CZW - Presents OVERDRIVE


| March 6th 2009 | * Amarillo, Texas * Amarillo National Center |



Combat Zone Wrestling presents OVERDRIVE

live on television from
- Amarillo, Texas -
Amarillo National Center
March 6th 2009

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* cZw! *

Tom is sitting on the edge of his wooden desk, looking into the camera with the screen showing the full arena behind him, he looks smart in his usual white shirt and red suspenders, smiling at the camera as he begins to speak

Tom: Welcome everyone to this weeks exiting edition of Unleashed. Now I know it’s always exciting, but this week is special, that’s right, we are POST Volatile Day. The results are in, and man, what results they are. Every single title except one now has a new owner. First off we had the T.V title. Unleashed itself hosted the opening rounds to that gruelling match, which pitted Mike King, against Ronnie McNeil, against, controversially, Brian Blaze. Now before we go any further let’s touch on the Blaze ultimatum. Last week Brian Blaze came out to help partner Mortius after an attack by Total Mayhem. After declaring that he would walk out of Volatile Day a double champ as T.V and Tag champion, none other than that hateful, over inflated, pompous ass Jesse Montana stepped out onto the stage and told him that he was only able to pick ONE match. Of course this left Blaze in a bind. He didn’t want to let Mortius down, but at the end of the day he was a singles competitor with his first shot at singles gold. After a very tough week he finally opted for the T.V title, and boy are we glad he did. The proceeding match had everything, twists, turns, high spots and low spots. In the end Brian Blaze proved he made the right choice by walking out the victor, and CZWs NEW T.V CHAMPION!

Then of course there was the X-Division championship. Four men, Jacob Havok, of course, Mike Monroe, Mr. Killjoy, with an amazing opportunity in his second week here, and without even a win under his belt, and Brian Kirkland. As always in CZW, there had to be a twist in the match. This time it came in the form of ex-CZW wrestler KC Kash. Kash and Kirkland had an altercation behind the scenes, and while emotions were running high Kirkland agreed to put his own tenure in CZW on the line for his upcoming match. In a stipulation to shock the world Brian Kirkland, should he lose, would have to forfeit the rest of his contract to KC Kash! So with a lot riding on it Kirkland went into CZWs first ever combat X match and gave it his all, the crowd were impressed by his high energy and never-say-die attitude, but in the end it just wasn’t enough. Mr. Killjoy, proving CZW was right to put him in that match as the wild card, pulled out the victory, and became CZWs NEW X DIVISION CHAMPION! The sad epilogue however, is Brian Kirklands departure from CZW, after he gave his life and every ounce of energy for the Hardcore belt back at the beginning of the end it all seems to have went downhill. What does the future hold with the returning KC Kash in our midst though? I, for one, can’t wait to see.

< And now onto the second part of the Brian Blaze saga. Along with his partner Mortius, collectively known as the Disasterpiece, these men fought tooth and nail for over a month with CZW Tag Team champions Jacob and Ezra Mayhem. Now we all know the back story there and how they met at Evil Intensions. However Mortius was unhappy with his loss and took things what many consider to be far too far when he kidnapped Total Mayhem and seemingly burned them alive. Two weeks ago though, in a shock revelation, Total Mayhem came back after Mortius had just finished a hard fought match with Ronnie McNeil, Mortius got the holy hell beaten out of him and was seemingly too much in shock to even think about fighting back. The Mayhems then went on to declare their match at Volatile day would be another CZW first, a TAG TEAM INFERNO match. Of course, as explained earlier, this is where Blaze came down for the save and he was given his ultimatum. So by now we all knew that Mortius was in a two on one handicap match in a ring surrounded by fire for those belts. He came in and put up one hell of a fight against the might of those two combined, but things weren’t looking good for Mortius. Then the turning point came when Mortius managed to throw Jacob over the ropes, over the flames, to the outside, leaving Ezra and Mortius to battle it out. Well, after crushing Ezra’s head with a chair he FLEW to the outside, through the fire, and sent Jacob to the flames. So Mortius now stands as lone tag team champions, who will he pick as his partner, will he continue to go it alone? Only time will tell.

Next up was the triple threat for the Intercontinental title, held for so long by Karl ‘The Jackal’ Jackson, this match pitted him against Matt Covey and Ace king. Now in the first ever episode of Unleashed we explained the ins and outs of Covey and Kings feud to date. Of course more was still to come. The evil and atrocious Jesse Montana couldn’t WAIT to get his little fingers into this feud, because, as we all know, if Jesse ain’t involved, it’s not worth talking about. Anyway, Jesse tried to turn Covey to the dark side, using Aces girl Ruthann as the catalyst. Ace by this time was badly broken on the canvas out cold, and couldn’t do anything to help. So Covey was on the edge but Jesses little man servant Jackal got there first and snapped poor Ruth’s ankle in one of the most shocking scenes ever witnessed on television. Covey was then given a shot at Jackals I.C belt, but during the signing a few weeks later none other than Ace King came back, taking out both the Jackal and Covey before signing one of those legally binding contracts to place himself in the match. So the scene was set, Volatile Day, the three men had one of the most hellacious battles ever witnessed here. Truly an unbelievable spectacle, with Covey and Jackal both vying to prove why they were the most dangerous man in CZW, using Ace as their test dummy. After Covey got put out in a shocking turn, it was down to Ace and Jackal, who, even so long into the match, and having already gave it their all, had the crowd on their feet with an amazing show of athleticism and brutality combined. At one point I think everyone was wondering if the match would end, they were so evenly matched. It did however, after Ace applied a gogoplata with BARBED WIRE around his legs. Of course after that it was academic. Jackal tapped and Ace King finally dethroned Jackson to become CZWs NEW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION! And with THREE top contenders, and not forgetting that Jackal has a rematch, you have to believe Ace will be very busy indeed.

Then, in the biggest match of the night, nay, the whole year, Eric Collum had his first ever title defence against feast or famine winner Eddie Rowan. Eric Collum of course is no stranger to title defences, being the longest running T.V champion, and has never lost a title defence. SO you have to believe he went in there confident. Maybe too confident, Eddie Rowan is a man never to count out. There’s a reason he’s part of the Whole Damn Show after all, but flipping the coin again, Rowan always seems to lose matches against Collum in the past. So a lot was riding on it for Eddie, win the title AND get rid of his Achilles heel. The scene was set, and the buzz was big. Everyone present and watching at home was expecting a great match, and they weren’t disappointed. In a fantastic, near pin full contest these two truly brought it, and made it a match worthy of the moniker ‘main event’. Each man, at points, came so close to winning, but, as the saying goes, there can be only one winner. As we all know by now, that winner was Eric Collum, that’s right! Another title defence under his belt, his first for the World Heavyweight Championship. Not to take anything away from Rowan, who more than fought the good fight, and was part of making the Volatile main event one that’s sure to be talked about for a long time. Who will take on Collum next? Will his title defence streak ever be brought to an end? One things for sure, if it ever does, it’s gonna take one hell of a performer to pull it off.

Apart from that we seen Alan Fiscus get a huge win over Matt Stylez in a greenhouse match, Justin Marsham FINALLY pulling a win out from Chris Ross, Krimzon Blaze, in a HUGE upset taking the win over Montana, and of course, the billed return of Shawn Waters, but not as expected, he arrived to seemingly help Krimzon Blaze, but instead ATTACKED his Fire and Ice team mate. The crowd were less than happy with Waters, and let it be known. How is this new attitude going to effect the roster? Has Shawn Waters aimed his sights higher than he let on in his appearances, here, on Unleashed? We will have to wait, to find out.

Phew, what a PPV, and now we start the cycle all over again. Tonight we have Mountain Man taking on The Next Generations Psycho Steve. We know that the Next Generation are out to make a statement, and we also know that Steve is carving out a niche in that group as the problem solver, so the question is, will Mountain Man prove to be a problem? We find out right now, as we go to ringside, the men already in the ring, and the crowd raring to go.

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Mountain Man vs Psycho Steve

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Steve is in the ring, waiting for the bell… suddenly Mike Monroe appears from the crowd, eliciting a huge response, Steve doesn’t even notice him as he slides in the ring behind him and smiles, Steve looks really confused until he is suddenly taken in a butterfly hold from behind and twisted round, the crowd SCREAM in anticipation of

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BLOOD FROM A STONE!!! The jumping spin spiking Steve right on his head. Mountain Man just looks on as Mike jumps back into the crowd, getting cheered on by the fans,

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Tom: Well it looks like Beautiful Agony have taken another step in this developing feud with that DEVASTATING Blood from a Stone, but to be honest, even without it that Falling Timber from Mountain Man would have done it. Hey the match might have been unbelievably short, but the message has been sent and the crowd loved it. Wow, erm, this leaves a lot of spare time here, I think we’re going to have to press straight on into the History of Violence match. This week we have a very special match. Up until this match the only ever X division champion had been El Pablo, to crown a new champ that would live up to him would take something special, and a very special match, so here for your viewing pleasure, uncut, is the ULTIMATE X CHAMBER MATCH to crown the second ever X division champion

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Ultimate X Chamber match
Originally aired 6/27/08

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DANIELS: "What a sight. This match has been highly antiscipated, but what a sight, an elimination chamber with a metal X shaped beam at the top, the X Title hanging above the ring"

FARLEY: "Yeah, El Pablo was of course the first and only X Champion, the greatest Title run in CZW history, but now, one of these six men will be the new and second X Champion in history"

GOLD: "Yeah and how tough will it be for one of these men to live up to the legend that El Pablo has made"

MASTERS: "To be honest Ricky, I think these men just want to hold that Title, I doubt they are worrying about beating El Pablo's record"

FARLEY: "I love Jesse's thinking here though, creating such an environment like this, this is as sinister as Gold's eyebrow's"

GOLD: "What? I have normal eye..."

FARLEY: "Oh come of it, you look like a constipated baboon, but anyway, my point was, this is going to be one of the most violent matches in CZW history"

DANIELS: "Well guys, lets get down to this one, I can't wait"

"Headstrong" by Trapt begins to play throughout the arena as the fans roar in excitement…

TOWERS: "On his way to the ring, weighing 215 lbs, he is the Aerial Specialist and a member of X-Ellence...KRIMZON BLAZE!!!"

( Krimzon Blaze comes onto the stage, almost blown away by the huge cheers and the standing ovation. Blaze stands cooly at the top of the ramp, holding his hands up in the shape of an X, meaning two things, X-Ellence and X Title. Fireworks blast off as he puts his head down, passion in his eyes. he then makes his way down, not taking his eyes off the X title that hangs from above. The fans lean over the rail to touch him, but he is so focussed he walks past. He climbs into the ring and the cage as he jumps up onto one of the chammers and poses once more for his adoring fans, chants of 'X-Ellence' soaring through the arena)

TOWERS: "On his way to the ring, weighing 201 lbs, he is one member of the Night Terrors...ALL-AMERICAN NIGHTMARE!!!"

(The lights in the arena go out. Suddenly a deep haunting voice is heard saying "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." Then after a moment of silence "Beast and the Harlot" by Avenged Sevenfold starts to play. On the CZWtron the word pain changes to pleasure, then the word dream changes to Nightmare. Once the word Nightmare is shown, red strobe lights start to flash on the stage. Smoke starts billowing from the entrance. A figure appears behind the smoke. Out walks the All-American Nightmare. He stands on the stage looking at the crowd. He has his ever present light tube over his shoulder. He then walks down the ramp to the apron. He then climbs to the top rope from the apron. He scans the crowd before taking a deep breath, then climbing up and over the cage as he falls to the ground on his feet posing to the fans)

TOWERS: "Next on his way to the ring, weighing 230 lbs, he is Special, he is in XTC, he is...SPECIAL ED COVEY!!!"

("Shut Me Up" by Mindless Self Indulgence plays. Ed comes stumbling out from the back and glances to each side of the ramp at the fans. He gets a big pop from the crowd. He points a finger at the ring, shaking it like he's going into convulsions as he looks at the Chamber. He grins as he approaches the ring, looking like he's constantly walking with a limp. Ed climbs in through the cage door as he starts talking to AAN, evetually AAN walks away as Ed is left dejected. The fans still going crazy for the most crazy man in CZW)

TOWERS: "Next on his way to the ring, weighing 285 lbs, being accompanied by Brenda Vixen, he is the Outlaw...BUCK EVANS!!!"

("Ramblin Man" by Allman Brothers plays throughout the arena as Buck and Brenda come out to a huge boo from the crowd. Buck is holding a can of beer as he pours the remaining lot down his throat and kisses Brenda on the cheek, singing along to Ramblin Man as he walks down the ramp. He tells Brenda to stay on the outside as Buck climbs in, towering over the other opponents)

TOWERS: "Next on his way to the ring, weighing 172 lbs, he is the Emo Prince...JACOB HAVOK!!!"

("Straight Edge" by Minor Threat plays throughout the arena as Jacob walks out onto the stage, getting a mixture of boos and cheers, being a controversial character. He poses to the fans as he looks down at the beer can that Buck left on the ramp, kicking it out of the way in disgust as the fans boo, most of them with beer in their hands. Jacob takes no notice though as he slaps the fans hands, those who do agree with him and jogs down to the ring. He climbs up quickly, up ad over as he looks straight at the X title above his head, Buck looking in disgust at the Emo Prince)

TOWERS: "And last but certainly not least, on his way to the ring, weighing 240 lbs, he is the General Manager of Warzone, he is the One Man Riot, he is the one, the only...ALAN FISCUS!!!"

("Thieves" by Ministry plays as the fans give the biggest cheer of the night so far, all going crazy for the Riot. He walks out, but to everyone's surprise, he is not alone, in fact, he comes down with Jacqui Rhodes as the fans almost burst out laughing. Alan has a cheeky smirk on his face as she poses, some of the fans chanting 'SLUT' but she doesn't care, Alan then gives her a quick kiss as the fans cheer, chanting 'FISCUS...FISCUS'. He then states he will win the X Title as he poses to the fans, fireworks blasting off for the One Man Riot. He walks to the ring as the fans reach out, Jacqui stopping at ringside as Alan smiles to the rest of the competitors, almost a sick smile. He walks through the cage door and points at the belt, all six men now ready for Ultimate X Chamber)

GOLD: "They're all in, now we just need to start it, the atmosphere here in Hollywood is unbelievable, all waiting for these six men to put on a show of a lifetime, I am telling you, this one could steal the show"

- The crowd is deafening as they are highly anticipating one of the most brutal and unique contests in CZW History, Jesse Montana's creation, The Ultimate X Chamber. As all six competitors stand inside the structure, their minds only set upon the vacant X Title that has been made so prestigious and valuable by the one man who has held it, a record title reign here in CZW, El Pablo, but he is not one of the men who has a chance to become the X Champion this night. The six men, Alan Fiscus, All-American Nightmare, Buck Evans, Jacob Havok, Ed Covey and Assault's own Krimzon Blaze stand, seconds away from the start of this hellacious battle.

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DANIELS: "HERE WE GO!!"

- The bell finally rings. No one starts off aggressively really, all waiting for the first person to make that move until Ed, he runs across the ring towards Buck as the two stand off, lefts and right being thrown until Buck hits Ed with a knee to the gut, then throws him face first into the steel mesh nearest to him. The impact is so huge, the cage shakes as the Title belt still hangs above the nightmarish structure.

FARLEY: "Well Ed showing why he is the craziest son of a bitch in CZW, you don't try and go fist to fist with the Outlaw!"

MASTERS: "Hopefully that shot put some sense into him"

- Meanwhile, AAN and Havok are teaming up, AAN against Blaze and Havok fighting the Warzone GM, Alan Fiscus. AAN overpowers Blaze as he lifts him up and drives him spine first into the cage, the mesh slicing the skin on his back as he screams in pain. He then hits a dropkick but poorly timed as Blaze dodges it, then runs at the ropes taking down AAN with a spinning heel kick. Alan and Havok are evenly matched as both are locked up, Alan taking Havok down though with a quick headlock takedown, keeping the lock on.

DANIELS: "The General Manager sure can wrestle, alot of people ruling the GM out of this match, speculating about his actual ability, but Alan is here to prove one thing, that he is just as tough, if not more than any other superstar here at CZW"

- Buck is still on Ed as he grapples him on the floor, locking in an arm lock, Ed struggles and makes it to his feet, then starts to bite Buck's forehead as he lets go, Ed then taking Buck down with a drop toe hold, Buck smashing his face on the glass on one of the chambers, not smashing though. Ed gets up looking at the Title, but is met with a heavy clothesline from AAN. He lifts Ed up and sets him up on one of the chambers, leaning against the glass, he walks off, then turns around running at pace towards Ed, however Blaze catches AAN unexpectedly with a swinging headscissors as AAN flies towards the glass chamber head first, but spearing Ed on the way there…

SMASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GOLD: "OH MY...OH MY..."

FARLEY: "Wow, do you think Blaze planned that one out"

DANIELS: "I think Blaze does these moves on the spur of the moment, using his instincts, but that couldn't of turned out more perfectly if he tried"

MASTERS: "Yeah and poor old Ed being in the wrong place at the wrong time...WHAT IMPACT!!!"

- The glass shatters as both AAN and Ed lie motionless inside the chamber, Blaze celebrating as the fans go wild. Alan looks across, noticing Blaze on his own, comes up behind him and hits a release German Suplex, sending him flying across the ring. Havok and Buck now are fighting on the other side, Buck with a huge size advantage but Havok is too quick, ducks a right hand, then dropkicks Buck into the steel, he comes back, Havok from behind...Reverse Hurricarana!!!

MASTERS: "Wow, that cowboy just got al' tied up boy"

DANIELS: "What was that William, your Buck impression"

MASTERS: "What impression are you doing? Cos you sound like a chipmunk on a helium binge"

FARLEY: "Ha, good one!"

- Alan claps his star, then goes to shake his hand, Havok seems abit curious, goes in then Alan slaps him in the face, Havok now angry yelling asking why he did that? Alan just kicks him in the gut, picks him up...RIOT-PLEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: "Alan taking no prisoners!"

FARLEY: "Well there are those down in his basem..."

GOLD: "Farley, let me stop you right there buddy"

- Alan gets up, staring at Havok who is out of it on the floor, Alan with a sick smile on his face. He goes over to the broken pieces of glass as AAN and Ed start to make movements. He picks up a huge shard of glass, cutting his own hands while doing. he looks around, AAN, Ed and Havok are out. Buck is recovering, then he looks at Blaze in the corner. Blaze turns around…

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

MASTERS: "Alan is a crazed psychopath"

- Alan smashes the slab of glass down on the face of Blaze, cutting him open as he collapses to the ground, screaming in pain. Alan again has a smile on his face, turns around...Buck kicks him in the gut....Double Arm DDT onto the shards of broken glass!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: "That is what we love to see..."

DANIELS: "What do you mean? Alan could have glass in his eyes!"

MASTERS: "Alan has seen it all, he has been in Riot matches for goodness sake, this is light for Fiscus"

GOLD: "There wasn't anything light about that!"

- Blaze and Alan now down, both cut from the pieces of glass, remarkably AAN and Ed remain uncut, now both pulling themselves up using the mesh. Buck notices that, he walks over...Spinebuster on Ed. Now turns around...Spinebuster on AAN. Buck is now the only man standing, knowing that the only way to win this match is to climb the chambers, then across the X, he begins his journey. He climbs, almost reaches the top of the chamber but Blaze is back up, bleeding badly from the forehead, but grabs Buck's foot. Buck kicks him away, Blaze falls back but then runs and almost jumps up the mesh and on top of the chamber, both men standing on there now.

GOLD: "Blaze looking like a..."

FARLEY: "Jumping bean?"

MASTERS: "Yeah, he does doesn't he, this guy is crazy, he is the Aerial Specialist yes, but he must be half brain dead to do the moves he does"

DANIELS: "This man has passion for the fans and for his moves and he could very well be the next X Champion"

- Buck goes to hit Blaze, he ducks...DDT on top of the steel chamber. Buck is out, Blaze gets to his feet, then looks across at the X, knowing he must make his way across to grab the Title. By now though, Havok is also climbing up another chamber. Blaze looks across, making his way there, Havok seems faster though, both deep into the X now. Blaze and Havok meet in the middle, lefts and right being thrown, Blaze looks dizzy, Havok grabs him, but both keep their balance, looking down below, the 15 feet drop underneath them.

MASTERS: "DON'T...LOOK...DOWN"

- Blaze kicks Havok in the gut, then goes for a DDT but Havok reverses, lifting Blaze up, but loses his footing as he nearly falls all the way down, but hangs onto the metal bars, swinging on it hanging above the ring. Blaze drops too, now hanging too as both men try and climb back up, but Alan and AAN are now back up, both pulling on the legs, Alan grabs Havok as he slips, falls down onto the shoulders of Alan as he hits a Powerbomb. Blaze slips onto the shoulders of AAN but manages to take him down with a Hurricarana. Both men down from above. Leaving Buck to regain consiousness above them all…

MASTERS: "COME ON BUCK...GET UP COWBOY”

DANIELS:"What are you William, his drinking buddy?"

MASTERS: "Yeah, he said his first choice was Havok but well..."

- Buck now regains conciousness as he starts making his across the X above the ring. Alan starts to make his way up the chamber. Buck sees him coming,, gaining on him quickly as Buck turns to go back for Fiscus but loses his footing as he slips, now hanging onto the X as Fiscus approaches. Suddenly Blaze is up as he looks up towards Fiscus, Alan notices him, the crowd are going wild for Alan, but he stops, he pauses, he stands still until in a shocking twist…

SHOOTING STAR PRESS ONTO KRIMZON BLAZE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: "HOLY FLYING FISCUS!!!"

MASTERS:"How can a man of his age fly that far?"

GOLD: "Fiscus flying onto Blaze, Now...I...Have...Seen...It...All!!!"

- Alan gets a raptous applause from the fans as ironically, he has leapt off the X with an aerial attack on the Aerial Specialist. Both men are out of it as they pick the shards of glass out of their bodies. Now Havok is back up as AAN and Ed are brawling it out inside the broke chamber. Havok looks up as Buck has now pulled himself back up and onto the X as once again, he goes for the Gold…

GOLD: "I am still stuck on that move from Fiscus, do you think he planned that?"

MASTERS: "I think Fiscus will laugh about that with Blaze in 2 years time, you know, when Alan is in the retirement home"

DANIELS: "Oh please..."

FARLEY: "Urh guys, Buck has got it!"

- Havok quickly leaps up the mesh and onto the chamber where Buck is crawling as fast as he can. But Havok is fast, he has time and energy, he reaches Buck as he hits an elbow drop. Buck shakes it off as he continues to crawl for the Gold, Havok hits a flip leg drop. Buck now collapses back down again. Havok picks Buck up...DDT onto the steel frame. BUCK IS CUT...BUCK IS CUT!!!

MASTERS: "What? Now I have seen it all, an emo just cut Buck open, what is wrong with the World"

DANIELS: "Would you stop it please. Now, what can Havok do, can he GET THE BELT???"

MASTERS: "He can't win the match without bleeding himself, if he does, I will not be able to trust anything anymore"

FARLEY: "Havok isn't going for the belt, I think he wants more blood!"

MASTERS: "That sounds about right"

- Buck swipes the blood from his head, still determined to get the Gold, but Havok now leaps on top of him, turns him over and starts hitting rights and lefts into the open cut of Buck, several blows as the fans start to cheer on Havok, he seems to be possessed, Buck trying to block but Havok is enraged, Buck though showing great srtength grabs Havok by the neck withstanding the blows to the head, then throws Havok off as he gets thrown right off the X...But hangs on some how. Buck lies back down trying to recover, blood pouring from his forehead.

DANIELS: "Havok living on the edge here, how long can he hold on"

GOLD: "And Buck hasn't seen him, he thinks he landed down below"

MASTERS: "Havok looking like an orangutan now"

DANIELS:"Are you sure you not looking in the mirror?"

MASTERS: "Jarred...That was lame!"

- Havok is desperate to find a way to get back up on the X, meanwhile Ed gets the better of AAN inside the chamber, suplexing him into the broken shards of glass. He then picks AAN back up, just to check if he is okay, AAN pushes him away, Ed then gets upset and within an instant...A Special Driver onto the SHARDS OF GLASS!!!

DANIELS: "INTO THE GLASS!!!!!!!!"

FARLEY: "Wow, Ed proving why he is so upredictable"

MASTERS: "Yeah, I may like to taunt that special crazy guy, but having seen that, I sure as hell won't ever push him"

- Fiscus is crawling towards his corner as he suddenly signals for Jacqui to grab something for him. The fans boo at this, not liking Jacqui but when she picks up a bag, revealing inside is THUMBTACKS...The crowd go wild, now passing the bag to Fiscus who has a sinister look on his face. He turns around as Blaze now back up...KODE OF SILENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: "HA! Fiscus abit distracted by his own woman there, or Jesse's woman should I say" DANIELS: "No, they split up"

GOLD: "TACKS FLYING EVERYWHERE"

FARLEY: "Dammit, I just missed all of that, all I remember is looking around, seeing Jacqui and...No...That is it"

- The bag flies from the grip of Fiscus as pointy thumbtacks fly across the ring, mixing in with the shards of glass, Havok who still hangs above all of this thinking to himself; 'Don't fall...Don't fall".

DANIELS: "Well, this match is truly turning brutal, we got steel, we got heights, we got glass and now we have TACKS"

- Blaze gets back up now, celebrating as Fiscus is down and out, but on the other side is Ed, upset that his buddy Fiscus has been hurt, he charges...SPEAR!!!

GOLD: "OH MY HE WENT FLYING INTO THE MESH!!!"

- Blaze gets speared straight into the mesh of the steel cage and collapses back to the ground in serious pain. Ed now looks up, seeing Havok dangling still from the structure. Ed starts to climb the chamber, now reaching the top, a huge smile across his face as he obviously has something in mind, Havok trying to get Ed to think clearly, knowing their are shards of glass and thumbtacks flooding the ring. But Ed is obsessed, he measures up Havok...DIVING HEADBUTT!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: "What is this?"

- BUT HAVOK REVERSES!!!!!!!

- While hanging in mid air, Ed coming towards him, he pulls himself up and catches Ed with his legs, hitting a THUNDEROUS HURRICARANA IN MID AIR!!!!!!!!!!

DAIELS: "OH MY GOD"

HAVOK AND ED CRASH TO THE GROUD ON TOP OF THE GLASS AND THUMBTACKS!!!!!!!!!!!!

CROWD: "HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT"

MASTERS: "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT???"

GOLD: "I don't know but I just got a whole lot of new respect for the Emo Prince, WOW!"

DANIELS: "Poor Ed, he fell onto the tacks and glass...Sliced and diced!"

- Buck is now the only one left concious inside the ring, still lying on top of the structure. Brenda throws him up a can of beer as he catches it, then throws the can away, revived from the beverage. He slowly makes his way further towards the middle of the X. He looks down, he sees that the whole ring is covered in tacks and glass, other than that, broken bodies. He reaches the center of the X!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: "I knew he would do it...Not caring about flying, giving these lame fans something to cheer for, this Outlaw is all real"

DANIELS: "Sorry to say but it's not over yet"

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- Alan is sitting on the chamber as he signals for Jacqui to throw him another bag, wipig the blood from his own face as he catches it, stands up and holds it up high, the fans chanting…

CZW...CZW...CZW...CZW

- A BAG OF BOLTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: "HOLY CRAP"

MASTERS: "Now business has just picked up"

FARLEY: "Hey, that is my phrase"

MASTERS: "Whatever, but you know, Fiscus has brought to the ring one hell of a hottie, he has brought to the ring tacks, now BOLTS, I think I am starting to really like this guy"

- Alan sprays the bolts across the ring, looking down on a huge pile of broke glass, tacks and now BOLTS!!!!!!

- Blaze grabs Buck but Buck hits him with a big boot knocking him down, but he stays on the X. Havok now trying to punch the big cowboy but he headbutts him, causing Havok to fly back, but also staying on top of the structure. Now Ed has a go, kicking the legs out from under Buck but he stays tall, above the rest, literally pushing Ed as he flies across the X, but stays on. AAN now the last man to try, Buck already has him scouted though as he grabs him...OUTLAW SLAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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- He crashes down onto the GLASS...TACKS and BOLTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CROWD: "HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT"

DANIELS: "NO...NO...NO...OH MY LORD!!!"

- Buck now finally off the structure and rolling in pain as he just fell 15 feet onto items so horrific it could hospitalise him for months. Alan is way over now with the fans as they go wild for him, Alan swinging his arm around above his head like a cowboy would do. Blaze is back up though, so is Havok as they both tackle Alan, both hitting him with shots to the head.

MASTERS: "Well I guess my pick just got dismantled, my next pick is Alan"

GOLD: "Yeah, but at the moment, he is being taken apart by these two highflyers"

- AAN comes from behind, balancing on the X as he grabs Blaze...Grabs him in a full nelson, Blaze then collapses, now lying down on the X...AAN HAS THE LONG SLUMBER LOCKED IN!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: "What is this all about?"

FARLEY: "Maybe a very intelligent move, he takes his opponent out of commission and stays under the X Title...AAN is smart"

- Blaze screams as AAN keeps it on, obviously knowing that he cannot win this way but wants to cause pain. Havok smiles at AAN as the double team seems to be apparent. Alan is back up as he now tackles Havok to the ground, hitting him and even biting him, Alan has gone insane but as usual, the fans love it!

MASTERS: "That man has rabies!!!"

- Ed stands up, clapping Fiscus on, now standing under the X Title. He looks up, Alan still fighting with Havok, AAN still with the hold locked in on Blaze. Ed looks at the belt, then ponders for a few moments, not knowing what it is for, Buck however now is back concious, but still cannot move. He looks up as he sees Ed starting to reach for the belt, he shouts at the other four men to realise this but they are too busy. Ed then looks at Buck as he stops reaching, now waving and smiling at him, Buck raises one eyebrow and falls back on his back shaking his head in disbelief. Ed look abit dejected by this and taps Alan on the shoulder, Alan turns around giving Havok the upperhand as he reverses the situation, now ramming Alan's head, the back of his skull crashing into the steel frame, Alan is out of it…

DANIELS: "Havok may have just killed his boss, the man is actually smashing his skull into the frame"

FARLEY: "All in the name of the X Title"

- Havok gets up, noticing Ed looking at him, he flies a right hand towards him as Ed gets hit, but no effect, he looks at Havok abit confused, Havok hits him again, but still no effect, Havok tries again but Ed blocks, then releases several huge shots on Havok beating the life out of him as Havok almost falls off the structure, teetering on the edge. AAN throws Blaze down letting go of the hold and catches

Ed...DARKNESS FALLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: "WAIT...HE IS GOING!!!"

- Only AAN loses his footing as both Ed and AAN crash down to the floor and onto the severe items below, both down and out!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: "OH MY...That was suicidal, and I am not talking about Havok!"

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CROWD: "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

MASTERS: "These fans here in Hollywood are not loving the Emo Prince"

- Havok flies off and in mid air does some sort of Whisper in the Wind type offence straight onto Buck down below as both men get taken out, Alan and Blaze look on in astonishment…

DANIELS:"HE COULD BE DEAD"

GOLD: "And what was that move Havok managed to twist into after falling? I am stunned"

- Now, with the Title in the balance, both Alan and Blaze go at it, rights and lefts, Alan with a knee to the gut but loses his footing as he hits it, now Blaze taking advantage...Unprettier…

DANIELS: "Blaze just got a huge manouvre on the Warzone President, now, can he capitolize?"

FARLEY: "These two men look to be the favourites now, Blaze has it I think though..."

- Alan and Blaze are out on the X, Blaze getting back up first as he looks at Alan, lying out of it right in the center of the X. Blaze now starts to walk back the opposite way to the Title belt. He now reaches the chamber to one side as he has left Alan in the middle of the X…

DANIELS: "What is he thinking?"

- Blaze comes running down the X as he flips over...Rolls...ROLLING THUNDER!!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: "WOW!"

GOLD: "I could watch this guy for hours, what an entertainer"

- Both men are now out of it again as the fans are now in the favour of Blaze. the four men below now start to stir. Buck is pulling himself up, AAN too, slowly all four men rise to their feet, all cut from falling into the items inside the ring. Now, Havok and AAN on one side, Buck and Ed on the other, they look up…

FARLEY: "Maybe these men can stop the momentum of the Aerial Specialist, all up now"

DANIELS: "Wait, what is Alan and Blaze thinking?"

- Meanwhile, Blaze and Alan begin to fight at the top, both knowing that they are so close to the X Title that hangs above them. They suddenly stop, the crowd chantig both of their names, they look down below, knowing that the others will be back up there shorty, then, in one suicidal act, Blaze and Alan dive off…

DANIELS: "HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

DOUBLE 450 SPLASH ONTO THE FOUR MEN BELOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SMASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THE GLASS IN EVERY CHAMBER EXPLODES AS BROKEN SHARDS FLY EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

CROWD: "HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT...HOLY SHIT..."

MASTERS: "THE GLASS JUST SHATTERED!!!!!!"

FARLEY: "Alan again, how is he doing this?"

CROWD: "CZW...CZW...CZW...CZW...CZW"

- Now, all six men are down, crawling to get back up through a sea of painful objects. The crowd are going wild as they scream for their favourites. Blaze is up first, he limps across towards the mesh steel, then begins to climb. All the others try to rise but cannot find their balance. Blaze is at the top, he screams in pain as he limps closer and closer to the belt, shards of glass, tacks, bolts even stuck to his skin, blood everywhere, but still, he keeps on going…

DANIELS: "I think Blaze is the only one up here, he just has so much passion, he never quits!"

MASTERS: "Come on Buck...GET UP!!!"

- Buck looks up and groans, he then pulls himself up but the pain is too much, he looks down, he has a bolt sticking out of his knee, he then collapses back down. Ed and AAN try desperately to rise but blood loss is effecting them. Havok is out of it still. Alan hears the crowd, he looks up at Blaze, with one last effort he pulls himself up, blood pouring from his face. He manages to pull himself up but is it too late?

DANIELS: "HE HAS IT...HE HAS IT"

GOLD: "What a hellacious battle"

FARLEY: "It is not over yet guys!"

- Blaze now reaches the middle of the X. He looks around at the massacre underneath, the fans applauding such a valiant effort from all, but the Aerial Specialist stands tall. Alan is at the top though. GOLD: "I cannot watch anymore, Blaze and Alan back up there"

DANIELS: "SO CLOSE NOW!!!"

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CROWD: "CZW...CZW...CZW...CZW...CZW"

DANIELS: "That man just poured his heart and soul out for this match, for this Title"

GOLD: "Hey, they all did, what a performance by all of these guys"

FARLEY: "How can we top this? One of my favourite matches I have ever witnessed, WOW!"

DANIELS: "So...The second ever X Champion, what is next for this Title? El Pablo maybe will get his chance soon, but for now, Krimzon Blaze deserves everything he has got, what a match!"

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Tom: Yes, it was indeed one hell of a match, with Krimzon Blaze showing even then what it took to become a champion. Next up tonight we have Mike Monroe, who we already seen earlier tonight taking out Psycho Steve in the opening bout, taking on Matthew Jones. Matthew is set to impress as this domineering and eerie man is set on a quest for vengeance, and Mike Monroe is set to play the part of victim, but he’s facing an already fired up Monroe. This looks set to be great, so we’re gonna take you down to ringside right now, to watch these two get it on.

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“Papercut” by Linkin Park plays, and Matthew Jones makes his way to ringside along with his valet, Jennifer Pure. He enters the ring and dips into a bit of a prayer. “Bullet With Butterfly Wings” blares out, and Mike Monroe heads out to the ring along with Tatum Reagan at his side. He enters the ring and poses in the corner for the cheering fans before facing his opponent. The bell rings and Jones offers a hand to Mike, who looks at it briefly before shaking it. The two lock up and Monroe lays into Jones with a series of knees, backing him into the corner and laying into him with a pair of knife-edge chops. Jones suddenly grabs Mike and swaps places with him in the corner, laying into him with some heavy fists before dropping him to the mat with a huge corner clothesline! Jones whips Monroe into the ropes and throws up a big boot, but Monroe baseball slides beneath it. Jones turns around and Monroe hits a quick STO backbreaker! Quickly Mike leaps and hits a standing corkscrew shooting-star press and covers him. Jones kicks out at two, and Mike continues the assault, stomping down on Jones before locking in a cross arm-breaker.

Jones struggles a bit before he manages to get his feet under him, straining as stands, Monroe still having the hold locked in. Using all of his strength, Jones whips Monroe back and over his head with a modified wheelbarrow suplex, breaking the hold and stunning Mike! Jones stands, trying to shake the pain out of his arm, headbutting Monroe back to the floor as he stands. He pulls Mike up by his hair, and Monroe throws a few shots to the midsection as he begins to get his feet under him, but Jones throws a solid knee to the midsection, driving the wind from Monroe’s lungs. He takes ‘the American Nightmare’ up and drives him down hard with a powerbomb!! He holds on for the pin, but Monroe is able to kick out at 2 ½!

Jennifer Pure and Tatum Reagan both cheer on their respective protégés, as Jones paces around Monroe, grabbing him in a rear waist-lock and taking him down with a hard German suplex. Jones again paces slowly around Monroe, stalking him before pulling him up and setting him up for a cross-powerbomb! Monroe is able to sneak out of the move, quickly whirling around and taking Jones down with a backstabber!! He rolls over for the cover, but Jones kicks out again just before the three. Monroe quickly bolts to his feet and hits the ropes, diving into a rolling-thunder leg-drop! Mike back to his feet and he heads out onto the apron, waiting for Jones to get back to his feet. He springboards in, but Jones catches him by the throat with both hands! Jones lifts him high into the air, releasing him and catching him right in the face with a boot that sends Monroe flipping backwards, landing face-down!

Jones grabs Monroe by the throat, lifting him up off the ground and laying into him with shots to the midsection, tossing him in the corner. He backs off and rushes in, driving a hard lariat that almost knocks Monroe out and over the ropes. Jones pauses and looks out to the crowd before he steps out onto the apron, climbing to the top turnbuckle, grabbing Monroe by the throat once more, pulling him up top with him. He makes a throat cutting gesture as he prepares to set Monroe up for the ‘Final Nail in the Coffin!’ He leaps off with the chokeslam, but Monroe reverses the move into a HUGE DDT in mid-air! Mike rolls into Jones and hooks both legs, the ref dropping down and counting!

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Tom: What a match, and Monroe proving JUST how dominant he can be between those ropes. Amazing stuff. We have a few top notch matches due up for you, the next being Idolized taking on the newly formed Next Generation, Psycho Steve, as we already know, has been taken out of the equation tonight as Next Generations problem solver, as he is still being checked out by medical technicians after that spike to his head earlier, so you have to believe that Timmons and Wright will be going into this slightly demoralised. But what of their opponents, Idolized? Well after hearing that we would be having them appear on Unleashed I decided to do a little research and put together a profile of their first few months here, so before the match please take a look with me now, at the rise… of Idolized.

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Tom: Kyle Riley and Evan Taylor, collectively known as Idolized burst onto the scene the week of August fifteenth Warzone. Poised to make an impact we’re gonna take you back to their press conference, along with manager Kristyl Marie announcing their entry into CZW. The conference was widely attended and the buzz was high…

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-Random Journalist #1-
“You two are just heading into your first match in CZW, and you’re co-main eventing the show with three other established teams of stars. Don’t you feel that you should’ve earned your keep first?”

Kyle Riley is the first to respond.

-‘The Crowned Prince of Cool’ Kyle Riley-
“Look, doll, if you’d been doing your job well enough, you’d already know about us. And as far as ‘earning our keep’ goes, I’d say that some of those other ‘superstars’ should be doing a bit more earning before stepping into the ring with us. We’re the team that’s going to revolutionize the tag-team division in the CZW.”

Again a bustle of noise and movement as the crowd contends for the second question of the night. Kristyl acknowledges another random from the back.

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“There are a lot of quality teams in the CZW already. How do you intend to ‘revolutionize the division’ as you put it?”

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“Well, first we’ll beat them all, that’s a given. But, I mean, why stop there? We’ll show the entire federation what a real team is. And how? Not only by claiming the World Tag-Team Championship in our first match on Assault, but by eventually knocking off the other champs as well. We’ll UNIFY both tag titles.

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Total Mayhem vs Idolized vs Timmons and Carnage vs Americas Most Wanted
Originally aired 8/15/09

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Carnage picks up Wade, getting a head butt on him. He picks up Daulton and lifts him up, connecting with a Gorilla Press onto the tip of the Guardrail. He then focuses on Idolized as he walks very slowly up to them. Both men looking like dwarfs compared to this monster. Then all of a sudden from behind a woman taps Carnage on the shoulder…It is Idolized Valet…

SHE SPRAYS SOME MIST INTO THE EYES OF CARNAGE!!!!!!

Idolized both then pick up the Tag Team Titles as they both hit Carnge right into the temple with the Title Belts…The monster falling over the anounce tables knocked out. Ow both Idolized members ener the ring, preying on Timmons who is getting to his feet. The fans boo heavily as they stand there with the Tag Titles in their hands…Timmons turns around…

CRASH………SMASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IDOLIZED ATTACK TIMMONS WITH THE BELTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Tyler and Riley roll to the outside of the ring with broad grins on their faces as 'Paralyzer' begins to play. Kristyl approaches them, Tyler ad Riley still carrying the championship belts. She hugs them both as they hold both Titles high, moving up onto the ramp. The members from the other three teams look on in disbelief and disgust as the new champions flaunt their newly one gold. A staff member comes out and passes Kristyl a mic before disappearing off-screen.

Kristyl: "Take a look, ladies and gentlemen. Take a nice, long look. All that we have promised has come to pass, despite what you've all thought. We've done nothing but exactly what we've been promising. The future has arrived. Contain your jealousy as best you can. We know, it's hard. Not everyone can be this unstoppable, this dominant, this perfect. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is exactly why we are, indeed..." She pauses and the champions grin smugly to the men still in the ring, raising the belts high.

Kristyl: "Idolized."

Finger Eleven's 'Paralyzer' resumes, and the champions continue their celebration on the ramp.

GOLD: “Unbelievable main event Michael…What about our new Tag Team Champions…What a debut!”

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Tom: Indeed it was, idolized proved to be as good as their word by capturing those belts on their first night, a feat never seen before or since. So it was with that win under their belts, and the gold around their waist that they met their next challenge, and it came in the form of Total Mayhem, Jacob and Ezra made a target of the two men after losing to them. And with a shot at those belts at the very next Pay Per View, where better than to make their statement

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Ezra now lifts Kyle back up, hitting throat thrusts as Kyle flies into the corner. Ezra then runs in with a huge Big Boot…But Kyle ducks as Ezra gets stuck in the corner, his foot stuck on the top rope…This gives Kyle chance to breath. Kyle tags in Evan as they both go after Ezra. Evan climbs up the top rope as Kyle goes behind Ezra. Evan and Kyle then lift Ezra to the second rope as amazingly…Kyle now starts to beat down Ezra hitting forearms to the spine weakening him for Evan…Evan now measures Ezra up…

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Towers: Here are your winners and STILL CZW World Tag Team Champions…Idolized!

Idolized celebrate as Kristyl throws them their World Tag Titles. Suddenly though the lights go off as the arena is left silenced…

Farley: What is this?

Suddenly two strange florescent objects shoot across the ring, like fireballs or something. The lights turn back on and Ezra and Jakob are standing tall with the Tag Titles in their hands. Riley and Tyler seem to be hurt and confused by the strange objects that hit them. Then Total Mayhem fly across the ring and hit both Idolized members with their own Title belts knocking them out cold. Kristyl screams in horror as she crawls into the ring to check on her teammates. Total Mayhem then celebrate as they walk out, shocking the World again.

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Tom: What exactly had attacked those men? Either way the gauntlet had not only been thrown but had slapped them directly in the face. Idolized had other things to think about however when fire and Ice became the object of their obsession, that week they teamed with the the World Heavyweight Champion, and champion douche bag Jesse Montana to take on Krimzon Blaze and Shawn Waters, with CZW alumni Mack Baudin as their partner. Sadly that encounter came with it Idolized first ever official loss. After that match things really heated up as Jacob and Ezra came out along with their BROTHERS Anthony and Gabrielle and proceeded to decimate both Fire and Ice AND Idolized. With that statement made Idolized decided to become special commentators on Total Mayhems match with Fire and Ice the next week. Let’s take you back to the end of that match.

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as Jakob falls back, he nails the ref as well! Blaze is up now, and he moves to the top with Ezra in his sights!

Riley: “Excuse us, gentlemen. Something’s just come up…”

Tyler and Riley remove their headsets and suddenly move toward the ring!

Gold: “I knew they’d be up to something!"

Tyler jumps to the apron and takes Blaze’s legs out from under him, crotching him on the top turnbuckle!

Shawn goes to help him but he is blindsided as Riley catches him with a jumping cutter! Riley kicks Shawn to the outside!

Farley: “The champs are making a statement here!”

Tyler to the inside and he DECKS Blaze with a hard forearm shot. He climbs up to the second turnbuckle…

Gold: “Oh no!”

Farley: “Blaze is about to come crashing down!”

Tyler lifts him into a piledriver position, cradles, and falls back! TYLE-DRIVER!! Krimzon Blaze is totally gone! Riley stomps at Jakob and then whips him to the ropes! Tyler rushes over and catches Mayhem with a spinning spinebuster, with Kyle catching him with a neckbreaker as well!

Gold: “You can only expect the Mayhem’s new partners will be showing up any time now!”

Idolized look around at the carnage and see Ezra slowly getting to his feet. Tyler points to the turnbuckle and Riley makes his way over! Evan snags Ezra and drives him down with a Sambo suplex, positioning him perfectly for Riley to come back-flipping off the ropes! KYLE-STYLE! The champs stand in the ring, raising their arms to the chorus of boos from the fans. Riley points to the Combat-tron and we cut to a backstage shot showing Total Mayhem’s locker room. It’s been barred shut! Someone on the other side is slamming against it, trying to break free! The camera pans to the side and Kristyl Marie grins and winks at the camera, then walking away!

Farley: “They orchestrated this whole thing from the beginning!”

Gold: “NOW what’s going on!?”

Tyler drags Blaze and drapes him over the top of Ezra! Idolized leave the ring and retrieve their belts, grinning to Gold and Farley and then leave ringside! The referee comes to and sees the pin! He starts a slow count!

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*Ding, Ding, Ding!*

-The bell sounds as Kyle and Jakob start the match. Jakob grabs Kyle and flings him to the turnbuckle with very little movement! Jakob runs full-speed into a devastating BIG BOOT FROM THE CORNER by Kyle to Jakob's face!

Gold: What a boot!

Farley: Damn straight!

-Kyle seizes the opportunity, leaps up to the top-turnbuckle, jumps off... INTO A DEATH VALLEY DRIVER by Jakob! The impact of it causing Kyle to hold his neck as he looks like he's in severe pain!

-Jakob tags in Ezra! Ezra comes in, picks up Kyle, then lifts him up for a stalling brainbuster!! NO! Kyle reverses it into a Reverse DDT!! Kyle inches his way over and tags in Evan!

-Evan lifts up the big Ezra and goes for a clothesline! No effect on Ezra! Another one! No effect STILL! BOTH Evan and Kyle go for a clothesline to take the big Ezra down!! Jakob standing on the ring-apron looking on with concern now!

Gold: Nice double-team move there by Idolized!

Farley: What'd you expect? They are the World Tag Team Champions after all!

-Kyle goes back to his corner, as Evan shoots Ezra to the ropes, Ezra bounces back, into a Back Body Drop! NOO!! Ezra lands on his feet!!! Evan turns around to a big right hand by Ezra who leaves Evan laying on the mat!

Gold: Evan is seeing some stars now!

Farley: That, or just the damn bright lights in the arena!

-Ezra picks up Evan, then tosses him to TM's corner. Tag-exchange made as both Ezra and Jakob look to double-team Evan, but Kyle comes out of nowhere with a COAST-TO-COAST leg-drop on Jakob who gets thrown out of the ring!!! Ezra meanwhile is in shock that just happened, walks into a DOUBLE DROP-KICK by both Evan and Kyle!

Gold: What a move!

Farley: Impressive by Idolized, no wonder Montana wanted them in System of Supremacy!

-Evan signals to Kyle for the Limo Wreck! Evan picks up the huge Ezra onto his shoulders, while Kyle leaps up for the jumping Codebreaker into an Electric Chair that makes the ring suddenly jump!! Evan goes for the pin as Kyle enzigiri's Jakob back down to ring-side!

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Tom: So there it was, Idolized making quick work of their nemesis Total Mayhem. But of course as one thing ends another begins, and two bit players in this hellish feud were about to place themselves center stage straight after the match

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-As Idolized celebrates a hard-fought match, their immeadietly attacked by Total Mayhem from behind! Jakob and Ezra double-team Idolized with a series of clotheslines, as Jakob hits a LIGHTS OUT on Kyle! Ezra lifts up Evan and hits him a Release Pump-Handle Slam!

-THE LIGHTS GO OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Gold: What the hell is going on?!?

Farley: I don't know! It's completely black in here!!

-"Survive" by Rise Against begins playing as Total Mayhem look up at the ramp, anticipating Fire and Ice to make their apperance known!

-THE LIGHTS COME BACK ON!!!!

-Fire and Ice are behind Total Mayhem!!! Blaze with a hard impactful KODE OF SILENCE on Jakob while Waters hits a devastating WATERS EXPRESS on Ezra!!!!

-The crowd is defeaning in cheers at this point, but why in the blue hell would Fire and Ice help Idolized?!?

-Blaze and Waters smirk at each other, then pick up the World Tag Titles, before Blaze asks Towers for a microphone.

Blaze: You see Idolized, your not the only one who plays mind-games... These World Tag Titles may belong to you right now, but after tonight, you've both been sighted for having these Tag Titles... Fire and Ice ARE COMING for them... Oh yes and Idolized, The Kode Of Silence...Has...Chosen...YOU!!!!!!!!!

-Blaze drops the mic as both Fire and Ice drape the World Tag Titles over both Evan and Kyle. They then descend up the ramp, signaling for the World Tag Titles!!

Gold: Oh my! a devastating statement from Fire and Ice as they're seeking World Tag Title gold! Can you believe it Farley?! Idolized vs Fire & Ice for the World Tag-Titles... that's a 5-star match right there!

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Tom: A challenge that would not go unanswered, though it would be almost a full month before Fire and Ice got their shot at the dominant Idolized, in the last ever Assault before the combining of the brands to make Overdrive Kyle Riley and Evan Taylor met Krimzon Blaze and Shawn Waters for the Tag Team Championships. Let’s watch what happened

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Idolized vs Fire and Ice
Originally aired 10/17/08

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- Shawn and Kyle are the first men in the ring as they begin the match. Both men lock up as Shawn gets the strength advantage, taking to the ropes, then hit’s a stinging chop to the chest. Kyle complains to the referee who doesn’t want to hear anything of it, then Shawn gets a kick to the gut as he whips him to the ropes, Kyle bounces off and gets taken down with a hip toss, leaps straight back up but Shawn hit’s a standing dropkick. Kyle rolls towards his partner as the two begin to discuss strategy.

FARLEY: Clever thinking here, both working out ways of beating Shawn, great minds think alike.

- Kyle suddenly springs out of the corner to take Shawn out with a hard forearm smash to the side of the skull. Kyle grabs Shawn by the hair and as he lifts him back up, hitting a Russian Leg Sweep. Evan claps his partner on as he begins to kick Shawn in various places, keeping the attack going. He lifts him back up as he pushes him towards the ropes, Irish whips him to the other side as Shawn bounces off at pace, ducks a clothesline then hit’s a quick neck breaker on the counter. Both men take a slight breather as both get up, Kyle swings a wicked right hand Shawn blocks, then hit’s a right of his own, Shawn then swings for another but Kyle ducks as Shawn swings around, Kyle grabbing him from behind as he lifts him up for the side suplex, but he doesn’t, instead he launches Shawn off his shoulder as the Australian lands awkwardly on the top rope, his groin getting the brunt of that attack.

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Tom: Great back and forth action followed, and the crowd got to see an amazing performance by two teams at their peak, however, there had to be a winner

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Shawn then looks around and notices Kyle trying to grab one half of the Tag Titles on the outside, so in one swift movement… GOLD: SHAWN FLIES!!!!!!!!!!!! SPEAR ONTO THE OUTSIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Both Shawn and Kyle are sprawled out on the outside after that monstrous attack. The fans are absolutely loving it. Blaze now begins to rise as he notices Evan who is the legal man, laid out in the center of the ring. The fans will Blaze on as he does begin to climb the turnbuckle, his legs are shaky, his eyes seeing stars, but he knows this could be his chance to gain Gold.

GOLD: Can he make it? Can he finally claim the Tag Titles which Fire and Ice have wanted for a long time?

FARLEY: I doubt it, he seems hurt!

With his sights set on Evan, Blaze makes one final movement in which he tries to connect with the HOLY SHOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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GOLD: Now all he needs to do is make the cover and e have new tag team champions!

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GOLD: Awesome, Fire & Ice…NEW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS!

FARLEY: Oh dear, what must Montana be thinking?

GOLD: Well I have to give Idolized credit, they put on quite the performance tonight, but the fans favorite came out on top and this place has gone crazy!

(Fans jump off their seats as they chant the names of Fire and Ice members Krimzon Blaze and Shawn Waters. Idolized walk off backstage looking upset, Fire & Ice relishing the moment.)

TOWERS: Here are your winners and NEW CZW WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS…Fire and Ice…BLAZE & WATERS!

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Back in the studio…

Tom: Idolized, after two glorious months on top, finally came crashing down. Fire and Ice lost the belts a week later in a hellacious match against the sadistic Matt Covey. But where are they now? Total Mayhem have just been taken out for god only knows how long by now current Tag Champ Mortius, Shawn Waters has just returned and taken out his old Fire and Ice partner Krimzon Blaze, and is booked here tonight as being managed by nuggets Jesse Montana and Karl Jackson. As for Idolized, well there fall from grace was a long one, and it has taken them time to get back on course, with sporadic appearances on Overdrive it’s been hard to find a place for themselves. What IS the future for Idolized, we just don’t….

Just then, a door is heard opening and both Evan Tyler and Kyle Riley emerge from the foreground, flanking Tom at the desk.

Evan: “Oh, hey there. Sorry to barge in like this, but we couldn’t help but overhear. What’s next for Idolized? Well, the obvious answer is the CZW Global Tag-Team Championships. We boasted gold in this federation from our first day on the job and we carried those belts proudly for months. And now, I think it’s high time we go get ourselves decorated again.”

Kyle: “That’s right, but it’s not just the gold we’re after, Tom. We’re also set to start a few fires. For too long now the tag division here has been faltering, so we’re formally issuing a ‘call to arms’ as it were, calling out any and all teams from the back to come out and challenge us, any time, any place. When we showed up, we put the tag-division back in the forefront of peoples’ minds, and now we’re bound and determined to bring that glory back. So, to all the teams in the back, hell to all the guys who have so much as a friend in the back they can tag with…we implore you. Step between the ropes and see how a real team gets it done.”

Evan: “Step up and we’ll show you exactly why we are… Idolized.”

The two then slap Tom on the back of the head and walk towards the shot, throwing their hands out and knocking the cameraman on his ass. Laughing to each other they slam the door on the way out. The cameraman gets back up and with a slight grumble, throws the shot back onto Tom.

Tom *rubbing the back of his head*: Ahem, well I guess we know now that Idolized do have plans to make it back to the top, and I’m assuming that they’re on their way to ringside now, where The Next Generation are already on their way out to meet Taylor and Riley in what is sure to be one of the best matches that Unleashed has produced to date. Let’s go down now and see if Idolized can make good on their promises of a moment ago.

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Idolized vs Next Generation

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The Next Generation are in the ring awaiting their opponents. “Paralyzer” by Finger Eleven plays and all three members of Idolized head out onto the ramp, Kristyl in her dark green dress and Kyle and Evan in their ring gear and green longcoats. The crowd cheers as they head to the ring, posing a bit before tossing their coats to the ring crew, and Kyle starts off the match against Rob Wright.

The bell rings and they go into a lock-up, Kyle quickly taking control with a hammerlock. Wright reverses, cinching in a hammerlock of his own and drags Riley to Timmons’ corner, tagging him in. Timmons hammers on Riley’s shoulder as Wright holds him, continuing to punch away at him as the ref gets Wright out of the ring. Timmons swings with a short-arm lariat, but Riley ducks behind him, stepping up off his knee and dropping him with a lightning-quick enziguri. He picks Timmons up and whips him into the Idolized corner, tagging in Tyler. They double-team Timmons, whipping him into the ropes, taking him down with a double hip-toss, quickly both springing up to their feet and nailing him with a double dropkick as he sits up.

The fans cheer loudly at the flashy teamwork as Evan locks in a half-crab, grinning out to the fans as he does. Timmons manages to grab the rope, breaking the hold, and he catches Evan with a swift kick to the gut as he comes back after him, taking him down with a quick neckbreaker before tagging Wright back in. Rob sets to work stomping away at Tyler, picking him up and hitting a fast bodyslam and then a leg-drop, tagging in Timmons. They go for the double-team whipping him to the ropes, Wright scooping him up for a spinebuster. He reverses, however, kicking a foot out at Timmons, knocking him down and driving Wright to the mat with a running tornado DDT! He gets the tag to Kyle and then clotheslines Rob out of the ring. Riley grabs Timmons and sets him up for a Russian leg-sweep, and Evan drives him down with a simultaneous STO! They signal to the crowd who begin to cheer loudly as Evan pulls Timmons to his feet…

BOOM!

Fire explodes on the stage, all three men in the ring and Rob down on the outside look up to see a wall of fire raging down the ramp, when it reaches the end it suddenly goes out… all is silent in the arena…

The video on screen shows a picture of the Global Tag Championships, both the Next Generation and Idolized look at them, Taylor and Riley have an almost hungry look on their eyes

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

All four ringposts shoot a spear of fire in the air three times, rocking the ring and nearly knocking the shocked competitors off their feet. Then the screen goes blank and all is silent once more.

Evans is the first to come back to his senses, he ducks down behind Timmons and lifts him in an electric chair while Kyle runs to the ropes and dropkicks Rob, who was trying to get back into the ring. Kyle waves up at the elevated Timmons sarcastically, just before Evan drops him down in front of him with an electric chair drop, when Riley leaps and smashes him with a double-knee face-crusher! LIMO WRECK!!

Kyle rolls Timmons over and lays across him casually for the pin, throwing up fingers to count the fall!

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Tom: What the hell was that all about? Where did that fire come from? Wow. Well at least one thing is true though, Idolized made good and got the pin over Next Generation, albeit in a controversial way. Mortius better watch out, because if those boys have anything to say about it they will soon be two time tag team champions in CZW.

Before our main event here tonight I want to take a look back at Volatile Days Unleashed event, pitting Buck Evans against Big Nasty, in our first month for us to procure two high quality stars like that in a gruelling last man standing match with an I.C title shot for the winner was spectacular, and indeed the match lived up to the hype. Nasty and Buck have been enemies since Bucks return and realisation the Nasty had turned his back on him and Damage, and ever since this feud has been red hot, in more ways than one. With both Buck and Nasty getting branded with a red hot iron from each other. This last man standing was highly anticipated by all the staff here, and it turned out to be more of a success than we could have imagined, these men took each other to the limit and then some, after a thirty foot fall from the combatron to tables below, prematurely ending the career and almost the live of the referee and then a Mississippi Twister from the top turnbuckle through the announce table the men couldn’t answer a ten count. Both men, it was decided, would gain the shot at Ace King for the I.C belt. Before I move on I just have to say, Buck, Nasty, you guys may not like each other but you did a lot for Unleashed, and truly made us proud with the guts, determination and show you put on not only at the PPV but the whole infant month of Unleashed. So thank you

Also during that much the elusive ‘President of Unleashed finally revealed himself to the amassed audience. And it turned out to be no other than… MICHAEL K FARLEY! Ex-Assault commentator, he hadn’t been seen since Assault went off the air, and now we know why, working diligently with promoters and owner of CZW he procured the rights to start and air this internet show, truly moving with the times and giving the fans an unrated, all access glimpse into our world. His vision is why you’re watching this today, and, under his guidance, if we can produce a match with even HALF the quality of Buck Nasty at the next Pay Per View he will truly cement Unleashed as the place to be. He is not here tonight, but two people who are is The Kingpin Chris Ross and X champ Mr. Killjoy. That’s right we have the X DIVISION CHAMPION hot off his win at Volatile Day appearing here, on Unleashed, yet another example of Farley’s exemplary booking. Ross is no pushover though, and if Killjoy wants to prove to us that he’s no fly-by champ he is going to have to pull out all the stops to take this man on. We already know it’s going to be good, but to make it that little bit more special… Jarred Daniels and William Masters have agreed to run commentary on the match, that’s right, for the first time since overdrives inception they will be calling a match for us. This has to be the best match they could have chose to do so, and the more I talk the longer it takes to get to it, so… without further ado, and exclusively on CZWs Unleashed, The Kingpin Chris Ross taking on the creepy clown Mr. Killjoy

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Mr. Killjoy vs Chris Ross
Non title

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Jarred Daniels: “Welcome everyone to the main event of CZW’s UNLEASHED”

William Masters: “That’s right, we’re here as a special favour to Farley, and to be honest the great fans on the internet deserve to have their match called by me… the greatest commentator of all time!”

Jarred Daniels: “Sure you are… you’re the bestest in the whole wide earthy wearthy”

William Masters: “And you’re bestest S…O…B!”

Jarred Daniels: “Talking of that, here comes one TOUGH SOB in the form of Chris Ross.”

‘Push It To The Limit’ by Rick Ross signals the entrance of The King Pin, Chris Ross. He moves out to the ring without his manager, Kimo. He slides beneath the ropes and bounds off the opposite side, motioning to the crowd with a fist in the air.

William Masters: “Well, Chris Ross and Justin Marsham have had a rocky road and I’m not talking about ice cream.”

Jarred Daniels: “We’re beginning to piece together what lengths Ross is willing to put Marsham through. These two have been at each other’s throats for months now. Will there be no end?”

William Masters: “I hope not!”

Jarred Daniels: “This week, though, Ross has a tough order to fill. He must face off against the current X Division Champion, Mr. Kiljoy.”

William Masters: “Let’s see if Ross can do what Marsham accomplished two weeks ago when he defeated the X Division Champion, Jacob Havok, at that time. My prediction – yes!”

Eyes remain directed towards the curtains. Ross clenches his fists and readies for the war ahead of him. He is focused on the current opponent laid before him. However, he is not apparently ready for the surprise Mr. Kiljoy has. Audiences erupt as the deranged Mr. Kiljoy appears from the crowd, sliding into the ring with the X Division Championship, behind Ross.

Jarred Daniels: “What?! From behind and Mr. Kiljoy just rocks Ross’ head with that X Division Championship!”

William Masters: “Look at this! Mr. Kiljoy takes Ross up with that reverse chancery and we could see it!”

Jarred Daniels: “The Coulrophobia already?!”

The ring bell sounds as the referee signals for it. One fluid motion takes Ross up and instantly down as Mr. Kiljoy scores with his finishing maneuver, The Coulrophobia, mere seconds after the bell resounds. Ross’ head impacts hard and Mr. Kiljoy instinctively goes for the cover – albeit non-chalant.

A sadistic grin emerges across Mr. Kiljoy’s face as the referee begins the count:

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Jarred Daniels: “Two!”

William Masters: “THREE!”

The third hand falls, but does not touch the canvas as the referee notices Ross’ foot reach the ropes.

Jarred Daniels: “That was a close call for Ross.”

In an attempt to remain on the offensive, Mr. Kiljoy viciously stomps into Ross’ upper abdomen. Despite these punishing blows, Ross fights back. He repels one boot with a sharp knife edged chop amid his battle to regain a vertical base. Mr. Kiljoy looks to remain in control and hooks a front face lock. Ross has none of it and musters enough strength to drive his opponent backwards and into the nearest turnbuckle.

William Masters: “Ross with another knife edged chop and he slings Mr. Kiljoy to the opposite turnbuckle. Ross follows and a quick dodge by Kiljoy. He trips Ross up and a small package attempt by Kiljoy!”

Ross’ shoulders are brought against the canvas:

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Ross shifts his weight and pulls Kiljoy’s shoulders against the canvas:

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Kiljoy slips free and Ross slides outside.

Jarred Daniels: “These two men are giving a great show, but Ross is on the outside and he is collecting himself – still recovering from his match at the Pay-Per-View and from Mr. Kiljoy’s early attack.”

Chasing Ross onto the outside, Kiljoy is quick on his heels. However, no surprise to anyone in the audience, Ross does not back down. The two engage in a series of rights and lefts before Ross gains the upper hand. He barrels towards Kiljoy and thrusts him back first into the guard rail. The metal clanks against steel chairs and fans when Kiljoy impacts.

Acquiring a steel chair from a fan, Ross sizes up his enemy. He uses the chair much like a golf club and attempts to take Kiljoy’s head straight off his shoulders. BLAM! The chair connects with the guard railing! Kiljoy sidesteps and picks Ross up onto a fireman’s carry. An F-5 is attempted, but Ross wiggles free and slips behind Kiljoy. A rear waist lock is applied, but short lived; and Ross pushes Kiljoy straight into a turnbuckle post!

William Masters: “I heard that! Kiljoy’s head just bounced off the turnbuckle post.”

The official has given up trying to get these two into the ring and begins a mandatory ten count.

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Ross drags back a layer of padding to expose the concrete floor. Meanwhile, Kiljoy stirs and uses the apron’s skirting to get to his feet.

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Ross collects Kiljoy much to his opponent’s displeasure and sets him up for a suplex; and the suplex would bring him back first across the exposed floor.

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Kiljoy fights back out of desperation, wrenching Ross’ right arm, and whipping him into the side of the ring. Ross' head bounces off the ring apron and Kiljoy instantly rolls the big man up into the ring. Quickly, he too enters, sliding inside to break the ten count.

Jarred Daniels: “These men are showing a great effort. Here’s a collar and elbow tie-up and WAIT! Ross with a high knee lift and whips Kiljoy off to the ropes. Kiljoy returns and there’s The Wipeout! NO! Kiljoy hooks an arm and there’s an armdrag! Ross down but back to his feet quickly and a clothesline!”

William Masters: “Kiljoy ducks that clothesline! He’s off to the ropes!”

With a load of speed, Kiljoy throws a clothesline – but Ross counters hooking him with The Wipeout! The rotation is like a tornado as Ross drives Kiljoy down!

Jarred Daniels: “OUCH! Ross hooks the outside leg and there’s a cover!”

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William Masters: “Thr—kickout! KICK-OUT! No question.”

A kick out was probably a bad idea. Mr. Kiljoy now becomes the victim of a series of head-butts! Ross drives the arc of his skull into Kiljoy’s forearm repeatedly. It does not take long for both to become dazed. Now that Kiljoy is dazed, Ross attempts his trademark submission – The Maui Throat Crush – but Kiljoy resists. He fights back Ross’ hand and struggles to get free.

Jarred Daniels: “Ross has the advantage here. Wait. WHAT?!”

Ross – with a hand full of hair – drags Kiljoy across the ring and to the ropes on the opposite side. He uses this hand full of hair to assist Mr. Kiljoy to a vertical base. NO! Kiljoy thanks Ross for his assistance with a stiff boot into the midsection. He immediately applies a standing head-scissors and hauls Ross up for a power bomb. Ross fights back, but Kiljoy demonstrates why he is the X Division Champion!

Jarred Daniels: “What power!? Kiljoy with a powerbomb and he hooks those legs, rolling through with a lateral press.”

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Ross manages to get a shoulder up!

William Masters: "Back on the offensive, Kiljoy's -- wait?! All of this back and forth action is making me sick. Kiljoy's driving those fists into the side of Ross' head, but Ross just shrugs them off and takes Kiljoy overhead with a belly to belly suplex!"

Jarred Daniels: "Kiljoy's back up to his feet and Ross takes him back down with a HUGE clothesline! He's got a cover!"

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Jarred Daniels: "Close call there, but Kiljoy just refuses. Hell, both of these men are taking a beating."

William Masters: “These are some close pin falls, but neither one of these are willing to give up. We've got Ross who just took a stiff boot to the side of the face and now Kiljoy’s going back for that X Division Championship.”

Jarred Daniels: “Kiljoy’s got that championship belt. He turns and BLAM! WHAT A HIT!”

Turning to face his opponent, Kiljoy is blasted with Ross’ roaring elbow. The elbow strikes the championship belt and drives it into Kiljoy’s face. The impact is devastating and immediately drops the current X Division Champion!

William Masters: “He calls that move The Hit and what a hit it is!”

Ross applies a cover, cradling the outside leg and moving all of his weight across Mr. Kiljoy’s shoulders.

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Chris Ross has won this match!

Jarred Daniels: “But wait, what’s happening? Here comes beautiful agony! What the hell are they doing out here? Brian Blaze, Jacob Havok and Mike Monroe, who has made his presence known more than once already tonight has slid into the ring through the crowd, surrounding Killjoy’’

Ross rolls to the outside and walks backwards up the ramp, watching what’s happening in the ring

The three men stare down the crazy clown, who just seems to smile in their presence, Beautiful Agony simply smile back. The tension is at breaking point and the crowd are on the edge of their seat waiting…

William Master: “BEATDOWN!!!”

Jarred Daniels: “and the crowd in here is absolutely deafening as Monroe, Havok and Blaze rain punch after punch until Killjoy is on the mat and then continue with boots to the downed clown.”

Havok lifts Killjoy up and gut kicks him, moving quickly out of the way as Blaze moves forward placing Killjoys head between his thighs…

Jarred Daniels: “BLAZE OF GLORY!”

Killjoy hardly has time to hit the mat before Blaze picks him straight back up and throws him towards Havok, who hooks Killjoys head and signals to the fans, eliciting an amazing response

William Masters: “D…….I……F……H!!!” That has to be all

But no, Monroe scales the turnbuckle facing the fans, Havok and Blaze pick up the stunned Killjoy and lift him into a crucifix position on Mikes back, high on the top.

William Masters: “What is Monroe doing, he’s turning slowly to look into the ring, with Killjoy still perched on his back in that… oh no”

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YES! DEAD END DRIVER FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE! KILLJOY IS OUT!”

William Masters: “ Killjoy is dead!”

Jarred Daniels: “I wouldn’t be surprised

All three members of Beautiful Agony scale a turnbuckle each and rein in this fans overwhelming reaction

Jarred Daniels: “Beautiful Agony proving this week all through Unleashed that Kirkland may be gone, but by god that has just made them more determined, what a reaction, what a show.”

William Masters: “And if you switch your T.V on now, you’ll just have a few minutes to wait before we’re back here… live… on Overdrive!”

The scene pans out with Beautiful Agony still celebrating, and Mr. Killjoy, out, in the middle of the mat.

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Copyright CZW 2009

Fading from the screen, the CZW commentators are replaced by a screen that reads; After Volatile Day Went Off The Air.

Questions are answered as Chris Ross is shown standing in the middle of the empty ring. Lights in the arena are dim and a single spotlight remains focused upon the squared circle. Volatile Day can still be read along the ring skirting and it becomes clear that this did – in fact – occur a week ago.

The scenario has been discussed ever since Marsham appeared on CZW television in a hospital. Answers will soon come as to how he ended up in that bed. Before long, Justin Marsham emerges into the ring. He carries with him a silver briefcase apparently carrying the money Ross has requested. Both men still look exhausted from their match earlier in the night.

Ross: So Mr. Marsham. Time is up... Do you have my money?

Marsham: Yea, it’s here.

Marsham tosses the briefcase down at Ross’ feet. The King Pin smiles from ear to ear as he opens the case to see all the money in its entirety.

Marsham: So, you have your money. Let Sol go.

Ross: Very good Mr. Marsham. I must say that I am most pleasantly surprised you were able to pull such a feat.

Marsham: Yeah, yeah, yeah can you let Solomon Black go now?! We had a deal!

A serious look emerges over Ross’ face as he closes the case.

Ross: Yes, I could let Mr. Black go. However, there is an issue that we still need to work out.

Marsham: What Chris?! What kind of sick game do you have now?!

Ross: You see, Mr. Marsham you may have gotten a pin over me this show, but that is only because you had a match specially made to fit your style. You screwed me over. Mr. Marsham, I don't take too kindly to being screwed over.

Marsham: I can’t help it that you suck.

Marsham’s words were not the best choice and Ross immediately responds, directing The Epitome of Technical Finesse’s attention towards the stage.

Ross: Well Mr. Marsham, there’s Mr. Black!

When Marsham spins around to find Solomon Black, Ross dashes forward and cracks Marsham across the back of the head with the metal briefcase. One strike is all it takes and Marsham collapses to the ground. A large gash is struck into Marsham’s head and blood issues from the wound profusely.

Standing over the demolished Marsham, Ross makes a final exclamation.

Ross: Now, Mr. Marsham... You screw me over... I screw you over twice as bad. Let this be a lesson to you... Never trust The King Pin!

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The scene fades as Overdrive now begins. CZW stays in the state of Texas, now in Amarillo, at the sold out Amarillo National Center. The screen shows flashbacks of famous CZW moments, featuring all the known superstars from past to present. The screen then cuts onto showing a birds eye view of the arena, as fireworks begin to blast off, the fans all jumping off their seats, the thousands of Texans hyped up for another edition of Overdrive. The cameras pan around the crowd and the ringside, until it lies on the commentators for Overdrive, Jarred Daniels and William Masters.

DANIELS: “What we just saw there was awful. Marsham and Ross’ rivalry has just gone too far!”

MASTERS: “I think Marsham is getting exactly what he deserves. He is a wily bastard who has cheated everyone he’s faced so far. Now, it looks like he’s the one getting screwed.”

DANIELS: “Well there is definitely more to this story. Marsham delivered the goods, but Ross responded – not by releasing Solomon Black – but by cracking him upside the head. Now, it becomes a question as to whether or not Marsham will truly be able to participate tonight in his match when he takes on the current CZW Heavyweight Champion in a non-title match.”

MASTERS: “That is if Ross doesn’t continue these brutal attacks! Oh God, I hope so!”

DANIELS: Anyway on with the show…Hello and welcome to another edition of CZW Overdrive. We stay here in the great state of Texas, as we come off the second Pay-Per-View of the year, Volatile Day. Now in Amarillo, we find ourselves with one hell of a show on for you all here tonight.

MASTERS: Yeah Volatile was a huge success, Titles changing hands, the World Champion Eric Collum defending his successfully, it will go down in history that is for sure.

DANIELS: And so will tonight I am sure. We begin the qualifiers for the Tower of Power, that is our main event tonight, El Pablo squaring off against the man he lost to a few months back now, Eddie Rowan.

MASTERS: We will the 2-8_1 in tag team action, against a new team of McNally and a man making his return tonight, Cage Stryker.

DANIELS: Yeah what a match that Combat X Match was for the Title at Volatile Day. Anyway, also tonight we have Big Nasty and Buck Evans in action…

The lights go out and 'Gold Medal' by Trademarc begins to play as Karl Jackson appears on the staging area.

MASTERS: Oh but here comes the former Intercontinental Champion, having recently lost it against Ace King at Volatile Day in what was considered by many as the joint main event for the night.

He looks upset, his head down and his eyes on the floor. He is dressed in a charcoal gray suit and has a small plaster on his forehead covering up a laceration received from his match last week at Volatile Day.

Daniels: It looks like we are going to be joined by the former CZW Intercontinental champion here on Overdrive, and he doesn't look happy William.

Masters: Tell me Jarred, would you be happy if you had just been robbed.

Daniels: Robbed? What are you talking about?

Masters: He was robbed...Ace King used a piece of barbed wire to win the match, an illegal object. He should have been disqualified!

Daniels: You know damn well there are no disqualifications in CZW. It was a great match and Ace King prevailed, sweet justice after all that he has been put through by the Jackal and Matt Covey these past weeks.

As the Jackal solemnly enters the ring he does not pose to the thousands of fans booing and chanting 'you tapped out'. Instead he simply walks to the edge of the ring and is handed a microphone by Jessica Towers. The music stops as the Jackal stands in the ring, his eyes stare forward as he attempts to ignore the chants.

'You tapped out! You tapped out!'

Masters: This is ridiculous Jarred, these morons have no respect for a man who last week spilled his blood and went through hell. A man who only tapped because Ace had took it upon himself to cheat.

Daniels: They pay there money and they are entitled to say what they want. And lets face it, the fans are ecstatic we have a new champion.

The Jackal's bottom lip begins to tremble as the whole arena is filled with deafening 'you tapped out' chants. As they continue to chant the Jackal chucks down his microphone and leaves the ring. He then walks up to the commentators table where his eyes lock onto Jarred Daniels.

Masters: Oh hell Jarred, I think he heard you... hey Jackal, I want you to know that I totally disagree with Jarred and all these fans. I know you were robbed last night.

Daniels: I don't know why he is looking at me William... err, I may have to...

At that moment the Jackal grabs Jarred by the collar of his jacket and slaps him across the head... knocking off his headset.

Masters: Jackal looks to have lost it here, I would help... but I had a nasty accident last night and trapped my thumb in the hotel door... and it looks like the Jackal is dragging Jarred into the ring. I warned that imbecile about bad mouthing the Jackal and he never listened. I do hope he's going to be okay, I am genuinely concerned here.

With Jarred in the ring the Jackal picks up the microphone with his right hand as he keeps hold of Jarred, who is now on his knees, with his left. The fans continue to boo and chant 'You tapped out'

Jackal: Yeah... yeah you people can talk crap about me all you want. But then I wouldn't expect any better from a bunch of overweight, inbred Texans... just like those idiots in Austin... you scum from here in Amarillo give us proud Americans a bad name.

The crowd silence there chants a little, but the boos if get louder. Jarred tries to struggle away, but the Jackal does not release his grip.

Jackal: But you can cry out with 'you tapped out' all you want... the point is I never tapped out, I... I.... I was struggling to get the air into my body as I was being choked and my hand must have looked like it was tapping. I should have never lost that Intercontinental title, I never tapped... that referee was an idiot and I therefore demand that the decision be reversed.

Masters: Bravo Jackal, I knew he was robbed and now Karl Jackson has just confirmed it for me. Hey, he just let go of Jarred.

Jackal: Now if you try and run I will catch you Jarred Daniels so I suggest you stay in this ring until I tell you that you can leave.

Jarred Daniels shakes his head and remains in the ring, standing up now but moving back into the corner. The Jackal watches him, his cold eyes transfixed as if to be daring Jarred to try and exit the ring.

Jackal: You know I really don't enjoy having to come out here and talk in front of all of you. Firstly you don't deserve to get see a true champion in this CZW ring for the pathetic price you pay for a ticket, and secondly... well it stinks of cow shit in here... don't you fans have a change of shoes for when you aren't on your washed up old farmlands?

Masters: Yes I noticed that too, I actually thought it was Jarred but the smell is still here and he's up there in the ring. I bet he smells a hell of a lot worse now, actually this could be quite bad... I do hope he hasn't soiled himself, not if I have got to spend the rest of the night working alongside him. Ooops, Jackal's gonna talk again...

Jackal: But I have to come out here because my match at Victory Road turned out to be the biggest let down in CZW history. Sure we all put on a great match, and I can take some comfort that I did prove myself to be CZW's most dangerous man by doing exactly what I said I would do and take out Matt Covey...

The fans continue to boo, although there are some chants of Covey just audible behind the jeers directed at Karl Jackson.

Jackal: I have confirmation that Matt Covey has suffered a neck injury and could be out of action permanently. And it is all down to me... I am the most dangerous man in CZW!!!

The Jackal holds up his hands to continuing boos... but he then lowers them and a look of anger comes over his face as his cold eyes stare forward and he begins to snarl.

Jackal: But then Ace King, you robbed me you son of a bitch. You not only stole my maneuver... the Jackson Crush, but you stole my title. You are not the Intercontinental champion in my eyes because you never beat me. I did not tap out!!!

The fans once again begin chanting 'You tapped out... you tapped out'

Jackal: ...And after tonight, you will not be holding that title either. You are going to do the right thing for once... you are going to come down to this ring, apologize for stealing my move and then accept the referee made a mistake and hand me back my belt. You do that and I will forgive and you don't need to worry about having to follow in Matt Covey's footsteps. But you don't and....

... Jarred gets it!!!

Masters: What?!? This may get a little out of hand here, err we may need security.

Jarred shakes his head as the Jackal stalks him, his eyes fixed like a predator stalking its prey.

Jackal: I know the fans love Ace and I know they love you Jarred. I don't know why, maybe its because both you and Ace are as much of morons as these people... maybe they can relate to you. Well Ace, I want you to relate to this... you have 60 seconds to get out to this ring or I am going to snap Jarred's ankle like a twig!

Masters: Oh my goodness, I am actually a little concerned for Jarred now. I can't imagine Ace is going to want to come out here, not with the Jackal in this mood. I guess we don't just need security, we need paramedics as well.

The Jackal grabs hold of Jarred who is begging for mercy, but the Jackal is showing no chance of that. As the countdown continues the Jackal is screaming something to Jarred who is cowering away

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Masters: I never thought I would hear myself say this, but Ace... get out here!!!!

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Jackal: It's just as I thought, you're not man enough to face me man to man, Ace.

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"Ace Of Spades" blasts through Amarillo National Center, bringing the fans to their feet. Ace King, clad in a leather biker jacket and wrap-around sunglasses, casually walks out onto the entrance ramp, his recaptured Intercontinental Title strapped firmly on his shoulder. The fans explode at Ace's sudden appearance, and he just smirks at The Jackal before slowly making his way down the entrance ramp with a newly-recovered swagger in his step.

Masters: Oh look, Jarred's been saved by the bell again. Here comes Ace, and it looks as though he's not about to allow The Jackal to continue demeaning the cretins that line the seats of this arena.

Ace pauses at the ring apron for a few moments before bouncing into the ring, almost bowling The Jackal over. Ace takes a mic from ringside and faces the seething Jackal, who has since tossed Jarred Daniels to the side. "Ace Of Spades" fades out, and the crowd is already hot with an "Ace!" chant. Ace slowly raises the microphone to his mouth and begins to speak.

Ace: Well well well, what do we have here? Personally, I see a tormented former champion who simply can't accept the fact that he was defeated... Yes Jackal, you were defeated by a man that NOBODY thought would be able to withstand the onslaught of CZW's two most dangerous men, in what was arguably the biggest upset at Volatile Day.

The crowd pops large at Ace's declaration, which has a vein pulsing from The Jackal's head. In the meantime, Jarred has just crawled back to the announce table, although he is still in an excruciating amount of pain as a result of The Jackal's actions. Suddenly, Ace's eyes light up in the middle of the ring as he begins to speak once more, the audience now stone silent in anticipation of what he's going to say.

Ace: Speaking of Volatile Day... Jackal, there's no real mystery as to why you lost this past Saturday. Quite simply, Karl... It's because you're nothing more than a hypocrite. In the days leading up to our match, you dismissed me as nothing more than a washed up, lovesick shell of a man who had no business even being in a wrestling ring, much less fighting for a title, which you claimed to care about so much. If you really cared about it, Karl... You would have known the name of the pay-per-view where you lost it.

The crowd explodes in a fit of cheers once more, as he has successfully managed to confuse The Jackal. Ace smirks at The Jackal once more, and he begins to pace around the ring.

Daniels: That's the first two-time Intercontinental Champion, speaking his mind on things.

Masters: Now I remember why I hate this guy, what a smug piece of shit.

Ace casually leans against the ropes of the ring so that the Intercontinental Title blinds The Jackal with the help of the lights. Holding his position, Ace begins to speak once more.

Ace: I'm just kidding though, Mr. Clean. But if I can be serious about something... I only recently became a target of yours, and I must say that I'm already sick of your pathetic excuses when it comes to the circumstances surrounding our match at Volatile Day, ESPECIALLY considering there are some inaccuracies in your... ahem, logic.

Jackal, you can be a true aristocrat and piss, shit, bleed, vomit, or even cum all you want about how I apparently stole your move, but none of these FINE Texans appear to give a f**k about that, because the only thing that matters is the end result. However, if you REALLY want to split hairs on the issue...

Jarred: That's too easy Ace, don't say it...

Masters: Jesus, he's hit a new low...

The crowd is buzzing in anticipation of Ace potentially making another joke at Jackal's expense.

Ace: ...OK, that was a bad example, so just hear me out before you blast one on Jesse's face in an attempt to have me removed from CZW. What I'm trying to say here is that, if you REALLY want to kick up a fuss over my use of the Gogoplata, then allow me to present some footage that should shut you up. You see Jackal, if you actually gave a f**k about what your contemporaries can do in the ring, you'd know that it was actually I who first introduced the submission in question to Combat Zone Wrestling, and I did that almost a year ago. Guys in the back, roll it.

The CombatTron suddenly flashes to life, and it showcases Road To Glory I from March 2008 in Hamburg, Germany. Immediately, the shot switches to the first round of the Tower Of Power...

King stays on Timmons and begins to hit him with rights and lefts. The blood rushing to Timmons head. Finally, Timmons too busts open and blood begins to trickle down his forehead. Ace pulls Timmons to his feet and then snap suplexes him to the ground. Ace sits there, his endurance high enough that he just takes a breather, Timmons grovels on the ground. Ace stands up and then watches Timmons as he tries to use Ace as a leverage to stand up. Timmons grabs Ace’s tights and Ace smiles, Ace then rolls over Timmons and is underneath. King locks in his newest submission move - a Gogoplata!. Timmons fights and fights but soon the blood begins to flow from Timmons foreheard from the pressure and he taps out, as the choke is too much. Timmons rolls off King, and lays there gasping for air as Rogers goes to retrieve Timmons. Ace seems to have trouble climbing the cage, but finally does as the clock stops.

The shot of Road To Glory fades out, and the focus returns to the ring, where the Intercontinental Champion is staring daggers into the eyes of The Jackal, almost as if he wants to fight Jackal right there on the spot. However, he pulls back and begins to speak once more.

Ace: As you can clearly see Karl, I was the first to use the gogoplata submission in Combat Zone Wrestling. But look on the bright side, Wacko-Jackal: You were the first to have been trapped in a gogoplata with barbed wire pushing into your throat.

The Amarillo crowd cheers for Ace once more, as Jackal begins to breathe heavily in the middle of the ring. The cheering dies down again as Ace begins to talk again.

Ace: I hope that barbed wire leaves a permanent scar, just to serve as a reminder that I can be extremely dangerous as a fighter whenever I want to be... Not to mention that I'm incredibly dangerous whenever somebody does something to provoke me. Torturing those who are near to me is a very bad idea Jackal, and if you try another stunt like that again... Let's just say what I did to you at Volatile Day will only be a sample of what I will do if it happens again. If you're going to do something to get in my head... At least have the balls to attack me straight up instead of hiding like the f**king coward you are.

But there's a reason for everything that happens, isn't there Jackal? Of course there is! The reason you very nearly killed Ruth was to get inside my head to try and effectively eliminate me from contention in our match at Volatile Day, which reminds me Jackal, there's a clear cut reason why I am standing here the first person to have won the Intercontinental Championship twice...

The crowd is buzzing as Ace gets right into Jackal's face, his eyes never once deviating from Jackal's. Their noses are merely centimeters from each other, and Ace raises the microphone to his mouth once more...

Ace: It's because I'm superior to you in every way, Karl.

Ace drops the mic, and "Ace Of Spades" reprises to a burst of cheers from the crowd. The Intercontinental Champion climbs through the ropes and he hops down onto the floor. He slowly makes his way up the entrance ramp, title belt on his shoulder, when suddenly...a video begins to play on the combat-tron, Ace King stopping dead and staring at the screen.

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(At this point, the fans are just spewing boos and insults towards the ring, Jarred has even left his post and walked out on the job, leaving William on his own. Montana has a huge grin on his face as he urges Jackal on, a man who is grimacing as he applies even more pressure, veins protruding from his neck. Jesse beginning to laugh and point, drooling from his mouth)

MASTERS: I don’t know what to say about this folks, Jarred has left me, I will continue to update you with commentary but this situation has got out of hand.

(The fans finally find a slight bit of hope as Matt Covey finally reaches his feet, Jesse Montana diving out of the ring like a scared weasel. The Jackal keeps the hold on, still not even noticing Matt due to the vast pleasure he is feeling crippling a poor defenseless woman)

MASTERS: Maybe this can finally be stopped.

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Matt Covey and the Jackal smile at each other as Matt Coveys exit’s the ring, leaving the poor crippled body of Ruth to get injured beyond repair. Ace King waking up to find that not only his love has been betrayed by Covey, but also ripped to pieces by this insane Jackal and Jesse duo. Silence fills the arena as Montana smiles, watching Covey walk away, now leaving the arena, Jackal adding one last snapping motion to break Ruthless Aggression’s ankle and leaving the arena stunned and sickened beyond belief)

MASTERS: Okay now you have done your damage, let the EMT’s take these poor guys to the back, they need to go to the hospital…damn I am just…I am in shock.

(The EMT’s take the duo away, Ruthless crying in slow agony as Ace reaches over with tears and blood in his eyes as he kisses the forehead of his crippled girlfriend, telling her one last time before she passes out with the sheer ferocity of pain that he loves her…undoubtedly. The fans try to cheer the duo, cheering the heart they have, but in shock and disgust from the scenes they have seen. Jesse Montana stays at ringside, Jackal walking off almost shocked himself at what he has done, almost feeling a little uneasy about the lengths he went to)

--- As the footage fades Ace turns around to see the Jackal inside the ring also watching, a slight smile on his face as he once again puts the microphone back to his mouth.

Jackal: You know Ace... I may have lost my Intercontinental title, but at least I still have the memories. I will never forget the warm feeling inside me as I saw all those Brazilian fans rioting on that great night, angered at what me and Montana orchestrated in this very ring. I will never get out of my head the tears in those little kids eyes as they watched Ace King, there hero, with tears in his eyes as he watched his crippled girlfriend being carried out helpless on a stretcher. But more than anything, the thing that turns me on most was that moment when I felt Ruth's little leg give way. Her screams of agony were just orgasmic for me, the look of pure pain on her face and the look of pure anguish on yours. And then just before Volatile Day... I kissed her soft neck, wiped away her little tears, licked the blood off her face... she was at my mercy Ace...

Daniels: I think he's hit a nerve, Ace is coming back to the ring.

Masters: Ace looks mad, and these morons are loving it.

As Ace re-enters the ring the crowd are shouting his name. He drops his title on the ring apron as he goes face to face with the Jackal. Ace is saying something, his face reddened with rage. The Jackal then backs up a few steps and puts his arms out to his side.

Daniels: I don't think the Jackal wants any part of Ace now... Whoa!!!

Masters: The Jackal just head butted Ace right on the bridge of the nose. He lured him in perfectly.

The Jackal takes Ace down and begins laying in rights and lefts to his head. Ace covers up and appears to be bleeding slightly from the nose. After several shots the Jackal stands up and takes off his suit jacket. He grabs hold of Ace's leg...

Masters: We are going to see the Jackal lock here... this is it for Ace.

Daniels: No Ace kicks him off. And now its Ace with a spear and its Ace raining down blows on the Jackal. That it Ace... get that bastard!

Masters: Somebody stop this, Ace has gone crazy.

Ace continues to hit the Jackal repeatedly but the Jackal turns him over and then it is him in control for a short while before Ace rolls over and both men get to there feet. As security begin to enter the ring the two men charge each other again, knocking over a couple of security in the process. They continue to lay into each other as security begin to pile in and pull them apart. The Jackal manages to break free and he charges at Ace again, driving him into the corner with his shoulder but as he attempts a shoulder thrust Ace knees him in the face and the Jackal falls out of the ring, holding his face. Some of the security follow the Jackal out and hold him back as he attempts to get back in the ring... some stay in the ring and hold Ace as he is seething... attempting to get to the Jackal.

As the security push the Jackal back up the ramp to the entrance way, security in the ring with Ace release him and he wipes his bloody nose before picking up his Intercontinental title. As the Jackal shouts abuse at Ace he simply holds up his title and 'Ace of Spades' begins to play as Karl Jackson is finally removed.

Masters: Well what an exciting way to start Overdrive. The Jackal clearly hasn't finished with Ace King.

Daniels: Its not really the way I envisaged my evening would begin. But you are right, these two men still have a major score to settle. Jackal is the King of excuses in my book and what he did with me in that ring and then showing that heinous footage... well that just shows me what kind of a man that Karl Jackson is... if you can call him a man.

Masters: He is a man... but he was robbed at Volatile Day and he wants his title back.

Daniels: We are never going to agree on this one, but all I can say is that Ace beat him fare and square with his own move... the All-In. If Karl Jackson wants a re-match there are better ways to get it done than holding a commentator hostage and then reveling in something as sick as torturing a young woman. Anyway, we have only just started here tonight and I think I need a break.

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CZW promises intense action tonight, however it breaks from the squared circle and directs the audience to the back. When fans are shown the backstage area of the arena, the scene is that of a loading dock. Stacks of wooden pallets line the corridor, hiding behind them discolored white walls. From a single door beside the loading dock door, a single individual enters.

Audience members rumble as The Epitome of Technical Finesse enters the Amarillo National Center. Marsham proceeds into the building, stepping with a strong pace. A serious expression is etched across his countenance, a reflection of how he is taking the match he has slated against Eric Collum tonight. He makes his way further into the building, only to be cut off by Ryan Lewis.

Lewis holds a microphone before himself, greeting the fans, while attempting to sneak a quick interview.

Ryan Lewis: “Ah. Justin Marsham has just entered the building. You’ve been laid up in a hospital nearly all week and CZW is wondering, are you in any shape to wrestle tonight?”

Marsham snatches the microphone from Ryan’s grasp and retorts!

Justin Marsham: “Nothing is going to stop me from heading out there and beating the holy Hell out of Eric Collum! You want to talk about being laid up in a hospital all week? Screw it. I’m cleared to wrestle and I have every intention of forcing our beloved Heavyweight Champion to recognize a compliment when he is given one!”

Ryan Lewis: “What do you mean?”

Acting as though he is going to back hand Ryan with the microphone, Marsham continues to speak. His voice contains an intensity that cannot be denied. It appears that Collum’s recent television appearance has struck a nerve with The Epitome of Technical Finesse. He steals the camera’s attention from Ryan and draws the attention of the fans directly to him.

Justin Marsham: “Mr. Eric Collum. I find myself asking how you could have become Heavyweight Champion when you don’t pay attention to a single word someone says. I did not compare you to Jacob Havok. I merely compared the situation; and never did I say that our match is not to be taken seriously. It is strictly business. What the hell is your profession? Seriously? I mean come on! Are deaf or just that f-cking stupid?”

Ryan’s voice can be heard behind Marsham, although he is not shown on the screen.

Ryan Lewis: “I-I don’t think you should disrespect the Heavyweight Champ like that.”

Marsham ignores Ryan and simply continues;

Justin Marsham: “Disrespectful? He rants on how he is awesome and how he is unbeatable, has no weaknesses, blah-blah-blah. You know what? I agree. I gave him a plate full of respect and boasted on how damn good he is; and what did he do? He spit on it! So, screw’em! Tonight, Mr. Collum, I’m going to take that highlight reel of yours and wipe my ass!”

A declaration of war has been made for tonight as Marsham slams the microphone into Ryan’s chest. As Marsham is walking away, however, his right hand goes to his head – evident that he is surely still feeling the effects of his altercation with Chris Ross this past week. Since his recent battles with Ross, Marsham has grown increasingly bitter and this now looks like a solid fact. He faces Eric Collum tonight, but more action is just around the corner.

~~ TESTING THE WATERS ~~

DANIELS: Hell folks, we are back here and already, I have had my fair share of action, I just hope that I can CALL that action for the rest of the night and not be in it.

MASTERS: And looks like we are all set for the return of Testing the Waters, what a great set-up.

‘4 Words (To Choke Upon)’ by Bullet for my Valentine hits. The crowd begin booing, except for one out-of-place metalhead. Shawn Waters walks out onto the stage, a massive smirk on his face. He makes his way to the ring, dodging popcorn and peanuts. He enters the ring, which has been set-up with the usual stuff. He glances around the arena, soaking in the negative reception he is receiving. Shawn grabs a microphone and holds his hand up, asking for silence.

Waters: Welcome...to...TESTING THE WATERS!

The fans boo.

Waters: Now...this is the first edition of Testing the Waters in 2009! Yes...that’s right...I don’t bother counting that stupid Mass Debate idea I had. So yeah...this is Testing the Waters...and I am your host...Shawn Waters!

More booing.

Waters: Oh shut up...the only reason you all boo me is because you are jealous! You are all jealous of what I can do! You all wish that you were in this ring! All of you! Well guess what...you aren’t! You lazy slobs sit in those seats...drinking your beer and stuffing your faces with hot dogs...and the only way you guys can feel better, even though your hearts are about to explode, is to boo a man who is infinitely better than all of you...but hey...that’s the American Way! A man is not allowed an opinion in this country, is he?

The fans really dig into Shawn at the not-so-subtle racism.

Waters: I’m a person, just like all of you...but since I had the balls...and for our Mexican fans...the cajones to take advantage of a situation...I’m the bad guy! I’m doing what is necessary to reach the top...you can’t say you wouldn’t do the same...any number of you would take advantage of a better job...even if it meant turning your back on certain things...trust me...it’s for the better! Krimzon Blaze was in my way of the World title...he was holding me down...I was stuck in the pathetic dregs of CZW...tag team wrestling...teaming with Blaze...who apparently was my closest friend and all that shit...yet...when I was out of the picture...when I was figuring out why I was going insane...Blaze took it upon himself to forget about me...he started going after what I wanted! He had the World title in his sights! He took advantage of a situation...that situation being me not being around...therefore...he had no one close to him who was better! He took advantage of a situation to benefit him...and him only! Just exactly like I did! But...alas...he is still the f**king poster boy of CZW...everybody loves Krimzon Blaze! It’s completely biased! Just because he caters to your needs...just because he lowers himself to a level which you mindless peons can actually comprehend...just because he throws dignity out the f**king window and becomes one of you...he’s allowed to get away with anything!

Shawn kicks over a stool.

Waters: It’s about time you pathetic losers truly learnt who deserves the respect...the admiration...and the reward! I am better than Krimzon Blaze...I am better than Maynard O’Toole...I am better than Ace King and El Pablo and Jesse Montana...anyone you throw my way...I will defeat them! I will prove it to you!

Shawn lowers the mic, breathing heavily. He turns to leave the ring... 'Headstrong' by Trapt hits over the PA system, as the fans go nuts! Shawn looks up the ramp as his former tag team partner, Krimzon Blaze walks onto the stage. Shawn and KB lock eyes, both giving the other murderous looks. Blaze walks to the ring, devoid of his usual energy. He enters the ring and comes face to face with Shawn. Shawn lifts the microphone up to his mouth.

Waters: Well, well, well...if it isn't my good friend, Krimzon Blaze...how's your head? Krimzon takes the microphone out of Shawn's hand.

KB: Shut it Shawn! Do you even know what kind of pain I endured just to get that World Title contract? And by the grace of all things unholy, I thought you of all people would be grateful that I FINALLY got what I deserved... My only question is, WHY SHAWN WHY? Why did you take it upon yourself to SCREW ME?! Was it because you missed getting into the lime-light of the World Title? WHERE YOU ULTIMATELY FAILED! You took out your former tag-team partner after a match... Gee, this leads me to believe that you were obviously trying to get in my head that maybe, JUST, maybe I could really count on Shawn Waters to watch my back... YOU BETRAYED ME!!

The crowd obviously agreeing with KB as they erupt in cheers once again.

KB: Not only did you put your hands on me after my match at Volatile Day, you took the one thing that I've endured MY WHOLE CAREER in joining CZW... MY World Title Contract... Shawn, you cast me aside like yesterday's garbage at Volatile Day... WHY SHAWN WHY?

The crowd then goes into a chant of "WHY SHAWN WHY" as KB riles them up more. Shawn smirks.

Waters: Why? Why? It's quite simple...you were standing in the way of what I wanted...you got a World title shot...a World title shot that I wanted...so...I took it...I took what I deserved...what I wanted. You may call it jealously...I just call it taking advantage! I knew I still had your trust...I could work that to my advantage. You somehow won the match...and I came out to the ring. As I guessed, you thought I was a friend, coming to celebrate with you...but alas...you were mistaken. I attacked you...I left you beaten in the ring...I walked off, your World title contract in my hand. I took advantage of a situation...I saw a gap...and I came out better.

The fans boo Shawn as he smirks, taking it all in.

Waters: Boo all you want...at least I'm doing something with my life...

The fans boo more. Shawn stares at KB again. He shrugs.

Waters: I guess I owe you an explanation, huh?

KB nods.

Waters: Why, oh why, did the 'great' Shawn Waters betray his closest friend?

Shawn smirks again, arrogance written all over his face.

Waters: Because I realized what my so-called 'friends' were doing to me! Look at what you had turned me into KB! Making jokes...destroying my dignity for a cheap laugh...and bottling up my real emotions for all of you pathetic losers! All my CZW career, I've been getting screwed over by my partners...Jesse Montana, Ashley Valentine...and Krimzon Blaze! All of you! I've been held down...I've been embarrassed...I've become something I'm not...all because I thought I had 'friends'! But it became f**king obvious what the word friend really means...bullshitter...user...worthless!

Admit it Blaze! The only reason you joined forces with me is because you knew I was better...you knew having me on your side would benefit you...

KB looks at the crowd as they all boo Shawn.

KB: Do you honestly believe what you’re saying Shawn? You wanted my World Title Contract THAT badly didn't you? You may not like it, but Shawn Waters screwed Shawn Waters... You wanted to be the next Maynard O'Toole or better yet Jesse Montana to prove to yourself that your ontop of the world, right? RIGHT?! You’re a selfish son of a bitch Shawn... Your WHOLE CZW Career you were and ALWAYS will be... Jesse Montana, Ashley Valentine, and Krimzon Blaze... WE didn't screw you over... YOU SCREWED YOU OVER! You think that by getting MY World Title Contact enables you that YOUR the Number 1 Contender for it? Eh-Eh! Montana made the challenge, TLC, and he FAILED... Just like you did when you left me out at Volatile Day instead of finishing the job Shawn... Face the facts, I AM BETTER then you... Shawn, you couldn't GET over the fact that I was a threat to when you were the World Television Champion... and NOW look at you... All smug with nothing more than a smirk to question my abilities ONCE AGAIN... You couldn't get the thought of having ME BECOMING THE BETTER SUCCESS STORY OVER YOU SHAWN... You want to call it jealousy? YOU’RE THE ONE THAT’S JEALOUS OF MY SUCCESS... Waters, you don't know how much you put me in pain when you did that at Volatile Day... So the "Real" Shawn Waters shows up, does his crappy Testing The Waters, because its apparent that's ALL your going to do for the rest of your life... Hiding behind a camera waiting for any kind of an exclusive story to elicit the fact that you've SOLD YOURSELF OUT!

KB drops the mic and then attacks Shawn hitting rights and lefts! Shawn elbows KB quickly in retaliation. Shawn rolls over and slaps KB before standing up. He kicks KB three times in the side, before stepping back. He wait for KB to stand. When Blaze obliges, Shawn grabs KB, looking to hit a Brainwash. KB uses his speed to escape the move, however, and nails an enzuiguri which sends Shawn into the ropes. Shawn bounces back...and ducks a spinning heel kick. KB hits the ground and Shawn pounces, locking in a Waterboard. KB begins yelling in agony. Out of desperation, KB begins rolling from side to side. He begins thrashing one leg...which escapes Waters hold...

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Waters: I'm not gonna take this here...this is my show! I have another match later tonight! You want a piece of me, KB? How about we do this properly...a one on one match! Then I'll do what you so lightly said I failed at...I'll finish the f**king job!

KB takes the mic that was adjacent in the corner, apparently KB not seeing it.

KB: You won't finish this little confrontation because you’re a damn pussy Shawn! Go ahead, get ready for your match against O'Toole, but let me make this certain Shawn, THIS ISN'T f**kING OVER!

KB then riles the crowd up once again.

Daniels: Blaze is surely fired up tonight! I can't even believe he's even here after that train wreck TLC Match he had against Montana!

Masters: He's got heart Jarred, and by the looks of it, we haven't heard the last of Blaze!

Daniels: Well, we will be back soon folks for the first match of Overdrive.

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=- "The Living Legend" BIG NASTY vs. MIKE KING *****-----*****

DING DING

Towers: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is schedule for one-fall.

'Won't Back Down' by Fuel begins to play and the fans scream at the arrival of Michael King to the staging area. As he absorbs the ovation from the fans he makes his way down the ramp to the ringside area.

Towers: Making his way to the ring... coming to us from Buckeye, Arizona and weighing in at 210 lbs... Badd Company.... Michael King!!!

Masters: I don't know how the fans can cheer this guy, he... and all the hardcore wrestlers are just barbarians in my opinion. Why we have a hardcore division I don't know... whatever happened to good old fashioned wrestling.

Daniels: I don't know what you have been drinking recently but there is no hardcore division. But as for the fans cheering for Mike King, well they cheer for him because he shows heart, he is exciting and he always gives his all for these fans whenever he is in the ring.

Masters: Well I always give my all and I never get cheered... but wait, I think all that heart will not help him tonight. His opponent is nearly 100lbs heavier than him and a foot taller. I don't care how good you are, when you are matched against someone that much bigger...

'Swagga Like us' by T.I. & Jay-Z plays as the cheers now change to a mixed reaction as Big nasty arrives on the stage area, holding up both his hands.

Towers: Making his way to the ring... hailing from South Beach, Florida and weighing 295 lbs... he is Big Nasty!!!

Daniels: Well he is one of our larger competitiorsno doubt about it, but as I said... Mike King has heart and passion, sometimes that is enough William.

Masters: Sometimes Jarred... Big Nasty went toe to toe with Buck Evans at Volatile Day, he earned himself a shot at Ace King's Intercontinental title. He could very well become the second two-time Intercomtinental champion in CZW history.

Dainels: Thats true William, but he can't look past Mike King tonight... but then he looks quite ready as he strides into the ring.

Masters: Well as the bell rings it is Big Nasty who charges across the ring but Mike King ducks and hits a kick to the large thigh muscle of Big Nasty.

Daniels: Nasty again going for King but he again ducks and.... its the Badd Company Combo. Those slaps and chops finding there mark and the open backhand backfist from a spin... Nasty rocking... roundhouse kick, but Nasty blocks and I think that hurt King as he is now loosening his leg as he backs up a few steps from the near seven footer.

Masters: Whoa clothesline... no Michael ducks again... Nasty is struggling with this guys speed. He now hits an enziguri rocking Big Nasty.

Daniels: Well as you said... Big Nasty is struggling. Mike King is very smartly using his speed here against the much bigger Nasty... but Nasty is still on his feet. These kicks and chops are rocking him... whoa Nasty just hit a big boot on Mike as he came running in.

Masters: And just like that Big Nasty has taken control. Hitting him now with a hard Big Splash as King finds himself in the corner and now... a sidewalk slam. The cover, and no King kicked out.

Daniels: He kicked out before the 2 count. Big Nasty in control though here.

Masters: And the fans don't seem to like this, but who gives a damn what these idiots think. Big Nasty is showing us here why he is worthy of fighting for that Intercontinental title one more time.

Daniels: Well he has Mike King right where he wants him here as he hits a second..... a third, its a triple powerbomb and the cover... 1....2....and King kicks out.

Masters: Not so confidently this time, I think Big Nasty feels like he has this one in the bag. Just like I told you Jarred, you can't hang with a guy that outsizes you by the amount that Big Nasty out-sizes this little man... Mike King.

Daniels: Whoa!!! Well that little man as you call him has just exploded with a Shining Metallica after taking Nasty down with a dropkick to the knee. And Nasty is down... King is mounting the top turnbuckle... OH MY GOD ITS A SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!!

Masters: Calm down you silly prat, you are as bad as these fans. Nasty had no problems kicking out of that.

Daniels: But Mike King is all over him now... and what's this... its the Divorce Court as he calls it. King is working those big arms of Big Nasty.

Masters: Well this isn't looking so good for Nasty here now, he needs to slow the pace of this match down as at the moment its all Mike King. And look at this Jarred... your boy Mike King has clearly done some damage to Big Nasty's arm... and what the hell is this move.

Daniels: What is that move??? It's the St. Anger... Big Nasty is in that nasty submission hold.... Nasty could tap here.

Masters: Of course not, he was able to get to the ropes with that near seven foot reach and King has to break the hold. But King is still all over him, can't somebody tell this man to calm the hell down.

Daniels: And why would he do that, this is what CZW is all about.... oh no... King ran right into that... Nasty has that big hand around his throat... and that's the Nasty slam. Masters: I told you he would turn it round... and he isn't going for the cover. But he is intimating that he is about to end this thing as he hold up that big right hand. I think he wants to hit him with that devastating powerbomb Jarred.

Daniels: Well King is getting back to his feet but that chokeslam has seemingly knocked the fire out of him... and Big Nasty with a kick to the gut... and he is going for it... does he have it... oh my god the NASTY BOMB!!!

Masters: Did you see King's head bounce off the mat Jarred.

Daniels: One.... two.... three... It's all over Masters... Big Nasty does it.

DING DING

Towers: Here is your winner... Big Nasty.

Daniels: I courageous attempt by Michael King, but in the end... on this night, it was size and power that prevailed. An impressive outing for Big Nasty. We will be back shortly folks.

*****-----*****

Priceless begins to play over the PA, after a few moments K.C Kash comes through the curtains, dressed in a fine suit, with a mic in hand, makes his way down to the ring.

K.C.: I'm sure you all know who I am but just in case you missed the pay per view let me introduce myself, I am the richest man in wrestling, I am the greatest wrestler to ever set foot in this ring...and I am the man that has replaced Brian Kirkland....

*We want Kirkland, CLAP CLAP CLAP*

Masters: I wish these morons would shut up and let Kash speak.

Daniels: They paid for their tickets, they can chat whatever they want. And right now they want Kirkland

Masters: Too bad for them, Brian lost at the PPV so now we have Kash

K.C:I am K.C Kash and I don't care how bad you want Kirkland, I won his contract fair and square so you all can shut up because Kirkland won't be back for a long, long time. Now I would like to formally announce my intentions of being the next IC cha--

Dreams by Van Halen cuts off Kash, causing the fans to go nuts, Brian Damage comes out onto the stage with a mic in one hand and a clipboard in the other.

Masters: For the love of god, can Kash not finish a statement around here?

BD: Whoa Kash, you might wanna hold off on that challenge to Ace because as of Volatile Day, Buck Evans and Big Nasty are next in line for title matches plus I three announcements to make tonight that all involve you.

K.C: Whatever you say, bossman, what’s so important that it holds off my title match?

BD: Well first off I thought this was common sense but I'll make it clear tonight, CZW contracts non transferable, that means who ever signs the contract works for CZW untill its up, they can't just give it to someone else. So as a result of the deal you and Kirkland had your or Kirkland's contract is now null and void.

K.C: You can't do that!

BD: Oh calm down, the leads me to my second announcement, theres another contract down there at ringside with my name signed on it and a dotted line for your name, sign it and you'll have a real CZW contract.

Jessica Towers slides a clipboard with the contract into the ring, Kash picks it up and pulls a pen from his suit.

K.C: Damage you are a smart, smart man, I was afraid you were going to go for the cheap pop by giving the dumb people what they wanted, but instead you do the right thing and give me MY contract.

*boos*

BD: Well hold on there K.C., I still have a third announcement. This clipboard in my hand is just like the one you just signed, its a three year deal with my name signed on it already.

*cheers*

Masters: Oh no...

Daniels: Oh yes!

BD: I'd like the man who I'm offering this contract to, to come out right now

"Becoming The Bull" by Atreyu begins to play, after about thirty seconds The Reaper Brian Kirkland appears on stage. He smiles at Damage, takes the contract and a pen and signs his name to the paper. He hands the contract to Damage and sprints to the ring.

Kash goes for a right hand but BK ducks and hits one of his own. Kash pops up and gets knocked back down by a drop kick. BK jumps on the downed K.C. and starts to nail him with rights and lefts.

Daniels: Kirkland is beating the hell out of Kash

Masters: And for what reason?! Kirkland put his contract on the line by choice, he wasn't forced into it!

Kirkland gets off of Kash and signals to the crowd that its time for Murder 101

Kash stumbles up and gets kicked in the gut, Kirkland puts Kash's head between his knees setting up for the powerbomb

BK:I'M GETTING AWAY--

Daniels: WHAT THE HELL, MATTHEW JONES OUT OF NO WHERE WITH A BOOT TO THE BACK OF BRIAN'S HEAD!!!

Masters: Thank god, someone doing the right thing

Daniels: Oh shut up!

Jones picks BK up from the ground and nails him with a huge chokeslam

Daniels: Brian must be the sinner that Jones has been talking about since his debut.

Masters: Doesn’t surprise me one bit, I've never liked Kirkland

Jones rolls out of the ring and makes his way back up the ramp. Back in the ring Kash is back up. Kirkland is on his hands and knees trying to get up but gets nailed with another boot to the head, this time from Kash. Kash takes off his jacket and pulls BK into the middle of the ring. He climbs onto the apron and up to the top rope.

Daniels: He isn't..

Masters: He is!

Kash jumps off the top and flattens Brian with a huge splash

Masters: Kash just pancaked Brian with that Splash he calls The Kash Krash

Kash picks up his jacket and leaves the ring as we go to commercial

*****-----*****

-=- SINGLES NON-TITLE MATCH -=- BRIAN BLAZE vs. BUCK EVANS *****-----*****

The nice tones of ”Ramblin’ Man” begin to play, and the crowd begins to cheer. After a couple seconds, Buck Evans appears on the entrance ramp and looks out into the Amarillo crowd with a hand above his eyes. The bell rings, and the next voice we hear is that of Jessica Towers.

Jessica Towers: The following match is scheduled FOR one-fall! Making his way to the ring, from Algoma, Mississippi, weighing in at 285 pounds… He is “THE OUTLAW”… BUCK EVAAAAAAAAAAAAAANSSSSSSSSS!!!

Buck casually struts down to the ring, slapping a couple of hands lining the entrance ramp.

Jarred Daniels: William, Buck Evans was involved in a hellacious Last Man Standing match at Volatile Day with Big Nasty, with neither man emerging as the clear-cut winner, but both men have earned have earned Intercontinental Title shots.

William Masters: Both men put in a good effort, but if I’m being honest with the CZW audience, Big Nasty was robbed. He should be the only one with an Intercontinental Title shot, but it won’t matter once he wins the title for the second time.

Jarred Daniels: Riiiiiiiiiiight.

Buck goes up the ring steps and casually steps through the ring ropes. He makes his way to one of the corners to await his opponent. After a few moments of silence, “Let Me Entertain You” begins to play, and the cheering is restored. Once the introduction is complete, a large explosion occurs. Through the smoke emerges Brian Blaze, Television Championship firmly strapped around his waist.

Jessica Towers: And introducing his opponent, FROM Toronto, Ontario, Canada, weighing in AT 220 pounds… He is “Mr. Entertainment”, and the NEW World Television Champion… BRIAAAAAAAAAAAAAN BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAZE!!!

He makes his way down to the ring, completely focused on Buck and ignoring the cheers of the Amarillo crowd.

Jarred Daniels: Brian Blaze pulled off an incredible victory at Volatile Day by taking the vacated Television Championship over Ronnie McNeil and Mike King.

William Masters: It was a long time coming, but Brian was somehow able to pull a rabbit out of his ass and take the title. I can’t see it lasting too long, though.

Jarred Daniels: Always the eternal optimist…

Brian steps into the ring and hoists the Television Championship over his head, all the while trash talking Buck with every step he takes. He gets nose to nose with Buck as the bell rings to start the match. Brian continues to trash Buck as he circles the ring. However, Buck will have none of it, as he forces the issue by locking up with Brian against the rope. Buck forces Brian down to one knee before picking him up and whipping him across the ring. Brian is able to hold himself against the ropes, but Buck charges at him. Brian is able to evade Buck’s impending clothesline and he taunts Buck, pleading for him to turn around…

Jarred Daniels: ENZUIGIRIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!! The elevation from Brian on that enzuigiri was INCREDIBLE! That makes me want to-

William Masters: JIZZ. IN. MY PANTS.

Jarred just looks over at William with a look of pure disgust on his face.

William Masters: Oh COME ON, I was just trying to read your mind!

The crowd is hot after that brilliant move by Brian, who proceeds to go for a rather cocky cover, only to have Buck kick out at 2. Buck almost looks insulted by Brian trying to cover him so quickly.

Jarred Daniels: William, Buck is none too pleased by what Brian has just done here.

William Masters: Jarred, it’s quite clear that Brian is afraid of Buck, and the only reason he tried to cover Buck so quickly was because he wanted to be done with the match and away from The Outlaw.

Buck is still angry about Brian’s attempted quick pin, and he responds with a straight hand, which catches Brian square in the face and drops him. The crowd is buzzing and cheering for Buck as The Outlaw proceeds to start work on the Television Champion, hitting him with a flurry of lefts and rights with Brian pinned against a turnbuckle. Buck then attempts to whip Brian across the ring, only to have Brian reverse it. He attempts to whip Buck across, but The Outlaw just ends up behind Brian, and he locks in a camel clutch.

”BUCK! BUCK! BUCK!”

”BB GUN! BB GUN! BB GUN!”

The two chants are dueling for supremacy in the audience as Brian makes a most valiant effort to escape Buck’s camel clutch. Sensing that he has been lifted off the ground by the larger Evans, Brian senses an opportunity. He locks his feet in behind Buck’s knees, and he uses the little momentum he has to take Buck out, effectively releasing the hold. Brian quickly retreats to the furthest corner away from Buck so that he can catch a breather, and the fans applaud Blaze’s escape efforts.

Jarred Daniels: What a great move by the Television Champion.

William Masters: Buck just let him go, nothing really special from Brian there.

Jarred Daniels: Oh come on, you have to acknowledge what Brian did there. It’s not easy to escape the clutches of a 285-pound man.

William Masters: Yeah, especially if you’re willing to stay there with him, right Jarred?

Daniels is beet red as Masters can’t help but laugh at his announcing partner. Meanwhile, back in the ring, Brian has sufficiently recovered, and now he is taking the fight to The Outlaw, who has a major size advantage over “Mr. Entertainment”. Brian lands some stiff shots of his own, with a few solid kicks to Buck’s knees helping to topple The Outlaw. From there, Brian applies a sleeper hold while Buck is down, only for Evans to quickly shake the Television Champion off his back. Buck grabs Brian and whips him across the ring once more. Buck follows him across the ring this time, and he levels him with a clothesline, sending Mr. Entertainment reeling over the top rope and onto the ground below.

Buck, sensing that he has built up some momentum in the match, immediately slides underneath the bottom rope and out of the ring. He grabs Brian’s tights, and he rolls him back into the ring. Buck slides in after him, and picks Brian up… SAMOAN DROP!

Buck quickly goes for the cover…

1!

2!

Brian is able to kick out at 2.38. Buck starts to taunt the Television Champion in the ring, which only serves to infuriate Mr. Entertainment. He attempts to attack Buck once more, but The Outlaw dodges the attack, sending Brian into the turnbuckle. Buck takes advantage by leveling Blaze with a spear, and the simultaneous chants of “BUCK! BUCK! BUCK!” and “BB GUN! BB GUN! BB GUN!” have taken over the arena once more as Buck looks down upon the Television Champion.

Jarred Daniels: Buck has had the upper hand for the majority of the match here, William.

William Masters: The man is a freak of nature, what else could you have possibly expected, for Buck to just roll over and pretend to be a ballerina?

Jarred Daniels: …And yet another one of William’s fantasies has been brought to light.

Masters is turning bright red at the announce table, and it’s now Jarred’s turn to have a good laugh at his embarrassed partner’s expense. Buck throws Brian across the ring once more. Buck is looking for a Spinebuster here, but on the rebound, Brian manages to make solid contact on a prone Buck’s jaw with his knee, and the fans begin to duel once more with their chanting, although everyone is appreciative of the hard work put into this match by both combatants. Brian goes on the offensive once more, hitting Buck with some solid shots to the body to knock him down. Brian quickly hops up to the top rope… MISSILE DROPKICK CONNECTS!!! Brian goes for the quick cover…

1!

2!

Buck kicks out at 2.5, but Brian is quick to attempt another cover on The Outlaw…

1!

Buck kicks out once more, just before the referee’s hand came down for the second time. Buck quickly gets to his feet to avoid another quick pinfall opportunity, and he just smirks at Brian before laying into him with punches and kicks. In a carbon copy of an earlier move, he whips Brian across the ring and clotheslines him over the top rope. However, instead of pursuing Brian, Buck just stands in the ring and raises his arms high in the air as if he has the match won already. However, as Buck has his backed turned to the entrance ramp, Brian slides in underneath the bottom rope, Singapore cane in hand…

BUCK’S EYES BECOME WIDER THAN AN OKLAHOMA TRAILER!!! BRIAN BLAZE SPLIT HIM RIGHT IN TWO WITH THE SINGAPORE CANE!!!

Brian smirks as he stares down at Buck, who is rolling around the ring clutching his nether regions. Brian casually tosses the Singapore cane to the side and goes down to cover Buck…

1!!!

2!!!

3!!!

NO!!! Buck kicks out just before the referee’s hand strikes the canvas a third time. He gets to his feet, his nether regions still in pain, and he is staring a hole through Brian Blaze, who is now mocking his troubles.

Jarred Daniels: There’s a fine line here in Combat Zone Wrestling, and as good a guy as Brian usually is, a shot in the pills simply isn’t classy by anybody’s standards, no matter how low.

Jarred looks over at William, who appears to have a few tears in his eyes.

Jarred Daniels: …Something wrong, Buffalo Bill?

William Masters: First of all, never address me by that name again. Second… This is a funeral, Jarred! How can you not be crying after what just happened?

Jarred Daniels: Uhh, I don’t think I follow.

William Masters: You moron! After that Singapore cane shot, ¾ of Buck’s count has been eliminated. That shot from Brian Blaze has single-handedly decreased the population of goats, sheep, and cows for years to come.

Jarred Daniels: Not to mention his balls must be hurting worse than you were after Adonis broke up with you.

William’s jaw drops to the ground as the match continues.

Buck hobbles up to his feet as Brian Blaze goes back for the cane, however Buck plants his big boot on it so Brian cannot pick it up, Buck then hits Brian with a knee to the head, then another, Buck then lifts Brian up using his almighty strength…Sidewalk Slam. Buck then picks up the cane, but instead of using it, he grits his teeth in anger and snaps it in two over his knee, then throwing both halves into the crowd.

Jarred Daniels: The man just snapped that wooden cane over his knee, how in the…

William Masters: Jarred, the guy just had that same cane invade his private area, I think he hold that cane personally responsible for his anguish.

Jarred Daniels: Brian seems to be iin serious trouble here, and I think Buck is looking to end this one right now.

Buck waits for Brian to rise, and as he does, he licks him up for the MISSISSIPPI TWISTER!!!!!!!!!!!

AND CONNECTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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3!!

PINFALL!!!

Jessica Towers: And the winner of this contest by way of pinfall…The Outlaw…BUCK EVANS! Brian makes his way over to the announce table to pick up the Television Championship when “King Of My World” starts to play. There is a mixture of cheering and booing as Ronnie McNeil, dressed in civvies, slowly walks down the aisle, sarcastically clapping the whole way.

Jarred Daniels: Uh oh, The One Man Show is making his way down to the ring, and he appears none too happy over losing the Television Championship.

William Masters: He was robbed, that’s why! The guy was clearly dominating the match, and he’s definitely one of the most fine-tuned athletes in CZW, so it’s nothing less than a travesty that he doesn’t carry that Television Championship with him.

Jarred Daniels: What’s he doing out here, though?

William Masters: Helping to jerk you off.

Jarred is rendered speechless once more as Ronnie continues to walk down toward the ring. On his way down, he meets Brian Blaze near the ring, and just stands in front of him, still clapping. Brian looks up, and tosses the TV title across his shoulder. As he’s doing that, Ronnie quickly hits him flush with an elbow, knocking him out cold.

Jarred Daniels: What a blatant cheap shot from an apparently sore loser!

William Masters: He’s just trying to make a statement here Jarred, is that REALLY so wrong?

Ronnie picks up the TV title, and puts it around his waist. He leans down to the knocked-out Blaze, and says…

RM: You got this off of my hard work. I’m just taking back what should be mine. You man enough to really earn it, face me for it, one on one, next week.

Ronnie walks off, TV title around his waist, as the medics come to attend to Brian Blaze. *****-----*****

The camera opens on most of the members of Beautiful Agony on their way back to their locker room from the catering area. Mike Monroe is talking to Brian Blaze.

Monroe: And that is why I have been wearing underwear under my gear since then.

The whole group started to laugh before Jacob Havok spoke up.

Havok: I wished Lauren would have came with us. She is part of us after all.

Tatum: That's on her. Sooner or later, she will get so skinny we will just fold her up and put her in the overhead compartment on the plane. Save us money on airfare.

They all kind of snickered as they got to the door of the BA locker room, the laughing stopped as all humor drained their faces as they saw the door to the locker room. There where the words "YOUR MOVE" written in a red liquid. Brian went to touch it to see what it was

Brian: Dude, this is blood.

The three guys looked at each other and busted the door down and they all ran into the locker room. The locker room was completely torn upside down, obvious signs of a struggle. All four of them look through the locker room, calling Lauren's name. Tatum turns around and sees a wrapped box with a garrish bow on top. It is sitting on an open folding chair.

Tatum: Guys! Take a look at this.

The three men stop where they are at and go over to the package. Jacob takes the lid off gingerly and peers inside the box. He reaches inside the box and pulls out a small tape recorder. He presses the play button and turns it up so they all can hear it. They notice that the voice on the other end is Mr. Kiljoy.

Kiljoy: I came by to borrow some sugar but seen something else that I know I will have fun with, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Havok's face turns bright red and we see a look of pure hatred on his face. He throws the tape recorder into the wall and it smashed in several pieces.

Havok: SON OF A BITCH!!! I'm gonna f**king kill him!

Before Jacob could leave, Mike and Brian grabbed him and sat him down on the chair.

Monroe: Jake, listen to me. You are not gonna help Lauren in this condition. Me and Brian are gonna go see what we can find out. I need you to stay here and make sure Tatum is ok. We will let you know what we find out. It will just be better if you stay here. Let's bounce, Brian.

Mike and Brian head to the parking lot as Jacob takes a deep breath and tries to calm down. He turns around and sees Tatum crying with her hands to her face. He walks over and sits down next to her.

Havok: It's going to be ok. We are gonna find her and destroy Kiljoy. I promise you that.

Tatum looked up at Jacob with mascara stained tears running down her face.

Tatum: It's a lot more than just that.

Jacob looked back at her, slightly confused.

Havok: What do you mean?

Tatum: You mean you don't know?

Jacob shook his head no.

Havok: Know what? What the hell is going on?

Tatum: Lauren...

Tatum takes a deep breath and lets it out

Tatum: ...is my baby sister. I didn't want anybody else to know.

Jacob looks at her wide eyed.

Tatum: Nobody else knew, except Mike. That's only because we grew up together. I didn't want anyone to compare us just because we are sisters. Don't be pissed of at us. It's nothing against you guys.

Tatum begins to cry on Jacob's shoulder. Jacob puts his arms around her to comfort her.

Havok: Don't worry. we will find Lauren and we will make sure that nothing will happen to you. I promise you that.

*****-----*****

-=- TAG TEAM MATCH -=- (Team 2-8_1) GREGORY GRANTHAM & JERAN HUDSON vs. CAGE STRYKER & BRYAN McNALLY *****-----*****

TOWERS: Ladies and Gentlemen, this next contest is Tag Team action and is scheduled for one fall.

DANIELS: Yeah, what an interesting event we have here, first off we have the come back match for Cage Stryker, a former CZW Television Champion, he has been out for some months now, but after many appearances in the Combat Zone, he is finally getting back into the ring.

MASTERS: And it is about time, I was beginning to get worried, I was thinking he may be after our jobs, what with never being in the ring.

DANIELS: Well he is after one thing and one thing only it seems, the X Division Title. It seems as thought the X Title has been desired by many big characters over the past few weeks, Jeran Hudson, Bryan McNally, Cage Stryker, the former champion Jacob Havok, but amazingly it was the total new comer, Mr. Kiljoy who won the belt at Volatile Day.

MASTERS: Yeah we don’t know much about this Mr. Kiljoy, but we sure as hell know he is tough, sick, and well…a damn clown.

DANIELS: And Bryan of course with a shot any time within the next year, Jeran apparently earning contendership rights after beating Krimzon Blaze for the former President, Jesse Montana.

MASTERS: And I guess Cage has earned one just by coming down and writing in his little note book heh?!

DANIELS: Not necessarily, but who knows who gets the next shot, all we know is that tonight may shed some light on the situation, as the dominating 2-8_1 competes against an unusual pairing of Cage Strker and Briefcase winner, Bryan McNally.

‘Deep (Filthy Saturated Remix)" by Nine Inch Nails now plays on the stereo system. Jeran Hudson, Gregory Grantham and Leah Kimara all come out, standing on the top of the stage as the fans quickly react to them with boos.

TOWERS: Introducing first, from the team 2-8_1, being accompanied by Leah Kimara, both hailing from Houston, Texas, at a combined weight of 490 lbs…The Future and the Graduate…JERAN HUDSON & GREGORY GRANTHAM!

The team slowly walk down to the ring, Leah in front, Grantham and Hudson even slower as they stare at as many fans as possible, trying to strike their dominance over the arena. Leah steps onto the apron as she poses, the cameramen all over her. Jeran now reaches them as he shoves them aside, Grantham actually shoving one to the ground as both men step inside the ring, Leah now waiting on the outside.

MASTERS: What a treat to have the beautiful Leah out at ringside with us. I guess I can’t expect any more than that with you by my side, I mean Leah would probably rather sit in the crowd next to these filthy Texans than you, Jarred.

DANIELS: I don’t care where she sits, she can sit out in the cold for all I care, she is a cheat, just like Jeran and Gregory are. Team 2-8_1 maybe very talented and psychically domineering, but they have bad attitudes.

MASTERS: They have smart minds, they plan, they scout, they are like a pack of wolves, and if you don’t be too careful Jarred, your big mouth may one day be your downfall, wolves love a Jarred Daniels for breakfast.

DANIELS: You one sick puppy William. And of course Jeran will want to once again prove that he is worthy of the X Title here tonight.

MASTERS: Worthy?! He is trying to figure out if the X Title is worthy of him. Jeran wants to take it to the heights it deserves to be, back when it was owned by El Pablo, Eddie Rowan, not this joker Mr. Kiljoy.

DANIELS: Well we don’t know much about this Mr. Kiljoy, only that these four men excluding Grantham are desperate for his Title.

MASTERS: Grantham deserves the World Title, however as 2-8_1 are SO dominant, it just so happens the World Title is on a fellow 2-8_1 member.

DANIELS: Well that may not be popular here, and it is surprising, these men are in their home state here tonight, however these fans are all over them.

MASTERS: These fans are true Texans, Grantham and Hudson, their a higher breed.

‘Suddenly Ladies and Gentlemen by Saliva begins to play as the fans begin to cheer, especially when they see Cage Stryker come out onto the stage with Sirena Starr, standing alongside the monstrous Bryan McNally.’

TOWERS: And their opponents being accompanied by Sirena Starr…hailing from places such as Hollywood, California and Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at a combined weight of 548 lbs…Representing the Whole Damn Show…The Ripper…BRYAN McNALLY…and making his return…High Definition…CAGE STRYKER!

The trio make their way down, Sirena bouncing off in front as Cage sees Bryan staring at her behind, his eyes wide open as he licks his lips, he then looks up at Cage as they then look at each other, Bryan frowning then looking back at the backside of Sirena.

MASTERS: Ohhh now we have two divas out here, right in front of my eyes, I am now spoiled for choice.

DANIELS: Like a kid in a candy store, William.

Cage and Bryan step inside the ring, all four men now inside as they look at each other, Jeran and Cage going fade to face. The two divas begin to stare each other down now too, both just inches away from each other a the fans cheer.

MASTERS: Why did the divas division get closed again?!

DANIELS: And it looks like we could have two fights out here during this match, very interesting. All four men in this match in the ring now though, the referee allowing it to begin.

- Jeran and Bryan stepping out of the ring as Grantham and Cage Stryker are the legal men, the fans now chanting for the returning High definition fighter. The referee signals for the bell as the match begins.

DANIELS: Here we go folks.

**DING DING**

- Grantham begins to walk around the ring, looking pretty confident as the fans loudly get behind the former TV Champ, Jeran now yelling toward Grantham to hurt him, Jeran’s face seeming to mutate into some lizard desperate for human blood. They finally lock up as a test of strength is seen.

MASTERS: Grantham knows Cage very well, both these guys competing against each other at the start of their CZW careers.

DANIELS: Yeah and times seems to have changed so much since then, it’s great to see them fighting once again.

- Grantham gets the clear power advantage as he stampedes Cage into the corner. The referee goes to split them up but Grantham slaps Cage right in the jaw, the4 crowd hissing and booing from that shot, Cage holding his cheek and strangely smiles, having expected something like that from Grantham.

DANIELS: Grantham with an unfair shot there, but it seems Cage doesn’t care too much.

MASTERS: Hey it is the law of the jungle, Grantham wants to personally initiate Cage back into the CZW ring, and Cage knew it was going to be tough, his first match back after such a long hiatus.

DANIELS: Cage is experienced, he knows all the tricks in the trade just like the Graduate, this could be a classic feud.

- Grantham and Cage lock up again, Grantham again with the advantage as he locks in a side headlock, his pulsating muscles on clear show to the fans who boo him. Grantham starts to lose grip as Cage throws him off, Grantham bouncing off the ropes and back towards Cage as GG knocks Cage down with ease off the shoulder block.

MASTERS: I think Grantham has clearly won the test of strength early on in this contest, hence why Cage is on the ground, and Grantham is standing tall and proud over him.

DANIELS: Yes Cage needs to use his quickness against this sort of adversary.

- Cage stands back up, beginning to warm up, feeling the strain from the early attacks. Cage now charismatically begins to stretch, some sort of static lunges.

MASTERS: What in the hell is this man doing?! Has he pulled a muscle?!

DANIELS: I believe he is playing mind games William, Grantham may claim to be intelligent, but sometimes he gets carried away, and Cage is a mater at the charismatic mind games, he is in fact the High Definition and former Television Champion.

MASTERS: Gregory is far too intelligent to fall for this.

- Immediately Grantham charges down Cage only to get taken down with a perfectly technical arm drag. Gregory gets back up, running at Cage again who this time jumps over Grantham with great athleticism, Grantham bounces off the ropes and returns back at pace, now grunting desperate to get Cage, Cage however now hits another arm drag, then locks in an arm lock.

DANIELS: What exactly were you saying Mr. Masters?

MASTERS: Well…erm…I guess that Stryker is more irritating than I gave him credit for.

DANIELS: Cage using his quickens, agility, technique and most of all, manipulation to get Grantham down there, and he has the arm lock firmly locked in here.

- Grantham gets to his knees quickly, Cage trying to keep the hold on but realizes Grantham maybe just be too strong as he lets go, Gregory getting back to his feet as these two men look each other up and down once more. They lock up but Grantham quickly gets a kick to the sternum this time, then throws Cage to the canvas with a Sambo style suplex. Gregory gets up and drives an elbow down on the back of Cage’s neck, then does it again. Grantham lifts Cage up as he hits a European uppercut, then picks Cage up as he roars with power and aggression…Grantham now holding Cage stuck in the air, blood now rushing to his head.

MASTERS: You can count to ten here Jarred, Grantham is so strong, Cage is going to have all his blood rush to his head and then DROP!!!

DANIELS: GRANTHAM WITH A HUGE VERTICAL SUPLEX!

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- Cage gets a fairly straight forward shoulder up. Grantham stays on him though as he starts to hit right hand closed fists into the forehead of Stryker, now getting more violent with his attacks. Grantham now drops another huge elbow drop of Cage as he then pulls him over towards his corner, getting the first tag of the match, Jeran entering the ring now.

DANIELS: Here it is, the first time these men have fought inside this ring, it was bound to happen as both these men are so focused on gaining an X Title shot.

MASTERS: Jeran has already gained his shot, beating Krimzon Blaze, or so I believe, Montana is a man of his word, he will give him what he deserves.

DANIELS: Hardly fair though, Bryan and Cage deserve the same chance.

MASTERS: Hey, life is not fair, I mean all you have to do is look in the mirror and view your small balding head, life is just not fair Jarred.

- Jeran takes advantage of the situation as he begins to hit his famous stomps, rotating almost around the body of his enemy, getting boots on his valuable limbs and finally one on his face. Jeran picks up Cage as he quickly smashes a forearm into his head, then hit’s a European Uppercut as Cage bounces off the ropes, Jeran now picks up Cage and drops him down, connecting with a Scoop Slam. Jeran keeps the momentum going as he now drops a leg drop, placed on the face of Cage, then a second to add even more damage.

MASTERS: I love the methodical way Jeran beats down his opponents, first take away their limbs, then take away their hope and belief, then at any second he can hit that all famous Eye of Ra…

DANIELS: Yeah as we heard on the morning show Jeran was on earlier this week, he spoke about that move slightly, the movements involved, the coldness and speed of the move makes it like no other. Cage needs to find a tag out here.

MASTERS: He needs to find a new Title to fight over.

DANIELS: I doubt that, Cage has wins over many stars in the past, he just needs to find his feet here in this match, shaking off any ring rust he may have.

- Jeran is now choking Stryker illegally as the referee prizes him off, Jeran now turning on the referee as he stares him down, the fans now booing and chanting obscenities heavily.

MASTERS: Boo all you want, these two men maybe from Texas like most of these bums in the crowd, but they live in another World, this is what a successful Texan looks like and their don’t seem to be many Jarred.

DANIELS: These fans don’t see these two men as their own, they are arrogant William, these fans can’t relate to them at all.

MASTERS: Of course they can’t. because these men are winners. They have dominated since becoming the 2-8_1.

- Leah Kimara at ringside tries to shut the fans up, only making them increase with noise. Sirena begins to slam on the apron, trying to get momentum going for her man Cage Stryker, Bryan hardly caring as Cage is stuck in a headlock now locked in by Jeran. Leah walks up to Sirena as she grabs her right arm, trying to stop her from riling up the thousands of fans in attendance. Sirena then swings a right hook at Leah who hits her back, both divas now brawling on the outside as the fans go nuts. Jeran drops Cage down as he looks over the ropes, yelling at Leah.

MASTERS: Ahhh this match couldn’t be any better, now with a divas brawl, cat fight…my favorite!

DANIELS: Your not going to like this though William, the referee not only splitting them up, but I think he has just signaled for them both to leave the ringside and go backstage.

MASTERS: No…the damn party pooper.

- Both divas are separated as they walk backstage, staring at one another and exchanging words.

MASTERS: GO TO MY OFFICE GIRLS, I WILL MEET YOU THERE IN AN HOUR!

DANIELS: I doubt they can hear you William, you dirty old man.

MASTERS: Worth a try Jarred.

- Jeran now turns back towards Cage looking furious with his valet, as Cage quickly rolls him up…

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DANIELS: Cage with a small package there, nearly getting the best of Jeran.

MASTERS: Damn that referee, I was loving that cat fight.

DANIELS: Oh get over it.

- Jeran and Cage now get back to their feet, Jeran furious as he kicks Cage in the sternum, then goes for a DDT but Cage counters as he spins Jeran around…INVERTED DDT! Cage now manages to get to his feet again, not sure whether to tag out or not. Cage decides to lift Jeran back up who counters him though, hitting a jaw breaker, Cage now holding his jaw again. Jeran follows up with an equally damaging European Uppercut. Cage now stumbles over in the corner as Jeran tags out to Grantham again, the two of them exchanging strategy as Grantham Irish whips Cage at the ropes, he comes back as Grantham hit’s a spinning Spinebuster, as Jeran joins in with an amazing double team maneuver, Jeran hitting a swinging neck breaker at the same time.

MASTERS: What great team work and devastating move that was, Cage should have tagged.

DANIELS: And if we look at Bryan, he is actually smiling after Cage got his with that, either resenting not getting the tag, or just loving the fact his rival for the X Title is getting demolished on his come back.

MASTERS: Who knows what is going on in that big head of his.

- Grantham went for the cover but Cage kicked out after one, surprisingly. Grantham now locks in some sort of bare hug type maneuver, both men in a lying down position.

DANIELS: Grantham now squeezing all the life out of Stryker.

MASTERS: And Gregory wrapping those arms around you is life two tree trunks getting the better of you.

- Cage finds energy from some hidden source as he gets to his knees, the fans now loudly cheering him on, pleading for him to get out of this hold. Grantham allows him to get to his feet as Cage starts to walk his way towards Bryan, who reaches out with his long arm. Cage is fingertips away, in serious agony as all of a sudden, Jeran Hudson comes diving into the ring and knocks the seven footer off the apron.

MASTERS: Fantastic team work there, so intelligent.

DANIELS: Or downright illegal.

MASTERS: Nothing is illegal here you…you…vast slug.

- Grantham now hits Cage with a huge RELEASE GERMAN SUPLEX…Gregory scurrying to get the cover…

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- Grantham goes back on Cage now as he locks in the same bare hug type move. The fans begin to get anxious now as they boo the events, chanting ‘you suck’ towards the 2-8_1, Jeran stands on the apron with a smirk or arrogant grin on his face.

MASTERS: These fans are delusional, Jeran and Gregory don’t suck, they are the future of CZW!

DANIELS: They are irritating these fans heavily here tonight though.

- Cage now gets another resurgence as he gets to his feet, now hitting Grantham with elbows to the head, Grantham lefts go as Cage runs off to the ropes, bounces off as he flies at Grantham with a leaping body press…Grantham catches him though…

DANIELS: Caught in mid air…OH MY…SPINEBUSTER…

NO…COUNTER…CAGE WITH A MUCH NEEDED DDT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: These fans have just exploded, what has happened here?!

DANIELS: The match has just possibly turned around.

- Cage is trying to get the tag now, the fans knowing he must do so. Grantham already has the tag made to Jeran though as Cage feels no energy, but in one last bolt of adrenaline, he jumps up and tags in the seven footer, the whole arena bursting with cheers.

DANIELS: Business is about to pick up here.

- Bryan comes in as Jeran stops dead, almost not knowing what to do against the Ripper. Bryan then takes him off his feet as he hit’s a clotheslines, Jeran almost seeing the World at all angles as he hit’s a 360. Bryan now grabs Grantham back into the ring as he lifts him up with one hand, making the near 250 pounder look like a puppet. McNally hit’s a he choke slam on Grantham as he rolls out of the ring. Jeran now lifting Jeran back up as he tries to find his footing, but to no success as he quickly walks into a Sidewalk slam from the seven foot Ripper.

MASTERS: This man is no human, he is a damn monster.

DANIELS: The complexion of this match ahs quickly turned around, and hear Bryan roar, the whole arena shakes as he does that roar, I think he is hyped up.

- Grantham now tries to attack McNally, slightly unwisely as Bryan in a fit of rage lifts Gregory up above his head, and in one amazing move, throws Grantham over the top rope with an outstanding Gorilla Press.

MASTERS: Watch out Jarred, he nearly landed on us, this man is insane.

- Bryan has the who arena on their feet now as he lifts Jeran up, signalling for the end. Jeran though silences everyone as he cowardly low blows Bryan, taking the big man down to his knees.

DANIELS: What a disgraceful move out of desperation by the ‘Future’.

MASTERS: I can’t really blame him, it’s anything goes Jarred, and even giants have their own weakness.

- Jeran now stumbles back to his feet as he shakes off the previous attacks. His eyes roll into the back of his head as he begins to see the events in slow motion, the roaring from the fans go into the back of his mind as the voices now come to the forefront, the voices now talking to him as he drops…sweat pours down his face…he waits…like a predator…all he can feel now is the beating of his own heart, he senses blood. As the events seem to traveling slow motion, Jeran leaps up, the voices now laughing as they see Jeran Hudson take down the seven foot Ripper, Bryan McNally, the whole arena left in shock at the speed of his move. The events now seem normal speed again as Jeran can hear the fans again.

DANIELS: EYE OF RA…EYE OF RA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: Simply amazing.

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PINFALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TOWERS: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS BY WAY OF PINFALL…HUDSON AND GRANTHAM…TEAM 2...8...1!!!!!!!

DANIELS: I am stunned, what an impact that move causes, in one second it can be all over. And as Jeran celebrates, Gregory joins him, holding his ribs after that brutal move from McNally.

MASTERS: He may have been through a war, but like always, they win, Team 2-8_1 keeping their dominance alive.

DANIELS: And it’s good to see Cage here help Bryan up, sportsmanship is good to see here in CZW and we c…WAIT…OH MY GOD!!! OUT OF NO WHERE…BRYAN HITS CAGE WITH A BICYCLE KICK!!!!!!

MASTERS: And his comeback match has not gone the way he wanted it to, and this feud over the X Title at the end of the tunnel is far from over.

DANIELS: Bryan smiles as he looks down at Cage who lies on the canvas, what a match that was. We will be back shortly folks.

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Karl Jackson, still clad in his charcoal gray suit, is sitting with his head in his hands, in front of a wall covered in posters of CZW and Jesse Montana. He looks up, his eyes red and his bottom lip trembling.

Jackal: I just can't believe it Jesse. What kind of a man uses barbed wire to choke a guy out and then claim it as a victory... You know what I don't care anymore about Volatile Day... all I care about is getting back my Intercontinental title. It was everything to me... now... I have nothing. I'm just another shmuck former champ, like Maynard O'Toole.... like El Pablo... like Jesse... err... Jay... errr... Jeran Hudson.

Jesse: Jeran isn't a former champion.

Jackal: Well whatever!!! I want my belt back and I am not going to leave Ace frigging King alone until I get it... in actual fact Jesse you must owe me a favor by now. How about you make that match... Karl Jackson versus Ace King.

The Jackal then holds his throat.

Jackal: Just give me a little time to get my neck better first... shit I can still feel those barbs digging into my Adam's apple even now. I am going to hurt that piece of crap, I am going to cripple him!!!

The Jackal stands up and grabs a TV monitor of Jesse Montana's desk causing Jesse to immediately stand up. The Jackal is about to throw it but Jesse stops him...

Jesse: Whoa Jacko... calm down will you!

The Jackal places the monitor down softly now as he sits back down on the desk of Montana. Jesse now wipes his forehead, swiping off the sweat that has built up on his head, a look of relief on his face as he places a hand on the shoulder of the Jackal.

Jesse: If you just calm down, and listen to me here, you may be interested. You see Jacko, at the end of the night, your not going to be in this bad mood any longer, your going to turn that frown upside down...

The Jackal springs up off the desk, anxiously grabbing Montana by the collar.

Jackal: Stop talking in your silly riddles, what are you talking about?!

Jesse Montana steps away, Jackal releasing the boss as Montana stares deep into the Jackal's eyes.

Jesse: You will find out at the end of the night Jackal, just be sure to watch carefully, and if you calm down in the mean time, I may tell you earlier than these smelly Texans, okay?

The Jackal smiles, placing his hand on the shoulder of Montana, calmness now inn the office.

Jackal: Okay Jesse...it's a deal.

The two men smile at each other as the scene fades back to ringside.

Daniels: The Jackal clearly mad here tonight, almost assaulting his partner in crime, Jesse Montana.

Masters: Everything seems to have been sorted out, Jackal just needs to put more faith in Montana, he is a genius.

Daniels: And I dread to think what Montana meant with that comment, what announcement will he make?! Anyway, next we have ourselves a tough contest, stay tuned folks.

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-=- SINGLES NON-TITLE MATCH -=- "Epitome of Technical Finesse" JUSTIN MARSHAM vs. "Human Highlight Reel" ERIC COLLUM *****-----*****

Jessica Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the following non-title contest is scheduled for ONE FALL!!

Lights dim across the arena and moments of silence pass, building the CZW fans' anticipation. Like the force of a thousand cannons, the heavy riffs of Nine Inch Nail's song "Last" obliterate the silence. Floors tremble and fans unite with excitement. Across the videotron, a single name emerges from images of war and chaos -- MARSHAM.

Dark curtains part and The Epitome of Technical Finesse, Justin Marsham, appears. Bright blue and white lights shift from the entrance -- illuminating Marsham's chiseled frame.

Towers: “Making his way to the ring, from Fort Wayne, Indiana, ‘the Epitome of Technical Finesse,’ JUSTIN MARSHAM!!”

Azure eyes peer out across the sea of CZW fans, allowing the fans' reactions to wash over him. Black pants, ornamented with yellow-colored designs, shift as he proceeds towards the squared circle. He slides in beneath the bottom rope unhindered and makes his way to the appropriate corner, his briefcase in hand.

Focused and trained -- Justin Marsham is prepared for action.

The lights in the arena go out and are replaced by multicolored flashing lasers and strobes. "Taking You Down" by Egypt Central hits the P.A. system and the fans jump to their feet with a chorus of boos. Eric Collum comes walking out onto the stage dressed for competition in wrestling trunks, knee high wrestling boots, elbow and knee pads, and a 2-8_1 T-shirt, as well as wearing the CZW World Heavyweight Championship around his waist. 2-8_1’s valet, Leah Kimara, accompanies him out to the ring.

Towers: “And his opponent, from Houston, Texas, he is the CZW WORLD Heavyweight Champion, ‘the Human Highlight Reel,’ ERIC COLLUM!!”

He continues down the ramp, his eyes focused on the ring. He ignores the jeering and insults by the fans in the front rows before climbing the steel steps to the ring apron. He looks around the arena, then steps between the middle and top ropes into the ring. He climbs to the middle turnbuckle in the nearest corner and plays to the crowd, inciting more and more boos. He takes his T-shirt off and throws it into the sea of fans, then removes his belt and holds it high before climbing down from the turnbuckle, handing it to Leah who takes it from the ring. The lights return to normal and the music dies down as Eric waits in the middle of the ring.

*ding-ding!*

Daniels: “And there’s the bell. What a treat we have tonight with this match, two AMAZING technical competitors. One is the heavyweight champion of the world, and the other has all the potential to take that title himself some day.”

Masters: “No question about it, they’re both two of the best that CZW has to offer. Say what you will about their attitudes, these guys know how to get it done in the ring.”

Daniels: “They circle each other a bit and head in for a lock-up. Marsham drops quickly and takes down the champ with a single leg takedown! He rolls over and locks in a headlock, but Collum slips out, quickly kipping up to his feet. Marsham up and Collum with a snap arm-drag! Marsham up quickly and takes down Collum with an arm-drag of his own! Collum back up and Marsham presses the attack, with a hard kick right to the thigh of the champ! And another! You can tell by the look on Collum’s face that those kicks definitely don’t tickle!”

Masters: “That’s for damn sure. Marsham has Collum against the ropes now, and sends him to the far side with an Irish whip! Collum on the rebound… BEAUTIFUL corkscrew dropkick! Marsham didn’t even see it coming! That’s why he’s the champ, Daniels!”

Daniels: “The skill and athleticism of ‘the Human Highlight Reel’ has never been in question. He picks Marsham up and rocks him with a forearm shot, setting him up for a suplex…and picture perfect execution there from Collum. He hops up and poses to the crowd who respond, predictably, with nothing but jeers. What’s this now?”

Masters: “Ha! Collum doing a little break-dancing with that leg-drop! I love it!”

Daniels: “Collum looking to be in control now, picking Marsham up and shoving him into the corner. He delivers a knee to the gut, and another, and now backs off, heading to the far corner. He gets a head of steam, handsprings and dives at Marsham with an elbow!”

Masters: “Marsham caught him! Russian leg-sweep, cobra clutch style! What an amazing counter-move!”

Daniels: “Very impressive ring presence from ‘the Epitome of Technical Finesse’ right there! That will definitely work to his advantage when he gets his shot at the Intercontinental title. Collum now attempting to pull himself up in the corner, but Marsham gives him a swift kick right to the ribs! The World Champ in a bad spot now, seated in the corner…Marsham delivering a few hard stomps to the head and then runs to the far ropes…RUNNING FACE-WASH! Dear LORD that has to hurt!”

Masters: “I’m telling you, Marsham is a future World Champ! Whether he has what it takes to derail Eric Collum, however, remains to be seen. You just can’t count the champ out, EVER!”

Daniels: “Indeed. There’s Leah Kimara on the outside, slamming the ring apron to try and get Collum back into this. Marsham gives her a glare as he pulls the champ off the mat and out of the corner, he sets him up…pumphandle….BACKBREAKER!! Marsham quickly pops up and drops down with that pendulum elbow-drop, and there’s a cover!”

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Masters: “Collum is definitely feeling it but he just showed he’s still got quite a bit of fight left in him. Marsham now heading out to the apron…it looks like he’s measuring Collum up, waiting for him to stand. He pulls back on the top rope and…slingshot! AIR MARSHAM!!”

Daniels: “SUPERKICK!! Collum with a devastating counter, using Marsham’s own momentum against him with that kick! Marsham’s head smacked right off the mat after that, which cannot be good with Marsham recently suffering that concussion!”

Masters: “He might’ve just received another courtesy of Eric Collum’s foot!”

Daniels: “Both men down, but Eric is stirring. Marsham, however, is down and out after that devastating kick! Leah cheers Eric on, as he gets to his feet…Collum suddenly bursts into a run, leaping over the prone Marsham and…springboard moonsault! There’s the cover! That should do it!!”

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Masters: “I don’t believe it! Marsham isn’t quite out of it yet! Collum looks a little surprised as well, but he presses the attack, picking Marsham up and running him head-first into the turnbuckle. Marsham now in the corner as Collum backs off, hopping up and springboarding off the middle rope with a dropkick! Marsham falls hard to the mat, rolling out onto the apron.”

Daniels: “Marsham looks dazed, trying to pull himself up on the apron. Collum again with the springboard…and he dropkicks Marsham again, knocking him off the apron and onto the floor!!”

Masters: “And it doesn’t look like the champ is finished yet! Collum out onto the ring apron…running shooting star press!! Oh, MAN, how awesome was that!”

Daniels: “Collum getting up holding his ribs a bit. He may have hurt himself as well, but nowhere near as badly as Marsham is hurting. He picks Marsham up and rolls him into the ring, climbing up to the apron and sling-shotting in with an elbow! He goes for the cover!”

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Masters: “A lucky break for Marsham there, keeping him in the match! That just goes to show you more of that ring presence we were talking about.”

Daniels: “And Collum is looking pretty flustered as well! He drags Marsham into the center of the ring, giving him a straight kick to the head! Collum now climbing to the top turnbuckle! He stands and…AERIAL REVOLUTION!!”

Masters: “MARSHAM GOT THE KNEES UP! Collum’s back and neck slam right onto Marsham’s knees and Collum is in dire straits after that counter! Look at the pain etched on his face! Both men down!”

Daniels: “We knew this would be an amazing match, but I’m not sure anyone was expecting this. Marsham pulling himself up by the ropes, Collum slowly pushing himself up to his feet, the lovely Miss Kimara cheering him on! Collum goes for a lariat, Marsham ducks…WICKED DRIVER IV!! GOOD GOD, WHAT IMPACT!! Marsham hooks both legs on the cover attempt!!”

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Masters: “Unbelievable! Marsham looks absolutely shocked, and quite frankly, so am I! Marsham drags Collum to his feet…DRAGON SUPLEX!! PIN!!”

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Daniels: “STILL Collum won’t stay down! Marsham pounds the mat in frustration, picking him back up. He sets him up for a suplex-TWIST OF FATE!! COLLUM COUNTERS WITH THE TWIST OF FATE!! Both men are down yet again!”

Masters: “Collum snuck that one in there! If he could just roll over for the cover this one could be over! What are the fans all making a fuss about now? Wait, what’s Rowan doing down here!?”

Daniels: “Eddie Rowan making his way to ringside. He waves at Leah as he paces around the ring to the opposite side. Has he come out to support Marsham?”

Masters: “More likely to distract Collum! He’s just bitter about losing to ‘the Human Highlight Reel’ for the third time!”

Daniels: “Who knows, but it looks like he’s trying to cheer Marsham on! Eddie and Leah both trying to will on the superstars in the ring! Slowly they make it to their feet, Collum with a kick, but Marsham catches it! He throws his foot down and hits a kick to the gut of his own! He grabs him for the Assassination DDT!! NO, Collum reverses with a northern lights suplex!”

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Masters: “Marsham kicks out, but Collum is up, maybe building up a second wind here! He turns and…wait, he sees Eddie now!”

Daniels: “Collum now yelling at Rowan who just smiles and waves! Eric yells for him to leave ringside, but Eddie doesn’t seem to be listening! Eddie now motioning for Eric to look behind him! There’s Marsham!! He whips Eric around…ASSASSINATION DDT!!”

Masters: “Oh my GOD! He’s got him covered!!”

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*ding-ding-ding!*

Daniels: “Marsham did it! He beat the world champ!!”

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of this contest, ‘the Epitome of Technical Finesse,’ JUSTIN MARSHAM!!”

“Last” blares out through the arena once more as Marsham celebrates his victory, posing in the corner with his briefcase. He looks down at the fallen champ one last time and heads out of the ring, heading up the ramp, basking in his victory. Back in the ring, Leah tends to Collum who has since sat up, holding his head in pain, an angry look on his face.

Daniels: “Collum does NOT look happy after that!”

Masters: “Who would be? Eddie Rowan cost him that match! Speaking of Rowan, he’s in the ring…and he’s got Collum’s belt!”

Daniels: “The crowd here in Amarillo cheers loudly as Eddie stands in the ring, looking down at the World Heavyweight Title in his hands! Collum gets up and turns to him, and if looks could kill, Eddie would be dead twice over! Eddie returns Eric’s stare, a bit of a smirk on his face and…he’s offering Eric his belt!”

Masters: “He’s playing with fire, Daniels! Collum snatches the title quickly from him and…WHOA! Collum shoves Rowan hard, yelling at him for his interference!”

Daniels: “Technically all he did was come out to watch, but no question that it was a deciding factor in that bout! The fans cheer loudly; it looks like they want a fight! Eddie glares back at Collum…this could explode at any second! Eddie now…leaves!!”

Masters: “He doesn’t want to be embarrassed again by ‘the Human Highlight Reel!”

Daniels: “Whatever his reasoning, cooler heads prevailed and Eddie now leaves the furious World Champion in the ring. They stare down as Eddie backs up the ramp, Collum raising his title high in the ring.”

Suddenly – from out of nowhere – Chris Ross rolls into the ring. Marsham is oblivious to his arrival and is caught completely off guard as Ross takes him down, clipping Marsham’s left knee with a hammer.

DANIELS: Now what is this all about?!

The camera catches sight of the weapon as Ross walks over to grab a microphone. Marsham writhes in agony, holding his knee on the ground.

Ross: Mr. Marsham... I see you haven't brought my money yet. That is okay though. I just want this to be a little reminder. You have one week to bring me my money... Or else Mr. Black will sleep with the fishes.

Justin Marsham tries to stand up with the support of the ropes. Ross smiles amused as he cracks him right in the ribs with the hammer. Marsham collapses to the ground again and Ross drops the hammer. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a business card and lays it in front of Marsham.

Ross: That's my card... Call that number whenever you get my money! Lines are always open...

With those words said, Ross casually leaves the ring handing business cards out to fans as he walks up the ramp.

DANIELS: Everything is happening here, and as we thought, Marsham and Ross are still feuding, strongly. MASTERS: Of course they are, Ross has kidnapped one of Marsham’s friends, and wants money from him, how can they not feud?! He even said his friend will be sleeping with the fishes! This man is a Cosa Nostre member, Jarred! DANIELS: We’ve got to go to a break, stay with us here on CZW Overdrive!”

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We cut to the back, where the Intercontinental Champion, Ace King, is walking down a hallway lined with white walls and the sporadic blue door on either side. Ace has an old school 5 Star Gamblers t-shirt on with the IC title resting over his right shoulder. His shoes click the ceramic tile floor on every step. Out of nowhere, Big Nasty comes up from behind and hits Ace in the back of the neck with a forearm, causing Ace to fall to the floor. Nasty stomps the champ 1….2…….3…..4…5 times. An elbow from Nasty, and he mounts Ace and proceeds to club him with huge rights and lefts. Ace starts bleeding, and Nasty picks the Gambler up. Nasty leans the champ up against the wall, and grabs the belt. SMASH! Nasty hits Ace in the face with the title, and Ace crumples to the floor. Nasty doesn’t let him stay long and he sets Ace up for the Nasty Slam. From out of a door just behind Nasty Buck Evans comes out and pulls Ace out of Nasty’s arms. Nasty, stunned, can’t block a right from Buck, and then another one sends the big man backwards down the hallway. Nasty doesn’t come back seeing that Ace is back on his feet and pissed. Buck picks up the IC title and puts it back on Ace’s right shoulder before the Outlaw walks away and we cut back to ring side.

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-=- SINGLES MATCH W/MANAGER -=- "The OGT" MAYNARD O'TOOLE w/BRIAN DAMAGE vs. SHAWN WATERS w/JESSE MONTANA & IMPALER *****-----*****

DANIELS: What a disgusting act that was we just witnessed.

MASTERS: I know, how dare Buck interfere in Big Nasty’s business yet again, Jarred!

DANIELS: What?! I am talking about the sneaky attack Nasty made on the new IC Champ, Ace King, and if it wasn’t for Buck, who knows what would have happened to our champion.

MASTERS: Exactly, damn that Buck. Anyway, Ace now knows it is a risky game being champion, there are people after you wherever you turn.

DANIELS: I think Ace knows what it is like to be champion, you really don’t need to tell him.

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TOWERS: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall, entering first, lets welcome the former CZW President, the Sensation Jesse Montana along with his associate, Impaler…

MASTERS: The best way to start any contest I would say.

DANIELS: I don’t even see why they need to be out here, and Impaler, I find it sickening he is just being used to be Montana’s slave.

‘For Whom the Bell Tolls’ begins to play. The fans stand up, not out of appreciation though, more out of enjoyment to boo the Sensation, and his large associate, Impaler. As they walk out onto the ramp, Jesse Montana is clearly shouting orders at the mammoth Impaler. He seems unaffected as he powers down the ramp, shutting up the crowd as they fall silence due to his intimidating presence. Jesse Montana then walks down, his head up high, chomping on his now tasteless stick of gum.

MASTERS: This Impaler should stick around here more often, he managed to silence these annoying people all around the arena, something I have pleaded for someone to do for months.

DANIELS: Yes and Impaler certainly is a powerful force, but being used as Montana’s…well…his bitch, William.

MASTERS: Hey, bitch is not the right word to use, more like his…well…erm…actually yeah he is Montana’s bitch, and WHAT A BITCH HE IS!!!

DANIELS: Scary, just scary. And as I said previously, why not have this match a straight up one on one encounter?! Why have Brian Damage out here, and why have Jesse Montana and Impaler out here?!

MASTERS: It adds to the encounter, I mean who doesn’t want to see a brawl between Brian and Jesse on the outside, while Mayo fights his former partner Shawn Waters on the inside?!

DANIELS: Montana clearly has a plan here, and Brian and Maynard could be in some trouble. Shawn of course now working for Montana…

MASTERS: No as he said this past week, he is not working for him, it is a business deal, he beat Krimzon Blaze, he gets a World Title shot…or something like that.

DANIELS: Okay, then what has this got to do with Montana?! This has not got anything to do with Krimzon, and as we saw earlier, that feud is explosive at the moment, but I honestly have no clue why Montana feels the need to watch this match so closely.

MASTERS: Maybe he enjoys watching wrestling, like us, Jarred, ever think of that, my God, your acting like Sherlock Holmes again, remember what I told you, when you read those books can you please not take them so damn seriously.

‘Suddenly 4 Words by Bullet for my Valentine begins to play, suddenly kicking the arena into a mass of even more boos, high powered towards the stage. Shawn Waters comes out, acting charismatic as usual, however clearly doing this to ignite more anger within the Texas fans.

TOWERS: Making his way to the ring, weighing in at 225 lbs and hailing from Sydney, Australia…SHAWN WATERS!

Shawn Waters now begins to walk down, pointing to Jesse Montana saying ‘stay out of this one old man’. Impaler suddenly steps in the way of Shawn as he stops, now looking at the huge frame of Impaler. Shawn then chuckles as he rubs Impaler’s head like a dog, then walks past laughing, Impaler furious but Montana yells at him to keep calm. Waters now climbs into the ring as he starts leaning on the ropes, looking at the fans, placing his hand up around his nose to signal how they stink of crap.

DANIELS: This guy is so disrespectful, I mean what has happened to this man over the past few weeks. He was loved by these fans, and now he is back to acting like well…Jesse Montana.

MASTERS: there is nothing going on between Jesse and Shawn, God your not only like Sherlock Holmes, your also like a scum bag reporter.

DANIELS: I don’t exactly trust anything Waters says anymore, what he did to his apparent friend Krimzon was downright despicable, this man does not know the meaning of friendship.

MASTERS: It sounded like he had a very clear view this past week, noticing what friendships like he had with Blaze, Ace and El Pablo was really all about. These men only care about themselves, using Shawn to gain their popularity, and Shawn has simply said, what about him, he has to focus on himself Jarred.

DANIELS: So you think Montana only used Waters for his own personal gain?!

MASTERS: Err…no…did I say that you soggy worthless monstrosity, are you totally incapable of hearing?! Montana helped Waters through his debut days and turned him into a superstar, Waters should owe his damn life to this man Jesse Montana.

DANIELS: *Cough* Hypocrite *Cough*

‘Suddenly the arena explodes into cheers, louder cheers than ever heard before for the Tool, Maynard O’Toole. Symphony of Destruction by Megadeth sends the fans into a frenzy as Maynard comes out, clearly hyped up about his match as he sends the fans into an adrenaline stampede.

MASTERS: Look at these damn greasy Texans, looks like their having violent fits, should we call the EMT’s out here?!

DANIELS: I think their moshing, William.

MASTERS: Mosh-ing?! You must be wrong Jarred. I like a good mosh myself and that is not moshing, I find moshing to be a light trickle of foot stomping and minor hip movements, it’s so relaxing…

DANIELS: Yes…oh I must be sooooo wrong…and your sooooo right…I forgot that you were the hip one of us. *Cough* Loser *Cough*

MASTERS: Oh really Mr. Daniels, you must get that rather blasted cough dealt with.

Maynard is now half way down the ramp as he weighs up his chances, being surrounded by three men who would happily dissect his body. Maynard then turns around as he waves for Brian Damage, the CZW President to arrive.

DANIELS: Here he is, the CZW President, and the man who may have just saved CZW form the evil clutches of Montana.

MASTERS: Evil?! Montana is just a clever businessman, Brian is a little boy, you will see when your out on your ass, bankrupt like your lover Brian Damage, where there will be me, living the life of luxury with Jesse Montana and the rest of the intelligent folk.

Maynard and Brian walk down the ramp, now transferring a few words, Maynard still feeling confident, Brian a little more stressed.

TOWERS: And introducing now, being accompanied by the CZW President, BRIAN DAMAGE…he weighs in at 255 lbs and hails from Fayetteville, North Carolina…the OGT…MAYNARD O’TOOLE!!!

Brian is left on the outside, Jesse Montana staring a deep hole full of hatred through him, Maynard now in the ring.

DANIELS: So here we are, Shawn and Maynard now in the ring together. Maynard yet to pick up a win this year in 2009, Shawn Waters on the same foot, however he has not had a match this year.

MASTERS: And what a long way down it must be for Maynard, being the World Champion at the end of 2008, then not winning a single match since, losing the belt and his momentum.

DANIELS: He will certainly be looking to get back to winning ways here tonight, but his chances don’t look good, Montana could be very influential in this match.

The referee signals for the bell, both men ready for action, Impaler and Montana on the outside, standing directly opposite to Brian Damage, who is already shouting encouragement to the OGT, Maynard O’Toole.

**DING DING**

- Maynard looks at Jesse and Impaler on the outside, clearly distracted as Shawn comes in heavily with a knee to the gut, then a hard knee to the face, violently taking Maynard down to the canvas. Shawn then begins to stomp on Maynard’s head, almost like he is possessed. Maynard goes to roll out of the ring but Impaler is there to push him back in, Jesse Montana giving Impaler a nod of approval. Shawn then lifts Mayo yup, hitting him hard in the jaw with a European Uppercut, then drives Maynard’s head straight back down to the canvas with a DDT.

MASTERS: It’s been a while since I have seen Waters fight with this much intensity, and well…lack of compassion for his opponent.

DANIELS: Yeah eh seems to want to make an impression on his first match back here, Maynard desperate to get a win this year.

MASTERS: It’s going to be hard to turn his luck around against this man, Shawn Waters.

- Shawn Waters looks down at Montana, Impaler and Brian, making sure all eyes are on him as he lifts Maynard up again, pushing him into the corner like he is some kin of rookie. Shawn walks arrogantly up to him but suddenly Maynard explodes with lefts and rights, Maynard now Irish whips Shawn to the ropes, he bounces off as Mayo ducks down, Shawn hitting him square in the mouth, then runs eventually connecting with a double knee face breaker, Maynard now holding his face as Shawn covers.

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MASTERS: It looks like Shawn is focusing on the face of Maynard O’Toole, I don’t know if that is because he is jealous of his looks, or just simply likes making people ugly, but Shawn is one vicious competitor right now.

DANIELS: A whole new personality, Shawn feels he works best on his own, apparently not aligned at all with Montana, not sure if we can trust that but Shawn seems adamant about it.

MASTERS: If he was aligned with Montana, then think of how dominating they would be, remember back to Upstarts, they were undefeated as a tag team.

DANIELS: Yes I think I heard that from someone before…a thousand times!

- Shawn gets up, now slapping the back of Maynard’s head, pushing him to rise up, irritating the fans even more. Brian Damage now begins to bang on the apron treeing to get Maynard’s momentum up.

MASTERS: Why is this white haired fool making a show of himself, it’s clear Maynard couldn’t give a damn about him, he is just here for support, but Maynard is probably getting distracted by his florescent stupid hair. Brian should…

DANIELS: It was Montana who made this damn match, it’s not hardly Brian’s fault.

MASTERS: He is doing no body any good just drumming on the apron like that like some sort of zombie rock band member.

- Maynard stands up, Shawn kicking him, more like pushing his foot into the mouth of Maynard, pushing him back to the ground. The fans now are getting more and more frustrated, Jesse now smiling, wanting Maynard to get as much punishment as possible. Maynard finally reaches his feet as Shawn hits another European Uppercut, then takes Maynard down, trying to turn him over for the Waterboard, however Maynard quickly powers him off as Shawn gets thrown to the ground. Maynard and Shawn back up now as they go fist to fist, Maynard getting the better as he Irish whips Shawn at the ropes, Shawn comes back at pace as Maynard stands tall ready for him and…

MASTERS: AHHH!!! DEATH VALLEY DRIVER!!!

DANIELS: And the match can change around just like that, great strength shown by the former World Champ.

- Jesse Montana holds his head in his hands as Maynard gets a cover.

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- Maynard stands back up, almost expecting the kick out. Maynard grabs Shawn as he gets to his feet barely, Maynard now lifting Shawn up and dropping him with a high impact Full Nelson Slam. Maynard now runs at the ropes, looking to attack the downed Shawn Waters, Jesse Montana however pulls on Maynard’s foot as Maynard looks down, growling at the Sensation who smirks. Suddenly Brian Damage walks around and gets right up into the face of Jesse. Jesse Montana pushed Brian Damage who retaliates, pushing Montana back.

MASTERS: AHHH…NOW WE HAVE OUR STAFF FIGHTING!!

DANIELS: I guess Brian couldn’t take any more of Montana’s interferences.

MASTERS: What interferences?! Brian Damage is a hot head just like his old man.

- Impaler now suddenly steps in front of Brian Damage who steps back, gulping a little more shaken now. Suddenly though Maynard O’Toole…

DANIELS: YES!! MAYNARD JUST HIT IMPALER WITH A BASEBALL SLIDE…SAVING THE BOSS!

MASTERS: Maynard may have saved his boss…but WATCH OUT MR. TOOL!!!

- From behind Shawn Waters springs up to his feet in fine style, Maynard turning around only to walk into the…

WHACK!!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: BRAINWASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: Keep your eye on your opponent at all times, that should be his motto from now on.

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TOWERS: HERE IS YOUR WINNER…SHAWN WATERS!

DANIELS: Shawn Waters has taken this one, his first match back in 2009 and he has beat the former World Champion.

MASTERS: Maynard’s long losing streak continues, and look at Impaler, he seems mad here now. Jesse Montana signals Impaler to attack Maynard.

DANIELS: OH NOW WHAT?!

- Impaler climbs into the ring enraged, picking up a near unconscious Maynard O’Toole. Impaler suddenly hits him dead center in the ring with the Legacy Driver, destroying Maynard upon impact.

DANIELS: Was that really needed?!

MASTERS: Maynard started it, Impaler finished it…simple as that.

Shawn stands up, hand raised as Maynard lays on the ground, Impaler now walking off up the ramp, strangely having left Jesse Montana behind. Brian goes to check on Maynard as Jesse Montana climbs into the ring. He shakes Shawn’s hand and instructs Shawn to begin beating down on Maynard and even Brian Damage.

MASTERS: Looks like the CZW President may have his career ended sooner than we ever thought.

DANIELS: Surely Shawn is not thinking of this, besides, I thought Shawn was not working for Montana!

Shawn watches on as Montana walks up to the two men. After a while contemplating, Jesse gets anxious as he looks back at Shawn, now yelling at him to attack the two men, Jesse pushing Shawn now, pointing at the two men, signalling Shawn to attack Maynard and Brian. Shawn smirks. He gets right in Maynard’s face and slaps him once...before turning and spearing an unsuspecting Montana. Shawn then rolls to the outside, leaving Maynard with Brian. Shawn nods. He then glares at the rising Montana...

Waters: I’m no one’s bitch! I did what I needed to do...I won the match...but don’t get me involved with your little rivalry...I could care less!

Shawn walks to the back, a still mostly negative response thrown his way...

MASTERS: What a deranged man, he could have had it all back, being with the most powerful man in CZW, but no…he is a loner now.

DANIELS: He is on his own, that is how he wants to be, I can’t approve of the things he has done, but at least he is not deluded enough to join a man like Montana.

MASTERS: Your deluded, Jarred.

DANIELS: Well we will be back shortly folks, for the big one, the MAIN EVENT! Don’t go anywhere.

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~~ MAIN EVENT ~~ -=- CZW TOWER OF POWER QUALIFYING MATCH -=- "Rated E for Everyone" EDDIE ROWAN vs. "Five Star Superstar" EL PABLO *****-----*****

DANIELS: Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen and what a show we have had tonight and it’s not over yet. We are just about ready for the main event of the evening.

MASTERS: Indeed, Jarred, it’s the tower of power qualifying match between “Rated E for Everyone” Eddie Rowan and “The Five Star Superstar” EL Pablo.

TOWERS: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is set for one fall and it is to determine who will advance to Road to Glory II in the Tower of Power match.

"Rebel Rebel" by David Bowie blasts through out the arena and the fans go nuts as El Pablo makes his way from the back.

DANIELS: Here comes the former world heavyweight champion, the five star superstar, El Pablo and he would love to win this match, putting him in the tower of power match at Road to Glory II.

MASTERS: Yes but he has a huge road block in front of him tonight in Eddie Rowan.

TOWERS: Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred, five pounds, he hails from Portsmouth, England…..he is the FIVE STAR SUPERSTAR…..EL PABLO!!!!

DANIELS: There he is, El Pablo is in the ring acknowledging the cheering crowd and what a show of aerial expertise we are about to witness.

"Doomsday Clock" by Smashing Pumpkins blares through the speakers as Eddie Rowan makes his way out to a mixed reaction of boos and cheers from the fans.

MASTERS: Now here is my pick to win this match and quite possibly also win the tower of power match at the pay per view.

TOWERS: Making his way to the ring, also weighing in at two hundred, five pounds, hailing from Seattle, Washington….he is RATED E FOR EVERYONE…..EDDIE ROWAN!!

DANIELS: Rowan is in the ring now and El Pablo walks right up to Eddie. He is face to face with the very man who ended his X Title streak. The referee has called for the bell and it’s time to start the match.

DING! DING! DING!

DANIELS: Here we go now, each man is circling the other, sizing each other up. Both men hook up now, Eddie whips Pabs into ropes, here comes Pabs off the rebound, Eddie with a standing drop kick but Pabs stops in his tracks and Eddie falls to the mat. Pabs with an elbow drop but Eddie rolls out of the way, Eddie bounces off the ropes and here he comes with a rolling thunder but Pabs rolls out of the way this time, now Eddie is on the mat as Pabs executes a quick leg drop but Eddie rolls out of the way. Eddie quickly stands back to his feet and both men face each other in a fighting stance as the crowd goes nuts. These two men are very familiar with each other, each man as quick as the other. What a show of athleticism.

MASTERS: I agree but one of these men HAS to win this match even if it takes all night. Pabs rushes Eddie with a spear attempt but Eddie ducks said attempt and launches Pabs into the ring post. Pabs comes staggering back out and Eddie grabs Pabs and is setting up for the Evenflow, THIS COULD BE OVER RIGHT HERE!! NO!! Pabs counters it into a reverse DDT. Pabs goes for the cover…

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DANIELS: Oh so close, Eddie almost walked out of here in victory but Pabs would not let that happen. Pabs is back to his feet now, in the corner of the ropes, waiting for Eddie to stand up. Eddie is back to his feet now, he runs at Pabs and jumps but Pabs ducks out of the way and Eddie hits the top rope. OH MY GOD…EDDIE ROWAN JUST LANDED ON THE TURNBUCKLE, THE WRONG WAY! I think he just hit a C note with that landing.

MASTERS: Indeed, Jarred, to say the least. Pabs drop kicks Eddie in the back and now Eddie is stuck in the tree of woe.

DANIELS: This does not bode well for Mr. Rowan. Pabs is licking his chops at the sight of Eddie Rowan now. Pabs backs up and rushes Eddie…BASEBALL SLIDE!!! OH! TREE OF WOE BASEBALL SLIDE!!!

CROWD: XTC! XTC! XTC! XTC! XTC! XTC!

DANIELS: These fans are loving every minute of this match and I don’t blame them. Eddie falls down off the turnbuckle and is writhing around on the mat. Pabs sees an opportunity and climbs the turnbuckles, Pabs signals to the crowd. I think he may be going for it all here with the Pablo splash. Pabs jumps but Eddie rolls out of the way just in time as Pabs hits the mat, hard. Eddie crawls over to Pabs in desperation and throws his arm on top of him for the cover.

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MASTERS: Pabs kicks out of that pin, like I said before, this match may take all night long before we have a winner. Both men are back to their feet now, Pabs runs at Eddie but he counters with a drop toe hold.

DANIELS: Eddie flips Pabs over now and locks in the Texas cloverleaf. Pabs is locked in the middle of the ring as the referee gets in place. Pabs is fighting the submission with all his might.

MASTERS: Pabs is going to tap, he is weak. YES! Eddie Rowan is going to the tower of power match.

DANIELS: Don’t count your chickens, William.

MASTERS: *points to Jarred* That’s one, HAHA!!!

DANIELS: Good one, dick. Pabs is showing some strength now as he inches closer to the ropes and grabs on. The referee calls for the break but Eddie doesn’t let go and the referee is counting to his disqualification now.

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DANIELS: Eddie should really pay attention because Pabs is standing right behind him. Eddie turns around and gets a kick to the midsection by Pabs. Pabs then nails Eddie with a twist of fate. Pabs picks Eddie back up and hits him with a Sit out Jawbreaker.

MASTERS: Pabs is in control of this match now but the bloody idiot is not going for the cover. Does he not know he must pin Eddie to win this match?

DANIELS: William, for once, I agree with you. Pabs is now climbing the turnbuckle again but Eddie jumps to his feet. Pabs doesn’t see him as Eddie runs up the ropes and grabs Pablo. Pabs is fighting said attempt as he dives over Eddie and executes a Sunset Flip Powerbomb.

MASTERS: I have to admit Pabs is one clever little bastard but what is with this new gimmick of his I mean, I’ve always known Pabs is as quick as a mouse but this is a little ridiculous.

DANIELS: Hey, to each his own, William, to each his own. Pabs stands up now and nails a standing moonsault on Eddie and he goes for the cover.

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DANIELS: Pabs picks Eddie back and whips him into the ropes, here comes Eddie off the rebound. Eddie jumps right over Pabs, bounces off the ropes and hits him with a springboard drop kick. Eddie picks Pablo up and Pablo counters with a desperation hurricanrana, sending Eddie to the outside of the ring.

MASTERS: Eddie is back to his feet but Pabs backs up and runs toward the ropes. Pabs jumps over the top rope….

DANIELS: DIVING CORKSCREW PLANCHA ON EDDIE!!! Both men are laying on the floor on the outside of the ring now as the fans are going nuts.

CROWD: PABLO! PABLO! PABLO! PABLO!

DANIELS: These fans are eating this up, they are getting their moneys worth here tonight. Pabs is back to his feet as he grabs Eddie and launches him right into the steel steps, head first. Pabs reaches under the ring and grabs a chair as Eddie is propped up against the steel stairs. Pabs runs toward Eddie with the chair in hand…

THWACK!!!

DANIELS: Pabs just busted open Eddie with a drop kick right into Eddie’s face. That chair went crashing into the face of Eddie Rowan.

MASTERS: Come on, Eddie, you’re letting a mouse get the best of you. Pabs picks Eddie up and slides him back into the ring as the referee continues to argue with the two men.

DANIELS: Pablo climbs up on the turnbuckle and signals to the cheering crowd, I think he is going for the Pablo Plash again. Pabs leaps off the tope rope but once again, Eddie with presence of mind, rolls out of the way, sending Pabs crashing into the mat.

MASTERS: See I knew Eddie was too good for Pablo. Eddie quickly grabs Pabs and sets up for the “Ed-Vice”. Eddie trying to lock Pabs in the mouse trap of his, erm, I meant the Ed-Vice.

DANIELS: Very clever, William, Pabs counters it into a back body drop though. Pabs stands over the top of Eddie then proceeds to wiggle his tail in Eddie’s face. Eddie jumps back up to his feet in disgust as he aggressively scratches his nose. The fans are laughing hard for that one as Pabs has a huge smirk on his face.

MASTERS: What the bloody hell was that? He is trying to humiliate Eddie in front of all these fans. Eddie is livid at this point and for good reason.

DANIELS: Eddie rushes Pabs but he moves out of the way, Eddie jumps on the top rope and lunges at Pabs….720 DDT!!! EDDIE GOES FOR THE COVER!!

MASTERS: Oh it’s most certainly all over now, Daniels.

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DANIELS: SOMEHOW, SOMEWAY, PABLO KICKS OUT WITH JUST A SECOND TO SPARE! BAH GOD, WHAT A DESPERATION MOVE THAT WAS and the match continues. Eddie looks very frustrated now as he picks up Pablo and sets him up on the turnbuckle. Eddie climbs the ropes now, he now has Pablo on his shoulders and I think he is attempting the EVD.

MASTERS: This should be it right here, put the mouse to sleep, Eddie.

DANIELS: Pablo wiggles out and nails Eddie with a top rope hurricarana. Eddie hits the mat hard as Pablo climbs back up to the top. Eddie is now on his feet as Pablo does a cartwheel evasion and …

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DANIELS: SUPERKICK!!! EP FTW!!!!

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DANIELS: PABLO HAS DONE IT!!! EL PABLO!! EL PABLO!! EL PABLO IS GOIN’ TO ROAD TO GLORY II!!!!!

TOWERS: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND THE FIRST ENTRANCE INTO THE TOWER OF POWER MATCH AT ROAD TO GLORY II…..THE FIVE STAR SUPERSTAR……EL PABLO!!!!

MASTERS: Another opportunity lost for the Rated E Superstar, Eddie Rowan. And I even would have preferred Eddie to be in the Tower of Power than that weasel El Pablo.

DANIELS: It was a top class performance by both men, just like their match a few months back, this was truly main event standard here tonight, but unfortunately for Eddie, their can only be one of these men entering that immortal devise at Road to Glory.

MASTERS: Well Eddie leaves, and looking a little dejected to be honest, and El Pablo looks as though he has already won the damn World Title, he still has to go through seven other men, and THEN beat the World Champion after that!

DANIELS: He is just looking to keep the Tower of Power trophy within team XTC.

MASTERS: Do they really have a trophy for that?!

‘SUDDENLY…FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS begins to play as the whole atmosphere in the arena deteriorates into a fit of boos, even El Pablo getting in on the pantomime reaction form these fans.’

MASTERS: Oooh lucky us, we have finally our TRUE and REAL President out here, and to think, these poor fans were almost gutted, believing El Pablo would be closing the show, but once again, Jesse Montana spreads a ray of light onto Overdrive!

DANIELS: What World do you live in William? Jesse will be out here most likely, to talk about himself, demean these great fans and get his usual butt kiss from you, William Masters.

MASTERS: Your just jealous because you can’t get anywhere near his exterior.

DANIELS: Pucker up…Englishman!

‘Jesse Montana walks down the ramp like he has not only just successfully robbed a bank of all it’s cash, but also planted it into the inside of his underwear, walking with legs and arms thrashing out to either side, his head up high, a smile on his face.’

DANIELS: And what in God’s name is this man so happy about now?!

MASTERS: Does he need a reason, if you were as successful, rich, handsome and quite simply…the OPPOSITE of yourself right now, wouldn’t you have that same grin on your face?!

DANIELS: How does it smell, being just inches away from Montana’s colon?!

MASTERS: Oh you are a truly foul bad mannered man aren’t you!

‘Montana now reaches the ring where he wipes the bottom of his brand new shiny boots on the ramp matting, then makes his way into the ring, the fans booing solidly through this whole experience. El Pablo now stands, leaning on the top ropes in the corner, half pleased with his win still, half feeling an ominous sickness in his stomach whenever he sees Jesse Montana. The crowd begin to finally settle down as Jesse Montana walks over to El Pablo, appearing to congratulate him, then grab a microphone off the lovely Jessica Towers, as Montana gives her a little wink to make her day.’

MASTERS: Oh boy, we get to hear the Sensation speak…

DANIELS: When does he ever come out here and not speak, William?!

MASTERS: Quiet you ignorant buffoon.

‘The fans are pretty much quiet now, with light chants of ‘you suck’, El Pablo with a smirk on his face when he looks at the thousand of Texans, all hating the Sensation.‘

MONTANA: Yeah thank you, thank you very much. And I bet your all pretty excited, I mean what a main event that was, as you all heard, your very own Five Star Superstar is going to Road to Glory II…and yeah he is competing in the second ever Tower of Power contest…congratulations El Pablo!

The fans cheer and chant for their favorite, El Pablo however a little more reserved, believing there to be some kind of catch. Montana notices this as he smiles.

MONTANA: What’s wrong Mr. Pablo? Are you not celebrating like all of these fans around Texas? I don’t think your fully understanding the importance of this win…for this win Mr. Pablo could very well make you a Two Time World Heavyweight Champion, something no body has EVER done before…

The fans cheer as El Pablo still looks a bit confused, then whispers to Montana that Matt Stylez has actually achieved this record.

MONTANA: What? Mark Stylish? Well, yeah, I guess some cretin has done it in the past, but this is now…this is the present and CZW has never been as competitive has it is now…lets face it, the belt was pretty much dominated by…well…me the Sensation back then, not like now where several people have the opportunity. But no, the reason I say your not understanding the importance is this reason, a reason which NOBODY knows about, only me and that scum bag Brian Damage.

The fans now quiet down as El Pablo steps forward, now looking more and more intrigued by what the Sensation has to say.

MONTANA: You see I wanted something a little different for this years Road to Glory, however I needed to keep the tradition of the Tower of Power…but I have gave it a little ‘twist’ if you like. THIS YEAR…the contenders who qualify for the Tower of Power will have the opportunity to fight for the World Heavyweight Title…

El Pablo shrugs his shoulders, as to saying he already knows this. The fans get slightly impatient as they begin to boo a little.

MONTANA: Let me make it more clear…the qualifiers have a chance to fight for the CZW World Heavyweight Championship belt…

AT ROAD TO GLORY…AND IN…THE TOWER OF POWER MATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The fans go insane, cheering loudly as El Pablo steps back, keeping his eyes on Montana who nods his head, El Pablo almost looking shocked that Montana has made this announcement. El Pablo then begins to clap his hands as he grabs a microphone too, Jessica Towers getting a wink of the Five Star Superstar, making her blush.

EL PABLO: WELL…Did you hear that XTC fans…El Pablo fighting for the World Title at Road to Glory…

The fans keep up their insane cheers and chants as Montana looks around, almost a little disgusted that his announcement has made the fans so happy. El Pablo now walks up to the Sensation and stares deep into his eyes.

EL PABLO: You see Jesse Montana, I have never trusted you, maybe due to the fact you ran the former World Champion over within a couple of months of you being here, or maybe because of your dodgy left eye…or maybe it’s just down to the fact I don’t trust crooks like you…but myself, and the millions of XTC fans around the World TRUST…that you keep your word on this…and if you do…at Road to Glory…in the second installment of Tower of Power, the fans are not only going to experience ME keeping the Tower of Power title within XTC…their going to experience ME becoming the second ever TWO-TIME CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…and that Hannah…is a FIVE STAR GAR…

‘Suddenly "Taking You Down" by Egypt Central begins to play as the crowd give mixed reactions for the World Champion, plenty of booing as he cuts off El Pablo, both Montana and El Pablo now looking up the ramp as they see Eric Collum walking out, a few bruises on his face after the contest between himself and Justin Marsham, Eric holding the golden gleaming World Title, as it sits around his shoulder. Eric walks down to the ring as the fans continue to have mixed reactions, Eric not bothering as he steps inside, a microphone of his own in his hand, a deep stare filled with anger towards the former CZW President.

DANIELS: What more can happen tonight, first El Pablo wins the qualifier for the Tower of Power, sending Eddie Rowan home, then we learn that the Tower of Power this year will be FOR the World Heavyweight Title, and now…

MASTERS: And now the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION HIMSELF!!!

DANIELS: This could become explosive.

Eric Collum signals for the music to be cut as the roar of the fans is all that is left to be heard. Collum stands directly in front of both El Pablo and Jesse Montana, the microphone he holds now raised up to his mouth as he is ready to speak.

COLLUM: Well it’s always good to see Hannah Montana out here, seems like you have to either spoil every main event now a days, ether by canceling it or ruining it by showing your smug face after the match is over. I’m sure if I asked all these fans, these…FELLOW TEXAN FANS…

The fans now begin to roar with cheers and chants for the Texan, Eric Collum.

If I asked them what they would want to see more…either a match with talented stars like El Pablo…

The fans cheer greatly for the Five Star Superstar.

Or like Eddie Rowan…

The fans give a mixed response.

Or even like the World Heavyweight Champion…myself Eric Collum.

The Texan fans cheer loudly as they start chanting his name.

DANIELS: Wow, it’s a different atmosphere in Amarillo Texas than other states in the USA…these fans loving their World Champion.

MASTERS: It should be that way everywhere this man goes, however I can’t agree with him tonight, cutting off his boss and quite frankly…MAIN EVENT…Jesse Montana.

DANIELS: First of all he cut off El Pablo, and second of all, Jesse Montana is not the main event, he just seems to ruin a lot of them.

MASTERS: You charlatan.

COLLUM: Or would these fans around Amarillo, Texas prefer to see a washed up, big mouthed, chauvinistic JACKASS like you out here?!

Eric Collum steps forward right into the face of Jesse Montana as El Pablo backs away, a smirk on his face as he looks at them, then looks at the fans in a charismatic style, the fans cheering pleading for Collum to knock Montana out of the ring. Jesse Montana begins to shake with anger before finally he smiles, stepping back, Collum still staring him down.

DANIELS: I thought their was going to be a brawl right here right now.

MASTERS: No…Jesse Montana is a respectable man, he is better than that, he shouldn’t need ot stoop down to Collum’s level.

MONTANA: Okay I can see your feeling good, your in your home state, your wearing that World Title around your shoulder, quite frankly you have dominated CZW over the past few months, but Collum, SON…you should know by now, I couldn’t care less about what these fans want to see, they watch what I tell them to watch and because I am so damn intelligent…the matches I book always seem to steal all the ratings. So whether these inbred ingrates want to see me or not, their just going to have to deal with it. What is it with you Texans? Do you constantly want to be surrounded with beer swilling fools like yourself, like all of these, like YOU COLLUM…you want to be surrounded by this garbage because it makes you feel better about yourself?! Of course as soon as you see a masterpiece like me, your quickly reminded of the failures and wretched clowns that you simply are.

The fans are now in a riot of anger, booing and spitting violence towards the former President.

MONTANA: So Collum I guess you are a little upset, that in just under a month’s time, you will have to defend your World Title against seven other men, right? Am I correct?!

Collum nods his head as he says ‘your damn right I am upset’.

MONTANA: Well I can’t help that Collum, if you’re the fighting champion you say you are, you will have to just deal with it, but don’t worry, I have faith in you, and so do all of these brainless cretins around Texas. But to get your anger out, to really shake it out of your system, I am going to book you in a match next week, a match that should warm you up for the Tower of Power at the end of March…Eric, next week you will be fighting El Pablo in a Falls Count Anywhere match…so good luck, champ.

The fans cheer as Montana now steps aside, allowing the two men to leave the ring.

MONTANA: Now if you both don’t mind, I have further business to take care of. See you guys in the back, and make sure you train for that Tower match, because it’s going to be brutal.

The fans cheer for the two men, El Pablo one of the challengers at Tower of Power, and Eric Collum, the World Champion defending his Title in that Tower of Power match. Both leave the ring and exit up the ramp and off the stage, leaving Montana in the ring as the fans begin to boo.

MONTANA: So, I guess it’s just you and me again.

The fans chant ‘you suck’ as Jesse Montana cuts them off, raising his voice in anger.

MONTANA: God help me, I don’t know why I bother. Anyway, further news to report tonight, I would now like to announce and introduce to all of you, the THIRD ENTRY and SECOND CONTENDER AT THE TOWER OF POWER 2009...yeah you have all guessed it, quite simply a man who deserves all the gold in the World and a man who was SCREWED at Volatile Day…he is…KARL…THE JACKAL…JACKSON!!!! Give him your applause ladies and gentlemen, what a great man.

MASTERS: You heard the Sensation, give Karl Jackson your support, Jarred.

DANIELS: I am not showing that man anything, he could of broken my ankle earlier this evening, I should sue these men for their ridiculous behavior.

MASTERS: Sue all you want, they will make you look like the smuck that you are…and if your not going to do it, I am…

William Masters stands to his feet as Karl Jackson arrives on the stage, beginning to walk down to the ring.

MASTERS: WELCOME BACK KARL…NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN.

DANIELS: Sit down and shut up you imbecile. Your like a damn seal.

Karl Jackson reaches the ring, a large smile now on his face as he gets inside, and immediately shakes Montana’s hand, then takes his microphone as Jesse stands to one side clapping and smiling at the Jackal. The fans continue their array of booing as the Jackal begins to speak.

JACKAL: You fans can boo me all you want, but what has been the worst week in my career has just become one of the best. Now that I know that I’m in the Tower of Power, and it is for the World Championship, the Jackal has finally got his opportunity to get to the top of CZW.

The fans continue to boo as Montana and Masters clap through the Jackal’s speech.

JACKAL: I had become obsessed with the Intercontinental Title, so much so that I didn’t recognize that a man of my talent should be going for nothing other than the CZW World Heavyweight Championship. But Jesse Montana obviously realized that I am destined for the top, and I want to thank him for that.

The Jackal once again shakes the hand of Montana as they exchange a few kind words. Suddenly William Masters shoots up like he has just sat on a pin, a huge smile on his face as he claps, actually accidentally catching the face of Jarred Daniels with his large hands.

MASTERS: Yes Bravo Jackal…Bravo Mr. Jackson.

The Jackal now places the mic back to his mouth, now staring with his icy eyes down the camera.

JACKAL: I’m not going to waste anymore time worrying about you Ace King, my goal is to become the NEXT CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION…and I am sending out a warning to the other seven men in that match…that CZW’s Most Dangerous Man will achieve that goal and there is nothing that El Pablo…or even the current World Champion Eric Collum can do about it.

The crowd are now relentless with their boos as the Jackal throws the mic back at Jessica Towers, not receiving any wink from him, as she sits back down dejected. Jesse Montana and the Jackal go to leave the ring, patting each other on the back with huge smiles on their faces…

MASTERS: What a great announcement and a deserved contender this man will be.

DANIELS: Are you kidding, how is it fair that he gets into the Tower of Power free and people like El Pablo, a former World Champion, has to qualify?!

MASTERS: Simple, without the Jackal in this match, it would be basically receive no viewers. It is all about business Jarred, don’t you understand that!

Jesse Montana and the Jackal are walking up the ramp when suddenly…

‘Here comes the money’ begins to play…the fans roaring with cheers, Montana and Jackal looking like they have both just swallowed sour grapes.

DANIELS: OH I UNDERSTAND BUSINESS ALRIGHT…AND YOU KNOW WHAT…SO DOES THIS MAN…THE CZW PRESIDENT…BRIAN DAMAGE!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: Blasted fool, damn this man, this is Montana’s company not his!

DANIELS: It is in the Damage name, it is his company William, Jesse just works for him.

The fans love the arrival of Brian Damage as he stands at the top of the ramp with a microphone in his hand and a smile on his face. The music stops quickly as Brian begins to speak, just letting the fans finish cheering first.

DAMAGE: Oh Jesse, how long is it going to take for you to finally realize, your NOT the CZW President any longer…I AM! But I thank you for one thing, at least your little announcement amused me and the others backstage. I mean who do you and Karl think you are?!

Jesse and Jackal step forward, incensed as Jesse screams out that he is the CZW President, Karl screaming out that he is the rightful IC Champion, the fans still chanting the immortal words, ‘you tapped out‘.

DAMAGE: It seems to be what we have here is a senile washed up former CZW President, and a bald rabid quitter, both making these Texas fans here tonight cringe with sheer hatred for the two of you. The fact is, your not only wrecking the main events, your wrecking my show, and now not only that, but you take it upon yourself to make decisions that you can’t make.

The fans continue to chant for Brian as Jesse and Jackal stay at ringside, now looking like a couple of schoolyard bullies who have been found out.

DAMAGE: So here is what were going to do. Jackal, as much as you annoy the hell out of me and most of these people, as well as everyone in the back, I have to admit, you are highly talented. So because of this, and because I feel the time maybe right for you to take a step up, I am going to place you into the Tower of Power match for Road to Glory, 2009.

The fans are now giving mixed confused reactions as Jesse and Jackal smile.

DAGE: ONLY IF…

The fans cheer as Jesse and Jackal gulp.

YOU CAN BEAT THIS MAN…

THE GAMBLER AND NEW CZW INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPION…

ACE KING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The Jackal and Montana go crazy as Jackal kicks the apron, now throwing the cameraman to one side, Jesse trying to calm him down but to no avail. The fans love it as Ace King comes out, a little bruised for the attack earlier on in the show, but however, still able to walk out proudly with the IC Title around his waist, and a smile on his face.

DAMAGE: Ace King and the Jackal, one on one, for the NEXT place in the Tower of Power…2009! Thank you!

Brian leaves with Ace, after the Champion and Jackal stare each other down, Jackal almost with foam protruding from his mouth, Montana just as upset.

DANIELS: What an announcement that was…and how much fairer is that, Jackal believing he can just forget about Ace King, well I doubt that now he is facing him…and yes I have just had it come in…NEXT WEEK FOLKS!!!!

MASTERS: Who does that Brian think he is?! This is a travesty. I work for Montana, not a Damage.

DANIELS: You work for Brian, and I believe he maybe the best thing to ever happen to CZW, finally we have some justice in the World.

MASTERS: Suck up all you want jackass, the fact of the matter is this, Montana will eventually get rid of him, he is the Sensation, he is better than hi, his Father, and all of these maggots in Texas, and especially you Jarred, you nearly had your ankle broke earlier, how about you keep talking and next week get your neck broken.

DANIELS: Your just upset CZW has finally landed in the hands of a person decent enough to run it. And I don’t need to hear about your idol threats, I have the President on my side, that is more than I can say for you. So yes folks, next week, we have Ace King and the Jackal finally squaring off one on one, winner fights for the World Title, because yes, I guess that stands, this event will be for the belt, Road to Glory 2 is looking to be better than last year! And not only that, we have the World Champion Eric Collum fighting El Pablo, a man who is certain to be in the Tower of Power after our great main event here tonight.

MASTERS: Eric Collum’s chances have been cut from 50% to 12.5%, Jarred.

DANIELS: Quick mathematics there William, but he is correct, and maybe that means the dominating run of Collum could be over. Anything is possible in CZW it seems. But that’s all for this week on Overdrive, just us next time, but for now, from Amarillo, Texas and from myself and William Masters, good night and God Bless.

CZW President
Jesse Montana

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