CZW - Presents OVERDRIVE


| December 19th | * Columbus, Ohio* Nationwide Arena |



Combat Zone Wrestling presents OVERDRIVE

LIVE From
- Columbus, Ohio -
Nationwide Arena
December 19th, 2008

~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
-=- TRIPLE THREAT LUMBERJACK MATCH -=-
'Five Star Superstar' EL PABLO -vs- 'Human Highlight Reel' ERIC COLLUM -vs- 'Bad Ass' MATT COVEY

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"The Sadistic Solution" ALAN FISCUS -vs- THE NAGASAKI NINJA

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-=- SADISTIC MADNESS MATCH-=-
"The Living Legend" BIG NASTY -vs- IMPALER

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-=- TAG TEAM MATCH -=-
(Elite Revolution) THE JACKAL & GREGORY GRANTHAM -vs- (Fire & Ice) KRIMZON BLAZE & SHAWN WATERS

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-=- HANDICAP MATCH 2 on 1 -=-
"The OGT" MAYNARD O'TOOLE -vs- (Idolized) EVAN TYLER & KYLE RILEY

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-=- FATAL FOUR WAY -=-
VINCE KHAN -vs- ADONIS -vs- MORTIUS -vs- BRIAN BLAZE

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"The Ripper" BRYAN McNALLY -vs- "The Working Man" JA SAWYER

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-=- SIX MAN TAG TEAM MATCH-=-
JUSTIN MARSHAM & TOTAL MAYHEM -vs- (Beautiful Agony) KIRKLAND, MONROE & HAVOK

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
"Krazy" CHRIS ROSS -vs- MOUNTAIN MAN

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-=- SINGLES DIVA ODD COUPLE TAG MATCH -=-
DEBRA LOPEZ & LEAH KIMARA -vs- SARAH JANE & REVA DOUGLAS

* cZw! *

The last Overdrive of the year kicks off showing clips of 2008 and the first year of Combat Zone Wrestling. The music plays as the pyrotechnics explode, opening the shot of the whole arena, fans jumping up and down with excitement as Overdrive begins. The camera swirls along the entire arena, then for a change, enters backstage as the fans silence, watching the scene on the Combat-Tron.

Jenny Jacobs is seen walking around backstage carrying her mic when she can't help but notice a man and woman coming out of The Head Talent Scouts office. They seem to be wearing matching leather biker jackets. Once they turn to face her a jolt of excitement crosses her face.

Jenny: CAGE...SIRENA!!

Cage: Heh, hey there Jenny.

Cage's right arm seems to be in a sling.

Sirena: How you been? Matt hasn't been stalking you again has he.

Jenny: No, that was over months ago.

Cage: Well, we have been gone a bit.

Jenny: Yeah, would you care to let your fans know where has their beloved California Dream been.

Cage: Well, unfortunately my contract had expired and due to injury that I had sustained over the course of time I had been in CzW...I was unable to resign.

Sirena: I decided to go back to school for a bit whle he was trying to recover, so...though it pained me to do it...I turned my title in and vacated it. Though it seems I left quite the impression on it...I don't think I've ver seen the QoC division quite as lively.

Jenny: So here's the question I'm sure you were already expecting. Do you see a return in the near future.

Cage: Heh...lets just say you all may see The California Dream....High Definition and The Rising Starr sooner than you may expect.

Cage smiles and Sirena hugs Jenny before they both leave.

The cameras now turns back to the arena where we see Overdrive commentators, Jarred Daniels and William Masters.

DANIELS: Good evening folks, you have tuned into the last Overdrive of the entire year of 2008, what a roller coaster ride this year has been, and we are only 6 short days away from Christmas day, and 12 very short days away from the final Pay-Per-View of the year, Beginning of the End.

MASTERS: Yeah people at home may be entering or fully into the Christmas spirit right now with Christmas right around the corner, however there is no festive spirit here in CZW, not with the Stable Wars that have been Spiraling through the CZW like a plague, the only question remains, which side are you on?

DANIELS: Yeah, and I heard backstage, for the CZW One Year Anniversary which will air on the first Overdrive of 2009, we will see the biggest Stable War Match in history, not much has been confirmed yet, but rumors of a 15 Cage match has been what I heard, maybe I am wrong folks and for that, I dearly apologize, but hear me when I say, you do not want to miss the CZW Anniversary show, it’s gonna blow your socks off.

MASTERS: Yeah I have even heard we may see guys like Haywire and Zodiac Thrilla in that event!

DANIELS: Haywire?! I wonder what ever happened to him. And also as we just saw folks, a certain former TV Champion Cage Stryker along with former QoC champion, Sirena Starr maybe coming back to us very soon, maybe for the anniversary show. Anyway, enough of the future, this is here tonight and we are live in the Nationwide Arena here in Columbus, Ohio. What a show it will be tonight, sticking with the Stable Wars theme, we will see XTC vs. Whole Damn Show vs. Elite Revolution in tonight’s main event, lumberjacks of all stables circling the ring.

MASTERS: Not only that, we may discover who the Nagasaki Ninja really is as the Sadistic Solution takes on him, and I hope he rips that damn mask off Jarred!

DANIELS: Well just like usual, anything could happen in CZW, it could even turn out to be Debra Lopez!

MASTERS: Yeah, wouldn’t that be something.

DANIELS: Speaking of the beautiful Queen of Combat Champion, she is in action next William, calm down when I tell you this, in a Tag Team diva match, four women, do you think you can handle that William?!

MASTERS: Just try me out girls!

DANIELS: Oh wait, before we get to that match, I have just heard the Number One Contender for the CZW World Heavyweight Title is walking around backstage, lets take you right to him now…

Cameras are live backstage and inside the Nationwide Arena where we see Maynard O’Toole walking through the halls, wheeling his suitcase and heading to his locker room. All of a sudden he is ambushed by four guys dressed from head to toe in black.

MAYNARD: Damn I knew this was going to happen, all eight billion masked men that we have had, finally decided to unite. Well as they say, “it’s on like Donkey Kong!”

Maynard, knowing he is well out numbered, swings at the masked man standing in front of him but the mystery man ducks said attempt, causing him to spin around only to be greeted by a bicycle kick to the head, rendering Maynard unconscious on the ground. The man that kicked him, picks him up and tosses him over his shoulder and the five masked men go walking down the hall.

DANIELS: I don’t know what just happened but this does not look good for Maynard O’Toole right now. Is he even going to make it to his handicap match against Idolized tonight?

MASTERS: I don’t know, Jarred but don’t think for one second that The Whole Damn Show is just going to let this happen.

DANIELS: You know, I’m no expert but judging by that bicycle kick, I’m starting to think either someone has impersonated one Bryan McNally or….

MASTERS: Wait, are you suggesting that his own stable mates are behind this?

DANIELS: I’m just saying, who else here in this company uses the bicycle kick? We will hopefully find out some answers soon enough. Up now, as promised, DIVA ACTION!

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-=- DIVAS ODD COUPLE TAG MATCH -=-
(2 RP per team)
DEBRA LOPEZ and LEAH KIMARA -vs- SARAH JANE and REVA DOUGLAS

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We are backstage and you could see that Debra was getting ready to go outside to the ring when you notice Reva walking over to her. Debra place the title over her right shoulder and show her friend a smile.

Debra: So you ready for the match… you know we next.

Reva pop her collar and smirks a bit.

Reva: Of course I am but I want to talk to you about something.

Debra raised a bit of an eyebrow as she looked over at Reva with a question look on her face.

Debra: What going on girl?

Reva place her hands on her hips as she looked over at her not a happy look.

Reva: I don’t like the fact how tonight you was going to try to have your new friend to be at ringside just in case if Leah would try something.

Debra was taking a bit back by this as she shook her head.

Debra: What the hell! She is here to help us and also be apart of our group but I don’t like the fact you little girl trying to tell me what to do.

Reva got a bit into Debra ‘s face as it seems they were staring down at each other not backing down.

Reva: You see I am not a little girl and tonight I am going to show that to you and everyone. I am tired of you NOT trying to help push me a bit around here. Don’t forget when your ass was getting jump at the last PPV I came out to help you and Tatum out when Dixie’s bitch try to do some harm to you. I am the one that place that chick on the injury list right now. Now your friend come in here it seems you forget about me. You over look me and talk about your friend this and your friend that. I am tired of been look over by you. Someone who is suppose to be my friend.

Debra shook her head and smirks back.

Debra: It not my fault that the damn company have book you in matches that hasn’t happen and you didn’t get the chance to be make that damn impact you thought you could make here. This is something we will talk about after the match along with Tatum and Maria but as for right now let just do this damn match.

They turn around right into a chair shot from both Sarah Jane and Leah Kiarma and the girl hit the ground hard. They threw the chairs to sit as they stood over the women holding their head slowly getting up.

Leah: We have other planned ladies.

That when it was on as both Reva and Debra spear down Leah and Sarah Jane on the floor of the arena. Soon it seems to be brawling going on backstage and you have guards coming out to break up the fight. Reva was been hold back as she did a fake out to one of the guards and dive over them to get to Sarah Jane and was on top of the girl punching her as Sarah Jane flip her over and was now on top of Reva as Mortius came into the picture and grab Sarah Jane and threw her over his back taking her away from the scene with her kicking and screaming. Reva was been taking away by the guards the other way. Debra and Leah was just everywhere and they were even fighting and throwing hits on top of a table. Debra notice the coffee machine was sitting there and took it and threw it at her. Leah flip the table on top of Debra before they were taking away different way as you saw Ruthless was standing there shaking her head out of her angry as what just happen.

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
(2 RP per person)
"Krazy" CHRIS ROSS -vs- MOUNTAIN MAN

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-=- SIX MAN TAG TEAM MATCH-=-
(3 RP per team limit)
JUSTIN MARSHAM & TOTAL MAYHEM -vs- (Beautiful Agony) KIRKLAND, MONROE & HAVOK

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DANIELS: Up next we have the debut of ‘Krazy’ Chris Ross, and from what we saw of him last week, the nickname ‘Krazy’ is more suitable than you might think. Steven Russell finding out first hand what this Hawaiian rattlesnake is all about.

MASTERS: Yeah and who the hell was that guy with him, Kino, Kimo, whatever, I met him in the back a few hours ago, he tried to sell me some pills, I am being serious, he said it would help me ‘chill out’ or whatever that means, I am telling you Jarred, CZW is turning into a haven for criminals.

DANIELS: He tried to sell you drugs?! It must be your wavy hair, you could pass for a stoner.

MASTERS: You’re an idiot Jarred. And so is this newcomer, he believes he can just go around and injure guys backstage, well to be honest, I could not care less about that scrawny putrid Steven Russell, however, Ross decided to sumo drop Derek Damage’s vehicle, and you don’t mess with the Chairman of CZW!

DANIELS: Do you think Chris Ross knew that was Derek’s car? Anyway, he needs to concentrate on his first opponent here in CZW inside the ring, that is the hardcore Mountain Man, of course having his own troubles here trying to defend his career and whole division from extinction.

MASTERS: Jarred, Mountain Men are extinct, what is he, some sort of Neanderthal? Yeti? Either way, there is no place in CZW for mindless extremists and I happen to totally agree with Justin Marsham and his campaign against these idiots.

DANIELS: How can you say that, Marsham is trying to destroy these guys livelihoods, they live for Hardcore Wrestling and we appreciate that here in CZW, after all, CZW is Ultraviolent!

MASTERS: Whatever, Mountain Man needs to realize this is the Wrestling industry, and also, he needs a damn shave…speaking of this atrocity, here he comes now.

"Country Boy Will Survive" begins to play.

TOWERS: On his way to the ring, weighing in at 320 lbs and hailing from…A log cabin in the hills…The MOUNTAIN MAN!

DANIELS: I love seeing the face of Jessica when she has to announce his location, and here he comes, built like a tank, his eyes focused on the ring, no wonder none of these fans are trying to reach out to touch him.

MASTERS: Touch him?! I would be counting my lucky stars there is a barricade that separates us!

DANIELS: Yeah not exactly a fan favorite, though a lot of fans including me can appreciate his fight to keep the Hardcore Division alive, that shows heart in my books.

MASTERS: He is only trying to keep it alive so he can hurt people, oh how inspirational he is…

DANIELS: Okay that’s enough. Mountain Man stands in the ring, now awaiting his opponent for the evening, and so are all of us, making his debut next.

‘Phenomenon’ by Thousand Foot Krutch begins to play.

TOWERS: And his opponent making his CZW debut, he hails from Honolulu, Hawaii and weighs in at 300 lbs…Krazy…CHRIS ROSS!

DANIELS: Yeah and as he comes out, he is followed by his manager, the man he calls Kimo and I guess he is from Jamaica. A slightly odd couple if I must say but both seem to be very unpredictable characters, bringing the fun factor to the CZW!

MASTERS: Fun factor, more like the crazed factor, I mean look, that Jamaican, the one who tried to sell me pills earlier is giving that kid on the front row some of his Jamaican Rum, I can’t believe it!

DANIELS: Kimo seems to be quite a character, Ross on the other hand seems to be more focused, staring into the ring at his opponent. We saw what damage this man can do last week, but Mountain Man is no Steven Russell, he is over 300 lbs himself, this could be a tough contest.

MASTERS: I am okay with this, just as long as they don’t bring Derek’s vehicle into play again, I hope Ross has paid for the damages he caused last week!

DANIELS: Ha, I highly doubt it. Ross now telling Kimo to wait on the outside, still equipped with that bottle of Rum he carries.

MASTERS: Ross and Mountain Man square up, I think the bell should ring now, these guys don’t want to mess around.

DANIELS: Yeah the bell goes and these two men trade lefts and rights as though they were long time rivals.

MASTERS: That’s it, beat the hell out of each other, do everyone a favor.

DANIELS: Ross seems to be getting the advantage, now yelling at Mountain Man to hit him harder, which he tries but Ross intelligently ducks and immediately hit’s a side suplex. Mountain Man now down, Ross runs off to the ropes, and boy can this 300 pounder run fast, Mountain Man should watch out…OH MY GOD!

MASTERS: I think he just broke his jaw with that kick, Ross not messing around.

DANIELS: No, as we expected, Ross fights viciously as he did last week. Ross now sitting over Mountain Man, swinging his fists at his face, but Mountain Man seems to have a good guard.

MASTERS: He can’t block forever, his forearms must be bruised and swollen up after these shots from Mr. Krazy himself.

DANIELS: Mountain Man pushes him off, but Ross has locked on to his arm, now turning him over, looks like this brawler from Hawaii can also lock in some decent submission holds. MM tries to power out, roars of pain can be heard from this beast like man, Ross just licking his lips, enjoying every moment.

MASTERS: Screams of pain to that man must be like classical music to his ears.

DANIELS: MM finally gets up, now on his knees, he stands up, getting to his feet, elbow to the mid-section of Ross, then another, Mountain Man now using all his strength and perseverance, and hits an enormous SIDEWALK SLAM!

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DANIELS: Ross kicking out with aggression there.

MASTERS: I think he is upset with himself after being caught with that move, Kimo shouting from the outside, look at him, the drunkard fool, how much of that Rum has he had? And how much has he gave the children on the front row???!

DANIELS: He is just enjoying his guys debut match I guess, Ross now back on his feet as Mountain Man is now in control. Knee to the gut, a double axe handle on the back, that would have snapped any normal sized man spine in half.

MASTERS: Does Ross look normal to you?!

DANIELS: You have a point, Mountain Man now hitting hard right hands, but once again, Ross seeming to shake the pain off, in fact once again, he orders MM to hit him again, he does, then a second, still not stumbling this Hawaiian Rattlesnake, Mountain Man runs off to the ropes and swings a huge clothesline, Ross counters though, he has him…SAMOAN DROP! THAT COULD BE IT!

MASTERS: THAT COULD BE IT FOR THE RING TOO…WHAT IMPACT!

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MASTERS: Holy Hell, maybe the yeti is tougher than we thought.

DANIELS: He lives for the Hardcore division, this guy is no pushover. Ross now looking frustrated though, this guy seems to have a short temper. He walks over to Kimo, he seems to have a few words for him, Ross smiles, then walks back to MM, what did his manager tell him?!

MASTERS: I don’t know but I bet it came with some bad breath! I hate rum!

DANIELS: Ross now picking Mountain Man back up, the man from the cabins seems to be dazed from the last attack, Chris not done with him yet though, connecting with some stinging knife edge chops, the crowd getting into the action fully now, Mountain Man’s chest is red raw!

MASTERS: How can you tell through that mass of hair?!

DANIELS: Ross now lifts him back up…WHAT STRENGTH! POWERBOMB!

MASTERS: Go for the pin, what is he doing? He must want to make him extinct!

DANIELS: Yeah he seems to be climbing the ropes, if he is doing what I think he is, this could be some impact, put your fingers in your ears folks, and sit tight, it’s time for an Earthquake!

MASTERS: I believe he calls it the Tidal Wave Splash!

DANIELS: He measures up Mountain Man, the fans are on their feet, can he connect with this monstrous attack, shades of last week as we saw maybe the end of Russell’s career…HERE HE GOES!

TIDAL WAVE SPLASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MASTERS: MY GOD THE RING COULD OF IMPLODED!!!!!!

DANIELS: This is ball game folks!

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MASTERS: Well, Ross made quick work of the man who lives in the mountains!

DANIELS: I have to agree, he won this one pretty comfortably. Ross now celebrating with Kimo in the ring as the fans have mixed views on this double act. Wait, what is this?! Why is Marsham and Derek out here?

MASTERS: I believe Marsham is scheduled for action next Jarred!

DANIELS: But at least let the new guy celebrate his debut win, wait, they seem to be looking for Mountain Man, hasn’t this man been through enough?! Marsham and Derek now beating him down, is this the way Marsham plans to get rid of the Hardcore Division? I find this sickening to say the least!

MASTERS: Mountain Man could have a bad night here, a really bad night…

DANIELS: Marsham throws MM into the ring as Derek follows, Kimo and Ross still in their, having their celebrations cut short…

MASTERS: I really doubt Marsham and Derek Damage give a crap Jarred!

DANIELS: Marsham now stomping down on Mountain Man. Marsham lifts him up, Derek Damage now hitting his famous Heart Punch, and what I want to know William is why in the hell is Derek inv9olved in this? I mean Marsham is doing this on his odd obsession of ending the Hardcore Division, but what reason does Derek have to attack the Mountain Man like this?

MASTERS: I think your forgetting two things, one, Justin Marsham is a member of the Players Club which means Derek gives his full backing to whatever Marsham chooses to do, and number two, Derek Damage is the Chairman of CZW! Do I need to say any more?

DANIELS: He is a damn joke, that is what he is! Now slapping Mountain Man as he knows he can’t defend himself. Derek lifts Mountain Man back up, Marsham grabs him, what next?!

MASTERS: Mountain Man just got Assassinated with that DDT!

DANIELS: And look at Damage, just laughing as Mountain Man tries to roll away. Marsham enjoying all the boos from the fans it seems. WAIT…WHAT IS THIS?!

MASTERS: Why in the hell is that Hawaiian guy getting in the face of Justin Marsham?

DANIELS: Krazy Chris Ross is in the face of Marsham, this situation could explode William, and maybe he just like the rest of us, well, apart from you that is, has had enough of this pathetic attack on the already beaten down Mountain Man.

MASTERS: Or maybe he should change his name to Stupid Chris Ross, he has no business even being out here still, he won his match, well done, now get the hell out of Derek’s ring!

DANIELS: They cut off his celebrations, he has every right to be out there. Wait, it seems as though Damage has just grabbed a microphone, is he going to try and talk to Ross?!

MASTERS: Just attack him boss.

DAMAGE: Now calm down…Chris Ross is it? I know we cut off your celebrations and I apologize for that, but my boy Marsham had his own business he needed to conduct, so step aside and let us finish our job.

MASTERS: When the boss tells you to do something, you damn right do it! Move you 300 pound hippopotamus!

DANIELS: I don’t know William. It doesn’t look as though Ross is about to move for anyone, not even our Chairman of the board.

DAMAGE: Now look. I know about you, I heard about your previous stunts you had in your former company, I saw what you did last week, and boy in case you didn’t realize, that was my car. Now normally I would just place you in the Legend Lock and snap your damn leg if you mess with my vehicles, but it just so happens I am in a pretty good mood tonight, well I was, until you stopped us from conducting our business. Now I don’t care about what you have done in some scum company before, this is CZW and this is MY COMPANY. So Ross, seeing as I am in such a good mood, I am going to forget about your actions last week, I am even gonna forget about this right now, what I am going to do is be the first here in CZW to offer you a place in my stable.

MASTERS: My God, what an offer, firstly not to be destroyed by the boss, but now he has an opportunity to join the Players Club, if Ross doesn’t accept this he is more stupid than I gave him credit for.

DANIELS: He still hasn’t changed the expression on his face. Wait, he takes the microphone from Derek…Ross is about to speak…

ROSS: Just give me a moment there Derek…

MASTERS: He needs time to discuss this?! What is he? A damn fool?!

DANIELS: Well I don’t know, he seems to be talking with his manager or advisor or whatever Kimo is to Chris, and Derek and Marsham seem to be getting frustrated. Wait, here we go, Ross seems to have his answer, he turns around and walks up to Derek…AHHHHHH!! OH MY GOD!

MASTERS: What in the hell was that?!

DANIELS: I think he just threw some kind of powder in the face of Justin Marsham, and wow, he falls through the ropes and lands on the outside, what is Ross thinking?

MASTERS: He may have just made a very powerful enemy Jarred!

ROSS: Offer me a place in your stable?! Who the fuck do you think I am?! I don't need an army of bitches to do my dirty work! I'm a one man army if you don't know! And you know... It's starting to seem like you don't know me... Like you forgot about me... And you know... I DON'T LIKE IT WHEN PEOPLE FORGET ABOUT ME!!!!

DANIELS: Oh my God, he just went for Derek but the lucky bastard rolled under the ropes, Marsham on the other hand isn’t so lucky, now stumbling back into the ring, and I don’t even think he knows where he is.

MASTERS: Ross is one stupid man to try and attack Derek Damage, even after that offer, what was he thinking? I guess Kimo had gave him some Rum before the show. WATCH OUT MARSHAM!

DANIELS: OH BOY WHAT IMPACT! HE CALLS THAT THE WIPE OUT!

MASTERS: And it sure as hell wiped out Marsham, he has a damn match in a few moments Jarred! This Ross has bit off more than he can chew now I think, and what is Kimo doing, celebrating with that damn bottle of rum, this makes me sick!

DANIELS: Well, the fans seem to like it William, and I happen to like it too.

MASTERS: Well I should of expected that, you’re a bunch of hillbillies. TOTAL MAYHEM…AHAHAHA…HERE THEY COME…AND YOU DON’T LOOK SO CONFIDENT NOW DO YOU ROSS!

DANIELS: Chris Ross and Manager Kimo now taking off through the crowd, they seem to be enjoying there debut night inside the CZW ring, what an impact he has made. Total Mayhem comfort Damage, but they must compete tonight against Beautiful Agony with a man who has had powder thrown in his eyes and been slammed through the canvas!

MASTERS: I have every confidence in Marsham and Total Mayhem along with the Players Club, Beautiful Agony aren’t going to be one up that easily.

DANIELS: And I have just heard folks, this will now be a three on two match, no, Marsham will compete, it is actually Jacob Havok who won’t be here tonight, apparently away with family issues, however Players Club must have an angel up there watching them, now fighting two men instead of one.

MASTERS: Believe me when I say Jarred, it makes no difference how many Beautiful Agonizing crybabies Total Mayhem and Marsham have to beat, Marsham is well on his way of destroying the most pathetic division in CZW history, the Hardcore division.

DANIELS: Wow, controversial words as always from my broadcast partner, but the reality of the situation is, it will be an up hill climb for BA tonight against three members of the PC!

MASTERS: Yeah and as we look into the ring, Total Mayhem are helping Justin up to his feet, that is the team work these guys will show throughout this contest, Derek Damage has assembled quite a group here.

DANIELS: Yes he sure has. And now the whole arena waits for the arrival of the Hardcore extremists themselves!

‘Almost Easy’ by Avenged Sevenfold begins to play throughout the arena as the fans jump of their seats.

TOWERS: And their opponents, hailing from Tiffin, Ohio and Dallas, North Carolina, at a combined weight of 429 lbs, together they are known as Beautiful Agony, the team of MIKE MONROE and CZW Hardcore Champion…BRIAN KIRKLAND!

- The two men shoot out onto the stage, fire in their eyes and in their voices as they scream to the fans, also screaming back at their favorite stars. Many Beautiful Agony signs can be seen as fans jump off their seats, trying to make as much noise as they can. Fireworks blast off as both men now run down the ramp, slapping the hands of any fans who dare to reach over the barricade. Total Mayhem and Marsham get to the outside, Marsham still screaming in agony over the powder I his eyes. Kirkland runs to the far turnbuckle as Mike goes to the nearest one, both men holding up their arms to the loyal thousands of fans, Kirkland slapping the Hardcore Title, then beating on his chest, staring a hole through Justin Marsham.

DANIELS: Look at the passion Brian has for the Hardcore division, if looks could kill, Marsham would not just be worried about his eyesight, I promise you that. Mike and Brian are everything the hardcore division is all about, heart, desire, daredevils, toughness, agony, and beautiful, and I am disturbed CZW could se the end of this division.

MASTERS: Oh calm down, we all know the X Division is everything the Hardcore division wants to b3e plus much more, so why do we need this division, it is just for mindless violence and people like me and Justin, we want to see true technical professional wrestlers prevail, not just dumb kids who like to jump off high buildings and use weapons.

DANIELS: They do it to feed their families, entertain the fans and the love this business just as much as Marsham. They respect technical wrestlers, you don’t see them trying to fire technical wrestlers from the industry.

MASTERS: That is beyond the point, Marsham in my opinion has a great cause to fight for, and I am truly behind him.

DANIELS: Well tonight he may finally find out how far these extremists are able to go for their sport, BA tonight without Havoc, we wish him all the best, so as said before, 3 on 2 here tonight folks.

MASTERS: Even better. Looks like Jakob is going to start, Mike is going to start for the agony side.

- Jakob and Mike start, Jakob immediately going for a right fist which would have knocked Mike’s head off, however he ducks, then dropkicks the left leg of Jakob as Kirkland claps him on in the corner. Mike hit’s a European Uppercut to the much taller man, then runs at the ropes, Jakob though sees him early as he goes for a huge big boot, Mike ducks once again though and this time catches Jakob with a dropkick to the head, knocking Jakob right on his ass.

DANIELS: Speed over power early on here, Mike needs to keep the big man down.

MASTERS: That is like keeping rabid lion down which is after blood.

- Mike hits an elbow drop, then another in quick succession, Mike then finishing off with a standing moonsault, getting a pin on Jacob, however Jacob kicks out after the one count, not only that, but keeps hold of Mike as Jacob stands to his feet with Mike in his grasp.

MASTERS: Tremendous strength, Mike thought he had the advantage because his opponent was on the ground, well think again little man.

- Jacob now hit’s a bare hug slam on Mike as he bounces off the canvas holding his head. Jacob now hits an elbow drop of his own, driving his arm deep into the chest of Monroe. Kirkland tries to cheer his partner on, but Jacob hit’s a hard right hand on Brian which knocks him off the apron.

DANIELS: Damn cheap shot there, he was only trying to will his partner on.

MASTERS: I guess it distracted Jacob, and Brian certainly heard about it, hahaha.

- Brian tries to get into the ring but the referee holds him back, Jacob immediately telling his brother to enter the ring. Ezra gets in as both of them pick up Mike…DOUBLE CHOKESLAM!

MASTERS: Wow, I think everyone in the arena heard that.

DANIELS: Yeah all except for the damn referee!

- Ezra steps out of the ring, then quickly gets back in as the referee turns around the see the tag from his brother. Kirkland and the fans meanwhile are livid. Ezra quickly goes for the pin…

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- Ezra gets up, soaking in the boos from the fans as he strolls around the ring. Mike tries to stumble up, hanging on to the ropes as he propels himself. Ezra comes behind him and viciously leans on the back on his neck, choking the life out of Monroe. The referee counts to four as Ezra lets go. Mike coughing and spluttering, Ezra just smiling. Ezra lifts him up with one hand around the throat, then launches Mike into the corner. Ezra walks up, trapping the smaller man, then hits him with an elbow to the face, then another. Ezra begins to hit Mike with several rights and lefts, then lifts his left leg up to choke the life out of Mike once again.

DANIELS: These fans are getting frustrated here, Ezra verging on the board of illegal with these attacks.

MASTERS: There is no illegal here in CZW, you should know that being a hardcore extremist and all.

DANIELS: They risk there bodies with high risk moves, Ezra is just choking a man down in the corner, what is so entertaining about that?!

MASTERS: I am finding it decidedly entertaining thank you very much, in fact I may order a hotdog from one of those stands over there.

- Ezra now pummels Mike with a few more rights and lefts, then hit’s a final elbow, Mike looking out of it early on in the match. Ezra positions him, then backs away as he prepares himself for a big move. Ezra now runs at pace towards Mike who seems to be stuck in the corner…BIG SPLASH…MONROE MOVES!

DANIELS: Finally, Mike has an opportunity to change his momentum around here…

- Mike now runs at the ropes as Ezra falls backwards from hitting his head on the turnbuckle, Mike launches himself off the ropes and hit’s a high flying attack…

DANIELS: HOLY CRAP…A SPRINGBOARD DRAGONRANA!

- The crowd goes wild as Mike gets up, Ezra now down and hurt on the ground. Mike intelligently tags in the Hardcore Champion as the fans scream at the first appearance of Kirkland in this match. Kirkland quickly climbs in then goes for a cover, but Ezra kicks out immediately. Kirkland picks him up, then drives an elbow into the back of Ezra’s neck. Kirkland then presses hi against the ropes, now hitting hot knife edge chops, the big man starting to hiss in pain. Brian then Irish whips Ezra but the bigger man reverses, however he hangs onto the hand of Kirkland as he pulls him closer, going for a short arm clothesline, Kirkland however ducks that as the fans cheer his quickness, Kirkland finishing the counter with a Reverse DDT!

DANIELS: The CZW Hardcore Champion sure knows how to counter, very impressive here, I just wished Marsham could see this.

MASTERS: Poor Marsham, still attending to his powdered eyes on the apron, how brave must he be to still compete in this match.

DANIELS: How brave must Mike and Brian be to defend a whole division like this!

- Kirkland stands up as he walks over to Marsham. Brian begins to wipe his eyes, mocking him as the fans start laughing. Brian goes back as he picks up Ezra, now seeing stars, Brian hit’s a right hand which knocks the Mayhem brother back into the corner with Mike. Brian tags Mike in, then lifts Ezra up for a side suplex, Mike climbs up to the top rope and hit’s a flying reverse bulldog as Brian lands a side suplex, completing the double team move for the team of Beautiful Agony.

MASTERS: What in the hell, is this referee blind or something, that was blatantly two against one.

DANIELS: Well this damn match is three against two, these two guys just proving that they work well as a team.

- Mike gets up as he runs off to the ropes, now running back at Ezra who lays motionless on the ground, Mike jumps up…Running Senton on the grounded Ezra. Mike gets up, now looking over at Marsham who still apparently has powder in his eyes. Mike grabs Ezra, still staring at Marsham as he locks in a grounded bow and arrow.

DANIELS: Mike Monroe, he has the most dangerous submission hold in CZW within his arsenal, now using a bow and arrow attack against Ezra, and these fans seem to be loving the great teamwork of these two guys.

MASTERS: What teamwork? They haven’t shown anything special, any two guys can team up together, and in my opinion, Beautiful Agony has nothing on the numbers of the Players Club.

DANIELS: It’s not all about numbers, these guys may be outnumbered in most situations, however they still pull through and give these fans one hell of a show!

- Mike has kept the hold on for over a minute now as Ezra begins to power out, Mike letting go as he tags in his partner, while having his legs locked around the monster Mayhem brother, keeping him stuck in the ring. Brian vaults over the ropes as he hits diving elbow drop. Mike exit’s the ring as Brian takes over. He lifts up Ezra who can hardly get to his feet now, Kirkland helps him up, only to take him back down again with a downward spiral attack. Kirkland goes for a cover…

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MASTERS: Now Ezra needs to find his way to his corner…I am sick of these two having control here…

DANIELS: And that only makes me smile more…

- Ezra though can’t even move towards his corner, Kirkland already is back on him. Brian sits over him, hitting hard rights and lefts, Ezra now beginning to show signs of blood from his lip. Brian eventually stands up as Ezra tries to crawl under the ropes, Kirkland though stops him with a leg drop. Kirkland now lifts Ezra back up, Kirkland goes for a SIDE EFFECT…

DANIELS: No…Ezra counters with an elbow…OH MY GOD!!

- Ezra countered with an elbow to the back of the head, then out of no where, Era exploded with a Heart Punch as Brian flew across the ring.

MASTERS: Shades of Hiyatchi Mushima there…MY GOD!

- Ezra drops back on the canvas though, Kirkland also down, both men trying to crawl to the corners. Brian is first to reach Mike as the fans cheer. Ezra though reaches Marsham, however he doesn’t tag as Marsham drops off the apron attending to his eye once again.

DANIELS: And what kind of team work is that then?! Ezra desperately needing the tag there, where was Marsham? He dropped off the apron, he can’t still be affected with that powder?!

MASTERS: Well he clearly is, this man is doing well to still be at ringside, how dare you question the teamwork ability of this man.

DANIELS: Well either way, Ezra is still secluded from his team as Mike drops another elbow drop, this time on the back of Mayhem’s head.

- Mike lifts Ezra back up as Ezra tries to fight, swinging wild lefts and rights, Mike though not about to let one catch him as he swings one of his own, hitting a wild spinning backfist, Ezra falling back down to the ground. Mike now begins to climb the ropes as the fans pick up their cheers to huge chants for Mike and BA. Ezra stumbles up once more, almost losing his balance but as he turns around, Mike vaults off…

DANIELS: GOD ALMIGHTY! SPIN KICK OFF THE TOP ROPE!

- Ezra now smashes hard to the ground as Mike scurries over for the pin…

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DANIELS: DAMN HIM!

MASTERS: He is not going to let his brother get pinned by Monroe, not that Ezra would have been pinned anyway…

DANIELS: It sure looked like he was going to be.

- Mike gets up as he runs at Jakob, however the referee stops him from attacking him. Mike turns around as Ezra leaps from off the ground hitting a spear attack. Mike rolls off as he holds his ribs, Ezra finally reaching out and getting a tag fro his brother Jakob. Jakob climbs in, stomping down on Mike. He lifts him up and lifts him above his head, Jakob seeming to be angered now…GORILLA PRESS SLAM!

MASTERS: Mike bouncing off the canvas like it was a trampoline!

- Jakob grabs Mike by the throat as he lifts him up once more, now hitting a throat thrust. Mike bounces off the ropes as Jakob lifts him up once more…But suddenly Marsham reaches out and slaps Jakob on the back for a tag. Marsham leaps into the ring, like a fresh man, Jakob dropping Mike to the ground as he looks at Justin stunned and angry, but eventually finally leaving the ring much to his dismay.

DANIELS: So what the hell was that?! I thought your beloved Marsham was temporarily blind?!

MASTERS: Yeah, temporarily Jarred, he recovered didnlt he, and now this match will turn around.

DANIELS: Strange how he recovered after Mike had been beaten down by the near seven footer Jakob Mayhem.

MASTERS: Hey, just coincidence I guess.

DANIELS: Yeah, coincidence.

- Justin lifts Mike up as though he was a wild beast, showing no blindness at all. Justin now hit’s a high impact Russian Leg Sweep as Mike crashes to the ground. Marsham sits over him as he begins to hit rights and lefts, viciously swinging them into Monore’s face, the referee having to pull him off. Marsham stands up and walks over to Kirkland, shouting ‘your next’. Marsham goes back over to Mike as he helps him up, then goes for a Fireman’s carry, only not dropping him, instead turns it into a Neckbreaker attack instead.

DANIELS: Wow, this Justin Marsham certainly has an unorthodox style of wrestling.

MASTERS: He is unique, and possibly the best technical wrestler we have here.

DANIELS: He covers…

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DANIELS: The heart of Mike won’t let him be beat here.

- Justin now applies a chin lock as Mike suffers more, the fans booing as Justin sits there, with Monroe trapped, a smile on his face. Marsham screams out, ‘The end of the hardcore division’ as he looks at Kirkland, Brian trying to get into the ring but the referee stopping him. Justin now lifts Mike up, swapping the chin lock to a headlock, Monroe not being allowed to fight back. Marsham quickly switches it to a headlock, then takes him down again, Mike kicks away as he releases himself, getting back to his feet only to run into a high impact Ensuguiri.

DANIELS: Ouch my ears are ringing from that impact, Mike just not being allowed to gain any momentum here.

MASTERS: That is why Justin is so dangerous, he will technically and slowly chop down the opponent. Now he is going for the dangerous Texas Cloverleaf…AND HE HAS GOT HIM!

- Justin locks in the Cloverleaf on Mike as he begins to scream in pain. Total Mayhem clap as Justin wrenches back and further back, Mike’s spine looking like it could snap at any moment. Justin screams at Kirkland who is going crazy on the apron, trying to will Mike and the fans on. Suddenly Brian snaps as he dives over the ropes and begins to pummel down Marsham, breaking the hold, however Jakob is quickly in as he kicks Kirkland right in the face knocking him out of the ring.

MASTERS: Size 24 foot print right on your face Mr. Kirkland.

DANIELS: Monroe is in danger zone now.

- Justin gets up, holding his jaw as he laughs, looking at the injured Kirkland lying on the concrete floor outside. Justin slowly picks up Monroe looking to finish him, but suddenly out of no where Mike hit’s an Assault Driver!

DANIELS: TTM!!!!!

MASTERS: What?! I blinked and missed that! What speed.

DANIELS: He needs to find a tag here, Monroe has been beaten up for the past several minutes. Kirkland is on his way there, but can he make it before Mike gets there?

- Mike reaches the corner, but Kirkland is still struggling on the outside. Jakob and Ezra now enter the ring throwing the referee aside as they pick up Mike. They Irish whip him to the ropes as the fans boo, but Mike amazingly hit’s a HUGE double clothesline, knocking both Mayhem’s out of the ring then gets the tag to Kirkland as the fans are exploding with excitement.

DANIELS: That was phenomenal, now we get to see finally, Hardcore Champion against the Hardcore Terminator.

MASTERS: Nice.

- Kirkland bursts into the ring as Justin gets up but gets knocked down with a forearm. He gets back up again but once again gets knocked back down this time with a clothesline. Kirkland waits for Justin to rise, almost shaking with adrenaline and bursts of momentum, Justin gets up as Kirkland kicks him in the sternum, then hit’s a Side Effect. Marsham seems down and hurt now as Kirkland covers…

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- Marsham gets back up but Kirkland is still waiting for him. Brian presses him to the ropes, the whips him to the other side, Marsham springs back as Kirkland hit’s a high flying Superkick, which Kirkland calls the Ghost train. Kirkland this time doesn’t go for the cover though, instead, with all the momentum and cheers from the fans, he begins to ascend the turnbuckle. He reaches the top as Marsham seems to be out of it. The fans egg on Kirkland as he flies off…

DANIELS: THE INTERVENTION!!!!!!!

- The fans explode as Kirkland hits his finisher from the top rope. He covers…

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DANIELS: No…we thought it was three but Marsham somehow kicked out.

MASTERS: Wow, maybe Justin is more Hardcore than we thought!

DANIELS: Wait! WHY IS DEREK DAMAGE WALKING DOWN TO THE RING?!

MASTERS: He wants to support his team at close range I guess.

DANIELS: Yeah right, and look at that, Total Mayhem take Mike Monroe from off the apron. Derek grabs the CZW Hardcore Title belt, and look what he does, he gives it Justin Marsham, what a joke.

MASTERS: Mayhem Marsham has a change of heart and wants the Hardcore title now.

DANIELS: BRIAN…WATCH OUT…

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

DANIELS: I KNEW IT…HE JUST TOOK BRIAN’S HEAD OFF WITH HIS OWN TITLE BELT!

- Derek smiles as the referee has no choice but to count Kirkland down after Justin hit him with the belt.

DANIELS: I thought Marsham didn’t use weapons. NOT LIKE THIS!

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MASTERS: YES! Justin proves again that he is above the Hardcore division.

DANIELS: He is above nothing, he sunk low enough to cheat in the match to get the win, and totally contradicted his whole argument.

MASTERS: Whatever, all I saw was Players Club getting a win and Marsham getting a pinfall over the Hardcore Champion!

DANIELS: Well, Kirkland accepted Justin’s proposal at the PPV, it will be Marsham against Kirkland, if Marsham wins, Hardcore division and belt is dead, if Kirkland wins which I hope he does, it stays alive in CZW! We’ll be back after the break folks!

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(Ross is walking down the hall with Kimo at his side.)

Kimo: Yo dog! That was off the chain how we totally killed those punk bitches!

Ross: Yes that shown them for forgetting who I am...

(Just then Mountain Man walks over to Ross and Kimo)

Ross: What in the hell do you want?!

MM: I just wanted to thank you for saving me back there.

(Kimo lets out an amusing chuckle.)

Ross: Save you?! I couldn't give a shit about you. I wasn't saving you. I just wanted to beat the crap out of those guys. If they were anyone else I would've left your hairy ass for dead!

MM: Hey man what is your problem?!

Kimo: Our problem is that you think we care about yo punk ass. Hell naw! We don't give a fuck about anyone but ourselves!

Ross: And if you got a problem with that then why don't you do something about it.

(Almost instantly Mountain Man throws a punch at Ross.)

Ross: Big mistake pal!

(Ross grabs Mountain man and throws him right into the wall putting a huge crack in it. He starts to punch and kick him. Kimo casually walks over and opens up a utility closet near by.)

Kimo: Hmmmm what do we got here...

(Kimo comes out whistling with a mop and a mop bucket.)

Kimo: Clean up on aisle 3 dog!

(Kimo dumps the bucket of dirty mop water on Mountain Man and Ross grabs the mop and breaks it across his back. Kimo runs back into the closet and grabs a tool box. Ross walks over and grabs the box from Kimo and opens it up dumping out the contents. Ross smiles sinisterly as he grabs a screw driver and starts to dig it into Mountain Man's forehead.)

Kimo: Awe snap dog! Ya gotta tighten up those bolts! Hey a hammer!

(Kimo says as he picks it up. Kimo scratches his chin as Ross continues to dig the metal tool through his skin.)

Kimo: BALL TAP!!!

(With Mountain Man bleeding buckets Kimo slams the hammer right into his groin.)

Ross: Now listen to me fucker! You aren't my friend! You aren't shit to me! Let's make that clear now!

(Ross proceeds to pick mountain man up and spears him right through the open door of the utility closet knocking it completely off it's hinges. Ross grabs a garbage can nearby and smashes it over Mountain Man's head over and over and over until the can is completely flat. Kimo casually continues to look through the utility closet and walks out with a box of glass Christmas ball tree ornaments. He proceeds to dump them on the floor. Ross picks Mountain Man up and delivers a Wipe Out on the balls putting shards of broken glass all over his body.)

Kimo: YEA DOG! DON'T YA FOGET IT! Yo Ross... Ya thinkin what I'm thinkin?

(Kimo pulls out an electric shaver from his back pocket.)

Ross: We're gonna shave him?

Kimo: Hey I hear Yeti fur is a rare thing and is high in demand!

(With those words being said Ross takes the electric shaver from Kimo and proceeds to shave off Mountain Man's beard in minutes. With his beard in hand Ross looks down at him and gives him one more kick in the ribs and drops the shaver on the floor before casually walking off. A loud crash can be heard as Ross knocks over a christmas tree set up nearby.)

Kimo: Yo dog! Ya just got fucked up bitch!

(Kimo walks off following in tow. A few seconds later he comes back looking around sinisterly. Seeing no one is around Kimo proceeds to take off Mountain Man's boots and run off with them.)

DANIELS: Wow, I guess Ross doesn’t want to make friends with any members of the CZW roster.

MASTERS: I doubt he will acting like that, him and Kimo are damn thugs, I mean beating up a man and shaving his beard off, that’s one thing, but did you see the end of that? THEY STOLE THE MAN’S SHOES!

DANIELS: Haha, yeah, this Ross character seems to be unpredictable to say the least. Up next, we see the return of McNally to in ring action as he takes on the experienced Sawyer, this should be great!

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
(2 RP per person limit)
"The Ripper" BRYAN McNALLY -vs- "The Working Man" JA SAWYER

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Jarred Daniels: “I don’t think that the Nationwide Arena is big enough to handle these next two competitors.”

Music explodes through the speaker system – announcing the entrance of The Whole Damn Show’s newest member, Bryan McNally. He proceeds to the squared circle in a chorus of boos. The entire arena trembles, shaking from the immense negative reaction the fans have towards The Ripper.

William Masters: “Indeed! McNally is an absolute beast. Even though Sawyer has it out for Big Nasty, he might not be able to enact any further revenge. Bryan McNally is going to destroy The Working Man!”

Jarred Daniels: “That’s presumptuous. JA Sawyer has so much heart and it’ll be difficult to keep him down now.”

In the ring, Bryan McNally towers over Jessica Towers. When his entrance music stops, it is JA Sawyer’s the follows; and, making a move from beyond the curtain, Sawyer darts towards the ring. He slaps hands with fans as he moves along ringside, receiving the exact opposite reaction that McNally was given.

Jarred Daniels: “JA Sawyer is looking to make an example out of McNally, especially considering this whole conflict between him and Big Nasty that started around three weeks ago.”

Once Towers ducks out of the ring and the official designated for the match – Darrin Powers – signals for the ring bell, JA Sawyer and McNally lock up, engaging in a collar-and-elbow tie-up. Sawyer looks to utilize an Irish Whip, but McNally steps through and wrenches Sawyer’s left arm. He adds a clubbing forearm to Sawyer’s triceps for good measure then proceeds to toss The Working Man into the nearest turnbuckle.

Jarred Daniels: “McNally drives a knee into Sawyer’s midsection and pulls him out from the corner. Short armed clothesline and McNally goes for a pin.”

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William Masters: “He hooks the outer leg and we have a pin!”

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Sawyer emerges from the pin quickly and rolls to his knees. As McNally follows suit, Sawyer springs – utilizing all of his weight – and lands a strong shoulder block! The Ripper staggers back, falling into the ropes, but not off of his feet. Sawyer charges once more, now throwing a second clothesline that he hopes to hit this time. McNally ducks and returns to the well, lifting Sawyer up once more in a sidewalk slam!

Jarred Daniels: “McNally with another sidewalk slam! NO! Sawyer shifts his weight and has him for a Russian Leg Sweep!”

Before Sawyer can execute the move, McNally lands a back elbow into his face and switches behind The Working Man. With a rear waist lock applied, McNally hauls Sawyer overhead!

William Masters: “What a huge overhead release German suplex!”

Jarred Daniels: “McNally looks to be very pleased by that move. He’s taking his time back to his feet—and look at Sawyer.”

Once McNally returns to Sawyer, a barrage of knife edged chops echo across the arena. Sawyer chips away at The Ripper’s defenses, making McNally’s flesh incredibly raw with each swipe of his hand. He is staggered once more on the ropes, but Sawyer does not let up! Sawyer whips McNally to the ropes on the opposite side! NO! Sawyer holds on and brings McNally right back to him!

Jarred Daniels: “There’s a stiff boot and Sawyer takes McNally down with a swinging neckbreaker. McNally’s down and Sawyer drops that headbutt!”

William Masters: “He’s covering!”

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William Masters: “Spinebuster by Sawyer!”

Jarred Daniels: “Sawyer pins!”

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Almost three! The fans unite to cheer on Sawyer, giving him fuel to carry on his assault against the newest member of The Whole Damn Show! Dragging McNally up from the canvas, Sawyer applies a standing head-scissors. He is actually going to attempt to pick The Ripper up for a power-bomb. Or, so it would seem! Mustering enough strength to power out, McNally back body drops Sawyer behind him and heads off the opposite ropes to build momentum for an enormous spear!

Jarred Daniels: “McNally just speared the absolute Hell out of JA Sawyer! Sawyer’s crumpled up like an accordion.”

William Masters: “That’s a big accordion.”

Going for a pin attempt, McNally soon finds himself the victim of a small package! JA Sawyer is still alive, digging deep within his breast for the courage and the strength to continue on. He rolls The Ripper over, bringing his shoulders flush with the canvas!

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The Ripper is able to get free.

Using the fans cheers as energy, Sawyer crawls to the ropes and uses them to stand. McNally does the same on the opposite side of the ring. Sawyer would return to McNally and continue the battle if not for a sudden distraction showing up on the CombatTron. Vengeance for last week, it would seem, would be the intentions of The Whole Damn Show. Big Nasty is shown on the screen, trying to distract Sawyer, and it works!

William Masters: “Watch this.”

Jarred Daniels: “Turn around!”

When Sawyer does turn around, McNally is there – spewing black mist towards his face! Sawyer lifts a hand to block most of it and ducks! Before The Ripper can react, Sawyer pulls him up on his shoulders into a fireman’s carry and then drops him head first with a Death Valley Driver!

McNally is laid out across the canvas and Sawyer heads to the turnbuckle!

Jarred Daniels: “The Wrecking BALL!”

Sawyer hits the move on spot and makes the cover:

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Jarred Daniels: “Despite Big Nasty’s attempts, JA Sawyer makes it out with a victory!”

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The scene opens inside of a dark, empty room, only a single beam of light from a swinging light bulb hanging above illuminates the room only enough to see Maynard tied to a chair. Maynard is then awakened by a slap to the face by one of the masked men in the room.

MAYNARD: WHAT THE HELL MAN? What’s going on and where the hell am I?

MYSTERIOUS MAN: Shut up, boy. You’ll soon find out why you are here and why we kidnapped you. All will be revealed when the time is right but in the meantime, we’re going to have to sedate you just to make sure you don’t escape.

The large man in the mask gives the other masked man, standing behind Maynard, the signal and he places a chloroform rag over Maynard’s mouth, rendering him silent and sedated. The scene then cuts back to Daniels and Masters at ring side.

DANIELS: What the hell is going on with Maynard, I don’t know what to make of this situation but I doubt he is going to making it out to his handicap match later on tonight against Idolized.

MASTERS: I think you just answered your own question, numbskull, I believe Evan and Kyle are behind this but I don’t think the Whole Damn Show has caught on just yet or they would have hell to pay.

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DANIELS: What is this now?!

The tron now flashes to another area in the back, where we see Jordan Walker passed out, hanging from a coat hanger by his underwear. His shirt is off, and on his chest a few choice words are written with black permanent marker. The words read as follows:

"Courtesy of the Living Legend...DON'T MESS WITH ME!"

Jordan starts to come to, as the pain rushes to his head, he starts screaming, and freaking out, trying to get down, as the screen shuts off.

MASTERS: Big Nasty has quite a few enemies, but by the looks of that, he is beginning to fight back.

DANIELS: It sure looks like it, now up next, fatal four way action!

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The camera cuts to the back in a empty CZW locker room. The camera heads inside were Vince Khan stands, decked in black, grey and white camoflauge jacket and pants, a silver chain hanging from his neck with a silver and diamond charm that rests on his exposed chest and wearing a pair of timbs. He stands arms crossed, infront of a television monitor. The camera shows the tv which shows a replay of Vince Khan's return last week against JA Swayer. Khan watches on as he sees himself heading to the top rope. Out of nowhere, Alan Fiscus pops up and delivers a hard chair shot to the back of Vince causing him to fall to the mat. Vince turns off the tv and stands in the middle of the locker room in silence. He reaches inside his jacket and pulls out a pack of newports and a lighter. Khan lights up a smoke before heading out for his match.

Vince Khan: So, Alan Fiscus decided to cost me my match last week. Thats fine, just know Alan, what you've done is hurting you alot more than it ever hurt me. I've never been one to give a shit about wins or loses, so costing me my match against Joe the Plumber means shit to me. And as for you Swayer, pray to your god we never cross paths again. Be satisfied with the result of the match and don't dare ever come in contact with me for the rest of your pathetic existance.

Vince takes a drag from the cigarette. He lets the smoke come out of his mouth and inhales it through his nostrils, and exhales it.

Vince Khan: Alan, why you thought it was so damn important to cost me my match last week, I still can't figure out. And your gonna be wondering the same thing *****.

Khan drops the cigarette onto the concrete floor and heads out of the locker room for his upcoming match.

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-=- FATAL FOUR WAY -=-
(2 RP per person limit)
VINCE KHAN -vs- ADONIS -vs- MORTIUS -vs- BRIAN BLAZE

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TOWERS: "This next contest is a fatal four way match scheduled for one fall!"

The crowd is restless

TOWERS: "Introducing first... hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada... weighing in at 220 pounds... 'Mr. Entertainment' BRIAN BLAZE!!"

"Let Me Entertain You" starts to play over the sound system. It plays until the Let Me Entertain you has started to be sung. One that has been said a big explosion goes off on the stage. Then Mr. Entertainment appears on stage and lifts his hands in the air as sparks flows down behind him. He is wearing a long coat that has Mr. Entertainment written on the back. He enters the ring ignoring the peoples cheers or boos being focused for his match. Once he enters the ring he takes his coat off revealing black Wrestling pants with Brian written on one lg and Blaze on the other both in blue. He then starts taunting the fans if his opponent is not in the ring. However, if his opponent is in the ring he begins trash talking with them.

TOWERS: "The next participant... hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada... weighing in at 245 pounds... 'So Sexy It Hurts' ADONIS!!"

"I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred plays over the PA, as a purple and pink light display is on at the wrestler's entrance. Out walks Adonis, in a royal blue glitter robe, with his blonde hair feather styled. Some of the crowd are booing him, some are cheering him, and he's confidence either way. He struts down to the ring, and rolls in.

TOWERS: "The next participant... hailing from Compton, California... weighing in at 286 pounds... VINCE KHAN!!"

"Ambitionz Az A Ridah" by 2Pac plays over the PA as another mixed reaction erupts. Khan comes out, looking all business. He has a white rag over his head. He's let his beard grow out. He calmly walks down to the ring, with his eyes focused on Adonis and Blaze in the ring the whole time. He slides in, and maintains a corner.

TOWERS: "And their opponent... hailing from San Antonio, Texas... weighing in at 304 pounds... MORTIUS!!"

"Tearing the Veil from Grace" plays as the crowd is largely booing. Out comes the gothic looking Mortius, with Sarah Jane at his side. They do a sinister pose for a moment, before Mortius begins making his way down the ramp. Sarah Jane stays behind, and then goes back to the back. Mortius takes over the black leather trench coat he has on and drops in on the floor. He then takes off, running to the ring and sliding in. As he does, all four men erupt.

DANIELS: "And it's on! Khan stomps away at Mortius as he had just slid in. Adonis and Brian Blaze are at fisticuffs, and maneuver towards the corner. Khan picks up Mortius and slams him down with a body slam. He then drops a few more boots to the head of Mortius, and that's just sick looking."

MASTERS: "Khan is a thug, and he knows how to get the job done, Jarred. Plain and simple. In the corner, Adonis has Blaze pushed back. The ref breaks the hold... and...."

* SLAP *

MASTERS: "Adonis with a tremendous chop to Brian's chest, it's turning red! Ouch!"

DANIELS: "And the slap echoed throughout Nationwide Arena. Brian holds his chest, and Adonis stalks him..."

* CHOP *

DANIELS: "Another sickening chop to the chest!"

MASTERS: "And on the other side of the ring, Khan has Mortius up. He goes for a suplex... but Mort has it blocked. Mort with a kick to the gut and he nails Vince with a double underhook piledriver! Mortius goes for the first pinfall attempt."

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DANIELS: "A little too early for that, I think. Adonis throws Blaze to the ropes. He goes for the back elbow, but Brian ducks. Brian on the rebound... flying forearm!"

MASTERS: "Or as I call it... The Canadian Exchange Rate!"

DANIELS: "Nice."

MASTERS: "Mortius and Khan are brawling on one side of the ring, where Adonis and Blaze are isolated on the other side. Mortius is in control and slams Khan's head into the turnbuckle. He does it again. He then turns Khan around and prepares to irish whip him across the ring. He goes for it, but Khan reverses... and Mortius slams right into Brian Blaze! Both men's heads just smacked together."

DANIELS: "That might be the difference maker right there, as both men fall to the ground. Adonis is just getting back up, and Khan walks across the ring. Khan stomps on Mortius and then Blaze, before locking eyes with Adonis who immediately slaps him across the face. Khan is pissed. He nails a stiff knee to the gut of Adonis. He then drops an elbow to his head. He picks him up... Derailer!! The pin attempt!"

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MASTERS: "That was close. Brian Blaze crawls over to Mortius... he's got the brains to attempt a pin of his own!"

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DANIELS: "The head smash did damage, but not enough. Blaze and Mortius are sluggish though, they'll need to get checked out as soon as they get backstage. Brian is the one at the height disadvantage, as he is 6'1" while everyone else is 6'5" or taller. That hasn't stopped him one bit though. Blaze is a fighter."

MASTERS: "Blaze is a Canadian. That right there sets his fate. Khan has Adonis up and throws him to the corner. Oh, a boot choke! Khan is stretching his legs, choking the life out of the Sexy One. He lets go. He grabs Adonis and throws him to the ropes. Khan kneels for the back body drop.. but Adonis kicks him hard in the face! Adonis then grabs Khan puts him on his shoulders..."

DANIELS: "Airplane Spin!"

MASTERS: "This is making me ill just watching it, Jarred!"

DANIELS: "He spins and spins around... he lets go... and Khan falls right on his face! But Adonis is out too, temporarily. He falls down to the ground, dizzy."

MASTERS: "Blaze has Mortius up, and is punching away at his forehead. Mortius on his butt, and Blaze jumps to the ropes. Dropkick to the back of Mortius. He then grabs Mort's legs.. and locks in a figure four! Get to the ropes, Mortius!"

DANIELS: "Mortius is lively now, in immense pain. He isn't tapping, however. He nudges his large frame towards the ropes, and Brian does his best to keep him neutralized. Adonis is up, and sluggishly walks over to Brian.. he drops a fist drop! Brian releases the hold."

MASTERS: "Adonis caught Brian in the eyes with that one, nice! Adonis picks Brian up and positions him. Back Breaker Drop! Adonis goes for the pin!"

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DANIELS: "Close one there, William!"

MASTERS: "Close but no cigar. Adonis turns around, and... big lariat from Vince Khan! Just when you think he's out, he's back with a fury. Khan then sees Mortius trying to stand up. He positions... 3 Point Stance spear as Mortius was just up! Khan with the pinfall!"

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DANIELS: "Another close one! All four men are pretty gassed now. Khan is back up, and turns his attention to Blaze. He picks him up and whips him into a corner. He comes running in... but Blaze with the boot to the head! Khan stumbles backwards. Blaze positions... and nails a Dragon whip! But he's not done. He picks Khan back up, and grabs on a waistlock.. he lifts up... German suplex with a bridge!"

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MASTERS: "Blaze might of had the match right there!"

DANIELS: "Adonis throws a flurry of fists at Blaze. He picks him up... and tosses him to the outside! Blaze lands hard on the ground. Adonis decides to follow suit! That leaves Khan and Mortius in the ring."

MASTERS: "Mortius is back up, and Khan is up on his knees. Mortius runs over and Yakuza kicks Khan right in the face! He goes for the pin!"

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DANIELS: "This Khan character is a tough son of a bitch!"

MASTERS: "OF COURSE he is, Daniels! Look at him!"

DANIELS: "Mortius is disappointed he didn't get the pin on that one, and he picks Khan up. He sets him up, and lifts... Front falling suplex!"

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MASTERS: "On the outside, Brian Blaze has just irish whipped Adonis hard into the guardrail!"

DANIELS: "They're going at it violently! Brian Blaze is even bleeding from his forehead!"

MASTERS: "In the ring, Mortius throws Khan to the ropes... reversal! Mortius on the rebound... Khan hits him with an angry man's spinebuster out of nowhere! Khan stays on top of him, and the referee Danny Spade goes for the count!"

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DANIELS: "Khan and Mortius lay on the mat for a moment. On the outside, Blaze has just chopped Adonis hard. He goes to throw him into the ring steps.. but Adonis reverses!"

* CLUNK! *

MASTERS: "Blaze crashes into the steps hard with his shoulder, he may be out!"

DANIELS: "Inside the ring, Khan picks up Mortius. He grabs him.. belly-to-belly suplex! Khan is up, and roaring to the crowd.. who are surprisingly behind him!"

MASTERS: "These fans who cheer Satan himself, they're so stupid!"

DANIELS: "Vince doesn't go for the pin though, he picks Mortius up. He whips him into a corner. Kick to the gut. Vince grabs his head, and hops up on the turnbuckle. He might be going for a super bomb here, or even a tornado DDT."

MASTERS: "It'll be hell for Mortius if he connects with whatever's on his mind, Jarred. Vince is up.. but Mortius fights back!"

DANIELS: "On the outside, neither Adonis or Blaze seem to know what's going on in the ring. Blaze just slammed Adonis' head into the ringpost!"

MASTERS: "And in the ring, Mortius is up there with Khan, they're brawling.. Mortius seems to be taking the lead... He grabs Khan... I know what this is!!!..."

* SLAM! *

DANIELS: "MORTIUS SLAM! A stunning top-rope powerslam! Khan wasn't expecting that at all! Danny Spade slides in for the pin!"

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DANIELS: "Mortius wins it!"

DING DING DING

MASTERS: "Adonis and Blaze don't seem to care, they've even spilt into the crowd now! They're brawling through the crowd, heading to the back!"

DANIELS: "Mortius' music is playing, and the crowd is booing. Khan is slamming his fist into the mat, upset over his second loss in a row. He rolls out of the ring, and looks so disappointed."

MASTERS: "That criminal can bounce back. He just needs to steal some wins! Hell, he steals everything else.. why not?"

Mortius heads up the ramp as the fans boo him. He seems to relish in it, and acts as if they are indeed cheering him instead. Mortius exits through the curtain having just spent the last bit of his energy in that exciting match against three other men. The sweat still rolling off of him, he shakes off the last bit of adrenaline. A voice suddenly calls out from behind him.

Voice: Hey bitch-fist!

Mortius turns around, unsure of who said what to whom, only to be greeted by a metal ball bat to the face! Mortius hit’s the floor, grabbing at his nose, his vision hazy as he eyes a figure standing just over him. But before he can react, his hands pawing at the legs of his assailant, his attacker calls out once more.

Voice: Nothing personal. I’m just watching my own back tonight. That means you can’t be here…

The bat swings down a second time, cracking Mortius in the top of the skull. His eyes roll back in his head and his tongue hangs out of his mouth like he was experiencing a seizure. The ball bat, now dented, drops on the floor next to his body as the assailant walks away, the camera not seeing anything more then jeans and a pair of boots. Mortius lies in what looks like a coma, convulsing randomly before he is finally spotted by CZW crew officials.

Crew: Somebody! Get a medic, Mortius is down and he’s not looking so good!

An EMT crew rush to Mort's aid as a commercial break is in order.

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

DANIELS: Well what an exciting show this has been so far and we are now just about ready for the handicap match between Maynard and Idolized.

MASTERS: Indeed, Jarred, this is going to an all out, bloody war.

TOWERS: This next match is set for…

Jessica Towers is cut off by unfamiliar music. “Sledgehammer” by Peter Gabriel blasts over the speakers of the Nationwide Arena.

DANIELS: What the hell is this now? Wait, those are the mystery men that attacked and kidnapped Maynard O’Toole.

MASTERS: GEE, Daniels, what gave it away, the masks or the fact that they have Maynard in their possession?

DANIELS: Shut up, Masters

The same five guys who attacked Maynard O’Toole earlier, make their way out to the ring, with Maynard O’Toole draped over the shoulder of a rather large man.

MASTERS: I don’t know what the hell these men are but whoever was in charge of picking an entrance song should be beaten with their own shoes.

The large masked man throws Maynard in the ring as another man sets up a chair and they all proceed to tie Maynard to the chair. “Sledgehammer” fades out as one of the masked men slaps Maynard awake and he wiggles around, trying to get free, wondering what the hell is going on. One of the mystery men slowly points to the jumbo screen as the static can be heard over the snowy picture. The screen then reveals the following message in bloody letters:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAYO!

All five masked men snatch off their masks to reveal The Whole Damn Show was behind this whole thing.

DANIELS: I told you, Masters, I knew it was them the whole time.

MASTERS: Shut up, Jarred, you thought they were turning on him and this is just a birthday surprise.

Alan grabs a microphone from a stage hand and begins to speak as Maynard has a surprised look on his face.

ALAN: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SON!

McNALLY: Look, Maynard, sorry about the bicycle kick earlier, you fought back so I did what I had to do, bro.

COVEY: OK, all that is great but Mayn, I have got a surprise for you, my friend. Hellena, come on down.

Some provocative blares over the P.A. system as a women, dressed in belly dancer costume, with her face covered makes her way out to the ring. The lights go out and a single spotlight dawns on Maynard, Hellena starts dancing for Maynard as the music continues to play. Maynard has a huge grin on his face as he is being provoked by Hellena. William Masters stands up and reaches for his headset as Daniels intervenes.

DANIELS: What the hell are you doing, William?

MASTERS: I just remembered, it’s my birthday!

DANIELS: Sit down, you buffoon.

The dance is over and Hellena slowly removes the cover from her face.

DANIELS: Wait, that’s not Hellena…..THAT’S…..RUTHANN.

Maynard has a shocked look on his face, the lights in the arena come to and we see all other members of the Whole Damn Show rendered unconscious in the ring. Suddenly Evan Tyler, Kyle Riley, Krimzon Blaze and Shawn Waters and world champion, El Pablo slide in the ring and surround Maynard.

DANIELS: Oh this is not going to bode well for Maynard, his stable mates are unconscious, he is outnumbered and he is still tied to that chair.

Blaze walks up behind Maynard as the other four men surround him, Blaze then unties the ropes and lets Maynard free. Maynard stands up and swings at Blaze but he ducks said attempt, picks him up and….

KODE OF SILENCE!!!!!

Maynard stands back up and lunges at Blaze but Blaze ducks him again then pushes him toward Shawn. Shawn kicks Maynard in the gut then sets him up….

BRAINWASH!!!!!!

Evan then picks Maynard up by his hair and lifts him on his shoulders, Kyle gets in place and….

LIMO WRECK!!!!!!

Maynard is laid out, flat on the mat as Evan and Kyle point at Pablo to make his moves. Pablo climbs the turnbuckle and leaps off.

THWACK!!!!!

PABLO SPASH!!!!!!

DANIELS: Maynard has been brutalized by XTC and Idolized, these five men are in cahoots, atleast for the moment. I thought Idolized, Fire and Ice hated each other but I guess their hatred for Maynard is much stronger.

MASTERS: Just wait ‘til the Whole Damn Show come to, there will be hell to pay for this brutality, its Maynard’s bloody birthday for Christ sakes.

DANIELS: Happy Birthday, Mr. O’Toole, folks we’ll be right back.

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-=- HANDICAP MATCH 2 on 1 -=-
(2 RP limit for both teams)
"The OGT" MAYNARD O'TOOLE -vs- (Idolized) EVAN TYLER & KYLE RILEY

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Towers: The following contest is a 2-on-1 Handicap match!

Daniels: O'Toole certainly has his work cut out for him tonight, as he goes up against former tag-team champions Idolized, in this handicap match.

Masters: Maynard is gonna prove that he doesn't need WDS's help, and make a dramatic statement tonight!

"Paralyzer" by Finger Eleven blasts through the P.A. as Idolized come out to cheers and obvious jeers as they don't know which side Idolized is on it seems now-a-days as they haven't been seen recently up until the obvious show-down between Mayo and them following the recent events... They're in the ring awaiting Maynard O'Toole, their opponent for the evening.

"Die Eier Von Satan" by Tool plays as Maynard shows up on stage, getting boo'ed practically out of the building as Maynard starts his descent to the ring, but as he's doing so, Idolized swoop in!

Daniels: This match hasn't even begun and already Kyle and Evan are laying in shots to Maynard!

Masters: Quick thinking by Idolized here.

-Kyle throws Mayo to Evan who hits a huge clothesline on Mayo. Evan picks up Mayo, but Mayo with a low-blow on Evan! Kyle runs from behind Mayo with a huge shining wizard taking Mayo to the ground once more!

Daniel: Cheap tactic there by Maynard.

Masters: Hey, The Whole Damn Show OWNS you Jarred.

Daniels: Bulllshit they do!

-Evan recovers and double-teams with Kyle once more on Mayo... HUGE DOUBLE-SUPLEX ON MAYO ON THE OUTSIDE!

-The crowd are going nuts now for Idolized!!

-Evan and Kyle finally throw Maynard in the ring, as Evan starts the match out with Kyle hanging back on the ring apron as Maynard is slowly getting to his feet, only to be leveled again by a big-right hand by Evan! Mayo fights back! Rights and Lefts exchanged as their both on their feet.

*Ding, Ding, Ding*

Daniels: NOW the match is made official.

Masters: Word.

-Evan grabs Maynard, irish whip to corner where Kyle's at - TAG! Evan and Kyle begin double teaming Maynard again as Kyle comes in now the legal man, irish whip by Idolized on Maynard into the corner. Kyle whips Evan hard as possible with a clothesline on Maynard, pulling him out right into a huge SUPER-KICK on Maynard by Kyle as he covers quickly!

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Masters: Come on Maynard!!

Daniels: Almost a pinfall right there!

-Kyle gets up and starts right hands on Maynard who seems to be out of it at this point. Kyle chants IDOLIZED to the crowd, as the crowd is getting WELL OVER with Idolized now.

-Maynard back to his feet, series of right hands on Kyle now, then a huge clothesline sends Kyle to the outside! Evan goes over to Kyle to refocus himself, but wait, WHAT?! MAYNARD WITH A SPRINGBOARD BIG CROSS BODY SPLASH ON IDOLIZED! WHAT THE HELL?!?!

Daniels: MAYNARD FLEW!!

Masters: I KNEW HE COULD DO IT!!

-Mayo gets all amped up now as he takes Kyle back into the ring to break up the 3-count the ref had as they were on the outside. Mayo picks Kyle up, irish whip to corner, leads to a huge KNEE to the face of Kyle by Maynard, giving Kyle's face a new make-over it seems! Mayo picks Kyle up and throws him into another neutral corner as Evan has made it back to the ring apron, awaiting a tag. Mayo then charges at Kyle but Kyle moves at the last second as Mayo rushes in for a spear, but eats turnbuckle! Kyle then ceases the opportunity, grabs Maynard, DDT connects! Kyle drags Mayo to Evan, TAG made!

-Kyle and Evan set Maynard up... COULD THIS BE THE LIMO WRECK HERE?!

Daniels: Idolized want to end it right here and now!

Masters: Fight it Maynard!!!!!!

-Evan has Maynard for the Electric Chair, Kyle goes up top for the Codebreaker... NO! MAYNARD BLOCKED IT WITH A CLOTHESLINE TAKING KYLE OUT!!!

-Maynard laying in quick punches to Evan as he drops down... Maynard's calling for it... MAYNARD CONNECTS WITH THE OPIATE ON EVAN!!!

COVER!

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Daniels: My god that was close!

Masters: Maynard almost had it! Damnit ref, count faster!

-Kyle picks up Maynard after the long 2-count, and lays into Maynard with vicious right hands, and ends it with a European Uppercut, sending Maynard to the nearest turnbuckle! Uh Oh! Kyle's ascended the top rope once more... He flies... KYLE-STYLE CONNECTS!

- NO…MAYO DODGES!!!!

- Kyle rolls out of the ring as Evan attacks Maynard and throws him to a corner... Evan setting Maynard up....THE TYLER DRIVER CONNECTS!

- NO…MAYNARD COUNTERS THAT AS WELL!!!!!!!!

- Evan turns around…THE OPIATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Maynard covers Evan with Kyle still out the ring!

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Towers: Here is your winner, MAYNARD O‘TOOLE!!!!

Daniels: Happy birthday Maynard!!

Masters: What the hell happened at the end there?! Maynard like a counter machine there

Daniels: He is the number one contender for the CZW World Title. Idolized will still want their Tag Title match, but that is for a later date. We’ll be back after this folks!

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DANIELS: Here we go again, and who has Big Nasty chose this time?!

MASTERS: How do we know it’s Big Nasty, a lot of people try to call themselves legends.

The Tron pops back up again, with a WDS sign on it. The sign fades away, and reveals that Caleb Walker is laying face first in a toilet. He has his pants down around his ankles, showing his tighty whiteys. Written in glitter pen across the underwear of Caleb is....

"Courtesy of the Living Legend...Your time is up!"

Caleb exhales in the toilet, making bubbles. He pulls his head out, where floaties are covering his head. He screams as the tron shuts off.

DANIELS: OH MY GOD…

MASTERS: Did the camera really have to go that close to Caleb’s backside?!

DANIELS: CZW gets crazier every second, up next, tensions rising high, XTC vs. Elite Revolution after the break!

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Ronnie McNeil is found backstage, waiting to see his boys Jackal and Grantham compete. He looks anxious, unable to shake the question of just who had assaulted his ally, Mortius earlier in the evening. He eyes the monitor intently, waiting for the action to begin, to take his mind off of things. Suddenly a knock is heard at the door. He hops up in a rush, but then has a change of heart, slowly approaching the door.

Ronnie: Who is it?

Voice: Knock, knock, open up the door, it’s real…

Ronnie: Is that you Collum? You always playing!

Ronnie opens the door as a steel pipe collides with his face, sending him careening backwards and crashing through a small table. The camera follows him to the floor, the assailant’s feet coming into view as McNeill clutches his face in agony.

Voice: It’s the non-stop pop-pop of stainless steel!

Ronnie mumbles something incoherent as he still lies face down. His attacker speaks once again.

Voice: What’s the matter, Ronnie? You don’t like DMX?

The pipe suddenly comes crashing down a second time, across the back of Ronnie’s head, leaving him unconscious and shaking in convulsions similar to the ones Mortius felt before. Once again, the attacker isn’t seen as his feet turn and leave the room. But his voice can be heard in the hallway.

Voice: Clean up on aisle 2.

Moments later, a stretcher is brought to Ronnie’s side. Just like with Mortius before him, he is placed carefully on the stretcher, a neck brace added before he can be wheeled off to the local hospital.

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

-=- TAG TEAM MATCH -=-
(2 RP per team)
(Elite Revolution) THE JACKAL & GREGORY GRANTHAM -vs- (Fire & Ice) KRIMZON BLAZE & SHAWN WATERS

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“Gold Medal” by Trademarc floods the speakers of the Nationwide Arena as Karl Jackson and Gregory Grantham make their way out to the ring to a sea of massive boos from the crowd. Jackson and Grantham pose an arrogant grin on their faces as they get into the ring and discuss strats for the match.

“Survive” by Rise Against then blasts through out the arena as Shawn and Blaze make their way out to a round of cheers and chants from the crowd. With all four men now in the ring, Jessica Towers steps in to introduce the superstars.

TOWERS: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is set for one fall. Introducing first, to my left, at a combined weight of four hundred, fifty pounds, ELITE REVOLUTION….KARL THE JACKAL JACKSON AND GREGORY GRANTHAM!!!!

TOWERS: And introducing next, weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred, forty pounds…..XTC….SHAWN WATERS AND KRIMZON BLAZE…..FIRE AND ICE!!!!!

Jessica gets the hell out of dodge, and the referee calls for the bell to start the match…

DING! DING! DING!

DANIELS: Alright folks, this is going to be a brutal match, XTC versus the Elite Revolution. It looks like Krimzon Blaze and Gregory Grantham will start this match off as they begin circling each other around the ring. Now the two men hook up, Blaze with a strong Irish whip to the ropes on Gregory and Blaze hits a drop kick, sending Gregory to the mat.

MASTERS: Blaze is certainly trying to prove to this new stable that XTC won’t take this stable war lying down but I doubt it’s going to work. This new found stable, Elite Revolution, has quite the who’s who on their side. Blaze now on the top rope, he’s going for an aerial assault, he jumps off, 450 Splash but NO….Gregory moves out of the way in the nick of time.

DANIELS: Blaze in rare form with that 450 but he misses and now Gregory is going to capitalize. He picks up Blaze and nails him with a snap suplex. Gregory walks on the outside of the ropes as Blaze stumbles around on his feet. Blaze turns around and Gregory grabs the ropes for leverage and pulls Blaze though the ropes, DDT ONTO THE APRON!

MASTERS: What a bloody impressive move that was and this may be over already, Gregory goes for the cover.

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DANIELS: Close call there by the Graduate. Gregory gets up and begins stomping on Blaze hard. He drags Blaze over to his corner and tags in Karl Jackson. Now these two hooligans are both stomping a hole right into the aerial specialist. Gregory steps out on to the apron now as Karl Jackson takes over. Jackal picks Blaze up and slings him hard into the ropes, Jackal then mutilates Blaze with an aggressive clothes line.

MASTERS: He just turned Blaze inside out with that massive clothesline. Blaze stands up and is stumbling around, Jackal locks on to the waist of Blaze and hits a belly to belly suplex. Blaze is back up now; Jackal grabs him from behind and executes a German suplex, then another, then another.

DANIELS: Jackal executes a perfect hat trick on Blaze. That man is being punished inside that ring tonight. Blaze is lying on the mat, desperately trying to crawl to his corner for that much needed tag to Waters. Jackal is now toying with Blaze, walking over the top of him as he crawls then pulling him just as he was almost within arms reach of Waters.

MASTERS: I love this, Jarred; Jackal is teaching Blaze a lesson and humiliating him as he does it. Jackal is now dragging Blaze over to his corner, Jackal picks Blaze up and grabs him as he is bent over but Blaze counters it and ….

PELE KICK!

DANIELS: Out of nowhere, Blaze with the desperation moves, pele kick to the face of Karl Jackson and now Blaze runs over and tags in Waters. Jackal tags back in Gregory and the fans are going nuts. The two men look across at each other baring huge grins and now they are circling each other, sizing up one another.

MASTERS: They lock up in the middle of the ring now. Gregory launches Waters into the ropes, Waters comes back and nails Gregory with a shoulder tackle. Waters then runs to the side of the ropes and springboards off into a lionsault but Gregory rolls out of the way and Waters hits the mat but he stands back up and nails Waters with an Inverted German Suplex.

DANIELS: What an impressive display of raw talent we have seen so far and now Gregory goes for another cover.

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DANIELS: The referee is now arguing with Blaze to get out of the ring, and here comes Jackal with a flying clothesline, sending Blaze to the outside of the ring. Jackal is now on the outside with Blaze and they are exchanging punches by the ring apron. Waters climbs out on to the apron and nails an asai moonsault on Jackal and Blaze.

MASTERS: What an bloody buffoon, he just nailed his own tag partner with that move. Here comes Gregory, he backs up and runs toward the ropes…HE’S IN THE AIR…..SUICIDE DIVE TO THE OUTSIDE!!!

DANIELS: He landed on all three men, even his own team mate, now what do you have to say, William? He cleared the top rope with that moonsault though.

MASTERS: That is totally unlike Gregory, what in the hell went through his mind when he did that maneuver?

DANIELS: Gregory is the first man back to his feet, he grabs Waters and throws him back into the ring. Gregory scales the ropes and signals the end for Waters, he jumps off ….But NO! Waters rolls out of the way, he stands up and locks on the WATER BOARD! It could be all over now for team Gregory.

MASTERS: Don’t be so sure just yet, Daniels. Jackal slides back into the ring, runs up behind Waters and nails him with a running bulldog for the save. I knew it, I knew there was no way Shawn had this match won just yet.

DANIELS: Blaze is now back on the ring apron, reaching for a tag from Waters. Gregory picks up Waters, Waters tries to kick Gregory in the midsection but Gregory grabs his leg then Waters nails Gregory with an enzuiguri. Waters tags in Blaze and he runs at Gregory, clothes line attempt, Gregory ducks it but Blaze come back with a spinning heel kick on Gregory.

MASTERS: I will admit, Blaze is certainly impressing me here tonight. Gregory is laid out on the mat and now Blaze is on the top rope but Jackal pushes Blaze off and he hits the mat hard. Blaze stumble to his feet and turns around…..

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TOWERS: HERE ARE YOUR WINNERS……THE JACKAL AND GREGORY GRANTHAM….ELITE REVOLUTION!!!!

DANIELS: What an impressive match that was, an impressive showing by Shawn and Blaze but it was Grantham and Jackal who came away victorious.

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(Ross and Kimo are outside the arena. Ross has Mountain Man's beard now in a plastic bag and Kimo has Mountain Man's boots in his hands.)

Ross: Honestly Kimo what are you going to do with his boots?!

Kimo: E-bay Dog! E-BAY!!! I could make thousands off these motha fuckas! Hell ya could probably make more with his beard!

Ross: Whoever would purchase someone's facial hair off of E-Bay lives a very disturbing life.

(Ross says as they walk up to Kimo's light blue Buick Le Sabre. The car is rusted and has a broken rear tail light. The bumper is also hanging on with duct tape.)

Ross: Kimo when are you going to get a new car?! Honestly we've been in this industry for years now and we still ride in that hunk of junk!

Kimo: Ya know Ross dog ya right! We need to ride in style!

(Kimo just then spots a brand new Silver Cadillac parked right by Kimo's car.)

Kimo: And I think we just found our new ride!

(Kimo walks over running a hand over the paint.)

Kimo: Throw some new paint... some nice spinners. A kick as system. Hell dog we can throw some hydraulics in this thang!

Ross: Kimo are you seriously going to jack this thing?!

Kimo: Damn straight!

(Kimo tests out the door handle to discover it's open. He casually opens the door and sits in the driver's seat.)

Kimo: Yo Ross dog! Go grab me my CDs from the ride!

Ross: You are so going to get us in trouble Kimo...

Kimo: Naw dog! I know what I'm doin!

(Kimo says as Ross grabs a case of CDs from kimo's car. Kimo casually hot wires the Cadillac and it roars to life.)

Kimo: AWE YEA!!! WE GOIN TO BE RIDIN IN STYLE NOW DOG!!! HOP IN ROSS BEFO THA 5-0 SHOWS UP!

(Ross hops in with the CDs and shuts the door. It's then that Derek Damage and Justin Marsham walk into the parking lot with there bags in hand.)

Marsham: Hey isn't that your car?

Damage: Yeah. I just bought it.

(Just then Ridin Dirty by Chamillionaire is heard blasting from it. The car backs out of the parking space at a ridiculous amount of speed.)

Damage: HEY!!!!!

(Kimo hangs out the window and laughs throwing Derek Damage's CDs and his coat out the window.)

Kimo: GTA MOFO!!!!

(With the wheels squeeling they ride off at break neck speeds.)

Damage: MY CAR!!!! DAMNiT!!!!

(Damage throws his bag down angered and kicks it completely frustrated.)

DANIELS: Hahahha, you know what, I am impressed by this newcomer, I can’t say I agree with his actions earlier with Mountain Man, but when I see Derek whining like that, it just brings a tear to my eye…

MASTERS: And I am going to bring a tear to your eye if you don’t shut up, that man owns this company dammit, how can this newcomer disrespect this company and our owner and get away with it?!

DANIELS: Look out for this guy in the future folks, Krazy Chris Ross, he sure is a character. Now up next, Sadistic Madness, first man to make their opponent bleed and then get the cover wins the match!

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-=- SADISTIC MADNESS MATCH-=-
(2 RP per person)
"The Living Legend" BIG NASTY -vs- IMPALER

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- Both men stand in the ring ready for action, both equipped with steel chairs, and various other weapons scattered around the ring and on the outside.

Ding Ding Ding!!!

MASTERS: Impaler into the ring, OH!!!! Big Nasty misses with that chairshot…IMPALER CONNECTS WITH HIS!!!!!

DANIELS: OH!!!!!

MASTERS: Impaler just knocked his damn head off with that shot!!!! Big Nasty is down…and Impaler just nailed him with another chairshot!!! And another!!!!

DANIELS: Impaler has lost it tonight!

MASTERS: Impaler is pounding Big Nasty like a railroad spike! Big Nasty is down and he is hurt! And look at Impaler! He just told DD to get him a table!!!

DANIELS: Aww crap!!! You know what this means, right Masters?!

MASTERS: Hell yeah I do!

DANIELS: Yeah, this means that DD is getting his xmas wish early this year!

MASTERS: Impaler is setting up the table! Impaler and DD are gonna give Big Nasty wood! Oh no! Big Nasty with a thumb to the eye of Impaler…DDT ON THE CHAIR!!! He just spiked him! And now Big Nasty rolling out to the floor! What the hell…?!

DANEILS: We've got WOOOD!!! We've got STEEEEL! Now it's time for some ALUUUUUUUUUUUMINUM!

MASTERS: Big Nasty just threw that ladder into the ring…and he just threw DD into the ring! What the hell did he…c'mon Big Nasty! DD has no place in there! What the hell is he gonna do to him?!

DANIELS: I'll tell ya what he's gonna do!! He's gonna put him through that table! And I say he should go ahead and do it!

MASTERS: He's not in the match damn it!

DANIELS: So! he's getting what he deserves!!!!

MASTERS: Big Nasty is gonna give him the Nasty Bomb through that table…IMPALER WITH A CLOTHESLINE JUST KNOCKED BIG NASTY ON TOP OF THAT TABLE!!!! Impaler just snapped when Big Nasty tried to take DD out, and now he's making him pay for it! Impaler has Big Nasty by the throat, and he's pounding him! Right hand after right hand after right hand after right hand! Impaler is solidly in control, and now what's he doing?! Impaler…he's headed to the top rope!

DANIELS: You've gotta be kidding me!

MASTERS: He's damn near 7 ft! He's over 300 pounds! And Impaler is on the top rope…DD holding Big Nasty on that table…SWANTON BOMB!!! THAT HAD TO BE THE BIGGEST SWANTON I'VE EVER SEEN, AND BIG NASTY JUST GOT WOOOD!!! Big Nasty is out! There's the cover by Impaler…1….2…NO!!!! Big Nasty got the shoulder up! I thought it was all over!

DANIELS: You've gotta do more than that to beat the former IC Champion!

MASTERS: Yes, but right now he's getting his ass handed to him by Impaler! And he's got a chair!

DANIELS: Well…WOOOD couldn't beat him, but nobody gets up from the almighty STEEEEEEEEEEL!!!!!

MASTERS: Big Nasty getting back to his feet, and Impaler wants it bad! He wants to blast Big Nasty's brains in more than life itself--OH DAMN, AND HE DID IT!!! BIG NASTY OVER THE TOP ROPE AND TO THE ARENA FLOOR!!! Big Nasty is out of it on the outside, no count outs here, and the pinfall must take place in the ring!

DANIELS: Is he dead, Masters?

MASTERS: he may be! He got the living hell knocked out of him. DD is now picking Big Nasty up on the outside…he's trying to put him…DAMN!!! Big Nasty just punched DD in the face…hey!

DANIELS: Hey now!

MASTERS: He's going for it again! Big Nasty going for the Nasty Bomb again…WHO THE HELL IS THAT?!

DANIELS: huh?!

MASTERS: Some guy just came back from the locker room and attacked Big Nasty…is that Caleb Walker?!!!!

DANIELS: Damn it all Caleb is here now its over for Nasty!!!

MASTERS: If you were a liar? What do you mean if? Caleb is all over Big Nasty! BIG NASTY JUST SLAMMED HEADFIRST INTO THE STAIRS!!!! Caleb is here he's a house of fire! Big Nasty just tossed back into the ring here! Big Nasty is back in the ring, he's been getting has ass kicked all over the place, and now Caleb has another chair! We've seen more chairshots in this match than I can ever remember. Caleb just laid that chair on the mat! Big Nasty is trying to get back to his feet…boot to the midsection by Caleb…THE BEAST WITH IN!!! ON THE CHAIR!!!!!!! BIG NASTY HAS BEEN TAKEN OUT,!!!!!!!!! Impaler with the cover…1…2…3!!!!!!! NO!!!!! HE GOT THE SHOULDER UP!!!

DANIELS: Learn how to count, asslick!

MASTERS: How in the living, breathing hell did he get the shoulder up?!

DANIELS: I dunno! He probably cheated, knowing him!

MASTERS: Impaler is frustrated. He just set that ladder up in the corner! That in the hell is he gonna do here!? Impaler just grabbed Havok by the hair! Irish whip sends Big Nasty hard into the buckle! And now he just pointed to the ladder! He's gonna send Big Nasty into the ladder! Irish whip…BIG NASTY REVERSES, AND IMPALER GOES FACE FIRST INTO THAT METAL LADDER!!!!! AND THE LADDER LANDS RIGHT ON HIS FACE!!!! Impaler is down! Big Nasty is back in control…Caleb is back into the ring…Big Nasty catches him with a boot to the stomach…oh no!!!

DANIELS: Incoming!!! Look out!!!!

MASTERS: NASTY BOMB!!!!!! THOUGH OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!!!!! BIG NASTY JUST PUT CALEB WALKER THROUGH OUR ANNOUNCE TABLE!!!! And now where's he going?! Big Nasty is headed to the top rope…Impaler is out of it, Nasty points down to Imapler and nails him with a flying leg drop off the top!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: on the ladder!

MASTERS: THATS IT IMPALER HAS TO BE DONE...................1,2,3..............NO IMPALER KICKS OUT JUST GETS HIS SHOULDER UP HOW IN THE HELL DID HE DO THAT?

DANIELS: I have no idea Masters this match is crazy....

MASTERS: Big Nasty with a hard slap to the face of Impaler!!!…AND IMPALER RESPONDS WITH A RIGHT HAND! Big Nasty fires back! Impaler and Big Nasty! They're trading blows in the ring! Impaler with a thumb to the eyes of Big Nasty! Impaler hits off the ropes…Big Nasty misses with a clothesline…Impaler hits off the other side and runs right into a kick from Big Nasty! Impaler back to his feet…BIG NASTY FLOORS HIM WITH A CLOTHESLINE!!!! Big Nasty has Impaler now, and he's hammering away with right hands to the head of Impaler! Big Nasty is firing off…oh my goodness!

DANIELS: That idiot is biting him, Masters! That is not fair!

MASTERS: AND HE'S BITING IMPALER AGAIN!!!! Big Nasty, sinking his teeth into the forehead of Impaler!

DANIELS: C'mon! What's he trying to do?! Give him ebola or something?!

MASTERS: Big Nasty is being absolutely vicious! He just rolled out to the floor…he just grabbed 2 steel chairs from the floor! And Masters, if anything will bust an opponent open, it's a steel chair! Big Nasty just set up a steel chair in the middle of the ring…Impaler back to his feet…Big Nasty tosses the chair at Impaler, but it's caught…WHOA!!!! …Big Nasty bounces off the ropes and big boots the chair right back into the face of IMPALER!!!! Impaler is down…and Big Nasty is calling for something!

DANIELS: These sick, sadistic fans are actually cheering this crap!

MASTERS: Big Nasty just laid that chair upon the face of Impaler! I think I know what we're about to see here! This is patented Big Nasty! Big Nasty hits off the ropes…

DANIELS: Move, Impaler! Move!!!

MASTERS: OH!!!!!! FLYING LEG DROP,FLYING LEG DROP, FLYING LEG DROP!!!!! Impaler just squashed underneath Big Nasty and the steel chair, and so far things aren't going well for the IMPALER! Big Nasty is on fire…and Impaler rolls out to the arena floor!

DANIELS: What a damn cheater that idiot Big Nasty is!

MASTERS: Impaler is pissed…uh oh!

DANIELS: What a match this has turned out to be....Wait what the hell its Eddie Rowan comming to the aid of Nasty he grabbed Imapler from behind and smacked him in the face.........

MASTERS: Eddie talking some smack to Impaler!!! OH DAMN!!!! IMPALER HIT EDDIE!!!!

DANIELS: HAHAHA!

MASTERS: Impaler blasted Eddie with a right hand! THERE'S ONE FOR EDDIE ROWAND!!!! Big Nasty from behind!

DANIELS: Look out Impaler!!!! NOOOOO!!!

MASTERS: Big Nasty from behind just gave Impaler a big boot, Impaler into the crowd! And look at this! It's evolved into the crowd....

DANIELS: Security!!! Security!!!

MASTERS: Impaler is getting the hell beat out of him by Big Nasty in the front row, and we've got some security guards out there to break this up!!! My God…

DANIELS: I don't care what you say! Wait a minute…what's that idiot Big Nasty doing?!

MASTERS: Big Nasty is on the ring apron…look out!!!! OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

DANIELS: What in the world?!?!?!

MASTERS: FLYING CROSS BODY BLOCK BY A CLOSE TO 300LB MAN JUST BLASTED IMPALER IN THE FRONT ROW!!!! BIG NASTY IS ALL OVER IMPALER AGAIN!!…

DANIELS: This is a gang mugging here, Masters!

MASTERS: This has to be one of the best matches to date for CZW by far these two warriors are giving the fans what the want to see!!!…

DANIELS: They sure are!

MASTERS: Big Nasty is holding Impaler and what the hell Eddie Rowan runs over and leaps on the barricade and nails Impaler with a missle drop kick to the face that sends both Impaler and Big Nasty into the crowd Eddie gets up and gets met by a massive clothesline from Caleb Walker, Caleb picks up Eddie and hits him with a full nelson slam on the floor Eddie is in pain holding his back DD just tossed Caleb a steel chair and Eddie started to get to his feet and Caleb just blasted Eddie, Big Nasty is getting up as well as Impaler and start beating the crap out of each other Caleb spins around and goes to clock Big Nasty but Nasty gets a boot up and sends the chair back into Calebs face as Caleb flips over the gaurd rail.

DANIELS: This MATCH IS OUT OF CONTROL.....

MASTERS: DD is helping Caleb up and wait what the hell its the 7' monster Brian McNally coming to the ring he just grabbed DD by the back of the head and holy shit holy shit just hit him with a inverted DDT on the floor.....DD is out cold did not see it McNally is cleaning house he picked up Caleb and whipped him into the steel stairs..and followed with a boot to the face of Caleb, Caleb is out cold, Bryan now is going over to help Eddie up and now its a 3 on 1 onslaught of Impaler...

DANIELS: Looks like Nasty is getting his revenge now from the last few weeks of getting his ass kicked by the Players club.....

MASTERS: Impaler just tossed back into the ring, and Big Nasty is headed back to the top rope! I have no clue what Nasty is going for here! Impaler back to his feet…and here comes Big Nasty---OH MY GOD!!!!! HE DOVE RIGHT INTO A BURNING DESIRE!!!!! BIG NASTY DOVE RIGHT OFF THE TOP ROPE INTO THE BURNING DESIRE, AND HE IS DOWN!!!

DANIELS: HAHAAH! That's what I'm talking about!

MASTERS: Impaler…he just knocked the hell out of Big Nasty, and now he's got that chair, and nobody in this biz throws a chairshot like Impaler, Big Nasty back to his feet---DAMN!!!!!!! Impaler just tattooed Big Nasty with that chairshot!!! Big Nasty is down and out!

DANIELS: Is this where we are going to see the first bit of blood Masters or is Nasty's head tougher than we think?

MASTERS: Impaler with another shot! And another! Impaler is opening up on Big Nasty, Impaler just dragged Big Nasty back to the buckle, and now he's stomping down on Big Nasty! Impaler putting the boots to the midsection of Big Nasty! Impaler is stomping a mudhole and walking it dry!! Irish whip …Big Nasty reverses, but misses with the short arm clothesline…IMPALER CATCHES HIM RIGHT ON THE JAW WITH A BIG BOOT! Big Nasty is down, Impaler is in control…and this crowd is not liking it!

DANIELS: This has turned into the best brawl I have seen in a long time Masters!!!

MASTERS: BUT STILL NO BLOOD! I am getting impatient…

DANIELS: Wait, a figure is standing on the top of the ramp, who is that? I can’t make it out, but in the ring, Impaler was going for a Chokesklam, Big nasty though kicked him in the gut…

MASTERS: Looked like a low bow to me…

DANIELS: Either way, Nasty now has Impaler stunned, Big nasty lifts him up…CHOKESLAM OF HIS OWN! OH BUT NASTY JUST GOT ATTACKED BY THAT MAN…AND IT TURNS OUT TO BE THE JACKAL!!

MASTERS: My God, The Jackal must want revenge for attacking him last week, Jackal hitting Nasty in the back of the head with that chair.

DANIELS: Why does he have to spoil this match William?!

MASTERS: Why did Nasty have to spoil Jackal’s chances of…

DANIELS: Of what? Ending the career of Matt Covey?!

MASTERS: Look the fact of the matter is, Jackal wants to get even, and it looks like he is doing here, hitting him repeatedly with that chair.

DANIELS: Jackal now though backing up, I think he wants to make Big Nasty bleed. Nasty somehow is making his way up to his feet, he doesn’t know how to quit! Nasty up now, Jackal the sick bastard…HE SWINGS THE CHAIR…OH MY GOD HE HITS IMPALER…NASTY DUCKED…JACKAL HIT IMPALER!

MASTERS: Nasty now grabs the shocked Jackal, he lifts him up, surely not another Nasty bomb, two in two weeks?!

DANIELS: No, Jackal slips off and almost dives out of the ring, and look, what a coward he is, now when Nasty is face to face with him, he runs like a scared kid.

MASTERS: And if you take a look at Impaler, he seems to be bleeding from the head after that chairshot, I think Jackal may have just inadvertently given Nasty a huge win here…Nasty notices!

DANIELS: Nasty lifts Impaler up…What strength, and jackal knows all abut this move…NASTY BOMB!!!!!!

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MASTERS: Jackal is irate here, and I dare say Impaler will be too.

DANIELS: There you see it, Nasty implying he will be the next IC Champ, but the question is, will he, find out at Beginning of the End, we’ll be back soon folks.

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(After the match, the cameras catch up to Maynard backstage. Just before he gets to the interview area, he is attacked from behind, being floored from a chair shot. As the camera pans around, we see his attacker is none other than The One Man Show, Ronnie McNeil, who isn't scheduled to be here tonight. Ronnie takes the chair he's holding, places it around Maynard's left knee, grabs a nearby chair, and repeatedly slams the chair down on the knee. After repeated shots by the chair, Ronnie jumps up and down on the knee, forcing Maynard to scream out in pain.)

RM: You're no contender....you put yourself in a title match, and then you get another one? Who the fuck do you think you are? Who are you that you should get a damn thing in front of me...especially since you have never, and will never beat this One Man Show. I'm sick of this, and I'm sick of you.

(Ronnie takes the chair off, and puts Maynard in the figure 4, grinning while Maynard screams in pain, until CZW security pulls Ronnie off of Maynard.)

MASTERS: My god, he attacked Mayo, and on his birthday too, this man must be sick.

DANIELS: Sick and obsessed with getting that World Title one day!

MASTERS: But he has had like what? 8-9 shots?

DANIELS: No that many William but his hunger and desire doesn’t go away, and maybe one day he will achieve his ultimate goal. Anyway folks, up next…Our co-main event for the evening!

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-=- SINGLES MATCH -=-
(1 RP per person limit)
"The Sadistic Solution" ALAN FISCUS -vs- THE NAGASAKI NINJA

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Jessica Towers is in the ring to announce the next matchup.

Towers: “Ladies and gentle-“

Daniels: “What the-!?”

The lights in the arena go out as lime green strobing lights flash all throughout the arena. 'Did My Time' hits the PA as The Head of Talent Scouting TJ Hix takes to the stage.

Hix: Hello Columbus. I'm sorry to interrupt your regularly scheduled match up...but I had something really important to say before I let those two SOBs in the ring tear one another limb from limb. As you know...I am the Head of Talent Scouting...which means I'm the man bringing you CzW fans all the raw talent you see squaring off every week.

The fans cheer.

Hix: And oh, yes...you're right. I've done it again...not only can I scout superstars and hot ass F'N divas...but I can even scout out the zebras that call all our matches down the middle. Since I think Darrin has been a bit overworked here...I have found him a very worthy replacement to call this match so he can go get some well deserved R&R. I present to you...the one...the only...Referee Peter Pimper.

A man with light brown hair comes running from the back wearing a referee shirt and jeans. He shakes Hix's hand and runs down to the ring as Hix smirks and heads to the back.

Masters: “There’s a first here, a new referee being sent out at the last minute to call the match? Well, hey, Hix hasn’t failed us yet, so he must know what he’s doing!”

Pimper takes his spot as the referee and nods to Towers, allowing her to resume her introductions.

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

"Invisible Man" by Theory Of A Deadman begins to play, and the audience is somewhat confused as to what they should do. A picture of The Nagasaki Ninja appears on the CombatTron, and the majority of the crowd cheers... if only because he's facing Alan Fiscus. The song continues to play, and Nationwide Arena is plunged into darkness.

Jarred Daniels: What the hell's going on here?

"Buffalo Bill" Masters: What, don't tell me little Jerry's afraid of the dark!!!

Jarred Daniels: It's Jarred, you bastard. And NO, I am NOT afraid.

"Buffalo Bill" Masters: Then why are you clutching onto me? And why does it suddenly feel warmer around me?

Before Masters can have his question answered, green and gold spotlights hit the ring. A smoke machine is also employed as the Nagasaki Ninja descends from the rafters, attached to a bungee cord. He does a trio of somersaults in mid-air before taking a knee in the center of the ring. There is still a mixed reaction from the crowd, but the Ninja barely acknowledges any of it. Although we can't see inside his mask, his body language indicates that he is ready for battle with "The Sadistic Solution".

Towers: “Introducing first, from Nagasaki, Japan, he is the Nagasaki NINJA!!”

Masters: “Flashy entrance here from the Ninja, but he’s gonna need more than that if he hopes to defeat ‘the One Man Riot!”

Daniels: “Indeed, he does have his hands full, but he looks quite capable!”

Ministry’s “Thieves” plays and Alan Fiscus heads out onto the stage to a chorus of boos. Frank Finch moves out onto the stage as well, his head still bandaged from the attack last week. Both men proceed down to the ring, Alan with a slight limp due to the awkwardness of his boot-cast.

Towers: “And his opponent, from Wichita, Kansas, representing the Whole Damn Show and one part of the CZW Global Tag-Team Champions, ‘the Sadistic Solution,’ ALAN FISCUS!”

Alan walks up the ring-steps and Frank Finch makes his way once more to the broadcast table, picking up the spare headset.

Finch: “Hello again, gentlemen.”

Masters: “Good to see you again, Frank!”

Finch: “Good to be back. It’s time for this backstabbing sneak-attacking ‘ninja’ to get what’s coming to him!”

Daniels: “Well, Fiscus does have his chance, though he does look slightly perturbed…”

Finch: “Nonsense, that’s just part of Alan’s psychology. He’s letting the Ninja think he has an advantage by feigning weakness.”

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Daniels: “Well, there’s the bell, both men pacing around eachother. The Ninja going in for the lockup, but Fiscus retreats to the ropes! The Ninja attempting to pursue, but referee Peter Pimper breaking them up!”

Finch: “Excellent job of officiating there, preventing the Ninja from getting an unfair advantage.”

Daniels: “It looks like Fiscus is just scared to me.”

Masters: “That’s because you’re a dumbass.”

Daniels: “They go for the lockup again, but Fiscus with that boot right to the midsection of the Ninja! Fiscus now hammering away on the Nagasaki Ninja with right hands, now smashing him headfirst into the turnbuckle!”

Finch: “He doesn’t look too scared now, does he, Daniels? HA! Look at Alan laying into the Ninja with those right hands in the corner! Now pulling the masked freak out and it looks like he’s going to hit him with a vertical suplex!”

Daniels: “The Ninja falls behind him with the reversal! Back kick by the Nagasaki Ninja right to the lower back of Fiscus, driving him into the corner face-first! He does a little appealing with some sort of martial arts kata and now…TARANTULA!”

Finch: “That’s bullcrap! The move isn’t even a valid submission since he’s hooked IN the ropes!”

Masters: “Well, at least the ref knows what he’s doing! Pimper wrenches the Ninja off of Fiscus!”

Daniels: “He didn’t even warn him! This referee looks to be a little bit flexible with his position!”

Finch: “Just like your MOTHER! Ha!”

Masters: “YES! And Fiscus catches the Ninja with a lariat as he was arguing with the referee! He rolls him over and hooks in the camel-clutch!”

Finch: “Tap, Ninja-boy, tap!”

Daniels: “Don’t count him out yet, the Ninja is fighting it…look at that! He shifts his position under Fiscus, rolling to face him! Now the Nagasaki Ninja with a trio of headbutts! Fiscus falls back dazed! Both men up and a swift kick to the back by the Ninja! Another! He hits the ropes and takes Fiscus down with a flying clothesline, and the fans in attendance giving the Ninja their support!”

Finch: “Won’t do him any good in there against ‘the Sadistic Solution!”

Daniels: “Well, the Ninja now maintaining control, lifting Alan up and whipping him to the ropes! Fiscus reverses! The Ninja hits the ropes but holds on! Fiscus charges in with a clothesline, but the Ninja leaps up…HURRICANRANA OVER THE TOP ROPE! Both men crash to the floor as the Ninja takes Fiscus down with that hurricanrana, using the ropes for leverage!”

Finch: “You’re blind! That wasn’t a hurricanrana by the Ninja, it was Fiscus with a front-flip powerbomb all the way to the outside!”

Daniels: “What!? You’re crazy, but whatever it was, both men are down and slow to get back up, but the fans here are LOVING it!”

Masters: “Alan getting to his feet, but that sneaky Ninja is up first! The Ninja attacks from behind, just like the coward he is, a series of shots to the back.”

Daniels: “Now they’re fighting their way over here! The Nagasaki Ninja driving Alan Fiscus face-first here into our announce table! And again! Fiscus doesn’t know where he is right now! Hey, what are you doing!? Frank Finch has taken off his headset and is now yelling at the Nagasaki Ninja, who appears to not be taking kindly to his remarks!”

Masters: “I’m pretty sure the Ninja started it! He said something to Frank. And now, like the professional he is, “Flawless” Frank Finch is going to turn the other cheek and rejoin us without incident!”

Finch (putting his headset back on): “Sorry about that, gentlemen…excuse me, let me see that for a minute…”

Daniels: “Hey, that’s my…OH! Frank Finch just stole my water and splashed it right into the Ninja’s face!!”

Masters: “You ought to be more careful with your beverages, Daniels!”

Daniels: “That was all Finch! And now Fiscus taking advantage of the momentary distraction, throwing the Ninja into the ringpost! That was a cheap shot, Finch, and the fans know it!”

Finch: “They can boo all they want, I don’t care! The Ninja looked kinda thirsty so, being the generous man I am, I thought I’d help him out!”

Daniels: “Yeah, real generous, and now Fiscus sizing the ninja up…running kick to the ribs with that boot! Dammit, that’s not right! You know, I heard an ugly rumor that Fiscus doesn’t even NEED that boot anymore!”

Finch: “You know why it’s an ugly rumor, Daniels? Because it’s spread by people like YOU! Alan is injured because of a cowardly attack by people JUST like the Nagasaki Ninja. If you ask me, this is poetic justice!”

Daniels: “I still call it ‘cheating!’ Now Fiscus rolling the Ninja into the ring, stomping him in the chest with that boot again! The Ninja is now slow to get up, and Fiscus is stalking him! Oh, no…Fiscus has that sadistic look in his eye! He’s measuring the Ninja…”

Masters: “Say goodnight, kiddies!”

Daniels: “Fiscus charges from across the ring! YAKUZA KICK!!”

Finch: “BULLSHIT!!”

Daniels: “THE NINJA WITH A REVERSAL!! Great counter there, blocking the kick and taking down ‘the One Man Riot’ with a footsweep! He rolls over him with a bridging pin!!”

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Finch: “And, of course, Fiscus with the kick-out! Never a doubt in my mind!”

Daniels: “Yeah well, referee Peter Pimper looked a little slow there…maybe having a new referee wasn’t a good idea for a match with this kind of history… The Ninja now back on the attack, chopping Fiscus back into the corner. He looks to be setting him up for something big here, perhaps a superplex or something!”

Finch: “Not today! Alan with a FLAWLESS counter there!”

Daniels: “He gouged his eyes! The Ninja falls back down to his feet! Fiscus grabs him, butterflies the arms…TORNADO DOUBLE-ARM DDT!! MY GOD!!”

Masters: “Beautiful move there by Fiscus! Here’s the pin!”

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Daniels: “The Ninja barely escaping defeat there! And I couldn’t help but notice the count was a bit faster than the last time!”

Finch: “Hey, give the guy a break, it’s his first match here, he’s probably nervous!”

Daniels: “Fiscus getting up, staggering a bit. He picks up the Ninja and hooks him up…head and arm suplex!! He planted the Ninja with that one! And now, look at that evil grin on the face of Alan Fiscus! He rolls out and…uh-oh, looks like he’s getting a chair! This can’t be good for the Nagasaki Ninja!”

Finch: “Nothing’s been good for the Ninja ever since he signed this match! And now, he’s about to regret ever even crossing paths with ‘the Sadistic Solution!’ Fiscus is going up top, and we ALL know what this means!”

Masters: “It means he’s about to give the Ninja an STD!!”

Daniels: “…there’s gotta be a better way to say that…but here he goes! SICK AND TWISTED DIVE WITH THE CHAIR!!

…THE NINJA MOVES!! FISCUS CRASHES TO THE MAT ONTO THE CHAIR!!”

Finch: “What the HELL!? Damn that Ninja! Him and his…ninja moves!”

Daniels: “Well said. The Ninja now standing, Fiscus trying to get to a knee. The Nagasaki Ninja leaps over him and…springboards from the second rope…Fiscus stands and…SPRINGBOARD TORNADO DDT!! ONTO the chair!! Amazing! Both men down now, but the Ninja with a kip-up!! He looks down at Fiscus who is unmoving and appears to be busted open from that DDT! The Ninja now scaling the turnbuckle, as…hey, FRANK! Frank Finch once again abandoning his spot at the announce table!”

Masters: “He probably just wants to see if Alan is okay!”

Daniels: “Then why’s he sneaking up behind the Ninja! Finch onto the apron as the referee checks on Fiscus…Finch shoves him off! Oh, but the Ninja flips forward onto his feet! He takes Finch off the apron with a roundhouse kick!”

Masters: “Frank Finch is an injured man! He had no right to attack him like that!”

Daniels: “He probably should’ve stayed behind the booth then! The Ninja now turns but Fiscus has regained his composure and he lunges forward, looking for the Riot Act! The Ninja reverses with a knee to the gut! He whips Fiscus into the turnbuckle, Fiscus reverses! He charges in with a shoulder-block but the Ninja goes up and over! SUNSET FLIP!”

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Masters: “Fiscus reverses, rolling out of it and pinning the Ninja!”

Daniels: “Fiscus puts his feet on the ropes!”

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Daniels: “WHAT THE HELL!? FAST-COUNT MUCH!? And it looked like he blatantly saw his feet on the ropes, too!!”

Masters: “You’re hallucinating, Daniels! You don’t know what he saw!”

Daniels: “Well I know what *I* just saw, and that was Fiscus steal another one! And he knows it, too, look at him get the hell out of Dodge! He helps Finch up and the two of them start to head up the ramp, both bleeding from the forehead! It looks like Finch may have been injured again! And now look…uh-oh…the Ninja sees referee Peter Pimper! Pimper reminding the Ninja that he’s an official but I don’t think he…OH! ROUNDHOUSE! PIMPER GOES DOWN!! The fans LOVE it! And now, the Nagasaki Ninja stares down Fiscus and Finch as they slowly make their way up the ramp!”

Masters: “And the Ninja showing NO respect for authority! What a sore loser!”

Daniels: “It was just payback! I don’t think this is over by a long shot!”

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The camera cuts backstage to where Gregory Grantham and Jackal are waiting in their room after their match. Jackal looks uneasy, but Grantham seems only focused on himself as he glares at his reflection, flexing in a mirror. Jackal finally gets to his feet, pacing the floor.

Jackal: Look, I need to get a shower. Watch things out here will ya?

Grantham: Why?

Jackal: Because we still don’t know who took out Mortius and Ronnie earlier and we could be next.

Grantham: I hate to say it, but Mortius and Ronnie are big boys. They make their own enemies. Besides, who is dumb enough to come after the two of us? Don’t answer that. There’s a lot of dumb people around here. Rewind, rephrase. Who’s brave enough to come after the two of us? Obviously the guy is only attacking people when he can catch them alone. We don’t have that problem currently. Or would you feel safer if I held your hand while you bathed?

Jackal: Well…

Grantham: What?!? Get out of here with that shit, Jackal!

Jackal: Look, I don’t know what’s going on, but I don’t like it. Whoever it is, is a dead man!

Grantham: Man, just get your shower, you’re starting to smell like old gym socks. Everything is fine out here.

Jackal disappears into the bathroom of their locker room while Grantham continues to flex in the mirror, puckering up kisses at his own reflection. His eyes suddenly go wide as though hit with a sudden realization, but there is no sound. The camera fixed on Grantham from the front, catches his terrifying gaze as his body slowly drops, revealing…”Bad Ass” Matt Covey standing behind him, needle and syringe in hand! Matt smirks twistedly and kneels down, patting Grantham on the cheek.

Bad Ass: Hate doing it to ya, GiGi. But I can’t have you fucking up my game again this week. I just gave you a temporary form of paralysis. You’ll be fine, able to walk again even, in…

Matt looks down at his watch.

Bad Ass: Oh, in about eight hours. Now don’t be going anywhere. The game isn’t finished yet…

Jackal: Hey Grantham, can you get the hard to reach spot on my back? What the hell?!?

Jackal stands in a bath towel, staring at the image of Matt kneeling over Grantham. His fists clench and he snarls.

Jackal: You’re dead, Covey!

Matt: So you keep saying, dick.

Jackal charges head on at Matt, but Matt merely side steps him and runs Jackal’s face into the mirror that Grantham had been flexing in front of. The mirror shatters into hundreds of tiny pieces, raining down all over Jackal, making slight cuts everywhere. Matt quickly sticks the rest of the injection into Jackal’s neck, dropping him into a mindless heap on the floor. He begins to drool on himself as Matt rolls him over, gazing him dead in the eyes.

Bad Ass: Go ahead, Jack-Ass. Get pissed. I want you to be. You did quite the number on me last week, and I’ve not even begun to show you the reason I am in fact the “Most Dangerous Man” in the CZW. Now is not the time for that. But one day. One day soon. Just you and me. And then you suffer.

Matt stands, noticing that Jackal’s towel has come undone. He looks down and then frowns.

Bad Ass: Jesus, Jackal… Maybe they should call you “The Shortest Man” in CZW. Is that a man-gina? Great. Now I have to cleanse my eyes with bleach.

As Matt walks out of the room, leaving the men to lie about in their eight hour comas, he goes over his checklist mentally.

Bad Ass: Ronnie and Mortius are in the hospital. Grantham and Jack-Ass are out for at least the next eight hours. Alright, Collum. There’s nobody to save your ass this time. Payback is a bitch. And I’m gonna ride that bitch into the ground.

The scene fades on Jackal’s wide open, paralyzed gaze.

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Daniels: OK folks, it's now about time for.. wait a minute...

Daniels is interrupted mid-flow as the arena lights fade out, sending a hushed murmur rippling through the crowd. After a few mouth-watering seconds, the high-pitched screech of a Phoenix comes out of the speakers, followed by the opening guitar riff of "Guerilla Radio", causing the crowd to explode with excitement. As the drums kick in, a huge wall of green pyro shoots up from the stage with a bang, and El Pablo, Krimzon Blaze and Ruthless Aggression of Team XTC step out onto the stage. EP and KB each bound off to one side of the rampway, jumping and playing to the fans, as Ruthless just poses in the centre.

Daniels: Team XTC is in the house! And just listen to this ovation!

Masters: That's not Team XTC, it's a half-hearted tribute act with the big stars missing. It's like Queen without Freddie Mercury.

Daniels: They have the World Heavyweight Champion!!!

Masters: TEMPORARY World Heavyweight Champion. O'Toole will soon show that British clown what a REAL champion looks like!

After a few moment of milking the applause, all three bound down the ramp towards the ring, KB and EP high-fiving the fans as they go. They slide into the ring, and the two guys ascend a turnbuckle, Ruthless standing at the ropes. All three raise their hands above their heads, EP with WHC belt in hand, raising the roof once more. They hop down, and move to the centre of the ring as the music dies down. EP calls for a microphone, which a stage hand is only too happy to throw over. EP looks at Ruthless and KB, big smiles on all three of their faces, as the fans continue to cheer their heroes. EP raises the mic to his lips, and raises a finger in the air, motioning for the crowd to let him speak.

El Pablo: Columbus, Ohio.. WELCOME TO.. THE TEAM XTC EXPERIENCE!

The crowd explodes once again, as EP pauses briefly.

El Pablo: Now then.. it seems there's been a lot of talk recently about this supposed "Stable War" that's gripped the CZW in recent weeks. And the majority of that talk seems to be focused around three main teams.

We have.. The Elite Revolution...

The crowd lets out a deafening collective "BOOOOOOOO" at the mention of Eric Collum's clique.

El Pablo: We have.. The Whole Damn Show...

The crowd boos again, although less violently than before.

El Pablo: And of course we have.. Team XTC...

The crowd pops, as EP points at the three superstars standing in the ring.

El Pablo: But we got to thinking about all of this.. and to be honest.. we can't help but feel that things are a little unbalanced. I mean, let's take a look at The Elite Revolution. You've got Eric Collum - the Human Highlight Reel, the TV Champion.. you've got Gregory Grantham - the Graduate, the Most Intelligent Superstar in CZW history.. KB, stop laughing.

The crowd laughs, as KB can be seen doubled over behind El Pablo.

El Pablo: ..you've got The Jackal - The Intercontinental Champion, the Most Dangerous Man in CZW, the man who nearly broke my good buddy KB's neck last week on Overdrive!

Ruthless consoles KB, who has his hand on the back of his neck, helpfully pointing it out to the fans.

El Pablo: ..you've got Mortius - perhaps the most dominating debutant CZW's ever seen! AND.. you've got Ronnie McNeil..

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So, moving on to The Whole Damn Show..

The crowd laughs again, as EP grins towards the camera.

El Pablo: You've got Matt Covey - The Bad Ass, The Most Dangerous.. Man.. in CZW.. hmm...

You've got Alan Fiscus - The One Man Riot, the former CZW President.. you've got Maynard O'Toole - former Intercontinental Champion, Number One Contender to my World Heavyweight Championship.. you've got Big Nasty, another former Intercontinental Champion, the only man committed enough to have his head shoved down a toilet and STILL keep fighting!

You've got Eddie Rowan - the X-Champion, the LONGEST-reigning champion in CZW history.. and you've got Bryan McNally - The Ripper, one of the most depraved superstars CZW has ever had!

And who have we got, huh? Ace King hasn't been seen around these parts since August.. Ed's retired and in a wheelchair.. Shawn's, well.. *makes crazy sign to the camera* That only leaves us three! How can we compete with all that!? OH GOD!!!

EP drops theatrically to his knees, his fists clenched towards the ceiling, as KB walks over to him. The Aerial Specialist pats EP on the back, and takes the microphone off him, a titter of laughter reverberating around the arena once more. KB raises the microphone to his lips..

Blaze: Oh don't worry EP, for you see, you've forgotten to mention another dynamic and unappreciated lot... These men and women have given all they can despite being overlooked... Hell, Eddie Rowan was one of them before he decided to cast his fate away into The Whole Damn Show, which by the way, Best Damn Sports Show Period is in talks of LEGAL action for the use of "Damn Show" which in turn could VIOLATE a bunch of CZW and Fox Sports networks on television... but enough about those ingrate jar-heads otherwise known as The Whole Damn Show... Team XTC is out here tonight to put the other stables on notice, that come Stable Wars, XTC is going in head-first and coming out ontop in this War... All the way back from the AMP XTC days to now being regarded as the greatest stable put together, XTC has been down countless journey's considering members, tag-teams, and more importantly, Championship Gold.

The crowd are eating out of the palm of XTC's and more importantly, Blaze's hand as they're in a feeding frenzy of emotions tonight.

Blaze: XTC is about pure indulgence, the fact remains that each member in XTC has had more gold then any 1 man possible... The Whole Damn Show basically controls the X and Tag-Titles... Well, we have the crown jewel in our business right around my main dawg, El Pablo! The World Heavyweight Championship...

The crowd start an "EP! EP! EP!" chant as EP rises to his feet and takes the mic back from Blaze.

El Pablo: Hey you're right KB! In fact, if memory serves, NO-ONE has had as much success in terms of members holding the World Heavyweight Championship as XTC! Matt Stylez held it, Ace held it.. and now I have it. Add to that the fact that Shawn has competed for it on two occasions previously, and you start to see just how influential XTC has been in the history of CZW.

And it's not just the World Title either. Ruth here has been the Queen Of Combat, and lord knows she's done more for the Women's division than anyone else!

Ruthless grins and takes a bow, as EP and KB applaud softly.

El Pablo: Ace of course was the first Intercontinental Champion. Then there's Shawn's TV Title reign, MY record-setting X-Title reign, The Five Star Gamblers' pioneering North American and Global Tag Title reigns.. and even YOU, KB, you held the X and Tag titles.. briefly..

EP grins at KB, who stands with hands on hips, shaking his head at the Five Star Superstar. Ruthless Aggression takes the microphone from El Pablo before Blaze can speak. Soon she can hear the crowd chant her name as she stands there taking it in for a while. She smirks as she looks between both of the men.

Ruthless: Yes, guys us three have done great things as a group together here at Combat Zone Wrestling but that doesn't mean anything right now.

El Pablo and Blaze stand there looking at Ruthless as she stands there with a concern look on her face.

Ruthless: We all have been through hell and back in this company. I especially have been through hell for a couple of months but I am worry about your two guys and about this group. When I join XTC I NEVER thought I would have gotten close to people like I have with your guys. Your have been my strength and I have been your strength through everything. But let fucking face an fact here.

She looks at them both with a smirk.

Ruthless: Rumors are going around about a Stable Wars type match happening and I want to make sure that XTC will go into that match as a strong force. We DO NOT have Ace! I have no fucking damn clue where he is. We fucking don't have Shawn Waters and my hands are tied. I can't be apart of the Stable Wars match like I would like. I would love to step inside of that ring and show EVERY damn male that in each of those groups who not to fuck with but that won't happen. So I am wondering. What the fuck we going to do!

She looked over at them both with this look waiting for an answer from either of them. Blaze takes the mic as calmly as he can from Ruth, who looks like she's about to break someone's skull for that matter. He slowly raises the microphone to his lips, as the crowd goes back to defeaning cheers.

Blaze: Well Ruth, that is indeed a very modest and honest question... What is XTC going to do about the Stable Wars? Ace is still on hiatus... Shawn unalterably took a leave of absence... So, XTC is down a few members... But you know though Ruth, XTC is thinking outside the box, coming up with new and innovative ideas to give the fans something to cheer about... For you see Ruth, XTC is breaking new ground because believe it or not... We have some very special and VERY talented men and women in the back...

KB drops the mic slowly as he points to the entrance ramp as EP and Ruth all look eager to see who it is that's coming out, as the fans are all on their feet cheering, anticipating who it is... EP quickly nabs the mic back from KB.

El Pablo: Oh yes! For those of you worrying about XTC's chances in this "Stable War", fear not.. because what you're about to see is nothing short.. of BEAUTIFUL!

"Wings of a Butterfly" started to play as the crowd goes completely nuts. Beautiful Agony comes out and poses for the crowd, with Jacob Havok noticeably absent. The three of them are slapping hands and greeting fans before getting into the ring. All three members greet the XTC members in the ring before El Pablo hands the microphone to Mike.

Monroe: Thanks, Pablo. What's up, Columbus? Who's ready for the Buckeyes to whip some Longhorn ass come the Fiesta Bowl?

The crowd pops loud at the mention of the hometown college football team.

Monroe: Anyway, down to business. It seems neither XTC nor BA are dead. Far from it as a matter of a fact. In fact, this makes us stronger than before. This has actually been in the works for months, but we thought it was best to bring it out now. You know Beautiful Agony has been disrespected almost since we were established. We have been overlooked by almost everyone in the locker room. And we are standing next to the "almost".

A mixture of "X-T-C" and "B-A" chants go through the crowd.

Monroe: I'm tired of all the stuff I hear on the internet and everywhere else. I keep hearing and reading that BA is dead and buried since Eddie Rowan has left for "greener pastures". Thing is, what these so called "smart fans" don't realize is that we were successful before Eddie Rowan and we will be even more successful now that his ass is gone. Beautiful Agony will be respected. If you are not with us, you are against us. And right now, you see the only people with us.

The crowd started chanting "Faith-less" as Mike handed to Tatum.

Tatum: I'm putting the women's division on notice. Take a good look at this face. You will be seeing it everywhere you look. I guarrantee I will hold gold this coming year. And as long as one of us in Unbridled Fury hold it, I will make sure that it stays in our camp. And before any of the "guys" in the back get any ideas and jump the three of us so your whore gets the title, the four guys behind me beg to differ. The other members of UF have nothing to worry about, you mess with one of them, you mess with all of us right here.

Tatum then gives the microphone to Brian Kirkland. He adjusts the Hardcore title on his shoulder before talking to the crowd

Kirkland: It seems that we are getting pretty damn strong. So much for our apparel going on clearance. We will only grow stronger. This the beginning of a new era in CZW. Beautiful Agony will not be stepped on anymore, we will be doing the stepping. And it starts at Beginning Of The End. Remember that we are not the same people anymore. We will be in your nightmares. We will be in your dreams. You can not and will not hide from us. You will be found and you will be dealt with one at a time.

Brian gives the microphone to Mike and raises his arms up getting the fans all riled up.

Monroe: I'm sure by now you guys have noticed that we are one man down. Well, Jacob Havok had a family emergency and will be out indefinately. Of couse we wish him all the best and he will always have a spot for you in Beautiful Agony. Anyway I'm sure you have seen a masked man hanging around us backstage. And yes that was and is our new member. And since I am in the giving spirit and it is almost Christmas, let's go ahead and bring him out.

The crowd buzzes in anticipation as they wait for the new member. Suddenly "Let Me Entertain You" starts playing as Brian Blaze comes out to a large pop. He walks down the ramp and slaps some hands on the way down the ring. Brian is in the ring as a small Brian Blaze chant is breaking out as Brian shakes the hands with every person in the ring. he then goes outside and even shakes the ring announcers and commentators hands as he then slides back into the ring.

Brian: Sorry, I was in a bit of a handshake cruise control there. Yes, your guru of Entertainment is the masked man who smacked Frank Finch in the back of the head with a lead pipe. The departure of Eddie Rowan sent shockwaves throughout the federation and many were wondering what is the state of BA. Well with Brian Kirkland and myself joining Beautiul Agony it is not only stronger than ever but we even are going to make a push towards pure dominance.

The fans erupt as a BA chant breaks out.

Brian: Yes for as you all see XTC and BA are aligning forces. The Whole Damn Show and the Elite Revolution and any other stable that even thinks they have this massive Stable War figured out better review their plans. We have just thrown a monkey wrench right into all your plans with this alliance and now we are making our case as the top groups in this federation. XTC and Beautiful Agony are here to keep CZW from all of you evil people and keep it for all of you fans here. And, what Stable doesn't need a little Entertainment?

The crowd starts another "Brian Blaze" chant as he hands the microphone back to Mike.

Monroe:You see, even I got plenty of suprises up my sleeve. You see, BA and XTC will continue our dominance at the PPV. Pablo will retain, one of the Blazes will win MITB, Kirkland will beat whoever is put in front of him, and I will end the stranglehold Eddie Rowan has on the X title. And then we will win Stable Wars at the anneverisary show. The XTC and BA era will not be stopped.

"Wings of a Butterfly" starts to play again as all the members of both stables posed to the crowd as they audience went crazy.

DANIELS: Wow, seems as though XTC and Beautiful Agony has just got a LOT stronger in a matter of minutes!

MASTERS: I am shocked, and next we have the Main Event, could Beautiful XTC be on top by the end of tonight?!

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~~ MAIN EVENT ~~
-=- TRIPLE THREAT LUMBERJACK MATCH -=-
(2 RP per person)
'Five Star Superstar' EL PABLO -vs- 'Human Highlight Reel' ERIC COLLUM -vs- 'Bad Ass' MATT COVEY

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Jarred Daniels: Wow, this has certainly been an explosive Overdrive tonight!

William Masters: Keep it in your pants, will you? You've still got a Main Event to call!

Jarred Daniels: Indeed we do, so let's take it up to Jessica for the formal introductions.

The camera begins to focus on Jessica Towers, who has a microphone in hand.

Jessica Towers: Ladies and gentlemen, the following is a TRIPLE THREAT, LUMBERJACK MATCH!!! First of all, please welcome THE LUMBERJACKS!!!

"The Lumberjack Song" from Monty Python begins to play, and the fans don't know whether to boo, cheer, or laugh at all of the Lumberjacks as they make their way down to the ring, although members of The Elite Revolution are conspicuous by their absence, seemingly due to the attacks from earlier in the night.

The lumberjacks are as follows: Mike Monroe, Brian Kirkland, Brian Blaze, Eddie Rowan, Maynard O’Toole, Alan Fiscus, Bryan McNally, Big Nasty, Krimzon Blaze, Justin Marsham, Mountain Man, Impaler, Caleb Walker, Jordan Walker, the members of Total Mayhem, the members of Idolized, and Chris Ross.

Then, "Fly From The Inside" blasts through Nationwide Arena, and the crowd begins to boo immediately. The boos are only punctuated by the appearance of Eric Collum on the entrance ramp, huge smirk on his face and a look of pure determination in his eyes as multi-colored strobe lights whip around the arena.

Jessica Towers: Making his way to the ring, FROM Houston, Texas, weighing in at 215 pounds... He is Combat Zone Wrestling's Television Champion... "THE HUMAN HIGHLIGHT REEL"... ERIC COLLUM!!!

The audience only begins to boo louder as Collum is shouting at all of them, talking himself up in the process.

Jarred Daniels: Well William, all three men in tonight's main event are currently Champions in CZW.

William Masters: Are you even looking at the big picture here, you ninny? All three of the men fighting here tonight are also the primary figures for their groups in the upcoming Stable War Match!

Jarred Daniels: Yes, that's true too. I was looking at this match in terms of the present situation.

William Masters: SO WAS I, NUMBNUTS!!!

Jarred Daniels: It doesn’t look like Collum is going to have much back-up out here tonight, as none of his stablemates are out here at this time.

William Masters: They’re all off hobbling with injuries of some sort right now, but it’s not like Eric needs them! He’s pinned both of the men in the ring with him tonight in consecutive weeks, so in my view, Eric is the one with the momentum going into the match.

Eric stares down each of the Lumberjacks, and he suddenly looks a little bit worried that no other Elite Revolution members are currently down there with him. Nevertheless, he still carries his smirk and swagger into the ring with him, not appearing in the least bit fazed by his current predicament. He barely has time to hand his Television Title off to Darrin Powers and focus on the match when "Puritania" starts to play. The boos are now three times as loud as they ever were for Collum as "Bad Ass" Matt Covey appears on the entrance ramp, his face absolutely expressionless.

Jessica Towers: Making his way to the ring, FROM Wherever He Damn Well Pleases, weighing in at 225 pounds... He is one-half of the CZW Global Tag Team Champions... "BAD ASS" MATT COVEY!!!

Matt is quickly agitated by the crowd, as a "Murderer" chant begins to prevail over his usual chorus of boos, and garbage is being thrown at him left and right. He spots one fan in particular doing the "Murderer" chant by the crowd control barrier lining the left-hand side of the entrance ramp. The fan trash-talks Covey, who immediately proceeds to punch the fan, knocking him unconscious.

Jarred Daniels: What a despicable life form Matt Covey is. I can't even call Covey human anymore, he just flat-out disgusts me.

William Masters: You CAN'T call him human, because Matt Covey is a MACHINE!!! I, for one, happen to appreciate his "Humiliate first, kill second, win later" mentality. He's been pretty much unstoppable ever since his debut in CZW, and I have to applaud him for that.

Matt slowly circles the ring, talking to each member of The Whole Damn Show about something or other before completely ignoring the groveling William Masters and sliding into the ring under the bottom rope. Collum jumps slightly due to the momentum Covey had coming into the ring. Matt and Eric just stare daggers into each other before they take opposite corners. Suddenly, Nationwide Arena is plunged into a total blackout. Then, the opening bars of "Been Training Dogs" are played over the speaker, with a green pulse line going out of control on the CombatTron, and white spotlights whipping around the arena uncontrollably. The fans are cheering madly now, as the name "EL PABLO" flashes on the CombatTron. After a few seconds, the World Heavyweight Champion appears on the entrance ramp, his title belt strapped firmly around his waist.

Jessica Towers: AND introducing the final participant, FROM Portmouth, England, weighing in at 205 pounds... HE... IS THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... "THE FIVE STAR SUPERSTAR"... EELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL PAAAAAAAAAAAABBBBBLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

The crowd cheers even louder than before as a camera zooms in on El Pablo, who is currently wearing his old "PX" jersey. He looks at the camera, and then suddenly begins to count his fingers into the camera. One... Two... Three... Four... Five. Once he reaches five, he winks at the camera and outstretches his arms on the entrance ramp. The camera quickly zooms out to reveal five pyro stars exploding behind him. He lets out a rebellious yell before a huge explosion of pyro completes his entrance. His expression quickly changes from happy-go-lucky to pure hatred.

Jarred Daniels: Look at the eyes of the World Champion, William. Do you think he's feeling the strain of having the biggest target on his back?

William Masters: WHAT A STUPID QUESTION, OF COURSE HE IS!!! All of that will be gone once Beginning Of The End is over, though, so the Jumping Bean won't have to stress about it for too much longer.

Jarred Daniels: What, you're already anointing Maynard O'Toole as World Champion, writing the Five-Star Superstar off?

At this point, El Pablo and Maynard O'Toole lock down in a deadly stare before El Pablo proceeds to speak with Krimzon Blaze, along with Mike Monroe and Brian Kirkland. Slowly, the World Champion enters the ring to a standing ovation from the Columbus faithful.

William Masters: At this point, Jarred... Yes, I do think that Maynard will walk out of Beginning Of The End as World Champion. El Pablo could barely make eye contact with him a moment ago, so that tells me that he fears The Original Gangsta Tool.

Jarred Daniels: William, El Pablo has faced opponents bigger and stronger than Maynard O’Toole in the past, so what makes you think that he’d be scared of O’Toole?

William Masters: It’s quite simple, you nitwit: Maynard O’Toole is the complete package. Even though he was robbed of a victory last week in my opinion, he’s still got all the tools to put a serious dent into El Pablo’s World Championship reign, maybe even his career.

There is a major stare down between the three combatants in the ring, and the tension in the building could be cut with a knife. Finally, the bell rings and the match is underway, with both Covey and El Pablo wanting to gang up on Collum. However, in their attempts to do so, Matt shoves Pablo out of his way in order to get direct access to Collum. El Pablo shakes off the shot, and he immediately goes after Matt Covey.

Jarred Daniels: El Pablo doesn’t appear to want to sit around and watch from the sidelines, he wants a piece of the Bad Ass!

William Masters: That may be the dumbest thing El Pablo has ever done. Matt stated coming into the match that he would mostly be ignoring the World Champion, so why would El Pablo risk his own well being when he doesn’t have to?

Jarred Daniels: It’s a little thing called pride and dignity, William. You possess neither of these traits, so it’s perfectly reasonable that you wouldn’t have the slightest understanding of the situation at hand.

William Masters: One more crack like that, and I’ll make sure you hit the unemployment line, ensuring that you and your family have the worst Christmas possible while LIVING ON WELFARE.

Jarred Daniels: You sonofabitch…

Jarred is absolutely seething at William for berating his family, but he manages to stop himself from saying anything as the match progresses. El Pablo and Matt Covey are now slugging it out, with neither man really holding an advantage over the other. Matt appears to be gaining the upper hand on the taller El Pablo, taking the World Champion down to one knee. However, it works out well for El Pablo in the end…

Jarred Daniels: WHAT A DROPKICK!!!

William Masters: THERE’S ANOTHER ONE FOR THE HIGHLIGHT REEL!!!

Indeed, Eric Collum has connected cleanly with a Springboard Dropkick square to the face of Matt Covey. Bad Ass is dazed for a moment, but once he begins to come around, he proceeds to physically assault Collum, mounting The Human Highlight Reel and grounding him with punch after punch to the head. The crowd is booing heavily as Matt Covey is finally taken off of Collum by Darrin Powers. However, as Covey is triumphantly parading around the ring, El Pablo attempts to roll him up by surprise…

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Kick-out by Covey, with authority. El Pablo cheekily smiles at Bad Ass, but Covey isn’t having any of The Five-Star Superstar’s antics. He mouths the words “I warned you” in the direction of El Pablo, then proceeds to drop him with a very stiff right hand. El Pablo crumples in a heap in the middle of the ring, where Covey attempts to cover him, only to have Collum break it up before the count event starts. Naturally, Matt is infuriated with Collum, only he hasn’t seen Eric disappear behind him. Finally, he turns around…

Jarred and William: SUPERKICK!!!

Jarred Daniels: I’ll bet Covey wasn’t expecting that shot from Collum.

William Masters: And he shouldn’t have had to expect it because, while it did damage, he had NO RIGHT to attack somebody when they’re defenceless like that.

Jarred Daniels: Whose side are you on anyway, William?

Collum poses for the fans now, and they respond with boos. As he does that, El Pablo takes him out by the knees with a baseball slide. The Five-Star Superstar goes to work on Collum, to the delight of the CZW faithful, landing solid lefts and rights on The Human Highlight Reel. However, Matt Covey had finally come to his senses and he charges at both El Pablo and Eric Collum. He drills El Pablo with a high knee to Pablo’s head, sending the World Champion flying into a turnbuckle.

Matt then turns his attention to Eric, and he immediately begins to stomp on him to the disdain of the fans. Covey then adds insult to injury by stomping Collum square in the groin. Even though the fans hate Collum, they can’t help but gasp.

Jarred Daniels: Well, Collum’s column might be in pain right now.

William Masters: Go shoot yourself. Seriously.

Jarred Daniels: What the hell is your problem?

William Masters: My problem is that you won’t shut up, and my stomach is queasy because I know Eric won’t be able to have kids after that shot.

Jarred just shakes his head as the action continues in the ring. While in the process of stomping out Collum, Covey catches El Pablo trying a springboard maneuver of his own on the other side of the ring. He catches the World Champion, carries him back to the side of the ring, and immediately proceeds to choke El Pablo out on the top rope, and Covey is getting MAJOR heat because of this. He wrenches back on the rope as hard as he can for about a minute before allowing the seemingly unconscious El Pablo to drop to the ground below like a rock. Once he lands, the Lunberjacks go to work on him.

Jarred Daniels: My God, have these people no mercy for their World Champion? They’re Lumberjacks, they’re supposed to be making sure competitors STAY IN THE RING, not beating them down!

William Masters: Look me dead in the eyes and tell me you wouldn’t want to be the World Champion at any point.

Eventually, the Lumberjacks (In particular Rowan, Caleb Walker, and Justin Marsham) attempt to throw El Pablo back into the ring. However, he gets away from the Lumberjacks, and the referee starts a count-out. Meanwhile, the World Champion is searching under the ring…

Jarred Daniels: What is the World Champion doing?

William Masters: If I didn’t know any better, I’d guess that he was looking for a leprechaun under the ring.

Jarred Daniels: BULLSHIT!!! Some other talentless promotion does that already, CZW’s all about ORIGINALITY!!! Wait a minute…

At this point, El Pablo emerges from underneath the ring… LADDER IN HIS HANDS. He tosses the ladder into the ring under the bottom rope, sneaks in and positions it on his shoulder while Covey and Collum continue to battle…

William Masters: LOOK OUT, BOYS!!!

Jarred Daniels: OH SHIT, WHAT IMPACT!!!

William Masters: Is this Afghanistan?!?!?! I didn’t know beheadings were legal in CZW. If I had, your head would have been long gone, Jarred.

Jarred Daniels: Oh, SHUT UP!!! This is just retribution for last week.

El Pablo has struck Eric Collum in the face with the ladder, effectively rearranging his face. Collum is now bleeding profusely from the nose as a result of the ladder. Meanwhile, El Pablo throws the ladder at Covey, who catches it… ALONG WITH A DROPKICK!!! Throwing the ladder to the side, El Pablo attempts to pin the fallen Covey…

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Jarred Daniels: This has me thinking about his days as the leader of the PX Revolution, William.

William Masters: Oh? And what does your right hand have to say about this?

Jarred Daniels: Hey, I’m not the one with the man-crush on Adonis!

William is rendered speechless as El Pablo makes it to the top of the ladder. He looks down upon Covey, a look of pure hatred in his eyes. El Pablo jumps from the top of the ladder… BUT EATS A 2x4 TO THE FACE!!! The crowd boos heavily as Eric Collum stands over the World Champion, 2x4 in hand, sick smile on his face.

Jarred Daniels: Wow, looks like Eric went for a home run on that swing, what a ferocious shot.

William Masters: Yeah, he’s got a better swing than three-quarters of his beloved Astros!

Collum has apparently heard this jab, and he proceeds to give William Masters the finger before starting to bash El Pablo’s head and body with the 2x4 as the fans boo. Collum retains the sick expression on his face, and he decides to attempt to roll Matt Covey out of the ring. This was a very bad idea by Eric, to say the very least. Matt Covey becomes aware of his surroundings, and wisely trips Eric up, sending him into the ropes. Matt quickly gets up and chokes Collum out as well. After another couple of minutes, The Human Highlight Reel plummets to the ground below, where Krimzon Blaze and Mike Monroe both set out to work on him.

William Masters: Now this is just disgraceful!

Jarred Daniels: You were applauding this course of action from the Lumberjacks when El Pablo was being pummelled, and now you’re chastising them for attacking Collum? Make up your mind, you stupid hypocrite.

Again, Masters is left speechless as K-Blaze, Monroe, and now Brian Kirkland are all working over the Television Champion. Finally, they roll Eric back into the ring, and he is looking to take advantage, as Matt Covey currently has his back turned to the Television Champion. Collum grabs the 2x4 once more, approaches Covey… AND CONNECTS!!!

Covey crumbles to the ground with the sheer force of the shot, and Collum takes his time in making the cover, but only gets a 1-count before…

Jarred Daniels: PABLO SPLASH FROM THE TOP OF THE LADDER!!!

While Eric was busy pinning Covey, El Pablo quickly set the ladder up in the middle of the ring, climbed it, and connected on both competitors with the Pablo Splash, sending the fans into a crazed frenzy. Pablo quickly covers Collum, but Covey somehow is wise enough to push El Pablo off of Eric, although El Pablo has an answer for “Bad Ass”...

Jarred Daniels: WOW, THE SPEED OF THAT ENZUIGIRIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!

Indeed, El Pablo quickly got to his feet, charged at Covey, and landed a picture-perfect Enzuigiri, and he connected with such force that Bad Ass is sent flying into the fray of Lumberjacks for the first time. Once again, it is Monroe, K-Blaze, and Kirkland who are first on the scene to attack him, although “Bad Ass” is quickly able to shake them off and return to the ring under his own power. Once he does return to the ring, he attempts to roll Eric up…

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NO!!! Broken up at 2.98 by El Pablo, courtesy of running the ladder into Covey’s head. As a result, Matt Covey and El Pablo begin to trade blows left and right. Matt whips El Pablo across the ring, although Pablo holds himself back against the ropes. This is a bad idea from the World Champion as Covey, who quickly realizes what Pablo has done, charges and connects on a HUGE clothesline, sending El Pablo to the outside once more. Unfortunately for El Pablo, Big Nasty and Bryan McNally are waiting for him like hungry dogs. McNally quickly subdues El Pablo, but before he can strike, Big Nasty is pushed aside by Maynard O’Toole. O’Toole, with a sick grin on his face, looks down at El Pablo and begins stomping him. However, he only gets a couple of stomps in before El Pablo frees himself from McNally’s grasp and hits a low blow on O’Toole.

The crowd cheers as Maynard writhes in pain outside the ring. Meanwhile, El Pablo has dove underneath the ring once more while Matt and Eric are exchanging punches in the ring. El Pablo emerges with a steel chair in hand.

William Masters: That sick bastard isn’t going to cheat AGAIN, is he?

Jarred Daniels: You put that weapon in Matt Covey’s hands and you love it. Shut the hell up and call the match.

El Pablo sees The Whole Damn Show surrounding him, and he proceeds to go insane on them, smashing each member with the steel chair before the other Lumberjacks step in to help out. The lumberjacks are almost brawling with each other outside the ring at this point, although they do eventually get El Pablo back into the ring, steel chair in hand. A still-bleeding Eric is positioned on the top turnbuckle, poised to come down on Covey…

Jarred Daniels: Eric’s going for the Aerial Revolution, but he’s hurting up there!

Nevertheless, Collum does go for the Aerial Revolution when suddenly, in mid-rotation…

SMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Jarred Daniels: EL PABLO HAS TAKEN COLLUM DEEP, WAY BACK AND GOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!!

William Masters: WHAT IMPACT!!!

Jarred Daniels: THAT’S REVENGE FOR EARLIER!!!

Indeed, El Pablo used the steel chair as a baseball bat, with Collum being the ball. Collum drops hard to the mat, and a bleeding El Pablo goes for the cover…

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Jarred Daniels: WHAT A SICK INDIVIDUAL!!! BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS ON THE STEEL CHAIR!!!

William Masters: You can stick a fork in this match, because it’s done.

Quickly, Covey goes for the triumphant pinfall, although the attention has shifted to the outside of the ring, where the Lumberjacks are fighting…

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El Pablo gets into the ring… But it’s too late.

PINFALL!!!

Darrin calls for the bell to end the match, although the Lumberjacks are now in an all-out war on the outside. “Puritania” reprises once more, and Jessica hastily makes an announcement…

Jessica Towers: The winner of this match… “BAD ASS” MATT COVEY!!!

Matt rolls into a corner, and El Pablo and Collum quickly do the same, only in separate corners from Bad Ass.

Jarred Daniels: That sick bastard won the match, I’m appalled.

William Masters: Love him or hate him, you have to respect him for what he’s done out here, Jarred.

Anarchy has descended upon the ring, as members from all present stables are beating each other up in the ring. Caleb and Jordan Walker are taking turns working over Krimzon Blaze and Kirkland. Brian Blaze then decides that he wants to get in Eric Collum’s face, and those two begin to fight hard. Meanwhile, 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!

Sure enough, the Ninja slides into the ring under the bottom rope. Alan Fiscus, who was previously tied up with Brian Kirkland, promptly turns tail at the site of the Ninja and escapes through the crowd, with booing as loud as it’s ever been in CZW. At the sight of the Ninja, Big Nasty, Eddie Rowan, and Maynard O’Toole immediately decide to go after him, only to have Impaler, Monroe, and El Pablo take them out.

Their fighting spills out to the outside of the ring, and Eric Collum decides that he's also had enough, and he leaves the ring to a chorus of boos. Now, it is only The Nagasaki Ninja, El Pablo, Mike Monroe, and Impaler remaining in the ring. However, Impaler decides he wants a piece of Monroe, so the two of them decide to square off. Now, it is only the Ninja and El Pablo in the ring, and as they are staring each other down…

Jarred Daniels: LOOK OUT, CHAMP!!!

Sure enough, “Bad Ass” Matt Covey had snuck into the ring behind them with the bell from ringside. He charged at El Pablo, only to have the Ninja trip him up. The ring bell goes flying out of Covey’s hands, coming to rest in the middle of the ring. 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!!!

William Masters: ONLY TWO PEOPLE IN CZW HAVE USED THAT MOVE, AND ONE OF THEM’S ALREADY IN THE RING!!!

Indeed, Matt Covey’s head is driven into the ring bell by The Nagasaki Ninja. El Pablo, realizing what has just transpired before him, is momentarily stunned before slowly approaching the Ninja.

Jarred Daniels: Could it be?

William Masters: God, I hope not…

After a few breaths in the middle of the ring, the Nagasaki Ninja slowly puts his hands up to his head, and begins to remove his mask…

Jarred and William: JESUS CHRIST, IT’S HIM!!!

Jarred Daniels: I CAN’T BELIEVE WHAT I’M SEEING HERE!!!

William Masters: I WANT TO CRY!!!

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?

The Columbus crowd has now whipped up an “Ace! Ace! Ace!” chant in the audience, and “The Gambler” has asked for a microphone from ringside. Meanwhile, Ace is staring daggers into the other stables present at ringside, and they all back away slowly. Ace gets the microphone, and he immediately drops to one knee, getting into the face of the fallen Matt Covey.

Ace King: Payback’s an absolute BITCH, isn’t it?

The crowd continues their chant, although the tidal wave of cheering is beginning to prevail over the chant. Ace can barely hear himself think as he gets in Matt’s face once more.

Ace King: You see, Matt, your little façade of being superior to everyone else was about as cute as the baby that you and Jena Cyde will eventually make, and you’re not pissing people off as much as you are annoying the fucking hell out of them now. However, about one month ago… One month ago, Covey… You took things WAY too far.

I can handle being handed a loss in a match. Also, after a little bit of time to reflect, I can handle being handed a loss in a match when there’s a championship belt at stake. That being said… Something I can NEVER handle… What I can NEVER handle, under ANY circumstances, is being handed the loss of a life so dear to me.

Ace is foaming from the mouth right now, his rage getting the best of him. The crowd is still firmly behind him, but that’s the furthest thing from King’s mind right now. Ace’s eyes are emotionless in expression, but there is a look on his face that paints a dark picture. He bends down and addresses Covey once more.

Ace King: SURELY you must remember what happened, Matt. It was the final edition of Overdrive before Collateral Damage, LIVE from Washington, D.C. You and Hellena were just talking away in the back corridor, when the two of you saw the love of my life, Ruthless Aggression, going somewhere. From home, I had to watch in horror as the two of you decided to attack her, not realizing or caring about the fact that she was pregnant at the time.

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 fucking 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.

The crowd explodes at this latest bit of news to rock the CZW world.

Jarred Daniels: HOLY SHIT!!! I’VE NEVER SEEN ACE LIKE THIS BEFORE!!!

William Masters: HE’S PUTTING HIS OWN LIFE AT RISK HERE!!!

El Pablo, who has since retrieved the World Heavyweight Championship, is stunned by what his best friend is saying. He attempts to reason with Ace, but King will have no part of it. He looks dead into the expressionless eyes of Matt Covey as he slowly begins to talk again.

Ace King: That’s right, Covey. *Ace’s voice begins to shake as he seeths* Unsanctioned. No rules… No bullshit… No limits. Just a straight-up war, mano-a-mano, that will go until one of our hearts comes to a complete stop.

This is not negotiable, Matthias. This WILL happen, whether you like it or not. I will -NEVER- forgive you for what you did in Washington, and the only way I can truly cleanse myself of the hatred I have for you is to be… The beginning to your end.

Mark my words, Matt Covey. Once the clock strikes twelve to begin a new year… I will stand as the victor, and your murderous reign of terror in CZW… Your life, as we know it… Will have met its end in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. BET ON IT.

At this point, the crowd goes ballistic, as does Ace, who immediately picks up the ring bell and smashes Covey in the face with it. Covey slumps into the middle of the ring, and the other members of Team XTC get back in the ring with the returning Ace. King then takes the opportunity to address all of the competitors still standing outside the ring.

Ace King: Allow the demonstration you’ve just witnessed serve as a warning to each… and every… one of you in the wake of the upcoming Stable War. Ever since this idea was first tossed around, the talk that has dominated discussions from ALL of you is about how Team XTC has apparently “gone soft”, or that we’re “past our prime”, or how we’re simply “not good enough”.

Let me assure ALL of you that your thoughts will be laid to rest soon enough. However, the events of this evening’s broadcast SHOULD serve to re-establish the idea that Team XTC is a FORCE TO BE RECKONED WITH, and once this Stable War hits… We’ll be ready and waiting to take all of you down, one… by… one.

The crowd is insane as Ace throws the microphone down on top of the still-unconscious Covey. For the first time in a LONG time, “Ace Of Spades” blasts through Nationwide Arena, sending the Columbus crowd into a state of euphoria. Ace triumphantly gets up onto each of the turnbuckles and gets the fans going, all the while attempting to keep an icy eye on the other competitors outside.

Jarred Daniels: WHAT A STUNNING TURN OF EVENTS WE’VE SEEN HERE TONIGHT!!! ACE KING IS BACK IN COMBAT ZONE WRESTLING, AND HE’S OUT FOR BLOOD.

William Masters: IS THAT HIS ONLY MOTIVE FOR COMING BACK??? All he needs to do is wait until that time of the month!!!

Jarred Daniels: FOR FUCK’S SAKES, WILLIAM!!! ACE HAS SENT A STRONG MESSAGE TO CZW THAT HE IS BACK, AND WAITING TO DO BUSINESS. COVEY’S FIRST, BUT WHO’S NEXT?

At this point, “Ace Of Spades” fades out, and “Guerrilla Radio” starts to blast through Nationwide Arena, inducing even bigger cheers from the Columbus crowd. Ace makes his way to Krimzon Blaze first, and the two of them share a quick handshake and talk for a minute before Ace proceeds to Shawn Waters. King and Waters share a good laugh or two, with Blaze joining in on the joke as well. Finally, after wishing Shawn well in his future endeavours, Ace comes face-to-face with El Pablo. After a cheesy smile from the World Champion, Ace and El Pablo share a huge hug (All manly-like, of course) in the middle of the ring. Team XTC, along with Beautiful Agony, are united in the ring, all with huge smirks on their faces. Everybody raises their arms triumphantly in the middle of the ring, bringing about the end of the broadcast.

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Daniels: What is this?

Masters: It's the Combatron, and thats Buck Evans!

Daniels: It looks like Buck is in the back, looking for something, or someone. He's carrying that branding iron again...what is he going to do? I hope he's not looking for Big Nasty!

Masters: I hope he isn't looking for the Nasty Man either, because I'm sure Buck is going to have hell to pay after last week!

Daniels: That was sure gruesome!

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Masters: Good God Jared! I'm right here! It looks like somebody has just hit Buck in the back of the head with a SLEDGEHAMMER!

Daniels: Bucks DOWN! He's bleeding from the back of the head!

Masters: Really genius!!!!!!

Daniels: Yes, really! Don't you see it right there on the screen?

Masters: You're an idiot!

Daniels: LOOK! IT'S BIG NASTY!!!!! WHAT A BASTARD!

Masters: DAMNIT JARED! I'm right heeeere! And why is he a bastard? Because he is avenging Buck, for branding him PERMANENTALLY? Buck's lucky if that's all he does to him!

Daniels: Where is Nasty going? He just left Buck sitting there in a pool of his own blood!

Masters: I don't know, but Buck got lucky!

Daniels: Big Nasty is on a dead sprint now, and he grabbed his keys out of his pocket.

Masters: WOW! Thats a nice Bentley!

Daniels: WAIT! What is Nasty going to do with that Bentley!?!?!

Masters: Well genius, since I have to describe EVERYTHING to you! He's driving it! God you're a nimrod!

Daniels: I see what he's doing...but why, and where?

Masters: He's returned to the body of Buck Evans, where paramedics have attended to him. WOW! Nasty just came in swinging his sledgehammer at the paramedics!

Daniels: What the hell is he doing!?!? Those people are trying to help poor BUCK!

Masters: He's getting revenge. You don't mess with the Living Legend and get away with it!

Daniels: He just hit Buck with that sledgehammer again, and he opened the trunk to the Bentley!

Masters: YES! Revenge is sweet! Big Nasty is going to teach Buck not to mess with Big Nasty or the Whole Damn Show! ...And Buck is in the trunk of the car...this is going to be GREAT!!!!!

Daniels: Big Nasty just drove off, what the hell is Big Nasty going to do?

Masters: I don't know folks, but you'll have to stay tuned to the cZw and Overdrive...we'll see you next week!

Daniels: You fool, we don’t have an Overdrive next week, but don’t worry, in a short 12 days, we will have Beginning Of the End, the final PPV of the year, that’s all for now folks, see you soon!

CZW President
Jesse Montana

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