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-= The scene opens on the backstage area, as we are in Las Vegas. The camera pans around to see various workers doing their various duties. Suddenly you hear a female voice yell "HEY!" and the camera swiftly turns around to it's left. Standing there are two very attractive women, known collectively as Vicious and Delicious. One is the first ever Queen of Combat, Sydney Vicious. Her long dark hair hangs down, and she is wearing red latex pants and top. She wears black wristbands, and combat boots. =-

-= The other woman, a blonde, is wearing black thigh high boots, fishnets, and a black bottom. She wears only a black tank top. She has a brace on her left leg. Both ladies look at the camera, with a "how dare you NOT be watching us all the time" look on their faces. =-

SYDNEY ~ "That's right, over here! Listen, we're supposed to have a match tonight against those tramps Sirena Starr and Milani Rose, right? We -demanded- this match!"

STEPH ~ "But we decided... we don't think they're GOOD enough to be in a match with us! So instead..."

-= Both women look at each other evilly =-

SYDNEY ~ "Instead we challenge them to a tag team BIKINI CONTEST! Whichever team gets the loudest cheers wins. And then.. MAYBE then... we'll re-evalute these rookies and see if they're worth our time. "

STEPH ~ "As if they could even muster louder cheers than us. We have the bodies of Goddesses... and they have the bodies of trolls. Let's go."

-= Both women laugh as "Bodies" by Drowning Pool begins to play =-

cZw: WAR ZONE!

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!

DANIELS: "Wow, William, War Zone's first ever BIKINI CONTEST!!"

MASTERS (loosening his tie): "Oh my god, Jarred, my dreams have come true."

DANIELS: "Well anyway, welcome to War Zone live from LAS VEGAS!! Tonight we will be seeing a six person CAGE match involving Buck Evans, Brenda Vixen, and Dusty Davis taking on Carnage, Chaos, and The All-American Nightmare!"

MASTERS: "We'll also have the main event of hometown boy (said sarcastically), Ace King challenging Jesse Montana! If Ace wins, he gets the next 'scheduled' title shot - and we say scheduled due to the Money in the Bank - at ...And Justice For All, but if he loses... he doesn't get a title shot during Jesse's title reign! Go Jesse!"

DANIELS: "Well Ace has the momentum and the fans behind him... first though, we have the freshly traded-for Thanatos taking on the Night Terror, Xavier Necraft!!"

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Singles Match: XAVIER NECRAFT vs. THANATOS

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The crowd is restless and excited to see the next wrestler on his way to the ring. The loudspeakers blare as "This House is Haunted" by Alice Cooper plays to the packed house. Green spotlights focus on the curtain as a light smoke billows, surrounding the entranceway. Out steps the shadowed Thanatos, and green flames light up the entire walkway down to the ring. Thanatos moves slowly, but steadily, keeping his eyes fixed on the ring ahead. He is wearing a tattered, hooded black cloak, and underneath, black shorts and boots. The flames die out, with the music, and the lights come back to normal as Thanatos enters.

The crowd cheers as “Number of the Beast” by Iron Maiden blares over the PA, and “The Mastodon” Xavier Necraft makes his way to the ring. He enters and stares across the ring at Thanatos as the music cuts, and the referee rings the bell.

They start out slowly circling, Necraft towering over the smaller Thanatos. He moves in to attempt a grapple, but Thanatos ducks behind and immediately kicks at the back of his knee, knocking him slightly off balance. He continues to strike, kicking twice more in rapid succession before Necraft falls to one knee. Thanatos with a pair of clubbing strikes to the back before Xavier rocks him with a backhand to the face. Thanatos recovers and moves in again, but Necraft is back on both feet and drops the smaller man with a giant headbutt as the crowd cheers in approval! Necraft off the ropes with a big splash! Cover!

1…….

2…..

Thanatos with the kick-out!

Necraft up, yelling at the ref for a slow count. Xavier with an elbow drop, but nobody home. Thanatos quickly up to his feet and against the ropes, and he charges Necraft and attempts a cross-body block! Xavier catches him in mid-flight! He presses Thanatos up over his head and drops him down with a press slam! Thanatos rolls onto his stomach, holding his back in pain! Necraft pulling him up to his feet, clubbing him with right hands before whipping him to the ropes. He attempts a clothesline, but Thanatos ducks beneath! He rebounds off the otherside and Necraft again swings a clothesline, but once again Thanatos ducks! Thanatos off the far ropes yet again and he comes back with a dropkick, knocking the big man down!

Necraft getting up slowly, Thanatos stalking behind him. He grabs Xavier’s arm and spins him to face him, Thanatos with a DDT! Thanatos jumps onto the stunned Necraft and locks in a rear-naked choke! The ref begins checking with Necraft to see if he submits! Necraft struggling, screaming at the ref, telling him that he won’t quit, but he soon begins to fade. The referee sees that Xavier is non-responsive, so he lifts his arm…it falls!

1!

He lifts his arm once more, and drops it. It hits the mat!

2!

The referee raises Necrafts arm and lets it fall again…it falls!

3-NO!

Signs of life from Xavier Necraft! The crowd cheers in support as Necraft begins moving, attempting to fight free with his second wind! Xavier rolls onto his stomach and stands, carrying Thanatos on his back! He pulls at Thanatos’ arms, trying to loosen the hold, but he has the choke cinched in tight. Necraft then charges backwards into the corner, the jarring impact breaking the choke! Thanatos in the corner as Necraft paces away, breathing heavily and trying to get his bearings.

Thanatos charges out of the corner but Necraft catches him around the throat, Thanatos struggles as Necraft signals for ‘Fade 2 Black’ much to the crowds approval! Thanatos with a kick to the knee, and another, breaking free! Another kick drops Necraft to one knee, and Thanatos moving up to the top, but Necraft recovers too quickly and he takes Thanatos’ legs out, crotching him on the top turnbuckle! He moves to pull him into a fireman’s carry, setting him up for a Death Valley Driver, but Thanatos holds onto the rope, countering it, using the momentum to bring down Necraft with the Abyss! Cover!

1…….

2……

3!

Your winner, Thanatos!

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THE WINNER: THANATOS by PINFALL via the ABYSS (5:43)

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The scene cuts to Alan Fiscus' office and the crowd pops. Alan is sitting at his desk, with Jacqui Rhodes standing behind him, rubbing his neck. He seems to be enjoying it, with his eyes closed. He opens them up. She puts her hand on his shoulder as he addresses the camera.

ALAN: "I've got some bad news. Cage Stryker has had a private family emergency and has asked for his TV title shot to be moved back a week. After discussing with Shawn Waters, Shawn has agreed to move it back. So next week in Phoenix, Cage will get his World TV title shot against Mr. TV. Sorry folks, but we have plenty of show still to make up for it. Thank you."

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Wazone comes back from commercial and the same woman that attacked Brenda at Summer Showdown last week. The woman is dressed in a tight, white button up shirt, with a brown vest, blue jeans, and brown boots. She is in the middle of the ring with a mic in her hand.

Woman: I know most of ya’ll are wonderin just who I am. Well, I’m Karen Evans, and I’m the only woman that Buck should be with. I’ve had enough of that slut Brenda Vixen with her hands all over my man. That’s the only reason I’m here, to get my man back. I have no idea why he’d want to be with someone like that. I’m she ain’t prettier ‘an me, and she sure ain’t better at other things ‘an me. So I’mma be here long enough to get my husband back, then I’mma be happy. So don’t worry yer pretty head Allyson. I ain’t comin for your little belt. But Brenda…..

Just then the lights go off the arena, and when the lights come back on Brenda is standing over Karen’s broken body. The paramedics come down to the ring to check on Karen as Brenda walks away. As the paramedics try to put Karen on a stretcher, she fights up and chases Brenda, catching her on the stage, and they brawl to the back.

The camera cuts to the Combat-Tron.

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Triple Threat Match: EDDIE ROWAN vs. JORDAN BRYANT vs. ROB WRIGHT

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A quick countdown appears on the screen, followed by an old-time announcer's voice.

"You are watching Ed-E.T.V."

"Doomsday Clock" by Smashing Pumpkins then begins to play, and smoke begins pouring down from the entranceway. As the drum intro ends and the guitar kicks in, Eddie emerges through the smoke, looking back and forth to the crowd with a broad grin. He is attired in a pair of long black shorts, flame-trimmed wrestling boots, and one of many various rock band or anime character t-shirts, typically with the sleeves removed. His hands are taped from knuckle to mid-forearm, with a single black 'X' drawn on the back of each hand.

He proceeds to make his way to the ring with a bit of a hop in his step, the smile on his face is one that shows that he loves to be where he is, doing what he does. He interacts with the ringside members of the crowd (those that are fans) a bit before rolling into the ring. He stands and throws his arms up, and a small pyro blasts from the ring-posts. He poses a bit more, bouncing on the middle of the second rope a bit while waiting for his match to start.

Ludicris’ “Get Back begins to fill the arena, and Rob Wright appears on the top of the stage. He is greeted by a host of boos from the crowd. He makes his way to the ring and taunts the fans once in.

Jordan Bryant comes out last to “The Second Coming,” by Juelz Santana. Jordan is already bleeding from the chair shot he took right before the match, and he has the same chair in his hand. As he walks to the ring, he points to and tells the other two in the ring that he’s going to bust both of them open.

Jordan slides in under the bottom rope, and immediately the two already in the ring rush him and begin to stomp him. Eddie picks the chair that Jordan brought to the ring, and swings it, connecting with Rob’s back, sending Rob to the mat. Eddie goes for another chair shot to Rob, but is tripped by Jordan. Bryant gets up and grabs the chair, and smashes Eddie’s back with it. He then turns his attention to Rob. Rob gets up slowly, and Jordan hits him over the head with the chair. Rob crumbles back down to the mat. Jordan turns and poses with both arms raised and the chair in his right hand. Eddie has made his way back to his feet, unbeknownst to Jordan, and once “The Baller” turns around, Eddie connects with a spinning heel kick to the chin of Jordan. Jordan stumbles backward, but does not fall. He charges Eddie with the chair, but Eddie is too quick and drop toe holds Bryant sending him face first to the mat. Bryant hits and rolls to his back to catch his breath. Just then Rob locks the triangle choke on Jordan. Being a smart wrestler, Eddie waits for a while, so Rob can choke some of the life out of Jordan, and just before Bryant was going to tap, Eddie takes the chair and almost takes a defenseless Rob’s head off. Eddie goes for the pin.

1……2….KICKOUT!

Eddie wastes no time and picks Bryant up. Eddie hits him with a couple European uppercuts, and runs to the ropes. He goes for a springboard clothesline, but Jordan ducks it and Eddie lands face first on the mat. Jordan picks him up and forcefully plants him in the mat with a devastating spinebuster. Rob is finally back up and runs at Jordan, who turns just in time to side step a spear and send Rob flying out of the ring. Jordan turns his attention to Eddie, who is starting to move. Jordan walks over and goes to pick Eddie up, but Eddie quickly turns it into a small package pin.

1….2.KICKOUT!

Jordan gets up quickly and glares at Eddie. He picks up the chair he brought with him and swings it at Eddie’s head. Eddie ducks the chair shot and slides behind Jordan. He waits on Jordan to turn around, kicks him in the gut, and excutes a DDT. Eddie goes for the pin again.

1….2…...SAVE BY ROB WRIGHT WITH A CHAIR

Rob hits Eddie with the chair two more times, and then notices that Jordan is back up. Just before Rob can swing the chair at Jordan, Bryant headbutts the chair back into Rob’s face. This opens Rob’s, and reopens Jordan’s forehead. Both men fall to the mat. Eddie makes his way back to his feet, and finds both men down and bloody. He uses enny meanny mineny mo to determine who he going after first. He stops on Rob Wright, and climbs to the top turnbuckle. He poses to the crowd for a brief second, and connects with the ST. EDWARDS FALL!!! Eddie goes for the pin.

1…………………2…………………….3!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Your winner Eddie Rowan by St. Edwards Fall.

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THE WINNER: EDDIE ROWAN by PINFALL via the ST. EDWARDS FALL (5:52)

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TOWERS: "Ladies and gentlemen, it is an honor to introduce the second band to play on War Zone... all the way from Liverpool, England... playing their new single, "Ghosts," - * the crowd pops* - Here is LADYTRON!!!!

The crowd is cheering heavily as we cut to commercial.

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Women's Tag Team Bikini Contest: VICIOUS & DELICIOUS vs. SIRENA STARR & MILANI ROSE

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Masters is in the ring as "Got the Life" by KoRn plays over the PA. Vicious and Delcious, Sydney and Stephanie, come down in black silk robes. The women in the crowd boo them, but the men mostly cheer. They seductively enter the ring as William looks them over with a large smile on his face.

"Heaven Tonight" plays and the crowd cheers for Sirena Starr, who is also in a robe. Hers is dark purple. She comes down to the ring, and plays up to the crowd. V & D look on with jealousy in their eyes. "Brick House 2003" plays now, and the crowd cheers on. Milani Rose comes out with a pink robe on, and the crowd is giving her the biggest pop of the four. She comes to the ring.

MASTERS: "Now this is our first ever Bikini Contest, and the ladies look ready. Is the crowd ready??"

Crowd cheers "YEAH"

MASTERS: "Before we start let's go over the rules. Whichever lady or ladies get the biggest cheers, wins the contest for their team. Pretty simple I should say. Now there was a coin toss during the commercial break, and it looks like our first ever Queen of Combat, Sydney Vicious, is set to go first."

"Got the Life" comes back on as Sydney seductively takes off her robe and struts around. She is wearing only a "CAUTION" tape for a top and a black bottom. She has a black cap on her head. The men in the crowd cheer as the women boo.

MASTERS: "Wow, thank you Sydney. Wow! That's a good start if I say so myself!"

The women in the crowd are booing Masters for even acknowledging sexuality. Sydney puts back on her robe and has a confident look on her face.

MASTERS: "And next will be Sydney's partner in crime, the newly signed Stephanie!!"

"Pretty Toy" begins to play and the crowd is wooed when Stephanie reveals her bikini. Her hair is in long braids, and the purple and yellow ensemble barely covers any of her body. She walks around, and she's getting a bigger reaction than Sydney, which Vicious notices with a skuff on her face.

MASTERS: "WOW. Oh my god! Stephanie, that's a hell of a first impression!"

She smiles as she puts back on her robe. She stares at Milani and Sirena with a smirk on her face.

MASTERS: "Next will be Hollywood's Sirena Starr!"

"Heaven Tonight" plays again and the crowd is more into Sirena than the other two. She takes off her robe, and the men cheer. She's not really wearing a bikini, but more a lingerie outfit. She struts around as well, showing her spunk by flipping her hair in the face of both Sydney and Stephanie.

MASTERS: "Can this get any hotter? Our final participant, Milani Rose... your turn!"

"Brick House 2003" plays as Milani reveals her attire. The crowd give a resounding cheer.

MASTERS: "Well I think we have our winners... MILANI ROSE AND SIRENA STARR!"

Starr bounces up and down in excitement and hugs Milani. Milani, however, throws Sirena down to the ground with a pissed off look on her face. Suddenly, Sydney and Steph begin stomping down on Sirena and Milani just exits the ring. The crowd seem stunned, and as Milani walks up the ramp we cut to a commercial.

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THE WINNERS: STARR & ROSE by FAN'S APPROVAL (4:03)

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(- The camera pans in on Jesse Montana walking through the halls. He has the world title securely draped over his shoulder, a cocky and arrogant look wiped across his face. He nods at the facility workers as he walks, showing that they are below him. As he continues on down the hall, The lights around him begin to flicker. He stops, and looks are a Mexican migrant worker who is wiping down a table. Both men look at each other – dumb founded by what is going on. Jesse walks to the man, who stops immediately. The lights continue to flicker, and as Jesse turns to quickly walk away… the splashing of water around his feet begin to sound. With every step, it is as if he is walking through more and more water, until the water is around the ankle of his boot. The lights flicker, then turn all the way off. -)

Jesse Montana- Get these lights back on DAMNIT… THAT’S AN ORDER….

(- The lights around Jesse remain off, but a light begins to flicker on at the end of the tunnel. Jesse quickly begins walking but a man appears in the walkway, apparently walking from the side hall. His body dressed in black, A long black coat dragging in the water. No hood covering his face, just a pair of red eyes glaring at Jesse. Jesse stumbles back into a table yelling for the lights to turn back on. A voice resounds through the hall, chilling the spine of each and every inhabitant. -)

This isn’t your show Jesse…. This isn’t a safe haven for the likes of you. You have crossed the line, and are now walking a path of uncertainty…. A path…. Across enemy lines. You hold something that does not belong to you… Something… That belongs to me. You may think that you have gotten rid of me Jesse… That you buried me under two tons of water… That I was going to suffocate and rot in hell. You have opened my eyes Jesse… While I lay in that water wasteland, The air slowly creeping from my lungs – I entered Hell. You don’t see a man before you any more Jesse… You see a monster… Hell bent on revenge… Hell bent on destruction…. Hell bent on DOMINATION. You may have sealed your own fate with your hasty decisions as General Manager… You may have set a trap that will throw you into the bowels of darkness…. You…. Will become Victim to Anarchy soon enough. Hold your precious gold close… Caress the feeling of being a champion… because soon enough – That feeling with be replaced with pain… That feeling… will last no longer… It is time that you get what is due…

(- The figure smirks and slams his hand into the wall. Leaving attached to it – a sheet of paper. He turns his back to Jesse, The coat swinging behind him. -)

Oh… and Jesse… Welcome to Hell….

(- The figure laughs and then disappears into the darkness once more. Jesse regains his composure and begins to wade through the water, and stops to look at the paper left by the figure. The camera lens zooms in on the writing from the top of the piece of paper… Scanning down the document the camera picks up on a few keywords on the copy of what appears to be a contract. -)

Contract of Employment…. Matt Stylez… Championship Clause….

(- Jesse’s eyes grow big as he reads on… -)

In the event that Matt Stylez becomes a champion, and loses the title. Matt Stylez will be entitled to a rematch within the next month. The match will be determined by current general manager and Stylez himself.

(- The last phrase is where Jesse becomes enraged. Above two lines where signatures are supposed to go, it reads. -)

Matt Stylez….

(- and above the line that says “President of cZw”… -)

Jesse Montana….

(- Jesse rips the paper off the wall in an enraged hurry, only to see a red substance written on the wall. The camera zooms in and it reads. -)

Jesse Montana…. Your time is running out….

(- The camera fades on the writing as Jesse walks off down the hallway completely pissed off. -)

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Six Person Cage Match: THE NIGHT TERRORS vs. BUCK EVANS, BRENDA VIXEN & DUSTY DAVIS

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"Beast and the Harlot" begins to play, as the crowd pops. Out comes AAN, Carnage, and Chaos all wearing Night Terror shirts. They make their way down to the ring together, as the cage has already lowered. They each check out the mesh before entering the cage.

"Ramblin' Man" then begins to play, and the crowd boos. Out comes Buck and Brenda, but Buck is limping still from the Ultimate X Match last week at Summer Showdown. It doesn't stop him from jaw jacking with a few fans though, as they make their way down to the ring. They await their partner.

"Sharp Dressed Man" begins to play, and Dusty comes out to continued boos. He is flanked by his new partners, Jimmy Mercy and Jacob West. They stay on the outside as Buck, Dusty and Brenda enter the cage. As soon as they do, an all out melee begins. AAN is on Dusty, Carnage is on Buck, and Chaos is on Brenda. The ref rings the bell.

DING DING DING

The Ref is just letting all six combantants fight, only worrying about a pinfall or submission. AAN has Dusty and nails him with a STO. He goes for the pin, but barely gets a one and a half count. He picks Dusty up, but Dusty rakes his eyes. Dusty then kicks AAN in the gut and nails a powerful Vertebreaker. Dusty goes for the pin.

ONE

TWO

BROKEN UP BY CARNAGE

Carnage had nailed Buck with a scoop slam and noticed the pin attempt. He picks up Dusty and tosses him to the ropes.. Dusty slams against the cage wall and falls to the ground. Buck is slow to get up, after all the damage to his knee, namely the bolt that got close and personal with it. Chaos has Brenda in the corner, but Brenda turns it around and chops the spit out of Chaos. She does it again. And again. Chaos' chest is bright red. She irish whips Chaos to the other corner, and she slams hard into the turnbuckle. Brenda comes running in with an acrobatic move, and nails a flipping elbow to Chaos' chest.

Carnage is back on Buck, working him over with fists as he is still trying to get up. AAN has Dusty up, and nails a swinging neckbreaker. It looks like the Night Terrors might have this one. Suddenly Buck grabs Carnage and pulls him, causing his head to slam into the cage wall. Both men on the mat now, and Buck crawls over and begins delivering a series of thick fists to Carnage's head. AAN just hit Dusty with a piledriver, and is going for another cover.

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT

Brenda slams Chaos down with a bodyslam. She goes for the cover.

ONE

TWO

KICK OUT

Buck and Carnage are up, and Carnage is in control. Carnage slams Buck into a turnbuckle. He has Buck stunned, and oddly climbs up on the second turnbuckle. Looks like a Tornado DDT attempt by the big man. Buck suddenly nails Carnage with a low blow, with Carnage's face telling the whole story. Buck grabs his head, and lifts up...

SLAM

MASTERS: "BTW! BTW! BTW!"

Buck hit the Buck the World, his version of the Screwdriver!

ONE

TWO

THREE!!!!

Masters: It’s over! Buck pins Carnage to get the “W” for his team.

Daniels: Dusty and Buck look so proud of themselves.

Masters: That’s their second win as a team

All-American Nightmare has the most disappointed look on his face, as he is the only person on his team still standing. He looks over at the fallen Chaos and then the fallen Carnage, and takes off his Night Terrors t-shirt. He throws it to the ground and leaves the ring!

Daniels: What does this mean, Masters!? Is All-American Nightmare done with the Night Terrors!?

Masters: It looks like it, dummy!

*Jimmy Mercy, Jacob West, and Mandy get in the ring*

Masters: Whoa it looks like Dusty’s henchmen are putting Buck Evans in their sight*

*Mercy & West attack Buck Evans from behind as Mandy DDT’s Brenda*

Daniels: OH MY GOD! Dusty just turned on Buck Evans!

Masters: But why?

*Dusty yells for a mic walks over to Buck who’s laid out in the ring.*

Dusty: Buck? Buck can you hear me? I sure do hope so! Look at you. Laying there beaten. Thanks for the win partner. Your probably wondering why I’ve turned on your sorry sheep f**king ass! It’s simple. Each and every week you’ve been stealing my light making it harder for me to move up the ranks. So what’s the best way to move forward? Distroy what ever stand in your way, and Buck…Your in my way…I hired Jimmy & Jacob so I don’t need you around anymore there cowboy. Buck this has been along time coming ever since we had squared off in that fatal four way. I don’t like you plain and simple. I had to take you out and our beloved GM approved of this! So tonight The Flagship Player’s gonna put The Outlaw on the shelf for a little while. Mercy, West! Get me a chair!

*West rolls out of the ring and grabs Dusty a chair. He hands it over to Dusty once he’s back in the ring, he places the chair over Bucks injured knee. Dusty pulls Mandy closer to his side to watch what’s about to happen*

Masters: No! Davis can’t do this to Buck someone stop him.

Daniels: I don’t think anyone’s goning to be able to even get near Buck to help him. Not with Dusty’s entourage around.

*Suddenly "PIECE OF ME" by BRITNEY SPEARS hits and out runs Ashley Valentine*

Daniels: What? Ashley Valentine?

Masters: Does she think she can even make an effort to help Buck and Brenda?

*Just as she gets to the ring Dusty grabs Mandy and sets her up for a Dreamer’s Dream. Ash yells “NOW” and Dusty sends Mandy face first on to the steel chair still sitting on Buck Evans knee.*

Daniels: A double cross!

Masters: Wow that was heartless! Dusty Davis just planted his own wife into a steel chair!

Daniels: Not to add that steel chair was on Bucks knee look at him squirm in pain!

Dusty: Mandy? I just wanted to tell you something. I’ve been cheating on you. Yup I’ve been cheating on you with Ashley over here. This was all her Idea. Your nothing to me now. That’s right I’m flushing 7 years of marriage down the drain to be with someone new. Mandy…I want a divorce!

As for you Buck this aint over

! *Featured Attraction exit the ring walking up the ramp. Dusty laughing at the damage of broken bodies in the ring. The team looks very happy for what they just did.*

Masters: Can we get a medic out here please?

Daniels: I can’t believe what I just saw! Never did I think Dusty Davis would turn on what I thought was his best friend!

*Dusty & Ashley remain at the top of the ramp, laughing. Dusty pulls Ashley closer and kisses her long and deep. When there done Dusty extends his arm and flips the bird and bows. They leave*

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THE WINNER: EVANS, DUSTY & VIXEN by PINFALL via the BTW on CARNAGE (9:46)

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* cZw! *

The CZW cameras suddenly cut out, and reveal the streets of Sin City, Las Vegas, Nevada...a closer look however reveals a Lincoln Navigator pulling to a stop. The engine is purring, as our cameras move closer. We see in the front seat, Bryan McNally, and next to him in the passanger seat...is an unconcious, Queen of Combat Champion, Allyson Thorn. Where they have pulled up in front of, is the Tunnel Of Love Drive-Thru Wedding Chapel. The mystery man is in the backseat, as he shakes his head, as if he was unwilling.

Woman At Window: Hello, welcome to the Tunnel of Love, how can I help you guys this evening?

Bryan McNally: Yeah...me and my lovely girlfriend here, would love to have our love for eachother made official...isn't that right dear?

McNally's accomplice clears his throat, as "Allyson" answers.

"Allyson Thorn": Yes darling...I love you.

Woman At Window: Well, then...let's get this done then, so you guys can be on your way! Do you...

Bryan McNally: Bryan Nicolas McNally...

Woman At Window: Take...

"Allyson Thorn": Allyson Elizabeth Fertig...

Woman At Window: In lawful marriage, to have and to hold till the end of your days?

Bryan McNally: I do...

Woman At Window: And do you---

Bryan McNally: Trust me, she does...now can you just give me the license so we can get out of here...we're going to be late for the start of our honeymoon.

The woman hands Bryan a pen and the marriage licensce, as he puts pen to paper, making it official. He then slips the pen into Allyson's hand, as "she" signs it sloppily. She begins to stir, shaking her head. Bryan then hands the paper back to the woman...

Woman At Window: Where is the newlywed couple going for their honeymoon?

Bryan McNally: Well, our first stop is tomorrow in San Jose, then we'll see where we go from there.

She looks over it, handing it back to Bryan as he smirks, peeling off into the night...it was offical, Allyson Thorn, was now Allyson Thorn-McNally...only problem is, she has no..idea...

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Singles Match: LEO CROW vs. EL PABLO

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*"Palms Read" by Protest The Hero starts playing, and Leo Crow steps out through the curtain to a chorus of boos. Unperturbed, Leo heads slowly down the rampway, and climbs into the ring. He stands in the centre and poses, extending his arms outwards with fists clenched, then stands against the turnbuckle as his music fades out.

After a brief pause, the lights go down, plunging the arena into darkness, and causing the fans to erupt into cheers. Spotlights begin flickering as the opening riff to "Been Training Dogs" starts up, and a huge wall of pyro shoots off the stage as the drums kick in. However, the crowd's excitement soon turns to confusion as El Pablo does not appear on the stage. After a good 30 seconds, the fans' attention is drawn up to the Combattron, which cuts to static and white noise, before a scene resembling a basement or a boiler room comes up. The camera pans across slowly, past the cold brick walls and the copper pipes, to reveal El Pablo, stood with his hands hoisted above his head, chained up to the ceiling. His mouth has been taped up, and his commemorative "PX: The Legacy" t-shirt ripped right across the chest. The crowd reacts to this with some distress, distress that quickly turns to anger and booing as Jena Cyde walks into shot, a rather disconcerting grin on her face.*

JENA CYDE: Hi everyone! Look, I'm really sorry, but my darling El Pablo won't be able to attend your little show tonight. You see.. I have some exciting news! On Saturday August 2nd.. at the "Justice For All" Pay-per-view, live from San Antonio Texas.. El Pablo and I.. are gonna get married!

*Everyone in the arena reacts in shock, as does El Pablo, who apparently wasn't informed of this development prior to the announcement.*

JENA CYDE: I'm so excited! Finally we get to solidify our relationship, and really show our love for each other by coming together in the most sacred union there is!

*At this point, El Pablo has started screaming, presumably for help, but his voice is muffled by the tape. Jena turns round, and heads over towards him.*

JENA CYDE: NO! No, my darling.. I told you already.. If you can't keep the details of our ceremony a secret, then measures have to be taken to stop you talking! NOTHING is going to ruin our special day.. NOTHING!

*Jena heads back towards the camera, as Leo stands talking to the referee, hands on hips.*

JENA CYDE: Soon, mine and El Pablo's wildest dreams will come true.. and all of you are invited to bear witness to the magical event! Mr Fiscus, if you're watching.. I'll be in touch soon to sort out the plans and the set-up. Until then though.. it's time for my workout.. goodbye!

*Jena turns back to El Pablo, whose eyes are almost literally screaming in terror. She begins unbuttoning her shirt as the scene fades to black, and the Combattron returns to normal.*

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THE WINNER: NO CONTEST

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The speakers in the arena roar to life, inciting the crowd as “Shut Me Up” begins to play. Ed pops through the curtains where he thrusts his hands high into the air. His body is bandaged all over the place from the hellacious battle for the X-Title he participated in at Summer Showdown. Hellena emerges from the back as well, standing next to Ed and clapping, the crowd eating the entrance up. A large smile adorns Ed’s face as he and Hellena make their way down to the ring. Ed climbs up the steel stairs and then proceeds to lift the bottom rope up as Hellena slides in from the floor, Ed following her into the ring once she’s inside. Hellena grabs a microphone from Jessica Towers and hands it off to Ed, who’s taking in the cried of the fans.

Crowd: ED IS HARDCORE! *clap clap, clap clap clap* ED IS HARDCORE! *clap clap, clap clap clap*

Ed grins with obvious excitement.

Special Ed: You know something? I may not have won the X-Title this past week at Summer Showdown, but right now I’m feeling two things…

The crowd’s chants calm down as Ed speaks to them.

Special Ed: I’m feeling just a little bit special… AND A HELL OF A WHOLE LOT OF HARDCORE!!!

The arena explodes with cheers, Hellena clapping behind Ed as he beats himself in the face with the microphone a few times, the sounds of the pounding echoing off the arena walls.

Special Ed: And I realized something… I don’t have to have a title around my waist to show the world I’ve still got it. And I don’t need a title to feel like I’m home. So long as I’m competing in this very ring, for all of you, and giving every match the last bit of hell that runs through my veins, then I was home all along!

More love from the arena tonight, the fans are eating this stuff up.

Special Ed: So I’ll make a deal with you guys. You keep cheering for ol’ Ed, and I’ll keep giving you the best damn show that money can buy! You deserve to see a great match, and I deserve the chance to give it to ya! Now, I’d like to formally congratulate the winner of that match, and CZW’s new X-Title champion, Krimzon Blaze!

The fans begin chanting, calling Blaze’s name all across the MGM Grand Garden Arena.

Special Ed: I gotta hand it to ya, Blaze. You’re one hell of a competitor. You was stuck inside that cell with five of the craziest sons of bitches to harbor a love for violence, and you came away with the win. You deserve that title, and I hope your reign becomes the stuff legends are made of!

Ed lowers the mic and waves on the fans, calling for a standing ovation which they are more than happy to oblige as Blaze’s image highlights the CZW tron. After the image has gone away and the crowd relaxes once more, Ed continues.

Special Ed: I made a mistake that night however. A mistake I intend to rectify with an apology. I sorely overlooked one of the other five guys going into the match that night. Take a look…

*The tron begins to show a video package clip from the Ultimate X Title Chamber Match.*

Ed now looks up, seeing Havok dangling still from the structure. Ed starts to climb the chamber, now reaching the top, a huge smile across his face as he obviously has something in mind, Havok trying to get Ed to think clearly, knowing their are shards of glass and thumbtacks flooding the ring. But Ed is obsessed, he measures up Havok... DIVING HEADBUTT!!!!!!!!

DANIELS: "What is this?"

BUT HAVOK REVERSES!!!!!!!

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

DANIELS: "OH MY GOD"

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

*The tron goes blank once more*

Special Ed: I didn’t think you had it in you, Havok. But you proved me wrong. I just want you to know that I’m sorry for having doubted you, and you have my respect. You’re a hell of a…

Ed is suddenly interrupted as “Only The Strong” plays aloud. The crowd immediately turn to boos, and Ed’s face turns from happy to upset instantly. Sure enough, Ed’s cousin and Assault’s premier ass beater, “Bad Ass” Matt Covey comes into view atop the ramp. Matt waves a hand at his own throat and the music dies.

Bad Ass: Wow, Ed. Just when I think you can’t get any more lame in that empty space for rent you call a brain, you go and apologize to some sissy-ass, wrist cutting emo douche bag. Wow… Let me give you a hand for being a bigger pu**y than the fudge packer you’re apologizing to. Why don’t you give your mom a call, I’m sure she’ll be proud. You’re so…

Matt is interrupted by Ed for once.

Special Ed: I got a better idea, Matt. Why don’t you come down here so I can kick the shit out of you? Maybe then I’ll give your mom a call…oh that’s right, she’s no longer with us, is she?

Matt’s eyes flare with fire like from the devil himself. He drops the microphone on the ramp and slides out of his leather jacket, preparing to make his way to the ring. But he is suddenly stopped as the new CZW heavyweight champion and his employer, Jesse Montana quickly rushes to his side. He grabs Mat’s arms and whispers something into his ear. Matt seems to resent the idea, but he stops in his tracks and picks the mic back up, Jesse grinning from ear to ear.

Bad Ass: Alright ya dumb bastard, I got one better for ya. We’re in Vegas, so let’s do a little gambling, what do ya say?

Special Ed: What’s the game? I kick your ass now, or I beat the shit out of you and then kick your ass?

Bad Ass: Cute. You never could talk shit, Ed. “And Justice For All” is coming up in one month. We settle this once and for all. You versus me in a match of my choosing. I choose the stipulation.

Special Ed: Wow, that does sound tempting… I do want to kick your ass, but with you choosing the stipulation, I seem to be at a disadvantage. I mean, you could have me ganged upon by the Upstarts, or you could make it a handicap match…

Bad Ass: How dumb can you get? I’ve never needed help in kicking your ass before, and I don’t need no damn Upstart to fight my battle for me. So what’s it gonna be, Ed?

Hellena suddenly leans in and whispers something into Ed’s ear. Ed nods accordingly, and smiles up the ramp at Matt.

Special Ed: We have a deal…IF…If I get to choose the special guest referee for the match.

Montana frowns and tries to talk to Matt, but Matt brushes him aside.

Bad Ass: Deal! In one month it’s you and me. You choose the ref and I choose the stipulation. But be careful Ed, choose a ref who’s a little too biased, and I may have to knock him out. Meaning the second ref will be unbiased and ready to give me the win after I’ve disfigured your retarded ass!

The fans are blowing up at the announcement of the Covey vs. Covey bout. Montana grabs the mic from Matt and adds the final piece.

Montana: Now that we have that settled. The contract signing will officially take place this week on the CZW’s premier show, Assault, where Matt will reveal his stipulation and Ed, you can reveal your special guest referee. Now Matt and I have to roll, we have more important things to do here tonight. And you Ed…Well, don’t you have a coconut monkey you’re supposed to be looking for?

Montana and Matt laugh at Ed, Matt grabbing up his jacket as they disappear to the back once more. Before Ed can leave the ring however, the tron comes to life once more, showing Loki inside a dank dungeon looking area, a timer counting down on the screen as a warped voice plays over the arena.

Ransom: They’re right, Edward. Time is running out. Are you any closer to figuring out who I am? Do you have any idea where Loki actually is? Or are you too distracted by title shots and family feuds to even care? Loki cares. He cares because his time is running out. You’re letting him down, Ed. Shame on you.

The tron fades to black, the crowd booing hysterically amongst a mix of cries for Loki’s freedom. Ed and Hellena exit the ring and immediately rush the ramp, disappearing to the back

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Singles Match: "THE GAMBLER" ACE KING vs. "THE SENSATION" JESSE MONTANA

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Jared Daniels: Well folks, we’ve made it to our main event of the evening. A one on one match between former CZW world champion, Ace King. A man who most would assume is the head of XTC, versus the current reigning world champion and head of the Upstarts, Jesse Montana.

William Masters: This is a must win situation for Ace, Jared. If he loses this match tonight, he doesn’t get another shot at the title until Jesse is no longer the champ.

Jared Daniels: Many would say that this rematch has been a long time in the making, and fortunately for all of these Warzone fans, they don’t have to wait any longer. It’s going down right now!

William Masters: Jessica, if you please.

Jessica Towers: Ladies and gentlemen, this next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, one half of the North American tag team champions and a member of CZW’s premier faction, XTC… He is “The Gambler” Ace King!

The crowd explodes for their hometown hero as “Ace of Spades” by Motor Head tears through the sound system all across the arena. Ace steps out onto the stage, pausing to take in the love as the fans rise up onto their feet. Ace screams at them to bring it on, waving his arms at them, the fans getting louder every second. Ace thrusts his half of the tag titles high into the air as a magnanimous and beneficent barrage of fireworks erupts just behind him on the stage, a shower of gold and red sparks falling all around Ace. He tosses the title back over his shoulder and begins his descent to the ring, slapping as many hands as he can touch on his way down. At ringside, he takes the long way around, stopping by the guardrail to hug an elderly man and woman, rubbing the head of a younger girl sitting with them.

Jared Daniels: Ace is stopping now to show some love to his parents and kid sister who are in attendance here tonight. They have to be proud of their son.

William Masters: What for? Losing the belt his opponent carries to the ring tonight? Losing in front of them, knowing he’ll never get another shot at the belt? When did that become something to be proud of? What kind of parents did you have, Daniels? Wait. I’d rather not know.

Ace speaks to his folks for a second, and then hands his father the tag title before turning and sliding into the ring, thrusting both arms high into the air for one last hoorah of love from the hometown crowd.

Jessica Towers: And his opponent, he is the CZW World Heavyweight Champion and founder of the Upstarts… He is “The Sensation” Jesse Montana!

The crowd instantly turn their love to the most sickening hatred one man can receive as Ace climbs back down the turnbuckle, eyes fixed on the ramp. “For Whom the Bell Tolls” thunders like mad across the MGM Grand Garden Arena as Jesse Montana walks out onto the stage, the world title hanging from the center of his pants over his crotch. He stops halfway onto the ramp, turning and waving at the entrance curtain. “Bad Ass” Matt Covey suddenly steps out onto the stage as well, the crowd nearly ready to riot. As a matter of fact, several fans are holding signs that read “If Montana Wins, We Riot!” Matt makes like his usual self and ignores the crowd around him, a far cry from Jesse antics, which is to egg them on. Montana gets close enough to the barricades to offer a free shot at his chin, which several people attempt to take, but Jesse always pulls away first, laughing at them while Matt takes up the cause, assumingly threatening the fans.

Once at ringside, Jesse hands the world title off to Matt, who drapes it across his shoulder, as Jesse grabs up a mic.

Jesse Montana: Well, well, well… Hey Matt, it smells like we landed in the shit pile this time around. Sin city? Hah! More like Shits-burg or Skankville. Look at all of you people? I understand you better than you understand yourselves. Most people come to Vegas like the pathetic worms they are, blowing their life savings on impossible odds, only to go home a failure to beat their wives. But not you people. No. You actually LIVE here. You shit-bags take the money from the pathetic worms, knowing damn well you’re ruining somebody’s life. So let me congratulate you ass clowns for being the lowest of the low, on the blood sucking food chain.

Jesse nudges Matt in the side and then points to Ace.

Jesse Montana: Normally I wouldn’t relate myself to you people, but this has to be said. You people are more like me than you are your precious “hometown” hero. He’s one of those pathetic gambling worms I was talking about. And like you, I’m going to take Ace’s gamble and watch his dreams burn before his very eyes as his life goes to hell, here tonight. You’re a foolish man, Ace King. And you make foolish choices. You’re not called “The Gambler” for nothing. You’d drop your last dime in slot machine, just to find out that it’s not a slot machine at all, and is instead your fugly ass girlfriend Ruth’s crab infested snatch!

Ace grows angry and impatient, urging…practically begging Montana to enter the ring.

Jesse Montana: Easy there, deuces wild. Tonight, you’re not betting money. You’re gambling with your life. And I, for one, intend to collect my winnings! But… Just to make things interesting…

Jesse turns and looks at Ace’s kid sister, running a finger through her hair. Ace’s father goes to stop him, but Bad Ass steps between them.

Jesse Montana: Hey Ace… What are the odds this little philly is slinging tail on the corner after the show? It is legal, you know…

Ace has had enough. He runs and dives through the ropes, spearing Montana into the barricade. Montana drops the mic as Ace begins hammering him in the head, the opening bell sounding. Bad Ass steps in and hammers Ace across the back, but Ace quickly shakes it off and throws a back elbow into Matt’s face, sending him reeling backwards. Montana starts to crawl away, but Ace is back on him, stomping on his back and kicking him in the ribs.

Jared Daniels: And Ace is on fire! Not even the combined efforts of Montana and the self proclaimed “Bad Ass” can keep him down!

William Masters: This is ridiculous! You can’t start a match by assaulting the world champion at ringside! That’s blasphemy!

Ace grabs Montana by the back of the head and begins slamming his face into the floor at ringside. Matt approaches Ace from behind once more, nailing him across the back of the head with the world title. Ace is dazed momentarily, but not for long as he shakes it off and gets to his feet, nostrils flaring as he sets his sights on Matt. Matt smirks and tosses the world title aside, dropping his leather jacket and waving Ace on.

Jared Daniels: This has the potential to be explosive, William!

William Masters: And there’s something we can both agree on!

Just as it looks like King and Covey are about to collide, Montana chop blocks Ace’s right knee from behind, taking him down. Montana begins stomping on the back of Ace’s right knee, causing King to flail about in pain as he grabs at his knee cap. A furious Montana grabs Ace up and tosses him into the ring, following him in as Matt picks his jacket and the world title back up. Ace, still grabbing his knee begins to rise, but Montana is swift to kick him in the head. Ace rolls across the ring by the bottom rope as Montana stalks him, placing a heel across Ace’s throat and choking him to a horrendous cry of boos from the Vegas crowd. Montana flicks his tongue at the crowd as he continues choking his foe. Montana finally releases Ace, who gasps for precious air, his throat red with a boot print. Montana goes to the mat, striking repeated blows across Ace’s head. Referee Darrin Powers attempts to break the blows up, but Montana shoves him aside and continues with the strikes. The ref tries once more, this time Montana rising to his feet and getting in the ref’s face as Ace rolls over onto his stomach, forcing himself up on one knee. Montana grabs the ref by the face and shoves him down before turning back to Ace, who suddenly grabs Jesse’s legs, pulling them out from under him. Jesse lands on his back as Ace places him in a sharp shooter!

William Masters: Oh, what the hell? Don’t hunted animals lie down and die like they’re supposed to, anymore?

Jared Daniels: I think you’ll find that Ace is far from a hunted animal, and he’s at his best when cornered!

Montana begins screaming like mad, digging his nails into the mat, as Ace leans back, pulling the grip tighter on his legs. Ace’s face shows the strength he’s putting into the hold as he grimaces, eyes squeezed shut, the veins in his forehead pulsing rapidly. Montana looks to be near tapping, his face red as he screams. The ref goes to check for submission, but Montana grabs his leg, leaning in close and biting his ankle. Powers freaks out and begins kicking wildly, trying to get Jesse off his leg. In his wild swinging, he inadvertently hits King, forcing him to release the hold. Montana releases the bite and grabs at his back. King looks to Powers who shrugs and points to his swollen and teeth marked ankle. Ace frowns and then leaps into the air, double foot stomping Jesse’s back, the champ howling and flailing about like a fish out of water.

Jared Daniels: Is it just me, or will Montana use any trick in the book to keep from losing?

William Masters: All the greats know the tricks of the trade, Jared. But you wouldn’t, because you suck so much. How does it feel to suck Jared?

Jared Daniels: Well, it feels…

William Masters: I knew it. You’re a tool. Shut up and call the match.

Ace picks Montana up and Irish whips him into the nearest turnbuckle, where he follow it up with a running clothesline. Montana falls on his butt in the corner, dazed. Ace runs across the ring and gives “Bad Ass” the crotch chop sign, before turning and running back at Montana, nailing him in the face with a running knee. Montana clutches his head as he rolls back out of the ring under the bottom rope. Matt quickly comes around the ring to his aid, trying to help him up. Montana leans on Matt for support, still shaken. The two of them look upward as Ace suddenly comes flying over the top rope with a cross body block, all three men collapsing in a pile in front of the commentator’s desk.

Jared Daniels: Ace is on fire! And he doesn’t care who he has to go through here tonight to get the win, “Bad Ass” be damned!

William Masters: Say that just a little bit louder, I’m not sure he heard you.

Ace rolls onto his feet first, grabbing up Matt and tossing him across the announcer’s table into Master and Daniels, effectively killing the commentary for the moment. Ace then grabs up Montana and slams his head against the table, keeping the champ stunned. Ace quickly removes the table cover and pulls a monitor out, tossing it to the floor and wrapping it’s chords around Jesse’s neck, cutting off his air flow with a devastating choke. The crowd is fully behind Ace as he applies more pressure, Montana’s face turning a deep shade of purple. Ace then steps in front of Montana, still holding the chords as he uses them to give Jesse a snap mare on the floor. Ace releases the chords, taking in his handiwork as Montana gasps for a breath. The crowd gasps in horror as Ace is suddenly struck in the back of the head from behind by the removed monitor, courtesy of Bad Ass. Ace hit’s the floor, looking to be out of it, Mat standing over him and breathing heavy, a look of fire in his uncaring eyes. Still holding the monitor, Matt watches as Jesse pulls the cords off of his neck. Masters and Daniels are back up as well, Masters tapping Matt on the shoulder. Matt turns around…

William Masters: Daniels was talking shit about you.

Jarred Daniels: What?!

Matt snarls and then drives the monitor into Jarred Daniels face, knocking him over the guardrail and into the crowd, who appear excited and begin moving him around the arena like he was body surfing, while Masters laughs himself stupid. Montana is back on his own legs now, still fighting for a breath as he instructs Matt to throw the limp body of Ace King into the ring. Matt tosses Ace in as Montana is quick to follow. Montana goes for the quick pin.

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Montana raises up and runs his hands back through his hair, in shock that Ace can still move, let alone get a shoulder up. He punches Ace in the face once, Ace collapsing once more. Montana tries again.

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Montana slaps the mat with his fists this time, angered by Ace’s defiance. Trying a different approach, Montana grabs Ace’s legs, attempting a Texas cloverleaf. He locks it in, Ace’s face springing to life with pain. The crowd begins to boo hysterically as Montana reassures them he’s got the win in his pocket. Ace struggles relentlessly and begins pulling himself towards the ropes, Montana fighting to keep him in the center of the ring. Ace pulls himself another inch closer, desperate for relief from the hold.

William Masters: This is it, folks! Montana has got this one in the bag! If only Daniels could be here to see this… But he’s unconscious and probably being robbed by the white trash in the upper arena by now.

Ace is almost to the ropes, arm outstretched. But Jesse is quick to drag him back to the center of the ring. As it appears that Ace has no other options left, he turns over onto his back and places a foot against Jesse’s rear, kicking him away and into the ropes. Montana hit’s the ropes chest first and stumbles backwards, Ace rolling him up with a schoolboy pin.

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Montana and Ace both scramble to their feet where they begin trading blows. Ace connects! Montana connects! Ace connects! Montana connects! Ace connects once more! Montana goes for a clothesline, but Ace ducks and nails the champ with a German suplex! He rolls through the move and hit’s a second! Rolling through once more, he nails a third! The crowd is on their feet once more as Ace stands, running a thumb across his throat as Montana struggles to regain his balance near the ropes. But Ace’s attention is suddenly had as he peers outside the ring.

William Masters: It appears Matt has Ace’s younger sister in a headlock, threatening Ace and his parents! This is so deliciously evil!

Matt begins mouthing unheard threats to Ace as Ace rages with his decision to attack Matt on the spot. Matt releases the girl and waves Ace on, begging him to bring the fight to him on the outside. Ace begins to, but Matt grabs the girl again, smiling wickedly. But Ace is suddenly laughing this time around. Matt raises an eyebrow before turning and finding his arm wrapped around a large brown wig. Matt removes the wig to find…SPECIAL ED!!!

William Masters: What the hell?!? Ed somehow replaced Ace’s sister with himself during that exchange!

Ed pulls Matt over the guardrail and the two begin brawling through the crowd until they disappear from ringside. The crowd cries out in shock simultaneously as Montana begins stomping the mat behind Ace. King turns around as Jesse delivers the Montana Express! But no! Ace ducks the kick and nails a fourth German suplex!!! Jesse rebounds on his feet out of sheer adrenaline, unsure of where he is or what’s going on. Ace Irish whips him off the ropes, nailing a fierce roundhouse kick to Montana’s jaw on the rebound!

William Masters: No! The Full House!!!

Montana collapses as Ace pins.

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The bell sounds, the crowd exploding into cheers once more as “Ace of Spades” fills the arena, but still being drowned out by the screaming fans. Ace, looking worn out and tired, nearly weeps as the ref raises his hands, his folks and sister applauding him at ringside. Ace leaves the ring and hugs his parents, leaving Montana unconscious and unmoving in the center of the ring. The CZW logo appears at the bottom right, as the show goes off the air.

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THE WINNER: ACE KING by PINFALL via the FULL HOUSE (18:32)

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* cZw! *

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