstarts banner falls from the rafters as well.

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Tom: What a match, and it was pleasing to see that two hated enemies weren’t always so… but back to tonight, and we’re heading back to ringside where the two men that we already seen tonight face off, and I’m being told that Ian Chadwick did indeed leave for the arena earlier just after Sawyer, so we’re ready to roll, as both men are now in the ring, here we go.

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Ian Chadwick vs Godzilla Sawyer

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The two fan favourites face off to a great applause from the fans as they start the match with a quick tie up, which Sawyer dominates easily and throws Chadwick to the ground. Ian is quick to recover and gets back to his feet to applause. Sawyer moves in and offers his hand and the two men shake and head back to their corner. Coming in again they go for a tie up once more, but Ian ducks under Godzilla arm and tries to pick him up for a back suplex, but fails, the weight is just too much. He holds his back and backs off a few steps as Sawyer turns and runs in with a clothesline… but Chadwick ducks and lands a dropkick to the back of Godzillas leg, sending the big man to the canvas. He’s quick to get up however, holding his knee and shaking some life back into it as he smiles over to Ian, who smiles back and bows slightly.

The crowd are in high spirits as the men go to another lockup, but before Sawyer can display his power Chadwick grabs his opponents arm and twists it under, taking Godzilla into a hammerlock and wrenching it in. Sawyer attempts unsuccessfully to reach behind him. After a few seconds he gathers his wits and runs towards the ropes, dragging Ian along, grabbing the ropes and using the momentum to bounce Ian off, who back rolls and looks up at the turning Godzilla from one knee. He returns to his feet and paces around the huge Sawyer trying to find a way in. Eventually the stationary Sawyer makes the first move, so quickly that Chadwick doesn’t see it coming, as Godzilla runs towards Ian, grabs his arm and irish whips him to the turnbuckle, following up fast with a body splash, knocking Chadwick to the canvas, out of sorts. Sawyer grabs his opponents ankle and drags him to the center of the ring

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And a kickout by Ian Chadwick. Sawyer stands and Ian takes the opportunity to lunge and tackle Godzillas knees and bring him to the ground, Ian springs up surprisingly fast for a man that has just been splashed b y Sawyer and leaps to the second turnbuckle, coming straight back off in a flying elbow drop, which connects, and into a pin

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Godzilla THROWS Ian off of him, and gets to one knee, in time to receive a quick jab and straight right from the returning Chadwick, sending him straight back down, Ian runs to the apron on the other side of the ropes and pulls back the top rope for leverage, bringing himself over in a front tumble and landing a perfect guillotine legdrop to the delight of the fans.

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Another kickout by Godzilla, but with not as much veracity as the previous one. He raises back to his feet and shakes his head, trying to shake out the cobwebs that Ian placed there. He gets back up and Chadwick wastes no time in jumping up for a flying head scissors, but he doesn’t manage to get Sawyer down, who stops the move and drops to his knees bringing Chadwick down in a modified powerbomb, and keeps the position held for the cover

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Chadwick literally shrugs a shoulder up and no more. Sawyer raises, shaking his head in disbelief as the fans all scream in jubilation.

As the measured match continues, Sawyer raises Ian from his downed position and quickly lands a belly to belly suplex, followed by a big elbow. He raises from the mat and signals to go up high, the crowd whoop in anticipation, knowing exactly what Sawyers plan is, he climbs to the top and without pausing flies off to finish off Chadwick with the Wrecking Ball….

….. NO! CHADWICK OUT OF NOWHERE CATCHING THE FLYING GODZILLA WITH A ONE PUNCH K.O! straight down for a cover

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Chadwick gets up to the roar of the fans after his unbelievable out of leftfield win against the mountainous Sawyer. He looks down at his fallen opponent and… extends his hand, Sawyer, looking dazed, accepts it gladly and Ian uses his remaining strength to help the big man to his feet.

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The cheering is loud as the camera takes in the whole Squared Circle, before centering back on Tom White

Tom: What a match, nicely paced, and the fans loved it, it’s good to see that their discussion earlier, right here in the Squared Circle wasn’t just idle chat. It’s good when there’s a bit of sportsmanship at the end of a match, and everyone here appreciated seeing it. So the million dollar question is, where is this alliance between the Kaiju Warriors and Ian Chadwick going? Is there more to this? We will just have to wait and find out.

Next tonight however is a match with so many different turns and elements it almost needs a novel to sum it all up, but i’m gonna try and do it in the next few minutes while the competitors make there way to the ring… OKAY… Psycho Steve was recruited my The Next Generation in a ‘problem solver’ capacity, however, Steve proved time and time again that he wasn’t fit in that capacity, and as such Tim Timmons and Rob Wright relieved him of his duties in a violent and abrupt way. While this was going on, we all know that The Next Generation also aided Mr. Killjoy in the abduction of Lauren and Regan from Beautiful Agony, added into this the recent confrontation of Rob Wright and Brian Blaze over the T.V championship and we have the recipe for the next match, a tag team brawl pitting Brian Blaze and the unlikely partner of Psycho Steve against The Next Generation Rob Wright and Tim Timmons. Now it’s no secret that Blaze and Steve aren’t the best of friends, but they are joined in their cause this week, to finally get their hands on the trail blazing Next Generation, whos controversial actions of the past few months has attracted the ire of a lot of people. Which tyou have to believe was their intension. The Next Generation are certainly making themselves heard, the question is, will Blaze and Steve be able to respond? We go to ringside, right now, to find out.

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Brian Blaze and Psycho Steve vs The Next Generation

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Towers: The following contest is scheduled for one fall…

Timmons and Wright stand talking strategy inside the ring as Brian Blaze and Psyko Steve look at each other, not seeming to be speaking much. Steve suddenly rushes at Tim and attacks him, as Brian looks on a little confused. Rob fights Steve off as Brian eventually gets into the action, all four men beginning with a full out brawl. As the referee fights them apart, trying to start the match, the fans cheer, loving the tension between the two teams.

Now the bell rings as Rob and Steve start the contest off. Rob and Steve begin to brawl again, Steve getting the better, then hit’s the first move, a snap mare take down, then dropkicks Rob in the face. Steve then picks up Rob but Rob intelligently rakes Steve’s eyes and then hit’s a few European Uppercuts. Rob follows up with a few martial arts kicks, then ends the combination off with a Short-Arm clothesline out of the corner. Rob now talks trash to Brian who looks on in anger, Rob getting the tag to Timmons.

Timmons quickly begins to stomp down Steve in the corner, then pulls him out as he hit’s a heavy Powerslam, going for the cover but to no success. Tim begins to choke down Steve as the fans loudly boo, venting their anger. Tim lets go, only to drop a series of elbows drops, again going for a cover, this time getting a long two count. Tim drags Steve to the corner where he tags Rob in, holding Steve down as Rob vaults over the ropes hitting a leg drop, another cover…1...2...Kickout!

Rob drags Steve over to Blaze where he can verbally abuse him again, Steve now though starts to fight back with a series of rights and lefts, but Rob hit’s a sit down jawbreaker, then follows up with a DDT! He cover…1...2...3..NO…Blaze interrupts the count. Rob talks trash to him as the ref tells Brian to get out of the ring, as Rob now drags Steve over to Tim as he throws him into the corner. Tim gets in without a tag, however the referee is now busy still arguing with Blaze. The fans boo heavily as Tim sits upon onto the top rope, Rob now passing Steve up, Tim grabbing him into a Powerbomb position. The fans hiss as Brian goes crazy, trying to get into the ring. Timmons then smiles as he jumps off, Rob helping Steve crash down as they hit a double team Spiked Piledriver…THE SAME MOVE TIMMONS BROKE IMPALER’S NECK WITH! AND NOW TIMMONS HITS IT ON PSYKO STEVE!

The fans look on in silence, as a few boo and some even cry as Steve lies motionless. A loud cracking sound was heard as Steve landed on the mat. Tim and Rob stand over him, a look of happiness on their faces. All of a sudden Brian Blaze gets into the ring and spears Rob to the ground. He then gets up as he ducks a right hand from Timmons and hits a standing Enziguri. Timmons flops out the ring as Rob gets back up, grabbing Blaze from behind. Rob lifts Blaze up with a Pump handle slam, but Blaze reverses hitting an amazing Tornado DDT! He covers…

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Brian and Tim begin to brawl now as suddenly EMT’s rush down to the ring helping Steve from the ring. Meanwhile Tim hits Brian with a knee to the gut, then lifts him up for a T Crusher, however Blaze flops down behind him and drops him with a German Suplex. Blaze gets up now as the fans half cheer, half still looking pale at the sight of Steve who hasn’t moved since the attack. Brian turns around from his celebrations…

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Towers: Ladies and Gentlemen, the winners of this contest by way of pin fall…THE NEXT GENERATION!

Tim gets up holding his neck as he raises Rob’s arm in the air. The referee then holds both men’s arms up as they look down on Brian who looks hurt. Tim then lifts Brian Blaze up as he hit’s a T Crusher, adding insult to injury. Rob Wright then signalling that he will be the next TV Champion!

Meanwhile, Psyko Steve is taken backstage and directly to hospital, situations looking bad for him.

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Tom: MY GOD! Is there no way to end The Next Generations streak of dominance? It looks like the finally may have finished Psycho Steves tenure here at CZW, and Blaze certainly didn’t fair much better. Well, we’ll keep you apprised of Steves condition if we hear anything, and these fans right here in the bar are baying for Timmons and Wrights blood after the way they treated Mr Entertainment.

To end the show tonight though, we have an amazing main event, pitting two up and coming teams in CZW in a match that epitomises what we’re all about as Toxic face off against The Cut Throat Thrillers in a sure to be brutal ‘bag on a pole’ match, the bag containing tacks, bolts, razor blades, glass and a staple gun. Wow, and you can tell by the volume in here that this is the one they’ve all been waiting for. So, from me, Tom White, and all the people that are here in CZWs Squared Circle Bar, have fun watching this extreme spectacle, and we’ll see you all…. Next week!

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Bag on a Pole match
Toxic vs The Cut Throat Thrillers

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One by Metallica hits and Razor and Blade step from behind the curtain looking all business, the step to the ring in quick time and Razor, with a smile, goes straight to the flagpole and leaps the turnbuckle, his fingers outstretched, Blade waiting below the turnbuckle looking set to run interference. Toxic hit’s the speakers and the songs namesake step from the curtain to a tremendous cheer, they look down at The Cut Throat Killers with anger, knowing they’re going to have to do something to stop this from becoming one sided really quickly, a whispered conversation takes place at the top of the ramp and both men nod, before running full tilt down to the ring, and sliding under, taking a leap for Blade as the bell rings, but to no avail, as Blade ducks down and front chop blocks both men and they fall to the ground as Razor reaches up and grabs the bag of tricks.

Razor wastes no time in jumping from on high with the bag under his arm, straight onto Jason Blacks HEAD with the elbow driving whatever is at the bottom right into his face. He sceams and rolls around, dislodging something that has came from the bag, which is now torn at the bottom, and Razor himself brings up a bleeding arm, pulling a razor blade from it. Blade, on the other hand has Mark in a tight figure four, Mark has grabbed the rope and the referee is telling Blade to release the hold, and is getting a middle finger for his efforts. Razor unties the bag and finally releases all the contents to the canvas, smiling at the bounty held within. He grabs the staple gun, as the fans all groan in unison, and watch as he approaches the hurting Jason Black and presses the device to his opponents cheek… and pulls the trigger! The scream is audible as the staple lodges itself into Jasons face, and Razor looks back to the floor only to pick up a few blades and move to Mark, still held in that figure four, and hugging the ropes to keep from tapping. Razor loads the blades between his fingers, so they protrude slightly before raining blows down on the top of Marks head, every hit receiving an inward breath from the crowd, some of which are actually turning from the scene. Blade finally releases the hold and moves to the weapons, seeing the bolts and glass he spreads them out on the canvas more before going over to Jason, who is trying to pick the staple from his cheek, and lifts him, not taking any time before planting him back down HARD DDT… straight onto the mess of glass, tacks and bolts. Blood starts pouring thick and fast over the instruments of destruction, and Blade bears them to make the cover

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The crowd are in shocked astonishment as the table, and everything on top, including Jason, go up in flames as Razor leaps from the top, performing The Last Cut, shattering the table with such force that the flames evaporate, leaving Razor rolling quickly to the outside in immense pain and Mark, twitching, on the remnants of the bag of tricks and table. Blade wastes no more time going for the pin

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Tom: I wasn’t supposed to be back on screen here tonight, but… well just listen, it’s silence in here, everyone is in shock at that extremely violent decimation of Toxic, and I have to say for the second time tonight… there is a chance that we have another TWO tenures that may have just been cut short. That was just brutal, and I think The Cut Throat Killers could have just carved a niche as THE most extreme and violent tag team in the whole of CZW, if not the whole of wrestling… just… wow. Well on that note, I think I will have to leave it there, as Overdrive is just about to start, so remember to switch over to that and we’ll see you next week.

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Copyright CZW 2009

CZW Overdrive opens with a shot of the Joe L.Reed Acadome and the many fans that have come to enjoy the show. Fireworks blast off signalling the beginning of the show. The cameras start to spiral around the arena, then finally rest on CZW Commentators, Jarred Daniels and William Masters.

Daniels: Welcome to CZW Overdrive! Live from Montgomery, Alabama!

Masters: What a show we have for you tonight! An Intercontinental title match between Big Nasty, Buck Evans and Justin Marsham.

Daniels: Then we have a Tag Titles match between Idolized and Exitium, wherein the loser must leave CZW forever!

Masters: Then...our main event...where the Whole Damn Show...Fiscus, Eddie and Maynard take on the team of Jesse Montana and Matt Covey...in what will surely be a violent Main Event...

Daniels: So...on behalf of my broadcast partner...we’d like to welcome you to CZW OVERDRI...

Suddenly, “4 Words (To Choke Upon)” plays, prompting all the fans to begin heavily booing. Shawn Waters walks out onto the stage, a look of pride and arrogance stuck on his face. Dodging various items being thrown at him, he enters the ring, a microphone waiting for him...

Waters: Well...I can tell you are all happy to see me...

Shawn is hit with a wave of boos, but he shrugs it off.

Waters: OK...I get it...I know I’m not your favorite person right now...I’m trying to think why though...

Shawn mockingly scratches his head...

Waters: Is it my undeniable talent which NONE of you have? Are you all just jealous of me?

Shawn shrugs. He paces around the ring...then stops.

Waters: Wait a second...I know why...it’s because last week...in this very ring...I faced up to your hero Ace King...and I got the better of him! Did you hear the sound of his head dropping on that ring bell? That has got to be one of the best sounds I’ve heard...skull colliding with metal...don’t worry people...there was nothing to harm in there...he’ll be fine...

More boos...

Waters: OK...OK...geez...chill out guys...just because my matches satisfy your wives more than you do...no need to hate on me...

Even more boos...

Waters: OK, quite down now...don’t burst an artery...all the junk you eat will do that for you. While it’s quite fun...I’m not here to brag about beating down your little superman Ace King...I actually have a major announcement...

The fans listen intently to what Shawn has to say...

Waters: Hmmm...this is a first...I hear silence...

Shawn shrugs...

Daniels: Oh, just get on with it...

Waters: Anyway...after what I did to Ace...I know that XTC will want some form of redemption...and really...three on one isn’t fair at all...

Masters: He’s so right! XTC try and act like the good guys...but if they had the chance...all three of them would be in the ring beating down the defenseless Shawn!

Daniels: Well it’s not like he wouldn’t deserve it...but I still have to agree to an extent...3 on 1 is a bit much...

Waters: ...so...I’ve decided to even the odds! I had to find someone I knew I could trust...I needed someone who been through the same things as I have...I needed a man who has been screwed just as badly as I have...by stables...by so-called friends...and surprise, surprise...I found him...

Shawn points up the ramp as “Swagga Like Us” by T.I. plays...

Daniels: No way! Waters has recruited Big Nasty!

Masters: I love it! Shawn Waters and the Living Legend are now aligned! This...this is beautiful!

Waters and Nasty shakes hand and raise their arms...

Waters: We are the Exiled! We are those superstars who have been treated like shit! And together...we’ll become bigger than anything you’ve seen before! Tonight...the Intercontinental championship will be part of the Exiled! And Ace...I’ll be coming for you at No Remorse...

Shawn and Nasty leave the ring. They reach the top of the ramp, everyone still in shock...

Waters: Step One...complete...soon...the greatest, most-underrated three superstars will be on top!

Shawn and Nasty leave the stage...

Daniels: Did he just say three superstars?!?! Will we see another superstar join...the Exiles?

Masters: The Exiled! You loser! Gah...get it right...

Daniels: Whatever...they sure look like they could make a huge difference in this whole Shawn Waters/XTC feud. Anyway...lets continue with the show after this commercial break folks…

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The show returns from the commercial break as the cameras spiral around the arena once again, each and every fan standing on their feet trying to get into the camera’s captured view. The cameras then settle back on CZW commentators, Daniels and Masters.

Daniels: Welcome back folks, and what a shocker we just had before the break, Shawn Waters evening the odds so to speak as he recruit’s a Tower of a man, former Whole Damn Show member, Big Nasty.

Masters: And it doesn’t stop there Jarred, according to Shawn, his new group called the Exiled, there going to have another member before the show ends, who could it be?!

Daniels: It could be literally anyone William, anything is possible in CZW! I also say that because I would like to take you back to an incident which recently shocked the Wrestling World, a truly despicable act of vigilante and complete malevolence. Karl Jackson folks was just coming off a loss in the all important Tower of Power competition at our previous Pay Per View, Road to Glory, and what transpired afterwards was just a horror of a scene.

Masters: Yes, we all know Karl had many enemies within CZW, I mean Jarred here can’t exactly say he was friends with the guy, but as much as Jarred and others disliked his antics, none of us would have wished this vicious attack on him or anyone for that matter.

Daniels: That’s right William, now before we give you an update on the current health of the Jackal, lets take you back to that faithful moment, we warn you though folks, this scene is disturbing, so only watch if you have the kids out of the room.

Masters: Someone better make sure Krimzon isn’t watching…

After the show ends, the cameras cut backstage into the parking lot. Only one man can be seen at this time and that is the highly disappointed former World Champion, Eric Collum, who lost 25 minutes ago to Shawn Waters, in the Tower of Power match.

Collum strides towards his car, his duffel bag on his shoulder, however OUT OF NO WHERE a car comes screeching down the path as Collum drops his bag and begins to run off. The car is too fast and is in hot pursuit if him, showing no mercy. The camera doesn’t show the assailant, however there intentions is clearly to take out Eric Collum.

As Collum has no where else to go, he quickly dives to one side and amazingly manages to avoid getting hit. But then the parking lot door opens again as out walks Karl Jackson, probably at the worst possible time ever. The CAR COMES HURTLING TOWARDS HIM…

CRASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Everywhere goes silent as Collum runs up to the Jackal. The car in he meantime reverses and accelerates off, leaving the scene in a bad way.

WE NEED EMT’S…WE NEED DOCTORS QUICK MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The voice of Collum echoes down the long parking lot scored, leaving just him and a broken and injured Jackal alone.

The scene fades leaving the drastic scene behind…

Daniels: Now as you just saw, Karl took quite a nasty fall, the impact was just sickening, the vehicle must have been traveling at least at about 30 miles per hour, William.

Masters: Let me tell you, to get hit with such a hard impact as that, it’s lucky Karl is still breathing, but fortunately he is and we actually have an update on his current situation for you.

Daniels: Karl was immediately sent to the nearest hospital in Omaha, Nebraska, where he received the greatest treatment, at times it looked dire for the former Intercontinental Champion, he was in intensive care for several days. Eventually he awoke, no permanent injuries were found and he was taken to his home town hospital in Fort Lauderdale, Florida.

Masters: What he did suffer though was a minor skull fracture and concussion, with mild fits. He also had two ribs broken, a sprained wrist and a severely bruised collar bone.

Daniels: Now we haven’t been able to get an interview with Karl himself, though we did speak to his Doctor where he told us this, and his expected date of return, well, it could be anything between 5 weeks and a few months folks.

Masters: It’s a sad moment for CZW when we have some maniac like that around our locker rooms. Investigations have just begun and hopefully in some time soon, we will find that basta-sorry Jarred, I’m just a little emotional right now.

Daniels: Folks, we do this for the entertainment and competitiveness for the sport, I have broadcasted many shows in my time, but when a thing like this happens, it really upsets the whole team. Now Karl is currently staying in hospital in Fort Lauderdale, and his expected release date is at the end of this week.

Masters: Lets hope he wants to return to CZW, and me personally and on behalf of everyone in CZW, I wish him a speedy recovery.

Daniels: Yes, hopefully we can get an interview with Karl himself next week or in the next couple of weeks, and I also wish hi-Oh wait, what is this happening backstage folks.

Masters: It looks like Montana’s office, and are they…yes…they are cops Jarred, what are the police doing at Montana’s office?!

Daniels: Well we said investigations are underway…

Masters: But Jesse has been through enough recently, they shouldn’t bother him now, surely they don’t believe Montana has anything to do with-

Daniels: I’m sure not, I’m sure it’s just a routine interview William…

(On the titontron, we see Jesse Montana looking worried as he lets in two police officers, and a camera crew, the door then closes as the scene remains a mystery.)

Daniels: Interesting events here early on in CZW Overdrive, well next I guess it’s time for our first match, and what action it is, Youthful Aggression’s invitational…

Masters: Damn pigs, I hate them.

Daniels: And I am sure they hate you too Willie…we’ll be right back folks!

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YOUTHFUL AGGRESSION (Mike King & Brian Kirkland) vs. ???

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Towers: Ladies and Gentlemen, our first contest is set for one fall and is an open invitational. This means that any team, in CZW or outside of CZW can accept this offer.

‘Time of Dying’ by Three Days Grace begins to play.

Towers: Coming down first, the host of the invitational, hailing from Dallas, North Carolina and Buckeye, Arizona…at a combined weight of 438 lbs…Brian Kirkland and Mike King…YOUTHFUL AGGRESSION!

The fans stand to their feet as a wave of cheers pass over the arena. Mike King and Brian Kirkland come out side by side, both playing up to the fans who are loving the Beautiful Agony stars. Both men run down the ramp now as they clap the hands of the fans that reach over the guardrail, then slide into the ring at pace. Suddenly fireworks begin to play as Mike and Brian Kirkland take to the turnbuckles, posing yet again.

Daniels: Quite a risky and brave move these guys are making here tonight, they have placed a challenge to basically any team that wants to accept.

Masters: So me and you could accept it?!

Daniels: I guess so…

Masters: Nah forget it, your clearly not in shape for that sort of contest, I mean your hardly in shape to walk to your car!

Daniels: Thanks for that analysis there William, but don’t you forget I have a win over your beloved General Manager.

Masters: Oh please.

Daniels: Anyway, if we can get back to this contest, I was just saying how risky this move is, but it shows that these guys are willing to take on any new challenge, I guess they want to prove their a great team.

Masters: Well I hope Tim and Rob accept this challenge, the Next Generation deserves a win over these guys after what they have been saying about them earlier in the week.

As Brian and Mike stand waiting in the ring, the crowd begin to make a rather loud drum roll which stretches across the whole entire arena, the anticipation getting extreme.

Masters: I guess there a little nervous to come out whoever they are.

Daniels: I’m sure they wi-OH MY!

‘Here Comes the Pain’ by Slayer begins to play throughout the arena.

Masters: I remember that tune…It’s not…The Former Tag team Champions…

Daniels: IT CERTAINLY IS…AND THESE FANS ARE SHOCKED AS ARE WE!

Masters: THE DRAGON SOCIETY!

Daniels: Mido Makkaido, Kendo Suzuki and Mr. Tiko Suriyama!

Masters: We haven’t seen them since…

Daniels: I believe it was around the start of May last year when these guys were last seen, they took the World by storm when CZW was touring Japan, and became the Tag Team Champions in one of the biggest Tag Team matches ever, and it was their first match!

Masters: Pretty impressive, and if I remember correctly, these guys have a pretty impressive array of attacks. Youthful Aggression may have bit off a little more than they can chew.

Daniels: No doubt William, and as the green mist descends over the stage, we now once again get to witness one of the most fascinating Tag Teams in CZW History, Tiko leading out, Mido and Kendo, they are the Dragon Society!

:..:Surrounding the ramp and ring already is a long red silk carpet, quickly set up by staff members of CZW, as it sits ready for the Dragon Society to walk on. Mist begins to rise, from the ramp to the ring and all around the ring, mist funnels out of a tube, filling the ring and eventually the whole arena with fog, a thick white fog. Suddenly Geishas appear at the top of the ramp, several of them, all holding paper fans as they swipe the fog away from their faces, all the crowd are able to see are slight images of women walking down the ramp. Now, following the Geishas, being rolled down to the ring is a huge statue like creation of a red and yellow dragon, the eyes powerful and intense, the whole design miraculous. Two men roll the creature down to the ring as the mouth opens up, huge flames roar from the statue, now the fog has disappeared, the Geishas all surrounding the ring with the dragon at the bottom of the ramp. Suddenly many powerful fireworks blast off as the lights turn out. After the fireworks, all that is visible on the top of the roof of the arena, just like a planetarium, many stars fill up, more and more being added at the same time, pure darkness except for the stars that begin to reveal a name, the name is Dragon Society. Then, one last firework blasts off, exploding just as the lights turn back on and seen at the top of the ramp is none other than Tiko, Kendo and Mido, the Dragon Society, all posing as a spotlight shines down on them. Their music still playing as they all walk down to the ring, Tiko in front and Mido and Kendo behind. The Geishas welcome them in as Tiko poses by the statue, flames roar out once more as Tiko holds up his arms. Mido and Kendo are now in the ring, celebrating their shock return. The music stops as now all are in the ring.

Daniels: Amazing entrance by the legends of CZW. And I guess out at ringside, we not only have Geishas, red carpets, green mist, Tiko Suriyama and his boys…

Masters: ...we also have a fire breathing dragon!

Daniels: Well, no different to Jesse Montana being down here then.

Masters: I guess he does have quite a roar. And now Brian and Mike look a little shocked, I mean how many of us were expecting the return of these guys.

Daniels: And I wonder if their return is a one off, or maybe their back in CZW for the long run!

Masters: Well before you get carried away here Jarred, sit back, relax, and watch this tag team match, my bet is that it’s going to be impressive. And if not, that dragon will blow fire over the ring.

Daniels: Ouch!

As Mido and Kendo stand in their corner, Tiko is now in place on the outside as he shouts instructions to his dragons. Brian and Mike discuss strategies, looking a little stunned still. Brian and Mido decide to start this match off as the referee call for the bell.

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Mido begins to step around the ring, his guard up, his right knee up as part of the guard in a unique unorthodox fashion. Brian goes to lock up as Mido side steps and swipes his legs out from under him, then hit’s a standing moonsault, however landing with his feet first on the sternum of Kirkland. Brian begins to make his way up as Mido comes in with hard kicks to the legs of Brian, then jumps up hitting a rare Capoeira Kick. Kirkland loses balance as he walks back to the ropes, Mido now hitting a couple of knife-edge chops as he then Irish whips him, Kirkland reverses as Mido powers towards the ropes, bounces off at pace and then dives up, hitting a thunderous Abisegiri Kick.

Masters: That rolling wheel kick was a thing of beauty, and Mido looks on top form, almost like he has never been away.

Daniels: And look at the smirk on the face of Tiko Suriyama, the man who trained these dragons from a very young age.

Masters: He looks like a wise man, Jarred.

Mido now takes Brian over to Kendo as he dives over the rope, as Mido holds Brian up in the corner, Kendo hit’s a fury of punches to the ribs, then a jumping axe kick as he crashes his foot down on the skull of Kirkland. Mido exit’s the ring with a mixed reactions from the fans, Suriyama tapping him on the apron as a sign of respect. Kendo pulls Brian into the center of the ring as he lifts him up…MICHINOKU DRIVER!

Masters: This could be it early on!

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Brian gets an impressive kick out as Kendo slams his fists down on the mat and roars something in Japanese, the fans beginning to boo the Society. Kendo lifts Brian up as he runs him onto the corner with Mido then, and begins to choke him.

Daniels: The heel side of the Society showing through now.

Masters: They have intensity and I like it, these fans may boo but they are proving they are willing to do anything for the win.

The ref pulls Kendo off Brian who is now free. Brian begins to punch out of the corner, but one swift martial arts kick to the gut of Brian and he is back in the corner. Mido now gets the tag in as both men lift Brian up now. The fans boo as the Dragons double team on BK, Mike getting frustrated on the apron now. Both men run BK into the corner…DOUBLE SHIRANUI…

Daniels: Oh my goodness me, the impact from that was immense…

Masters: BK has my respect if he can kick out from that.

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Daniels: Wow, what resilience shown by BK, I guess he now has your respect huh William?!

Masters: Maybe a little.

Kendo now gets thrown out the ring by the ref, Mido though still fresh as he begins to climb the top rope, the fans looking on with excitement. Mido gets to the top, then nods at Tiko as he soars off the ropes…

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NO…KIRKLAND ROLLS OUT OF THE WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The fans begin to cheer on BK now as he tries to find his partner Mike, who by this time is almost foaming from the mouth trying to get into the ring. All of a sudden Kendo charges illegally into the ring as he picks up BK, but BK out of no where fights off and…SIDE EFFECT!

Masters: AHHHH!!!! Both Dragons are now down.

Daniels: And Mike King looks ready to make that tag.

Brian crawls with all his might, and eventually leaps up as the fans explode, now cheering as Mike dives through the ropes. Mido finds his way to his feet as Mike runs straight into him, so much aggression that he hardly even got him but Mido falls down anyway. Kendo back up as Mike runs at him…METALLICA KNEE KICK…Mike King doesn’t stop there, he grabs Kendo who is now busted open inside his mouth from that severe knee kick, Mike now with Kendo perfectly in his grasp…Key lock Driver!

Daniels: What a combination there from Mike.

Masters: Yeah this guy is hotter than that fire breathing Dragon right now.

Mike now goes back to Mido as he throws him into the corner…Mike now begins to slap Mido, the fans cheering Mike’s intense emotion, Mike then hitting a backhand strike. Mike spins round on the spot, hitting a hard back fist, and then follows up by a roundhouse kick…completing another combination…

Daniels: Another great combination of moves by Mr. Badd Company…this one he calls his Badd Company Combo!

Mike now places Mido onto the top rope, climbing up to the second rope himself, however Mido fights back suddenly with a chop to the throat of Mike. Mido then hit’s a kick to Mike’s head, and follows up as he amazingly jumps up as he rests his feet on the shoulders of Mike King who now stands his back to the ring on the second rope…

Masters: My God what is this freak thinking?!

Daniels: I have no idea…they are the most unorthodox team ever in CZW!

The fans hiss with pure shock as Mido now spins around in mid air and lands sitting on Mike’s shoulder as Mido flips backwards, hitting a modified hurricarana off the top rope.

‘HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…’

Mido now gets up as in nothing had happened as he picks Mike King up. Mido goes for a reverse Suplex, but instead of hitting the move, he drops Mike to his feet, then hit’s a stunner type attack. Mike now rolls off looking out of it, however BK is back inside the ring now as he grabs Mido from behind…German Suplex! BK still has a hold of Mido now though as he lifts him up again…DRAGON SUPLEX!

Daniels: BK hasn’t finished yet, he calls this the Three Cuts of Scythe!

Masters: And if he connects with this third suplex, we can call lights out on Mido in this contest.

Brian pulls a beaten down Mido to his feet, then grabs him in position fro a Tiger Suplex. BK hits it, BUT NO…MIDO LANDS ON HIS FEET…BK spins around as Mido hit’s a roundhouse kick…NO BK DUCKS…THAT FANS GOING WILD…BUT WAIT…KENDO COMES IN…SIT DOWN JAW BREAKER…BK FLIES BACK INTO MIDO…

‘HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…’

Daniels: OH MY GOD…MIDO JUST HIT SOME KIND OF MOONSAULT ELECTRIC CHAIR DROP…

Masters: That move was just plain sick and twisted.

Daniels: I JUST HAVE HEARD THAT HE CALLS THAT…FIRE OF A DRAGON…and BK isn’t moving folks, Mido basically was going for an electric chair drop so we thought, and then while BK was on his shoulders, he flipped backwards and BK ended up landing on his head!

Masters: Cover here…‘HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…’

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The fans cheer, then boo loudly as Mido gets up and poses, Tiko clapping him all proud of hurting Kirkland with that dangerous attack. Mike King then suddenly twists him around as he hits him right over the rope with a running METALLICA KICK!

Masters: I guess he got what he deserved there!

Mike follows him through the ropes as he begins to beat him down. Meanwhile Kendo crawls over to BK as he lifts him up, then hits him with a Death Valley Driver…BUT NO…BK LANDS ON HIS FEET…REMARKABLE…Kendo turns around as BK hits…THE GHOST TRAIN!!!

Masters: Dammit that move is just a rip off from the Montana Express.

Daniels: Whatever it is, it did the job, BK now with the cover…

As BK goes for the cover, the referee signals that Kendo is neither BK or Kendo are the legal men in the ring. The fans boo furiously as BK gets up staring a hole through the referee. Kendo now is up as he charges at BK, but he dodges as Kendo flies straight through the ropes and lands on his manager…TIKO SURIYAMA!

Masters: Hahaha, a Dragon pile up I believe!

Daniels: And now what is Kirkland thinking here?!

Brian without a second thought now charges at the ropes as he aims for Mido Makkaido on the outside…SUICIDE DIVE!!!!!!!

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Masters: Now a Youthful Aggression pile up, I love this!

Mido then walks up to Tiko as he grabs something out of his pocket, and places something into his mouth as the fans boo, clearly seeing Mido doing this. Mido walks back as Mike King is now up, Mido looks towards him as he spits green mist out…BUT NO…MIKE DUCKS…MIDO GETS HIS OWN PARTNER KENDO!!!!!!!!

Masters: Hahaha, everything is going wrong now!

Daniels: That KARMA there for you!

Brian now grabs Mido from behind as he throws him head first into the steps, then chucks him inside the ring. Brian and Mike high five each other as both climb onto the apron. The fans begin to cheer loudly as Brian and Mike simultaneously vault over the ropes and hit a leg drop on Mido. Mike then picks Mido up as the fans go wild…

Daniels: Could this actually happen?! Youthful Aggression beat the former Tag Team champs and legends of CZW?!

Masters: Well at the moment, we have one blind dragon, and one in the ring being double teamed, I say it could very well happen, what a shocker!

Mike King now with all momentum on his side lifts Mido up…CURTAIN CALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Daniels: MY GOD FOLKS WE HAVE A MAJOR UPSET!

Towers: Here are your winners, Brian Kirkland and Mike King…YOUTHFUL AGGRESSION!

Masters: The Dragon Society, not been seen in nearly 12 months, now make their return, but Youthful Aggression has just proved that they are no pushovers here tonight.

Daniels: Not only that, they have just made themselves huge contenders for the Tag Team Titles now, but who will be champions, we fins out later tonight.

Brian and Mike celebrate inside the ring as Mido, Kendo and Tiko all begin to argue with each other. As they depart, taking the dragon and geishas with them, Mike King and Brian Kirkland stand victorious as the fans cheer them heavily.

Daniels: Well, Tag Team Titles on the line and careers on the line later, but could we be looking at the future tag champs in these two young men?!

Masters: I have no idea, I am shocked what we just saw here tonight, and we are only one match through Overdrive!

Daniels: Amazing turn of events, but no good return for the Dragons. Well anyway, jon us after the break folks, plenty more action still to come!

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Jarred Daniels: “I dare someone to find another company that has as much action as CZW. This night proves it! What else should we expect?”

William Masters: “Well, it’s about to heat up. I’m told that we are being taken to the back.”

Cameras open in the backstage area in what appears to be a medical station. Justin Marsham is shown sitting on a table while two apparent medics inspect his bandages. He does not look pleased. While the medics check his abdomen, Marsham tapes up his wrists. Injuries are evaluated and one of the medics leaves, allowing the other to advise the Epitome of Technical Finesse.

Medic: “Well, you are healing pretty cleanly. I’d still advise that you not compete tonight. I truthfully shouldn’t even give you clearance.”

Justin Marsham: “No – you’ll give me clearance. I haven’t got this far to have you strip this chance away.”

Medic: “I’m just giving you my professional opinion. You could do more damage to yourself going out there. You could always get another shot at the championship. Now, I have to give my consent and—”

Marsham stands from the table and directs his response mere inches from the medic’s face. His tongue lashes out a determined response, splashing out spit every so often, which settles upon the medic’s cheek.

Justin Marsham: “I don’t think you get it! If I didn’t think I was in any condition to perform, then I wouldn’t. You sign that waiver. You make this match happen tonight!”

Exclamations draw the attention of Ryan Lewis as he passes in the hall. He enters the medical station once he realizes it is Marsham contained within. There has been a lot of speculation tonight regarding whether or not Marsham would be allowed to perform due to his injuries from Road to Glory. It seems that Lewis would now get his answer.

Ryan Lewis: “So what’s the verdict?”

He poses the question as he enters and looks to Marsham for the response.

Justin Marsham: “My friend Mitch here was just getting ready to sign my medical clearance form.”

Medic: “Actually—“

Marsham interrupts the medic, whose name is evidently Mitch, by forcing the medical clearance form into his chest. Marsham then directs his full attention to Ryan who appears slightly baffled.

Justin Marsham: “There will be no other opportunity as sweet as the one I have tonight and I’ll be damned if this ass thinks he’s going to stop me from competing. This is the match-up I’ve prepared for now for so long. Neither Big Nasty nor Buck Evans know what the Hell is going to hit them.”

Ryan Lewis: “Well, I’ve seen your latest promos and I’ve got to say, I do think you are taking these two a little too lightly.”

Justin Marsham: “Too lightly? Regardless of what those two ‘big’ son-of-a-bitches think, being the brawlers and stereotypical big men will mean jack. Big Nasty has already proven that he has no idea of who I am. He calls me a high flyer and says that my wrestling style has only been around a short time. Obviously, he has no damn clue who I am! But, good! He’ll be expecting one thing, but will get something completely different. Then, he can shove all of his comic attempts straight up his big, championship-less ass!”

Ryan Lewis: “You don’t look to be in—”

Justin Marsham: “Why the Hell does everyone say that?! Look, I don’t think people are quite grasping reality here. It doesn’t seem that Buck or Nasty really know who I am. Neither one of them have done their home work. That’s obvious. I think they have forgotten that I beat them – by myself – a few weeks ago. I think they have forgotten, I defeated Eric Collum when he held the Heavyweight Championship and the current champion, Ace King. I think they have forgotten all of the hardcore matches Chris Ross subjected me to. After tonight, however, they will never forget me again.”

Ryan Lewis: “You wins over Collum and King were both tain—“

Cutting Lewis off, Marsham forces the medic’s pen to the paper. The release is soon signed and it becomes official. Marsham will be cleared to wrestle tonight. He flashes a wry grin to Lewis then pushes past him to end the scene.

Cameras return to the commentator’s booth and Jarred is the first to respond.

Jarred Daniels: “It looks like Marsham is revved up to go tonight. I think he’s going to have a lot tougher time than what he thinks.”

William Masters: “But look at that confidence! He’s got this match in the bag.”

Jarred Daniels: “I’m pretty sure if either one of those big men get their hands around him, it’ll be the last time we see Justin Marsham!”

William Masters: “We’ll see, Jarred. We’ll see!”

Jarred Daniels: “Anyway, up next, the man that put Marsham in the hospital two weeks ago at Road to Glory, King Pin Chris Ross, what a tough battle he has against rising new comer, Prince Puteis…that’s up next folks!”

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"The King Pin" CHRIS ROSS vs. "The Prodigium" PRINCE PUTEIS

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Daniels: The King Pin Chris Ross had done quite a bit here to make a name for himself in CZW and now he is facing a newcomer who came off of a very impressive win last week over another fellow newcomer in Danny California. Up next Chris Ross is going to try to keep his roll going as he takes on Prince Puteis.

Masters: I like this new Prince Puteis, Daniels and I personally don’t think Ross will have what it keeps to keep up with a technically sound athlete like Puteis.

Daniels: Well let’s go to Jessica Tower as she makes the introductions.

Push it to the Limit by Linkin Park starts playing as the fans rise to there feet and begin to cheer as Chris Ross is on the stage and the fans cheer and begin chanting his name as he makes his way to the ring.

Jessica: First making his way to the ring. He is The King Pin Chris Ross.

Chris Ross finally enters the ring as he taunts for the crowd when Ambitionz Az A Ridah starts playing as the fans give a negative reaction towards the music. Prince Puteis is now on the stage as the fans start to boo as he starts walking down the ring. Ignoring the fans as he confidently walks towards the ring.

Jessica: And, his opponent he is “The Prodigium” Prince Puteis

Prince Puteis is in the ring in the opposite corner from Ross as he has not taken his eyes off of the King Pin as the bell sounds and the math is underway.

Daniels: The bell has just sounded as Ross is charging at Puteis. Puteis then hits Ross with a right hand as Ross takes a step back. Ross then quickly regains his composure as he hits Puteis with a right of his own. Prince then retaliates with a right of his own. Ross now answers back as Puteis and Ross are just leveling each other with rights as they are just brawling.

Masters: Exactly what Ross is going to have to do in my opinion. Turn this into a huge Brawl. Ross has just blocked one of Prince’s right as he close lines him over the top rope and onto the floor.

Daniels: Ross is quick to chase however as both men are on the outside of the ring. Ross is now trying to whip Puteis into the ring steps as Puteis reverses and send Ross into the steps. The steps just went flying from the corner of the ring what a throw by Puteis. Ross is down and he could be hurt badly he could have a broken shoulder.

Masters: The Prince taking the fight right to Ross as Ross just got a massive taste of his own medicine. The Prince then rolls Ross into the ring as he goes for a cover. This could be it Daniels 1...2... Ross gets the shoulder up.

Daniels: Prince Puteis not wasting anytime however as he starts stomping away at Ross. The Prince then bounces off the ropes as he starts toying with the crowd before dropping a huge knee across the face of Ross. Another cover 1...2...no Shoulder up.

Masters: The Prince is going to make a name for himself at the expense of Ross I can feel it Daniels. Prince is now lifting Ross up as he hits him with a T-Bone Suplex beautifully executed by Puteis. Ross is still down and so far this match has been all Puteis showing he is a mainstay in CZW.

Daniels: It is definitely too early to declare this over as Ross can turn the tide at some point. However, clearly not after that Puteis hit’s a reverse DDT with the back of Ross’ neck hitting Puteis’ knee. Ross is now on his feet as Puteis hooks the arms and hit’s a Tiger Suplex he bridges 1...2...no Ross manages to get the shoulder up again lots of heart being shown by Ross.

Masters: Puteis is now stomping away at the legs of Ross as Puteis could be going for it and yes he has a Figure Four Leg Lock hooked in. Ross is screaming in pain he has to tap.

Daniels: Ross’ shoulders are down as the referee counts 1 and a Ross quickly raises his shoulders form the mat be he in some clear pain. Ross is now doing his best to try and turn it over and yes. Ross flips it as Prince Puteis is now screaming in pain.

Masters: Come on Prince just break the hold. Ah, thankfully he does as he is slow to his feet and so is Ross. Prince is now charging as he jumps and goes for a Lou Thesz Press and Ross reverses it into a Spinebuster.

Daniels: What an amazing counter by Ross. Both men are down as the referee has no choice but to count as the both man are stirring around and slowly getting to the feet. Prince is the first one up at the count of seven as Ross is quick to follow up at the count of eight. Puteis now walks towards Ross and throws a right as Ross blocks it and hit Puteis with a right of his own. Puteis tries for another right as Ross blocks again and nails Puteis with another right of his own. Puteis tries again this time going for a Haymaker right as Ross ducks. Puteis spins around as Ross grabs Puteis and hit’s a Side Hawaiian Leg Sweep.

Masters: The fans are getting into this match and getting behind Ross as they begin to chant his name. I wish these fans would shut there mouths.

Ross: Puteis is quick to recover as he is taken down again with a Samoan drop. Puteis is using the ropes to get back to his feet as he stumbles towards Ross who lifts him up over his head. What an amazing show of strength from Ross as he drops Puteis with a Gorilla Press Slam.

Masters: This is not good however I still think the Prince has this in the bag. Ross is now stalking Puteis waiting for him to get up as Prince is finally on his feet. Ross is now charging as Prince now throws Ross over his head with an Overhead Belly to Belly suplex.

Daniels: Think again Masters. Ross manages to somehow land on his feet as the Prince gets up and turns around into a Roaring Elbow from Chris Ross…NO…Chris Ross just tried for the Hit, but Puteis ducks with a matrix like counter...Chris Ross now turns around…Puteis Plunge…Cover 1.…2.…3 Puteis WINS!

Ambitionz az a Ridah begins to play again as Puteis raises his hands in the air as the fans cheer. Ross gets up to his knees as he looks up at Prince, totally shocked from what just happened.

Jessica: Here is your winner, The Prodigium…Prince Puteis.

Daniels: What athleticism shown by both men especially that matrix like counter, and what about Ross landing on his feet after that suplex by Prince.

Masters: I think Ross is in shock right now Jarred, as prince heads up the ramp, I believe he is beginning to get some recognition here in CZW!

Daniels: Hey, you beat Chris Ross, you get a lot of recognition, this could turn into another great feud, who knows!

Masters: Impressive win to say the least. I think we can both say this could be a start of many things to come by Prince Puteis in CZW.

Daniels: That is true Masters. Congratulations to Prince on a very impressive win what a match. And as Ross rubs his eyes and realizes he is not dreaming, we are going to a commercial break, see you soon folks!

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-=- CAGE STRYKER'S X DIVISION INVITATIONAL -=-
CAGE STRYKER vs. JACOB HAVOK vs. MR. KILJOY

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“Nothing to Lose” plays out and Jacob Havok heads to the ring, acknowledging the fans at ringside, but remaining focused.

“Sweet Dreams” plays and Mr. Kiljoy heads out onto the ramp, laughing at the jeering fans before stepping into the ring across from Havok, animatedly mocking him.

“The Pretender” hits and the fans all cheer as Cage Stryker heads out to the ring with the X Division title around his waist. He shows off the belt as he enters the ring and then takes his place in the corner. The ref rings the bell and this one is under way!

Havok launches himself at Kiljoy right off the bat, bringing the fight to the man who has kidnapped the two valets of Beautiful Agony. Jacob mauls Kiljoy in the corner angrily as the fans cheer, and Cage approaches slowly, attempting to pull Havok away. Enraged, Jacob turns and decks Cage! Havok seems to slightly regret losing his cool but turns his attention back to the clown, and Kiljoy takes advantage with a thumb to the eye! He grabs Havok and falls backwards, driving Jacob’s face into the turnbuckle! With Havok stunned, Kiljoy quickly moves to his feet, catching Stryker with a spinning-heel kick as he stands! The crowd boos loudly as Kiljoy takes control, pulling ‘HD’ to his feet and promptly driving him down to the mat with a devastating leg-trap suplex! Kiljoy with the cover on Cage!

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Cage and Kiljoy to their feet now, slugging it out, trading fists, the crowd cheering when Cage lands a blow, and booing when Kiljoy strikes. Kiljoy throws a wild haymaker, but Cage ducks, lifting him up and tossing him overhead with a fallaway slam!! KILJOY LANDS ON HIS FEET!! Cage recovers but Kiljoy is ready! He scoops him up into a fireman’s carry…F-5!! Cover by Kiljoy!!

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Havok in a fury, stomping away at Kiljoy. He pulls the dazed clown to his feet and signals for the D.I.F.H!! He moves for the execution, but at the last second, Kiljoy drops down to one knee, driving Havok’s back down across the other! Kiljoy with a quick change of position and a sick grin, Kiljoy hefts up a helpless Jacob Havok…COULROPHOBIA!! Kiljoy drives Havok down with his finisher, that deadly reverse brainbuster!! Kiljoy to his feet, but before he can make the pin, Stryker with a front dropkick out of nowhere!! Kiljoy falls through the ropes to the outside and Cage quickly covers Havok!!

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“The Pretender” plays as Cage gets up, celebrating as his title belt is handed to him. He poses on the turnbuckle as Kiljoy gets to his feet on the outside, glaring at Cage for stealing his victory. Fishing into his pocket, Kiljoy pulls out a silver coin. He snags the mic from Jessica Towers and then rolls into the ring as Cage leaves and Havok is helped out. He slowly stalks towards the referee who looks a little uncomfortable.

Kiljoy: “Now, now, don’t worry my little friend. I just need a little favor from you, that’s all. As you can see, I have a nice, shiny quarter here. All I need you to do, my friend…is call it in the air! You’ll help me, right? It’s really in your best interests…”

Emphatically, the referee nods his head, and Kiljoy flips the coin. The ref calls out tails and Kiljoy catches the coin, revealing it to be…heads! A look of sorrow crosses his features as he slowly shakes his head, dramatically moving it from side to side. Wordlessly, Kiljoy rolls from the ring and makes his way to the back, as usual leaving everyone confused as to what he is up to.

( Stryker has his arm raised in victory outside the ring. The three men were all in surmountable pain. These men are truly warriors…gladiators in the truest Roman sense of the word. This match just re-enforcess the X-Division as one of the toughest group of men in the CZW. Cage starts making his way up the ramp, but is interrupted by a flash of green and orange lights. This can only mean one thing. Then that unmistakable entrance theme hits the PA and the fans remove ass from seat. “Irish” Ian Chadwick makes his way through the curtain, Bud Light in hand. He’s wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt, not ready for action but ready to make a point none the less. He raises his beer bottle to the crowd, as they do the same. The crowd shouts “CHEERS!” as Ian pulls a microphone from his back pocket…..)

Ian: (bottle still raised in the air) Here’s to swimmin’ in bow-legged women. (takes a swig of his beer) Ah…that’s the stuff. But I’m not out here to talk about how delicious a frosty cold Bud Light is, I’m here to talk about the amazing display of athletic prowess I just witnessed. I’m here to talk about that gorgeous, gold strap you wear so graciously around your waste, Stryker. I’m not a man that lives in fantasy worlds, nor am I a man who expects things to be handed to me. With that said, I am issuing an open challenge to all three of you superb athletes that participated in this match. Starting at the number two contender, then the number one contender, and finishing with you, Cage Stryker. I firmly believe that I have to climb the ladder just like everyone else, no matter if I was in the original X-Division match. Technically, I was the first number one contender and one of the founding members of the X-Division. But that shouldn’t matter. Do I feel a little bit of animosity for not being involved in this match? Absolutely. Do I feel a little bitter that my name hasn’t even been mentioned in the X-Division? Just a little, seeing as I just came back. I hope that you three gentlemen except my challenge and give me the chance to earn a shot at my X-Title. Hell, I’ll even let you guys pick the type of match you want. Thumb tacks, barbed-wire, broken glass…it’s all the same to me. An Irishman never backs down from a fight. Hopefully you guys are the same way. Now, I’ll let you boys get to the locker room…looks like you need a rest. (laughs)

(Ian tosses the microphone to the ground and chugs his beer. His entrance music hits the PA once again as the crowd goes into an uproar. The three men in the ring mouth words, you can’t really tell what they’re saying…nothing but nice things I would assume. Ian raises his beer bottle to the crowd again as they do the same and yell “CHEERS!” Then Ian points to Cage Stryker’s waste and says “I’m coming for you, Stryker” and slowly walks backward through the curtain.)

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The scene cuts back and we are now inside the office of CZW General Manager, Jesse Montana. He sits at his desk quite anxiously on his large black recliner leather seat, two other men inside the room. One of these men sits down opposite him on a wooden seat, the other man, who is rather tall stands over them both at the side of the desk. It soon becomes clear that these are the police officers we saw in the show previously, as they are still apparently questioning the General Manager about the night of Road to Glory, and the vicious attack of Karl Jackson. The sound cuts in as we join the interview, Montana already looking rather stressed.

Police Officer: So you say that you were in your office watching the end of Road to Glory at the time of the attack.

Montana: I have repeated myself over and over again to you guys, what is it, do you have a short term memory loss?!

Police Officer: Just answer the question please Mr. Montana.

Montana: Yes I was sitting in this very seat, in this very office, watching that VERY television where I had to witness that bastard Ace King win the World Heavyweight Title again!

Police Officer: So how come a few witnesses say they saw you leave your office indecently moments before the attack? How do you explain that one Mr. Montana?!

Montana: And what so called ‘witnesses’ might these be? Is it the near blind pensioner janitor, or the corrupt President Brian Damage, or maybe Ace King was walking past after his fantastic win and thought he would make up crap about me!

Police Officer: Just going from what we have been told Mr. Montana.

Montana: Well if you want the truth, how about I tell it from my point of view. Karl Jackson, he is my team mate, he is one of only two other people I trust and I respect, so why would I attack my own damn partner?! And if you want to listen to those parasites, go ahead, but you have nothing on me and you never had. You have bothered me all my damn career and NEVER have you had any proper evidence, and you clearly have none now because I did NOTHING wrong. If you ask me, it was one of two people, either that weasel Brian Damage, yes, the CZW President, or it was the Champ himself Ace King.

Police Officer: Negative, it couldn’t have possibly been Ace King, there was not time for him to get from ringside to the backstage area, and pull that vicious stunt. But you mention it could be Mr. Damage, what are your reasons for that accusation?!

Montana: You want to know my reasons? How about that little creep has been after me ever since he came here. His father was a damn fool, and he follows in his Father’s footsteps, he knows that me and Karl were too much for him to overcome, so guess what, he took his car and he drove it right into my friend, he is a coward and a mad man…THOSE ARE MY GOD DAMN REASONS!

At this time, the other Police Officer steps in and issues a warning to Montana, telling him to settle down, the scene growing with tension.

Montana: Look I am sorry for my outburst, but you come here during my show and you accuse me of attacking my friend, you can see my annoyance. I stand by my claim, I believe it was Brian or Ace, I know he has a perfect alibi, but that man has friends, Brian has friends, whether it was one of them driving the car or not, it was there fault my buddy Karl was attacked that night. Now if that’s all, I would ask you to respect my wishes and leave me at this time, my show is live on air…

Police Officer: I understand. Thank you for your information. We will be back some time soon, we need to interview a few more people before we get near a conclusion. See you soon Mr. Montana.

The police officers leave as Jesse Montana waves them a goodbye. The cameras then show Jesse as he slowly scowls, his eyes focused on the door, his mind clearly with thousands of thoughts at once. He begins to smile dastardly as the scene fades.

Masters: Damn them trying to pin this thing on Montana.

Daniels: You Can’t really blame them, about 90% percent of crimes where CZW have toured is Montana playing his little games.

Masters: I bet you were one of those witnesses weren’t you, you bent little twerp!

Daniels: Montana needs questioning just like everyone else, and how can you commend the way he accused Brian and Ace of that vicious crime?!

Masters: He is just looking out for his friend Karl.

Daniels: That man is only looking out for himself and he always has done. We’ll be back folks, more action after the break!

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-=- TAG TEAM MATCH -=-
(FDF) SJ FUNK & BRIAN HAYE vs. (EL FUEGO) EL PABLO & KRIMZON BLAZE

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TOWERS: "Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match!"

The crowd cheers

TOWERS: "Introducing first... hailing from Durham, England and coming in at a combined weight of 572 pounds... SJ Funk and Brian Haye... FDF!!"

"Everything Louder than Everything Else" by Meat Loaf plays over the PA, as the crowd are mostly cheering for the Englanders. They come out, both wearing Union Jack-themed wrestling gear. They high five each other as a small lights display is going off. They jog down to the ring, high fiving fans along the way. They slide in and pose.

TOWERS: "And their opponents.. hailing from Detroit, Michigan and Portsmouth, England... representing Team XTC... El Pablo and Krimzon Blaze... EL FUEGO!!"

"Los Angeles Is Burning" by Bad Religion begins to play as everyone cheers. Out comes EP and KB, posing for the crowd as a small firework display goes off. They make their way down to the ring, also high fiving fans on the way. They enter the ring and each pose at a turnbuckle.

DANIELS: "This will be a hell of a tag team match, each team winning their match last week in Little Rock."

MASTERS: "Both teams are good, but they both care about the fans which makes them LOSERS."

DANIELS: "Please, William! It looks like Funk and El Pablo will start this match off. They briefly shake hands in a show of respect before the bell rings, and they begin circling each other. They lock up, and neither man can move the other right away. SJ finally pushes EP back to a corner. The referee, Darrin Powers, breaks them up and SJ lets go cleanly. EP nods as they make their way back to the center of the ring, and lock up again."

MASTERS: "Missed opportunity there. This time, SJ surprises EP with a knee to the gut. He then punches EP a few times in the face, that's how you do it, SJ! He throws him to the ropes.. EP ducks a clothesline.. on the rebound... and EP nails a flying forearm! He runs back to the ropes, and leaps over SJ. He jumps up on the ropes, and springboards... but misses the moonsault! SJ then runs to the ropes.. jumps over EP... and nails a baseball slide right into EP's shoulder! I like it!"

DANIELS: "Effective move there, and SJ picks EP up. He bodyslams him down, and tags in Haye who climbs up to the top.. he leaps... flying elbowdrop! Haye with the cover!"

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MASTERS: "Haye picks EP back up, and chops him hard. Again. He kicks him to the gut and goes for a power bomb... EP flips and lands on his feet.. Haye turns around, kick to the gut.. gutwrench suplex... into a reverse neckbreaker! What a great move by EP! The cover."

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DANIELS: "EP wastes no time and crawls over to his corner, tagging in KB. KB leaps up on the ropes... and as Brian was getting back up... KB springboards, and nails a spinning heel kick! Brian is almost right back up, but KB runs to the ropes and leaps up... hurricanrana! Brian is surprisingly right back up again, KB to the ropes... spinning headscissors! Brian falls out of the ring as the crowd is going crazy!"

CROWD: "XTC! XTC! XTC!"

MASTERS: "Sickening! And now KB is stalking Brian as he is getting back up on the outside... KB runs... he leaps... but Brian moves, and KB lands hard with his spine onto the floor! Dumb move equals real pain, ya jumping burrito!"

DANIELS: "Brian picks up KB and throws him back in the ring. Brian enters, and immediately tags in SJ. Brian picks KB up in a back suplex... as SJ grabs his head and drops down with a neckbreaker! Great tag move there. Brian then turns over KB and locks him in a camel clutch.. SJ to the ropes... dropkick to KB's face! Brian leaves the ring as SJ covers!"

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MASTERS: "Some great moves from these talented fools, I'll admit. SJ picks Blaze up and chops him hard across the chest. He picks him up in a vertical suplex... and holds him there!"

DANIELS: "All the blood going to KB's head in this stalling suplex... and SJ finally drops him down. He picks him back up and throws him to the ropes... devestating spinebuster! The pinfall!"

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MASTERS: "Amazing. SJ picks KB back up and throws him to the ropes again. KB leaps over the back body drop attempt... KB jumps up on the ropes and springboards, twisting in midair... he grabs SJ and nails him with a springboard DDT! Both men are out on the mat."

DANIELS: "Both men stirring, taking their time to get to their feet... but both get up at about the same time. They begin exchanging punches and kicks, sluggishly yet deliberate. SJ takes control with a kick to the gut. He irish whips him to the corner, and hard. SJ pauses and moment and then comes running in... but KB lifts his legs and grabs SJ.. turns and grabs the ropes... Tarantula!"

MASTERS: "Powers is counting of course, because this move is illegal! KB lets go, and slams SJ down with a bodyslam. He tags in EP and gets out on the apron. EP climbs to the top.. top rope legdrop! He rolls off of SJ, and look... KB is on top... frog splash!! KB rolls off and EP goes for the cover!"

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MASTERS: "Whoa, upset!"

DANIELS: "I didn't expect it to end like that, no, but hardly an upset!"

"Los Angeles Is Burning" by Bad Religion begins to play over the PA, as Haye and SJ are still confused about the outcome. El Pablo and Krimzon Blaze celebrate on the outside, as the crowd cheers them on.

MASTERS: "I don't care about either team, but I think Haye has some questions for Funk... who seems clueless!"

DANIELS: "Funk was just taken off guard, an honest mistake, FDF will bounce back and contend for the Global belts I guarantee it!"

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DANIELS: Hello, were back folks an what a show it has been so far, and still we have two Title matches on the way!

MASTERS: WAIT! I sense that the IC Title match may not be directly next, Jarred.

DANIELS: The lights are off inside the Acadome, and now we must wait for the reason why!

The lights just shut off and then when it comes back on we see Mr. Kiljoy standing in the ring and he is with a woman that is tied up from behind and has a sack covering her head.

MASTERS: That’s that satanic clown, and why has he got a woman tied up?! Do you think he is holding an auction?

DANIELS: That’s scary, and more importantly, I don’t think you have enough money, big shot!

Mr. Kiljoy then asks for a mic and starts to speak.

Mr. Kiljoy- Beautiful Agony for the last couple of weeks I borrowed something from you and forgot to give it back. HAHAHAHAHAHA!! I'm really am sorry about that. But I just couldn’t control myself, The things I did to these two women words couldn’t explain but pictures can tell you a million stories. Earlier tonight I flipped a coin and the outcome of that flip determine which lovely woman I would give back to you. Is it Lauren? Or is it Tatum? I bet you guys are dying to find out.

DANIELS: He’s only going to give one woman back…this man is insane!

MASTERS: You’ve only just figured that out, Jarred.

Just then Beautiful Agony comes running out of the back area and makes a run towards the ring.

DANIELS: That’s it, stop this shambles at once, get him BA!

Mr. Kiljoy- Wait! Wait ! Wait! If you come any closer to this ring I swear I will snap her neck, If you don’t believe me come inside this ring and I show you how it done.

The members of Beautiful Agony stops and looks from outside the ring as Mr. Kiljoy is behind the Unknown woman in a nasty chokehold.

Mr. Kiljoy- Good good, Now I just want to speak my peace and let this woman go. Now when I lost the X Division Belt it made me a sad man. And when I’m sad sad things happened to innocent people. But Beautiful Agony in two separate occasion has beaten me to a pulp, No what is a clown supposed to do? I have to take my revenge on you guys somehow, when I see the number game it just didn’t work in my favor. So I took Lauren, And whoa the things she was saying she do to me if i let her go. Oh man my virgin ears couldn’t take it. But when I found out she had a older sister, The first thing that pop in my head is that Mr. Kiljoy you never had two sister at the same time. So when I had a little assist and borrowed Tatum she was a little tougher then Lauren. But hey she’s the oldest so I knew breaking her in would take longer. Now before I let this one go I felt that I might as well take the bag off her head and let everybody see just who I had to give up.

Mr. Kiljoy then walks up in front of the woman and takes off the bag, We now see that its Lauren and she has her mouth covered in duct tape and you can see that she was crying as she sees the other members of her group she then starts to cry more. Mr. Kiljoy then kisses her on the lips that covered with the Duct tape and walks behind here he then grabs her from behind and hoist her up and then hits her with The Coulrophobia. As the fans are stunned and silent Beautiful Agony then rushes the ring but Mr. Kiljoy then slides out of the ring and runs through the crowd as all the members of the group are over Lauren and there screaming for a medic.

DANIELS: I hope we get some damn help for that poor girl eventually, but until we do, we need to take another break!

MASTERS: Do you think I should take care of Lauren?!

DANIELS: Sit down you oaf!

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-=- INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE TRIPLE THREAT MATCH -=-
"The Epitome of Technical Finesse" JUSTIN MARSHAM vs. "The Outlaw" BUCK EVANS vs. "The Living Legend" BIG NASTY

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DANIELS: Welcome back folks, and what a action packed tag team battle we just witnessed as El Fuego, El Pablo and Krimzon Blaze getting the victory over FDF.

MASTERS: Indeed, Jarred but up next we have the heavily anticipated Intercontinental title, triple threat match, it’s gonna be Justin Marsham versus Big Nasty versus Buck Evans.

DANIELS: Nasty and Buck have a heated rivalry to say the least and Marsham has been thrown amongst the war that is. I don’t think I’d like to be Justin Marsham tonight, he may just become collateral damage.

MASTERS: And what about Big Nasty’s recent alignment, with possibly the next World Heavyweight Champion here in CZW, Shawn Waters.

DANIELS: I can only imagine what Waters has said to Nasty, but I bet it has done nothing other than fie him up for this contest, he is possibly the favorite, having been the IC Champ before.

TOWERS: Ladies and gentlemen this next match is set for one fall and is for the CZW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP!

“100% Cowboy” by Jason Meadows blasts through the speakers of the Joe L. Reed Acadome as Buck Evans makes his way out to a huge pop from the crowd.

TOWERS: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred, eighty five pounds. He hails from Algoma, Mississippi….BUCK…EVAAAAAAAAANS!!!!!

MASTERS: Here is the man that was embarrassed last week, beaten by a man who previously had no wins for three months straight, Ol’ Bucky boy has got to be irate after that humiliating defeat.

DANIELS: I would have to agree but Maynard is no push over, Buck looks pissed and he is looking to take out that anger on Marsham and Nasty.

“Swagger Like Us” by T.I. blares over the arena as Nasty makes his way out now to a round of boos from the crowd.

TOWERS: His opponent, weighing in at two hundred, ninety five pounds. He hails from South Beach, Florida…..BIG NAAAAAASTYYYY!!!!!

DANIELS: Oh this is going to get ugly real quick. Buck and Nasty are locked in a heated stare down now. Nasty cracks a huge, arrogant grin on his face and Buck does not like this. OH WAIT! BUCK JUMPS OUT OF THE RING AND IS MAKING A B LINE STRAIGHT FOR NASTY! Here comes Nasty to meet him half way and these two men are beating the hell out of each other now.

MASTERS: Marsham isn’t even out here yet as Towers gets the hell out of dodge. Nasty and Buck are exchanging hay makers, Nasty gains the advantage as he clothes lines Buck right off his feet, the bloody bell hasn’t even sounded yet. Nasty drags Buck over and slides him into the ring then gets in.

DANIELS: Nasty picks Buck up and sets him up….

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DANIELS: NASTY BOMB!!! NASTY COVERS!!

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MASTERS: That was close but Marsham came in at the right time to save the match.

DANIELS: Marsham is on the offense now as he picks Nasty up and nails him with a neckbreaker. Marsham stands back up but only to be greeted by a big boot from Buck. Buck picks Marsham up and whips him into the corner, Buck now picks Nasty up and whips him into Marsham. OOOH THAT’S GOT TO HURT!

MASTERS: Three hundred pounds of Big Nasty crashes into Marsham and Buck runs over toward Nasty and Marsham but Nasty moves out of the way, sending Buck crashing into Marsham. Another three hundred pound man running right into Marsham. Buck turns around and Nasty nails him with a punch to the face.

DANIELS: Nasty continues the punishment on Buck with several shots to the head. Nasty exposes the turnbuckle then turns around…

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DANIELS: MISSISSIPPI TWISTER ON NASTY!!! BUCK COVERS!!!

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DANIELS: Once again, Marsham jumps on top for the save. Marsham looks pissed as he begins stomping a mud hole into Buck Evans now. Marsham drags Buck over to the corner of the ring and straddles Buck’s legs between the ring post then steps out.

MASTERS: I don’t even want to know what he has planned for our resident redneck but I think I’m going to like it.

DANIELS: Marsham goes to the out side and pulls Buck’s legs out further then locks in a figure four leg lock. OH MY GOD! WHAT AN INOVATED MOVE BY JUSTIN MARSHAM AND BUCK IS NOW IS SOME SERIOUS PAIN!

MASTERS: Big Nasty is up on his feet now as he realizes what is going on. Nasty climbs out of the ring and onto the apron now just above Marsham. Nasty jumps off….

THWACK!!!

DANIELS: OHHH!! LEG DROP RIGHT ON TO THE CHEST OF MARSHAM! Nasty picks up Marsham and leans him against the ring post then grabs a chair. Nasty swings for the fences!

MASTERS: YARD!!!

DANIELS: Marsham ducks out of the way as Nasty nails the ring post with the steel chair, Nasty turns around….ROUNDHOUSE KICK INTO THE CHAIR WHICH SENDS THE CHAIR CRASHING INTO NASTY’S FACE!!! NATY IS BUSTED OPEN NOW!

MASTERS: Nasty is laid out on the outside, Buck is writhing in pain from that figure four and Marsham slides in the ring. Marsham stalks Buck like a vulture now, he sees Buck in pain and he locks in … THE EXECUTIONER’S SONG! THAT HIGH ELEVATED BOSTON CRAB AND THIS COULD BE IT! WE MAY HAVE A NEW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION RIGHT NOW!!

DANIELS: BUCK IS FIGHTING THE PAIN, TRYING SO HARD NOT TO TAP OUT AS THE REFEREE GETS IN PLACE! Buck is trying to scoot over to the ropes but Marsham drags him further out and this could be over.

MASTERS: COME ON, NASTY! GET IN THE BLOODY RING, YOU FOOL!

DANIELS: I think Buck has passed out from the pain as the referee holds his hand up but it falls.

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MASTERS: Marsham counters it into a DDT!

DANIELS: What a counter by Marsham and now all three men are laid out on the mat, lifelessly. Buck has some how managed to come to as he is now crawling over to Big Nasty. Buck throws his arm across Nasty and the referee counts.

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DANIELS: BAH GOD, NASTY KICKED OUT! I don’t know what it’s going to take to win but these men are laying it all out on the line tonight. Nasty and Marsham are completely out of it right now, that kick out took all of what Nasty had left in his body and now Buck is coming to. Buck grabs Marsham by his hair, picks him up and whips him into the corner of the ring. He lifts Marsham onto the turnbuckle and it looks as if he is setting up for a superplex.

MASTERS: This does not bode well for Justin Marsham.

DANIELS: It does not, Masters, BUT WAIT….NASTY IS BACK ON HIS FEET, HE GETS UNDER BUCK NOW!!!

THUD!!

DANIELS: SUPER-DUPER PLEX!!! THREE MAN SUPERPLEX…BAH GOD!!

MASTERS: What a bloody impressive move that was and now Nasty is outside of the ring, looking for weapons. Nasty is irate and he will stop at nothing to win the title.

DANIELS: I don’t even want to know what Nasty has planned now for these two men. Marsham is back on his feet as he eyes Big Nasty on the outside. Marsham backs up and makes a B line straight for the ropes….MARSHAM LEAPS OVER THE TOP ROPE AND NAILS BIG NASTY WITH A CORKSCREW PLANCHA!!! WOW….WHAT AGILITY BY JUSTIN MARSHAM!!

MASTERS: Yeah well this is not over yet.

DANIELS: Marsham begins punishing Nasty with vicious blows to the face. Marsham lays Nasty on the Spanish announce table as Buck has climbed to the outside of the ring. Marsham stands up and picks Nasty up but Buck chop blocks Marsham and joins the two men on the table now. All three men are standing on the Spanish announce table and I have to say, that table is pretty damn strong to hold eight hundred plus pounds.

MASTERS: OH BLOODY HELL, THAT TABLE IS ABOUT TO GIVE WAY!! Buck and Nasty grabs Marsham’s throat. Hello double choke slam. They lift Marsham up in the air BUT MARSHAM COUNTERS IT….

THUD!!!

DANIELS: DOUBLE DDT BY MARSHAM!!! BAH GOD DOUBLE DDT!!! BUCK AND NASTY CRASH RIGHT THROUGH THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE!!

SPANISH ANNOUNCERS: AY DIOS MIO!!! AY DIOS MIO!!! GRANDE PENDEJO!!! GRANDE PENDEJO!!!

MASTERS: Daniels, let me ask you something, how much do we spend on Spanish announce tables per week, really? Cuz, Jorge looks pissed!

“JORGE”: GRANDE PENDEJO!!!! NO TENGO QUE TOMAR ESTA MIERDA!!!

MASTERS: What the bloody hell did he just say?

DANIELS: Well if my Spanish is correct, I believe he just said, and I quote…”I do not have to take this excrement”

*Daniels pulls out a Spanish dictionary and turns the pages*

DANIELS: Ummmm….yep, I was right. But anyhoo, Marsham is on his feet as Buck and Nasty are somewhere within that pile of what used to be yet another Spanish announce table. Marsham picks his victim and it’s Buck Evans, Marsham rolls Buck into the ring then walks over to Nasty. He picks nasty up …..

THWACK!!!

DANIELS: ASSASSINATION DDT!!! OH WOW NASTY IS OUT FOR GOOD AND I GUESS THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HE WAS INTENDING TO DO AS HE SLIDES INTO THE RING AND BEGINS STALKING BUCK, WHO IS STIRRING TO HIS FEET NOW!!

MASTERS: I have to admit that was genius, he took Big Nasty right out of the equation.

DANIELS: Marsham spins Buck around but Buck lifts Marsham onto his shoulders right out of desperation. MARSHAM IS ABOU TTO FEEL A MISSISSIPPI TWISTER!!! ….NO!!! MARSHAM REVERSES IT AND NAILS BUCK WITH AN ASSASSINATION DDT!!! MARSHAM COVERS!!!

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DING! DING! DING!

TOWERS: HERE IS YOUR WINNER ….. AND NEW….CZW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION!!!.....THE EPITOME OF TECHNICAL FINESSE!!!......JUSTIN…..MARRRRRRRSHAAAAAMMMMM!!!!!

DANIELS: BAH GOD, MARSHAM DID IT!!! HE DID IT….HE IS THE NEW IC CHAMP!!!

MASTERS: BLOODY HELL, NASTY WAS SCREWED!!!

DANIELS: Whatever you want to tell yourself, William. Marsham is in complete shock right now as he holds that IC title high in the air.

Marsham is already half way down the ramp hoisting his newly won IC Title in the air, the fans having mixed reactions over the win. Buck and Nasty stand face to face with each other, both with vicious looks on their face...

Daniels: Uh oh...this can’t end well...

Nasty swings an arm at Buck...but stops inches away from his cheek. Both men crack into wide grins and hug!

Daniels: WHAT?

“4 Words (To Choke Upon)” hits. Shawn runs into the ring and stands between Buck and Nasty. He grabs and arm each and lifts them up!

Daniels: BUCK IS THE THIRD MAN! BUCK IS IN THE EXILED!

Masters: Good god! This has gotta be one of the greatest teams in existence!

Waters grabs a mic.

Waters: CZW...you are looking at your new worst nightmare...Buck Evans...Big Nasty...and Shawn Waters...we are the Exiled!

The three men hold their arms in the air as CZW goes to a commercial...

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(The show comes back from commercial as we see Timmons and Wright stand impatiently in the ring, waiting for some type of sign that “Irish” Ian is going to give them a response)

Daniels: Timmons and Wright seem anxious here, after throwing Steve out of their group, I guess they are desperate for another recruit.

Masters: I wouldn’t call them desperate Jarred, Tim and Rob have enough talent to be successful on their own, but there business men, more numbers mean more power.

Daniels: And earlier in the week, Irish Ian Chadwick was approached by these two men, and I guess there out now for a response…

Masters: If he is clever, he will accept.

(They pace back and forth like caged lions waiting for meal time, the public staring at them. As they grow increasingly impatient, the lights go out. Then that unmistakable flash of green and orange lights casts shadows around the arena as that wonderful entrance theme hits the PA. If The Next Generation wanted an answer tonight, they sure as hell are going to get one now. Ian Chadwick goes from behind the curtain, beer in hand, looking a little on the tipsy side. He does his traditional toast to the crowd as the all stand up and shouts “CHEERS!,” then he begins to make his way down to the ring. He walks, well stagers, gingerly down to the ring, shaking hands with the ecstatic fans on his way down. He stands at the edge of the ring, staring into the eyes of Tim Timmons. He cracks a smile, then just like that it seems as if his drunk goes away. Like it’s time for business and he knows it. A man hands him a microphone then we walks up the steps, carefully but determined to handle the business at hand. He swigs his beer one more time then puts the microphone to his mouth…….)

Ian: So, you boys want an answer, huh?

(The two men shake their head yes and mouth words.)

Ian: Well, I’m not going to keep you two gentlemen waiting any longer. An offer to join The Next Generation is truly a grand opportunity. You two men are two of the best athletes in this wonderful wrestling organization. I’m sure I learned that last week when, you Tim Timmons, spoiled my return to CZW. I am extremely grateful that you offered me a spot in your little gang, but I’m going to have to turn you down. Now, before you say or do anything, give me a chance to explain myself. It’s nothing personal against either of you, I’m just not down with the way you guys carry yourselves. You jump people when they’re alone, you beat one of your partners because he was in a slump. Your suppose to support your friends when they hit a rough patch, not do that. So, with that said, I respectfully turn down your offer, gentlemen. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m gonna go finish the case of beer I got back there.

(Ian turns around to walk out of the ring, and just as he does that Timmons and Wright jump on him. They stomp him repeatedly until it seems Ian is unconscious. The crowd boos as they stand up, yelling back at them. They’re so preoccupied with the booing crowd, they don’t see Ian standing up off the ground behind them. He picks up his spilled beer bottle with malicious intent in his eyes. He stands to his feet and swings the bottle at Tim Timmons head. The bottle shatters over his head as he falls to the ground. Rob Wright hears the crash of the breaking glass and turns around, only to have Ian land The One Punch KO. The men lay motionless for a few seconds, which gives Ian just enough time to run out of the ring and up the ramp. His music hits the PA as he yells a variety of expletives to the two men in the ring…..)

Daniels: Amazing, Ian turned Rob and Tim down, they attacked him but he ended up getting the upper hand, and I bet Rob and Tim are upset they attacked Ian in the first place.

Masters: Ian has made a painful mistake here, The Next Generation do not take being turned down lightly.

Daniels: Well, we’ll see what develops with that over the next week, anyway folks, up next we have the second of two title matches of the night, it’s Tag Gold folks, we’ll be right back!

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-=- CZW GLOBAL TAG TEAM TITLES & CAREER ENDING MATCH -=-
EXITIUM (Mortius & Akumas) (c) vs. IDOLIZED (Tyler & Riley)

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Towers: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the CZW Global Tag Team Championships!

'Paralyzer' by Finger Eleven begins playing as Idolized comes out to the ring, followed by Kristyl Marie their manager as they walk around with grins on their faces, believing they'll take the Global straps tonight.

Towers: Introducing first, at a combined weight of 448 pounds, Evan Tyler...Kyle Riley...IDOLIZED!!

*The crowd cheers them on*

Towers: Their opponents...From Parts Unknown, at a combined weight of 630 pounds, the Global Tag Team Champions, Akumas and Mortius, EXITIUM!

*The crowd reverberates to booing after their ungrateful assault last week on the whole Unleashed show*

Ding Ding!

-Mort and Kyle start if off, Kyle taking it right to Mort with vicious rights and lefts, along with a series of kicks taking Mort out of his element as Kyle makes a quick tag into Evan, who pull off a double-flapjack on Mort sending the big man down as Evan hooks the leg!

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Daniels: What is Mort thinking?! that's his partner!

Masters: He doesn't care!

-Mort and Akumas pick up Kyle and Evan, irish whip, Kyle and Evan each hit a clothesline on Exitium, sending Mort to the outside as Akumas is laid out. Kyle lifts Akumas once more time, as Kyle and Evan call for the Limo Wreck, Mort still down somewhere. Evan lifts Akumas with an Electric Chair, Kyle going to the top... LIMO WRECK CONNECTS!!!!!

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Towers: Here is your winners and the NEW Global Tag Team Champions, Kyle Tyler, Evan Riley, IDOLIZED!!!!

Daniels: What an upset that is!

Masters: So long Exitium!!

*The crowd are chanting "Na Na Na Na Na Naaaa Hey Hey Hey Goodbyyyeee" as Exitium just leave without looking back, not a single tear in their eyes as Idolized just laugh and point at them.

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CZW Overdrive was reaching it’s main event but before this the CZW roster was in for quite a surprise, as it returned from it’s commercial break we found ourselves at ringside with fans cheering, as the main event was next but they were soon surprised when an unfamiliar melody began to play throughout the arena with the Combat-tron beginning to play with a clip of a fiery planet being shown on the main arena titan-tron zooming in slowly, as the real intro to this music started to begin as the planet got closer to the screen slight flashes of me getting out of a pool soaking wet waving my hair back and fourth were shown. When the beat started my name flashed a few times, before it went into full-blown melody my titan-tron showed continuous clips of me with my theme music being “Poison” By Alice Cooper and all, it was a fitting start to my entrance I felt and it had been that way for years with the odd change here & there with flame geyser-like effects hitting the stage. I waited for the first pair of geysers to cease, before I came from behind the curtain smiling to myself, then posed on the stage with one my arm behind my head with the other across my stomach, I then ended my pose then threw my hair down in a posed stance then flipped my hair & head back-up causing a blast of small infernos acting like a domino-effect down the side of the ramp.

I smirked to myself, as I kicked my left foot up and cat-walked my way down the ramp slowly waving at the fans, then smiling at them as they cheered for me a little whilst my attire consisted of a white silk blouse, a black mini-skirt with black high-heeled shoes. My long blondish brown hair hung down beautifully straightened to perfection. Superstars were see all looking at various screens throughout the arena wondering, who I was. I reached the end of the ramp, where I stopped and looked around at the ocean of fans in the stands with a smirk on my face, before I started walking again this time over to the steel steps. I climbed them and then slowly walked across the apron with my hand feeling the top rope all the way. I bent down slightly ducking under the middle rope, which allowed me to enter the ring. Once inside, I made my way over to the center of the ring repeating my same pose from before causing the turnbuckles to release pyro mechanics. I went over to the ropes and asked for a microphone from the time-keeper, he happily got one for me, where he handed it to me soon after, so I thanked him. I took my new found microphone into the center of the ring with me; my music began to fade with only the noise of the crowd could be heard. I waited a few seconds, before raising my microphone to my lips beginning to speak into it and to the crowds of people in attendance tonight for what had been an explosive Overdrive here in CZW…

Venus: “...Good evening, everybody! (Fans had low cheers)…I can see, why the CZW is so popular! Now I’m sure you’re all sitting in your seats, and all you superstars in the back are staring at the television screens in confusion wondering, who is this beautiful woman standing in the middle of your ring, right? (I smirked to yourself)…Well, don’t worry your all about to find out! You see, my fellow colleges I am Venus! The new CZW divas’ division, executive director! Which means for those, who do not understand…I am in-charge of the divas’ division here in CZW: I create the matches, decide who wins and who loses and so much more…But I’m not going to bore you with the details…but I’ll fill you in a little! I was hired by Mr. Jesse Montana last week to oversee the women here in CZW, since he has already started to re-instate the division and feels, he cannot be the one that makes sure it doesn’t close again and handle all the little details…that’s where I come in! My job is to make sure; the divas here are treated as wrestling equals, and not overlooked by anyone. And trust me, they won’t be! No-one unfairly treats my girls without one hell of a fight… (Fans cheer a little)…Therefore, I thought I’d needed to kick start my division off once again with a exciting event to bring about the impact, I am hoping to inflict on the men of CZW even management and letting them know the divas’ division is well, and truly back with no shortcuts just pure entertainment of the highest standard! This time, the division will be open forever because no-one in god’s almighty glory am I letting the CZW management team close it down again! We women do not belong on the sidelines, well most anyway! We trained hard and earned are way into this business; we deserve the right to showcase our skills to fans all around the world! (I smiled, as fans cheered)…Now this special event, I have planned we take us ladies all the way to the Pandemonium, next month! I’m calling it: The Goddess Gauntlet! Pretty sweet name, huh? Well, basically all divas will be entered into this tournament whether you’re a valet or not, because I believe you valets can offer more to CZW then being, just another girl on your man’s arm! Then all participants will face off in 1 on 1 competition, over the course of the next few weeks as they work there way to the final match at Pandemonium, where our champion will be crowned! It all starts, next week live on Saturday Night Overdrive girls! Yes, that’s right the Queen of Combat championship is being reinstated, but that’s the old CZW this is the new CZW! So the title has been upgraded completely with a name change and look! The new championship will be called: The Combat Vixen Championship! Which the winning finalists will compete for at Pandemonium! It’s going to be an exciting few weeks girls here in Combat-Zone Wrestling, so stay tuned! But for now, let’s return to where the action is about to really go down…the main event! Enjoy!”

I dropped the microphone with “Poison” by Alice Cooper begins to play once again. I took a look at all the CZW fans with a smile on my face feeling incredibly confident, as the CZW’s newest staff member and the divas’ savior. I then made my way over to the ropes, once again but this time on the other side of the ring exited it through the ropes before making my way across the apron and down the stairs. I began to walk back up the ramp smiling to myself and waving at the millions of CZW fans in attendance tonight with the scene coming to an end cutting to it’s final commercial break

Masters: Did you hear that Jarred?! Oh my, the divas are returning, and the new commissioner, she looks…she is…Oh I’m getting a little over-excited here…erm…oh dear…I think I’m choking! AHH WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?!

Daniels: I hit you on your back, I thought you were choking, plus you were annoying me. But your right, it is exciting times here in CZW, the divas are coming back, we have a new Divas commissioner, and the Title which is now called the Combat Vixen Championship, it is going to be fought over at Pandemonium!

Masters: But we don’t have to wait that long, Jarred. We are beginning the tournament next week…NEXT WEEK! Finally I get to have all of my future ex wives at ringside again!

Daniels: Your unbelievable.

Masters: Thank you Jarred.

Daniels: Well, if you folks at home are as excited as William here, I suggest you calm yourself down for a few minutes, because when we return, it’s time…for the…MAIN EVENT!

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~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
-=- 3-ON-2 HANDICAPPED TAG MATCH -=-
(WDS) EDDIE ROWAN, ALAN FISCUS & MAYNARD O'TOOLE vs. JESSE MONTANA & MATT COVEY

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DANIELS: Okay folks, it’s now time for tonight’s MAIN EVENT!

MASTERS: I’m so excited! This is gonna be awesome!

DANIELS: No doubt about that, Masters. Emotions running high, so many combustible elements within this match-up, not least the defection and betrayal of “Bad Ass” Matt Covey against the Whole Damn Show, a development that is STILL sending shockwaves throughout the wrestling world!

“For Whom The Bell Tolls” starts blaring out of the PA system, sending the crowd into a frenzy of boos.

TOWERS: The following contest is a 3-on-2, tag-team handicap match, scheduled for one fall..

The boos somehow get even louder as Jesse Montana steps out onto the stage, Matt Covey following just behind. Both men have smug grins on their faces, reveling in the hatred and hostility their most recent actions have drawn. Covey starts walking slowly down the ramp, while Jesse stays at the top for a few moments longer, taking the time to taunt the crowd some more.

TOWERS: ..Introducing first, at a combined weight of 455lbs.. “Bad Ass” Matt Covey, and “The Sensation” Jesse Montana!

DANIELS: Well, the Whole Damn Show were never the most popular outfit in professional wrestling history, but Matt Covey has somehow managed to become even more hated by turning against them. How do you do that? Simple, team up – once again – with the evil, corrupt, no-good-son-of-a-bitch, formally known as Jesse Montana.

MASTERS: How DARE you! How dare you! Jesse Montana has given so much for this company and for this business! And despite having his position constantly undermined by the wannabe-President Brian Damage, he CONTINUES to take CZW to heights no-one thought possible! Without him, there IS no CZW!

DANIELS: Oh shut up, for the love of God! What position? He has no position! He’s an employee, the same as you and I! Brian Damage is the one in charge, HE was given the authority by Derek Damage, the founder of this company! Jesse has no right to be making the sort of threats and decisions he does, and you know it!

MASTERS: All I know is you’re jealous of Mr Montana’s ability and success, the same as every single person in this hell-hole tonight!

Montana and Covey are now in the ring, still soaking up the venom being fired from all corners of the arena. The music fades out, and the crowd starts chanting all manner of derogatory accusations at the two stars in the ring.

After a few seconds, “New Breed” by Fear Factory starts to play, as the venue – in a rare occurrence for a Whole Damn Show entrance – erupts into cheers.

TOWERS: And their opponents.. weighing in a combined 702lbs.. Eddie Rowan, Maynard O’Toole and Alan Fiscus.. THE WHOLE DAMN SHOW!

MASTERS: I thought you said they weren’t popular?

DANIELS: Well, it’s amazing what competing against Jesse Montana can do for your popularity.

The ovation escalates as the Whole Damn Show members step out onto the stage, although it quickly becomes apparent that something is a miss.

DANIELS: Well, there’s Eddie and O’Toole.. but where’s Alan Fiscus?

MASTERS: He’s chickened out! Haha! I knew he wouldn’t have the balls to show up tonight!

DANIELS: Well no-one can deny that “The Sadistic Solution’s” questionable mental state has been somewhat further compromised by Matt Covey’s recent actions. Perhaps he just couldn’t bring himself to face his former best friend here tonight, and therefore face the reality of what has happened.

As the two Whole Damn Show members make their way down the ramp, it becomes apparent that Eddie Rowan especially is unhappy at his partner’s absence, as he keeps turning to look towards the curtain, a scowl on his face. Jesse, however, looks incredibly satisfied at this turn of events, his arms folded across his chest, that smug smile still present on his face. Matt Covey just stares intently into the eyes of Maynard O’Toole, who returns the favor with an equally unflinching gaze.

MASTERS: I don’t understand why the Show are so surprised by all this. I mean, they’ve spent so much time with Matt Covey over these past few months, they’ve seen first hand what he’s capable of, surely this can’t be too much of a shock?

DANIELS: You may have a point. I mean, just ask Ace King how honourable Matt Covey is. Ask El Pablo. Ask his own cousin, Special Ed Covey.

MASTERS: Right.

DANIELS: But still…The Whole Damn Show seems ready for this. Betrayal has a price after all.

MASTERS: Bah, Matt just knows who he can really trust. If you hit me with a sledgehammer, I wouldn't trust you either. Not that I do anyway.

Suddenly, "Ladies and Gentlemen' hits the PA as the countdown appears on the tron.

DANIELS: Not this again. This is twice in a row now. What in the world is going on.

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The same eerie voice from the week before fills the arena.

"There’s something coming

And its coming for you CzW

The mob is restless

Looking for something new

You lead us here

With an eternal promise

The gallows are calling

For you to pay for this

Now that I'm left here on my own

There is nowhere left to turn

Who will see me through?

Your heroes are dead

They were all in you head

When nothing is left I’ll start again

What fitting ends

To our fearless fathers

The cost of treason

Isn't paid in dollars

With nothing left

There is nothing to lose

I’ll watch the city gates

Falling all around you

You said I'd never make it

That I could only fail

But I'm the one who’s standing

And what has happened to you?

Now that I’ve said goodbye to you

I’ve started something new

Your heroes are gone

They left with the dawn

Now its just me, I will carry on

I've watched it crumble

For Far Too long

It's not over

It's just begun

I'm coming CzW

And nothing will save you."

Again, the bleeding words 'He's Coming' is seen all over the tron.

DANIELS: Well, I hate to think what these words mean, but whatever they are, it seems to be distracting members of the CZW roster.

MASTERS: Well how can it not be distracting Jarred, I mean it’s slightly ominous don’t you think.

DANIELS: Of course, and whoever it is must be coming back soon.

MASTERS: That’s all we need, another Emo on our roster.

DANIELS: Huh? Anyway, I guess the distraction is over, and these guys are ready to fight!

Eddie and O’Toole enter the ring, and stand nose-to-nose with their opponents, Eddie staring down Jesse, O’Toole still focused on Covey. The referee stands to one side, explaining the rules to the competitors, although whether any of them are listening is debatable. Suddenly, Jesse swings a fist at Eddie Rowan, catching him full in the face, and begins beating down on the former X-Champion. Covey and O’Toole, too, have started brawling, exchanging blows at a rapid rate. Soon, O’Toole gets the upper hand, then whips Covey against the ropes, and drops him down to the mat with a high knee. He then heads over to Jesse, who is kneeling over Eddie Rowan in the corner, and abruptly shoves him through the ropes and out of the ring! O’Toole checks on Rowan briefly, then heads back off in search of Covey, who has also retreated to the outside. The camera remains on Rowan, who shakes off Jesse’s attack, then leaps to his feet. He scouts Jesse, who is staggering back to his feet after a rough landing. As Jesse gets to one knee, Rowan hops through the ropes onto the apron, then leaps up, spring boarding off the second rope with a corkscrew Asai moonsault, taking “The Sensation” back down.

On the other side of the ring, O’Toole pulls Covey up to his feet, and whips him towards the ring steps, sending Covey crashing spine-first into the steel. O’Toole steadies himself, then charges forwards, aiming to crush Covey’s head between the steps and his knee. However, Covey rolls out of the way just in time, and O’Toole’s knee crunches against the metal block. O’Toole staggers backwards, clutching his leg. Covey clambers back to his feet, and slams O’Toole’s head into the steps. He then drags him over to the barricade, and gives him a few fists to the face, before whipping him into the ring apron. O’Toole flops to the floor, but Covey picks him back up, looking to roll him into the ring and get the match officially started. However, as he does so, he catches sight of Eddie Rowan attempted to do the same to Jesse Montana on the opposite side of the ring. The two stare at each other for a second, and then – in an apparent telepathic decision – they each leave their respective man and clamber into the ring themselves.

DANIELS: Well, that’s one way to decide who starts the match!

The two charge across the ring at each other, and Covey goes for a clothesline. However, Eddie ducks, then hits the ropes on the other side and hits Covey with a spinning wheel kick. Covey staggers right back to his feet, but Eddie hits the ropes again, coming up from behind and dragging Covey down with a bulldog. Covey rolls onto his stomach, allowing Eddie to leap back up and connect with a standing moonsault. He goes for the cover, but Covey kicks out before the referee can even get down to his knees.

DANIELS: No chance of putting Covey away that quick, but Eddie Rowan instantly making his speed advantage count!

Covey rolls onto his side, and starts to get up again. He lifts his head, just in time to see Rowan charging in with a dropkick, catching Covey full in the face. Covey rolls over towards the corner, and again tries to get to his feet, this time using the ropes for support. Eddie bounces round to the opposite corner, then sprints forward. He leaps, but Covey ducks out of the firing line. Eddie somehow manages to adjust, and lands on the second rope, before jumping backwards, twisting in mid-air. He grabs Covey round the neck, then spins round, planting him with a Tornado DDT.

DANIELS: What a move! Covey’s head just got imprinted on the canvas!

MASTERS: I’m getting dizzy trying to watch all this! Cut it out, Rowan!

Eddie glances around the ring, and spots Jesse and O’Toole clawing their way up onto their respective corners of the apron. He glances down at Covey, who is lying on his side clutching his head, then charges towards Jesse Montana. He hops up onto the second rope by the turnbuckle, then springboards off with a dropkick, dropping Jesse down to the floor again. Eddie puffs his chest out triumphantly, the crowd really getting behind him. He steps away from the ropes, and turns round.. right into a huge right hand to the face from Matt Covey.

MASTERS: OH!

DANIELS: Good God! That’ll slow you down, no question!

Covey stares down at Eddie, who is clutching his nose. He then looks up at the fans, a sick smile appearing on his face as the boos start to rain down on him. He bends down, and grabs Eddie by the hair, hauling him up to his feet. He holds still for a few seconds, then drops to his knees, hitting a jawbreaker. However, he modifies it slightly, so all the impact is centered on Eddie’s nose. Rowan drops to the mat once again, writhing in pain, his hands once again covering his face. The referee remonstrates with Covey, but quickly backs off as “Bad Ass” feigns to hit him. Covey stomps on the ribs and shoulders of Rowan a few times, then once in the head for good measure. He then picks him up again, and – after exchanging a quick look with O’Toole – drops Rowan with a backbreaker.

MASTERS: Covey now completely in control!

Covey slowly rolls Rowan over, blood now visibly starting to trickle from Eddie’s battered nose. He glares at O’Toole again, and goes for a cover.

ONE..

TWO..

KICK OUT!

DANIELS: Rowan gets the shoulder up, not that that seems to bother Covey too much.

Indeed, Covey still has that sick smile on his face, presumably happy that he gets to inflict more punishment. He picks Rowan up again, and whips him off the ropes. He picks him up, and drops him face-first into the turnbuckle, where Jesse has now finally got himself up on the apron.

DANIELS: Snake Eyes!

Covey tags in Montana, as the boos once again ring out around the arena for “The Sensation”. Jesse instructs Covey to hold Eddie in position on the mat, as he ascends the turnbuckle. He steadies himself, takes a breath, then leaps off, hitting a picture-perfect moonsault.

MASTERS: Beautiful!

DANIELS: So you DO have a crush on him.

MASTERS: Shut up, you oaf!

Jesse goes for the cover, as Covey turns to face O’Toole.

ONE..

TWO..

O’Toole steps through the ropes, as Covey steps threateningly towards him.

THR-KICK OUT!

DANIELS: Oh! Near fall!

O’Toole returns to the apron, Covey pointing his finger and issuing a few words of warning to his former ally. “Bad Ass” then turns and heads towards his corner, but not before giving Rowan a sly kick to the midsection on the way. Jesse picks Eddie up, and tucks his head under one arm. Slowly, and with a typical air of arrogance, Jesse drapes Eddie’s arm over his shoulder, then lifts him up, dropping him down with a vertical suplex. Eddie’s back slams against the mat, but Jesse keeps the hold locked in, and hauls Eddie up again, hitting another suplex.

DANIELS: That’s two! This could be..

Jesse again gets to his feet, Eddie still locked in tight, and hits a third and final suplex, slamming Eddie into the canvas.

MASTERS: The Three Amigos!!!

DANIELS: And that could be all, right here!

Jesse covers..

ONE..

TWO..

O’Toole breaks it up!

The referee tells O’Toole to get out, but his attention swiftly turns to Covey, who has charged into the ring. The ref physically pushes Covey back to his corner, as “Bad Ass” talks trash to O’Toole.

MASTERS: Why are you restraining Matt, ref!? O’Toole’s the one that cheated!

DANIELS: He’s doing his job, Masters! Neither Covey or O’Toole have a place in the match at this time!

Jesse lifts Eddie up again, and hits a swinging neck breaker. He then rolls Eddie onto his stomach, and locks in an STF.

DANIELS: Montana with a submission maneuver!

MASTERS: Listen to that punk Rowan scream!

Indeed, Eddie does appear to be in quite a bit of pain, having already taken a bit of a beating so far in this match. O’Toole looks on anxiously as his partner flails his arms, looking desperately for an escape. He steps halfway through the ropes, causing Covey to dive in again. The referee has clearly made a point to watch out for any underhand tactics on the part of Covey or Montana, however, and again tries to force Covey back to his corner. Seizing the opportunity, O’Toole runs across and stomps on Jesse’s head, forcing “The Sensation” to break the hold.

MASTERS: Goddammit! Pay attention referee!

O’Toole retreats back to his corner, but Jesse follows just behind, talking smack to his former protégé. Unbeknownst to him though, Eddie has come around…

DANIELS: Wait a second! Rowan with a roll-up!

ONE..

TWO..

THR-KICK OUT!!!

DANIELS: Bah Gawd! How close was that!?

Jesse glares at Eddie, who is back to lying prone on the floor, still recovering from the punishment received thus far. He gets to his feet, and waits for a few seconds while Eddie picks himself up. Jesse then grabs him round the waist from behind, and flings him backwards with a German suplex. “The Sensation” then heads over to the nearest turnbuckle, and climbs up, before leaping off with an elbow drop. However, Eddie moves right at the last second, sending Jesse crashing into the canvas. Jesse staggers back to his feet, right into..

DANIELS: EVD!!! FROM OUT OF NOWHERE!!!

MASTERS: NO!!!

The fans are on their feet in support of Eddie Rowan, who has just driven Jesse head-first into the canvas. Eddie slowly crawls towards his corner, O’Toole reaching desperately for the tag. He lunges, but suddenly finds himself dragged back by Matt Covey, who has made his way into the ring once again. Eddie jumps up, hopping on one foot, and clocks Covey with an Enziguri, before diving forwards and tagging in O’Toole as the crowd explodes. Maynard steps into the ring, and waits for Covey to get to his feet before charging, tackling him down to the mat and unloading with a flurry of right fists to the face of his former partner. He gets back up, and turns round, right into a reverse atomic drop from Jesse Montana. Jesse hits the ropes, but O’Toole catches him, lifting him above his head in a gorilla press. O’Toole turns, and throws Jesse at Covey, who has just staggered back to his feet.

DANIELS: What power! What strength! O’Toole is on fire!

Now in the corner of the ring, Jesse grabs the ropes and attempts to get back to his feet. Before he can though, O’Toole charges forward, crushing him against the turnbuckle. O’Toole grabs his opponent by the hair, and hauls him to his feet, before hoisting him onto the turnbuckle. O’Toole climbs up, and sends Jesse crashing down to the canvas with a superplex. O’Toole covers…

ONE..

TWO..

KICK OUT!

O’Toole gets up, dragging Jesse to his feet as well. He tucks Jesse under one arm, and hoists him up, suspending him in mid-air for a few seconds before driving him down with a jackhammer. Another cover..

ONE..

TW-Covey breaks it up!

Covey and the referee have yet another argument, as O’Toole attempts to shake off the kick he just took to the head. Covey steps back through the ropes, but O’Toole jumps up and charges forward, crashing shoulder-first into Covey and sending him crashing down to the floor. O’Toole turns back into the ring, but Jesse is back on his feet..

MASTERS: Montana Express!

DANIELS: No! O’Toole blocks it!

Maynard grabs Jesse’s foot, and spins him round. As Jesse completes his rotation, O’Toole kicks him in the stomach, and shoves his head down between his legs.

DANIELS: OPIATE!

O’Toole lifts Jesse up, but “The Sensation” rolls through it, down over O’Toole’s shoulders. He drags O’Toole down, looking for the pin, but Maynard too rolls out of it, and hoists Jesse up over his shoulders. He takes a few steps forwards, and then..

*BAM!!!*

DANIELS: THIRD EYE!!! IT’S OVER!!!

O’Toole covers, the crowd on their feet..

ONE..

TWO..

THRE-KICK OUT!!!

DANIELS: BAH GAWD! JESSE KICKED OUT OF THE THIRD EYE!!!

Indeed, Jesse somehow manages to thrust his shoulder up just as the referee’s hand is coming down for the final time. O’Toole stares at the referee in disbelief, but gets back to his feet after a couple of seconds. He lifts Jesse up, but Montana quickly drops back down again, apparently unable to support his own weight. O’Toole tries again, but Jesse again flops down to his stomach. Maynard shakes his head, and hauls Jesse up once more, but this time Jesse drops down to his knees, before flinging an arm up and striking O’Toole right between the legs.

DANIELS: A low blow! A low blow from Jesse Montana! What a surprise!

MASTERS: What brilliant invention! He truly is the most intelligent competitor in CZW today!

DANIELS: It’s cheating, William! It’s goddamn cheating!

Jesse gets back to his feet, with Maynard writhing on the floor in agony. Jesse hits the ropes, and flips back, crashing down on O’Toole with a lionsault. Jesse flops backwards, then crawls over to his corner and tags in Matt Covey.

DANIELS: Covey is in! And NOW things could get explosive!

Covey steps through the ropes, and starts circling O’Toole. However, rather than take advantage of O’Toole’s compromised condition, Covey backs off, standing in a neutral corner, apparently waiting for O’Toole to get back to his feet. After a few moments, he does so, and the two engage in a stare down, just like they did at the start of the match. Covey steps forwards, the two going nose-to-nose, talking smack to each other. Covey raises his arms, inviting O’Toole to lock up, but as he goes to do so, “Bad Ass” pokes him in the eyes, then kicks him in the stomach, before grabbing O’Toole’s arms, twisting, and sending O’Toole crashing to the mat with a vertebreaker. Covey rolls O’Toole onto his back, and starts punching him in the face, before wrapping his hand around the throat, attempting to choke the life out of his opponent. After a few seconds of this, Covey releases, but only to drag O’Toole into the corner, and start stomping a mudhole in him. He then presses his foot into O’Toole’s throat, again trying to choke him out. The referee attempts to remonstrate, but with Covey apparently refusing to listen, he is forced once again to physically restrain him.

MASTERS: What is he doing!? There’s no disqualifications in this match! Covey can do what he likes!

DANIELS: Don’t hate on the man for having some humanity!

Covey shoves the referee away, then charges back at O’Toole. He shapes to punt him in the head, but O’Toole moves, leaving Covey tangled in the ropes. He pulls himself free, and steps backwards, right into a full nelson slam from O’Toole. Maynard looks over at Eddie, who is still clearly feeling the effects from earlier, and apparently decides against tagging him in. He lifts Covey up, and attempts an Irish whip, but Covey reverses, sending O’Toole against the ropes. Covey looks for a clothesline, but O’Toole ducks, then stops himself, turns, and lifts Covey up onto his shoulders.

DANIELS: O’Toole looking for the Third Eye again!

However, as O’Toole turns round..

*CRACK!*

MASTERS: YES!

DANIELS: Montana Express! Dammit!

O’Toole flops down to the floor, Covey landing on top of him in a pinning position. The referee makes the count..

ONE..

TWO..

THRE-NO! Eddie Rowan!

From out of nowhere, Eddie breaks the pin, dropping a leg on the back of Covey’s head. He gets up, and spots Jesse charging towards him. The two collide, and roll under the ropes to the outside, as Covey slowly gets back to his feet. He looks out at Jesse and Eddie brawling back and forth, then turns his attentions to the rising O’Toole.

DANIELS: WAIT! Who is this running down the ramp?!

MASTERS: I don’t know, Alan Fiscus?!

DANIELS: Erm…not quite William, you’re a little off there, it’s…ITS…HELLENA!

MASTERS: Bah, they look similar!

DANIELS: What Alan Fiscus have you been watching, William?!

Matt Covey notices Hellena rush down the ramp as she walks past Montana and Rowan who are still grappling on the outside. Hellena then stands up onto the apron as Matt Covey walks up to her, a disgraced look upon his face. Matt then suddenly reaches out as he grabs her by the hair.

DANIELS: This Covey is just uncontrollable, he is now going to attack his former partner!

MASTERS: Well what was she doing getting into the action anyway, Jarred?!

The crowd erupt with cheers as Maynard O’Toole finally gets to his feet, now seeing Covey with a handful of Hellena’s hair. Maynard walks up and grabs Covey who turns around…RIGHT HAND TO COVEY!

DANIELS: He deserved that one!

MASTERS: Ouch! That one made my jaw hurt. I never had pity pains before!

Covey falls through the ropes and onto the concrete floor on the outside, as Hellena drops off the apron and lands on her back. Maynard then walks through the ropes and onto the outside as he checks on Hellena, then grabs Covey as he lifts him back to his feet. Maynard then throws him back onto the ring as he goes to crawl back in, however Hellena grabs him by the hair, and spins him around…

DANIELS: WHAAA!!! HELLENA JUST HIT MAYNARD IN THE FACE!

MASTERS: Not only that Jarred, I think that vicious little wench had a steel chain in her grasp.

DANIELS: So after all Covey has done to her, she chooses him over Maynard?!

MASTERS: Stranger things have happened Jarred.

The crowd boo furiously as she begins to choke Maynard out with the chain, blood now pouring from a huge gash in the side of his head, from the impact off the steel chain. Hellena now rolls Maynard back into the ring as Maynard stands up, clearly off balance, the referee now back into the ring after separating Montana and Rowan…

DANIELS: NOT LIKE THIS!

Covey kicks him in the stomach, and then..

MASTERS: Blow It Out Your Ass!

Eddie tries to dive into the ring, but Jesse pulls him back, dumping him roughly onto the floor. Covey goes for the pin..

ONE..

TWO..

THREE!!!

*DING DING DING*

TOWERS: Here are your winners.. Matt Covey and Jesse Montana!

“For Whom The Bell Tolls” returns to the speakers as Jesse climbs into the ring to join Covey, who is looking down at the motionless O’Toole. Jesse raises Covey’s hand in the air as Hellena now joins the pair, wrapping her arms around Covey as she kisses him on the cheek. As the boos once again reverberate around the arena. Just as they do so, however, the music fades out, to be replaced by “Streetcleaner” by Godflesh.

MASTERS: What!?

The crowd erupts as Alan Fiscus steps out onto the stage, a solemn expression on his face. He turns to face the ring, and locks eyes on Covey and Montana, who stop their celebrations and stare right back at him.

DANIELS: Well, better late than never, here’s Alan Fiscus! And business may be about to pick up!

The staredown continues for a few seconds, before Fiscus growls, and charges down towards the ring. He slides under the ropes, and lunges at Jesse, tackling him to the floor and unleashing a flurry of rights and lefts into his face.

DANIELS: And here we go! Fiscus is looking for retribution, and retribution comes in the form of a beatdown on Jesse Montana!

Fiscus gets back to his feet, and turns towards Matt Covey. The two go nose-to-nose, Hellena now running out of dodge, every single bystander in the arena salivating at the prospect of what may be about to happen.

DANIELS: This is it! It’s go time! Fiscus and Covey! Two former friends, about to unleash a whole world of hurt on each other!

The tension is almost unbearable as the two stare each other down, neither saying a word, neither moving a muscle. Suddenly though, Fiscus turns away, and lunges once more at Montana, clotheslining him over the top rope and down to the floor. Covey looks on, half-smiling, half-confused by Fiscus’ unwillingness to physically dismantle him right there and then. As Fiscus talks smack to Jesse on the outside, Eddie Rowan slides back into the ring and charges towards Covey, who decides to make his exit, diving through the ropes and heading towards the ramp. Eddie stares him down for a second, then heads over towards Fiscus. He flings Fiscus round to face him, and starts shouting in his face, gesturing towards Covey, apparently asking why he didn’t fight their former stalemate when he had the chance. At the same time, O’Toole has come around, and moves up beside Eddie, firing the same accusing glance at Alan Fiscus.

DANIELS: Well folks, we’re out of time here on Overdrive. But the question on everyone’s minds has to be.. what is going on with Alan Fiscus? And what does it mean for the future of the Whole Damn Show? Tune in next week, hopefully we’ll get some answers!

MASTERS: So long folks!

CZW President
Jesse Montana


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