CZW - Presents OVERDRIVE


| Feb. 6th 2009 | * Belo Horizonte, Brazil * Mineirinho |



Combat Zone Wrestling presents OVERDRIVE

live on television from
- Belo Horizonte, Brazil -
Mineirinho
February 6th 2009

~~ THE FEAST OR FAMINE CASES WILL BE REVEALED! ~~

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~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
-=- RUTHLESS IS SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE -=-
"The Gambler" ACE KING -vs- "Bad Ass" MATT COVEY

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"The Five Star Superstar" EL PABLO -vs- JERAN HUDSON

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"Rated E For Everyone" EDDIE ROWAN -vs- GREGORY "The Graduate" GRANTHAM

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~~ CONTRACT SIGNING FOR X-DIVISION TITLE / HARDCORE TITLE UNIFICATION MATCH! ~~

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-=- INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE MATCH -=-
"Canada's Finest" TIM TIMMONS -vs- KARL "The Jackal" JACKSON (c)

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-=- PARKING LOT BRAWL -=-
"Krazy" CHRIS ROSS -vs- "The Epitome of Technical Finesse" JUSTIN MARSHAM

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"The Ripper" BRYAN McNALLY -vs- "The Serial Thriller" MATT STYLEZ

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++ CZW'S FIRST BROADCAST OF -UNLEASHED!- ++
(CZW's internet exclusive show!)

~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
MORTIUS -vs- EZRA MAYHEM

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-=- TRIPLE THREAT TV TITLE TOURNAMENT MATCH -=-
BUCK EVANS -vs- MATTHEW JONES -vs- BRIAN BLAZE

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-=- TRIPLE THREAT TV TITLE TOURNAMENT MATCH -=-
PSYKO STEVE -vs- ROB WRIGHT -vs- RONNIE McNEIL

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-=- TRIPLE THREAT TV TITLE TOURNAMENT MATCH -=-
CALEB WALKER -vs- MOUNTAIN MAN -vs- MIKE KING

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* cZw! *

The scene opens on a black desk, with a backdrop sporting CZWs new oval banner, sitting on the front of the desk is a man that looks to be in his thirties, black slightly receding hair, black trousers, white shirt and red suspenders. His glasses are sitting halfway down his nose as he looks over them into the camera and smiles

Hello everyone in internet land! My name is Tom White and I’m here to welcome you to CZWs inaugural showing of UNLEASHED! That’s right, the top brass has decided to give back to the fans with this free-to-view online show. Unleashed will be packed with features, rundowns, star appearances, and of course…. Matches!

There is a huge screen behind Tom which he looks towards showing the arena with the crowd waiting in attendance, the black tarpaulin around the ring has the words ‘’CZW UNLEASHED’’ in red on all four sides. He looks back around at the camera and says

Earlier before the show, Unleasheds new president allowed the cameras in to show his first official day in office, though he went to every length to keep his identity hidden for the time being, but during the recording something came up that he sent over to us to show you, the fans, as he found it not only amusing, but showcased one of the CZW greats in action, so without further ado, roll the clip!

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The scene opens up on the inside of an office, on the table there is a gold plaque reading ‘’Unleashed President‘’. The president is sitting in a high backed swivel chair, turned to face the wall, when there is a knock at the door. The chair shifts a little and an arm is seen, with a gold wristwatch at the end, the arm twists so the watch face can be seen by the chairs occupant, there is a tut, and then silence. The knock at the door persists, but much harder this time. The chair swivels a little, but doesn’t turn, but a huff shows that the president is very annoyed. The chair leans back and two elbows that jut out near the top showing he has put his hands behind his head.

President: Come in.

As soon as he tells the person(s) to come in, the door flies open to reveal The Crock and Rave standing behind it. They both come in, The Crock coming straight to the desk of Unleasheds president. He looks around in an over exaggerated way, looks left, looks right, down, then straight at the back of the chair. He raises his left eyebrow, then lowers his glasses.

The Crock: The Crock wants to know why you opened a show, and you didn't call The Crock! The Crock isn't happy with this! The Crock wants vengeance! The Crock should be headlining this show...what does the Crock call it...oh yeah Unlashed! The Crock wants to Unlash the furry he has on some roodie poo candy asses...and the Crock wants to now!!!!!

Rave interrupts, with tears in his eyes.

Rave: Yeah, this is bullshit! And I want to win! I want to win all the time! I should always be the winner, no matter who I face! And I should hold all the titles! You guys are so UNFAIR!

The chair leans back further, a mirror comes into view where the president is viewing the scene behind him. The small part of his head that comes over the top of the chair starts shaking slowly left to right as though he can't believe what he's seeing.

President: Who in the hell are you two, and why do I care that you're here?

Just then, Big Nasty peaks his head in the door. The president seems relived to see the Big Man. Big Nasty assesses the situation, and sees that Rave and the Crock have rudely interrupted whatever the president was doing. Big Nasty walks into the room.

Big Nasty: Hey, these two knuckleheads bothering you? I can take care of business you know!

President: Mr. Nasty, can you take out the garbage, I have far too much going on to deal with a bunch of no talent hacks like this!

The Crock: Hold on hold on hold on! The Crock didn't ask for this insanity! The Crock just wants to show these jabronies that The Crock is the real deal!

Rave: Yeah, this is bullshit! Why do you always have to screw me over! I just want to win all my matches, and you're doing this to me now! I get no respect! NO RESPEC-----

Big Nasty punches Rave in the faces as he continues to complain. The Crock looks at Big Nasty, and begins to back away. Big Nasty gets a smirk on his face, as he begins running full bore at The Crock. He hits him with a clothesline from hell, making the Crock do a triple gainer before hitting the floor. Big Nasty picks the Crock up, and sets him up for the Nasty Bomb, connecting, but not letting go. He lifts him back up, and hits the Nasty Bomb again...but he is not done yet...he lifts him up one more time, but walks around with him. He finds a table made of glass, he then positions himself correctly, and drops The Crock for a third Nasty Bomb through the glass table!

President: Ah! I see you've been working on some new moves, what do you call that?

Big Nasty: That would be the Trifecta Nasty Bomb through a glass table.

President: Nice!

Big Nasty: Nice, but not as nice as this!

Big Nasty walks over to Rave who is crying in the corner, complaining about something or other. Big Nasty picks him up by the throat, and walks across the room over to where the Crock is laying unconscious. Big Nasty drops Rave on top of the Crock with the Nasty Slam, but then picks rave back up. He puts Rave upside down, so that Raves head is resting on Big Nasty's neck. He is hanging upside down. Big Nasty then jumps in the air, and lands on his butt, the impact forces Rave's body to crumple under the pressure. There is a loud pop heard throughout the room, and Rave just falls to the floor, not moving a muscle.

President: Very nice! It's good to see that you're using your time off to benefit your wrestling skills. What do you call that?

Big Nasty: I call that the move that is going to win me the Intercontinental Championship! What do you say?

The president says nothing and just sits there, deep thought as the scene fades to black.

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Tom: I can’t believe we seen Rave and The Crock in CZW, but Nasty, as we all seen, was dominant. Well Ladies and gentleman, we are heading straight to ringside, and in a special treat Overdrive commentators Daniels and Masters are coming to ringside

The camera frames in on the big screen

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Daniels: Well we have been ordered down here by Jesse Montana himself, I’m not ready, I was halfway through my pre-match snack, this is totally unprofessional. I’m not even on the clock here

Masters: Shut up Daniels, you should be honoured to be doing a favour for Mr. Montana, I’m just wondering why we’re out here…

Daniels: Well by the sound of it we’ve just found out

Gold Medal by Trademarc begins to play as the fans boo the arrival of Karl Jackson to the stage area.

William Masters: Looks like we are going to be joined by the CZW Intercontinental champion, carrying a Canadian flag of all things.

Jarred Daniels: And these Brazilian fans certainly not liking the Jackal.

As the Jackal enters the ring, dressed in a black suit with white shirt and wearing a pair of black Gucci sunglasses, he places the Intercontinental title over his left shoulder, and places the Canadian flag in the corner. The Jackal then leans over the ropes, taking a microphone from Jessica Towers at ringside. Despite a hostile reaction from the crowd the Jackal climbs the turnbuckle and holds up his Intercontinental title.

As the crowd continue to boo, the Jackal simply smiles arrogantly before climbing back down and removing his sunglasses placing them into his inside pocket.

Karl Jackson: I can understand your reaction, but I apologise for having to come out here carrying the Canadian flag. I would have brought a Brazilian flag but I couldn't find any... apparently they have run out of them in this town as they are used here to wipe peoples asses after a lavatory break. Hell, in the United States of America we have invented this stuff called lavatory paper... you guys want to try it, they even have lots of different varieties.

The crowd begin chanting 'You Suck' repeatedly as an empty water bottle flies into the ring. The Jackal looks down at it, then leans over and picks it up…

Karl Jackson: I would say thank you but I have already had a drink of coffee before I came out here... and none of that Brazilian crap. Anyway, I wouldn't want to drink any water from this dump... I can't really afford a stomach bug right now. Tell me, when are you third world morons going to catch up and stop using your countries flag to wipe your asses and drinking each others sewage.

The boos get louder as the Jackal shakes his head looking at the floor.

Karl Jackson: Is it not true that because of the exchange rate you guys pay less to watch the show live than the fans back in the USA? How about that.... we come here to perform for you at a cheap rate and still you boo us. Well just for the record I have never given a damn what the fans think... I certainly could not give a shit what a bunch of stinking, disease ridden, dumb ass, malnourished Brazilians think. So why don't you all shut your mouths and listen as I tell you exactly you are going to get to see for those cheap tickets you bought.

Even though none of you deserve to see a superstar with my credentials in action, I am so excited about getting the chance to shut up Tim Timmons once and for all that I simply cannot wait until we get back on clean soil to do it. You are going to get to see how a true American hero takes care of illegal immigrants. Hell, at least you guys have stayed in this shit hole... not like Timmons who has come and soiled my country with his presence. And not only has he taken up residence in my country... he then has the nerve to talk trash about me and call me out.

The Jackal turns to the camera... fixing his cold, merciless eyes into the lens.

Karl Jackson: Tim Timmons, unfortunately for you there is not enough intelligence in your braindead head to realize the mistake you made when you called me out. Now we have a match on Overdrive in just a few hours for my Intercontinental title. Let me ask you... what are you going to do against a man who would rather die than lose his title, but more importantly a man that would have no problem killing you to defend it. To me you are a blemish on CZW and I intend to remove you, just like your countrymen are a blemish on American society. Incase you didn't know, I am CZW's most dangerous man and I have earnt that name by hurting people, by ending careers, by breaking bones.

But now there is this doubt, I keep hearing it everywhere I turn. Are you really the most dangerous man in CZW... or is it Matt Covey. Hey did you know that Matt Covey has done even more things in CZW and is more sick than you Jackal.

Well those people are wrong... dead wrong!!! You haven't even begun to see the lengths I will go to command respect. I haven't even scratched the surface of how sick I can be. But from this moment on I will be proving in every match I am in, and in every opportunity I get... that I am that sick, I am that twisted and that I truly am the most dangerous man in CZW. Tim Timmons, you are going to be the next victim of the Jackal and I am going to make an example out of you. I promise you Timmons, I promise you Matt Covey and I promise all of you retarded Brazilians that tonight... you will all be shocked at just how sick I can be.

William Masters: I have to admit to being a bit worried for our CZW superstars as the Jackal has just sent out a serious message.

Jarred Daniels: Tim Timmons is a former hardcore champion, he can fight with the best of them, I don't think he is going to be intimidated by this guys talk. Talk is cheap William.

William Masters: You are cheap! If you can't see that the Jackals words were serious then you are as stupid as these people.

Jarred Daniels: Well these people are not stupid, they are our CZW fans... Wait what is this.

The Jackal throws down the microphone before retrieving the Canadian flag from the corner. He waves it in the air to a sea of booing before a twisted smile comes over his face. He then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a cigarette lighter.

Jarred Daniels: Oh no... you don’t think he is going to…

William Masters: Go for it Jackal, set the flag on fire.

The Jackal goes up to the camera as he holds the lighter closer to the flag, then the fans start to cheer!!!

Jarred Daniels: Wait, its Tim Timmons!!!

William Masters: What the hell is that buffoon doing here.

Tim Timmons races into the ring holding a steel chair. The Jackal turns around just as Tim is entering the ring. Timmons swings the chair at the Jackal who ducks and jumps through the middle ropes to escape. The Jackal turns around and laughs but Timmons is enraged and dives through the ropes with an explosive suicide dive!!! Taking the Jackal down he begins raining rights and lefts into the forehead of Jackal. Eventually Jackal pushes him off but Timmons comes right back at him, Jackal wastes no time in diving over the barricade and into the crowd. Timmons stares him down as he escapes through the crowd, clearly wanting no more of Tim Timmons in this mood. Timmons goes back into the ring and picks up the Canadian flag before raising it high to the cheers of the Brazilian fans.

Jarred Daniels: Well the Jackal got more than he bargained for there. Timmons looks ready tonight, and I have to predict we will see a new Intercontinental champion here tonight.

William Masters: Rubbish you idiot. That was clearly a surprise attack, he caught Karl Jackson off guard. It will be a whole different story later on when they meet inside that ring in a fair one on one contest.

Daniels: We shall see, but anyway, I’ve done my duty, I’m going back to finish my schnitzel

With that both commentators stand and start back up the ramp…

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The camera pulls back out as and Tom is still in his position at the front of the desk

That was intense, I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait to see that match. Talking of matches, we have a great honour tonight here on Unleashed to be hosting the opening round of the T.V title tournament… Last week on Evil Intentions we all witnessed Eric Collum capture the World Heavyweight Championship from Maynard O’Toole in a gruelling triple threat match that had plenty of surprises, including the hard hitting comeback of Jeran Hudson as he joined with the recently reassembled Elite Revolution. Now the winner of that match won both the heavyweight belt AND the T.V title, and by chance the current T.V champion Eric Collum walked away the victor, having to choose between belts he decided to vacate the T..V title, making this tournament a necessity. There will be three triple threat matches, the winner of each going on to the final triple threat to crown the new champion. First in the running is Caleb Walker, taking on Mountain Man and Mike King. Without further ado, it’s off to ringside.

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‘’Hair of the dog’’ plays as Caleb Walker steps onto the stage, at the top of the ramp he flexes his muscles to the fans as the boo in unison… Tim Timmons appears is still heading up the ramp after his conversation with Jackal, upon seeing Caleb he drops the flag and runs up to Caleb, taking him down with a spear, lifting him up he flips him upside down and hit’s the T-Crusher, bringing Calebs head hard down onto the steel ramp, Timmons then runs down to the technician and grabs a mic, slowly heading back up the ramp he says

Timmons: So you think you could just abandon us? Create ‘’The Legacy’’ and leave the Players Club behind? Hell no! This is your reckoning, and Jackal, I hope you‘ve made it back to the safety of Jesses office, you‘ve got the computer on and you‘re watching this, because Calebs present… is your FUTURE!

Timmons throws down the mic and lifts up the injured Walker, facing his back. He jumps, sinking his knees into Calebs spine and falls backwards, after a brutal impact on Calebs back Tim locks in the STF submission, completing the EXTREME IMPACT, his face is one of rage as he leans back on the neck lock, Caleb screaming out, however Timmons continues the pressure, the muscles on his triceps flexing out as he applies more and more pressure. Finally Calebs screams become truly overwhelming, Timmons lets go of the hold but the screams carry on as Caleb, now free, raises his hands up to his neck, rolling on the ramp. Timmons raises and without even a hint of remorse leaves the screaming Caleb in the aisle as he walks to the back and the picture goes to black

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Tom appears on screen, his face is white with a look of complete shock on his face, he tries to compose himself as he says

Tom: Erm… well… I’m sorry about the interruption, I’m being told that Emergency Medical Technicians are rushing to the scene, Timmons obviously done a lot of damage to Calebs neck there, I don’t know what’s to happen.

Tom looks down a few seconds holding his ear, obviously receiving some instructions, after a few seconds he looks up.

Tom: Well tonight on Overdrive we are going to see yet another chapter in the Ace King, Ruthless, Matt Covey story, this is a story with a lot of history, and far too much for the short time we have to do it justice, but try we will, as we recap some of the moments that have led up to this match tonight

The camera focuses back in on the screen as Tom White starts to voice over

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Tom: Well this all started when Matt Covey and his new partner at the time Alan Fiscus made a play for what became the Global Tag Team Championships, at this time Matt was embroiled in a feud with future World Heavyweight Champion El Pablo, but he still took the time to get the ball rolling with Ace, lets take a look

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Aug 14th -Warzone - backstage
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We cut to the back, and we see Ace King watching a monitor. The crowd cheers. He is set to watch his partner contest for the World TV title. Suddenly he is tapped on his shoulder.

?: Hey Buddy.

Ace turns around, and finds himself face to face with Matt Covey, Mikkel, Borgia, and Jigga C. Ace pauses for a moment, and then.. being who he is... suddenly strikes Matt, knocking him down. he does the same to Mikkel. He does the same to Jigga C! He faces Borgia and --

THWACK!

Borgia kicks Ace SQUARE in the balls. He grimaces, and then the Coveys begin a beatdown. All three men kick at the fallen Ace for a solid 30 seconds. During it, Hellena comes into view as she is holding back Special Ed, who looks absolutely horrified. You can see remorse in his eyes. They end the beatdown, with Jigga yelling out

"Looks like you're the big winner this week, bitch."

They each spit on the fallen Ace, as a medical team arrives and runs them off. War Zone cuts to a commercial as they begin to attend to King.

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Tom: A week later Covey and Ace had a chance to go head to head in a huge six man tag team match. The newly formed ‘’Anarchy Rising’’ taking on the ‘’Five Star Gamblers’’ and Ronnie McNeil, Ace was seeking retribution for the previous attack, lets look at their fist encounter

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Aug 21st Warzone - Six Man Tag
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Ace King starting off against Matt Covey. Ace and Matt get right into each other’s faces, with Covey talking a lot of trash. Ace just stares back, silently. The crowd cheers loudly as Ace has apparently had enough, throwing a stiff punch right into Covey’s face!

Daniels: "Ace apparently not liking what ‘Bad Ass’ had to say there!"

King rocks Covey to the ropes with a series of punches. He sends him to the other side with an Irish whip, Ace runs at Matt, who throws a running clothesline, but King ducks under! Both men on the rebound and Ace takes Covey down with a shoulder-tackle! Ace off the ropes and Covey stands, just in time to take a clothesline from Ace! The crowd cheers loudly as Matt hits the canvas!

Ace trying to stand, but he is quite dazed. Covey lets him have it, unloading on him with stiff right hands, beating him back to the ground! The crowd boos and Covey screams at them.

Covey: “BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!!”

This generates even MORE heat, and ‘Bad Ass’ just laughs. He goes to pick Ace up, but Ace throws an uppercut…right to the groin!! Covey is caught completely off-guard, and the crowd loves it! Matt falls to his knees!

Masters: “You don’t call THAT cheating, Jarred!?”

Daniels: “I call that payback!”

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Toms voice issues back over as the screen fades to black

Tom: Now with Anarchy Rising in full swing Covey and Fiscus created an offshoot for themselves in the form of ‘The Two Man Apocalypse’’ and at the PPV HATEWAVE the following week had a shot to take on then champions Ace and Pablo for the belts. Again the action was intense and the in ring chemistry shined through between these two men…

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- Covey immediately goes after ace with a right hand but Ace ducks, hit’s a right hand of his own, then another, Ace then whips Matt to the ropes as he bounces off and gets caught with an Overhead Belly to belly. The fans are on their feet for Ace as he grabs Matt again, hitting chops to the chest, backing Matt into the corner, Ace with boots to the gut, more chops to the chest, Matt is getting worn down, Ace then whips him to the opposite corer but Matt reverses as Ace crashes back first into the corner, but explodes from the corner as he hits Matt…Almost taking his head off with a Forearm smash. Matt now struggles to his feet as Ace whips him to the ropes again, he ducks but Matt kicks him square in the face, then spears Ace straight into the corner. Now Matt has the advantage as he kicks Ace in the gut several times, stomping a mud hole on him, Matt then picks him up as he lifts him up onto his shoulder and drops Ace face first on the corner post…Snake Eyes…Matt then runs at the ropes, bounces off…ACE CATCHES HIM WITH A SPEAR!

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Tom: The match progressed and it wasn’t long before the two were at it again

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- Matt is now making his way back on his feet, looking for Ace. Ace tries to fight him off but Matt gets one shots to the head, then a knee to the gut and Ace is worn down. Matt then knees Ace right in the face knocking him down, Matt then follows up with a fist drop to the head. The fans start to boo and hiss as Matt leans on the ropes, Ace’s blood on his own forehead, he wipes it off and licks it, a deranged look in his eyes. He then looks at Ace who keeps trying to rise, never giving up. Matt starts scrolling his foot on the ground like a rhinoceros that is about to attack. He measures Ace up, the fans hoping and preying Matt will not connect with this move. Matt runs in looking for Ace and swinging his foot at Ace’s head…KICK TO THE HEAD

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Tom: After an intense and gruelling match a surprising turn

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- As the lights turn back on…Matt Stylez stands in the middle of the ring, a sledgehammer in hand. Ace and EP have not noticed him yet, but the fans are shocked, most of them boo loudly, Ace and EP turn around…

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

- Stylez takes both El Pablo and Ace King down with one shot from the sledgehammer each. The blood flows down both their faces…severely. Alan Fiscus gets up, Matt Covey too as Alan covers Ace King…

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Tom: So the Two Man Apocalypse became champions in a reign that was to transcend even Alan Fiscus eventual injury to keep strong until only just recently, but back to Hatewave, and earlier that night Aces girlfriend had something to say to fellow divas that may have sounded strange, but not wholly out of place, only in the coming months would the importance of this be truly recognised

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Aug 30th Hatewave - Before the show
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Serena: My older sister here believes this rumour that is going around about you Ruthless. That you have decided to become a valet... a manager. That you have taken yourself off the active roster for awhile.

Ruthless knew this was coming as she looks over at the girls with a bit of a smile.

Ruthless: It is true. Right now I can’t wrestles because of the fact something private came up. But I am going to be valet for XTC for now on. They deserve the limelight and my support.

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Tom: This seemed to end things for a while between Ace and Covey, Ace himself went on leave, and Covey continued to dominate in CZW, cementing his reputation as the CZWs ‘’Badass’’, as mentioned earlier, even winning bouts defending those championships by himself. But in late November what started in August really took off, simple words by the ever present Ruth to Hellena, made Matt feel that a retaliation was in order. I must warn you that the clip we are about to show is shows extreme violence and may be upsetting to some

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Nov 21st Overdrive - Outside the Arena
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Matt picked up Ruthless by the hair and took the pipe and hit her in her face with it. Ruthless start to form it seems a huge cut on the side of her face as blood seems to be coming down all over her clothes. Hellena walk over to Ruthless and place the rope around her throat and start to choke the hell out of her with it. Ruthless was start to turn blue and was trying to break the rope free but could tell she couldn’t as Matt took the pipe and hit her in her stomach not once but three times as she let out a scream of pain and could see tears coming down her face. Hellena laughs as she let go of the rope and Ruthless curls up into a ball holding her stomach as they stood over at her. Matt and Hellena starts to kick her in the ribs and in the stomach and that when Big Daddy along with a guards came running out of the arena. Krimzon Blaze, Shawn Waters and El Pablo came running out, they see that Ruthless is on the ground starts to go after Matt Covey and Hellena but are held back by Big Daddy and the guards as an ambulance sound could be heard in the distance coming towards the arena.

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Tom: Now at this time Ace was still out on hiatus, not being seen for a few months at this point. So his girlfriends assault went unanswered. Fast forward a few weeks, the returning Alan Fiscus comes back from injury, and almost immediately the mysterious ‘’Nagasaki Ninja’’ starts stalking him, eventually leading to a match at Overdrive, the week before the last PPV of 2008 ‘’Beginning of the End’’. After the match is where things got interesting though, lets take you back to the main event of that fateful Overdrive

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Dec 19th Overdrive - After Main Event
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a weary El Pablo is attempting to fight off both Big Nasty and Maynard O’Toole, Mike Monroe is attacking Eddie Rowan, and Mountain Man and Justin Marsham decide to lock up outside the ring. Then, “Invisible Man” hits for the second time of the evening. The fighting slows down a little bit, and the cheers pick up as The Nagasaki Ninja makes his way down to ringside somewhat briskly.

Jarred Daniels: What could the Ninja possibly want out here?

William Masters: I don’t know, but I’ve got a feeling that we may very well find out soon!

Tom: And indeed we did

Matt gets up and attempts to attack El Pablo, only to have the World Champion whip him into the clutches of The Ninja. The Ninja quickly positions Covey…

Jarred Daniels: Oh my…

William Masters: We’ve only seen this in rare instances before!

Jarred Daniels: If this is what I think it is, Covey may be in for a world of hurt here…

The Ninja pauses for a second, putting a triumphant finger in the air before coming down…

Jarred Daniels: OH SWEET JESUS!!! BLACKJACK BOMB FROM THE NINJA!!!

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Tom: Of course that could only mean one thing…

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The crowd is buzzing with anticipation. Finally, the mask is completely removed, and the Columbus crowd comes UNGLUED!!! The man beneath the mask is none other than… ACE KING. Ace surveys the damage he has done to Matt Covey with a sickening smirk on his face, but a stone-dead expression in his eyes.

Jarred Daniels: THIS IS UNREAL!!! ACE KING HAS MADE HIS RETURN TO COMBAT ZONE WRESTLING, AND HE APPEARS TO MEAN BUSINESS!!!

William Masters: But what the hell does he want with Matt Covey?

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Tom: What indeed, luckily we didn’t have to wait long for an answer, Ace grabbed a mic to address the stunned Covey

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As a result of that attack, Ruth had a miscarriage, and that child will NEVER… see the light of day thanks to you and your sorry excuse for a girlfriend. Matt, you may call yourself a “Bad Ass”, and others might call you a monster, but from that night forward… The only thing you’ve been in my view is a murderer.

The crowd is cheering loudly as Ace forcefully drags Covey to his feet and props him up against one of the turnbuckles. El Pablo is in a state of shock over his best friend’s change of attitude. Ace is still seething as he gets in Matt’s face once again.

Ace King: I felt absolutely USELESS the night that attack happened. I couldn’t do anything to stop you, because I wasn’t there to protect her… It was at that very moment that I made the decision to come back and avenge the wrongs you’ve committed, in the process making our lives a living hell.

Matt, you’ve run around terrorizing everybody in CZW for FAR TOO LONG, and you’ve now successfully managed to piss off one Superstar too many. As I said before Covey, you’re nothing more than a murderer to me now, which is why I believe that you’ll have to pay for taking that unborn child’s life with your very existence.

Ace begins to pace back and forth in the ring, and the Ace chants whip up once again, even louder than ever before. King then speaks to a slowly-recovering Matt Covey with an icy tone that would make hell freeze over.

Ace King: At Beginning Of The End… It’s going to be you and me, Matt. Now, that isn’t necessarily enough for me. You see, I’m out for a whole f**king hell of a lot more than just a victory in Milwaukee. I’m out for pain, I’m out for torture, I’m out for blood… But most importantly, I’m out to claim your life. THIS IS WHY, at BEGINNING OF THE END, our match… IS GOING TO BE UNSANCTIONED.

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Tom: At the startling news that Matt Covey was directly responsible for the death of Aces baby the scene was set for beginning of the end. During that week both men had a lot to say, here’s a little on how Matt viewed what had happened

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Bad Ass: If we had known about the child, we would have never attacked Ruth that night.

Hellena: I would have.

Bad Ass: Okay, you would have. But I wouldn’t. And then I might have never realized that Ace was the one. He may have never gotten this fired up, so easy to lure over the edge. And so, I guess I regret the action I took, but not the consequences. The day draws near, and I find myself unable to hide my excitement. I want this more than anything, and I’m going to have it.

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Tom: So with Matts regret at what happened e nevertheless saw his opportunity to finally get Ace one on one, something never before seen in CZW, Ace was understandably upset and angry, here’s just a little of what he had to say

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I will make sure you NEVER forget the torture and anguish you put me through as a result of your actions in Washington, D.C. Thanks to what you did... I descended deep into a world I did not want to be a part of, and it only ended at the fateful moment where I almost committed suicide. Yeah, you're f**king right I almost did.

Your actions made me realize that I'm not the person I'm supposed to be. I'm not the prototypical father figure that Ruth and the memory of that unborn child would have wanted me to be. I'm not the guy that everybody's going to be looking up to. No, all I am is nothing more than a failure; the laughingstock of the consummate family man. I couldn't be there when you and Hellena attacked Ruth, I couldn't be there when you showed your true colors by killing that poor, defenceless, and most importantly UNBORN child. Most importantly, I couldn't be there to make you pay immediately for the HELL that you have put me through. However... That all changes when we get to Milwaukee on New Year's Eve.

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Tom: Aces anger at the situation was evident, as well as his own feelings of inadequacy at not being there for his girl. So as they went into Beginning of the End desperate to get at each other, in an Unsanctioned Match. Right at the beginning however, Covey shocked the audience when he grabbed the mic before the bell rang, and publicly showed remorse… in his own way

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BAD ASS: "Look, what I did was wrong and it should have never happened. Not to you, not to anyone. It's true, I am an asshole. I am the son of a bitch that everyone of you loves to hate. But I believe in kids. They're innocent and should never be the victim of the sins of their parents. And for that I apologize to you. I'm giving you five minutes, Ace. Five minutes to rip my head off and shit down my throat. For that brief moment in time, I will not fight back. But the second my watch goes off, I will consider my debt paid, even if you don't. At that point, I'm going to break you, Ace King. You have no choice in the matter. I just started the clock..."

DANIELS: "And look, Ace isn't wasting any time!"

MASTERS: "Ace just levelled Matt with a thunderous lariat... what a noble man this Covey is."

DANIELS: "... He killed Ace and Ruth's baby!"

MASTERS: "Please."

DANIELS: "... Whatever. Ace picks up Matt. He's unleashing some frustration right here! Lefts and rights galore! Matt's on his back, and Ace is mounting him."

MASTERS: "This isn't fair! Matt, do something!"

DANIELS: "He will... if he can still breathe by the time his clock beeps!"

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MASTERS: ‘’Where the hell is Ace going now? He’s moving back to the cars, he’s shouting something, a small guy steps forward with a set of keys, Ace is getting in one of the lesser damaged cars, is he leaving?’’

DANIELS: ‘’I don’t think so, though if he’s planning on doing what I think he’s planning on doing, I hope he actually IS leaving… but no, as I feared, he’s reversed and turned the car towards Covey, who is trying to get up as we speak… DON’T DO IT ACE!!!’’

MASTERS: ‘’I can’t believe I’m saying this but… listen to Jarred, don’t do it!’’

DANIELS: ‘’Ace is revving up as Covey finally gets back to his feet, though he seems unfocused, LOOK UP MATT!

ACE SPEEDS TOWARDS HIM!…

MATT JUMPS!…

DROPKICK THROUGH THE WINDSCREEN! COVEY JUST TOOK ACES HEAD OFF! THERE’S GLASS EVERYWHERE! BOTH MEN ARE DOWN INSIDE THE CAR WHICH HAS CRASHED INTO THE ARENA DOORS WITH A HORRENDOUS INPACT! HOLY SHIT!’’

MASTERS: ‘’I’ve never seen anything like it in all my days here.’’

DANIELS: ‘’I think they’re hurt bad, this crowd has gone silent as they too realise that this has went too far… this is directed towards the back… get some damn E.M.Ts down there… Well as we wait we see the referee checking on them and looking into the camera shaking his head

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Tom: You would have been forgiven for thinking that that was the end between the two, they had taken each other to the limits and for a while seemed to go their separate ways, but of course the their was another person involved in this bitter rivalry… ‘’Ruthless Aggression’’ Ruthann! She of course having suffered the miscarriage and seeing her man return to the ring in this brutal fashion had a lot of torment and regrets, she needed a shoulder to cry to cry on, for friendship and understanding, and in her grief she turned, not to Ace King, but the man who caused it all… Matt Covey! Of course this only served to anger and confuse Ace. Covey however, seems to enjoy his friendship with Ruthann and indeed, has become rather protective of her, though he himself is going through a lot in his private life.

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Which brings us to tonights match, Ace King vs Matt Covey 2, the match, possibly, to end it all. Both men battling personal demons, both men hoping to exorcise them on each other. In the middle, Ruthless Aggression as the special referee. Will she call it down the line? Or will she favour Ace, her long term boyfriend… or Covey, her ‘’friend’’ and the man who cost her her child. One things for sure, with these mens volatile history in and out of the ring… ANYTHING can happen!

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We cut to the backstage area, where Jenny Jacobs is standing by.

Jacobs: Here we have a man who has been on an indefinite hiatus for nearly two months now...and thank god for that...Shawn Waters!

Shawn walks onto the scene, chuckling. He is seen wearing the Brazilian soccer team’s jersey, which drives the fans crazy.

Waters: You are a funny girl Jenny...really...you are nothing but class…

Jenny smugly smiles.

Jacobs: Why thank you Sh…

Waters: Oh...I’m sorry...did you take me seriously? Believe me...I was joking then...just get outta here Jenny...I’m afraid I’ll catch something...I can do this thing myself, love…

Jacobs: Fine!

Jenny storms off the scene, Shawn smirking the whole time.

Waters: Now that we’ve cleaned up the trash...I’d like to address all of you guys in this little TV title tournament. I wish you all luck! And I’m sure the winner will deserve a title as prestigious as the TV title. But be warned...whenever I decide to come back...I’ll be coming after your title...I missed my chance before...I won’t miss it again!

The fans can be heard cheering.

Waters: Now...I’m sure everyone out there is wondering when I’ll be returning.

The fans cheer.

Waters: Well...I can tell you...it won’t be too much longer. While I’m itching to get in the ring tonight...I’m not quite ready! But once I am ready...I’ll be back in that ring entertaining all of my fans! And...I’ll probably need to help stop this whole...Jackal and Jesse thing.

The fans boo at mention of the Jesse and Jackal.

Waters: But whatever happens...I can promise that I won’t let you guys down! See you all again soon!

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Tom: Well looks like Waters has issued a threat to the future champ, BEFORE he is even back on the roster, I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait until he is officially back

Tom once again looks down slightly as he receives fresh instruction

Tom: Well I just had the call, tonights opening match for the T.V title is officially a one on one, with Mountain Man taking on Mike King. Calebs injuries have not yet been fully ascertained, however from initial on site tests it appears to be more serious than we had hoped. However the show must go on and now we go to ringside for Mountain Man vs Mike King, and as you can see the two men are already in the ring…

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Mountain Man vs Mike King
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The to men look at each other as Mountain Man goes in for a clothesline, which is quickly ducked by King who lands a kick into Mountain Mans leg. He goes down to one knee but quickly raises again, he heads towards Mike and starts throwing wide lefts and rights. King tries to block them but a few get through, a short clothesline from Mountain Man finally taking him down. King is then grabbed by the back of he head and raised, thrown towards the turnbuckle, Mountain Man following in with a big boot. King slides down the turnbuckle and Mountain Man starts laying in hard stomps to Kings chest. As he raises his foot once more King gathers himself in time to roll to the outside, where he leans on the guardrail to try and get back some composure.

Mountain Man looks down on him, but doesn’t follow, instead waiting to see what Kings next move will be, hoping perhaps, to catch him off guard. Mike looks up at Mountain Man trying to see a way back in, seeing none he jumps to the apron with a quick punch, which is easily blocked, Mountain Man takes a swipe, which Mike ducks, grabbing the off guard Mountain Man by the hair as he leaps off the apron, guillotining Mountain Man off the ropes, as he staggers back, grasping at his throat King slides in and rushes Mountain Man, landing a metallica kick, with his opponent down King goes to his legs and applies a sharpshooter. Wrenching back Mountain Man screams out as the referee looks to see if he wants to give it up, Mountain Man refuses and starts crawling towards the ropes, reaching them the ref calls for the break. Mountain Man is holding his legs trying to rub some life into then, but doesn’t get much time as King raises him up and irish whips the massive man to the ropes, runs in… slides to the outside, tripping Mountain Man and dragging him backwards one leg on either side of the pole.. After the major impact to his family jewels Mountain Man is rolling on the mat grabbing himself as Mike rolls back in to the ring.

King approaches and lifts his opponent once more and starts slapping his chest, then moves to backhand chops then a quick spinning open handed backfist, he goes for the roundhouse to complete the Badd Company Combo when Mountain Man catches Mikes foot, swiping his other legs from under him, taking him to the mat and following up with a huge legdrop. He then raises and takes a few seconds to recover from Kings attack before mounting him and laying in hefty lefts and rights. Mike tries to block but still receives a few hard blows to the side of his head, the size difference making it impossible for King to push the mighty Mountain Man off, who then applies a forearm choke to King, the ref asks him to break it, but Mountain Man refuses, applying more pressure. Finally with one last push on Kings throat Mountain Man gets up, lifting his breathless opponent with him, and lifts him up into a falcon arrow… but King swings his legs down and manages to counter into the Phoenix Drive! King goes for a cover

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Won’t Back Down starts to play as the ref gets down on his knees to help King up, raising his hand as the crowd cheer. Mountain Man is trying to hold both of his arms obviously still in pain as Mike King walks up the ramp, celebrating his victory

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Tom: Mike King in a gruelling match against the huge Mountain Man manages to come off the victor to become the first person through to the final to crown the next T.V champion. It’s now time for what will become an Unleashed regular slot, over the past year we have seen the most amazing action of any organisation, which of course propelled us to the top of the Mountain, and now we have a chance to look back at some of the best matches from the past in Unleasheds ‘’History of Violence’’ slot. Now in the past week we witnessed the World Heavyweight Championship change hands, but also, just as importantly CZWs X Championship changed hands too, ‘’Faithless’’ Mike Monroe fell in an amazing match to ‘’The Emo Prince’’ Jacob Havok. So in honour of that… tonight we are going to take you back… and show you CZWs FIRST EVER X Division matchup. Without further ado, roll the footage

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Ian Chadwick vs El Pablo vs J.A Sawyer
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TOWERS: "Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is for the CZW X Championship! Making his way to the ring at this time from Portsmouth, England, weighing 175 pounds....EL PABLO!"

("BEEN TRAINING DOGS" plays over the PA. El Pablo makes his way out to the ring as the fans give a loud reaction. El Pablo makes his way down the walk way and into the ring. El Pablo hops on the ropes and poses as Jessica Towers speaks)

TOWERS: "And his opponent.. making his way to the ring from BUFFALO, NEW YORK.. weighing in at 209 pounds "IRISH" IAN CHADWICK!"

(Ian Chadwick makes his way onto the stage with a case of beer in his hand as "TUPTHUMPING" plays. He then makes his way down the ramp way. Ian Chadwick climbs on the side of the ring as he opens a can of beer and puts it in his mouth as he spits it into the crowd)

DANIELS: "Here is my pick to become the first CZW X Champion!"

-William Masters gives Jarred Daniels a surprised look-

MASTERS: "No, Daniels, you are too stupid to realize who will be the first X Champion. His name is El Pablo!"

DANIELS: "You like El Pablo!?"

MASTERS: "I might as well, he's the least ugly of the bunch!"

-El Pablo and Ian Chadwick look at each other as Jessica Towers speaks-

TOWERS: "Their opponent.. making his way to the ring, at this time from GRAND RAPIDS, MICHIGAN....'The Working Man' J.A. SAWYER!!!"

("BLUE COLLAR MAN" BY STYX hits the sound system as JA Sawyer makes his way out onto the stage. He makes his way down the ramp way and claps some hands of a few fans)

-JA Sawyer goes to climb on the side of the ring but before he can El Pablo charges over the top rope hitting a cross body sending both men crashing to the ground-

DANIELS: "El Pablo isn't wasting any time as he takes out Sawyer to the outside!" -El Pablo gets to his feet as he begins to kick JA Sawyer in the ribs. Ian Chadwick is waiting for El Pablo to turn around. El Pablo turns around just as Ian Chadwick comes over the top rope with a moonsault onto both men on the outside!-

MASTERS: "Now that's what I am talking about! Ian Chadwick is the man!"

-El Pablo and JA Sawyer try to get back to their feet as Ian Chadwick grabs both men by the heads and smashes them together. He then plays up to the crowd-

DANIELS: "Chadwick is wasting time here, William..."

MASTERS: "Tell me something I don't know!"

-Chadwick bends over to pick up JA Sawyer but as he does JA Sawyer hits a belly to belly suplex, causing Chadwick to go down hard and hold his back in pain. JA Sawyer picks Chadwick up and throws him in the ring. JA Sawyer rolls in the ring and gets to his feet as he starts punching Ian Chadwick. El Pablo looks under the ring and begins to chuck any weapons he can find into the ring, causing both Sawyer and Ian to stop and dodge the objects-

DANIELS: "He is throwing everything in but the kitchen sink!"

HAYWIRE: "Actually there's the sink right there!"

-El Pablo rolls into the ring and picks up a stop sign as he comes up from behind JA Sawyer and smashes him in the back of the head. JA Sawyer drops to his knees as El Pablo smashes him once again-

MASTERS: "El Pablo has taken control of this match."

DANIELS: "Just wait until Ian Chadwick gets a hold of him!"

HAYWIRE: "This is a brawl for all, and I'm loving it!"

-El Pablo punches Sawyer in the face as El Pablo runs over to the other side of the ring and charges at Ian Chadwick. Ian Chadwick hops on the ropes as El Pablo crashes into the ring post, Ian Chadwick hits a sunset flip as he goes for the pin as the referee goes for the count-

Referee: "1...2..."-kick out!

DANIELS: "Ian Chadwick just tried to steal the win from El Pablo!"

MASTERS: "Ian was so close but El Pablo managed to kick out just in the nick of time! That's why he's the guy!"

-El Pablo looks at Ian Chadwick with a surprised look on his face as Ian Chadwick just stands there and shrugs his shoulders. El Pablo gets to his feet and charges at Ian Chadwick once again but this time hitting a dropkick. JA Sawyer is to his feet as he is waiting for El Pablo to turn around and as soon as El Pablo does JA Sawyer smashes a steel chair over El Pablo head!-

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DANIELS: "MY God! That must of busted El Pablo open there!"

HAYWIRE: "If it didn't, I will be surprised."

-El Pablo falls face first to the mat as blood is seen trickling down his face and dripping on the mat. As Ja Sawyer then walks over to Ian Chadwick, he picks him up. JA Sawyer picks Ian Chadwick up and throws him to the ropes. As JA Sawyer bends down to do a back body drop Ian Chadwick knees Sawyer in the side of the head. JA Sawyer staggers back as Ian Chadwick bounces off the ropes and goes to hit a crossbody but JA Sawyer catches him and hits a fall away slam sending Ian Chadwick half way across the ring- DANIELS: "Look at the strength of Sawyer, he just manhandled Ian Chadwick with that fall away slam!"

MASTERS: "I am SHOCKED he has that kind of ability!"

-Sawyer walks over to El Pablo and picks him up as blood is seen pouring down his forehead. JA Sawyer looks around the ring and finds a staple gun as he puts the gun to El Pablo's head and pushes the stable in the skull of El Pablo! El Pablo is screaming out in pain as blood pours from his cut above his right eye!-

DANIELS: "HOLY COW! That was just uncalled for!"

MASTERS: "It's a hardcore match, there are no rules but to win!"

-JA Sawyer is laughing as El Pablo forces the staple out of his head. Sawyer turns his back to El Pablo as he plays up to the crowd in the middle of the ring. El Pablo gets to his feet with an angry expression on his face. As he comes up from behind, he hits a germen suplex on JA Sawyer. El Pablo sees Ian Chadwick leaning on the ropes for support. El Pablo sneaks out of the ring and makes his way towards Ian Chadwick. El Pablo picks up a steel chair and smashes Ian Chadwick right in the face as Ian Chadwick moves back a few steps and falls to the mat. El Pablo then looks under the ring and pulls out 3 tables and puts two of the tables in the ring. El Pablo sets the third table outside as he then takes out a ladder from under the ring, as well-

DANIELS: "What in the hell is El Pablo thinking??"

MASTERS: "I have no idea but it is going to be crazy, that's for sure!"

HAYWIRE: "Carnage and mayhem, that's what hardcore is all about!"

-El Pablo sets the ladder in the ring and then pours gasoline on the table on the outside of the ring and sets it on fire. El Pablo then rolls into the ring and takes JA Sawyer on the side of the ring.... and hits a piledriver right threw the burning table!! JA Sawyer is rolling around on the ground in pain as he holds the back of his head as the crowd goes nuts chanting "HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!"-

DANIELS: "El Pablo just sent JA Sawyer through that burning table and could of possibly broken Sawyer's neck!!"

MASTERS: "Well spit happens and if you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen!" -El Pablo rolls in the ring as Ian Chadwick is back to his feet waiting for El Pablo to get in the ring. El Pablo looks at Ian Chadwick and runs towards him and out of nowhere Ian Chadwick hits the ONE PUNCH K.O.! El Pablo drops to the mat as Ian Chadwick goes for the pin-

REFEREE: "1....2...2.99999..."-KICK OUT!

DANIELS: "EL PABLO JUST KICKED OUT!"

MASTERS: "HOW IN THE HELL DID HE JUST DO THAT!?"

-Ian Chadwick gets to his feet as he looks over at the referee with a shocked look on his face. Ian Chadwick stalks El Pablo and waits for El Pablo to get back to his feet. As Ian Chadwick goes for THE ONE PUNCH K.O. again, El Pablo ducks as Ian Chadwick smashes into JA Sawyer who is on the side of the ring and sends him crashing on to the guardrail. Ian Chadwick turns around and gets a DDT onto a chair from El Pablo. El Pablo gets back to his feet and sets up the two tables. El Pablo then puts Ian Chadwick on his shoulders and just manages to set him on top of the two tables-

DANIELS: "What is El Pablo going to do now??"

HAYWIRE: "Your guess is as good as mine."

-El Pablo grabs a beer from the 12 pack and sets up the ladder in the middle of the ring as he climbs the ladder and stops at the very top as he puts the beer in his mouth and spits it into the air. El Pablo then stands up on the top of the ladder and hits the "PABLO SPLASH" right through the two tables!!-

DANIELS: "OH MY GOD BOTH MEN MUST BE DEAD!!!"

MASTERS: "I...I..I don't know what to say!"

HAYWIRE: "That's a first!"

-El Pablo slowly crawls over to Ian Chadwick and puts his arm over his chest as the referee drops to the mat and goes for the count-

REFEREE: "1....2.................3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

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-The referee calls for the bell as he takes the X Championship from the ring attendant and hands it to El Pablo, who is on his knees-

TOWERS: "Here is your winner and the first ever CZW X Champion....EL PABLO!!!!!!!!!!"

(crowd cheers)

-El Pablo looks at the title and kisses it before putting it in the air and then on his shoulder. His face is drenched in blood. El Pablo grabs the 12 pack and opens two beers as he drinks both of them down. He then tosses one in Sawyer's general direction, and the same for Chadwick. El Pablo then exits the ring as referees and other staff comes to the ring to attend to Ian Chadwick and JA Sawyer, as El Pablo is seen standing at the top of the stage with the X Title around his waist-

-Suddenly the Janitor from earlier with Ian appears, and he goes immediately to check on Sawyer. He has a great look of concern on his face. Sawyer and Chadwick are both standing on their own, so the injuries aren't too severe, but the look in their eyes explains the pain they've endured-

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Matthew Jones arrives to Papercut by Linkin Park and slides under the ring, heading straight for the bigger of the two, Buck Evans and starts backhand chopping at his chest, where he was branded less than a week ago, the burn is obviously still sore as buck reels back trying to protect his chest. In a flash of fury Buck blocks the blow and grabs Jones by the throat with his left hand, while using his right to land huge punches to Matthews face, over and over while continually adding pressure to the choke, walking him backwards, he finally falls but that doesn’t deter Evans who looks like a man possessed as he falls with Jones, keeping up the onslaught to the face, finally he draws back his fist and there is blood on it, Jones’ eyebrow bust open. He drags him up and plants him straight back down with a double armed DDT and goes for a single hook cover

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Tom: Well there we have it, as it stands Mike King and Brian Blaze are through, who will be the third man in the final? We wait with baited brea…. WAIT! I’m just being told that we’re heading back to the ring, Buck has left but something is happening with Matthew Jones

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Back at ringside Matthews valet Jennifer Pure has joined him in the ring, he now has a mic in hand and addresses the fans

Matthew Jones: Everywhere I go I see nothing but people sticking there nose up at me like they are better then me. Last week I gave the fans a little cleansing that they deserved and that fan that I made the sacrificial lamb....well let’s just say he made my choice very easily. Now he's more then likely lying in a hospital bed with head, back and groin trauma. Let that be a lesson to each and every one of you that if you cross me you will be burned.

The fans being to boo and chant you suck.

Matthew Jones: Do you really want to do that? I have no problem doing the exact same this week. You see CZW is in for a cleansing that it needed the day it opened its doors and we are the ones that are gonna make sure that you all pay especially the one I am here for.

Matthew smiles into the camera.

Matthew Jones-Oh you haven’t figured it out yet? No one has come clean yet? No matter, you will all know soon enough. Here’s one thing I’ll let you in on right now…. This entire country sucks major ass.

The crowd start booing loudly.

Matthew Jones-This country doesn't even deserve a sacrificial lamb so I’m just gonna get straight to the point. It is time you all are cleansed.

: The booing continues even as the lights cut out. Knowing what is about to happen you can here people scrambling trying to avoid what might happen to them. Another scream similar to last week is heard as the lights cut back on and another section is coated in what seems to be blood.

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Tom: When is this gonna stop? This is the second time this has happened. It’s obvious he wants these fans start to show him some respect and see things his way, but I think I could come up with some better ways to get their attention without dousing them with blood. Okay, it seems it’s non stop right now as Mortius’ music ‘Tearing the Veil from Grace has just hit, we know he’s in the main event tonight on Unleashed but it seems he wants to say something to this crowd

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Mortius heads out from behind the curtain, dressed in purple jeans and a black sleeveless shirt,, around his waist is one of the tag team belts, and the other is draped over his left shoulder, as Jones passes him up at the ramp Mortius looks at him and lifts his shirt up slightly on the left side to reveal a new looking tattoo saying ‘’Matthew Jones’’ Jones simply sneers at Mortius and passes him with Jennifer in tow before Mortius heads down to the ring, rolling in he leans over the ropes, calling for a mic. One is passed up and he begins talking

Mortius: Well I guess you fans were looking forward to the main event tonight, I know that neither me or Ezra get you cheering, but I also know that in this messed up age of wrestling it’s not about ‘’good’’ or ‘’bad’’, it’s about violence, carnage, and blood.

The crowd start cheering at the mention of the brutal acts

Mortius: SHUT UP!

The cheers turn to boos in an instant as Mortius continues

Mortius: Now I know you were all expecting to see that match, but I’m here to tell you, it’s not going to happen

The booing escalates

Mortius: You see, through the week you may have seen what I done to those two… let’s see, ripped apart their precious bikes… took their gold

Mortius pats the belt over his shoulder

Mortius:… and kidnapped their brothers, leaving them in a loading crate by the docks. I gave them a choice, the belts or their brothers, pride or blood. I knew what they’d pick, after all, their brothers had one day left, the belts they could have gotten back tonight. So I set a little trap. Luckily someone was there to capture what transpired. So, if you’re smart enough to look where I’m pointing

He points to the Combatron

Mortius: You will see what happens to people that try and hurt me

On screen a picture, not high quality, obviously taken from a handheld camera, is the huge container from earlier in the week, with Gabrielle and Anthony Mayhem inside. After a few seconds Total Mayhem appear on shot

Jacob: Is this 88?

Ezra: Yeah

Jacob: This has been too easy, I don’t get it, just keep your eyes open

Both men enter the holder and you can hear voices from the inside, but it cant be distinguished who is talking

Jeez, help me get them down

Mmmm mm …UCK where the hell are they?

Calm down, we are here

Get Gabrielle over to the side, he’s hurt bad

A noise like something heavy being dragged on the inside is heard, suddenly a figure appears outside, clanging the door shut and locking it, dragging a dead bolt through the metal.. There is a scrambling and banging from the inside. The camera backs off to the point where you can see a massive crane with a grabber at the end, it attaches to the huge metal crate and starts lifting it slowly, when it is high enough it swings the crate over to the left, where the docks are and a huge transport ship, with numerous crates already stacked on it. Mayhems crate is placed on top as the crane lets go…. We are now back in the arena, Mortius has a smile on his face as the crowd are in shock

Mortius: That cargo holder is right now back in America, with Total Mayhem, all FOUR of them, still inside, but don’t worry, there are gallons of water in there, a six month supply of army issue rations, and a wealth of medial supplies. You see, I don’t want anything drastic to happen to them, I DO want to face them, but not until they feel an IOTA of how helpless I felt when they scarred me. This is their reckoning, they’ve went through their life living in proverbial darkness, now they get to feel what it’s REALLY like. So, no, you will not be seeing Ezra Mayhem and Mortius headline the first Unleashed, until I decide to let them go you wont be seeing them AT ALL, but not to worry, I’ll give you constant updates.

With that Mortius drops the mic and starts waling up the ramp the crowd booing and throwing full cups of soda, burritos and whatever else they can at Mortius for robbing them of the main event.

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Tom: Unbelievable, and after the midweek I thought there was nothing more that sick monster could do to them, though to be honest with you they are all as sick as each other. Of course that means that our next match is going to be the main event this evening, the last triple threat that will decide who the third man will be to fight for that belt at CZWs next pay per view ’’VOLITILE DAY’’. Wow, first however, it seems we have yet ANOTHER superstar heading down to the ring to have his say before we have that match, so lets head down to ringside to see what is happening

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Phenomenon by Thousand Foot Crutch starts to play as Chris Ross storms down to the ring completely looking like he means business

Ross: Yeah yeah cut my music! I’m out here to talk about this son of a bitch Justin Marsham! Ever since I came to the CZW I’ve seen this guy run around and try to take out the hardcore division. If there is one thing I can’t stand it’s someone who is trying to play the role of a dictator when he isn’t shit! Marsham this is going to be the end of this little rivalry. I went into your world in a standard match and now you’re entering mine!

Ross sits perched on the top rope and smiles amusingly

Ross: Marsham your blood is going to stain the parking lot tonight! Who is going to save you Marsham? You are single handedly the most disliked human being in this whole federation! No one is going to save you! It’s just going to be me, you, and the street. The way we do things out in Hawaii! You’re nothing Marsham and I’m going to prove that to everyone tonight. You will know my name. You will know who I am. And after tonight you won’t forget it! The name is Chris Ross… DON’T YOU FORGET IT!!!

With those words said Ross drops the microphone and storms out of the ring, up the ramp, to the back.

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Tom: That was short, but it looks like Ross isn’t in much of a speaking mood, Ross of course, planted drugs on Marsham sending him to prison, and THEN stole the briefcase that Marsham won in Evil Intentions ‘’Feast or Famine’’ match, luckily Marsham managed to battle his way to another case, but there is most definitely a score to be settled here and tonight might just do it, as they meet in a PARKING LOT BRAWL, no titles, no cases, just them, and a personal vendetta, and I for one, am looking forward to seeing those two go at it. Along with that of course, Overdrive is offering us Bryan McNally taking on a returning Matt Stylez, and after Stylez impact last week it will be interesting to see what he does to continue that tonight. We will also see Tim Timmons taking on The Jackal for that coveted IC title, and as you seen from earlier tonight, Timmons has set himself on destruct mode as he injured and possibly ended the fifteen year career of Caleb Walker, so Jackal, watch out, that reign looks set to be in real jeopardy tonight. Of course Feast or Famine winner Eddie Rowan will be taking on Gregory Grantham, and although the last time they were in the same match together at Stable Wars they didn’t face off, but you’d better believe ‘’The Graduate’’ was studying the ‘’Rated E for Everyone’’ Eddie Rowan, did he learn enough? Time will tell. Another returning superstar and newest member of the ‘’Elite Revolution’’ is Jeran Hudson, who tonight makes his return against former World Heavyweight Champion El Pablo, this will be a huge challenge for Hudson, and taking down Pablo will be an impressive notch on his belt. Then to end things off we have the aforementioned Matt Covey and Ace King taking each other on to possibly end the most intense rivalry we have ever witnessed here. So a great night of action ahead, but first to end things off, we go down to the ring for Rob Wright, who takes on newcomer Psyko Steve and CZWs elite Ronnie McNeil, I hope you have enjoyed the first ever Unleashed, I’ve been Tom White, and I’ll see you again… Next week!

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Rob Wright vs Psyko Steve vs Ronnie McNeil
T.V Title Tournament match 3

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"I Will Be Heard" by Hatebreed begins as the crowd boos at the sight of Psyko Steve. He ignores the fans as he makes his way to the ring.. "In The End" by Linkin Park starts to play as the crowd instantly begins to cheer. Rob Wright comes out with a grin across the face. He high-fives some fans as he makes his way down the ramp. He gets into the ring and then poses to the crowd before talking trash to Steve. "King of My World" by Saliva hits as Ronnie McNeil comes out to mostly cheers. He walks down the ramp with a determined look upon his face. The three men look at each other with sheer intensity as the bell rings.

As the bell rings, both Rob and Steve rush over to Ronnie and begin raining down fists and forearms until they bring him to a knee. They then whip him into the ropes and hit a double back elbow, sending Ronnie to the mat. Rob picks Ronnie up and throws him over the top rope, but Ronnie catches himself and lands on the apron. He springboards off the top rope and catches Rob in the back of the head with a missile dropkick, but is met with a clothesline by Steve. Steve begins to lay some stomps on Ronnie. Steve then picked him up, whipped him in the ropes and hit a huge powerslam into a pin

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Rob gets on the top rope and before he could jump off the top rope, Steve hops up and crotches him. Steve sets him up and hits the Psyko Slam. He then stands up with his back to Ronnie who hits him with a shot to the kidneys. Ronnie set him up and locked in the Flashing Lights. Really wrenching the hold in. After a few moments, Steve taps and Ronnie gets up, ‘’My World’’ plays as McNeil rolls under the ropes, and makes his way up the ramp, looking back at the ring seeing the devastation left behind.

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Unleashed- copyright CZW 2009 Unleashed is over as Overdrive begins to start, scenes of CZW Superstars in action alongside the Overdrive theme tune. The cameras cut to show the Belo Horizonte arena in Brazil. The 25,000 plus fans are loud, cheering for the first ever edition of Overdrive in Brazil. CZW Commentators are now shown as they wear Caribbean style clothes, William Masters sipping on a cocktail, Jarred Daniels wearing a ridiculously large hat.

DANIELS: Hello and welcome to another edition of CZW Overdrive, live in the rainforest capital of BRAZIL BABY…and continuing our tour of South America! We are coming off one of the greatest PPV’s CZW has seen, the first of 2009…where we saw Elite Revolution become even stronger, not only getting two new members in Jeran and Leah, but they also now have the CZW World Heavyweight Title, Eric Collum defeating El Pablo and Maynard O’Toole in triple threat action.

MASTERS: Yeah it’s hot here tonight. Evil Intentions was insane Jarred, Feast or Famine, Montana & Jackal against Covey and Fiscus, returns of several superstars, one being the two time CZW World Champion, Matt Stylez..

DANIELS: And his intentions so to speak was very clear, attacking both Montana and Fiscus, two men he has a huge history with.

MASTERS: We also are being shown around the World straight after the first edition of CZW Unleashed, if you have just watched that, then stay tuned, we have more hours of CZW action, and more hours of the Masterpiece himself, William Masters.

DANIELS: Yeah sorry about that folks, but what may make you stick around is all of this…we have Jeran Hudson in his first match back in months, against former World Champion and superstar of 2008, El Pablo.

MASTERS: Yes we also have Matt Covey and Ace King, together inside the squared circle, but they won’t be alone, oh no…referee being Ruthless Aggression, what side will she be on?!

DANIELS: We also have the openings of the cases, one man will be fired here tonight, four will receive coveted title shots!

MASTERS: I wish you could have got the pink slip case Jarred.

DANIELS: I wasn’t even in the match you idiot. Anyway, we have all that tonight plus more, first lets go to ringside as we see the first match Matt Stylez has fought since Horrorcore!

MASTERS: WERE IN BRAZIL…AND BRAZIL IS IN THRILLVILLE BABY!

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"The Ripper" BRYAN McNally -vs- "The Serial Thriller" MATT STYLEZ

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The crowd is hot as we prepare for our next match!

Towers: “Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall!”

“Live Forever” blares out through the arena, and the fans instantly burst out into a chaotic mix of cheers and boos. Green lights flash around the stage as Bryan McNally steps out onto the stage, his dented and scrapped briefcase in his hand.

Towers: “Making his way to the ring first, from Chicago, Illinois, he is ‘the Ripper,’ BRYAN McNALLY!!”

‘The Ripper’ makes his way towards the ring slowly, focusing dead ahead and ignoring the fans altogether. He rolls under the bottom rope and raises his briefcase high above him, yelling out to the crowd as he begins to psych himself up for his match. He focuses on his case, gripping it tightly before dropping it and sliding it into the corner. “Psychosocial” by Slipknot hits and the fans loudly cheer the arrival of McNally’s opponent, ‘the Serial Thrilla.’

Towers: “And his opponent, hailing from Cincinnati, Ohio, ‘the Serial Thrilla,’ MATT STYLEZ!!”

Stylez makes his way quickly down to the ring. He slides in under the bottom rope and jumps up into the corner, posing for the cheering fans. He turns and glares at McNally, gesturing at him with a throat-cutting motion before hopping down, the two staring at eachother from opposite corners.

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Daniels: “And there’s the bell! We’re ready for action as ‘the Ripper’ Bryan McNally takes on two-time former World Heavyweight Champion, ‘the Serial Thrilla’ Matt Stylez. There’s the lockup and immediately McNally shows his strength advantage by shoving Stylez back and onto the canvas! What power from ‘the Ripper’ right there!”

Masters: “No doubt about it, Stylez is never going to win a power game against McNally. Look at McNally, staring down Stylez, clearly not looking intimidated here.”

Daniels: “Stylez looking slightly wary now as he gets back to his feet. Both men going in for the lockup again…Stylez with a quick drop toe-hold! McNally eats the canvas and Stylez bolts to his feet, now staring ‘the Ripper’ down!”

Masters: “Stylez does have the speed advantage, though McNally IS quite agile for a big man.”

Daniels: “Indeed he is. Deceptively so, in fact, but Stylez does have the clear advantage in that area as we just witnessed. McNally now back up, and here’s the lockup again…McNally with a knee to the midsection, staggering Stylez! A jarring right hand! And another staggers Stylez against the ropes. He returns and…HUGE dropkick by McNally! There’s that agility we were just talking about! Stylez is down!”

Masters: “McNally now doing what he does the best, and that’s destroy the competition. He stands over the fallen Matt Stylez, slowly lifting his leg high and...MASSIVE leg drop! He leaves his leg draped over him for the pin!”

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Daniels: “A bit of a fast count there, courtesy of referee Peter Pimper! How is he still allowed to referee matches for the Whole Damn Show?”

Masters: “That’s quite enough slander from you, Daniels. That’s a respected official in the ring that you’re trashing you know! Speaking of trashing, McNally now pulling Stylez up and tossing him into the corner. Repeated knee-lifts, driving the wind from him!”

Daniels: “Cornered by Bryan McNally is not someplace I’d care to be, that’s for sure. He backs away from the corner and charges in! Clothesline! No, Stylez with the feet up! McNally catches both of Matt’s boots in the mush! Stylez quickly up to the second turnbuckle and he leaps off, taking McNally down with a bulldog headlock! The fans now heavily behind Stylez as he hits the ropes…RUNNING SOMERSAULT SENTON! Right on to McNally’s back! Cover!”

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Daniels: “Slow count!”

Masters: “You’re blind! It was a hair too fast if it was anything! Stylez glaring at the referee now…he’s just doing his job!”

Daniels: “He’s the only one here at ringside that is more crooked than you, Masters! Stylez now hammering away on McNally’s back, lifting him up and whipping him into the ropes. McNally on the rebound is taken down by a flying lariat! Stylez up now, quickly runs to the ropes and springs off the middle…asai moonsault! Pin!”

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Masters: “With authority! McNally pounds on the mat, working his way to his feet. He looks about ready to snap!”

Daniels: “Stylez is measuring him up, though, pacing around behind him! He jumps up and locks in a sleeper! McNally flails and snap mares him over! Stylez tumbles to his feet and ‘the Ripper’ tries to shake free the cobwebs. Again Stylez jumps onto McNally’s back, locking in a sleeper hold!”

Masters: “Persistent as always is ‘the Serial Thrilla.’ McNally looks like he’s slowly fading, staggering towards the ropes… No, now he’s heading to the corner… McNally lurches into the corner, dropping to his knees, Stylez eats the top turnbuckle! McNally breaks the hold! Stylez goes down to a knee and McNally springs to his feet…”

Daniels: “SHINING WIZARD! Dear GOD the impact from that knee to the face! Stylez looks to be out of it! McNally is slow to recover as well, catching his breath as he pushes himself up from the canvas! He pulls Stylez up and looks to be going for…Second City Savior!?”

Masters: “He’s got him up! And down-no! Stylez lands on his feet! Snap-suplex! Have to give it to Stylez for that counter! Both men down on the mat now!”

Daniels: “Stylez looks to be getting up first, and he’s heading to the turnbuckle! He begins to climb, but he’s looking a little wobbly! And McNally is stirring, getting to his feet…Stylez flies high!”

Masters: “FACE FIRST INTO McNALLY’S BOOT!”

Daniels: “McNally with a big-boot counter to Stylez’s top rope lariat! What sickening impact! The force of the collision knocked McNally back as well! He crawls over and hooks the leg! Cover!!”

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Daniels: “I’m surprised Pimper even acknowledged that!”

Masters: “Enough with the accusations, Daniels! He’s an honest referee!”

Daniels: “More like he’s probably on a warning as it is! McNally doesn’t look too happy about it, but this match will continue! He-wait, what’s going on here?”

Masters: “Someone heading down to ringside in a cloak! THIS has definitely never happened before!”

Daniels: “They’re slowly stalking down around ringside, but what business do they have? McNally notices them and he’s yelling something, but there is no reaction from the mysterious individual. ‘The Ripper’ now pulling Stylez to his feet…SHOULDER BREAKER!”

Masters: “That’s a crippling maneuver for sure, but it looks like McNally is somewhat distracted by the presence of this newcomer! He lifts Stylez up…Stylez with a stiff elbow to the face! Swinging neckbreaker! Again, both individuals down!”

Daniels: “They’re taking eachother to the limit tonight, that’s for certain. Wait, it looks like this cloaked person has McNally’s case! What are they doing with that!?”

Masters: “I don’t know, but if they even think about stealing it, they’re going to have hell to pay!”

Daniels: “No doubt! They’re getting to their feet now…slowly…Stylez with a right hand! McNally retaliates! Stylez staggers but throws another! McNally takes the shot and drives home another one! Stylez falls to a knee but regains his feet! Right hand!”

Masters: “Matt Stylez will never win a fist-fight with Bryan McNally!”

Daniels: “McNally with a haymaker! Stylez hits the mat! He slowly starts to make his way to his feet and McNally backs away…stalking him! Look at the eyes of ‘the Ripper!’ He’s got his prey in his sights! Stylez stands and McNally charges! NAIL IN YOUR COFFIN! No! Stylez ducks the bicycle kick! HIGH STYLE! NO! McNally holds on! He counters by holding Stylez up in the air, now with a full-nelson on ‘the Serial Thrilla!”

Masters: “Hey, that cloaked person is on the apron with the case! McNally powers Stylez over to the corner…they swing!”

Daniels: “Stylez dodges! The cloaked one hits McNally square in the face with the briefcase! HIGH STYLE!! Stylez goes for the pin!!”

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Daniels: “Stylez has done it!”

McNally rolls over slowly and looks out to the cloaked individual who has left the case lying in the corner and now backs away from the ring! ‘The Ripper’ glares at them and they just shrug back. Matt Stylez celebrates his victory as “Psychosocial” plays out, posing in the corner.

Daniels: “Matt Stylez’s comeback is off to a good start with that win there! What a match-FISCUS!”

Masters: “Fiscus takes Styles out of the corner with an electric-chair into a stun-gun!! Stylez tries to get back to his feet, but Alan -KNEE TO THE TEMPLE!”

Daniels: “Fiscus glares down at Stylez and he and McNally appeal to the crowd, but to their disapproval!”

“New Breed” hits as McNally and Fiscus exit the ring, ‘the Ripper’ reclaiming his briefcase from the apron. They head towards the back with scowls on their faces as Matt Stylez slowly props himself up on the bottom rope, clutching his head in pain, glaring angrily after them.

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Backstage camera's find one Sirena Starr standing outside the referee's locker room. Ruthann is seen exiting wearing her referee outfit. She shoots a smile over to Sirena who stands holding a mic. After Ruth leaves Sirena raises her mic.

Sirena: Good evening CzW. I am Sirena Starr...the new interviewer for the new CzW High Definition TV. The star of this segment awaits me inside.

Sirena smiles as she enters into the room Ruth just left. In the corner sits a man that is no stranger to any of the true CzW Fans. The one...the only....Cage Stryker. He appears to be holding a notebook from a couple of weeks ago. Once he sees Sirena, he smiles and waves her in.

Sirena: Good evening Cage. How are you this fine night in Belo Horizonte.

Cheap pop...fans cheer...you know the drill.

Cage: Hello my beloved Sirena. I'm doin much better now that you're in here..

Sirena: Oh behave Cage. Are you excited about this first edition of HD TV?

Cage: You damn right I am. I am the star.

Sirena: You're always my star, but enough of this. So you've asked for them to allow you this show till your return right?

Cage: Yes ma'am.

Sirena: Alright, lets get right down to it then.

Cage: Whoa now. This is rated PG-13.

Sirena: You know what I mean. Anyway, so Cage, how does it feel to be this close to returning?

Cage: You know Sirena, it feels great. I've been gone far too long. If it wasn't for that damned injury, I would have never left. CzW is my home. Nothing brightens my day more then walkin through those curtains...lookin out at the sold out crowd and hearign the roar of cheers...everyone calling my name, knowig I'm about to deliver one of the best damned shows they'll ever see. Well, other than comin home to you every night of course. That's why, even though I'm not active wrestling yet, I just had to come out and ref at the PPV. I needed to hear those cheers and see all those smiling faces.

Sirena: I know the feeling. Tell me though, why that match?

Cage: Why the X-Title match?

Sirena: Yes.

Cage: Simple. As everyone saw a couple of weeks ago...I seemed to be quite active for several title matches. Each time I was carrying this notebook. The thing is...though I know I'll have to re-earn that status I once had here...I do hope to hold gold again. Right now, I have three titles I'm considering.

Sirena: Which three?

Cage: Well, for one, I've heard the TV Title has been vacated...I'd love to hold that again. After all, that's what made the HD Cage Stryker. Now, the other two I believe are about to be unified. X-Title and Hardcore. Now, I've watched and researched all the X-Title matches...and I came to realize, the X-Title is what can make...or break a superstar. I've seen more heart and determination in the faces of all those who have vyed for that title than I ever have in World Title contenders. It's been one of the most unique titles I have ever seen. I took notes on all this...and then I got my ref license and decided I wanted to get right in the middle of an X-Title defense.. I wanted to make sure I wasn't just seeing things with the sheer intensity those matches brought...and I was not disappointed. So I guess I still have some thinking to do. We'll see soon enough...I guarantee it.

Sirena: Well, thank you for your time Cage...and until next time...this is Sirena Starr for HD TV, signing out.

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CHRIS ROSS -vs- JUSTIN MARSHAM

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The camera cuts to the entrance to the parking lot, in preparation of the Justin Marsham vs. Chris Ross backstage brawl. Marsham is already waiting there, looking as hyped up as ever. Ross on the other hand, is nowhere to be seen. All of a sudden, a soft booming can be heard. It slowly becomes clearer, till eventually we can hear ‘Phenomenon’ by Thousand Foot Crutch playing. A car comes driving into view, before handbrake turning, parking in a 90 degree angle. Marsham stares at the car. The driver’s side door opens and out jumps Chris Ross. As Ross closes the door and turns on the alarm, Marsham runs at him. Ross turns around, right into a clothesline by Marsham. Marsham pins Ross down with his knees and begins striking away at his face. Kimo Newton quickly runs from the other side of the car and nails a bulldog on Marsham. Kimo lifts Ross back to his feet, but Marsham has done the same. Marsham dropkicks Kimo from behind, who in turns knocks Ross back to the ground. Kimo stands back up...only to suffer an enzuiguri from Justin. Justin stands back up after the move...and is spun around by Ross. Ross whips Marsham into one of the nearby walls. Marsham slams into the wall and staggers back. Ross rolls him up...

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Ross walks over to a nearby trash can. He dumps the contents over Marsham, before bringing it over Justin’s back! Ross does this a second time, before tossing the can to the ground. Ross lifts Marsham up onto his shoulders, looking for a Samoan Drop onto the trash can. But Marsham wiggles out the back of the move and spins Ross around. He goes for the Assassination DDT, but Ross strikes Marsham in the ribs and pushes him away. Both men stare at each other. A whistle is heard. Both men look at Kimo, who tosses a glass dish from the buffet table to Ross. Ross grins and advances on Marsham, who backs into a supply cupboard. Ross grins and signals for Kimo to open the door. He obliges...and hits nailed over the skull with a mop! Kimo staggers back, giving Marsham room to toss a bucket of dirty water over the two men. The momentary distraction allows Marsham to grab the glass dish and brings it down over Kimo’s head, taking him out of the action. Justin delivers a few stiff kicks to the back of Ross’s leg, before landing a dropkick. Marsham goes back in the supply closet, looking for another weapon. Ross stands up though. He grabs Marsham from behind and lifts him onto his shoulders. Ross spins, driving the side of Marsham’s head into the open door of the cupboard. Ross then spins the other way, shutting the door using Marsham’s head. Ross then rests Justin against said door and backs up...he nails a running shoulder block sandwiching Justin between himself and the door! Ross goes for the pin.

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Kimo Newton is standing behind Marsham, holding a chair. Ross is able to stand now, though quite gingerly. Ross and Kimo lift Marsham up and sit him against the behind the car. Ross and Kimo then run to the car and climb in. Ross put the key in the ignition and places the car in reverse. He looks behind him, but notices the Marsham isn’t sitting there anymore. Ross turns around, only to see a steel pipe flying through the windshield! Ross is yanked out onto the bonnet, where Marsham is standing. Justin swings with a punch, but Ross ducks. Ross nails a DDT on the bonnet of the car. He then signals to Kimo, who has placed a brick on the accelerator and removes the handbrake. Kimo dives out of the car and Ross jumps off the bonnet, landing on his bad knee. Kimo and Ross watch as Marsham struggles to get out of the car, but is unable to...the car crashes into the wall! Ross and Kimo start laughing and turn away from the scene, scoping out a vehicle to steal. As Ross points one out to Kimo, Kimo drops to the ground. Ross turns around...right into an Assassinator DDT! Both Ross and Marsham are down....Marsham looking a lot worse than Ross. Eventually, Marsham crawls over to the exit of the parking lot. He stands and walks back over to Ross. He lifts Ross to his feet and drags him out into the corridor. Marsham then whips Ross into the bathrooms across the hall. Female screams are heard as various women scurry out of the bathroom. Marsham follows Ross in and grabs him by the head. He slaps him across the face, before opening a stall door into his face. Kimo runs into the room! He tackles Marsham! The two of them trade punches on the ground, while Ross recovers. Ross stands up and drags Marsham off Kimo. He suplexes him on the hard floor. Kimo and Ross then picks Marsham up. They nod and lift him onto their shoulders. But Marsham kicks Ross in the sternum and jumps off, behind them. He pushes Ross headfirst into a mirror, which shatters, busting Ross open more. He then nails the Assassinator DDT on Kimo. Too add insult to injury, Marsham grabs Kimo and pushes his head into a toilet. He slams the lid down a few times, incapacitating Kimo. Marsham flushes for good measure and walks back out into the main area...where he is met with a stiff right arm. Marsham stumbles out of the bathroom, back into the corridor. The two men begin exchanging chops, Marsham slowly being backed towards the locker rooms by the bigger man. Marsham ducks a particularly fierce chop, and grabs Ross’s arm, locking in a modified armbar. As Ross begins to struggle out of the move, Marsham shifts his weight, now not only applying pressure, but also pinning Ross...

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Marsham releases the hold in anger. He lifts Ross up and open the door to a locker room. Shawn Waters is sitting inside resting against a wall. He fails to notice the two men come in...that is, until Ross grabs him by the head and slams Shawn and Justin’s head together. Ross then whips Marsham into an open locker. He then slams the locker door as Marsham leans forward, a large dent left in the door. Ross locks the door to the locker. He rests against the wall. He looks over at Shawn, who is slowly standing up. Ross nails him with The Wipe Out, before rifling through his pockets. He finds nothing of value though. He turns around and notices the locker door shaking. Ross grabs a pot plant and throws it at the locker, crushing the metal a bit more. Ross then kicks at the door, till it breaks. He pulls Marsham out and nails The Wipe Out! Ross catches his breath before rolling over...

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Ross looks at the referee in disbelief. He walks over to the broken locker and looks around inside. He finds various clothes belonging to Shawn...most of them glorifying XTC. Ross takes a belt out of a pair of jeans and wraps it around Marsham’s neck! He begins choking the life out of Marsham! Marsham struggles for air, but Ross is ferocious with that belt. Marsham then pushes himself to his feet. He grabs the top of Ross’s head and drop back to the ground, nailing a jawbreaker. Ross loosens the hold, which is enough for Marsham to escape. Ross opens the locker room door and exits. Marsham follows. Marsham walks up behind Ross...and Ross swings around and strikes Marsham! Marsham stumbles back and leans against a table. Ross lifts Marsham up onto his shoulders...but Marsham slides out the back...BULLDOG! Marsham nails a bulldog, both men going through the table. Marsham rolls over goes for the pin.

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The camera was backstage and you could see three people wearing blue jeans with black hood over their heads wearing white sting masks without them painted with the black on it. Some of the people were looking at them strangely it seems as it seems they were checking out the place. The smaller one from the three notice that Jenny who seems to be trying to get ready to do a backstage interview was standing in front of the camera. The little one starts to slowly sneak up behind her and tap her on her shoulder and Jenny turn around and then heard the words.

Boo!

Jenny drop the microphone as she ran off scare by the person it seems as the little one just giggles softly as she took off her mask as she place it in her back pocket. She pick up the microphone as she looked into the camera.. It seems to be a young black woman as she place on this sad face.

It seems that Jenny had to go take care of something. Don't worry thought. Larks Marks is here to bring you something great.

She lower her hood off her head as you could see her hair seems to be with different colors as she looked into the camera and gives it a playfully wink.

Down the road you all will have the chance to see the newest Tag Team that just signed with Combat Zone Wrestling in action for this company. Now I bet you are wondering who this tag team is.

She starts to skipped it seems towards the boys as it seem they were sitting down on a some crates. One of them took off his mask and the young woman jump on to his back as he took the microphone from her shaking her head with a bit of a grin as she kisses his cheek.

I really don't know what we will do with you but as my beautiful girlfriend here was telling you over there. Combat Zone Wrestling has the pleasure of having a new tag team on the roster. Now, who talking to you right now is your truly Mark Black and that goof ball over there is Jason Black.

Jason just gently waves towards the camera as Larks jump off Mark's back it seems as she then sat by Jason on the crates and it seems they starts to thumb wrestles as Mark just shook his head over at them.

We are better know as Toxic. Now no.. don't get us mix up with that Spears song.

That when Larks in the backroom cover her ears as you could see Jason starts to play around and sing in her ear "Toxic" by Britney Spears in her ear. She kick at him as he just laughs as Mark looked over at him.

Do I even want to know why you know the words to the song.

Jason shurgs softly as he lift up his mask and could see his eyes seems to be red with a hint of black in them as he lick his lips and could see his tongue is pierce and form a bit of huge grin.

She f**king hot! I will lick that....

Larks then cover his mouth real fast as Mark looked back at the camera as it seems he starts to rub his temples but then Larks laugh and walked away from them it seem.

I would like to say sorry on the behalf of my brother. He at times don't think before he speaks. Now where was I... oh yea we are ready to bring something different to this company. You all in due time will know the name, cheer the name of Toxic!!

That when you see Larks coming back with a shopping cart somehow she found it backstage as Jason point to the cart she jump inside of it and he starts to push her in it as Mark watch them both acting stupid and watch her run right into the camera man and all you could see was static and hear laughter in the backroom.

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-=- INTERCONTINENTAL TITLE MATCH -=-
"Canada's Finest" TIM TIMMONS -vs- KARL "The Jackal" JACKSON ©

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Towers: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the CZW Intercontinental Championship! Introducing the challenger...

"I Stand Alone" by Godsmack hits the P.A. as Tim Timmons walks down the ramp and slides into the ring casually.

Towers: From Toronto, Ontario Canada! standing 6'2 and weight 268 Ibs, "Canada's Finest" Tim Timmons!!

*Cheers rain throughout the arena as Timmons looks more determined then ever to get that IC Title, but as the cheers start dieing down, "Gold Medal" by Trademarc hits and the cheers turn immediately to boos as Karl "The Jackal" Jackson appears, the IC Title around his waist*

Karl casually walks down the ramp toward the ring eyeing Timmons the whole way down. He enters the ring and mouths to Timmons "This is my title" but Timmons just shakes his head.

Towers: His opponent... From Orlando Florida! standing 6' even and weighing 235 Ibs, He is the current reigning and defending Intercontinental Champion, Karl "The Jackal" Jackson!!

*Boos rain the arena once again as Jackal hands the IC Title to the referee and then hands the IC Title to the timekeeper at ringside*

Daniels: This is going to be one hell of a match.

Masters: Better believe it! Timmons has had it out for Jackal for awhile now, and he's finally getting a shot at the Intercontinental Title!

Daniels: Not to mention the history Jackal and Timmons have.

*DING DING DING*

-Karl and Tim circle, neither making a move. Karl then lunges at Tim, but Tim dodges and hits a slap to the back of Jackal's head!

Daniels: Probably not a good idea to get on the badside of Jackal early on.

Masters: No, its a smart tactic actually. Timmons is keeping his cool to make Jackal infuriated enough to lose the title that way.

-Circle once again. Tim and Jackal tie-up in the center of the ring, Tim with a basic headlock, Jackal irish-whips Timmons to the ropes, rebound back and Timmons levels Jackal with a clothesline! Jackal back up immediately as Timmons goes for another clothesline NO! Go behind by Jackal, release german suplex on Timmons!! TT back up though quickly, catches Jackal off-guard with an UNPRETTIER! Cover!

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Masters: We all saw that Jarred, wow your an imbecile.

Daniels: This coming from the man known as Bill Masters...

-TT back up already after that huge move as Jackal is back on his feet. TT runs at Jackal for a clothesline, COUNTER! Jackal with an overhead belly-to-belly release suplex!! The Jackal stalks Timmons waiting for him to get slowly back to his feet. As he does the Jackal gets TT up in a front suplex but TT slips behind and makes a quick cover!!

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Daniels: Not even close to 3 on that occasion.

Masters: Indeed.

-TT and Jackal both stand and TT irish-whips him to the corner! TT follows suit with a clothesline then a running bulldog! NO! Jackal counters chop blocking his left leg from behind sending TT down grabbing his leg! Jackal picks up TT this time, european style uppercut takes TT back down. Jackal then drags TT's leg to the bottom rope and uses the rope to jump up and sit down onto TT's leg. TT screams in pain but the Jackal mercilessly sets him back up and does the same move again. The Jackal has a sick smile on his face as he once again grabs TT's leg but TT kicks him off face first into the turnbuckle...TT then picks up Jackal, setting him up for... THE T-CRUSHER!!! NO!! REVERSAL... JACKAL LOCK APPLIED!!!!

Daniels: Will Timmons get to the rope in time?!

Masters: I don't think he will Jarred!

-TT kicks off Jackal, but the Jackal Lock is still applied as TT attempts a 2nd time, this time breaking free! Jackal goes back to the Jackal Lock, but TT hits an enziguri on Jackal taking him down! TT then picks up Jackal, quick-go behind by TT! EXTREME IMPACT CONNECTS, THAT BACKCRACKER/STF VARIATION!!! TT is wrenching hard as hell on Jackal who looks to be clearly out of it at this point but Jackal reaches the ropes after several minutes of pressure applied by TT. He then releases the submission as the referee counted to 4... TT already up as Jackal is slowly getting to his feet, TT goes for a vicious clothesline, ducked by Jackal, Karl with a release german suplex once again, TT LANDS ON HIS FEET! Jackal turns around into a T-CRUSHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TT pins!

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Masters: He's a master of that ring Jarred!

-TT picks Jackal up after that devastating T-Crusher, he goes for another one... COUNTER! Jackal hits a huge DDT leaving TT dazed and confused! Jackal with a cover!

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Daniels: Oh how the mighty have fallen! TT using his past experiences in the ring to his advantage!

Masters: Jackal didn't expect that one at all!

-Jackal picks up TT, HOLY SHIT! JACKAL WITH A QUICK T-BONE SUPLEX AND A COVER!!!

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Daniels: My god I can't believe it!

Jarred: Me neither, and i'm the smart one!

-TT picks up Jackal again this time onto his shoulders... THE CANADIAN DRIVER!!!!!!!! NOOO!!!!! JACKAL REVERSES INTO A REVERSE DDT!!!! Jackal and TT are laid out on the canvas exhausted as the referee starts a 10 count.

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Daniels: Timmons might've tapped there had he not scrambled for the ropes.

Masters: Smart thinking for Timmons there.

-Jackal attempts it again but the referee tells Jackal to take a few steps back but Jackal isn't having anything of it! The referee pushes Jackal back as TT runs at Jackal hitting a huge clothesline JUST AS THE REFEREE DUCKED! COVER!!!!

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Masters: Absolute brilliance shown by the Jackal, turning that TT Crusher into his dangerous finisher.

TT attempts to crawl to the bottom rope to force a break but he seems a long way off from the rope. As the Jackal pulls and rips at the ankle TT grits his teeth, even putting his own fist in his mouth to help deal with the pain. The crowd cheer TT on as he crawls inch by inch to the bottom rope.

Daniels: He's nearly there William... he is nearly there.

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Daniels: He had no choice but to tap, Jackal had that hold locked in tight.

Masters: But he isn't letting go Jarred.

The Jackal continues to rip and tear at the ankle of TT as the referee attempts to prize him off.

Daniels: I think he's snapped, this does not look good for Tim.

TT screams in pain as the Jackal mercilessly keeps wrenching at the ankle.

Daniels: Somebody get out here and stop this before we have another career ended by this psychopath.

As the referee pleads with the Jackal to stop, TT stops screaming as he falls silent, passing out with the pain. Finally the Jackal releases as more referees appear on the outside. The Jackal pushes the referee in the ring away as he goes to the outside grabbing a chair.

Daniels: Luckily the other referees have managed to drag Timmons out of the ring, preventing him from getting hurt anymore.

The Jackal comes back into the ring and throws the chair at the referees, narrowly missing them as he stares them down, baring his teeth and almost frothing at the mouth.

The winner of the match and still Intercontinental champion: Karl The Jackal Jackson!!!

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Masters: And here we are now...time for the contract signing for a title unification match. The Hardcore champion, Brian Kirkland, will be facing off against the NEW X champion, Jacob Havok!

Daniels: I, for one, cannot wait for this match. Both of these guys are incredible performers...and I know they’ll give us an excellent match!

Masters: I, for one, just hope they beat the living crap out of each other....

The ring has been set up with a table in the center. Two chairs are set up either side of the table. ‘Nothing to Lose’ by Billy Talent plays and Jacob Havok walks onto the stage, X title raised high in the air..

Daniels: Here comes Jacob Havok...and who’s that with him?

An unknown woman is standing next to Havok, hugging his arm.

Masters: Why is she with him? She is hot! And he’s...he’s him!

Daniels: Well...whoever she is...her and Havok seemed to have aligned!

The woman blows a kiss into the audience as her and Havok continue to the ring.

Masters: She seems familiar...something about her...

Daniels: Oh please Masters...you probably only have your eyes focussed on one point.

Masters: And you don’t? I’ve always wondered about you...

Daniels: Oh shut up...look...Havok is about to speak!

Havok is looking around at the cheering fans, X title draped over one shoulder...his girl draped over the other.

Havok: It’s finally my time!

He raises the X title high in the air!

Havok: I finally captured my prize! The X title is in MY hands! And does it feel good! The fans erupt! They chant Havok’s name.

Havok: Mike...you put everything you had into that match...I thank you! I wouldn’t have wanted to face anyone else! I may have won the match the other night...but really...we are both winners! We’ve shown that Beautiful Agony is not a joke! All three members of the TRUE Beautiful Agony have all been X champions!

Havok’s girl kisses him on the cheek and claps.

Havok: CZW fans...meet Lauren Caramazzi!

Lauren gives the fans the ‘rock’ symbol with her hands. She takes the microphone off of Havok.

Lauren: That’s right, bitches! I’m Lauren Caramazzi. And this right here...

She strokes Havok’s arm.

Lauren: This is the X champion...and my new boyfriend...JACOB HAVOK! He’s going to show you fans what the X really means! Especially when he defeats Brian Kirkland to unite the X and Hardcore title...

Becoming The Bull by Atreyu begins to play, cutting off Lauren and stopping her from rambling on and on about Jacob. After about 30 seconds Brian Kirkland emerges onto the stage, proudly holding his Hardcore championship high into the air.

Daniels: And here come the CZW Hardcore champion, The Reaper Brian Kirkland..

Masters: Will you please stop calling him by that stupid name, the only thing grim about him is that horrible entrance music.

Daniels:You may not like it but apparently these fans do because they’re jumping out of their seats

Masters:Blah, blah, blah, look Kirkland is in the ring and has a mic now.

Kirkland sits down in one of the chairs, lays his title across his lap, puts his feet up on the table and begins to talk.

BK:First off Jacob, congrats on winnig that X title from MY fellow Beautiful Agony stablemate, Mike Monroe, good job man.

Brian claps a few times before puting the mic back to his face.

BK:Now onto something a little more important than a single title win. The title unification match. I gotta tell you, I'm not happy about this, I work my ass off to get this belt and I work my ass off to keep it and everything it represents alive and what does CZW do? They screw me over by making me unite my title with the X Title.

The fans boo a bit

BK:That being said, I can't do anything about that so I'll just do the next best thing. Become the new X-Division champion.

Daniels:Strong words from the Hardcore champ.

BK:So are you ready to sign this thing or not?

JH:Yeah..

Jacob snatches up the contract and quickly signs it before throwing it hard into Brian's chest. Brian immediately hops up and looks as if hes about to come over the table and attack but he quickly regains his composure and picks up the contract, pen and mic.

Daniels:Havok showing a bit of aggression here

Masters:You know, I'm starting to like this side of Jacob

BK: Normally if someone did that I'd come over there and rip their shoulder out of place but since you're a friend of a friend I'm just gonna show you how its done

Brain slings the contract into Havoks face causing him to stumble back and fall to the ground and Lauren to get out of the ring.

Daniels:Kirkland throwing that clipbord right in the face of Havok!

Brian comes around the table, grabs a hand full of Havok's hair and begins to pull him up but Havok reaches up and claws at Brian's eyes causing him to stumble back on to the table.

Daniels:This contract signing has turned into a full on brawl!

Havok kicks Brian in the head, laying him out on the table. Havok then signles to the fans for the AGONY MOONSAULT by pointing to the top rope. Havok scales the ropes but before he can jump, Brian jumps off the table and hits the rope causing Havok to fall back, headfirst to the mat.

Masters:Yes! headfirst into the mat, lets hope he doesnt get up

Daniels:You're sick!

Brian looks out at the crowd and yells "I'M GETTING AWAY WITH MURDER" He grabs Havok who still hasn’t moved, sticks Havok's head between the knees, raises one arm into the air, Pull's Havok onto his shoulders and drives him through the table with a Murder 101 Powerbomb.

Daniels:LOOKS LIKE YOU GOT YOU'RE WISH MASTERS BECAUSE HAVOK IS DEAD!

Brian looks down at Havok then notices the contract still on the ground. Brian picks the contract and pen up, signs it then drops the contract on Jacob's chest. Brian rolls out of the ring near the announce table as Lauren crawls in to check on her fallen boyfriend. Brian notices the X-title on the side of the ring when he grabs his Hardcore title, he looks at for a minute before cracking a smile and going up the ramp.

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Ruthless was sitting in her locker room along with Tatum and Reva it seems. They were in the middle of talking about something.

Ruth: I really don’t want to do this guys.

Ruth was sitting on the bench as she ran her hand in her hair. It seems Ruth change a bit as she had her hair straight down her back as she looked up a bit and on the side of her face was painted an “Ace of Spades” on her right cheek. She got up off the bench and goes inside of the locker and pull out a leather jacket that has a deck of cards on the back with the “Ace of Spades” as the top card as she place it on. The girls was sitting there looking up at her.

Reva: Now I see why Matt Covey was acting so nice to me the night I won that case for a shot at the women title a few days ago.

Tatum had her leg up on the bench as she looked between Ruth and Reva with a bit of a smirks.

Tatum: Ruth, why do you even have this friendship with Covey? I kind of on Ace’s side with this since the dude kill your baby.

Ruth looked between the women a bit as she looked at herself in the mirror a bit as she just stare a bit.

Ruth: It hard to explain but let just say he help me out with something a few weeks back. I just hope I don’t lose Ace over this.

That when the locker room door open and it Jesse Montana walked inside and it seems he have something in his hands. He smirks a bit as he looked down at the women as Ruth along with the other women stood up glaring at him.

Ruth: What the f**k do you want?

Jesse act shocked as he hears those words coming of Ruthless’s mouth.

Jesse: What kind of welcome is that for YOUR PRESIDENT OF CZW?!

Jesse’s smirk changes to a look of anger as he steps forward, just inches away from Ruth, staring into her eyes, but she does not back away.

Jesse: You know Ruth, I really need you to set an example around here, along with Tatum, for some of the young female wrestlers around here.

Reva smirks as she push past him as she walked out of the door with Tatum just standing there watching closely as Jesse just shrugs softly.

Jesse: Bye then…Reva…Anyway what was the Sensation saying…Oh yeah…You see I am here because of the fact Ruthless tonight I believe you can set the right example for the valets and for all the ladies. They don’t seem to be showing me the respect I deserve around here, you see this is my Company now, but these women seem to follow your lead, which means I can’t have you dis-respecting the President now…can I?

Ruth shook her head as she place her hands on her hips, still not backing away as Jesse growls.

Ruth: Jesse, you might have the board fool but I know what you did to get the women division closed. You didn’t like the fact how some of the women around here especially Leah and Debra were pulling the rating in for the division. So, you when to the board with some fake figures and make them believe I was the one making up false records about the ratings for the division.

Jesse starts to growl louder as she looked over at her and starts to set up to her as Tatum watching on a bit shocked.

Tatum: It because of you Jesse that I am stuck as a valet!

Jesse smirks over at Tatum as he looks right into her eyes, a cocky grin on his face.

Jesse: I did each of your women a favor. All your women really truly couldn’t make it here at Combat Zone Wrestling so I did what I believe was right for the company and also for you, I mean lets face it, this is a man’s World, you were going no where. Tatum think of this. You have tried for the Women’s title so many times but NEVER won and face the fact, you were NEVER going to win it. Then you drag queens even believed you could step up and fight in the men’s division? What in the hell are you women smoking?!

Tatum walked over to Jesse and slap him hard across the face as she storm out of the locker room as Jesse just shrugs a bit as he rub his face.

Jesse: Hmm, I guess she slaps harder than Tim Timmons. Anyway, Ruth I need you to wear this tonight for your match as guest referee to help promote the company.

He hands Ruthless something and it seems to be a string bikini that has the Combat Zone Wrestling logo on it. She looking at it and just holding it up by the bottom part of it as Jesse is grinning from ear to ear.

Jesse: I am thinking of next week to have ALL the valets wear this around the locker rooms and outside of the arena to help push the company ratings up a bit more. Maybe even hang around the Presidential office…You know what they say…sex sales!

Jesse pinches Ruthless cheeks as he laughs standing there watching her closely as she looks at him and then the bikini and back at him. Something comes over her as she throws it at his face and then spears him down to the ground. She starts to throw punches on top of him as he was trying to shield his self from the blows as it seems she got him a few times. That when the locker room door burst open with Casey and a few other guards as they pull her off of Jesse as his clothes looked all mess up as you could see her kicking her feet up in the air want to go after him some more.

Jesse: You know what!!!! You are banned from for the rest of the night from the arena and I will take your spot as the guest referee in the match. You just made a terrible mistake Ruthless f**king Aggression.

He checks his face and notice he was bleeding as he watches them take her out of the locker room screaming on the top of her lungs. “You will pay for everything Jesse! You will pay!!!”.

DANIELS: Can you believe that? Ruthless stepping up and giving the CZW President one almighty right right hand.

MASTERS: One right hand? That savage beast was scratching and clawing, I even saw foam coming out of her mouth, she has clearly got rabies, she should be locked up!

DANIELS: And maybe she will be, you saw how security took her out of the locker room, and it was unfair in my opinion, she was trying to stand up for the Women here in CZW, I mean who’s idea was it really to have the Diva’s prance around in that embarrassing outfit?

MASTERS: Well it was a joint effort really by myself and the Sensation.

DANIELS: I should have known. And if she does get taken out of the arena tonight, what does that mean for our main event?

MASTERS: That is true, I was looking forward to seeing Ruthless in that skimpy outfit, you know I picked it out especially for her, and what thanks do me and Mr. Montana get?

DANIELS: We’ll have to keep you posted folks on that situation, and William, you truly disgust me. And another man that disgusts me, well disgusts the entire locker room and World Wide CZW fans, it is Gregory Grantham of course, can he get back on a winning streak? We will find out next!

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"Rated E For Everyone" EDDIE ROWAN -vs- GREGORY "The Graduate" GRANTHAM

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TOWERS: "This next match is a singles bout scheduled for one fall. Introducing first..."

"Upgrade^Brigade" by Fair to Midland begins to play, and the crowd boos

TOWERS: "Hailing from Houston, Texas and weighing in at 245 pounds... The Graduate... GREGORY GRANTHAM!!"

Grantham walks out, a little more determined than normal. He makes a bee line for the ring, not paying attention to the crowd or taking the time to pose. He stands in a corner, and stretches as he prepares for the match.

TOWERS: "And his opponent..."

"Doomsday Clock" by Smashing Pumpkins begins to play, as most of the crowd cheers

TOWERS: "Hailing from Seattle, Washington and weighing in at 205 pounds... Rated E For Everyone... EDDIE ROWAN!!"

Eddie comes out, and poses with a confident smirk on his face. He walks down to the ring, calm and collected, also ignoring the fans. He slides into the ring, and poses on a top turnbuckle for a moment. He hops down, and faces Grantham at the opposite end of the ring.

DANIELS: "Here we go, what an awesome match up this will be. Grantham was barely defeated by Ace King last week in San Juan, and he's hungry to redeem himself tonight."

MASTERS: "He is, but he's facing a member of the Whole Damn Show which doesn't bode too well for the man."

* DING DING DING *

DANIELS: "This match is underway, and both men circle each other. They measure each other up before they lunge into a lockup. Grantham immediately nails Eddie with a kneelift to his ribs. He does it again. He throws Eddie to the ropes, but on the rebound Eddie slides under his legs. Grantham turns around and Eddie nails a standing dropkick!"

MASTERS: "The crowd seems to favor Eddie in this match, Jarred!"

DANIELS: "With Grantham's latest actions, it's a lesser of two evils situation."

MASTERS: "Eddie chops Grantham as he stands back up, and locks on a headlock. After a moment, Grantham pushes him to the ropes. On the rebound, Grantham shoulderblocks Eddie down. Eddie flips over and Grantham hits the ropes, leaping over Rowan. Rowan gets up and tries to leapfrog over Grantham, but Grantham grabs him in a bearhug!"

DANIELS: "Smart move by the so-called Smartest Man in the CZW. Eddie winces as Gregory applies pressure. Eddie tries to get out of the hold, but Gregory has it locked in. Finally, Eddie headbutts him and he releases it! Both men stumble, but Eddie dropkicks the knee of GG, causing him to fall to his belly. Eddie drops a legdrop on the back of his head. He picks Grantham up... grabs him.. rolling leg-lock!"

MASTERS: "Nice! Grantham struggles as Eddie locks it in, and the referee.. Wyatt Lewis... asks GG if he wants to quit. Do you think Gregory was fined for his actions last week?"

DANIELS: "Of course he was. Eddie wrenches in and Gregory hollers out. Gregory reaches... and damn, he gets the ropes. Wyatt makes Eddie release the hold. Eddie stands up and stomps down on Gregory's knee, obviously zoning in on the damage he's caused. He picks GG up and throws him to the ropes. He goes for a spinning heel kick... but Grantham catches him!"

MASTERS: "And Gregory drops him down with a slam, both men on the mat. GG's knee is hurting, but he crawls over and attempts a pinfall."

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DANIELS: "Gregory gets up, and hobbles a little on that knee. He drops a fistdrop to the forehead of Eddie! He then slowly picks Eddie up, locks in.. and nails an armbreaker. Eddie's on GG's knee, and now GG's on Eddie's right arm it looks like. He kicks Eddie in the gut. He grabs the arm again, and twists it. Short-armed clothesline! Gregory goes for another pin."

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MASTERS: "Rowan isn't done yet, though. Gregory picks him back up. He irish whips Eddie hard into the nearest turnbuckle. Gregory charges in.. but Eddie lifts his legs! He twists and grabs Gregory with them... a corner sunset flip!"

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DANIELS: "Gregory sits up and immediately slaps Eddie hard in the face! He takes control again, picking him up. He kicks him in the gut. Gregory nails Eddie with a vicious power bomb! Grantham might be making a mistake, however, as he doesn't go for the pin... instead he climbs to the top turnbuckle!"

MASTERS: "Grantham taking a page out of Eddie's book here, as he measures him... he leaps... Grantham nails Eddie with a missile dropkick!! He goes for the pin!"

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DANIELS: "Amazing fortitude from Eddie. Grantham can't believe it! He better not attack Lewis as well, William!"

MASTERS: "Gregory will attack whoever he wants... WHENEVER he wants!"

DANIELS: "He picks Eddie up, and slaps him hard in the chest. He grabs him, and it looks like he's going for another powerbomb. He lifts up.. but Eddie squirms out of the move! He kicks GG in the gut.. MANHATTAN DROP!"

MASTERS: "Grantham is on all fours, and Eddie measures him! He takes off.. SHINING WIZARD!! He goes for the cover!"

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DANIELS: "Wait, what is this? Why is HE coming down here?"

MASTERS: "WOO HOO! It's Alan Fiscus! He's making his way down the aisle.. he's coming this way, Jarred!"

DANIELS: "Don't blow your load... Ah, Hello Alan."

Alan, wearing a black leather vest of a gray shirt filled with skulls, grabs a headset and a seat next to Masters."

FISCUS: "Hello, boys."

MASTERS: "Always a pleasure, Alan!"

FISCUS: "I know it is, I know it is. Ah, look at my boy Eddie here, in COMPLETE control of that idiot Grantham!"

DANIELS: "Eddie has Gregory back up, and locked in a standing wrist wrench. Eddie walks them near the ropes... He leaps up, springboards... and nails GG with a armdrag! What a spectacular move."

FISCUS: "Of course it was, Eddie Rowan performed it! He's rated E for Excellent... Entertaining... and Electric!"

MASTERS: "Eddie has Gregory up, and a little dazed. Eddie runs to the ropes, and leaps up.. looking for the hurricanrana. Gregory has caught him, however! He drops him down, another power bomb! Grantham slumps down in a pin!"

FISCUS: "C'mon Eddie!"

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FISCUS: "That's right."

DANIELS: "That took all he had though, both these men are weakened now. Grantham picks up Eddie by the hair and drops him down with a bodyslam. Oh.. I think.."

MASTERS: "He's going for the Prosecutor!! His vicious figure four leglock..... he has it on! Eddie is squirming in pain!"

FISCUS: "C'mon Eddie! Don't tap to this bitch!"

DANIELS: "Eddie is struggling, Lewis is on the ball asking him.. he shakes his head no... He's trying to get to the ropes... his shoulders are down!"

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FISCUS: "Yeah, Eddie, fight it! Don't let that fool get a win!"

DANIELS: "Eddie sits up.. and Gregory gouges his eyes! That cheap bastard. Eddie falls back down. The count!"

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MASTERS: "He can't take this too much longer, Grantham is a beast!"

DANIELS: "Eddie is struggling... and... oh, he gets the ropes!"

FISCUS: "Break the hold, you bastard!"

MASTERS: "Lewis is adminstering a five count... Gregory lets go at four!"

DANIELS: "Gregory picks Eddie back up, and again slaps him right across the face! He picks him up!"

MASTERS: "4.0!"

FISCUS: "NO! Eddie wiggles out! Grantham is a tool!"

DANIELS: "Eddie kicks Grantham in the gut! He's going for the Ed-DVD!"

MASTERS: "But no, Grantham slides out! Kick to the gut! DDT!"

DANIELS: "Grantham is going for the pin... and he moves his foot on the second rope! Wyatt, look!"

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FISCUS: "That cheating bastard--"

DANIELS: "Fiscus has just taken his headset off and slid into the ring! He attacks Grantham from behind as Lewis was raising his hand! They spill out of the ring, as Eddie is up on his knees."

MASTERS: "Fiscus is pissed, but Grantham is fighting back! They go back and forth... Grantham goes to irish whip Alan into the ringsteps... but NO! Alan reverses!"

* THUD *

DANIELS: "Look, it's Matt Stylez! He's running down the ramp... and he immediately attacks Fiscus! They begin going back and forth right there at the ramp's end. They begin brawling on the side of the ramp, moving towards the back. These men are at each other's throats!"

MASTERS: "This is a budding rivalry right here, and they've made their way to the back! Can we get a camera back there!?"

-scene cuts to backstage-

DANIELS: "Yes there they are.. Alan just slammed Matt into a soda machine! But Matt immediately grabs Alan and slams his head into it as well! They are going tooth and nail! Here's comes security... five or six men, trying to separate them... Here comes some of the wrestlers as well! They finally get them separated... Frank Finch and Big Nasty are holding back Alan, as Mike Monroe and Brian Kirkland are holding back Stylez. Alan's eyes tell the whole story, he looks like he's seeing red!"

MASTERS: "Matt seems to want his blood just the same, how intense is this? We'll be right back!"

** A commercial for the Alan Fiscus DVD is shown **

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"The Five Star Superstar" EL PABLO -vs- JERAN HUDSON

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DANIELS: Well maybe the night can get even better for the Elite Revolution here tonight. Next up we see the return of ‘The Future’ Jeran Hudson.

MASTERS: This guy is back, he is back with a new attitude, a new goal, a new future he says and did you see what this psychopath did to our backstage interviewer, Ryan Lewis?

DANIELS: I heard that poor guy has to eat through a straw from now on, but as much as that guy gets hurt, he always seems to be backstage, he is like an unbreakable force!

MASTERS: The only unbreakable force here in CZW apart from Montana and Jackal of course, could be the Elite Revolution, they are back with a vengeance and trust me Jarred, before Jeran decides to plant his large foot in the side of your jaw, this man demands respect and he isn’t the sort to do bad commentating on.

DANIELS: Well instead of mutilating our backstage staff, this guy should focus on his opponent this week, the former World Heavyweight Champion, high flyer El Pablo. I mean Elite Revolution seem to believe they can do whatever they want around here, but I am sure the Superstar of the year El Pablo has something to say about that.

MASTERS: I just can’t wait to see this match, the return of the Future, rumors have it that this is not Jeran’s first match tonight, apparently these Brazilian fans, even though they don’t deserve the pleasure, they got to see Jeran warming up against no other than, Frank Finch.

DANIELS: Yeah didn’t turn out well for the Whole Damn Show’s representative, but EP is no warm up, this is the real thing. And it looks like it’s about to begin.

Towers: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

"Deep (Filthy Saturated Remix)" by Nine Inch Nails hits the P.A. with a resounding force as "The Future" Jeran Hudson walks down to the ring among a chorus of boos as he then enters the ring, staring intently at the entrance ramp waiting for his opponent.

Towers: From Houston Texas, standing 6'4 and weighing 245 Ibs, "The Future" JERAN HUDSON!

-Another chorus of boos erupt as J-Ra stands in the ring smiling sadistically

Towers: His opponent...

"Been Training Dogs" by The Cooper Temple Clause hits the P.A. as the heavy booing turns to an eruption of cheers as the one, the only, The Five-Star Superstar El Pablo walks down towards the ring eyeing J-Ra as he then enters the ring, his mask covering his face as part of his lucha libre gimmick.

Towers: From Portsmouth England, standing 6'3 and weighing 205 Ibs, "The Five Star Superstar" EL PABLO!

-A huge wave of cheers overshadow the other cheers from before as EP taunts to the fans while J-Ra just looks unimpressed.

*DING DING DING*

Daniels: This match is underway!

Masters: Indeed!

-EP and Ra tie-up, Ra being the bigger of the two with a headlock on EP but counters into his own variation of a headlock! Ra escapes with a huge elbow to the side of EP's face but EP returns the favor with 3 huge right hands rocking Ra back! EP shoots Ra off the ropes with an Irish whip and on the rebound EP hits Ra with a Hurricanrana sending Ra reeling to the concrete floor on the outside of the ring. The crowd getting pumped up, EP hits the far side then hits a huge NO HANDS SUICIDE FRONT FLIP OVER THE TOP ROPE!!!!

*HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT CHANTS THE FANS!!!*

Daniels: El Pablo, proving once again he is indeed the Five-Star Superstar!

Masters: What a move there!

-The referee starts a count-out as EP and Ra keep battling on the outside. EP takes Ra and throws him headfirst into the steel, but Ra counters it! Ra then throws EP into the steel as EP's head hits HARD. Ra goes back in the ring then back out as the ref's count was up to 6! Ra picks up EP, then throws EP back into the ring. Ra picks up EP and puts him onto the top turnbuckle! Ra lifts EP for a superplex, COUNTERED! EP hits a series of right hands to Ra's head then a huge HEADBUTT sending Ra to the canvas below with EP still on top! EP regains his composure, surveying the scene as EP leaps off the top rope... TRIPLE JUMP MOONSAULT!!! NOOO!! Ra moves at the last second sending EP crashing to the canvas, the crowd in dire straights here as Ra goes for the first cover of the match!

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Daniels: This action has been all over the place!

Masters: That’s what your mother said last night!

Daniels: Oh please, one look at you and she'd have a heart-attack from seeing the bald spots, oh, and by the way your hairline is receding!

Masters: ...Touche...

-Ra picks up EP then hits a European uppercut taking EP down to the canvas. Ra then circles around EP and hits a Jumping Knee Drop on EP as he holds his face checking for any sign of blood. Ra then picks EP back up, irish-whips EP to the far side, Ra ducking down for a back-body drop, EP stops in his place, then kicks Ra almost like a punt-style kick, as Ra felt that one as EP goes to the apron and hits a ROPE VAULT BODY SPLASH on Ra just as he recovered! EP with the quick cover!!

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Daniels: Kick out there by Jeran. This match is awesome, wouldn't you say Masters?

Masters: Huh? What? Oh yeah sorry... Just checking my hair...

Daniels: Just like your mom did when you were born... *cough*

-Masters glares at Daniels, as EP picks up Ra this time, Irish whips to a corner, following Ra with a clothesline! Ra is dazed as EP hits a MISSILE DROPKICK to Ra NOOO! Ra moved once again allowing EP to hit the canvas again as Ra looks onward and gets in position... He's calling for it right here.... THE EYE OF RA!

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Masters: Damn that EP! Come on Ra! Kick that little bastard's ass!

Daniels: Hell no! EP will win this match!

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-The crowd is cheering as EP just beats the 10 count as Ra Irish-whips EP to a corner! Ra running at EP with a clothesline but EP dodges at the last second as Ra hits the turnbuckle hard, EP spins Ra around and puts Ra in the TREE OF WOE!!! EP goes to the opposite side... BASEMENT STYLE DROPKICK ON RA!!!!!

*CZW! CZW! CZW! CZW!*

Daniels: This crowd is really behind El Pablo now after that move! Amazing!

Masters: Come on Ra, don't fail me now!

Daniels: If anyone's the failure, you are... Krimzon Blaze paid me to say that to you!

Masters: Blaze can go suck a d---

Daniels: He also told me that your new nickname is Bill Masters.

Masters: *mumbles unders his breath*

-EP picks up Ra then hits a quick Twist of Fate!! NOO!! Ra counters into a DDT catching EP way off guard! Ra with a cover!!

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-Ra then does his trademark Hudson Stomp! He stomps all around EP's body as it flails around like a floppy tuna!! Ra then signals for the end once again... He yells out "EYE OF RA TIME!" He then gets into the stalking position as EP slowly rises... turns around... Ra going for it! NO! EP countered it once again by throwing Ra to the ropes and on the rebound, EP hits a hurricanrana on Ra who goes sailing to the corner! EP looks at the crowd!! WAIT.... WHATS HE GOING FOR HERE?!? HOLY SHIT!! EP CHARGES IN WITH A STINGER SPLASH!! EP patiently waits in the corner as Ra goes after him... WAIT WHAT?! Ra comes running at EP... EP DODGES AS RA IS STILL IN THE CORNER...EP WALKS THE ROPES INTO A SPRINGBOARD DROPKICK ON RA!!!! HE CALLS THAT THE FIVE STAR EXPRESS!!!!

*HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT*

Daniels: HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!! WHAT A MOVE BY EL PABLO!!

Masters: That must be one of his new moves he was talking about!!!

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Daniels: Hudson using his in-ring capabilities to his advantage!

Masters: Come on Jeran!!!

-EP looks up at the referee in anguish as he gets to his feet pulling Ra up, Irish-whips Ra to the far corner, then follows up with a fast-paced RUNNING ARABIAN FACEBUSTER!!!!! COVER!!!!!

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Daniels: Hudson isn't out of this yet!

Masters: Indeed.

- Jeran holds his face, checking to see if he is bleeding at all after the hellacious face buster. EP is back up now, seeming to have an infinite amount of stamina. EP picks up Ra who quickly reaches out, grating the eyes of EP who steps back, head in his hands. Ra now grab EP from behind, seeming to go for a modified headlock takedown, but at the last second he switches it into a HEADLOCK-BACKBREAKER!!!!!!!!!

Masters: OH YES! I believe he used that maneuver on Frank Finch a few hours ago…

Daniels: It was a sick move, EP’s neck just snapped back at huge velocity. That would slow any man down, even the great El Pablo.

Masters: Thank God, that guy makes me dizzy.

- Ra now sits up, on one knee as he checks his head once more, before staying in the same position, almost in a trance like state, staring at the thousands of fans who boo him, desperate to see El Pablo get up from the canvas.. Ra gets a sick smile come across his face as he stands, tall over EP now as he licks his lips, then drops for the third time, the fans sense what is coming.

Masters: These fans are scared for their hero now, if only EP could see the poison-ness lizard like predator waiting, preying on his body.

Daniels: The thousands of fans booing may give it away Bill.

Masters: don’t ever call me that again jackass.

- Ra licks his lips, almost dancing back and forth with sheer joy at the thought of hitting his move. EP makes it to his feet, holding the back of his neck still reeling from the previous attack. EP turns around as the fans gasp…

EYE OF RA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Masters: Third time lucky, PUNK!

Daniels: Jeran may be about to get a win over the former World Champion here…

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Masters: Three count! J-Ra wins, and your favorite loses, Hahahah!

Daniels: I don’t see anything funny about this situation, and why is Leah having to come down here now?!

Masters: Her man just beat the former World Champion, she wants to revel in his success.

- J-Ra gets his hand raised before Leah dives into the ring and tells the referee to hightail it, Ra now peering down at the much smaller man in black and white stripes. The ref flops down and out the ring as both Leah and Ra begin to hug.

Masters: What a lovely sight, this joyous couple in love.

Daniels: All they are in love with Bill is inflicting pain upon others. This team is just plain sickening.

- Ra slowly walks backwards from Leah as they stare into each others eyes, Leah with a menacing yet seductive look, Ra with a deeply intense look, a smile across his face as they both nod to each other then kiss. Ra then turns his attentions on EP who by now is up on his hands and knees, totally oblivious to the fact Ra and Leah are planning something evil.

Daniels: That is enough, EP get out of their quick, Jeran has something demonic planned.

Masters: Maybe EP will be speaking to Ryan more than he thought this week.

- Ra and Leah look at each other once more, as if they anticipation of pain turns them on. The fans are furious as EP seems helpless. Ra in one quick motion charges towards EP as he throws his foot out aiming for the temple of EP’s head…

Masters: NO…NO!!!!!!!!!!!

- Of course the fact that Bill Masters screams no means Jeran did not hit his menacing punt kick. Ace King comes out from the crowd and pulls EP to safety as the fans breath a sigh of relief, as does Jarred and Ace.

Daniels: You are upset that he missed that dreadful kick???!

Masters: No…erm…I just…erm remembered I forgot to record Gladiators last night.

Daniels: El Pablo has just been saved by his partner Ace, but Jeran has gone too far in my opinion, the match was over, and that witch Leah Kimara, she is just as bad.

Masters: Watch what you say you ass-clown.

- Jeran and Leah stare an evil glare at Ace King as he growls back, both teams furious. The fans chant for Ace and EP as the scene fades…

Daniels: Even though Jeran didn’t do what he wanted, Elite Revolution win two nil here tonight, we will be back folks as up next is our main event!

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The camera sits still, watching a lonely corridor, only sounds from the crowd in the packed out arena can be heard at this moment. Slowly another sound becomes apparent, heavy footsteps, followed by a shrieking echo, slightly like a group of people talking with a high pitch tone to their voices. Suddenly the camera turns around as the noise is louder, in fact the scene becomes evident as we see a group of Security guards, one being the familiar Gorilla like Casey. Holding alongside them is clearly Ruthless Aggression who has now ripped clothes, messed up hair and make-up down her face, growling and fighting with the large men, failing to break free though. Following her is a group of women, divas of CZW, including Reva Douglas, Tatum Regan and Serena Starr, sister of the former CZW QoC Champion, Sirena.

They seem to be shouting and cursing at the security guards, knowing that the departure of their former boss Ruthless Aggression is unwarranted. Then their attentions point to another person, as Ruthless spits insults towards this figure too. The figure appears to be the CZW President, Jesse Montana. He stands with his executive suit on, his slicked tied back hair and his baby face, a huge grin on his face as he chomps hard on his minted gum, familiar to almost every scene with the Sensation.

‘Get the little whore out of my building…Do it fast!’

Montana raises his voice to volume over the high pitched screaming of the angered divas. The security guards now open up the door and use even more force as they throw Ruthless to the concrete ground below. Ruth gets up and tries to dive back inside, frothing form the mouth staring at the President. Casey is the man who holds her back, wrapping his large muscular arms around the torso of the Former Queen of Combat General Manager.

‘Jesse…you haven’t heard the last of me…I will make you bleed!’

Montana looks a little stunned as he steps back, almost shaking as he notices the sheer anger in the eyes of Ruthless. Casey then throws Ruthless to the ground again as Jesse Montana walks up to the open exit door, standing behind a group of large security guards, Casey at the front.

‘Your time here in CZW is over…and looking at you now…I am happy for one reason…I am happy your unborn child was killed…at least that poor little mutant didn’t have to be raised by a grimy slut like you!’

The evil words from the CZW President echoes through the mind of Ruthless as she runs at the door one more time, managing to get through just enough to scratch the right eye of the Sensation, making him hold his face, his eye-lid bleeding immediately. Casey then shuts the door on Ruthless as he locks it, the sound of her banging on the door can be heard. The crowd boo and spit at the President, watching on the Combat-Tron after hearing those sick and twisted comments form the detested boss. Jesse Montana looks up, now with a scar down his right hand side, he does not even bother to acknowledge the other divas as they curse at him, thoroughly disgusted by what he said and did.

‘You make me sick…’

‘I am glad I don’t have to work for a scumbag like you anymore…’

‘You will get what is coming to you one day…’

These few of many comments just slide off the apparent trance like state of Jesse Montana, as he now wades through the crowd of on-lookers, no emotion on his face as the blood drips down his chin and neck. The divas walk back off to their locker rooms still cursing, the fans doing exactly the same, even some of the security guards whispering about him. Montana fades into the distance as does the scene…

DANIELS: This guy is perverse, what kind of a man says those appalling words to a lady? This is a woman who has recently lost her own child, and she has done everything for Montana and CZW, then that freak says something like that, I am sickened to be working for him.

MASTERS: Oh get over it, maybe what he said was a little harsh but that twisted woman assaulted the man, she could go to jail, and still you focus on what Montana did in retaliation, he never struck her, he just said a few words.

DANIELS: Have you ever lost a child, William? This woman has had her whole life broken down before her eyes and people like you and Montana inflict more pain upon her, I just feel sorry for the poor girl and I hope we have not seen the last of Ruthless Aggression.

MASTERS: I hope we have, and I hope Jesse Montana can get over those dreadful threats she made on him.

DANIELS: Your truly remarkable William, even I am astonished, anyway, once again, what just transpired again makes us ask the question…who will officiate the Main Event? And it is coming up NEXT!

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~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
-=- RUTHLESS IS SPECIAL GUEST REFEREE -=-
"The Gambler" ACE KING -vs- "Bad Ass" MATT COVEY

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TOWERS: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the CZW Overdrive MAIN EVENT!

(Suddenly the lights go out as Jessica stops speaking, now dropping the microphone and leaving the ring, shivering with fright)

MASTERS: Come over here Jessica, I can take care of you…

DANIELS: And what is this all about now?! The lights going off? And as we know, Ruthless is clearly not going to be the referee for this contest after what happened earlier on…BUT WHO IS?!

‘For Whom the Bells Toll’ begins to play as the sound thunders through the Belo Horizonte.

MASTERS: Haha yes! Who better to officiate a match than the CZW President himself, this one should be right down the middle with the up most professionalism.

DANIELS: So Montana firstly disrespects the whole of the diva division here in CZW, then he throws Ruthless Aggression from the arena before her match, thus making the most disgusting comment I have ever had to hear on national television, and now after all that, Jesse Montana is going to officiate a match between two of his biggest rivals to date.

MASTERS: I know…genius isn’t it? And before you start throwing your insults around the place like you have verbal diarrhea, I would just like to comment on the fact Jesse Montana was provoked tonight, assaulted by the demonized woman, and now has to fill in for the official’s jobs because Montana does everything he can to make CZW a success.

DANIELS: I can’t trust Montana as far as I can throw him, and neither can Covey and King, both going to have to step into the ring with this malevolent minded man.

(Jesse Montana has now made his way onto the stage, at first with a frown on his face, anger boiling deep down as he touches the minor scarred face left by Ruthless Aggression. But as the fans begin to boo without control, Montana switches to a sinister face, a dark smile that is tarnished on the President’s face, his eyes scanning over the Brazilian fans as though they were his puppets. Jesse Montana walks down the ramp, wearing a pair of black pants and a black and white t-shirt, those fashioned by the officiating staff of CZW and Professional Wrestling. Jesse Montana steps inside the ring, Jessica Towers staying put until he signals for her to do her job. The music fades as the fans are left booing, now throwing insults towards the Sensation.

DANIELS: Look at that vile man, a man who has no concern to a woman who recently lost her baby, lost her boyfriend and also lost her livelihood, she lives and breathes wrestling and this man is making her life a living hell.

MASTERS: If she conformed with the Montana way there would be no problem, why the anarchy? Why the disobedience? Mr. Montana is just doing his job and love him or hate him, he does what is best for CZW.

DANIELS: yeah best for you and the rest of the perverts who want to see our talented divas showcased as almost porn stars, wearing those ridiculous outfits.

MASTERS: Your just homosexual, Jarred.

DANIELS: My sexuality has nothing to do with this, I am merely stating how pathetic this man and you for that matter is, to treat the ladies in the back like there personal play toys. And now Matt Covey and Ace King have to place their bodies on the line once again, now at the mercy of this, MERCILESS man.

MASTERS: Jesse Montana is the best choice to officiate this match, no other referee could control the emotions of these two men like Jesse can, so give the man the credit he is due.

DANIELS: I give him the credit he deserves and that credit fades every time he makes an appearance. Anyway, two men I do respect are Ace King and Matt Covey…

MASTERS: YOU RESPECT A MURDERER?!

DANIELS: I sure as hell don’t condone tha…

MASTERS: Changing your tone now aren’t you Jarred?

DANIELS: …

(Jessica is now in the ring as she stands next to Montana who eyes her up, making her feel ever so uncomfortable. The lights go out quickly as ‘Ace of Spades’ suddenly blasts through the stereos, the crowd finally having something to cheer for)

TOWERS: Introducing first…he hails from Las Vegas, Nevada and weighs in at 205 lbs, he is the Gambler…ACE KING!

(Ace makes his way out as he seems distracted, even though the fans are begging for some Ace King attention, cheering madly, he shows them no attention, now walking down the ramp staring at the President, Ace almost blowing smoke from his nose and steam from his ears after the comments and actions of Jesse Montana moments ago. Jesse Montana signals for Ace to calm down as he shows no emotion, sliding into the ring and standing face to face with Montana, his eyes not blinking, glaring at the Sensation. Jesse eventually backs away, standing in the corner as Ace finally looks away from Montana, now climbing the turnbuckle and holding his hands up to the fans who love him)

MASTERS: I hope he can take the focus off Montana in this match, otherwise he may be in for an almighty beating.

DANIELS: And how do you suggest he takes his mind off Montana? I mean Ace King and Ruthless may have had their problems, but seemingly they still have strong feelings for each other, they cannot deny that. Ace King has had to witness Montana not only be sexist towards his girlfriend, but also throw her from the arena, and spew insults about his murdered child…MY GOD HOW DO YOU EXPECT ACE TO REACT YOU MORON?!

MASTERS: Well don’t take it out on me you mongrel, speak to Mr. Montana about it, I am sick of you shouting at me on national television, I could snap you like a damn twig you feeble slug.

DANIELS: Whatever…

(Ace King suddenly takes his eyes off Jesse Montana as Matt Covey stands on the stage, "Puritania" by Dimmu Borgir playing on the stereos, the fans making mixed reactions)

TOWERS: And his opponent…hailing from Wherever he Damn Well Pleases and weighing in at 225 lbs…The resident Bad Ass…MATT COVEY!

(Matt Covey walks down the ramp, the fans at the front near the guardrail cheering for him, reaching out to get a touch on the Bad Ass of CZW. Matt Covey looks at a teenage boy, a WDS t-shirt on as he grabs Matt Covey by the hand, cheering him. Matt Covey grabs the kid by the shirt, face to face, now growling at the young man as he gets released, now with tears in his eyes.. Matt Covey carries on, his middle finger up to the rest of the fans, but to his anger most of the fans actually loving getting the finger, doing it back. Covey climbs into the ring as he walks past both Ace and Montana, giving them both an evil glare and a sinister smile before climbing the turnbuckle, swearing at the rest of the fans, then climbing down giving the finger to both Ace and Jesse)

MASTERS: Does this guy have any respect?! He is just like you Jarred, a dirty thug off the streets that swears and takes drugs, I mean look at him he is clearly drunk right now.

DANIELS: Hang on…I don’t take drugs…

MASTERS: Save it for the rehab speech. And then he even has the audacity to hold his middle finger up to the President, the man who beat him the last week, and the man that made him realize just what a mess he really is.

DANIELS: Montana only made Covey more fired up in my opinion, we may see the old Bad Ass back here tonight and that could spell bad for Ace King.

MASTERS: Whichever Covey we see tonight, I hope he can show respect to the boss and give him the respect he deserves.

(Jessica leaves the ring as all three men stand off, staring at each other, almost like it was a triple threat match. Montana then tries to get Ace and Matt together in the middle but both competitors disobeys him and walks straight up to Jesse, showing hi yet another finger)

MASTERS: Oh and now even Ace King is doing it, this roster is just full of thugs.

DANIELS: Like me I suppose?

MASTERS: Yes!

(Matt Covey looks around as the fans cheer for both him and Ace. Covey grits his teeth, then shouts out so the whole arena can hear…)

COVEY: You know your dead kid Ace, well it wasn’t even yours, that slut you call your girlfriend was sleeping with me long before you found out!

(The fans suddenly hiss in shock as they boo at the loudest they can manage.. Jesse Montana chuckles to himself as Matt Covey stares down at Ace King, who almost has tears welling up in his eyes)

MASTERS: Wow the fans didn’t like that one, and I think Matt Covey said it for that very reason.

DANIELS: He is well inside the head of Ace King. And that was just a sickening comment, and look at that pig Montana laughing at this situation…OH THE BELL RINGS AS ACE KING LAUNCHES AT COVEY…BOTH MEN THROWING WILD FISTS, OH AND MONTANA GETS CAUGHT UP IN THE ACTION!!

** DING DING **

MASTERS: AH THESE MEN ARE DISPICABLE…DON’T WORRY MR. MONTANA I WILL HELP YOU!

DANIELS: Sit down you idiot. And now Jesse Montana stands back up, and I think his nose is bleeding having got caught up in that kafuffle. Ace King and Matt Covey finally being broke up and Jesse Montana looks angry.

MASTERS: As he should be, he is doing this job out of the kindness of his heart, and he doesn’t deserve to be abused by these two demented emotional thugs.

DANIELS: Maybe Jesse Montana should of kept out the way. Both men standing apart now though as the match can begin properly…OH NO WAIT THEY ARE FIGHTING AGAIN…BOTH MEN WITH LEFTS AND RIGHTS…AND THESE FANS LOVE THIS!

MASTERS: Watch out Jesse, don’t let these rabid criminals get you.

LETS GO ACE KING…LETS GO COVEY…LETS GO ACE KING…LETS GO COVEY…

DANIELS: These fans, even though Matt Covey does despicable things, things I personally cannot condone, these fans still cheer him, and Ace King will always have his team of fans, these Brazilian fans really drowning out the sold out Belo Horizonte here tonight.

MASTERS: This is no popularity contest, and I doubt Ace and Matt can even hear these fans right now, it must be all a blur, these two are wild, if you look closely they will have red glowing eyes and fire coming out of their mouths, they are crazy!

DANIELS: King and Covey, maybe the biggest historical feud in CZW history, and I find it funny Jesse Montana has placed himself between these two.

MASTERS: He is a brave man.

DANIELS: Or stupid, but I bet that evil genius has a plan, and Ace and Covey may have just fell right into it this week.

LETS GO GAMBLER…LETS GO GAMBLER…LETS GO GAMBLER…

DANIELS: As these fans begin to favor the Gambler, he begins to get the upper hand as Covey falls back into the corner. Ace hit’s a stinging knife-edge chop, then another…

MASTERS: Wooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: Ace now Irish whips Covey into the other side, he bounces off as Ace runs in…SPEAR!!! AND HE DOESN’T STOP THERE…MORE RIGHT HANDS AND THESE MEN ARE BACK TO FIGHTING AGAIN…

MASTERS: And look at Jesse Montana, he has had enough I think he is just lying on the top corner as he rests while these two men kill each other…that’s it Mr. Montana, rest your bones, you have had a long day.

DANIELS: Which means there is no one to stop this assault. Covey is now back up as he swings a wild right hand, Ace ducks though as he lifts him up and plants him down with a great side suplex. Ace King is now climbing the top rope…

MASTERS: Maybe a bit early on in the match to go high flying…

DANIELS: And what is this?! Jesse Montana is now telling Ace King to climb back down form the top rope…MOVE OUT THE WAY YOU ASSCLOWN!

MASTERS: He is just looking out for his talent, Ace could get any type of injury from the top rope, Montana is a good man.

DANIELS: OH AND WHAT IS THIS?! COVEY IS BACK UP AS HE PUSHES MONTANA OUT THE WAY…HE GRABS KING WHO IS IN A BAD SPOT…NO…NO…

MASTERS: Keep your voice down, your giving me glandular fever here.

DANIELS: DDT FROM THE SECOND ROPE…AND JESSE HAS A DAMN SMILEON HIS FACE DAMMIT…

MASTERS: That is a smile yes, he is happy he saved Ace King from serious injury.

DANIELS: Rubbish…and now Covey goes for the cover…Montana reluctantly makes the pin…

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DANIELS: A NEAR FALL THERE!

MASTERS: Ace King should thank Mr. Montana there, he could of saved him form further damage.

DANIELS: RUBBISH! And now Matt Covey is totally running with the advantage here, stomping down the Gambler, the Brazilian fans trying to cheer hope in to the heart of the Gambler, and no one can ever question this man’s heart, his personal life may have been hell over these past few months, but he has made a come back in CZW and I respect him fully for that.

MASTERS: So do I Jarred, but he is no hero, these fans treat him like Spiderman or Superman, they have to realize, he is not immortal, as much as they chant for him here, he is in a bad place, stuck in the ring with a vicious man who wants to prove once again, he is the most dangerous man in CZW.

DANIELS: Yeah Covey really gaining back his vicious mind this week, apparently Jesse Montana managed to get into his mind, and what Montana may have done is created a monster, yet again. Covey lifts Ace up again, even though he can barely stand after that disastrous DDT. Covey lifts him up high as these fans hiss in anticipation…

MASTERS: And I have never seen this amount of strength from the Bad Ass before, clearly a lot of anger inside this man…

DANIELS: MATT COVEY WITH A BACKBREAKER! Ace King looks helpless early on in this match, and what is this idiot doing now?! Jesse Montana is clapping the actions of Matt Covey…and why? I mean Covey can’t stand Jesse as much as the rest of us.

MASTERS: Montana has dug his way into the mind of Matt Covey and he is bidding to stay their. And look, Matt Covey seems to be fired up, almost like he has something to prove, to these fans and to the President.

DANIELS: Matt Covey is not stopping this assault, now tying Ace King up in the ropes, and this is purely illegal, Ace King cannot defend himself here, and the sickest thing is, Jesse Montana is letting this happen with a smile on his face. DAMN THIS MAN!

MASTERS: Covey with a right hand. Covey with a left. Covey with a knee to the jaw. Ace King is being used as Covey’s personal punch bag here, and Matt Covey is simply merciless…right hand to the face…and another…then another…another…another…again…again…again…OH MY GOD ACE IS A BLOODY PULP!

DANIELS: Somebody needs to stop this…Ace King is in serious danger and Matt Covey is not letting up…MONTANA DO YOUR DAMN JOB!

MASTERS: Finally Ace slips from the ropes, but blood now pouring from his nose and his mouth, and Covey runs in…OUTLAW KNEE STRIKE! I am not sure how much more this Gambler is going to take here. It is a pure mugging here.

DANIELS: Ace King has so much heart, he won’t quit but he is in danger of getting seriously hurt. Matt Covey keep glancing over at Jesse, and these fans are disheartened almost from the actions of the Bad Ass, Matt Covey. He goes for a pin…

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MASTERS: Covey eventually lifting Ace’s arm up, looking a little bewildered by the slow count of Montana, I guess Jesse is a little rusty as a referee, no problem, he will improve.

DANIELS: Are you on drugs?! Montana clearly wants to punish Ace King even more, and deep down, a little piece of Covey agrees with Montana, these two men are sick, after all they did used to team up together.

MASTERS: Covey is smiling now, and I am sure it has nothing to do with Montana not counting for the three. Covey now grabs Ace in a strong python like sleeper hold.

DANIELS: He is now sucking all the life out of the Gambler, as well as losing a lot of blood here. These fans are so loud, so passionate, they have so much faith in the Gambler…

MASTERS: They may have faith, but at this point in time, he is losing bucket loads of blood and as much as they chant his name, he cannot fight back to this obsessed monster.

DANIELS: But as you say that, an as people rule this man out, he begins to fight back, he gets to a vertical basis because HE CAN FIGHT BACK…HE DOES HAVE FAITH AND HE DOES HAVE HEART…We have seen it before, this man can take a beating but he is fighting for what he believes in and that is something other than a murderer, a vicious psychopath, and a bully.

MASTERS: I have to admit I am impressed with the Gamblers heart here, and even Matt Covey and Jesse Montana look shocked.

DANIELS: This man’s face may be in a crimson mess, he may not even be able to see the fans through the blood, but he can hear them, chanting his name, this man has heart beyond belief and he elbows Matt in the gut, then again, Covey is loosing his grip on the hold…MY GOD ACE IS FREE…HE RUNS AT THE ROPES…GOOD GOD WHAT A MOCKERY…WHAT SHAMBLES…SOMEONE TAKE THIS JERK OUT OF THIS MATCH…HE IS A DAMN PARASITE!

MASTERS: What has rattled your cage now, Jarred?

DANIELS: YOU SAW IT, I SAW IT, WE ALL SAW THAT…MONTANA PURPOSELY GETTING IN THE WAY OF ACE KING AS HE WAS MAKING HIS FIGHTBACK…

MASTERS: You are a delusional fool, Ace just lost balance due to his vast amount of blood loss.

DANIELS: YOU’RE THE DAMN FOOL…And look at this, Ace King looks towards Jesse Montana who just smiles, but he knows his crimes and he should one day be punished for them. Ace King needs to watch out, matt Covey is back up…

MASTERS: AND THAT IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU LOSE FOCUS…

DANIELS: BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS…DAMMIT!!!!!

MASTERS: One mistake by Ace King and this contest is all over.

DANIELS: He made no mistake, Montana cheated and Covey gained the advantage…but Ace King can’t possibly kick out of this, he has lost a dangerous amount of blood.

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DANIELS: NO…KICK OUT!

MASTERS: WHHHAAAAAAA!!!!

DANIELS: YOU SOUND LIKE RAVE…HAHAHA!

MASTERS: I don’t know why you are laughing, Jarred…Ace King maybe unbeatable, but he is not unbreakable. Covey looks pissed and so does Montana.

DANIELS: Heaven knows what these demonic men are thinking now, and why does it seem like their working together?!

MASTERS: I don’t think they are, but both like to inflict and see pain, we all know Montana and King have never liked each other, and Covey and King, do I need to even go there?!

DANIELS: Where is Matt going now? He is coming near us, you can end this match Matt, just pin him, why do you have to make Montana happy?!

MASTERS: Like I already said you dimwit, he is not trying to please Montana and he has never tried to please these fans, they just admire him and he has no idea why, but what he is trying to do is regain his persona of the Most Dangerous Man, and whether crippling Ace King makes Montana happy or these fans cry, he will take pleasure in doing it.

DANIELS: You are one sick puppy, William.

MASTERS: Hey, I am not condoning this.

DANIELS: Matt Covey grabs a chair, a damn steel chair and Ace King has not even moved after kicking out earlier, and look at Montana, he has no problem with any of this.

MASTERS: Anything goes here in CZW, Jarred.

DANIELS: Covey measures Ace up, and these fans are now silent, the atmosphere has been destroyed as has this match. COVEY WITH A CHAIR SHOT…AND ANOTHER…THIS IS TWISTED!

MASTERS: I will take over now. Covey slams the edge of the steel chair into the ribcage of the Gambler, making more blood and mucus spew out of his cut open mouth. Covey now smashes the chair into his already bruised, battered and bloodied face.

DANIELS: THIS HAS TO BE STOPPED…MONTANA FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!

MASTERS: I doubt he can hear you, and even if he could, he is enjoying this assault. Covey hits another chair attack, this time on the kneecaps of the Gambler, but he makes no sound, no movements, he is simply out of it, and Covey…

DANIELS: ANOTHER SHOT TO THE HEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: Wait, I see someone in the crowd…

DANIELS: I CAN’T BELIEVE MY EYES…IT IS RUTHLESS AGGRESSION…BUT MONTANA BANNED HER FROM RINGSIDE?!

MASTERS: Yes he did and what can she do about this situation really?! This woman is a head case.

DANIELS: She slides into the ring and Montana does not look happy. Covey is holding the steel chair, but Ruth lies over Ace King’s bloodied body, trying to stop any more damage being inflicted on her maybe maybe not boyfriend.

MASTERS: And I can hear Montana saying words to the Bad Ass, lets get a microphone on him…

MONTANA: Covey, you need to forget about Ruth, forget about this soap opera, you need to hit Ruth with the chair, you need to be the Covey you once were…

DANIELS: Damn this Montana, is their no end to this man’s sickness?! Covey is actually considering hitting Ruthless with a damn steel chair. Well you might as well do it you sick freak, you have already destroyed these two relationship, you killed their unborn child you freaking criminal…WHY DON’T YOU JUST HIT A WOMAN?!

MASTERS: WAIT NO…COVEY TURNS AROUND…HE GOES FOR MONTANA WITH THE CHAIR…

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DANIELS: WHAT IN THE HELL NOW?! THE JACKAL SAVES JESSE MONTANA FROM THE CHAIR SHOT…WHERE DID HE COME FROM?!

MASTERS: Ruth is over King, but he may not even be breathing. Covey is down, Jackal is laying into him with rights and lefts. Jesse Montana just watches on.

DANIELS: This is pure CHAOS!

MASTERS: Jackal has the chair now, I think Montana passed it him, either way Covey gets back to his feet and…OH WOW…JACKAL JUST TOOK HIS HEAD OFF!

DANIELS: Jackal now places the chair over the throat of Matt Covey…WHAT THE HELL?! JACKAL IS WANTING TO BREAK THIS GUYS NECK??! THIS GUY NEEDS HELP…

MASTERS: Jackal is looking to take Covey out of CZW for good. Jackal now has that chair leeched onto the neck of Covey, and he climbs the ropes, going to the second rope…think of the damage this could cause Jarred…

DANIELS: I WOULD RATHER NOT…THIS GUY HAS GONE INSANE…WAIT…RUTH…SHE JUST DIVED OVER MATT…SHE SAVED HIM, WILLIAM!

MASTERS: WHY DID SHE HAVE TO STOP THIS?! JACKAL WAS EVENTUALLY GOING TO PROVE ONCE AND FOR ALL WHY HE IS THE MOST DANG…

DANIELS: SHUT YOUR TRAP YOU SINISTER FREAK…Ruth had to save him, but why did Ruth save him may be the thought running through everyone’s minds. And Jackal seems a little shocked, not really knowing what to make of this situation.

MASTERS: Jesse seems to know exactly what to make of it…

MONTANA: GET HER JACKAL! BREAK HER FREAKING ANKLE…SNAP HER NECK!

DANIELS: WHAT THE HELL?! THIS MONSTROUS DUO ARE NOW THINKING OF CRIPPLING A WOMAN. SURELY JACKAL WON’T DO THIS, WILLIAM?

MASTERS: I WOULDN’T BE SO SURE, HE HAS THAT LOOK IN HIS EYES AGAIN…AND SO DOES MONTANA.

‘YOU SICK FU**S…YOU SICK FU**S…YOU SICK FU**S’

DANIELS: NO JACKAL…PLEASE DON’T DO THIS…HAVE A SHRED OF COMPASSION…

‘HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…HOLY SHIT…’

DANIELS: NO I HAVE NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THIS BEFORE…THAT SICK BASTARD IS TWISTING RUTH’S ANKLE LIKE A PRETZEL…

MASTERS: Her screams are echoing through the arena, Jarred, and Ace and matt are too beaten up to help her. I don’t say this much, Jarred, but I even believe Jackal and Montana have taken this one too far.

DANIELS: YOU THINK WILLIAM?! AND MONTANA…HE IS JUST LAUGHING…HE FINDS A WOMAN SCREAMING IN PAIN AMUSING…WHAT A PAIR OF…you know what William, I have never done this in my professional career before, but I can’t bare to watch this anymore…

MASTERS: Where are you going Jarred?!

(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.

(Matt Covey looks deep into the eyes of the fired up Jackal. The moment stands still, Ace King lying bloodied and broken on the floor, Jesse Montana looking on outside the ring, having caused the whole ordeal, Matt Covey realizing the Jackal is maiming his other half in this bizarre relationship, the same woman that came to his rescue. The two men stare with anger into each other’s eyes, Jackal still not releasing the hold, until the shock moment, where the fans hearts drop…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)

MASTERS: I hope they will be okay, and while we take this break, I am going to try and find my partner Jarred Daniels, we will be back folks…and I apologize for some uneasy scenes you may have witnessed…but please stand by as we do still have the opening

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(The camera cuts back onto a little shaken up William Masters, alone still, and most of the fans have departed)

MASTERS: MY GOD FOLKS, WE ARE BACK AND LISTEN UP CLOSELY…During the commercial break, basically due to the disturbing and controversial events, part of this Brazilian crowd went overboard with their reactions to the atrocity of Jesse Montana and the Jackal, they began to riot, basically the security tried to calm it down and so far are doing a great job, however we will have to cut this Overdrive episode short, we will bring you an update as soon as possible, and the case openings will follow when we bring order back to things here in the Belo Horizonte. I could not find my partner, Jarred Daniels, so I guess it is goodbye from us for now, well from me anyway…we will evacuate the fans and superstars here and hopefully we can update you as soon as possible…goodnight folks and god bless.

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One Hour Later…

The scene fades in as the camera shows the CZW President, Jesse Montana standing in the ring, five cases aligned in a row behind him on five different pedestals. The Belo Horizonte arena is only half full now after the earlier evacuation, also missing are the CZW Commentators, William Masters and Jarred Daniels. The fans are clearly still in a rather angered mood since the ending of Overdrive and the appalling actions from Montana and the Jackal. Jesse Montana has a microphone as he stands in his expensive gray suit, a smile on his face as he addresses the crowd.

Montana: Hi, thank you…thank you…now I am sure you all know why I am here tonight, standing in this very ring…

The fans hardly let him speak without a heavy reception of a chorus of boos..

Montana: Yeah calm down, take a chill pill or something, go and smoke your home grown cannabis. It’s not like you haven’t seen a woman getting beaten up before, I mean I look at the back section there, the whole back row in this arena actually and what screams out…woman beaters, yeah you all abuse your wives, but they will stick around, I mean it’s either move north to Mexico where they will most likely get sexually assaulted by some strip club owner named Pepito, or you can give up your homes and move into the jungle, where they may fit in well…I dare say your women in Brazil look like monkeys, and no I don’t even mean the exotic kind.

Jesse steps around the ring, as though he can’t even hear the drowning sound, even when the arena is half empty, of the volatile audience.

Montana: Jackal came to me the other day…

The crowd let off an obvious ‘JACKAL SUCKS’ chant.

Montana: Yeah Jackal, the guy who just single handedly destroyed four men in this ring tonight, Tim, Matt, Ace and Ruth…and for some reason…

Jesse begins to twitch now with frustration, raising his voice over the noise of the fans.

Montana: FOR SOME REASON…he was actually quite excited about coming to this crap bucket.

I mean…you lot don’t deserve to share the Continental name of America. You guys play Soccer, what kind of pussy sport is that? You may be World Champions at Soccer but if you ever played the real Football, you would run straight back to your prime ape like female companion and beat her up again, letting go of your frustration, we all know you could never do that on the playing field.

BOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Montana: Don’t boo me, I am looking around this place, I can read your minds, your all agreeing with me deep down, either that or your waiting for this show to be over so you can go and watch your beloved Soccer, and admire a man like Ronaldinho who quite frankly needs to have his front teeth chiseled down before he is placed in captivity, believing he is a giant carnivorous squirrel.

‘RONALDINHO…RONALDINHO…’

Montana: Now anyway…where was I? Oh yes, you should all know why I am here, if you can understand me, and no I am not going to speak Portuguese, your just gonna have to sit and watch me…silently may I add…stop booing you ass clowns before I get Ronaldinho to come and gnaw on each and every one of you.

Jesse is forced to raise his voice once again after the crowd react badly to his comments on a Brazilian hero.

Montana: WE ARE HERE FOR THE CASE OPENINGS FROM THE FEAST OR FAMINE CONTEST, FOUGHT LAST WEEK AT EVIL INTENTIONS.

Jesse whispers to himself while rolling his eyes.

Montana: My God, I thought I would never get that out.

Jesse Montana now looks down, noticing the blood still stained on the canvas from the gruesome Main Event from Overdrive. Jesse looks towards the staff near the timekeepers table.

Montana: And please, can someone clean this blood off the canvas? I am the CZW President DAMMIT…I don’t have to walk in filth like that.

The fans boo as a worker has to crawl into the ring and start mopping up pints of blood left on the mat.

Montana: Right, thank you, now before I continue, unfortunately we have to get our five wretched winners out here before we do this thing so without further a due…

As the Overdrive theme tune plays, the five case winners begins to walk down the ramp, giving the crowd at least something to cheer for. The men are Impaler, Bryan McNally, Justin Marsham, Chris Ross and Eddie Rowan. They all enter the ring, looking at Montana, some with evil eyes, some with a look of respect. Jesse turns towards all of them as the music stops.

Montana: Thank you for all coming out here…and just for next time, when I want you to come down the ramp, could you hurry the hell up, Jesse Montana is a very busy man, he has places to go and people to see…certainly out of this flooded tropical mess.

All five men peer down at the Sensation, all of them now with hatred towards there boss.

Montana: Now I know a lot of you may be slightly disgusted by the events that you have just witnessed, as are these fans it seems, but can I just say my peace, it is nothing to do with any of you, it is between me, Ruth, Jackal, Ace and Covey, so you and the fans, shut your damn traps and let me just get this over with, because I am sick of being out here, with all of you foul mouthed spit buckets.

First up we have…Justin Marsham. If you would like to open your case with the key placed by the side, thank you.

Marsham nervously opens up the case, then breathes a huge sigh of relief and forms a grin on his face as the fans cheer, the case revealing an IC TITLE SHOT. Montana is not liking it much, neither do the rest of the winners.

Montana: Well I guess you got lucky Marsham, but then again, how lucky is a man who has to face the Jackal one on one?! Haha, anyway moving on…Chris Ross, you up next, and it’s the key you use here Ross, there is no hot wiring on these cases.

Ross sighs at the remark by the boss. The fans boo and cheer as Ross opens up his case, Marsham praying it says fired, Ross praying for a Title shot. He opens it as he looks automatically confused, the fans hissing, the others guys laughing.

Montana: Well, good luck trying to find a partner Ross…you have won a TAG TITLES SHOT…oh and before you think of it, your not allowed to choose Kimo as your partner…Haha.

Up next is…Impaler! Open it up big guy, oh and sorry for breaking your neck all those months ago…

Montana smirks as the furious Impaler opens up his box only to gain fury, throwing the case on the floor and screaming. Montana smiles as the others chuckle.

Montana: WELL I GUESS WE HAVE TO SAY GOODBYE TO IMPALER…NA NA NA NA…NA NA NA NA…HEY HEY HEY…GOODBYE!

Wow, I am a great singer, anyway, stay tuned for the official firing of Impaler next week on Overdrive. Now, we have two more cases…

The fans cheer in anticipation as Impaler now furious attacks Chris Ross and Justin Marsham with his case, knocking them both out of the ring. Impaler now swings as Eddie but he ducks, McNally then hit’s a Bicycle kick on the fellow large man, knocking him straight into the Montana Express, knocking Impaler right over the top rope.

Montana: Well, good way to get rid of bad rubbish I guess, now if we can do this final thing, I really can’t stand this place anymore.

Bryan and Eddie both shake hands as they open their boxes simultaneously.

Montana: WOW…EDDIE ROWAN WINS THE WORLD TITLE SHOT! Sorry Ripper, I guess you get the X Title shot, so make the most of it, and congratulations Eddie, your one lucky son of a bitch.

Both members of the Whole Damn show celebrate, both happy with there winning cases as they exit the ring, the fans cheering them. Suddenly Ross and Marsham are seen on the outside beginning to brawl, for what reason we do not know however they violently make their way up the ramp, leaving Montana on his own inside the ring.

Montana: What in the hell was that all about?! Anyway, there you have it, Eddie Rowan possibly a future World Champion, Impaler, well he is just unemployed. And you guys would have seen this earlier if you hadn’t of been so pedantic and started rioting, wasting not only my time but yours as well…I mean this is typical…

The fans now are really booing hard, almost rioting again as they are truly sickened by the Sensation. Montana begins to speak once more, but suddenly is cut off as the Brazilian fans explode into a fit of mass hysteria, cheering loudly.

Montana: WHAT ARE YOU GUYS CHEERING FOR NOW?!

Suddenly a fired up Krimzon Blaze dives over the guardrail, having made his way through the fans. He slides into the ring as Montana goes for a right hand but Blaze ducks, knocking Montana out with a Pele Kick. Krimzon now lifts Montana up as he hit s a few rights and lefts, Montana gets Irish whipped to the corner as Krimzon hit’s a huge body splash, Krimzon now lifts Montana up high…KODE OF SILENCE!!!!!!!

The fans go wild as Montana crashes off the knee of Blaze, now leaning upon the top rope. Blaze picks up the case Impaler got fired with, then runs and smashes it into the head of his boss, sending Montana out of the ring with a heavy landing.

The scenes are wonderful as the fans cheer the end of the show, the scene fading as it shows Montana staring a deep hole through Blaze as he stands tall in the center of the ring.

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